Bend over. you don't want to get shot.
From Create Your Own Story
You sigh, then lean down and touch your toes.
"Move your feet out, apart," she says. You do so. Ten seconds go buy, but it feels like an hour of this stranger staring up your ass.
"Okay," she says. "You can put your clothes on, but don't try anything stupid."
"I'm not going to do anything stupid," you say. "But we have to help my friend. Please. I did what you asked."
"Where's your friend?" She asks.
"Outside in the parking lot. Back seat of the car. The one that's still running."
The woman goes to the door and looks out. She studies the parking lot then turns back to you. "How'd she get hurt?"
