Back in my college days, I had a male stalker.
There was nothing gay about it, he was a pure platonic stalker. But it was terrifying.
It didn't help that he was a hunchback midget with one eye bigger than the other.
I'd come out of classes at the end of a corridor on the top floor of the building and he'd be standing there, claiming that he was just passing by. Even though he was supposed to be at class in a building four miles away.
I even started varying my route into college so he wouldn't "bump into me" in the mornings.
Of course none of my friends believed me. Untill he promptly switched his obsession to one of them. Most of us got about four months of his creepy stalking.
( Dr Preference AjcuiVd289, Sun 3 Feb 2008, 11:46, Reply)