As I walked through the mall, still aroused, I noticed my fellow shoppers showing signs of arousal themselves. Men adjusting their pants, women trying to hide the tiny points of their nipples from sight...those in pants trying to hide the growing moistness. You must be wondering why I hadn't figured it out by now. I just wasn't thinking about it. In my current state, I was in a slight state of euphoria. I felt wonderful, but not so much that I was completely oblivious to my surroundings.
"X'hal, there are certainly some horny people out today," I thought to myself, giggling. I was starting to get very turned on myself. ...I was turned on before, but I was getting VERY turned on. In fact...I decided that it would benefit me to purchase some panties. The ones I had on were soaked.
As I said earlier, my mind wasn't exactly running at full power. I struggled to remember exactly why I had come to the mall in the first place. My constant arousal, the damp panties, and the fact that I had a new dress to try on kept interfering with my thought process. And yet I still didn't consider that something strange was going on. It was common, actually, for the person in question to be in a state of denial throughout the entire duration. The theory is that they simply didn't want to believe that the wonderful feelings they were having woulld go away in time.
I resolved at that point to deal with one or two of my distractions before continuing to try and remember the purpose of this mall visit. The question was, which one do I deal with? |