It had been nearly two months since the on-air incident between Monique the hooker, and Lisa her co-anchor, and Sharon was feeling fairly confident that she had won the war between them. It wasn't that Lisa hadn't tried, quite the contrary, she had tried several times to get back at the older woman, but they had been mediocre attempts at best. Most of the pranks had been discovered before they had even had a chance to reach fruition, and the ones that did, had little effect if any. Yes, Sharon was pretty confident she had won the war, and would be the top 'bitch' at K-U-N-T TV.
Sharon usually left the station in the late afternoon, to get herself something to eat, returning about four hours before airtime, so she could do her makeup, and go over any late breaking news articles. She was on her way back from having a pretty good Italian meal. She stood in the empty lobby of the high-rise building the studio was located in, and pushed the button for the elevator.
When the door opened she was a bit surprised to see five Japanese schoolgirls in the elevator. Being used to all kinds of school tours, the only thought that passed through Sharon's mind was, 'it seemed a little late for a tour.' She then pushed the button for the twenty-seventh floor, before turning back to face the front of the car.
In the brief instant she had seen them she had noticed that not only did the girls look almost alike, but they were all dressed the same, in black patent leather Buster Brown's, white knee socks, short red, green, and blue plaid skirts, with white button-down long-sleeved shirts. While some of the girls wore dark blue blazers, they all wore little plaid ties that matched the pattern of their skirts.
Sharon's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a giggle behind her. That was when she realized that she had not seen a second button lit on the control panel. She was about to turn and ask what floor the girls were headed for, when one of them reached up and pushed the button for the twenty-third floor. She turned back to the front again, going over, in her head, the stories for tonight's show.
It was somewhere around the twentieth floor, that an almost forgotten thought began to creep into her mind. It took her several seconds to realize what it was. The twenty-third floor was unoccupied due to renovation.
She was just about to say something to the girls when the doors opened and the girls rushed forward taking Sharon with them. Before she realized what was happening, Sharon found herself standing in the middle of a half remodeled reception area with a single large four-legged table, and some chairs in the middle of the otherwise empty space.
"What's going on here?" Sharon asked. She suddenly made a dash for the elevator, before the doors closed, but only made it a couple of feet before the girls grabbed her and dragged her back to the middle of the room. Although she was a good head taller and considerably larger overall than the girls, there were five of them and they were all amazingly strong.
"We have some fun now, pretty lady," one of the girls giggled.
"Now, now girls," Sharon said, suddenly realizing the position she was in.
Before she could do anything the girls pounced on her from all sides. In a flurry of soft, yet forceful hands she was stripped naked in a matter of seconds. She immediately tried to cover her large boobs and crotch with her hands, crossing her legs to help hide her nudity.
As the girls began taking their clothes off Sharon saw another opportunity to make an escape, and made a dash for freedom. She caught the girls by surprise and made it out of the circle. Unfortunately she had not preplanned her escape very well, and suddenly realized that this was not going to work just as she reached for the elevator button. It was only at that point that she realized that she would have to wait for the elevator to arrive, so at the last minute she dodged to the side and headed for the fire escape.