I Am Not Shy I'm Just Stalking My Prey
It all started one morning catching the train to work, this woman sat in the seat in front of me and as she flicked her hair back it touched my face
I sat starting at her beautiful long hair, the colour, the length, the style I even leaned forward to smell her beautiful hair, to my surprise I saw her again the next day in a different seat on the train I sat as close as I could to her and the next 30 min just looking and wanting to touch her hair and face, I stayed on the train and followed her after she got off the train in the city and now know where she works and buys her morning coffee, I made sure if I didn't see her on the train I would make sure I'm outside her work building watching as she walks in, so beautiful in a short skirt, heels but I need more
The next few times I saw her on the train I would sit as close as I could get and take her photo with my phone, trying to pretend I'm playing games but really taking her photo, I have plenty of her beautiful feet and toes in heels, her beautiful legs, her face and eyes and hair I even have her as my screen saver on my phone
Within a week I started to follow her as she left work I now know where she lives, I have even started taking photos of her house, I wonder what it looks like inside, her bedroom, her bathroom where she washes that beautiful body
My next task is I need to cut a piece of her hair I have 2 options to snip a bit as it hangs over the train seat and hope nobody notices or maybe try to cut a piece as she sleeps at night
This obsession is getting out of control I feel I need to tell her my obsession or I could end up doing something that might change both our lives
I sat starting at her beautiful long hair, the colour, the length, the style I even leaned forward to smell her beautiful hair, to my surprise I saw her again the next day in a different seat on the train I sat as close as I could to her and the next 30 min just looking and wanting to touch her hair and face, I stayed on the train and followed her after she got off the train in the city and now know where she works and buys her morning coffee, I made sure if I didn't see her on the train I would make sure I'm outside her work building watching as she walks in, so beautiful in a short skirt, heels but I need more
The next few times I saw her on the train I would sit as close as I could get and take her photo with my phone, trying to pretend I'm playing games but really taking her photo, I have plenty of her beautiful feet and toes in heels, her beautiful legs, her face and eyes and hair I even have her as my screen saver on my phone
Within a week I started to follow her as she left work I now know where she lives, I have even started taking photos of her house, I wonder what it looks like inside, her bedroom, her bathroom where she washes that beautiful body
My next task is I need to cut a piece of her hair I have 2 options to snip a bit as it hangs over the train seat and hope nobody notices or maybe try to cut a piece as she sleeps at night
This obsession is getting out of control I feel I need to tell her my obsession or I could end up doing something that might change both our lives
