The Third Eye
Your eye gravitates towards the beauty on her way to college. Other than her loose inhibitions, she seems like a descent enough girl. And definatley an attractive one. The more you walk, noting the sway of her oh so gorgeous ass, the less likely you feel that you will be to swindle her out of her money. You are considering relationship potential with her.
Getting girls to like you is easy for you. You know what they're thinking, so you know what to say. Convincing women to sleep with you is also easy, you know what moves to make and when. All you have to do is pay attention to thier thoughts and make the right moves at the right times. Perhaps that's sleazy of you. But you have needs, and the ladies have no idea that they've been taken advantage of. In your defence, the women submit easily enough and of their own free will. You've never forced anyone into anything. You're not a physical rapist, but a mental one. You rape peoples private thoughts and exploit them to your advantage.
She turns back once as she walks and looks at you. Your eyes meet. In that instant you know everything she is thinking again, like an updated version of your previous voyuer. She is hurting from her actions toward Richard. When she looks at you, she is hoping that you are not attempting to pick up on her. She wouldn't know how to react. Nothing means anything to her without Richard. You make a mental note of this as she takes a few steps up a cement stair and into a building where her classes are.
You stop before the door. You're not sure if you want to persue this. You can slide into whatever class it is, you know how to get there from the map you saw in her mind, and lay low in hopes of making some sort of connection with her. Perhaps as an understanding friend. "You seem down." You feel your verbal introduction to her beginning, "Do you want to tell me about it?" Will she go for that? You're not sure.
You could also hang out here on these steps and await some other victim to happen by. You scan the street and see an older man in a suit. Do you look into his eyes to read him, or ignore him.
Or are you just skipping out and heading home?
What are you doing?
Getting girls to like you is easy for you. You know what they're thinking, so you know what to say. Convincing women to sleep with you is also easy, you know what moves to make and when. All you have to do is pay attention to thier thoughts and make the right moves at the right times. Perhaps that's sleazy of you. But you have needs, and the ladies have no idea that they've been taken advantage of. In your defence, the women submit easily enough and of their own free will. You've never forced anyone into anything. You're not a physical rapist, but a mental one. You rape peoples private thoughts and exploit them to your advantage.
She turns back once as she walks and looks at you. Your eyes meet. In that instant you know everything she is thinking again, like an updated version of your previous voyuer. She is hurting from her actions toward Richard. When she looks at you, she is hoping that you are not attempting to pick up on her. She wouldn't know how to react. Nothing means anything to her without Richard. You make a mental note of this as she takes a few steps up a cement stair and into a building where her classes are.
You stop before the door. You're not sure if you want to persue this. You can slide into whatever class it is, you know how to get there from the map you saw in her mind, and lay low in hopes of making some sort of connection with her. Perhaps as an understanding friend. "You seem down." You feel your verbal introduction to her beginning, "Do you want to tell me about it?" Will she go for that? You're not sure.
You could also hang out here on these steps and await some other victim to happen by. You scan the street and see an older man in a suit. Do you look into his eyes to read him, or ignore him.
Or are you just skipping out and heading home?
What are you doing?