She looked down at her sandals and then back up surprised to suddenly see him standing before her. ‘Oh!’ she uttered in a small voice. ‘I didn�...t see you….I mean…I saw you of course, but…’ and then she burst into giggles. Her face was still blushing a deep pink. Everything she had practiced in the restroom went flying out of her brain and she no longer felt like a strong, assured woman meeting her lover, but more like a shy school girl running into her crush in the school cafeteria. Suddenly,. You think it’s odd, but maybe it’s the auto-freshener. You walk into the changing room and you see the pink towels and lilac sports bags. You stop. Again, you can’t be arsed to think it through and begin to get changed. You can hear the water sprinkling in the showers and while you want to get pumped up, you really want to get that hot water in your hair and all over your body later. You think of that chilled glass of fresh orange juice you’re going to have in the gym bar afterwards. You’re. " You know what Dad told me then? He told me that this was the most private places you could come to. No one would ever bother you in one of these rooms for any reason. No one could see or hear what you were doing, because it wasn't their business to know. I thought that was pretty cool." I guess so. And that is true. They wouldn't come in here for any reason, unless maybe they thought someone was in here alone and they might have died or something." Carly suddenly noticed a wicked grin on her. Some days I’d watch hours of these video clips until I was a complete mess but I continued to obey and secretly hoped that he’d tell me to return to the mall someday soon. It was a full 2 weeks after my last trip to the mall that I received an interesting message from daddy:“Under your work clothes wear your white lacy corset with white fishnet stockings. Take your pink 6” heels, red wig and false nails in a bag with you. I’ll message you later” Obediently I got dressed as instructed, my.