Sexual Stalker

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Sight of You

Avan POV

One long week..

I haven't seen Annabell since that night. That amazing yet disastrous night.

I had to admit so much to her, but I also got to taste her succulent lips..

She let me kiss her.

I can't push Annabell.

I have to bide my time, gain her trust.

A shocking thought slaps me around the face,

Do I really want Annabell as a sub?

Or as a girlfriend?

Do I love her?

I've never felt so much for a woman before..

Do I even know what love is?

The security is tight, and I'm sick of being followed everywhere.

I can't have one moment to myself..

I can't enter my office without it being checked out first..

I can't be in my home on my own!

It's pathetic what daddy dearest is doing to us!

~*~

"..You said you could save me

I'm doing the saving

Went to sleep with superhero

And woke up with villain

Killing, killing my love

Oh what happened?

Don't know what happened

You got me fighting

Like wonder woman

I, I, I don't wanna fi-i-ight

I, I, I don't wear no ti-i-ights

And I can't fly-y-y

I'm no, I'm no superhero

Oh, oh, oh

I, I, I don't wanna fi-i-ight

I, I, I don't wear no ti-i-ights

And I can't fly-y-y

I'm no, I'm no superhero.." I'm stood in the park with a body guard shadowing me as I walk with Annabell; she's got an earbud from her iPod in her ear, singing along.

Annabell has a beautiful voice.

"..You got me using all my kungfu tricks

Hit em' with the roundhouse kick, to the temple

1234, Hung-Ha-Ho!

TKO, Taekwondo

You know, when you see that

Hand go 'Chop! '

Everything stops, the flows so hot

Like steam from a coffee pot

Rush hour, no traffic

No Jet Lei, just Jackie

You actin like you stay behind, go re-up up on your classes

You old fake, ole wanna be superman

Give Clark Kent back his glasses man

I hit you with the judo kick so fast