Stockholm Syndrome

     Her. She’s so damn beautiful. It amazes me to have been able to find such a rare flower of simply elegance and beauty. Those lips, hips, thighs, and booty were calling out to me. Her voice is so light yet sweet when she speaks. She has long thick brown curly hair,  smooth brown skin, sectoral heterochromia in one eye, a nice figure, and I find her to be so attractive. Ugh, it just makes me want her more. One of her eyes is completely blue and the other is half blue and half brown. It just makes me want to explore how she’ll look at me with them. I wonder how those eyes will roll to the back of her head while I am pleasing her, how she’ll moan out my name and look at me with those big round eyes. Seeing her body tremble and her lips quiver from me caressing her. I can imagine her sweet plump lips pursed up against mines and her tongue entangling with mines. Not to mention she has a nice slim body, she’s small but still has a nice figure and the curvature of her body is immaculate. She’s very intelligent and mature for a woman her age. And I want her. I want her so bad. Oh boy, was my heart craving for her. She seems to have class yet she’s still bad at the same time. Mhmm, I want her. I want her so bad. Just the thought of being with her has my testosterone levels skyrocketing. I saw her when I was going out to buy a new coat for myself at the mall. I was looking for a nice black coat to wear for when the weather begins to change. I heard her speaking to what I assumed to be her parents as they were looking for a gift to give to an old friend of her fathers. She looked around the store and saw that a coat a few hangers away from me was perfect for her father's friend, whom she called Jacob. “I believe any man would look very handsome in a coat like this'', Jacob would look nice in this, she said. She looked perfect, she had a blue fleece sweater on with a pair of white jeans that hugged her hips, and blue slippers to complete her outfit. Her style seemed to fit the assumption of her; a girly girl. Her parent’s agreed and decided to pay for the coat she picked out. At that very moment, I heard the name of this magnificent, luminous, sweet angel's name, which is Sariah. I quickly picked the next coat off of the same rack that she supposedly liked and watched her from a distance. The feelings she gave me were very strong and unexplainable but it felt so good. I wanted to be with this girl, she is something far much more intriguing than any other girl I have ever encountered. And she was right there in front of me. I need her. I couldn’t let her leave, I would never see her again. I began to think to myself and I realized that I would have to find a way to see her again. This girl... she WILL be mine. And I intend to stop at nothing in order to get her.      I have to think of something quick, how should I do this? Should I kidnap her when she’s alone or slowly gain her trust and then kidnap her? It would be kinda hard to kidnap a person in the mall, there are way too many people and security around for that and I could lose her forever. So I have to think logical, she looks around my age maybe a year or two younger so I can try to greet myself without looking like a pedophile.  Step 1: Follow her from a distance. Pick up any important information on her interests. Step 2: Once she leaves the mall follow them and figure out their address.  Try not to tailgate or make it overt that you are following them or it could mean never seeing her again. Step 3: Check for surroundings and people, such as cops or nosey strangers. No one can suspect a thing. If so, any detection of suspicious activity from anyone I will have to get rid of. Including watching for any unwanted attention that Sariah receives. Step 4: Wait for an appropriate time to kidnap her. I have to learn her daily movements and habits first before making any hasty moves. Step 5: Slowly gain her trust. After a couple of months of gaining her trust and learning more about her, I will take her far away from here to ensure she will only be for ME and me only.      I waited in the checkout line behind her family so I could buy the coat she found would make a man irresistible and so that I could be in close proximity to her when she and her family leaves the store. My cell phone begins to ring and I see it is my friend Marco. I answer the phone and he immediately yells “wassup man”. I said hey and told him that I was out shopping at the mall right now so I would have to call him back later. He then proceeds to make a joke about me shopping as if I were a woman and asks what I was buying. I told him that I was buying a coat for the winter and it seemed wise to get the best coats in advance so you’re not stuck trying to buy a cheap jacket that won’t last very long. He said ok, have fun with that, and jokingly told me to try and  find a cute girl to talk to while I am up here. I laughed and told him I would talk to him later. He said goodbye, and I hung up. After hanging up, I see her turn around and look at me. She then