I want to bring to the attention of the board the latest works of one of the most relevant writers of USB /damsels in distress scenarios, already well known at the expired board
( Street Punk Gangs )
Roving street bred girl gangs decide to broaden their deviant deeds of robbery and chaos for innocent women and give the subway system a chance to produce new victims for them.
The street bred punk girls plot to diversify their devious and decadent crimes against women. They'll take a ride on the subways and target prime female victims to rob. Such clever girls they are.
Amber Alise Conway's BMW is in the shop so she has to take the subway for a few days. How degrading to a professional of her class. LIttle does she know the street punk gang girls have turned to subway criminal action in the next few days and Amber looks like an easy mark. They've easily spotted that large diamond engagement ring and other great jewelry she sports with feminine pride.
Amber is not having a good day. She's been stripped down to panties. Her jewelry is gone, including her engagement ring. Her purse is emptied of cash and credit cards. She had to give up the PIN to her ATM under threat of severe punishment but they left the purse since it wasn't a high-end designer brand. The punk girls know quality and value. No one at all came to her aid when she was being attacked. In fact, most took cell phone picks and even a few were bold enough to take selfies. Bummer plus!!!! It all just reaffirms her lack of faith in humankind.
Four professional young women were on their way to a continuing ed seminar to keep their investment brokerage licenses up to date. They pulled over temporarily to get some cosmetics out of their luggage. After all, they had to look good when they got out of their vehicle at the training. Anyway, pranksters pulled up, robbed them and left them at the edge of the road minus their vehicle, jewelry, cash, credit cards, designer handbags and....just for the pesky fun of it, their shoes, nylons and panties. That pavement is already getting hot under their feet and they all just had pedicures.
Two girlfriends went bar hopping at a couple of new trendy clubs. Somebody drugged their drinks with something that put the girls into a stunned, semi-conscious, dazed stupor. They were led out of the club by a couple of girls who appeared to be good Samaritans just wanting to help a couple of fellow femmes get home safely. Instead they were stripped naked in an alley, robbed of their clothes, jewelry, cash and credit cards (and their dignity of course.) The bandit babes set the girls on a bench under a light pole and took off.
In need of a mid-morning caffeine fix, two office girls took their break and headed out for coffee and a friend who stayed to work. But in the modern, big city world, two unsuspecting women carrying three cups of coffee, dressed great and one of them carrying a designer handbag were very desireable targets for a take down by the predator lesbian street punk gang trio that prowled this area of town.
Confronted in broad daylight by the lesbian bandit raiders, who took the third extra cut they had for a friend and brazenly drank it while her two cohorts systematically stripped the mortified girls to panties while ordering them to hold onto their own coffee for the thieves, until the process was completed. And like what is so typical in modern society today, no one wanted to get involved or even call authorities for help. The girls were on their own. No caffeine fix for you today.
Jessica Marie Myers only lived a few blocks from the bar where she'd met friends. They left before she realized it. She couldn't get a quick UBER ride so she figured it was only a few blocks and even though that stretch was a bit of a rough neighborhood, she was a big strong girl and could take care of herself. Big....really big......MISTAKE Jessica. You're soon going to find out that those gossipy stories about roving predator Lesbian girl gangs were not just made up, urban legends.
Angelina Allison Hudson left the trendy club where she'd met friends for a drink after work had lingered into late hours. It was dark when she left but her car was parked just around the block. A one minute walk. But that short time was enough for Bull Dyke street-bred BUTCH WHACKERS to target and take down the stately gorgeous woman.
Angelina now realizes (albeit a bit late) that "BUTCH WHACKING" crimes against women are real. Need we say more? I think not. Oh....and by the way Angelina. No need to go to your car because it isn't there. The girls dug your keys out of your purse and took off.....probably to your apartment since your ID's and such let them know where you lived. If you still had your phone....which you don't....you could at least call your roommate and warn her of the impending robbery doom. The gang girls will eventually take and sell your car to a chop shop, so overall, you've been cleaned out of all your personal material belongs along with your female pride, dignity and honor. All gone.....for good. Get some therapy. It might help but probably not.
The latest urban crime wave to plague and victimize women comes from girl gangs like this. They can best be described as Lesbian Predator Alley Kats. They are aggressive, sadistic predators that single out, rob, beat, torment, mock and degrade their female victims then leave them in a public setting either naked or close to it. Their specific crime is referred to as getting BUTCH WHACKED, a play on the old west term of getting surprised in a robbery ambush as being BUSH WHACKED. Since the women who do this are often just bull-dyke bitches the crime is modernized to BUTCH WHACKED. Clever huh?
