First Love, The Sinner & The Saint

The Obsession.

Jaxon

I couldn't stop smiling at her she was the most beautiful slut I had ever come across in my life, I just wanted to kill her already but I stoped myself..  I couldn't let another one of my dolls ruin  my fantasies. 'I've got to study her' I thought to myself but what I  really meant  was I have to stalk her.
We talked for hours, the whole time she sat on my lap, grinding a little, danced for me,  I told her that  I just needed someone to speak to, someone who wouldn't judge me.. of course I didn't tell her about my dolls, she wouldn't understand. I told her I had  never really had a women figure in my life, that's why I'm single. She  just listened to me and didn't judge me, just looking at her was making me feel all excited to make her mine!
She spoke to me in her angelic voice "You're  such a handsome guy, any girl would be lucky to have you." She was so sweet and innocent, Little did she know I was nothing like what she thought, if anything I was completely the opposite,  I don't like women I saw killing them my pride and joy. 
I said "Thank you" to her "I'm  sure I'll find the one, one day." I Smiled as she moved her hands over her own body. Wishing it was my hands, or my body, either way.

It started getting light and I had already paid her for 4 hours, they flew by so fast, the other men weren't happy about the time I was spending with her. I didn't want anyone else to even get to see her in this beautiful red outfit she had on.
I asked her if she wanted me to drive her home.
"I've got one more client, and then my shift it over" she replied cheerfully, like she enjoined pleasing these men. She makes me feel angry at the thought of her just selling herself like this. But she only does it for the money, I reassured myself.
I started getting agitated with her and stormed out of the club before I lost my temper and did something I would regret.
She shouted "bye then." With a shrug and moved on to her next client.

As I got into my car I screamed "what the fuck is the matter with you!" Punching the steering wheel of my car, I needed to calm down, she would be mine soon enough.
I waited outside until her shift finished, she walked out of the doors and I slid down in my seat a little, trying to remain unseen. She was walking back home on her own, she had tiny heels on, my heart was racing, I just wanted to grab her and stick her in my boot but I didn't.
Anyone could have, surely the security should walk the dancers home after their shifts.

I couldn't help myself, I followed her home, arriving at her house I thought to myself 'her house is rather small maybe 2 to 3 bedrooms' I noticed the house number was 43. I watched her walk up to her house and she turned around, checked  no one was watching her or had followed her, it was as if she could feel my eyes in her. "so she is a bit unsettled..." I said to myself. I remembered I had taken her phone while we was talking, I was desperate to find more information about her. "fuck.. face ID" I said to myself. There's no way I can find out about her from this. I'll have to return it tomorrow.

I took a slow drive home thinking about how her lips had moved when she was talking to me, how much I just wanted to squeeze the life out of her neck, watch her pose in the outfit that's going to represent her on my mannequin, I had the urge to play with myself while thinking about strangling her, but I waited until I got home. I had to plan the outfit I was going to make for her.

Once at home, I grabbed a scrap book, I started sketching the outfit that was embedded in my memory. I checked the time it was 6am, I started work at 12 pm tomorrow best get some sleep.

Work was horrid, after hard having so little sleep I struggled with my reports. I managed to get through all my cases though and luckily avoided Bekah today. I didn't have time for her shit.
I finished work at 6pm I knew Sofia started the strip club at 7, I was ready to go and explore my little dolls house I wanted so badly to get to know her better.

I drove towards her house, I parked my car on another block behind her house and grabbed her phone, then walked down the alley.
I slowly walked up to her front door, looking behind me making sure no one could see me, I put my latex gloves on and put my hood up over my head. I tried the door.. locked. I checked the windows to see if they were open but no such luck. 'Maybe the back' I thought to myself. I walked around the back and opened the back gate, I tried the backdoor.. it was open 'silly girl' I thought to myself 'anyone could come in.'

As I let myself in her house I noticed it was very homely, there was a sweet smell coming from the kitchen, upon entering I saw an apple pie, sat cooking on the counter. I couldn't help myself, I cut myself a little slice and put it in my pocket.
I went up the stairs to her bedroom, I knew it was her room as the door had a plaque with her name on it. It wasn't what I expected, nothing at all like my other victims. It was very childish for a 19 year old. I had a look in her draws and took a bra and panties that I thought she would look amazing in when she was dead in my basement.
I grabbed them and shoved them in my pocket. She had a very old necklace hanging in her jewellery box, so I grabbed that too and put it in my pocket. I grabbed her phone out of my pocket and put it on charge on her side table. She would think she had put it there herself.

I walked into another bedroom. Mostly because I was curious, I saw loads of mens things hanging around. I felt angry and my fists started to clench, I walked out and slammed the door shut behind me. "shes got herself a boyfriend and shes being a disgusting stripper" I said to myself "does he know what she gets up to." There was another room I didn't have time to go in and have a look, nor did I want to at this point. So I headed downstairs ready to leave.

I left the backdoor slightly open after I left, So she would know to lock it in future.
As walked back towards my car I couldn't stop thinking about her, some how I ended up back at Twinkle Lights. I didn't want to see her but found my self there again. I sat in the car for about a hour, thinking 'don't do it, it's not worth the hassle' so I turned the car around and headed home.

I took off my clothes and walked upstairs butt naked, putting the shower on I climbed in and had a cold shower.
No urge to touch myself; she had royally fucked me off. After I got out of the shower I wrapped a towel around my waist, I then went down stairs and made myself some toast, just a light snack before I headed to bed.
All that was going through my mind was 'what is she doing with the other men' 'are they touching her like I want to' I felt obsessed with her, and this was a feeling I really did not like.