Dragged out to the mall

Lauren stumbled out, one hand being pulled along by her mother, one trying vainly to hold down her nightie as her bare little legs pumped. Her mother dragged her out to the door, then pulled her out into the exposing daylight. Lauren couldn't suppress a squeal, as they emerged from the house into the very open, public space of the yard. Her mother, not one to pause or hesitate, pulled her to the car. Lauren tried to keep up, eager to get in the concealment of the vehicle. Dancing, the hot pavement burning her feet, she pranced in place until her mother let her in the car. Lauren scrambled into the passenger seat desperately as her mother calmly entered and began driving.

The drive was still even more stress for Lauren about her clothing. The small nightie kept riding up as she sat, revealing her thighs, the sides of her butt cheeks, and, if she moved her hand that held her nightie down desperately, her clean shaven crotch as well. She crossed one arm over her chest, covering her nipples that excitedly poked at the fabric while she hunched down, hoping the other drivers wouldn't see her. Her squirming and writhing in place kept her occupied until, to her surprise, the car stopped.

Lauren looked up. They were at... the Mall! This was probably THE most public place in town! Everyone shopped there, and many of her peers were sure to be hanging out! Also, Lauren only shopped at high end boutiques, even before she was a million. When she had been a millionaire, she thought bitterly. Before her sister stole it all away. Her mother couldn't really expect her to walk around the mall in a nightie!