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He could tell by the way she looked at him that she wanted him. Every Wednesday right around 3 pm she'd show up in her church van. They'd sing hymns and hand out food and socks, and the'd make small talk. But when she talked to him it was never just small talk. Her piercing blue eyes shot directly into his soul. She could see what he was thinking. When she talked to him, he froze up and his attempts at speech came out as a string of garbled word-like sounds. He always fell apart when in front of her, but in his dreams she was already his. She knew she wanted to belong to him; he just had to convince her the time had finally come to make it happen.

Description
He could tell by the way she looked at him that she wanted him. Every Wednesday right around 3 pm she'd show up in her church van. They'd sing hymns and hand out food and socks, and the'd make small talk. But when she talked to him it was never just small talk. Her piercing blue eyes shot directly into his soul. She could see what he was thinking. When she talked to him, he froze up and his attempts at speech came out as a string of garbled word-like sounds. He always fell apart when in front of her, but in his dreams she was already his. She knew she wanted to belong to him; he just had to convince her the time had finally come to make it happen.