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I slip back into the sweltering heat of my Volvo, and wait...

The afternoon passed slowly but I never lost sight of beauty. She's sitting on the ledge again, stationed by the same corner store she's been at for hours. The same one I got my now hot water and melted M&Ms. I've watched her eat, pace, sit down, eat again, and pace some more.

What is she waiting for?

I receive my answer in the form of a car pulling up to the curb. I watch her make her way to the passenger side and lean into the window to speak to a man. Soon she's getting in with him.

Where the fuck is she going now? Does she even know him?

Against my better judgement, I start up my car to follow.

...Fuck it! I'm in too deep now to turn away. I have to make sure she's safe.

The car is just turning the corner when I catch up. I follow closely for a few blocks until the car makes a sudden turn into a parking lot. At the last moment, I turn in too but park further down so they don't notice. I never take my eyes off the car though. Beauty appeared first, followed by the thug looking person behind her. He looks unsafe, or maybe it's just the fact that he's covered in tattoos and wearing a bandanna around his head that's making me uneasy. They walk toward the furthest covered shed at the back of the park, you know the ones that people have birthday parties in to shield them from the heat of the sun and other elements. It takes me a moment to figure out that we're at the public park on the east side of town. It's deserted most likely because of the heat. Maybe this is her boyfriend...I wonder what he would think of his girl giving a blowjob to some guy right before he picked her up.

I find myself shifting uncomfortably in my seat with the urge of wanting to know what's going on.

This isn't a good idea.

I should go home.

No, I can't.

They've been in there long enough for my idiocy to kick in and as I look around seeing that the coast is clear I quietly make my way over to where I saw them disappear. It's as clear as day, her soft moaning fills the empty space. Anyone passing by could hear her, but luckily I'm the only idiot in sight. Again, I'm shocked by what I find. Beauty bent over a picnic table hanging onto the edge while the guy pumps into her from behind. Her eyes are shut tightly and she's taking everything he's giving her. Seconds felt like hours of my leering in their direction, appalled that she's doing this in public but unable to turn away. He gruffly shouted out his release, waking me from my stupor in enough time to run back to my car. Soon, they're speeding back in the direction of the block where I first saw her with me right on their tail. I park across the street and watch as she gets out of his car and he disappears.

Does she do this all the time? How many boyfriends does she have?

She stands outside of the store and for the next however many hours I watch her pace, sit down, pace some more, sit down, and eat. Before long the sun is setting and she hasn't moved from that spot.

I should go talk to her.

No I shouldn't. She'll probably think I'm a creep, or better yet she may think I want something from her like those other guys. I don't understand where this compulsion is coming from but I just want to get to know her. Get some answers to the questions I have. I've been sitting here all this time following her around like a lost puppy and watched her do things that make me blush.

That makes me a creep, right? Definitely!

The insane part of me yearns to ask beauty out to dinner. She's been sitting there for hours, she must be hungry. All I've seen her eat is candy. I bet if I approached her right now she would take one look at me and think I'm the craziest mother fucker in LA.

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