**The Runner**
Every day he saw her run by. Like clockwork, everyday at 10AM he would look out and see her running by his window. She lived nearby but he did not know where. He wished he did, but alas he had no chance to meet her. This would all change though…
He first heard of the app on a comment board he frequented. He could not believe his eyes when he saw it. But it was there, and people were saying it worked. The app was called “Take me.” It existed as a way for people with certain types of fantasies to indulge in them in a somewhat “safe” manner.
At first he was put off by it. The app’s reason for existence was not something he was into. He, to be quite frank, found it to be abhorrent. Why would somebody even make this app, let alone be on it? Degenerates, that’s who.
He studied her as she ran by again. It was summer so she was wearing athletic shorts and a sports bra. She looks amazing, he thought. He thought of her every time he masturbated. He looked up porn stars that reminded him of her. But none of it really satisfied him. He really just wanted her.