I have a stalker.

To set the scene, I walk to the bus stop after work every day along a straight road and there is a fellow that is always waiting for the same bus as me. I can see him from a fair distance away and he is always facing away from me anticipating the arrival of our bus. That is until he senses someone walking towards him at which point he turns, and upon spotting me spends the next ten or so minutes devouring me with his eyes until the bus arrives. He is in his late forties, around five foot ten or eleven, of large build with a beer belly, shorn Grey hair and a close cropped beard with both ears pierced.

When he gets on the bus he always sits in one of the side facing seats and stares at me until we get off (at the same stop) in town. We both then walk the same route to our respective buses out of the city centre. This has been going on for a long time now and is beginning to unnerve me somewhat. I have on a few occasions held his gaze and fired a dirty look at him but he seems unfazed (I am not a small bloke).

If at some point this man sticks a knife in me or tries to put his willy in me I will at least know that I have left behind enough clues for someone to catch him, however I may be penetrated. I plan to have a word in his shell-like very soon although I am ashamed to admit that while the prospect does not bother me, I feel I may be overreacting. I think he may be one of those gay bear blokes I have heard about and the fact that I am of a similar height and build with a shaved head and sometimes sport a close cropped beard leads me to the conclusion that he thinks we can smell our own.

For the record, I am a heterosexual man with a lovely girlfriend and a smasher of a daughter and I have no hang ups about gay people. In fact some of my sister's best friends are gay. Gay people impress me with their flamboyancy and sexual promiscuity and I think they have been dealt a pretty good hand when it comes to both.
Being made to feel like a piece of meat though, is a new experience.