Out the back door

Her heart was pounding in her chest as she made her way deeper through the coffee bar and reached the door at the back, looking somewhat like a fire escape.

She pushed it open, ducking her head outside to find a long corridor, likely part of the inner workings of the mall reserved only for staff.

Trying to ignore the fact that she had nothing but a pair of panties to cover her modesty, she stepped out into the corridor, feeling the dust and grit between her toes. A part of her wanted to complain that they clearly didn't take janitorial consideration of staff areas in mind.

You chuckle to yourself that even in this sort of predicament she can find something to moan about and decide to remind her, letting the fire-door slam shut behind her.

Karen let out a squeal, and spun trying to open it again, finding that there was no handle on this side of the door, just a lock to insert a key. If Bradley hadn't snuck into this corridor then she was now trapped in the back areas of the mall in nothing but her panties!