An elbow dug into hard green abs, drawing a retching grunt; another thug met the ground face-first, courtesy of a hip throw. But the freaks were fast, and there were a lot of them, and soon Arlen found herself squirming and ewwww!ing as they groped and licked at her. It didn't look good, though she expected to get more than a few more hits in if they tried to lay her down...<br/><br/>So the redhead's arrival was certainly welcome, if suspiciously timely; combined with the fact that everyone was speaking English (weren't they?), the beleaguered stripper was more and more convinced she was having some sort of drug-assisted Alice in Wonderland moment. But the cavalry was here-<em> and I could happily take a ride on <strong>that,</strong></em>she thought.<br/><br/>"Right with you, sweets," she growled, as the kinfe whipped by her ear. Digging a hand into an unguarded crotch and squeezing, hard, she got a shoulder under the greenskin and heaved, lifting him off the ground and pitching him in the general direction fof the guy in the cart before scampering towards her new girlfriend.<br/><br/>"Hey, gorgeous," she said, tucking in behind the aggressive ginger, standing back to back with her. "Don't know who you are- or where you buy your outfits- but I'm kinda glad to see you.<em>All</em>of you..."