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One day while I was walking home, I realized that someone seemed to be following me but I couldn't be sure as anybody could walk along this same path too. I looked back teen girls chat saw a guy, probably about thirty yards behind me. I just kept on walking and he didn't seem to be closing in on me. So I thought maybe he just happened to pass by there. But for the next few days, the same thing happened again! Could that be a coincidence on the timing? But I still chose to give him the benefit of the doubt.
For the next few days, I spotted him again. This time, he stationed himself near my school gate and he would look in my direction. I just ignored him and went on my way. As expected, he was behind me again but luckily, teen phone chat kept his distance. I didn't really feel scare as he didn't come near me but crazy things did go through my mind. Was he stalking me? Or probably, he just wanted to be my friend but why didn't he just approach me.
The following week, the same thing happened. He waited at my school gate and followed me way behind till I reached home. And at around that time, I discovered that one of my panties was missing from my backyard, which faces the woods. I remembered clearly that I did hang it up to dry. I immediately suspected teen girl chat it might be him who stole my panties but I had no concrete evidence to that.
Then one day when I came out from school, he wasn't there at my school gate. Strange, where did he go? I was more phone sex chat less, expecting him to be there. As usual, I walked through the woods and half way through, I saw him from a distance, standing next to a tree. It was easy to recognize him as he was always in those tight cycling shorts.
I did not know what to do. Should I run, keep walking or stop and see what he wanted? I couldn't really decide, so I just kept walking slowly and kept an eye on him at the same time. He didn't move or come closer to me, he just stared at me. What caught my attention was, when he moved his hands up and down as if he was shaking something. Honestly, at teen girl chat time, I didn't know what that hand sign meant! I was more curious than afraid. I stopped in my tracks and wondering what he was trying to convey to me.
After he had managed to make me looked in his directions, he slowly moved his hand near his crotch and rubbed it. Oh my gosh! He was touching his cock through his shorts. I should have run but I didn't. |
