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I'll look around in the meantime.
Is not the first time, I've done this before and like any other times is just a matter of patience.
There will be a reward.
I've seen her passing by.
Seen her this morning from the window up there.
A couple of times. Back and forth.
I couldn't take my eyes off her.
I like her. A lot.
And when she comes I'll jump.
I'll grab her, firmly, no chances for her to move, she will be mine.
Shhhh! Don't shout, be quiet. Quiet.
The reward, think of the reward.
Ah, I can feel the smell already, I can taste her flavour in the air.
Oh, she won't run, I'll grab her and squeeze her, there, behind the
bench, in the dark.
I can see in the dark, she doesn't know, is not my first time, I can do a clean job and no one will ever know where she's gone.
I'll get her in my mouth, oh, will be lovely to feel that fur caressing
my tongue, up and down, up and down.
She won't be able to say anything or scream because I will be quick, she doesn't know I am quick.
A little quick jump and she will be mine, her fur, my tongue, us, together.
Don't care about her wills, she is mine already, I can feel her in the
air and we will be one.
Then when tired I'll get her to my daddy, a lovely present for him and he will give me a stroke I am sure, there, yes there, I can already feel
it, there in the golden triangle between nose and ears and I will shake and purr in exchange with my tail up to show how I love him, I'll scratch and love bite his hand because he is mine. She is mine. The world is mine.
Shhh! Be quiet, she is coming.
Yes she is coming, I can feel my reward coming... london night bench street lampost photography photographer photo longexposure waiting