Check Out the Mall

Carrie’s behavior has you worried. You decide to do a little shopping and visit her for lunch.

You hop on a bus and after a miserable thirty minute ride you exit to a well kept mall. You go in the main entrance and see your usual mix of chain restaurants, jewelry and clothing stores.

A pair of women in purple mini-dresses appear to be harassing the worker at a sunglass kiosk.

You saunter over.

“Can I take a look at those?” You point to a pair of sunglasses.

The women turn and glare at you. They are college age and attractive if you like tattoos and piercings. Both have dark purple lipstick on.

They look you over and then take off.

The worker looks at you. “Thanks. Used to just be a couple them, now it’s like some punk gang. And, soccer moms seem to be joining. Fucking scaring away customers,”

“What do you mean, like a gang? How many are there?”

“There have to be close to a hundred. They hang out in that kinky gift shop.”

‘Shit!’ You swear silently under your breath. You hope Carrie hasn’t done anything stupid.

You walk down to the store where she works. She spots you through racks of women’s clothes.

“Hi Nick.” She licks her dark purple lips.

“I wanted to see where you work.”

She runs her hands along her skin tight jeans.

“I so want to undress and ride you, Nick. But, it will have to wait until I get off.”

You notice something on her nose sparkle in the light. It’s a fucking nose piercing. That only serves to elevate your concern.

“Do you get lunch?”

“I promised my new friend, Jill, I’d eat with her.”

“Alright. I’ll catch you later.”

She grins lasciviously at you. “Don’t worry I’ll make it easy for you to catch me.”

You really want to see this kinky gift store.