In small towns across America the kids hang out at fast food joints. In big cities it’s the clubs. For suburban America, at least in MY childhood, m...lls were the place to be.Not anymore.I went to the local mall the other day. I had to. The battery in my watch died and a jeweler there could replace it in a minute flat for only $15.It was sad.The mall was nearly deserted. The hallways were dark and eerily quiet. Many of the stores had closed, and those that were open were not the kind of stores. I lasted longer this second time. When I was just building to my second cum I realised that Laura's moaning had changed to a shriek as she came again. I could not hold back any longer; I pumped my second load into her cunt.I don't remember anything after that until I woke next morning. I slowly realised that I was sharing my bed with two other bodies. I was on my side spooned against Laura's back. My hand was resting lightly on her breast. There was someone else behind me. His or her arm was. . For some reason this meeting felt different. “Just to let you know, I heard you talking to the guys about what you wanted to do to me, how you would, how did you put it?” Shit! “ Erm erm I don’t know what you mean” “I think you do” her voice stern, her hand reaching in the top draw of her desk her leg tapped mine the material of her boots hitting me, one hand slowly, teased one of the gloves she had pulled out, finger by finger stretching the shiny leather until it encased her whole hand. “I. I promised her I would never speak a word to anyone about us, I told her I loved her and never wanted to spoil what we had started. My promise to keep quiet seemed to reassure Mum, so with a kiss, she said we had better start trimming the hedgerow outside in the garden.wrapping my arms around her and kissing her passionately. A short while laterBecause of my young age, she made me swear I would not tell anyone about what had gone on between us. To drive the point home she told me she could be.