Shirt Snatchers

Ash shivered, standing there, one hand across her bust trying to keep her bra and cleavage hidden, but in order to keep hold of her Gameboy in the other hand she had been **** to drop her shirt.

She's almost so focused on keeping covered she nearly doesn't see the hand sneak out between someone's legs in the crowd, grabbing her shirt, and dragging it back.

"No!" Ash cried, spinning in the direction of the Rogue Hand, but unable to see her shirt. "Who was that? Who took my shirt!" she tries to move towards the circle, but the audience don't move, keeping her trapped inside, panic growing in her eyes from the hungry looks of the men surrounding her. "Please, give it back!"