Rapora
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At the chorus, the same hand on the window started to clench faster. PLEASE. DONT. STOP And those beautiful blue eyes started to roll in the back of his head. I knew what effect I had on this clown. His actions were giving me the same effect. The music started to beat louder. Sweat was pouring off me but it was only making me dance harder for my peeping clown.
When the song finally ended, I was panting heavily and moaning. Sweat was everywhere but other parts of me were drenched. The clown and I continued to stare at each other. There was so much drool on the glass that part of his face was blurred by it. I stood staring at it, hand on my breast, part of a torn pant leg in the other. I wanted more than anything to turn around and face my audience of one. I wasn't sure what I wanted to say but I knew I wanted more than anything right now to throw myself at him. Not caring what happened if I did so.
Just then the doorbell rang.
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