The closest I've ever got to stalker (this story is s**t btw)

There used to be a girl who hung around the bookies in town and would offer blow jobs for £5. Luckily I never made contact with her.

I'd see guys in there who paid it, because she would never leave them alone and they'd made life pretty awkward for themselves.

Anyway 15 years on she lives in my street, and I never make eye contact with her, but she always stares at me.

If she's talking to a neighbour I know I'll only initiate contact if they say hello. I'll pretend to be in my own world until then.
She stares straight at me the moment she sees me.

Luckily this is only once a week and nothing will come of it.
I dread the day something makes me initiate communication with her

Posted By: Lentil Weaver, Apr 22, 11:22:39