One of the gaggle of girls window shopping in the store spys Amora first. She gasps and nudges her friend on the left, a slightly portly girl with overabundant curves, and says, "Yuki, ohmygawd look..." Her tone betrays the mix of shock, incredulity and envy she feels at seeing how naughty and cute the less then half dressed dark haired girl looks.<br/><br/>The girl's friends blush and talk in quick whispers. Some impressed by Amora's  boldness, some finding her lewd and lurid, while others can't hide their admiration for her brazen self confidence. Amora pretends not to hear them but the ways their minds race through their judgements and fantasies is delicious to her.<br/><br/>The girls' thoughts and emotions are so heady and distracting that Amora doesn't notice the four guys that come around her. They wear jackets that display their membership in a local Kendo club. Three of them work as 'walls' standing shoulder to shoulder to block her from the view of others and to make it next to impossible for Amora to get away. Then their leader gets into things.<br/><br/>The leader comes over to Amora and smacks her in the ass. "Very nice, just as firm as I thought it'd be," he says with a leer. She crosses her arms over her chest and backs away from him which has her back into some racking making a bunch of collars and belts fall down.<br/><br/>Amora screams, "Get away Freak!" and her eyes scan the area for someone to help her. She sees the girls, useless then the store's manager. Her eyes plead with the older woman for help out of her predicament. The woman's face goes from confused, to thoughtful, then determined as she walks out from behind a counter in the center of the store and strides purposefully over to the 'damsel in distress'.