"Nice, Erica," Carrie complimented. At least she had. Before she and Lisa walked out of the store with a duffel bag filled with my clothes. Leaving me in the bookstore dressed only in a jacket. Were they even going to give me my clothes back?
Fortunately, the jacket was long enough to cover my pussy and ass. They'd even left me my sandals, so I wasn't wandering around barefoot. In some ways, this was a little bit safer than when I'd been stripped in a public library when we were all still in High School.
Ruffling through the books, I attempted to not broadcast to the world that there was something wrong. I thought about the last thing that Lisa had said. "We'll be back in a couple hours with a surprise." It was unfortunate that her idea of a surprise was something I would likely hate.
I looked across the store to the entrance. Maybe I could safely make it to a payphone or catch a bus.
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