I see you through the crowd. Long auburn hair stands out, amongst the sea of shorter mostly blonder contemporaries. I stay back, watching you wander aimlessly along the main mall corridor. I watch you move left or right to close in and inspect an interesting store window that catches your attention.
You're wearing light blue faded capris, and a red T-shirt, with some snappy saying on it. On your shoulder a dark colored bag, larger than just a purse. Sometimes you let it fall to your hand and carry it that way, as if it's something you tolerate, not a permanent part of your outfit. The T-shirt is long and covers half your ass, I still focus on the sway of your hips as you lazily flit here and there. You are absolutely gorgeous, a vision in anything. Naked or casual, you captured my attention and held it so long ago.
I see your interest in a store on your right. You pause in front, studying the display windows. then saunter inside. I move to see which store you entered, and see it's a lingerie store. Hmm. I make a quick decision and follow you in, making sure you don't see me. I stalk along the opposite side of the store. You seem to be looking at bras and panties. I see you grab a couple sets and head to the changing rooms. I follow, slipping in unnoticed after you close the door on a changing stall.
There's noise coming from one other stall at the other end. I see your shoes under the near one as you take them off. Followed by your capri's. You bend again facing away from the door to remove your panties. I move quickly to open the door, you are rising up with your panties in your hand as I grab them from you and envelop you from behind. You start to say something, as I grab your arms from behind, and shove your panties in your opening mouth. Restrained by both arms, you stomp my sneakers with your bare feet in an effort to loosen my grip. I yank your arms back and together crossing them behind you painfully. You stop struggling momentarily.
"This is for your own good." I whisper into your ear.
Your breath catches in your throat, as the realization hits you. You stare into my eyes in the mirror before you. Your shocked piercing green, penetrating my deep blue.
"Yes, my sweet. It's me. I'm here to give you what you need." To your soul.
You are still frozen, staring into me, more shocked I think, than anything. I turn you around so your facing the door. It's partly open, though sheilding most of the stall from view. I pull you up and into me, while opening the door with my foot. I feel you stiffen and attempt to verbally protest, or scream for help. All is lost in your damp panties in your mouth. I grab your hair in one hand, pulling your head up, as I reach down and quickly unzip my pants. You are naked from the waist down your T-shirt barely covering your shaven pussy.