The hunt

Just two hours later I had found my spot. It was perfect. Maria had convinced that my hunting ground needed to be a public spot where emotions tended to reach their boiling point. A place where anger, frustration and agony were common.

At first, I had considered lurking near the closest dentist but then Maria had had a better idea. After some consideration I had to agree that there was hardly a place worse than the parking space that belonged to our local mall.

While I am the first person to show up when there's free stuff offered, for some reason creating a free of charge parking space near the city centre was the perfect recipe for desaster. What might have sounded like a commendable idea given how expensive some parking spots tended to be in reality meant that every person with a car who had business somewhat close to the mall tended to target it like a reckless homing missile.

No matter the date or time of day the parking spot was stacked. To make things even worse, nobody had bothered to paint orientation lines to the ground which resulted in people stretching the extent of their creativity to generate new ways to park a car. For the first time in my life I felt relieved that I was too broke to afford a vehicle.

If I wanted to find strong negative emotions this was the place.

I had settled myself on a nearby bench which gave me a solid view over the space.

Then began the waiting...

That was the point were I truly grasped the feeling of being jobless as during workhing hours not a lot of people actually visited the mall. Most cars had probably been there since early in the morning waiting for their owner's to return from work.

On the downside that meant a whole lot less traffic than I had originally planned for. On the upside I would arouse even less suspicion once I got into the action.

I waited even longer...

This was already boring the shit out of me. There was only a small stream of people coming in and out of the mall. All of them looked more or less content.

Lucky bastards!

After a while, I took out my phone. Still no messages from Evelyn. Might as well block the bitch. Maybe after my inevitable change of residence she decides finding me is not worth the effort.

No sooner said than done. I wouldn't let that bitch get on my nerves! I was a free man! Or as Maria might put it the master among masters!

I still didn't quite understand under which conditions she was able to materialize. Maybe I needed to feel emotional to make her appear? Or maybe it was just random? Who knows.

I shrugged it off. For now it didn't really matter although it would be pleasant to have someone around who truly appreciates me for my greatness and good values.

Some things are just too good to be true.

After another hour or so, time really starts to drag. My phone had already bidden me farewell into a black screen. Just five more minutes. By now I had a pretty good overview of the demographic that frequented the mall around this time of the week.

In general there were two main groups:

First group was old people. Those guys really used their free time to check out the stores when as few people as possible could bother them. Well, some people earn their free time on a Tuesday and some just get fired...

Nevertheless I didn't plan on mind controlling some elderly hag. No fun in that. Training is all about fun after all, am I right?

The second group was much more promising. Lots of housewives used the time of the day where their husbands were hard at work to indulge in some shopping.

Stupid women. All they did was waste as much money as possible while giving back nothing in return.

A flock of middle aged women passed me by. They were chatting about some striped dress that they had just purchased in one of the stores and how Elisabeth looked just so gorgeous wearing it.

I didn't know who Elisabeth was but I did know that all of them had premium MILF shaped bodies. Voloptous curves that can only be achieved through motherhood invited me to just give all of their enticing features a good feel.

But I restrained myself. Molesting a group of women would hardly help me hone my skills.

I needed to stay patient. Focus on the objective.

I waited for the group to pass then continued my watch.

Then, finally, my patience was rewarded.

From the half opened window of a grey SUV I heard sounds.

My Brendan senses started tingling immediately. This was what I had been looking for.

Someone was crying in there.

And that someone was clearly a woman from the sound of it.

JACKPOT!

I stood up and got closer to the car. Was I really going to do this? Was I really going to prey on a stranger only for my own sexual gratification? Did I really sink that low?

FUCK YES!

With that I closed the distance between me and the car.

SHOWTIME, BABY!