"What makes you think I can't fight them off?" She asked, rolling her eyes. "I'm not weak, I can take care of myself just fine. Your 'boys' won't lay a finger on me." She said, shaking her head. She saw the journal on the table though, and it pulled at her stomach. Her heart beat picked up as she looked between the chastity belt and the journal... She'd said she'd be good, if she didn't play along, then she'd never talk to Scott.