The Mall

John left the woman quivering in an orgasmic heap, cum dripping out of her into a puddle on the sidewalk. Satisfied with a job well done, he decided to head for the bus stop. No one else was waiting there right now.

He sat in the shade, pulling his headphones out of his pocket and pondering his plans for the rest of the day until he met up with Jenny for whatever "charity work" she had in mind. Distracted by his fantasies of the evening, he fumbled the case. Time seemed to slow as he watched his earbuds soar out of his hands, bounce once off the concrete, and then roll over the curb and into a storm drain.

John stood there gaping for a moment, hand still outstretched towards the drain, before crumpling back in defeat. He pulled out his phone, careful to keep a tighter grip on it this time, and texted Jenny.

Is there an electronics store on this island?

Her response came in quickly.

Yeah, there's a couple in the mall. Why do you ask?

Broke something. Thanks!

No problem. Have fun <3

Satisfied that he hadn't completely screwed himself over, John sat back and thought. He hadn't been to a mall in quite some time - he was never the biggest fan of crowds, and if there was something he needed from a brick and mortar store, he usually preferred to go straight to that store, get that thing, and leave quickly. But the more he thought about it, the wider his smile grew. There might be all kinds of beautiful women there, all in one place... and all his for the taking.

Not much later, the bus approached, and John boarded with a spring in his step.