The air is bitter, you walk through the memorial park thinking it had been a good idea, its quicker and quite. You walk under the rare lamp and feel it, suddenly as clear as day. Someone is watching you. A cold chill which has nothing to do with the cold night breeze runs down your spine. Is this really going to happen?
I see you walking through, I hear you first, your high heels clicking on the concrete click a clock. Waiting. I find a a line of trees deep in shadow just to the left of the path, I go there and watch as you walk passed. I follow you, keeping to the shadows, trying not to make a sound.
Is this really going to happen? Has she finally come to me? Or is it some unlucky (lucky) women walking through the wrong (right) place at the wrong (right) time . . . .
Im looking a mature women to have some erotic rp mail with. PM if you like what you read and what more. Also would pic share and more with the right women.
I see you walking through, I hear you first, your high heels clicking on the concrete click a clock. Waiting. I find a a line of trees deep in shadow just to the left of the path, I go there and watch as you walk passed. I follow you, keeping to the shadows, trying not to make a sound.
Is this really going to happen? Has she finally come to me? Or is it some unlucky (lucky) women walking through the wrong (right) place at the wrong (right) time . . . .
Im looking a mature women to have some erotic rp mail with. PM if you like what you read and what more. Also would pic share and more with the right women.