smiled shyly and told me that I had good taste in clothing. Oh. Oh. Well, thank you! I heard you state that any man would look very handsome wearing a coat like this so I decided to take up on that advice. Not to mention you’re a very beautiful girl so you must know what you are talking about. She chuckles. Mmh- thank you, that’s very sweet. Omg I love your eyes! I never met a person with hazel eyes in person before, it really fits with your dark complexion. She said. Thank you. Your eyes look absolutely astonishing. I bet they twinkle like stars in the moonlight. Her face flustered and she looked up at me. That’s a really nice thing to say... so thank you. She said. Hey I’m just speaking the truth and with an angel such as yourself it would be hard to lie to you. Hi, I’m D’Angelo and what’s your name “Mon Cherie”. My name is Sariah. She said. We locked eyes for a moment and I can see those sweet big eyes looking right through me. I smiled back at her. The second Sariah was going to say something to me her father interrupted. What’s going on here Sariah? He said. I’m sorry daddy. She said. Come let’s go when we still need to pick up something to eat before we head on back home. Her father said. Ok. Sariah said in slight disappointment. She looked at me one more time, and I saw sadness in her eyes. Ugh it made me so angry. I was actually talking to her and her dad had to come in and ruin everything. Mmh, I suppose I still have time to catch up to her. I’ll just pay for this coat and get out of here as soon as possible.      Ugh she smelled magnificent. Her fragrance is like a mixture of oat milk and cocoa butter. Her hair looked so soft and moisturized. Mmh. She’s a natural, I like that. She seems so innocent, most women these days are so unorthodox, rude, dirty, and show no value for themselves but her,  it's different. She beats out all of those women automatically simply by being herself, her true natural self. She wasn’t wearing any makeup or lashes and even her body looks natural. Her breasts, her butt, all look natural, and I love that. Ohh I am trying to contain myself but every second I am apart from her makes me want her even more. I walk out of the store to see her going to a bakery and I see that she ordered five chocolate chip cookies. Mmh I wonder if she’ll try a bite of this chocolate. I casually walk up to the bakery to order two chocolate chip cookies. Oh hey. It’s you. Sariah. I was wondering if you had any form of social media? You know like maybe i********:. I wanted to get to know you more. Mmmh I don’t know, I barely even know you. She said. Well that’s what I’m trying to do, get you to know me. She hesitates. Hmm. Ok. I suppose that’s fine. My i********: is @_Iaamsariah She said. Ok. My i********: is @dangelolove. Ok. I sent you a request. She said. Great! I’ll talk to you later  Sariah. Ok! Bye D’Angelo! She said.      I exit from the mall and see her enter into a red altima alone. She came to the mall in a separate car from her parents which is good for me. It’ll just be me and her. I wait a couple of minutes and follow behind her. It seems that she lives about twenty minutes away from the mall which would mean that she probably visits the mall often. If she has her own car, does that mean she has her own place to? It’s hard to say where exactly she could be going, she could be going to her parent’s house or her own. Guess I’ll find out and see. After taking the exit off the highway, I drive for about another ten minutes. She lives in a very productive town with a variety of places to visit. She makes a left turn at the first light and drives down a long road for about 5 minutes. She makes a right at a sign that reads Rosewood Community and enters the nice community of houses. She drives straight down the road and makes a left to a really nice dark blue second story house. If I am correct, I assume this is her house. She parks her vehicle in the garage and heads to the door. Wow and she has her own place too, this girl is the definition of “Miss Independent”. I wonder what she does for a living, is she still in college. I bet her house is very clean and it smells like cocoa butter and vanilla. Does she have any pets? Hard to say right now. Mmh. No problem. I’ll find that out either way and well if she doesn’t have any, I can find out what kind of animals she likes and surprise her. I took out my phone and asked siri for my location. Siri said. You are at 485 Apple Rose St, SW, Alpharetta, GA 30004 and I saved that location in the maps app so I could always get to her. There are so many places by her house, I will have to pay close attention to where her interests are so I can rule out any places she wouldn’t go to. I wait about 5 minutes to see if she will leave back out and I see her open one of the blinds in the front of the house. From what I can see it seems that she is calling her parents to see if they made it back home safe. She talks to them for about 10 minutes and hangs up to watch tv. I see her on her phone but I am unsure of what she could be doing