CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
He saw her walking by every day. He wanted her. He needed her. He arranged his whole day around the minute or so he'd see her for. The idea of walking past her had entered his mind many times and, finally, he decided to go for it. He left his house about three minutes before the time she'd normally be walking by. He was nervous, of course, he tried not to look guilty as his neighbour looked at him. He sped up, not wanting to look like he was loitering around. He tried not to look at anything, just to walk. And then he saw her. Smiling. Laughing. Talking on her mobile phone. How dare she. He slowed down, almost to a standstill as her approached. He stared at her. Blatantly. She was beautiful. But she wasn't looking at him. BITCH. He was standing still now as she slowly passed. And yet she kept looking at the phone. Laughing. AT HIM? COW. He looked round, taking a good long look at her ass, the most beautiful perfect ass he'd ever seen. It occured to him that he could stick his dick up her right now. There was no one about. Okay, they weren't far from houses, he would be caught. He didn't care. He had no life but her. GOD, HE SHOULD JUST STICK IT UP HER. That was when she turned round.
"Do you want something?" she asked, not even trying to hide her disgust.
"Err...I was...err...no," he got out.
"Didn't think so," she said, walking on.
Stuart collapsed onto the concrete, crying.
"Do you want something?" she asked, not even trying to hide her disgust.
"Err...I was...err...no," he got out.
"Didn't think so," she said, walking on.
Stuart collapsed onto the concrete, crying.