pj38
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When it started, I think I just looked at him. But there was something compelling about his eyes that made me want to follow him. Now I am his emotional prisoner. I can only wait for him to strike--it's all I live for, all I want. Sometimes he takes me by surprise, almost forcibly, always quick, agressive, anonymous. Sometimes he leaves messages with instructions of things to do. I have no idea who he is or what he wants with me or why he so commands my emotions.
I'm Carolyn Flanders, age 32, attractive, popular. I work in the Nelson Office Tower, 17th floor. I live alone in a first-floor apartment just off of Greenwood Park. I enjoy reading, movies, walks. Ocassionally I go out on dates but with no one regular at the moment. I am just a normal, well-adjusted woman--or at least I was before the day he walked up to my desk. We had what I thought was an innocent conversation that ended when he walked away. But little did I know....
I'm Carolyn Flanders, age 32, attractive, popular. I work in the Nelson Office Tower, 17th floor. I live alone in a first-floor apartment just off of Greenwood Park. I enjoy reading, movies, walks. Ocassionally I go out on dates but with no one regular at the moment. I am just a normal, well-adjusted woman--or at least I was before the day he walked up to my desk. We had what I thought was an innocent conversation that ended when he walked away. But little did I know....