[ WP ] The narrator has a huge crush on the protagonist . It 's really starting to creep the protagonist out .

She awoke, confused and naked on the bed. Her soft, perky nipples could feel the slow breeze as she realised she was the subject of something bigger....she felt strange and confused, and she was oh so beautiful....gorgeous, as she lay there, helpless.... 
 
 Err I mean she got out of the bed and began gracefully walking....runn... flailing... her way to her majestical closet, her sanctuary, her ward....and she jolted for the door, I felt so hot just watching her....in a quite soothing manner she yells `` who are you what is this'' 
 
 her soft lips and beautiful voice begin to turn me on as she turns cold, `` This is n't fucking funny''....the anger in her eyes, the passion, its such a turn on.... she pauses, so cute and docile, deep in her own imagination, thinking about hot passionate sex, 
 
 `` I'm not thinking about sex'' she shyly and playfully says, with a bit of a giggle. 
 
 `` what the fuck is this, I did not say it like that, I am not turned on by this'' 
 
 as she begins to blush, so infatuated, so controlled, so desperately in love. 
 
 she sat there cold in thought, so aroused, but silent 
 
 `` who the fuck are you, am I dreaming?'' 
 
 No, i'm the narrator, and this is going to be fun.
