The Checklist
She was gorgeous standing there, her long wavy blonde hair was a couple inches past her shoulders, the heels she wore made her look to almost be 5’6, her pale white skin shown smoothly, and her almost angelic face had such a happy smile on it. I couldn’t wait to hurt you. I double checked my watch. Five more minutes. Five more minutes before I could have my way with this beautiful girl and leave her nothing but a ruined mess. As the sun finally disappeared behind the park trees I continued following her at a distance, her mini denim skirt and tight black shirt hugging her in a promising way. I wanted to bolt for her, to grab her here and now. Very rarely had I felt this way about a girl before, but …