It used to be so hard.
She used to have to head out to all the hot spots where all the young men congregated.
She would watch them, pick one out and follow him.
She used to have to wait till they were alone before she could chloroform them.
She used to have to make sure her car was nearby and running.
She used to have to worry that one day the police would catch her.
Then the app came out.
All she had to do was wait.
Now they came to her.
"Excuse me, Ma'am."
She looked up from her the book she was reading on the front porch.
The boy was in his late teens, early twenties and cute. Short curly brown hair, a baby face, a fairly well kept body.
He would do just fine.
"How can I help you young man?"
"I know this is going to sound silly but there's a Ponyta in your backyard. I was wondering if you'd allow me in to catch it."
She smiled.
"Sure I don't see why not."
She led him around back and unlocked the fence.
Once he was far enough in and engrossed in his phone she locked it back.
She doubled back through the house grabbing the bottle and the cloth.
She crept up right behind him.
"Gotcha!" he shouted proudly.
She forced the chloroformed soaked cloth over his mouth and nose.
"Took the words right out of my mouth."
She held on as tight as she could.
When he lost the fight she dragged him back inside and down a flight of stairs into the basement. She cut off his clothes, smiling as she took in the view.
She then drug him over to a cot and laid him on it. Grabbing some rope she bound his hands and feet to the frame.
She smiled at her new little pet. He looked so cute in his place with all the others.
"Gotta catch 'em all," she laughed.
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