🌽🍒Jose Is A Pervert💦 🤤

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The sky was polluted with gray clouds. The air felt moist and wet. The trees and bushes were rustling wildly. Jose was spying on his so-called "soulmate". He hid inside of a thorny bush (which he realized later on was a bad idea). He had a huge crush on this girl since two weeks ago. 

All his life, he was confused. He often thought:

Am I gay?

Am I bi?

Am I into bestiality and zoophilia?

Am I just plain straight?

It was two weeks ago, he found his true attraction. The truth about his sexuality. It was none. His true attraction and hobby was stalking boys, girls, animals, transgender people and transgender animals. 

Over the past two weeks, he was stalking this random girl he found insanely gorgeous. Her name was [ERROR 69: CONFIDENTIAL INFORMATION]. Jose felt as if he was in love with her. In actuality it was just his perverted mind talking.

Jose followed her. It was 4:50 in the afternoon on a Friday, he knew exactly what she did in the afternoon on Fridays. He followed her and watched her every move with his binoculars and listened in on her conversation with the microphone he implanted onto her bag.

"But MOOOOMM!!! I told you that it wasn't me...it was Rijul!" She said.

Wait a second.

Did she say Rijul?

"Wait...who exactly are you..." Jose muttered under his breath as he zoomed in with his binoculars.

"Yeah yeah...I'm supposed to be the responsible one," she grumbled.

Jose squinted.

"Mom, I have soccer practice today..."

Jose imagined her in a short skirt, v-neck shirt, her dark black hair tied up into a cute ponytail, and her long legs running across the field kicking balls.

He had also imagined her doing–

The girl ended the phone call with her mom, and she muttered angrily under her breath, "Why am I responsible for everything? I didn't choose Rijul as my brother."

Jose realized, he was stalking Rijul's hot sister.

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