I courted your disaster.
They said you were a dangerous man. They said you always took what you wanted without asking anyone’s permission, or caring what others thought. They said you were a hard man: hard mind, hard heart, hard body, and hard cock.
I was sure they didn’t even know the half of it. I was just as sure that I wanted to be that thing that you wanted…so I set out to make myself so.
They said you liked innocent girls…to take their innocence, corrupt it, use it, taint it, and then spit it out damaged and craving. Well my body was mostly innocent at least, so I didn’t have to try too hard there… my mind would have to remain hidden.
They said you liked shy and sheltered girls – that you got off on the challenge. I could pretend to be that, but really I’m just a lone wolf in sheep’s clothing; I prefer my own company – not because I’m shy, but because I find the company of most others to be a nuisance, distracting me from my own doings.
They said you were trouble…
I’ll show you trouble. But first, I’ll show you exactly what you want to see, where you want to see it, and when.
Your reverse stalker…you won’t even know what hit you. I’ll have you pursuing me in no time, and the best part will be that you will think that it was your idea, that you are the hunter and not the hunted.
But you will be wrong.