Yes

Emma stood before the young girl now naked and she discarded her half-torn panties and khaki. As Emma stepped under one of the streetlights, the girl pointed to an appropriate one, instructed her to stand under it, and then suddenly cuffed Emma's hands behind the light. Unwilling to be shot, she did so.

What the hell?! "I'm sorry, but what else can I do with you? I haven't seen a dollar in your pants." The girl snapped a few photos of Mackenzie. "What's your name?" she inquired.

"Emma."

“What kind of a name is Emma?” She asked as she proceeded to write Emma’s full name in big letters just above her breasts.

“H-hey, I don’t want people to know who I am.” Emma protested.

A few photos were taken before the girl actually responded to her.

"You know what, I’m tired and just want to go home, so I’ll just leave this sharpie here for you.” The girl said.

“Ooooh!” Emma moaned as the girl shoved the sharpie into her asshole.

“Oh, you like that, you little slut?”

In the meantime, Emma continued to moan as the girl advanced inside her and shoved the sharpie deep inside. Once the sharpie was deeper inside her, it was out of both her sight and reach.

The woman walked off into the night with no second thought about the girl she had just completely screwed over.

The parking lot was empty at that time, so no one could prevent someone from sexually harassing Emma at any moment. It was inevitable that someone would see her like this, but it was late at night and the parking lot was absolutely empty, so no one could stop it.