Where else can a teenager go to hangout, without being harassed by her parents or other adults? The mall was it if you were over 16 but not yet 18, and able to go to bars, and other fun places. And especially if you were a teen who had blossomed early, and already had a firm set of tits, and a nice round ass to attract attention. There were always lots of other teens to hang with, and some cute guys, and even some older guys, with cars and money.

Christina loved to show off, and especially loved to get attention from older guys, as she fantasized about maybe running off with one of them, and getting away from her parents, who were strict and religious- a bad combination in her opinion.

Christi, as she preferred, had to change when she got to the mall, as her mom would have freaked

Rachel had just finished up with her last appointment. She was anxious to get home and relax. Her co-worker had done most of the closing duties in a rush to leave. Despite the rules Rachel excused her to go home as all that had to be done is to close out the till. Sara left as Rachel went to the back office to close out.

As Rachel sat she heard the chime of the door. She thought maybe Sara had forgotten something until she heard a subtle”hello”. This was a male voice. Rachel stood up and walked out to tell the customer they were closed. She just wanted to crawl in bed and pass out. As she turned the corner her jaw dropped. There stood the sexiest man she had ever laid eyes on. He stood 6’2” , 200 lbs with dishwater blonde hair and stunning green eyes. His style was casual but classy.

(This story was inspired by and is a tribute to “Grocery Boy’s Helping Hand” by Omega Prime, one of my favorite erotic stories.)


Marc’s story began with an unexpected shift at work. He had gotten a call from his manager at the store asking if he could fill in after school. Marc agreed, having nothing else planned and wanting the extra spending money. At 15 the after-school job suited him well.

His shift had ended and he was ready to go home. Unfortunately his mother wasn’t answering her phone. He had tried calling three times but to no avail. He sighed deeply. Apparently he would be walking home, a fairly long walk from the store. And to make matters worse it had been raining heavily all day. As he stood there contemplating this frustrating turn of events, he heard a voic