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So then what! I got a new hobby I started stalking girls in lonely alleys, night after night I was following some girl, carefully just a couple of meters away from them, moving quietly without a sound, following them like a shadow just till they reached home. For a while it was fun, I thought that in a way I protecting helpless girls from rapists but not having to do anything more than that was even more frustrating. The kill of a hunt is like a massive orgasm and not doing anything more than just stalking was killing me. I was waiting for something and one night I saw this amazing girl getting into a lonely alley.

She was by far the hottest girl I had ever seen, she was sexier that all the girls I have seen so far, combined. I didn’t even realized when I was on her trails and this girl… wow she had curves at those places where most girls don’t even have place. From her attire she was defiantly an air hostess. In her skin tight clothes she was driving me crazy with that round ass shaking right in front of me, that slim waist, those round melons and that round booty was making me go wild. I realized that today stalking is not enough, I had to have her, so I took a step back, with a deep breath and cleared my head and made sure that I didn’t want to rape her, no not at any cost. Why? I have standards.