on it. Just then I remember she gave me her i********: and I never accepted the request, so I go to i********: and accept her request and view her photos. She doesn’t have many but she looks absolutely stunning in these posts. I checked around my car to see if anyone was around and checked any compartments in my car for napkins. Once I found some napkins, I went to one of my favorite pictures of her and set a fantasy of my making love to her. I thought about all the things I wanted to do with her and what I wanted to experience with her and not too much later after, I finished and cleaned up the mess I made with the napkins. I texted her and said hey. She replied quickly back with hey. I asked her what she was up to and how she was doing. She told me that she feels tired and that she didn’t get much sleep last night. I’m sorry to hear that, I hope you get a good night's rest tonight. She told me thank you and how was I doing? I’m doing good, I haven’t tried out the jacket I bought yet as I am still out running errands. I was going to try it on once I got home and after I ate something. She said that’s nice to hear. As she was already tired she told me that she was going to take a shower and lay down so I told her ok and goodnight, talk to you tomorrow. She told me goodnight and said talk to you later. Goodnight Princess. I whispered out loud to myself. I smiled and sighed. She’s so perfect. I can not wait to talk to her again. After snapping out of my thoughts, I realized that it was getting dark outside.  It was starting to get late and I had some work to do, I would have to leave soon to get finished with the work I had to complete. I watched her for a few more minutes to see her closing the blinds and curtains to her window. I assumed she was heading to sleep soon since it's been about 15 minutes since she told each other goodnight. I looked up  at her window and saw the lights go out.  I gazed at her window for a few more seconds before starting the car and driving back home. Oh, I miss her already.  I could barely contain my thoughts on her. I thought about her the whole way home. Once I arrived home, I tried the jacket I bought and ate my dinner. I spent about an hour and a half doing my work and I was almost finished. Thirty minutes later and I completed my work and headed upstairs to take my shower. After taking my shower, I checked all security alarms and cut off the lights and laid down to get ready for bed. One day, I’ll have to get up early to see if she wakes up early to do some jogging. I hope she’s sound asleep. I can’t wait for the day that she’s lying down right next to me, laying on my chest and right inside my arms. I can’t wait to cuddle up with her and she snuggles in closer to me when she starts feeling cold. I bet she sleeps like a baby and sleeps with a teddy bear every night. Well... one day, I’ll be her new teddy bear to snuggle and go to sleep with.I wonder if she thought of me before she went to bed. I wonder what she thinks of me. I hope she likes me. I wonder if she finds me attractive. Oh trust and believe she’s going to find me very different than any other men she has been with. Sweet dreams Sariah. I love you.  I checked her i********: one more time and fell asleep to her picture. I woke up a few hours later in the middle of the night. It was very cool in my bedroom and I got up to check the thermostat. It was 52 degrees in my room. HOW THE HELL THE THERMOSTAT GET TO 52 DEGREES IN MY ROOM? I mean I normally like the room cold before I go to bed but not freezing. No wonder I woke up in the middle of the night. I turn the thermostat to 67 degrees, went to take a piss and laid back down. I see I left my phone on her i********: and my phone was beginning to go dead. It was 3:45am, mannn…. this some old bullshit. I’m gonna be tired, I have a meeting at 9:30 and I’m over here awake. I put my phone on the charger and keep my phone on her picture and drift off to sleep again. I wake up again to hear the sound of my dog scratching on the door to tell me that either he wants to come in or he has to pee. Normally he will stand by the door if he has to pee so I get up, and open the door and he immediately runs all the way down the stairs towards the front door. Ugh. I’m gonna be exhausted by the morning. I walk down the stairs half-asleep and let my dog do his business. I see he was taking his time tonight. Ugh. Great. I need to make sure I remember to stop giving him food or water so late so he doesn’t have to pee in the middle of the night. I check my Apple watch to see that it’s 5:50am. Hmmmm. I just want some sleep. I have way too many things to get done tomorrow on top of talking to Sariah. Just please let me get some rest and not wake up until it’s time to get ready for the day. My dog finally finished and we walked back inside the house. My dog went to sleep in my room and I laid down once again and fell asleep watching her picture. I wake up to the sound of my alarm and see it’s 8:25am. I feel a bit better but honestly I didn’t get as much sleep as I needed.