| Secret Admirer, Chapter Two I drove to the mall as quickly as I could and still make it there safely. It was a Friday and the lot was practically full, so I had to park in one of the most remote spots there. As I got out of my car and locked it up, my cell phone beeped at me, notifying me of an incoming text message. It was listed as ‘unknown’ on the ID. I started to get a little frightened by this and almost changed my mind and get back in my car and drive away as fast as I could. But something inside me still wanted to know who my secret admirer was. Throwing caution to the wind, I flipped open my Razr and read the message anxiously. Another clue awaits I had to smile as I realized that I would really have to work to unmask my admirer. I closed my phone and shoved it into my purse as I sprinted the distance to the mall entrance of Sears. I quickly weaved around other shoppers and made it out into the corridor lined with shops and also had mini stores throughout selling a variety of high pressure items such as jewelry and cell phones, some vending machines also lined the center of the corridor. I navigated my way through the busy mall to the other side and managed to make it into the Piccadilly restaurant and find the ladies room. There were a couple of women there already; one was occupying the first stall while the other was freshening up at the sinks. Trying my best to act normal, I casually made my way to the handicapped stall, slipping inside and locking the door. I turned and sat on the toilet, not bothering to raise my skirt and lower my panties since I really didn’t need to go. Looking around the stall, I noticed something sticking out of the cardboard roll of the toilet paper next to the toilet. It was another poem. A secret place I gasped at this latest clue and someone knocked on the door, asking if I were alright. “I’m fine; just…ummm…rough paper,” I lied. This seemed to satisfy the woman on the other side of the door as she walked away. As I refolded the poem, I noticed a PS posted on the other side of it. Your gift is behind you. I got up from the toilet and looked all around it. There was a small box, wrapped with a single pink bow. I picked it up and, with shaking hands; I removed the bow and removed the top. What I saw made my heart skip a beat as I realized, for the first time since this whole thing began that my secret admirer…was a girl. For, inside the box, was a pair of pink Hanes Girl’s tagless panties, size 6. As I held them up to examining them closer, I noticed that they had been recently worn and the scent was all too familiar. The girl who had worn these panties had masturbated in them recently. Eagerly, I lifted them up to my face and inhaled deeply, sighing softly. I carefully put the panties back in their box and stuffed it into my purse, straightened my skirt and leaving the stall and the ladies room. In a brisk, steady pace, I made my way over to the Auntie Anne's. Once there, I looked around to see if I could finally find the girl who was putting me through the paces around the mall. Still no signs of her. Shrugging, I went up to the counter and ordered an almond pretzel. After paying the teen girl behind the counter, I picked up a napkin, turned and looked around as I took a bite. Across from Auntie Anne’s was a Victoria’s Secret. Remembering the last poem, I stepped across the dining area provided for the food court, I stepped up to the entrance of Victoria’s and peered inside. I finished up my pretzel and wiped off my hands of the salt and almond dust before entering. There were all kinds of lingerie, bra and panty sets and other sensual and sexy clothing. I milled around, checking out some of the more risqué dresses and lingerie when I spotted the panty section. I went there and began rummaging though some bikini-styles when I found yet another note in the bottom of the display. Looking around to see if anyone was watching me. Picking up the envelop the note was placed it, I opened it and pulled out the note which read: Many rooms Looking around quickly again, I picked up a few panties in my size and casually made my way to the changing rooms in the back of the store. Finding room Three, I did one finally survey of my surroundings but there was no sign of my girl anywhere. I slipped inside and placed the handful of panties on one of the benches inside and sat on the other, eyeing myself in the mirror thinking how silly this whole thing was. I looked to the door expecting her to come in, when my cell phone notified me of another message. Take a deep breath Feeling like a school girl waiting for a first date to arrive, I giggled to myself and closed my eyes, fidgeting anxiously in my seat. It felt like an eternity as I sat there in darkness and, except for the few sounds of women coming and going outside, it was quiet. Suddenly, I heard the door open and close, then the lock was engaged. I heard and felt movement near me as my heart nearly beat out of my chest. I felt a soft hand tenderly touch my face. I opened my eyes and was greeted by the all too familiar face of Beth. She was lightly biting her bottom lip as she blushed and stood there, her shyness still visible, hands behind her back and head tilted to one side. “Beth?” I gasped softly. “This was all you?” “Surprised?” she asked shyly. I think we both gulped at the same time as our eyes finally met I could tell that Beth was almost in tears from the fear of being rejected after all the effort she put into this little game she created. For me? “Why, yes dear,” I replied, collecting myself from the surprise she had given me. “How…how long have you…felt this way about me?” “I dunno,” she answered, nervously teetering from foot to foot. “Since… since the fi…first time…I saw you, I guess.” “That’s so…sweet, dear.” I told her. “You…you’re not mad at me?” She asked, wringing her hands in front of herself. “Mad?” I almost laughed. “Why on Earth would you think that?” “Be…because of…you know…the game?” “Not at all, sweetie.” I replied. “It was fun. What made you think of this game?” “I was…afraid…to tell you, you know. How I felt about you. I had to be sure that I…” Then Beth covered her face and turned away, feeling ashamed and embarrassed. I reached out and gently pulled her to me and hugged her, stroking her hair and shushing her softly. “It’s ok, dear. You did nothing wrong.” I assured her as she started to cry on my shoulder. “In fact, I’m honored that you feel so strongly for me.” “You…you do? You don’t think I’m being silly?” She whimpered. I pulled her back at arm’s length and gazed lovingly into her eyes and gave her a smile. “Beth, don’t ever let anyone tell you you’re silly for having feelings for someone. It’s totally natural. You are the sweetest, if not the shyest, girl I know.” With that, I pulled her close and gave her a light kiss on the cheek. This made her blush even more as she wrapped her arms around me and buried her head in my right shoulder and held me tight. My hands started caressing her back and I placed little kisses on the nape of her neck. As I got closer to her ear, I felt her moan softly into my shoulder and she started to tremble a little, hugging me tighter. “Everything’s going to be alright, sweetie.” I assured her between kisses. “We have a lot to…discuss. But not here.” “Whe…where shall we go, Ms. Radnick?” she asked shyly. “Please, Beth…call me Michelle.” I corrected. “At least when we’re not in school. As for where, where would you like to go?” “There’s a place out at the lake that I go to to be alone when Mom and I go there. It’s at the boathouse on the North shore.” “That sounds absolutely romantic.” I cooed. “But, we need to make pick up some stuff at the store so we can have a picnic also. Would you like that, Beth?” “Oh, yes please, Ms…errr…Michelle.” She giggled and clapped her hands together. “I would love that.” I looked out the door to see if there was anyone nearby that would see us leave the changing room together. Luckily, the coast was clear and I led Beth out of Victoria’s. We made our way out of the mall we raced to my car and she beat me to it. Both of use were a panting from the sprint as I got my keys out to unlock the door. As I buckled Beth in and went around the front of the car, I noticed a suspicious envelope under my left wiper blade. Looking through the windshield at Beth, cocking an eyebrow and a smile, I removed the envelope and got in next to her. “You have been busy, sweetie.” I giggled as I started to open it. “Not yet, Michelle.” She pleaded softly. “It’s for when we got to the boathouse.” “Where did you learn all this romantic stuff from?” I asked as I started the car and backed out of the parking spot and headed out of the mall and towards the grocery store. “I learned the game from my Mom…” She replied. “And her girlfriend.” You could have knocked me over with a feather. To be continued… |