Then we hit Topanga Plaza.This place was huge! Now one thing we lacked in Idaho was shopping malls like this. So nothing prepared me when I moved here...for the sheer scale that they took shopping here in LA. 2 and 3 story malls, which seemed to be a quarter-mile from end to end, with 3-6 major department stores in addition to all the little shops.But I was not going to enjoy this trip by actually shopping with the girls. They guided me over to the food court which overlooked the ice skating. If nothing else she would finally get to see Colette and Susan’s twats on full display.As it was she didn’t have long to wait. Ray had left the office along with a disgruntled Rebecca who knew that the office would be seeing a lot more naughtiness before the night was done. In the absence of male company, Susan and Colette were eager to try having a pee in the company archives, Zara being all too happy to oblige in joining them. The first question was if the two younger girls were able to pee. Off the drawing room was a bedroom with a balconied veranda overlooking the park, a large four poster bed and built in wardrobes, and off this there were two little rooms – a boudoir equipped with dressing tables and a toilette complete with bath and the latest flushing crapper. I definitely wanted some of this, and to hell with getting a caned arse, it had to be worth it!I tried to question Sara, but she put her fingers to her lips and hushed me. I had to make do with my observation that both. My urge, now, was ta leave town an' head north. I don't know why, but I had a hunch that the mysterious stranger had headed in that direction. As I rode out of town, I had half my mind workin' on comin' up with a way ta shield myself from discovery an' the other half workin' on tryin' ta find my nemesis. Hell, I was probably too distracted ta do a decent job with either one!I was about two miles north of Hopper Creek when I suddenly got a blast of recognition. The man I was chasin' was only.