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The Stranger

I feel inspired to write this story about a story... Yet there is this stranger who insists on watchin me conduct this "magic" i write. I crack my knuckles, give myself my motivation speech and.... i just cant do it. This stranger is staring at me, and as i begin to question who this stranger is, the stranger gets up slowly, showing patience in motion. Stranger walks over to me taking off the jacket, to reveal herself as a woman. A very voluptuous woman who has now stunned me with her presence. A slow seductive pace she walks towards me with a fire in her eyes melting my soul as she speaks to me with no words spoken. She looks at me as she walks but doesnt see the impending danger she is about to come across. She now has my attention but her eyes say that she wants more. Lust is not part of this equation but what she desired from me did not take much math to put 2 and 2 together to see that though she came to admire my writings, she wishes to obtain the genius behind the pen. I hypnotized her with my words, trancing her with dreams of all the things she wanted to see. The meaning behind every word enchanted her heart into a fairytale of magic. I do the right thing and push her away because she doesnt realize just who i really am...

or does she?!