The restroom

You let go of her pussy and quickly lift her up. She's amazingly light, but it's still quite the task to carry her to the toilet door while she struggles to get free. She managed to cry for help, but finally you enter the men's restroom. You put her down and begin to pull down your trousers. She gets up, but can't get past you to the door. "Please, John", she pleads. "Why are you doing this?"

"Shut up", you respond angrily while removing your boxers as well. Your fully erect cock springs forward. Summer looks at it with a panicked expression. "Oh please no, John, please, PLEASE DON'T DO THIS..." she cries, but you violently push her against the wall, undo her belt, throw it to the side, grab her dress at the neckline... and rip it completely open, from top to bottom. It falls to the ground and exposes her black lace lingerie. Your lust reaches unknown levels. I'm fucking Summer Glau. I'm fucking Summer Glau. I'm actually fucking Summer Glau.

Just as you want to push her panties to the side, you hear the door open. Fuck! You turn around and see a muscular, tall guy looking at you. Security.

"Help!", Summer cries. "Please!"

Before you can react, you see his first closing in on your face.