<strong>Christine Daniels</strong><br/><br/>I heard the first part of what the gang leader said and ignored the rest. "Th... thank you!"<br/><br/>I squirmed out of the grip on my shoulder, shimmied out of the ring of black leather that had me penned in and headed as quickly as I could for the room at the back, with the universal symbol for 'Ladies' room. I was pausing to chuckle at the lewd graffiti that covered the door to the men's room, when the rest of the woman's words caught up with me. I stopped, blushing a deeper pink than my leathers, and turned to look at her.<br/><br/>She was, predictably, standing right behind me. a knowing leer on her face. "You... Can't... You want to... Ugh!" But I wasn't in any position to argue. I retreated as quickly as I could into the cubicle.