Redemption Can Wait. Part 2 - Burned before Sunrise. Who w..

Redemption Can Wait. Part 2 - Burned before Sunrise. Who was she? I had caught myself eyeing that girl ever since I had entered the gym. I wanted to know who she was, what her life was all about. I needed to stay focused on myself, needed to work on my routine, and stop having indecent thoughts about the stranger I had just seen for the first time in the gym. Easier said than done. I had been used to be checked out by girls, I had been even flirting back more than once, but the way she was eyeing me now thinking I am unable to see her, made my cock twitch in my pants. The tightness of her gym outfit was more than revealing, enticing my imagination to wander off. Her curves were screaming to be touched. I could only imagine her bent naked on the first surface I could encounter. Vulnerable and needy, ready to be fucked. Damn… I had to get my focus back. Would it hurt if I just allowed myself to dive into the unknown for a while? Our eyes met for a second before she looked elsewhere. She was interested. I had this way of knowing when a girl wanted more. This was not the first time when I checked out a girl I met at the gym, and surely not the first time I would fuck her. What bothered me was that I was off my game, out of focus. Was it because I just wanted to know who she was? Two weeks, that was the time I had left. I would be leaving the country and not look back for the next five years. The last thing I needed was a complication. So what was about her? What was that thing that made me keep looking, that made me want to approach her? Was it her innocent smile? The mysterious flair she was displaying? What drew my attention was her right-hand tattoo, an arrow cutting through a Mandala of some sort. “Create yourself” in our native language was the core element that arose my curiosity. It was the one element I had been trying to implement in my own life and part of the reason why I was leaving. Should I approach her? Should I let myself see what could happen with a total stranger in my last days of freedom? It would be selfish, but when was the last time that mattered to me? It was not like I would be breaking any of our hearts with some hot sex. You can only get rid of temptation if you yield to it. She was about to become my last sin before redemption. I needed to talk to her and address my obscene thoughts.