Try to unstick Melissa

"Here, let me help," Jill said. She reached for the vine where it touched her friend's yellow sundress. "Yuck! There's like some kind of slime or glue or something on this fine." She tugged her hand away, yelping in pain as if pulling her skin off of flypaper. "That stuff is super strong."

"Can you get it off?" Melissa said, worried. She tried to twist around to see what Jill was doing, and Thomas couldn't help but admire the cleavage she accidentally revealed. These strapless sundresses with built-in bra support were probably Thomas' favorite form of clothing, and Melissa wore it particularly well.

"I'm trying, I'm trying!" Jill said. And she was. She kept tugging at Melissa's dress, but the vines didn't seem to want to let go. The curvy brunette unfolded a Thrillride Park map from her back pocket. "Here, let me try this..."

Jill reached into the back of Melissa's dress to hold the fabric in place. Wrapping the map around the vine, she pulled in both directions. Melissa could feel the tug of the vine loosen against her, and she called out happily, "You did it!"

"Well, sort of..." Jill said. That's when you noticed the vine had a long strip of yellow fabric attached to it - not to mention the theme park map. "Sorry, Mel."

"Shit! That fucking vine tore my dress! Isn't there anyone around who can help us?"

"I don't think so," Thomas said. "That's why the line is so long for this place. They won't let another group in until we go out."

"Fuck," Melissa said, and you could see what looked like real fear settling into her eyes.

"Don't worry, Mel," Thomas said soothingly. "We'll get you out of here."

The two friends did everything they could think of, but they best they could manage was ripping Melissa's dress where each vine gripped it. When Melissa finally stumbled clear of the hedge, four long tears criss-crossed her dress, showing much more of her braless back than she had planned for. What's worse, one of the vines had grabbed the base of the spaghetti strap holding the dress to her right shoulder, so she was currently holding that strap behind her back with her right hand to keep her dress in place.

"Fuuuuuuuuck!" Melissa shouted. It wasn't obvious whether she was more embarrassed or angry, but either way, in Thomas' eyes, she looked totally hot.

"Let's just keep going," Jill said. "We'll get you a park t-shirt when we get out."

"Those fuckers are gonna have to give me one. Damn vines."

The three friends continued down the path, obliviously stepping over the small sign posted in the ground: "Caution: Don't touch the vines."