She was the most beautiful human I'd ever seen. I wasn't supposed to follow her home, but I just couldn't help myself. I wanted her to feel safe and protected. A delicate, unarmed woman like her shouldn't be walking the streets all by herself. People are dangerous, and she could easily get hurt. I liked to think of myself as her guardian angel, so very day, I stayed close to her workplace, and waited for her to get off shift, and once she did, I followed her and watched until I was certain she'd made it safely back home. That was basically my routine. Today she wore a skirt that hugged her delicious curves, and the top she wore showed off her smooth, creamy shoulders. I couldn't resist taking her picture to add to my collection. I stared at it again, her hair was let loose and reached the middle of her back. I imagined those long, dark curls sweeping over her bare back as I entered her drink behind. Watching her constantly wasn't enought for me. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to r
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