The White Streak

Greda's heart flooded with spite, as few days ago he finally met a lovely lady which struck his heart hard, while being heavenly fortunately single and alone she seemed on the street. He was excited as he headed over, decided to tease her to grab her attention. No doubt, the lady, being as embarrassed and introverted she was, struggled with blushes and twists, which were the trigger to his libido. Gulp! He certainly enjoyed the catcher-and-catched game with pretty girls like her.

The downer was... spectators were gathering around him, like a real dramatic crowd of them where there were literally three circles surrounding the crime scene. The passersby knew who Greda was and of course they would not have the courage to interrupt his enjoyment. He was just surprised that his routine of flirtation was getting so much unnecessary attention.