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I smiled, walking past the people on my way downtown and feeling their heads turn as I walked past them. I grinned as I looked away; there was just something about the attention I got from guys (and sometimes even girls) that made my heart race! It was an amazing feeling, one that I hoped never went away. I swear, one of these days someone's neck was going to break judging from how fast I was able to make some people do a double take. I guess part of the reason why I loved this so much comes from the feeling that I has someone behind me, who I knew wanted to do unspeakable things to my body...and who was holding a video camera as he followed me around.
Oh right. I should probably tell you about myself.
Hi, my name is Georgia Garcia. I'm an eighteen year old high school senior, born and raised here in New York city. I've lived here my entire life, growing up in the same somewhat decent neighborhood here in Brooklyn and even though I planned to go to college in California, I loved this city more than you can imagine! It's where I learned to work, study and where I met my lovely boyfriend, Henry. Trust me, as excited as I was to apply for colleges on the West Coast, I was sad that I would have to leave this city behind. My family were especially crushed when I told them this, as they were (as most parents I knew from my community) hoping that I would stay - or at the very least, live close enough to visit them during the holidays. They were especially worried about me, going to an unfamiliar place all by myself. That is, until I managed to convince Henry to apply at the same colleges as I did.
So, more about Henry...Let's see, we're both from the same neighborhood and we've known each other since our childhood. Coming both from Catholic, Latin American households, we had the same values which definitely helped with our relationship. He was my best friend you know, knowing practically all my secrets and all. Best of all, was that (as I just mentioned) we both believed in the same things; from religion to our view on marriage. That's right, both Henry and I were virgins - something that was pretty rare, in this day and age.
But as perfect as our relationship was, Henry did find things that I did that annoyed him. Or at least, made him feel insecure enough that he would bring it up from time. Among them, a stranger I met over Instagram over a few weeks ago, Hank. It all started with this picture I posted on my account:
To which I got his response:
"hank: Wow, you're so fit but have such a fat ass.
you live in nyc too?"You would think that I would have just ignored him, but somehow reading such an objectifying comment made my heart race, just as it does whenever I know someone is checking me out. I don't know why, but I gave him the light of day when I responded:
"Um...thanks?
Yes I do lol"And that was it.
We chatted, texted and even met up the other day. It absolutely devastated my boyfriend, but I told him over and over again that it wasn't anything to be jealous about. Truth be told, Hank was pretty fun and managed to push my buttons just right. Sure, he was a bit older than I was and obviously was a bit of a pervert, but I enjoyed talking to him nonetheless. He got me to show a bit of my more playful side, especially now as he followed me with a video camera in hand, as I walked by that street.
"Oh god, your boyfriend is so lucky. Look at that fat ass move."
I giggled, swaying my hips as he followed me around, trying to be as discrete as possible. Honestly, his husky voice and comments sent shivers down my spine. But we soon stopped, sitting down on a bench as he showed me the video. He was trying to convince me to post it on my account, but as you can imagine, I was pretty hesitant. Even though you couldn't hear Hank, it was obvious that someone filmed this; with me in this short shirt and pair of tights that showed off my famous butt.
"I don't know Hank, this seems too lewd for my taste." I told him, laughing as he moved in closer to me.
"But it's so good! Come on."
Again, I laughed.
"No, no. Henry would kill me."
"Maybe I could convince you? Come on, let's chill at my place."
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