The man she had taken down was reaching for his gun as he struggled to get back on his feet. He was far from happy with what the sexy dark haired slip of a girl had done to him, or how she had embarrassed him. But with their get-a-way car sitting there waiting, he saw a window of escape which was much more interesting to him then a chance of getting even with Leslie was.

The driver was over helping to pull the first man out of Kay's grasp. Between the two of them yanking at her, the shredded spandex outfit gave up completely. Both of her beautiful breasts were out in the open for the world to appreciate, and her bikini bottom wasn't about to last for much longer.

With his knee in her belly, the gunman kicked himself away from the fighting redhead. But he lost hold on his gun at the same time.

Kay had been forcing his wrist back at such a painful angle for so long, he could hardly feel his fingers any longer, let alone take a good grip on the steel. The gun hit the sidewalk and slid under a parked car.

"Forget it! And forget her… let's get the hell out of here!" the driver yelled as he pulled himself away from the reaching Kay.

The gunman grunted. He realty wanted to take another kick or punch at the girl for showing him up like this. If she weren't so damn feisty, he'd like to take her along. With the pair of tits she had he was sure she could be a lot of fun.

As the two men headed for the car, Kay turned to check on Leslie. The brunette was still looking groggy and wasn't moving very fast. Kay let the crooks two and three get freely past her as she headed over to see how her friend really was. Arriving next to the door just as it opened again. A man with two large, heavy canvas sacks hanging from one arm came out.

A hand grenade clenched in his fist! "Fucking back away! I don't want to see anything but clear space in front of me!" the big man screamed.