Move down some? It wasn't a bad idea, of course. The only reason John had chosen his current position was to make it more difficult for her to throw him off of her, as well as sit on ehr stomach and make it harder for her to breathe, neither of which was needed anymore. But moving down...that woudl place his erection squarely between her legs, and he didn't want her to think he was trying to take advantage of the situation. But it was her idea, so he nodded his head in agreement. "All right." He told her as he shifted down her torso, being careful not to dislodge her panties as he settled his waist on top of hers, effectively preventing the boys from getting a hold of her panties which were now firmly entrenched at her waist. This did have the effect of pulling her torn shirt even farther away from her boob, but John was taller then her ands managed to keep his shoulder covering it so no one else could see.<br/><br/>Henry lashed out and slapped Daisy firmly in the ass, causing her to spin around. He bent down and aimed a punch for her crotch (a favorite target of her attackers, it seemed)  and he didn't see the knee to the face coming as he staggered back and fell to the ground.<br/><br/>The site of an authority figure was enough to beak up the unruly mob.  A couple of the guys grabbed hold of the dazed Henry and they quickly fled the scene, soon leaving only John, Courtney, Frost and birthday suit Daisy with the exception of the new arrivals, which in addition to Lance and Wayne, consisted of Tim Drake and his friend William Queen, the son of Oliver Queen and adopted son of Felicity Smoak.  Thomas Snow had heard medical aid might be needed in the gym and he entered as well, his eyes widening as he got his first look at his daughter's alter ego, complete with the snow white pubic hair. Her brother had also tagged along...but it was Daisy who drew his eye.