There was still a product tagattached to them with a piece of plastic. I didn't have any scissors onme. I didn't want to tear the panties by just ripp...ng the plastic tieout. I grasped both ends of the tie and yanked with all my strength andthe tie snapped in two. The panties were now ready to wear.I leaned over and stepped into the panties. I slowly pulled them upenjoying the feeling of the lace sliding over my nylon covered legs. Theypassed the thigh highs and I felt the elastic lace stretch. In the food court I found another twenty or so people. Some looked as though they might be walkers on a scheduled break and some looked as though they might be mall employees waiting to start work. The workers being only marginally better dressed.For the first time since I left the sandbox, I had a routine at least part of the day. For must of a week, I had walked at the mall after breakfast at Hardee's. I knew that if I was in a high risk environment, any routine would have been totally. .. ohmygod ... OHMYGOD ... SHIT ... FUCKKKKKKKKKK!"Mom's climax finally peaked then and she was blubbering incoherently as I continued pounding my cock hard and deep into her. Never had I heard my mother say any of the words she had been screaming out but now they seemed natural for her. My balls were getting full and I didn't want to over due it on my first chance at my mom's fine pussy, so I worked her back up and moaned to her, "Oh god, Robin, I'm going to cum! You're making me cum inside. I miss lounging on the couch with you and being able to vent. I really miss my best friend right now. Sorry, I realised I just ranted about me the whole time. How has the move went? Have you sweet talked Kevin into giving you the biggest room? I can’t wait to see it after Christmas. I better get going, it’s 1am here and I need to get up early tomorrow. I hope your love life is doing better than mine. Actually, I can’t wait until I hear another one of your stories – it’s the only thrill I.