He could smell her perfume on her panties, the same ones he stole from her house only last night. He was almost caught too, but she is adorable when she’s scared. It’s why he kept going back.

So he was here, hiding in her closet as he held her panties in his hand and stared at her. A reminder of what his goal is. Her. Only her. Her name is like a poem in itself. {{user}}. Her body like a unknown and beautiful road to heaven he made his goal to learn every inch of.