Poop

She was petite, so so beautifully midget. Her blonde hair ever so blonde, was like a glistening aureate rose standing out amongst a field. Her name was charlotte, but I had never talked to her, she smelled like candy, but I had never smelled her, with whisker so cushy, yet always out of my clutch. I knew everything about this miss, my love, my liveliness. And still she did n't even recognize me, did n't see my hard work. The total of clock time I spent watching, learnedness, memorizing, her every move did n't intend a damn matter to her. I loved her and she has to eff this. Today she will have a go at it today she will experience, today is the day I show her that I am not just some guy she sees at the shopping centre, no I 'm much more than that, I 'm in love, today she will bonk

It was a Sabbatum afternoon, the even malarky was blowing from the eastward with a mild chill that seemed to serve with the nerves, and as every hebdomad there was Queen City, in the same clothes depot at the Sami time I had to get to my movement, I walked into the store. Made my way through the isle until I saw her the tightlipped I 've ever been to her, wow ! I was so nervous. I walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder, she turns around brushing her decadent feel across my hale body. I stutter the words out `` I see you here every calendar week, and your super cute and can I have your phone number, please '' her face changed from a polite smile to a some what surprised look, and said `` I 'm dingy your a cute guy and I 've seen you around her too, but my electric cell phone I broke right now I ca n't give it to you ... '' Those words echoed in his head, `` I ca n't give it to you '' `` commit it to you '' `` to you '' `` you '', I was the problem, she hates me, after all the time and effort and all my braveness she hates me, how daring her she will pay for this, she has to pay for this `` but Charlotte.. '' She interrupts `` how do you sleep with my name ? '' He simply walk away, knowing the fault of his error. When he finally arrived home he could n't stop thinking about it, what did I do wrong he thought to himself, surely she knew he watched her she must induce enjoyed it, what if I 'm not the only one, that slut ! That fucking whore ! There are probably a C guys that are exactly like me, I have to claim her inaugural, I ca n't let anyone use up her away from me, she 's mine and mine alone and nobody can shift that, not even her.

I watched her everyday after that even more so than the past few years, I learned everything. Her work agenda, sleeping agenda and what affected each and every task she completed everyday of the week. I do n't know how long that flow was, after she rejected me, a week. A month, a year, non the LE the day came like a gun jibe, agile loud and powerful, when I knew that the fourth dimension to concede my sexual love to her was upon my. There was something conjuring trick about this day that made it different from every former day of my liveliness, something changed in me, a quite equanimity, unlike anything I 'd ever get, a sort of joy, yet sorrowfulness for the change I was going to invoke on my own being. I was anxious to say the least. I saw her at the shopping center in the article of clothing fund, as always was her function, however her admirer did not accompany her this clock time, maybe it was a house, maybe it was God helping me with me one goal in life story, for Charlotte to love me and to be with her for the rest of our lives. I waited like a cougar or to a greater extent like a frighten away cat attacking a peacock butterfly for her. As she exited the vesture depot her next plosive speech sound would be ice cream, a few doors down, today was a hot Saturday afternoon and it seemed like everyone had the Same musical theme as her, I would r gross she got in the enormous line that I could see her waiting about 30 min, before giving up on ice cream. I knew it was time, I walked underground where the cars are parked, I rarely drove to this mall it was hardly a base on balls from my household, but so very long for her, 23 min no traffic, unless she was late she could ca-ca it in 19. But she did n't like to force back too fast, she did have a pelt a key box underneath her driver side fearing which she kept in guinea pig of an exigency. As I reached under the car it was gone, it just was n't there, I was frustrated, and angry with Queen City, I took a step back. Oh ! Her license scale is 5hdr897, this was n't even her car. 20 min had past looking for the key and car, I now had 10 would I puddle it, I ran to the early side where I could clearly read her home base, I need to pull it together, those kinda mistake are gon na get me pick up. I made it grabbed the key opened the trunk threw the key back in the box and closed my ego in the trunk space, she never put her bags in the trunk but I side to the very back just in case today was different. I waited what seemed an timelessness for her, but eventually I heard the car unlock and as was her usual routine stroke the bagful in the rearwards turn the music all the way up. Now as for nearly cable car I do n't know if the torso is well-heeled, but this one was, maybe it was that I was finally living my dream, I knew that the trunk had I back seat admission, I had done my research as we stopped, 23 and a half minuets of riding in that car I knew we were there. I heard her car door open and she grabbed the bags out I opened the back seat and the passenger side door and synchronized the doorway closing with her. I followed her up to the threshold. Stealthily I made my way inside the sign of the zodiac not through the door, but in the most depraved and disgusting way possible ... To be continued