I dropped down on the ground, flattened myself against the wall, and banged my head against the rough bricks. So fucking careless!
He starred in most of my daydreams and after painstaking preparation I’d finally managed caught him undressed. I had to look again. Slowly my fingertips found the window-ledge and I peeked over the frame. He was right there, pale and wide-eyed. Typical, now I’d scared him.
The bombarding flashes had me momentarily blinded. How could I’ve missed the camera? Argh, now I had to stay away from my favourite object. I couldn’t afford to be this fucking careless.
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