This is my first time writing a story. This was a summary of an actual true story that happened to my wife. I can vividly remember her walking into our house with her friend looking like she did.
My wife Rachel was at a bar recently with a few of her girlfriends. She's fair skinned, late-20's with blond hair and wonderfully curvy. She looked sexy before leaving the house wearing her black ankle boots with long dress socks, a pair of torn jeans, and a black v-neck with a red sweater over it. Her hair was done up nicely and had a flower in the side. She went out to the bar without knowing it would end up being the most humiliating night of her life. She came back later that night with her friend helping her in and a jacket over her. I was shocked when I saw her. Rachel's hair was disheveled and covering her face. Only a sleeve remained on her sweater and her v-neck had been torn to show her black bra underneath. A strap was torn from her bra and she was holding it in place so her breasts would not be exposed. Her jeans were in tatters and one pant leg had been torn clean off. That leg and foot were stripped bare as her boot and sock were also missing. She had her other boot on but it was unlaced and her sock had fallen past her ankle. She fell into my eyes sobbing as soon as she saw me. As she calmed down, she and her friend filled me in as to what happened.
They had went to a local dive bar which we normally frequent due to the very cheap beer prices. As they got there, Rachel noticed someone there that made her stomach drop. Rachel works as a waitress at a restaurant and she is good friends with a staff of mostly males. One of the guys had a girlfriend who didn't care for Rachel at all. Her name was Silvia and she was fiercely protective of her boyfriend. Silvia was very tall, about 5'10" slender, and had medium length blond hair. Her hair was tied back and she was wearing a spaghetti strap top, jeans, and a pair of pink flats. She leered at Rachel who was worried about an altercation between the two. Rachel has a very quiet and innocent nature and does her best to avoid confrontation. She was also terrified of Silvia who had a reputation of being a fighter and someone who enjoyed instigating these fights.
Rachel went on drinking with her friends and her nerves settled as she noticed Silvia had gone. It grew got in the bar and Rachel decided it was too hot and she left to her friend's car to put her sweater. As she walked outside and towards the parking lot, her stomach dropped again as she saw Silvia and a couple of ladies having a cigarette. Rachel tried to walk by briskly, but it was to no avail. Silvia followed her to her car and said "Hey Rach, how are you?" Before Rachel could turn around, she was on the ground; she had been taking down by one of Sylvia's friends. "Take her over here!" said Silvia as the two ladies grabbed Rachel up to her feet by her hair and shuffled her off to an alley behind the parking lot. They threw her back down to the ground. "Are you here to see Jason, you bitch?" asked Silvia as she slapped Rachel across her face. The two girls then descended upon Rachel who began to struggle, but they soon over powered her. One began tearing at Rachel's sweater sleeve which tore off the sleeve and much of the sweater, leaving one red sleeve hanging on her arm. The other then began ripping at Rachel's shirt which was reduced to tatters as her bra was exposed. Silvia then pulled on a bra strap until it snapped. "No!", screamed Rachel as she quickly held that side of her bra in place so her breast would not be exposed. All three girls just began laughing and Rachel tried crawling away and was on her hands and knees. At this point, Silvia had no interest in fighting Rachel. She wanted to make a fool of Rachel and leave her humiliated. She kicked off her flats and walked towards Rachel with a sly smile on her face.
Rachel continued to try to crawl away and Silvia followed her quickly and grabbed her by the back pocket of her jeans. "Where ya going, Rach?", asked Silvia as she began to pull and pull at Rachel's pocket. She was strong enough that she actually lifted Rachel off the ground. Finally, there was a loud rip and Silvia kept pulling until the back of Rachel's right leg was exposed as that side of the jeans were torn away. Silvia was not done as she tugged and tugged and the remaining flap of fabric was torn off. As this was happening, the other two girls were tearing at her other leg, but were only able to tear up to her knee and there were tatters of jeans remaining. Rachel was sitting down with her legs outstretched in front of her at this point and still covering her breasts. Silvia then grabbed Rachel by her right foot and began to taunt her as she unlaced her boot. "Where are your friends, Rachel? Aren't they going to save their pretty little friend?" Silvia then pulled Rachel's boot off leaving a dress sock that was pulled up to her knee. She then tore off Rachel's sock in one motion. "Oh!", exclaimed Rachel, as her foot was stripped bare. Her toes spread as the sock slid past her heel and off. "It's such a hot night. Wouldn't you rather be barefoot? Let me help you with your boots, sweetie" said Silvia and she grabbed Rachel's other foot and began unlacing her boot and tugging at her sock as Rachel struggled. It was at this point that one of Rachel's friends, who had been worried, came bounding into the alley. Silvia and her friends scattered and Rachel's friend ran over to her and was shocked to see how they had left her. She walked Rachel over to the car and covered her up, and drove her back home to me. Rachel would love nothing more than to avenge this humiliation, but is still scared Silvia would likely do the same thing to her if they met again.
