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    I gasped, and turned, backing up till my skin came in contact with the wall. There he stood, the man in the trench coat. My heart sped up, leaping into my throat. “Allow me to introduce myself,” he began, his velvety voice calming my nerves a little, “I am Sexual Offenderman, but you can call me Smexy, for short.” He said, and flashed me a fanged smile. “M-my name is-is A-Alex.” I responded, stuttering. He advanced towards me, until our bodies were pressed together. “Alex,” he said, trying out my name on his smooth tongue, “that is a perfect name.” I felt a blush creep up my cheeks, and suddenly, his lips were crashing on to mine, tongue invading my mouth.

    I gasped in surprise, my eyes widening, but they quickly fluttered shut. Part of my mind was screaming at myself to stop, but the other side was begging for more. Hesitantly, I kissed back, and his tongue wrapped itself around mine, giving me erotic shivers. Finally, we pulled away from each other, breathless. “You are the first being I have ever truly fallen in love with, Alex.” He whispered to me, panting slightly. “Alex! I’m back!” Emma called, and I heard a slam as she entered her stall. “Meet me later tonight in the woods by your house, I’ll see you there.” Smexy breathed into my ear, and just like that, he was gone. Still breathing heavy from the kiss, I took deep intakes of air, lowering my heartbeat little by little. “Alex, I still want to see you in that dress!” Emma hollered over the wall separating us. After concluding the mall shopping, Emma and I parted ways, and headed home.

    Falling on my bed, I rubbed my eyes in exhaustion. “Man, shopping really takes it out of me.” I mumbled, and moved to the closet to unpack my new clothes. I had purchased the crop tee, skinny jeans, the dress (which Emma refused to stop bothering me about until I bought it) and heels to go with it. As I pulled the last tag off of my pants, I glanced at the clock, and realized it read ten o’clock. “I better get going, Smexy will be waiting for me.” I thought out loud, and suddenly I was plunged into a dreamy state, and all I could think about, was the tall, handsome creature I was going to meet in the woods. Snapping out of it, I hung up my last item, and turned off my lights before walking out the door. Making my way silently down the stairs, I crept past Phil and Jenny’s room, making sure not to disturb anyone.

    Reaching the last step, a loud creak sounded throughout the house, and I held my breath, hoping nobody heard. After a couple minutes of silences, I let out the whoosh of air, and continued to the door. Cracking it open, I snuck outside, and made a dash for the woods. Straining my eyes in the dim light, I struggled to make out any shapes that could be who I was looking for. Catching me by surprise, two arms wrapped their way around my waist, a head resting on top of mine. “Hey babe.” Smexy said, his words rolling off of his tongue like dew off of a delicate blade of grass. We spent most of our time talking, and walking through the woods. The slight moonbeams danced off of the sinister looking trees, illuminating them in an eerie glow, the silver orb providing just enough light for us to be able to see where we’re going. Beginning to grow tired; I sat down, my back against a tall, proud pine, with Smexy following me.
I snuggled up against his chest, and yawned, shivering a bit. “You cold babe?” he inquired, and I nodded, “Just a little.” Came my reply. There was some rustling, before something warm lowered itself down onto my shoulders. It was his trench coat. Pulling it around me, I smiled, “Thanks, that helped.” Just then, I realized something. Smexy doesn’t wear any shirt under his coat. My cheeks flushed, as I saw my head was resting against his bare chest, abs beautifully toned. “Smexy,” I started, wanting to ask him a serious question, “If you’re called ‘Sexual Offenderman’, why haven’t you tried anything with me yet? I mean, isn’t that what you do?” I felt him tense slightly underneath me, and I feared I might have asked the wrong thing. “Oh Alex, I would love nothing more than to have you, but I don’t want it to be meaningless, like all my other victims. I love you, and I want it to stay that way.”

    I felt tears pricking my eyes. That had to be the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. “Unless of course,” He continued in a more sensual tone, “you want me to try something.” I laughed, “I think we should go at a pace that we’re both comfortable with.” He hummed in agreement, and held me close to him. I felt so safe, in his arms, and eventually, I felt my eyelids begin to drift closed, dragging my consciousness down into a deep pit of dreams.
Installment Three! Enjoy this new chapter, and don't forget to comment if you would like me to continue! Oh and since all anyone ever writes about Smexy is how he violates girls and rapes them, I decided to show everyone the sweet side to him.