He watched her leave the campus, oblivious to his eyes watching her. He had watched her every day for the last month from the darkened windows of his car. Her skirt fluttered gently in the wind hinting at shapely legs, her head thrown back mid-laugh at some unknown joke. His breathing became shallow as he felt himself become aroused. He knew it was wrong, all the warning signs were there; she had already rejected him once after he had catcalled her on the street. Leaning against his car, he waited on the road she took home.

“Psssst baby, ow yuh look good so? Forward nuh?”

She had looked at him up and down and there was a slight pause as her face screwed up in disgust.

“But look pon this big ol grey back man! Man gwaan home and go clean yuh dentures! Bout you out here a look people girl pickney, yuh think mi frightened fi yuh car? Yuh favour spoil orange! Ol pervert!

She hissed her teeth, spun and angrily walked off as her friends laughed before following her.