On a drive home from a night out with friends, Elizabeth Jean Martin confronted her husband about flirting excessively and aggressively with both the waitress and bar maid. A furious verbal fight ensued and when he stopped at a light, she opened the door and stepped out in a mega huff. After a block or so of walking she got her senses around to realize where she was and it wasn't in a good place. Before she could call him to come back, a trio of Lesbian Gang Girls spotted her and performed what they called, "A BUTCH WHACK" A modern urban version of the old west crime of bush whacking unsuspecting or vulnerable people, robbing beating and leaving them.
Elizabeth Jean Martin found herself dazed and dumbfounded, robbed, beaten, stripped and dumped against a building in the middle of the night in a bad part of town. No phone, no money and no hope of being helped or rescued. She'll survive but have nightmares for life.
Jessica Marie Myers suffered a heavily bruised eye and a destroyed feminine ego in getting Butch Whacked, stripped down and robbed of everything including her feminine honor and dignity as a human being.
Marcie Marie Davidson wasn't the cutest pup in the litter but she'll do in a pinch if you just need a girl to kidnap, torment, mock and degrade.....just for the fun of it of course. To get noticed, and to harden the cocks of cute guys, she overcame her modest female beauty by purposely dressing in eye catching outfits like super tight jeans, a tank or crop top and virgin white tennis shoes whenever she went to the mall or to a Starbucks or just whenever she was out and about. A demented trio of two guys and a sadistic lesbian girl spotted Marcie in the parking lot. The girl went up and asked her to help lift an awkward package out of her van. Of course Marcie agreed. She felt no threat because she'd been indoctrinated throughout her life with the concept that only men were a threat to her personal safety. Women didn't hurt other women. BIG MISTAKE AND A MASSIVE LIE, MARCIE !!!!!! The van door got opened, Marcie got shoved in and the two males held her in place and injected her in the neck with something that paralyzed her.
Marcie was driven 40 miles away and dumped out of the van like trash along a muddy trail. She sat in the weeds, huddled in shame and fear. She tried hard and did the best she could to form thoughts or conceive concepts as to what had happened to her and why, let alone where she even was. Her brain was scrambled by the drugs they'd made her swallow along with an injection of something....who knows what....but you can bet her captors sure did.
Marcie struggled to clear her brain about what happened, and why and where the hell she even was but the strong drugs they'd given her weren't wearing off much. She got herself up and just started wondering down a dirt road, dazed, dirty and degraded to the max.
A trio of Lesbian Street Punk gang girls are hanging out in an old abandoned warehouse district to do some drugs and smoke some pot in private. They do however, spot a lone jogger girl coming their way and the ideas begin to flow to add some fun to their drug induced dazed lifestyle.
Carol Sinclaire is out for an extra long run this morning in order to wear off her frustration over a recent breakup with her cheating fiance'. She routed herself into an old abandoned warehouse district to have some solitude to ponder her situation and future....without the Cad she was engaged to. Carol suddenly sees three creepy, cretin, street-bred, punk gang girls blocking her path. She hadn't seen anyone in this location and the site of these three hooligan femmes concerns her greatly. But she considers herself as a "Woman of the New Millennium" who is in control of her own feminine destiny. She slows up and stops to find out WTF the deal is here?
The gang girls confront the confused jogger and order her to, "Get get inside this old building over here and do as your told or we'll shave your head and make you wish you'd never been born." All that is going through Carol's girl brain is WTF!!!!! But she does at told as she has few choices. Three against one yields some power and control.
Carole stands disgusted but has reluctantly accepted her present fate. However she foolishly issues her demands with, "OK....you've had your sick fun. Now give me my clothes back this instance." The gang girls are impressed with her arrogant female orders. They pause, look at one another, then proceed with their own orders of, "Get you shoes and cute little footie socks off and get on your hands and knees....head down, ass up....NOW!!!! YOU STUPID BITCH !!!!!!!."
It's going to be a long, shameful, degrading walk (or run) home for poor Carol Sinclaire. The punk bitches drugged her up good before setting her loose completely naked, so her girl brain is presently in a dazed and scrambled state of funtioning. She at least did survive the ordeal and related assault by the lesbian gang but she'll be in therapy for years and probably gain weight, turn to drugs and be afraid to leave her apartment. But these things happen to girls and it's happened to Carol.
Predator gang girls targeted a young woman who'd left a store and was waiting for her UBER ride. She got dragged into an alley, beaten, robbed, stripped and tormented. They injected her with something that scrambled her brain. She can't remember any details about the assault and is currently staying home and terrified to go out at all.
Another young woman who got off work at a boutique and was headed for the bus stop when gang girls grabbed her, shoved to the ground and dragged her into an alley to beat, rob, strip and humiliate her. Like in similar cases, they injected her with a mind numbing drug of unknown origin that turned her girl brain to mush. She is recovering at home.
