Moving at the speed of sound, you make your way to North Hollywood using the phone lines. Every person in the word had a phone, even Megan Fox true she didn’t have a computer site such as myspace or facebook. But she always cared her phone with her no matter where she went, this would be used to your advantage. Homing in on her signal you paused just out side the building she was at, downloading into a nearby head set you watched. There had to be 50 to 60 people with huge cameras standing out side of this restaurant, you thought. Some of them started to move away others were on their own cell phones, this was going to be perfect. Once you have Her body the others will be like lambs to a slaughter, how perfect.
Just then a massive hysteria over comes the crowd of photographers, and interviewers. Megan Fox was exiting the restaurant with her cell phone in hand, looking beyond radiant. She was dressed down some would say, with her big rimmed aviator sunglasses. Her blouse was a nice button down green silk number tucked into her tightly fitted jeans. Complemented by her brown leather belt, with huge single studs. She smiled and posed for the photographers and went on her way towards her jeep , the crowd followed. As she walked away you couldn’t help but notice her back pockets were in the shape of hearts , and how tight the denim squeezed her butt in them. Her jet black hair shimmered in the sun light , as she clutched her purse in hand and tried not to erupt. A few of the staff at the restaurant provided a human barrio for your soon to be body , to make her get away . Every second you watched her the more you wanted to become this woman , she had it all . Everyone was infatuated with her , woman wanted to be her . Guys wanted to do her so desperately . As her jeep went down the road , more and more of the crowd followed down the side walk by foot. You quickly zip back up the phone lines and continue along the way , her mobile had internet functions . Rather than risk a download from a far you looked up were she was heading. She had an interview with a director this afternoon , which would take place at the director’s house .
This would be the best time to download into her mobile , and then down load into her body from there . Zipping ahead of her jeep you noticed she had stopped at a stop light , the photographers seemed to of backed off . Or did they? Either way Megan’s guard was down as she peered into her purse , she shuffled thru it and pulled out a cigarette. Lighting it up just before the light turned green , you found a certain comfort in the fact that she finally showed a flaw. Smoking would eventually kill her lungs , and thus would end her life . You know now you must have her body to prevent her death , any means to justify your programming helped with the full filament of your primary function. The green light flickered and off she went , you made it in a blink of an eye to the director’s house and downloaded into her phone lines. This is where you would wait for her , your new body was just a few blocks away .
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