The Women's Section

Megan looked around, feeling her fear rise. If she went back to the children's section and Louise wasn't there then she'd be no better off than she was now. Heading towards the ladies section seemed the best option.

Moving slowly she made her way through the shoe section, making her way towards the clothes, hoping for a final chance of safety. That was when she heard voices. Lots of voices.

Cautiously she made her way towards the central aisle again, nervously glancing around, her stomach falling. The front doors were open, and customers were beginning to file in. It must be nine o'clock already.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, a little voice told her that she should have opened up the bookstore by now, and that she was going to be in huge amounts of trouble if she didn't get it open soon.

She couldn't help but laugh. She was standing in the middle of a shop with her pussy on display and she was worrying about unlocking the bookshop? She couldn't help but glance down at her bare legs again, feeling an unfamiliar thrill of excitement, knowing that her risk of getting caught was only getting larger.

Shaking her head clear, she renewed her journey, making her way through the shoe section, and into the lingerie section, feeling that hope beginning to increase. Just a couple more ailses and she'll be able to grab some clothes.

The voices suddenly seemed a lot louder, and she could hear footsteps drawing closer.