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Dear Diary,

Today, I had quite the adventure! I knew that it would be something worthy of writing about when I read my horoscope for today. “New oppurutnities await when you're willing to take the initiative." Well, I had always been planning on trying this out for awhile now, and since I got that big fat check for my birthday, I knew I had to finally give it ago.

I love the mall. Really, I do. There are just so many stores there that can fit my various styles. I just needed to make sure I picked the right one for the catch I was trying to make. Riding down from the escalator, I could see some of my targets: bored men of every breed spending their lunch hour at the food court, only to break from the mundane to see a cute girl pass their way. What flavor to choose today, though? That's when a rather gothy chick passed by some of them, keeping an eye on her phone, even as she turned heads. That's the look I needed, and I knew just the store to go to.

The woman at the counter was pierced up and pale—just the right look for me. I giggled and walked right past her towards the sections of the store that wasn't allowed to display to anyone outside. Oh, there were many toys there, indeed, and I was getting an idea to maybe use some of them, but no. I was on a mission,and that mission meant I needed to keep all holes open for maximum usability.

I passed by them, letting the temptation fade away until I made it towards the racks of collars. So many of them. There were thick and thin, spiked and punctured, but I settled on a simple black one, a choker that I wrapped tightly around my neck. Around the front was this lovely little locket in the shape of a broken heart.

I needed more accessories than that. I passed by a mannequin with fishnets and striped black and purple stockings. I bit my lip at the sight and immediately had to grab some in my size. The way the leggings and sleezes clung to me was quite wonderful, indeed. The socks even had seperate pockets for each of my toes, allowing me to wiggle them and show off.

I needed to finish off the look with an outfit that would knock them away. I found it—a frilly dress, but black and purple to match the socks. I ran right into the back room and slipped into it, leaving all my old clothes there. I wouldn't need them where I was going.

When I got to the front, the cashier quirked a pierced eyebrow in my direction. I smiled towards her with my pink lips and asked. “Hey there. What shade are you using?"

She pointed behind me to the makeup rack. I giggled and turned toward her, asking “wanna help me get that look?" I held up that fat stack of cash and she shrugged.

I stepped out of the store a couple hundred dollars poorer, but looking like a fashionable ghoul. The frilly black dress and the corset underneath helped perk me up, and the black eyeliner and lipstick made me look paler and distant. I didn't care that it was bad luck—I took an umbrella as well to complete that look and walked along the rest of the mall, keeping the corner of my eye out for any male gaze.

And wow, did the male gaze really hit me. Everyone was staring, but that's not enough, diary. You know I needed to hook someone—to really make this trip worth it.

That's why I waited until it was late—when the mall was getting ready to close, before I headed down to the subway stop int he basement. After all, only the most desperate and depraved of men would want to stay that late in the city. It was an hour when their spirits were emboldended with drink, and their desperation made the air heavy with their lust. Oooh, I'm shuddering just thinking about describing what happened!

I stepped out of the mall and into the subway terminal. My card passed through the checkpoint with a loud beep, but even before I could hear that second beep, I heard his footsteps and his heavy breathing behind me. I hadn't seen him my whole way through the mall, or had I seen him? I didn't know at that point. But, what I did know was that my ploy had worked, and now we were the only two people getting on that train. Where was it going? Oooh, far away from home, indeed! I sat right down, keeping my legs spread, so that only the bottom of my skirt would cover between my legs. Remember when I said I left all my other clothes behind? I meant it! I was ready for some stranger to make himself known, but he sat behind me, keeping his eyes on me and waiting for the perfect moment. Would he come for me? Would he ravage me? Or would I have to egg him own a bit more?

Of course he wasn't brave enough. Well, I was 'alone' in that train. I might as well make the use of that time, right? I let my fingers travel down along my body and curl up that skirt of mine. I let them go up and underneath, fishnet-clad hands going into my skirt and playing down there between my legs. I let my breath get haggard. I let my lips pass a soft moan out. It was there to be a show for him—to make him unable to resist my siren call.

And you know what…?

It fucking worked!