Forced Exhibitionist/Lindsay. She said she could help.
From Create Your Own Story
You don't know what else to do. So, you call Lindsay.
"Lindsay," you tremble, "I'm in jail! I'm so scared. I don't know what happened. I didn't do anything. You have to help me!"
"Of course I'll help you," she says. "I'm sure my lawyer can get you out of there in no time, but it won't be cheap. Have you thought about our little discussion. Are you ready for some fun?"
You hesitate for several seconds. You don't want to flash anyone, but you don't see what choice you have. "Okay, Lindsay," you whisper, "I'll do it."
"Excellent! I knew you'd come around. Let me make a phone call. I'll get you out, but it probably won't be until tomorrow. Here's what you need to do: ask an officer for a jumpsuit to wear. Then strip naked, give your clothes to the officer, and put on the jumpsuit--in front of the officer. Then, when you sleep tonight, take off the jumpsuit and sleep in the nude. Got it?"
You don't want to change in front of the police officer or sleep naked in a cell, but you don't see what choice you have. "Okay."
"If you don't do, I won't get you out. So make sure you do it."
"Okay, bye."
You both hang up, and the officer comes to take you back to your cell. He's a big, rough man.
"Hi officer," you say, "it looks like I'm' going to be here all night. Do I get to wear one of those jumpsuits?"
"Good idea. Follow me."
You follow him to a little room next to the guard's station. There are 3 or 4 other police officers there. He hands you a jumpsuit. "Let's see. You can change..." He looks around for a place for you to change.
Do you change right there?
