Agent Rhea waited patiently as the goons filed out of the locker room, one by one, to start their shifts. Her eyes stayed fixed on one particular henchgirl - the one she knew would be the last to leave, given how much time she spent glued to her phone.
Finally, when the last goon disappeared from sight, Rhea made her move. She crept up behind the distracted girl and let out a soft whistle to catch her attention. As the henchgirl turned, Rhea slammed her head against the metal locker door, knocking her out instantly.
There wasn’t much of a uniform to deal with; just a one-piece leotard and a mask - so stripping it off wasn’t too difficult (though Rhea did wince slightly as she peeled the thong section from between the girl’s butt crack).
Now for the fun part. She quickly bound the unconscious goon, then searched for a way to secure her in place. That’s when something caught her eye.
“Oh!” she said, smiling gleefully
( to be continued I presume )
