Tamara

By Amicus

A walk in the mall leads to an unforgettable romantic encounter. Two people meet in the strangest way, learn about each other, know each other, the good and bad things leading to a May-December relationship with emotional highs and lows. The onset of adulthood inevitably brings the dawning awareness of sexuality and the struggle to put it into proper perspective with internalized values For Tamara, the final passage into womanhood brings joy, not guilt; pleasure, not shame.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Jan 15, 2015
• ISBN: 9781312838772

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Tamara

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by Amicus

I seldom go to the mall. I can’t even remember the last time. But I saw an advertisement in a local newspaper for a smoke shop that was selling cartons of cigarettes for several dollars less than I usually paid. The shop was somewhere in the mall. I stopped at a large sign containing an internal map of the place and found I was headed in the correct direction.

It wasn’t that I hated shopping malls—although I rather did. They were always filled with noisy young people hustling and bustling and jabbering every which way. I had taken my children to various malls many times when they were young. Back then they seemed to love the activity, the environment and they often went during their teen years just to hang out, These days I hear they window shop, and actually don’t end up buying anything.

I didn’t recognize many of the stores; the GAP, Old Navy, and… Bo Jangles? All new to me. I was used to Sears and JC Penny and K-mart, as my kids used to say. I kept glancing from side to side, reading store names and then looking ahead to see if I could spot a sign for The Old Tinderbox smoke shop I was looking for.

That’s when I spotted a very pretty, actually sexy, young girl. Tall, lithe, short skirt, lovely thighs low cut top, and perky little breasts just screaming to be set free. Long flowing reddish blonde hair finished her off. I sighed deep. Except for the hair color she could have doubled for my youngest daughter. The similarity was so close I kept my eyes on her a moment longer than was appropriate for an older man my age.

I was pretty much in the center of the walkway, maybe fifteen or twenty feet away from her, not close enough to really see but I could tell she wasn’t all smiley faced. She kept glancing somewhat nervously, looking from side to side and over her shoulder, as she left a women’s clothing store. She’d taken only a few steps away from the entrance when a uniformed man and woman rushed rapidly through the door behind her and snatched the girl’s arms up in their hands. She was startled and terrified all in the same moment.

Damn! I thought to myself. I was pretty sure of what was happening and I hated to see it. I don’t think I even broke step; I just swung my outside foot across in front of me and strode quickly up to her. Hi, Sweetie, sorry I am late. I forgot which store you were in. Ah, can I help you folks?

The girls eyes were wide and frightened, her mouth quivering like she was about to burst into tears. I received a hard look from the two security guards.

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