On my way home from a long day of work, I'd always head to the old mall. Not for much of a reason. Walking around the building and looking through what stores were still left over helps me decompress. After parking, I cut through the food court, making my way down the stairs to the main district. I take a quick look around, peeking into stores, not paying much attention. I eventually make my way by FYE, and through the glass, I see her. A small woman with jetblack hair, a blue skirt, and a white t shirt. Timidly, she was trying her best to buy a couple of punk rock CDs, and once the purchase was finished, she looked down and sprinted out of the door, running directly into me. She looks up, dark eyes shining with tears, and begins apologizing. But halfway through her statement, she stops, just staring at me. A small smile forms on her face, and she blushes, embarrassed. Grabbing my sleeve, she comes close and asks if she could come with me. Seems a little strange, but I would oblige. We'd make our way around the mall, her never leaving my side. After grabbing some snacks, we make our way to the west wing. This place was abandoned, the main attraction being a Sears that closed years ago. We head towards the back of the hall and settle in the seating alcove under the stairs. We sit and talk for a minute, her shyly answering my questions. Then I realize. I never asked her her name. She looks up at me, a bit of confusion in her eyes, but after a short struggle, she answers. Alice. A beautiful name. She blushes, grabs my hand, and while looking at the floor, starts rambling. She admits she's been watching me for a long time and that she's in love with me. She looks up, and her almost black eyes seem to stare right into my soul. She asks if I love her, and before I can even speak, she asks to get married. Before I can muster up a response, she hugs me quickly, excitement bubbling, and starts jumping up and down. After a few giggles, she calms and sits back down next to me. She twiddles her thumbs for a moment and looks back to me. Now that we're married, there's one last thing to do. She smiles, climbs to the top of her seat, steadying her back against the wall, and spreads her legs. There's no resisting this. I step forward and kiss her, my left hand reaching up her shirt, playing with her flat chest. With my right hand, I undo my pants and pull her panties to the side. I lay my cock on the entrance to her pussy, and thrust inside. I lean in, kissing her harder while she chokes out moans in between. Our lovemaking starts getting more intense, and the sounds of our moans and pounding filled the west wing. But no care was given. We were lost in each other's passion. Reaching my climax, I pick her up from the wall, and after some rapid thrusts, I cum deep inside of her. I set her back down, and we take our seats, both gasping for breath. After calming down a bit, Alice giggles, her dreams fulfilled, and leans on my shoulder. We dress, share one last deep kiss, and make our way back to my home. Together forever.