The Stalker

A little humour /comedy, also some girl/girl implication


----


He watches her, like a stalker, well- almost like one. He hates it when people believe he is stalking, but there's nothing to be done, but admit it. Yes, he was stalking. But he is taking his time, this time to enjoy the sights and the sounds, taking the pleasure to watch her, acting like a child who watches another child lick the last ice cream gone.

Mary is fine-looking. She is kind and sweet, the kind of girl that most guys would adore, no - love to take home to their mothers. She would arrange the flowers in a vase and place it in the middle of the table, place tiny hearts of dew that drop from her fingertips or those tears, like diamonds that come out of her eyes, and bless them with a kind word. Smile pleasantly so across the room to the imaginary mothers that would love to have her as a daughter-in-law. She brings a smile to every kind soul she meets, giving away flowers before they wilt, sending warm and well wishes, places a hand over her chest, the pink and crest of her nipple pushing against the fabric—even when she's clueless- the way she doesn't understand why her body reacts the way it does.

He smiles. Little Mary is no longer little, but has grown up to be a fine-looking, kind, sweet, pleasant soul to look at, good enough, nay - more than good enough for any man and indeed - curvy enough for many to want.

He can't help but watch. He feels dirty for doing so, but as long as no one gets hurt. Shifting his eyes around, he sighs with great relief that the shadows kept him hidden.

He sees another emerging from the shadows, and as the new arrival steps into the light, he sees that it is the other girl, the one who wears leather pants, a choker around her neck, dark deep eyeliner, and spiky leathery bracelets. Those strange bindings which people usually purchase at some motorcycle or Harley Davidson store. Taking note of her muscled thighs - she obviously is quite a sportive young woman, so evident as she wore her pants too tight - almost, just almost, sexy enough.

He made an almost loud harumph.

Despite her Joan Jettish look, she was certainly not his type at all. Infact, disgust lined his face and he hoped that she would leave immediately. But this girl, this strange, spikey dark haired girl was always hanging around Mary. She wears her hair long, charcoal black, her dark lined eyes have this glare that is between a dagger and an engaging

She wears her hair long, charcoal black, her dark lined eyes have this glare that is between a dagger and an engaging caress. Dangerous, perhaps. He notices that the girl has been visiting Mary, a lot. He sighs, loudly, almost giving himself away from the depths of his own shadow, when this intruder suddenly leans in to kiss Mary fully on the mouth. She does not release her for long minutes. Their arms go round each other, the dark haired girl??s bolder hand cups a firm rump.

Mary??s back to his view, and he could see that the newcomer has opened her eyes fully to stare at him. He is shocked, going deeper into the shadows. He sees one last time her eyes--mischief and glinting of victory.

He is devastated.

He weeps silently as he turns away.

Lol

this is kind of appropriate:

I thought this was a serious thread. 😆 What's funny is that this reminds me of the woman I'm interested in because while I don't think she's being stalked, she certainly is being watched. While we are not yet in a relationship, I am jealous for her, however, if a relationship comes of it, I have calmed my tendencies because she's coming home with me. HA!

That aside, what inspired this?

Posted by 2N3R
I thought this was a serious thread. 😆 What's funny is that this reminds me of the woman I'm interested in because while I don't think she's being stalked, she certainly is being watched. While we are not yet in a relationship, I am jealous for her, however, if a relationship comes of it, I have calmed my tendencies because she's coming home with me. HA!

That aside, what inspired this?

I actually wrote this a long time ago. I thought it'd be nice to just share this.

But it does kind of ring true for a lot of women though. ^_~

Good thing she's coming home with you, and not the dozens that are stalking her. lmao

ops, i meant good thing you think that way! Positively = her coming home with you. heehee.

Jealousy is a hideous thing and an emotion I actually really don't like to feel(LOL, Taurus problems!). Also, a crappy incident that happened to me months ago courtesy of a jealous guy made me realize how unnecessary this is if I am actually confident and secure with what I have.

Regarding this piece, though it was creepy because of the implication of the age gap(I REALLY don't want to know what the difference is 😆), the description of her appearance and what she is doing is quite lovely.

Posted by 2N3R
Jealousy is a hideous thing and an emotion I actually really don't like to feel(LOL, Taurus problems!). Also, a crappy incident that happened to me months ago courtesy of a jealous guy made me realize how unnecessary this is if I am actually confident and secure with what I have.

Regarding this piece, though it was creepy because of the implication of the age gap(I REALLY don't want to know what the difference is 😆), the description of her appearance and what she is doing is quite lovely.

and that's what IMAGINATION does to you.

^_~

I thought this was a serious thread. 😆 What's funny is that this reminds me of the woman I'm interested in because while I don't think she's being stalked, she certainly is being watched. While we are not yet in a relationship, I am jealous for her, however, if a relationship comes of it, I have calmed my tendencies because she's coming home with me. HA!

Sorry but why are you jealous for her?

ops, i meant good thing you think that way! Positively = her coming home with you. heehee. Yeh I agree

lisabethur8- I like how you write its funny.

2N3R- Having calmed your tendencies has she come home with you?

Not yet, because neither of us has started talking to each other, but that was probably my fault for putting on a mean face when I misinterpreted what she was doing. It's up to me now, and I am ready to move things forward. I just won't be enraged when I see people drooling while staring at her because she's mine so there's no reason for me to worry.