Chapter 1
The amicable stalker
Not sure when it actually started, or when it changed from being interested in her, to stalking her.
I remember her from primary school, skinny legs buck teeth manky hair and oh! my god that squeaky laugh.
It must have been when we both hit our teens, I know I changed, well I think I did, No!! I definitely did!
Anyway I am pretty sure that was when I started noticing her a little more each day. That squeaky laugh turned into an infectious laugh, the skinny legs became.. Well! Not so skinny, her hair was shiny and always well kept and always had either a headband or hair clip attached.
The main thing though, was her breasts, not that they were huge or anything, but they were there, they were noticible and I definitely noticed them. I wasn't really into sex as such and the breasts were not the be all and end all, it was just that everything about her was absolutely perfect..
Anyway, one minute I hardly notice her, the next I am obsessed with her
She occupies my thoughts every day, I never miss an opportunity to be close to her and I have more pictures of her than could be considered normal.
Oh! Hang on, I haven't even told you her name, Harmony even her name was perfect. But in all the time we knew each other, I don't think she ever really noticed me at all.
Funny how it went from waking up each morning, thinking about her, to watching her then following her and then taking pictures, and I mean hundreds of pictures.
In my mind I was not doing anything wrong, I was happy she was oblivious, no problem.
It's just your imagination her dad had said, when she told him of this feeling she had, that she was being watched and with that it was forgotten, at least by her parents.
But for Harmony the feeling never left her, sometimes it was so overwhelming she would just stop whatever she was doing and go straight home.
Occasionally, while out with friends she would forget all about the feelings of being watched, like the time she went ice skating.
Her boyfriend (yuk) and 5 friends all met up at the cafe, milk shakes all round, they hung around for an hour chatting and then got the bus to the ice skating Park, it was busy,
Mad busy, but they had fun for a few hours. I was there taking pics, its quite funny how everyone was sort of used to seeing me with my camera, no one batted an eyelid.
His hobby they all thought, this thought was backed up, by the fact that I have had a couple of pictures printed in the school magazine.
Harmony 's boyfriend was a local lad from the next town, so I didn't know much about him, except for the fact that I disliked him,However most people seemed to like him a lot! I did a sort of background check on him and to be fair it looked to all intense and purposes that he was OK, He didn't kiss her much, or hold her hand much, I would kiss her all the time, and never let go of her hand. Oh! God I sound like a right
Creep! But that is meant in a nice way not a creepy way. Just so you know.
