I wanted her (also with nudity!)

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I wanted her (July 21 2002)

It was outstanding the way she looked at me and I knew that behind those little eyes there must be something more, something more of what I desired… But such innocence, such perfection I knew must not be wasted. So lust only knew her from my eyes and it let no other rational thought be present, and she was high up in the pedestal of my dreams, waiting for me, always waiting.

It took me a life after my innocence to realize what I needed, and now that I know, it is obvious that needs must be satisfied. She was it. She was perfect, not because of her simple mind but because of her simple body, so deprived from the hardships of life.

And that day I took her from her father’s arms, and behold, he was dead, but only one thing mattered… she did not scream, she did nothing, she knew not of the drug flowing through her veins, her infected blood in her brain.

She was face down on the floor, feeling nothing and I feeling everything. That mattered nothing to me. In moments everything was over and her tiny, naked, under aged body lied there, being nothing to me. I stood there, feeling pity and power. I took myself out of my shell and made myself move away, thinking of a new one. Of going to the park.

Isaac Immanuel

Yes I am aware that this is a cheap copy of Zero's story. I was just, uhh, inspired.

-- Kant (kant@kant.com), July 21, 2002

Answers

This scares me...scares me muchly. I think I'm goging to go...hide...or soemthing.

-- Zero_6ix (Zero_6ix@hotmail.com), July 21, 2002.

Creepy.. i'll leave it at that....

-- ArchPyro (ZemoruePyxil@aol.com), July 22, 2002.

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