The mall

You suddenly think back to where the whole adventure with Emma started: the mall! It's only ten minutes away, remember?

After ten minutes of many stares from men, cars slowing down and honking and a close call of a car crash, you arrive at the mall. You take Emma to the central square of the mall. You decide to add some more flair to her so you fish the marker out of the pocket and write FREE BLOWJOBS on Emma's cheek and FREE TITTY FUCKS on her shirt.

The male patrons of the mall can't help but notice Emma's so they come up to you and politely ask if they can borrow your slut. You realize you don't want to keep answering the obvious question, so you alter the inscription on Emma to read EVERYONE'S SLUT.

A line starts to form in front of Emma. The line moves pretty quickly, though, since most men can't handle being sucked off or titty fucked by a 23-year-old girl with breasts bigger than her head, already covered in cum for more than a couple of seconds. Some guys, especially younger looking guys, don't even want to line up to get services from Emma, they just enjoy the live blowbang that is happening in front of their eyes and jack off nearby.

After an hour, the central square is starting to look like a cum bomb exploded there. Emma is kneeling in the epicenter of the explosion, covered head to toes in sticky goo. The line snakes all the way to the entrance of the mall. You imagine the word has already started going around outside the mall, too.

You then see a mall security officer approaching you. He says: "I'm sorry but we're closing down the mall now." You pop off the cap from the magic marker and write the words RYAN FERRO'S MALL on the floor. "No you aren't. This is my mall, and it is now a 24/7 mall." "Right you are, sir, carry on", the security officer says and goes back to overseeing the line.