Follow Amy

You decide that Amy is far too much fun to just let her get away now. Quickly you follow her across the food court, chuckling to yourself at the puddles of water that mark her path. As you watch her walk, your eyes are drawn to the swing of her hips, which allows you another observation.

Amy's hand suddenly drops to the waistband of her jeans, hitching them up a little and you suddenly realise that the weight of the water is dragging down her jeans. Of all the fun, unitended consequences this could possibly be the best result yet. You wait a moment and then, as she nears the entrance hall, you make a downward motion with your finger.

You're close enough to hear the curse that escapes from Amy's lips as her free hand once more darts downward, but not quick enough to prevent her jeans sliding down far enough to give you a view of her pert bottom, clad in near see thru pink panties. You smile as you watch her pull them back up, nearing the main door to exit the mall for good.