My name is Melanie.
I want to tell you what happened to me.
First let me tell you about myself before the incident that changed my life.
I was a good Christian girl from a very nice family. I lived in Springfield, Illinois. I was 4.0 student in high school, basketball cheerleader and played soccer. I was very popular. I'm considered very pretty with a very shapely body
I had graduated from college and was in Chicago looking for a job. I was staying in the suburbs with friends of my parents because I couldn't afford a place for myself until I got a job.
I was taking the train into the city for a job interview when a very attractive businesswoman sitting next to struck up a conversation.
I told her I was going for a job interview. She said she worked for a film distributor and they had a job opening for an account executive. She gave me the address and said I should stop by after my interview and look into the job. She said just ask for Carol if I decided to come by.
I went on my original interview. It went okay but they said they had several more applicants to interview before they made their decision.
This Carol's address was in a part of the city that I wasn't familiar. I decided to splurge and took a cab to the address she gave me. It was a huge warehouse with about a third of it in office space.
I asked for Carol. About 15 minutes Carol comes to the front office and greets me. I follow her upstairs to the 4th floor and down a long hallway. She put me in a room that was painted bright red. The only piece of furniture in the room was one chair. She told me to wait there and she would come back and get me.
About 10 minutes later 2 young girls came in carrying a ladder. One of them climbed the ladder and hooked two ropes to two rings in the ceiling.
Suddenly they grabbed me and slipped a rope around each of my wrists. I was screaming and kicking to no avail. The left me there with my arms in the air secured by the two ropes. I finally stopped screaming when I saw it wasn't doing any good.
Half-hour later another girl comes in. I try to tell her the reason I'm here and to go get this Carol. She pays no attention to my pleas. She pulled my blouse out of my skirt and unbuttoned it. She then cut the straps on my bra and took it completely off. I was left standing there, arms secured in the air with blouse wide open and my breast hanging out.