Cassandra decided to step out of her office and do some patrols to stretch her legs a bit. It would also give her an excuse to check out all of the different stores and exhibits so she could determine just how magical they actually were.
Strutting around the mall in her tight latex security uniform as she surveyed her surroundings certainly did turn a couple heads. She figured a lot of the stares were due to all of the squeaking her pants made as she walked, but then again they were rather skintight. Even though she was covered her uniform didn’t leave much of anything to the imagination. Heck, if she didn’t have a bra on underneath her shirt then her nipples would be poking tents in the spandex.
Of course most of the customers Cassandra saw were teenagers and twenty-somethings. Occasionally she did see a few children with their parents but that surprisingly wasn’t often. Not that she minded because that just meant less rugrats getting into trouble to deal with, but it still surprised her a little bit.