Where was she? I never come to the mall alone so she had to be out here. I did not remember how I got to the mall. I wondered if I been drinking earl...er? Usually I did need to have a few stiff drinks to work up my nerve. Even then my wife Ann had to drag me shopping. I start getting nervous the minute she says " Betty? I saw this sale on the nicest dress for you." She loves to have me shop with her. She always gets a kick out of the way no one suspects my true gender. Even the few times when a. She repeated the action of placing her left leg on the chair rail but instead of rolling the stocking down her legs, she placed her hands on either side and slid the stocking free grabbing it as it slid free. Taking an end in either hand she twirled and danced around using the stocking as a ribbon, dragging it over and across various parts of her body before tossing it aside. Revealing her back to me once again, Diane reached behind her undoing the clasps on her bra allowing the ends to drop. .. something." Internal monologue?" she offered.He nodded. "That's it. The thoughts that you think, I can't hear them. But I can feel which parts of your brain you are using. It's like, if you want to do something with your hands, all I can tell is that you're thinking about your hands. There's a big part of your brain that controls your hands. But I don't know what it is you want to do. Like, I don't know if you want to cast a spell, write something, or fondle me." He glanced down at her. ."You looking for someone?" I turn to my right and there she is, leaning up against the pillar smoking a cigarette. Her hair, long black, satin dress and evening gloves glistened in the light. As I looked at her in her purple lipstick, stricken by her beauty, I found myself lost for words.Girl:"You weren't looking for me were you?"Me:"Well no, I was just...you know, checking my surroundings before I head to my car."Girl:"Oh yeah?" You worried some crazy person might get you?"Me:"Hey, you can.