Elizabeth closed her eyes tightly as the glasses were almost sensually pulled from her face. "I can't see without those." she protested feebly. She couldn't help shuddering slightly as the man ran his hand over her cheek. It made her skin crawl.

For the next several minutes, Elizabeth sat there listening to the men talk about her body. She couldn't help but blush. Her toned legs shuddered slightly and she tried to press her meaty thighs together to shield her precious womanhood. She hadn't done anything wrong. All she'd done was work for a liberal feminist professor, which some of her friends had warned her was a mistake.

Elizabeth finally snapped, stomping her sneakered foot on the ground. "Give me my fucking glasses back! I can't see shit! And I want a damned lawyer! This country has a constitution, you know? Haven't you guys ever read it?"