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A friendly face

Anansi

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He had watched her for weeks now. He knew all her habits, schedules, he had learned much and eventually had watched others. Friends, family, pets, anything that moved near her was game. He wanted this to be perfect. His meticulous studying had led up to today. Waiting by the bus he stroked his hair slowly, it was mid length, deep black. No it was a buzzcut, no neatly coifed. His eyes were a deep blue, no light blue, eventually he settled on a piercing cyan. It was a bit unnatural but he was ok with that. He stroked his fingers on his jaw and sighed. Where was she? His black suit bristled as though conveying his annoyance at her lateness.

He pulled out a cellphone he'd bought a short while ago. He didn't really like them but they were convenient, and he could afford to have several. He flipped it over a few times, checking the time once again. Her averages said this would be the best time to catch her outdoors, where was she?
 
Late!
She was already horribly late and now she was merely adding onto her time of being late. Groaning to herself, the short female continued to run, her firm, large breasts bouncing with each step. Her bra was doing its best to hold them in support and to prevent the bouncing, but with her pace, it appeared to provide little effect. Lilabelle occasionally spat strands out her crimson tinted, brown hair that found their way into her mouth. Soon, she saw it insight, the bus stop. She smiled, feeling relieve that at least she was half way there to her destination. Slowly, her she reduced her stride, moving down to a mere jog, and then a steady paced walk. Once she reached the bus stop, she stopped as she grasped onto the metal poll that held up the sign. A hand was placed on her chest as she panted, feeling her heart pounding away. It took a few moments for her to catch her breath and her eyes to open. When she had spotted the bus stop, she hadn't noticed another being there. She looked the man over, thinking he seemed familiar to her, but pushed the thoughts to the side.

Slowly, she stood straight, adjusting her short skirt that barely was able to conceal her crimson panties. In one arm, she had a black hoodie dangling over. She was grateful it had not been raining, for if it had been her black bra would have been clear as day to see through her white, button up top. The sleeves of which were rolled up to each elbow. She loathed the uniform, but it was required. She continuously glanced to the male that was beside the bus stop, staring him over. He seemed fairly attractive and had a certain appeal to himself. For whatever reason, Lilabelle couldn't keep her eyes off of him. When she realized she had been staring too long, a light blush painted her cheeks and she stared straight ahead across the street. It seemed she was not the only one who was late on schedule for the bus as well. Or, maybe she had missed the bus. Crap. Lilabelle started to lightly gnaw upon her bottom lip while she began to run the bus schedule through her mind. Once again, she found herself glancing to the male beside her. For whatever reason, she choose to break the ice. "Warm weather we're having." Weather. Typical. That's completely original she thought to herself, but it was the first thing that came to mind.
 
He watched her as she ran and smirked. She had arrived. He could hardly contain his excitement. A flicker of crimson ran across his eyes as he looked her over. He'd avoided peeking in on her more intimate moments, it would be like a child opening a present as he stripped her. He sighed softly as she slowed her body heaving with its effort. All of his member stiffened in his trousers which he shifted to hide. He'd planned on starting relatively small for him, no reason to damage her, there would be time for that later.

She realized her mistake, the bus had been here not too long before. He for his part waited and sighed inwardly. He debated taking her now or waiting till she was covered with the faint smell of her day. He tilted his head in thought as she eyed him. His lips parted into a brilliant white smile before she spoke. "It is warm" he said before removing the jacket of his suit as though he just noticed. Slowly he ran his fingers along his lips in thought. "Do you come this way often?" He finally asked wondering if he should just drag her into the bushes behind them.
 
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