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Obsessions
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Straight Female / 24
The Man I Was Destined For
At seven I ran out into the street chasing my cat and the boy up the street missed me by an inch. He was so scared, and I was so foolish. When I turned 18 he showed up at the party I was having my birthday. He asked me if I knew who he was. I did, my parents never let me forget.
He said I was legal, but that didn't give me permission to be a fool. He was watching me so I needed to behave. My friends wanted me to report him, my parents were happy. When he said he was watching, he was watching. Who, where, how late. I tried to get away but it was useless.
When I turned twenty one he was there, same as eighteen, or twenty. I could socialize, but nothing without permission. I knew better so I played by the rules. A guy I didn't know started hitting on me, and I didn't like it. I walked away from him in the direction of my keeper. When I got close to him I told him I was being m****ted. He took me with him that night after the party. He told me he was thinking I was getting old enough to get married.
Ehen he left me I understood I was engaged to him, and I was getting married after I graduated. I became peaceful, I worked with my mother on the preparations. I wore a gown made for me, the event was spectacular. Then, after the party, in the wedding room, after I had changed I asked him, if he wanted me. I told him I wanted to be wanted.
After all that time, those years of his waiting, he sat in a chair and just watched me. No kiss, no caress, nothing serious. My wedding night was not when I got 'married'. I didn't get 'married' until a week later, when we were in Paris. The of City of Lights, that's where he married me.
He said I was legal, but that didn't give me permission to be a fool. He was watching me so I needed to behave. My friends wanted me to report him, my parents were happy. When he said he was watching, he was watching. Who, where, how late. I tried to get away but it was useless.
When I turned twenty one he was there, same as eighteen, or twenty. I could socialize, but nothing without permission. I knew better so I played by the rules. A guy I didn't know started hitting on me, and I didn't like it. I walked away from him in the direction of my keeper. When I got close to him I told him I was being m****ted. He took me with him that night after the party. He told me he was thinking I was getting old enough to get married.
Ehen he left me I understood I was engaged to him, and I was getting married after I graduated. I became peaceful, I worked with my mother on the preparations. I wore a gown made for me, the event was spectacular. Then, after the party, in the wedding room, after I had changed I asked him, if he wanted me. I told him I wanted to be wanted.
After all that time, those years of his waiting, he sat in a chair and just watched me. No kiss, no caress, nothing serious. My wedding night was not when I got 'married'. I didn't get 'married' until a week later, when we were in Paris. The of City of Lights, that's where he married me.
