Aeson said:
stalker oooo. What happened?
Sorry it's taken so long to respond... no home 'puter at the moment.
It started with phone calls while I was on the air. She'd call and tell me she was naked or "entertaining herself" while listening to my voice, etc... she claimed to be a cheerleader, National Honor Society student, etc. Some nights she'd call and just have "normal" conversations about music or movies, etc; but the calls always ended with "I love you and we will be together some day."
Over night dj's get bored; we call other overnight jocks to pass the time. Turns out every jock in that part of the state knew Steph (her name), and they'd all had the same sorts of calls from her. She didn't know where the studios of my station were, so she never ended up in the parking lot waiting on me like she'd done some other jocks. At least not this time.
So I move away to a different city for a year or so, then moved back and went to work for a public/college radio station. During the day, we aired NPR and at night, jazz and classical. One night on an overnight shift, Steph calls. She'd heard my voice and "missed me". The sexual teasing and innuendos started immediately, and (I'm a nice guy) I'd tell her I couldn't talk because the phones were recorded, etc (I lied).
A couple months into this, I was leaving the studio at 6 am, and there's a van parked next to my car in the parking lot. I don't think much of it, until this girl gets out. She introduced herself as Steph. She was not cheerleading material. She wasn't unnattractive, but she was a little heavy; certainly too heavy to make a cheering squad. She'd parked so close to my car I couldn't get in the driver's side door, but I eyeballed the van pretty good and was pretty sure there was no one else there. So I decided to talk to her, and try to ease my way out of the situation.
We ended up sitting on the sidewalk talking for a couple hours, and I confronted her about the call and her lies, etc. She broke down and began sobbing about how lonely she was and how she just wanted to be loved and dj's always sound so friendly and warm so she gravitated toward this fantasy guy behind the voice, etc... She promised she'd never do it again, and got in the van and drove away. A week later, she called me on the air, claimed she was masturbating while talking to me, and swore she'd never ever been to my station and met me but "really wanted to someday". I got the station manager to put a block on her number... a few times I'd see her parked on the other side of the lot when I got off work, but she never came back to talk to me face to face.
Not long after, I got out of radio and went to work at a local cinema as a projectionist. One night one of the ushers came upstairs to tell me my wife was there and needed to talk to me. Worried something was wrong (she was pregnant) I ran downstairs and saw...Steph. It was she that had them come get me by claiming to be my wife. I had security escort her out, and a couple nights later she stopped me in the parking lot after closing time and begged me to "make love to her again like we use to". I threatened to call the police, and she got in her car and drove away sobbing. I saw her one time after that, at a local mall. She had a baby in a stroller and kept following me around as I shopped, but she never approached me.
And that's the story.