I remember her for a long time, when she was still a small girl. She was ugly, with a big mouth, was extremely long for her age. Nobody paid any attention to her. However, as time passed, she turned into a strikingly beautiful girl, tall and with beautiful long hair of deep black color. She was very beautiful Jewish.

We lived in the same house, often met in the elevator, at the bus stop, on the street. Once I saw her in all the feminine power, a burning and painful passion flared up in me. Every time I met her, my face reddened and the primary sign tensed and drenched my underpants.

She was fresh and beautiful. Her voice was like delightful, quiet and light music. I could not think of anything, only about her ... All my fantasies at night, thoughts on the subway, when I masturbated in the bath - only she!

I recognized her phone, rang, requested her to the phone. In one hand he held the receiver in the other with a swollen source of pleasure and his own problems. She answered the phone: - Hello, you can not hear ... Speak louder ... Hello ... Who is this ... Hello ... Hello. And hung up. I was already lying, smearing the crayon in the face, let me go for a few hours ...

She dreamed of me once. We were driving in a transparent elevator, which did not move up or down, but somewhere in the side, there were surprisingly beautiful places around. Huge trees unknown to me, forest streams with fish splashing in them. And the smell, the smell of dew and flowers: blue-headed irises that bloom one day, snowdrops, roses, tulips. And she ... She is wearing a blindingly white dress. She looks at me. I stand at the other end of the elevator, completely naked. I'm jerking off. Zalupa sent to her. She slowly lifts her skirt, high to the navel. I see knees, endless hips, pubis with a neat little wedge of curly, for some reason red hairs. As I do not squeeze and do not move the dick, I do not finish. She looks into my eyes and slowly squats, squats so wide apart that I see her cunt. She smiles mysteriously and starts writing. I was just shaking, and her stream gradually expanding in a huge rain irrigates the fairytale forest at the bottom of the elevator. Trees with each leaf absorb life-giving moisture, animals raise their heads and open their mouths. The whole world flashed ... At the same time I am finishing, a huge jet of sperm absorbs it, fills the elevator, floods the whole world. Everything drowns in it, and I disappear. Everything around me becomes white, I wake up screaming. All in sweat and in the clown ... That night I did not fall asleep anymore.

I thought that if I didn’t fuck her, I’ll go mad or commit suicide. I had to subdue her, take hold of her life, her warmth. Everything went towards securing this goal. I only thought about it. I sat on the balcony and for a month, I wrote down from one day to day when she left, when she returned. She returned late, it was on hand. Seeing her from the balcony every time I jerked off. I already didn't give a shit about what someone could see.

So, this was supposed to happen as follows. I entered her elevator, stopped him between floors. Plugged her mouth, tore off her coat, skirt, jacket, blouse, stockings, and underpants. And he started to fuck her. In a word, he acted like an ordinary rapist. Only she knew me and I was not going to hide anywhere, which will then not interest me.

The day has come, it was late evening, I was waiting on the staircase. She entered the elevator, I followed her. Called the floor. The elevator drove off.

- Now I fuck you

- Not...

I put a handkerchief in her mouth, clean, I took care of it. Straightened his pants, got the dick, let him dangle. My pants fell to the floor. I tore off her coat, then with a blow I knocked off my hat and ... I saw that she now had dyed hair. Some kind of disgusting color, almost purple. I vomited, vomit fell on her.

- Dura-only and I said and hit her in the stomach. She bent over, I hit her on the face. The excitement came back but it was an animal feeling I wanted to kill her.I beat her with my hands and feet until the dick didn’t stiffen and shot a malaff, and then I pissed me off.

When they came for me, I didn’t care. I swam in the bath in cold water, bright red color ...