AntonTovaras
Really Really Experienced
- Joined
- Sep 8, 2012
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She made it home before he could get in place, and he scowled at the message and let his phone drop on the seat of the car beside him. Though he was less than a mile from her house, the traffic was crawling, and he knew he'd need time to get himself situated before he got her started on anything.
On the up side, though, she couldn't stop thinking of him. He wondered what she'd think if she knew he was stalking her. He looked at the message again, and thought, if I can't watch her, at least we can chat a little. He glanced ahead and saw that the traffic showed no signs of picking up, so he tapped out a quick messenger.
“I think my shy girl might have a little exhibitionist streak. Tell me, beautiful, did your boyfriend ever ask you to do anything naughty while he watched? Or where you might get caught?”
He sent the message and then saw his opening. He pulled down a side street that he could take through to her neighborhood. He turned and accelerated so hard his tired shrieked, and grinned to himself as he tore down the quiet street. It was a special kind of excitement.
On the up side, though, she couldn't stop thinking of him. He wondered what she'd think if she knew he was stalking her. He looked at the message again, and thought, if I can't watch her, at least we can chat a little. He glanced ahead and saw that the traffic showed no signs of picking up, so he tapped out a quick messenger.
“I think my shy girl might have a little exhibitionist streak. Tell me, beautiful, did your boyfriend ever ask you to do anything naughty while he watched? Or where you might get caught?”
He sent the message and then saw his opening. He pulled down a side street that he could take through to her neighborhood. He turned and accelerated so hard his tired shrieked, and grinned to himself as he tore down the quiet street. It was a special kind of excitement.