Bzzzt! Sean felt his cell phone vibrate in his shirt pocket. He had just pulled into a space in the Central Village Mall underground parking area.
What incredible timing
, he thought. Turning off the engine, he pulled the phone out and glanced at the lit up screen. The icon for "new text message" blinked at him from the menu bar. He smiled and thumbed through the commands until the message appeared.
R U hre yet?
He jerked his thumb over the keys and pressed, "Send."
Jst prkd. Whr r u?
He sent the message and exited his car careful as always to lock it up. Before he could turn to the elevator bank his phone buzzed again.
Food ct lev 3 nr Cinnabon.
He snickered and thumbed back quickly.
SINabon??? U Nwtygrl!
Her answer was swift.
U wish! ;-)~
He could not contain his chuckle as the elevator opened and he entered. Two women with strollers the size of SUVs stared at him as they exited. He rode up to level 3 and stepped out of the car. He was surprised at how quiet the mall seemed on a Tuesday morning. The place felt cavernous. Only a smattering of people was about. A few senior mall walkers showed off their power strides in polyester jogging suits, a couple more stroller moms. It was all very different from the weekend or holiday bustle that was the norm for him. Sean was usually in his studio painting at 11:30 am on any given weekday. Today? Well, today was a virgin experience for him. Ginger had suggested that he take off from working and meet her for lunch at the mall. He tried to convince her that a nice restaurant would be better but she insisted, and she insisted on meeting him there.
Bzzzt! He looked at his phone.
Whts keeping u?
I'm here. Don't see u.
He turned slowly surveying the food court area but did not see her. Bzzt!
But I c u. Tag u r it! Hint-library time.
Barnes & Noble!
He quickly headed for the down escalator. The bookstore was down a flight and on the far side of the mall from the food court. Frantically, he looked for her shiny brown hairdo or the wiggle of her compact butt all the while thumbing at his phone.
Tease!
He pressed send. As he approached the bookstore entrance his phone vibrated.
:)~ Nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah. The gmz afoot Sherlock.
Sean entered and headed straight for the mystery section. He saw a pert, petite figure turn down the aisle. He picked up his pace only to nearly knock over a perfect stranger.
"Oh, ah, excuse me," he said, his face rapidly turning red.
"Not at all," the attractive brunette answered, smiling at him with obvious interest.
Not many men his age wandering the mall on a weekday morning
. His blush deepened and the cell phone vibrated.
"Excuse me," he said. The brunette smiled invitingly and headed down the aisle, giving him a brief glance before exiting. Bzzzt!
Careful Romeo. Stp acting like a CHILD. Heehee
Quickly, he reconnoitered and found the children's books, an area with which he was unfamiliar. The place was lively with young mothers, nannies and toddlers crawling all over the rugged play area. Books were strewn from one end to the other and it was the noisiest place he had been since entering the mall, still, no sign of Ginger. His phone came to life at the exact instant the nearby elevator bell sounded.
U r not very good at this ru?
He looked over the railing of the mezzanine but could not see where the elevator let out. Heading for the stairs, the phone lit up again.
You Have New Picture Mail. Click Go/View to see now.
Sean flicked the control and stopped in his tracks when the image popped up. There was Ginger, face hidden by her hair in imitation of noir film actress, Veronica Lake. Her luscious curves, however, were on full display and decorated by a delectable red and black satin ensemble. The bra barely contained her 34 DD boobs and the red triangle of the g string did little to conceal the shape of her pussy lips.
Took this bout an hr ago at VS. U like?
He was getting better at texting on the run now.
Wht do u think?
He exited the bookstore and headed toward Victoria's Secret but before he got close the phone alerted him again.
I sed I ws thr an hr ago, silly. On way to Macy's now.
Macy's! Where? Thinking fast and with a painful pressure in his groin, he realized that the big store was clear over on the opposite end of the mall, again.
She's really enjoying herself.
Adjusting his pants as surreptitiously as he could, Sean high-tailed it across the mall again passing the mall walkers, mothers and nannies. He did his best to move quickly but also not bring notice to himself and the bulge in his pants.
Entering the big store on the first level, he looked around. He always enjoyed this floor. The perfume and make-up counters always seemed to have the best looking clerks and sales help. It was a voyeurs dream. He could look all he wanted to. All the women here were totally absorbed in the serious business of make-up and perfume. As long as he kept moving, no one ever noticed him ogling. Bzzzt!
Stop being a peeping tom or have you given up?
Just slightly distracted.
Was his quick answer.
Trying to make me jealous?
R u?
We'll c.
Sean began a methodic search of the first level. It seemed unlikely that she would hang out here but he had to be sure. Men's clothing was a ghost town and he did a very quick about face when a bored sales clerk saw commission potential and darted toward him.
No time for that now
. The other side of the main aisle held "Women's sizes (
read, Large)
and Petite.
Why do department stores torture these two categories by always placing them next to one another?
Ginger could have been in petite but a look from the main aisle proved that no one was shopping there today. The clerks stood at the register looking bored and tired. He headed to the escalator. Bzzzt!
You Have New Picture Mail. Click Go/View to see now.
This time the dressing room picture showed Ginger in a purple and black ensemble. Purple was her favorite color and rapidly becoming a favorite of Sean's. The message attached to the pic read.
Tkn 5 min.ago.
Lingerie was on the third level. The escalator ride seemed an eternity and the cramped feeling in Sean's pants now also felt damp. On the second escalator, he began to walk up the steps two and three at a time. The lingerie section was just to the right of the stairs. A quick look revealed the same empty space that seemed to permeate the mall that day. Thinking she must still be in the dressing room, he forced himself to slow his pace and act like a shopper. The single, middle aged clerk asked if she could help.
"Just browsing," he answered.
She left him to it but the emptiness of the area and the fact that he was defiantly very visible shopping for lingerie, made her suspicious enough to keep an eye on his movements. The clerk circled as he slowed near the dressing area. He was hoping to catch sight or sound of Ginger but before he got too close, the clerk was eying him from across a rack of bras. He smiled and left the area. Bzzt!!
Silly, u think I was waiting 4 u? I'm jst TRIPPNG along here. Btr hurry. I may get bored and go home.
Tripping, tripping? Trip. Travel. LUGGAGE!