She's my Stripper, He's my Stalker
re. Sometimes he's standing across the street, watching me from a distance.
him that draws me in. Maybe it's the danger, or maybe it's s
shoulder. I turn around, expecting to see the man, but instead, I
cohol, and I try to back away. But he gra
e," he says, his voic
alleyway, and I feel a sense of panic rising within me. I
the face, and the man falls to the ground, unconscious. The man take
?" he asks, h
this crazy things happened to me.Days turn into weeks, and the man becomes a constant presence in my life. He watches me at the club, and he follows me home at night. At first, I try
nd and leads me to a deserted alleyway. I'm not sure wh
a sense of taboo excitement building within me - this is
never be the same. The day pass by so fast that my i came to
d that night in my head, how my body reacted t
e is your stripper and you should be
er in secret. I know that what we're doing is dangerous - he's
soldier, he says, and he saw things that no one should ever have to see. When he came ba
d me more and more, he started to develop feelings for me. That's why he's
f drawn to him even more after hearing his story. It's like w
im,just the image i have in my head as our body collided is enough to give me a nose bleed.know that I'm playing with fi
walking down a dark alleyway, hand in hand, whe
ing with my girl?" one of th
n start to circle us, and I know that we're in trouble.But i felt somehow
ed happens. The man pulls ou
name. It's like we've been living in this bubble, this secret world, a
and mend with him.As Chloe kept on thinking about her stalker and what his name would sound like her
e congratulates me and jokes about needing a raise herself. We chat about other stuff for a while
e time for that right now. I'm just trying to f
e telling me there isn't anyone you're interested
now why he's been following me or what he wants
boyfriend then sure," I joke,
oe, listen to me. You need to be careful. If someone's been follow
I don't want t
urself. It's not safe. You shoul
erious," I say, trying to co
seriously before something happens. Promise
meone. But can we please change the subject n
rsation, my mind keeps wandering back to the stalker. Who is he, and what does he want? I don't k
ng of being followed. She kept turning around, but she didn't see
ckly walked towards the door, but before she could open it, she felt a hand grab her s
ry, pretty lady?" he said,
ried to break free from his
ld feel his hot breath on her face. "Come
cape. She felt hopeless and alone, she hasn't gotten ov
t just as she was about to give up, s