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Had they been looking outside their windows it would have been virtually impossible for anyone in that neighborhood to identify what was happening to the woman who lived at 1368. But I doubt they were watching anyhow because I heard no mention of the a*****ion on the police scanner inside the van. It was inside the van, however, when the day really became strange.
a*****ion day was a stranga day. First of all, it was raining in L.A. Not the normal february rains we’ve all come to expect. No. It was a noisy slant of waterfall that seemed to empty the streets of all human life. I was out there, however. At her home. Waiting. Funny how all that rain seems to keep people’s eyes cast down, impairing their vision. She never saw me as she approached her front door, and I was standing next to a tall hedge not five feet away. As she clicked in her door key I...
The leather was soft as it scraped against Elle’s skin. Alex tightened the strap, fastening the buckle. He stood over her, his amber eyes alit with a translucent glow. A slight smile grazed his lips as she reached out her unbound hand towards him. He shook his head, encircling her slim wrist with his larger hand. Pinning her arm against the satin cloaked bed, he began to wrap the second leather strap around her wrist. Pale skin contrasting against the dark leather. Closing her eyes, she...
I remember the day I first saw her. I remember that day well. The heat from the sun, the mixed aromas of coffee and car exhausts as we sat in an outdoor cafe. I was alone, of course, but she wasn’t. A punk ass was with her. Some chatty hollywood wannabe wearing a fifty dollar tee shirt and fancy sneakers. I had no interest in him. Weaklings neither excite or challenge my… darker sensibilities. My intuition told me that she secretly held the same disdain for him. Maybe it was the way she blew...
I spent the rest of the day in hunter mode. Silent and invisible, I followed them. At one point they went to a street fair and the wannabe bought her a simple necklace adorned with a jade pendant. It was then, as he stood behind her attaching it around her silky neck, that our eyes made contact for the first time. I wasn’t prepared for that. All I could think to do was smile. Other fair goers were passing back and forth between us, but our gaze remained and she returned the gesture. Ducking...
In the early evening they made their way back to her home. By this time I was.. how can I explain this feeling? I was.. on fire. I remember my leather driving gloves being so drenched in sweat that they had to be painstakingly removed. On the way back to my beach house I just threw them out of the window. I had loved those gloves. Unbeknownst to her, she had committed yet another crime. The punishment would be relentless. And I would break her, like these pacific waves breaking against the...
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The leather was soft as it scraped against Elle's skin. Alex tightened the strap, fastening the buckle. He stood over her, his amber eyes alit with a translucent glow. A slight smile grazed his lips as she reached out her unbound hand towards him. He shook his head, encircling her slim wrist with his larger hand. Pinning her arm against the satin cloaked bed, he began to wrap the second leather strap around her wrist. Pale skin contrasting against the dark leather. Closing her eyes, she...
Quickie SexHad they been looking outside their windows it would have been virtually impossible for anyone in that neighborhood to identify what was happening to the woman who lived at 1368. But I doubt they were watching anyhow because I heard no mention of the a*****ion on the police scanner inside the van. It was inside the van, however, when the day really became strange.
a*****ion day was a stranga day. First of all, it was raining in L.A. Not the normal february rains we've all come to expect. No. It was a noisy slant of waterfall that seemed to empty the streets of all human life. I was out there, however. At her home. Waiting. Funny how all that rain seems to keep people's eyes cast down, impairing their vision. She never saw me as she approached her front door, and I was standing next to a tall hedge not five feet away. As she clicked in her door key I...
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In the early evening they made their way back to her home. By this time I was.. how can I explain this feeling? I was.. on fire. I remember my leather driving gloves being so drenched in sweat that they had to be painstakingly removed. On the way back to my beach house I just threw them out of the window. I had loved those gloves. Unbeknownst to her, she had committed yet another crime. The punishment would be relentless. And I would break her, like these pacific waves breaking against the...
I remember the day I first saw her. I remember that day well. The heat from the sun, the mixed aromas of coffee and car exhausts as we sat in an outdoor cafe. I was alone, of course, but she wasn't. A punk ass was with her. Some chatty hollywood wannabe wearing a fifty dollar tee shirt and fancy sneakers. I had no interest in him. Weaklings neither excite or challenge my... darker sensibilities. My intuition told me that she secretly held the same disdain for him. Maybe it was the...
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