My attempt at sharing my experiences...

[hijikata]

Dun stop bro.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I produced my driving license instead while Jenny surrendered her IC.

Cop: You deaf or what? I said IC.

Part of me wanted to fuck him upside down. But I held back. I gave him my
11B.

Cop: Oh. Regular. What are you trying to do?

Me: We were just talking.

Cop: I saw something else.

J: Hello sir, just what did you see?

Cop: You unzipped his pants.

J: Fooling around cannot ah?

Cop: You better watch your tone or I'll charge you with disorderly behaviour
and obstructing a public servant.

Me: Sorry. She's drunk.

Cop: Ok. I give you chance since you civil servant.

Me: Thank you.

In my mind I was cursing him. The cops left us alone.

J: Dickheads.

Me: Yeah.

J: I'm quite high. You wanna go hotel or not?

Me: I'm horny but I don't think it's sex that I want.

J: Bullshit. We go hotel now see what happen la.

Me: Never mind la. I send you home.

J: Sure or not?

Me: Ya lah. Let's go.

We caught a cab back to Jenny's place and I sent her to her door.

J: You ok?

Me: I'm fine.

J: You sure? You seem a little depressed.

Me: Normal.

J: Come in la.

Me: Don't want la. Not nice.

J: My parents are overseas. Only Jason is home.

Me: Damn paiseh la. If he finds out I'm fucking you how?

J: Please la. I'm an adult liao. Somemore I was the one who seduced you. I'm
quite tired. You wanna come in or not?

Me: Ok.

We proceeded straight to her room. She immediately stripped.

Me: Eh. I told you I don't want to fuck.

J: Who wants to fuck? I'm gonna shower.

Me: Orh.

J: You wanna shower or not? I'll get you a towel.

Me: Ok.

Jenny went to get me a towel and I removed my clothes. Dirty thoughts
entered my mind and I got a hard on.

Jenny reappeared with the towel. She stared at my manhood.

J: I thought you said you didn't wanna fuck?

Me: Sorry la. I got horny when I saw you naked.

J: So you wanna fuck or not??

Me: No need.

J: Sure?

Me: Sure.

J: At least shower together la.

Me: Ok.

We proceeded to the bathroom. Under the shower, she kept teasing me by
rubbing herself on me. My hard on persisted.

J: What's wrong?

Me: Nothing.

J: Then why aren't you touching me?

Me: Your toilet is a little cramped.

J: Since when did space affect you?

Me: Huh?

J: Never mind.

We finished showering, dried ourselves and headed back to her room. I was
still sporting a raging hard on. She lay on her bed, I sat on the edge. It
was only a super single, and we used to have a lot of fun on it previously.
This time, it was really strange. My body was definitely telling me it
wanted some pussy, but somehow or another, my mind refused to work in
tandem.

Jenny pulled me towards her and in a swift motion, got on top of me. She was
still naked, while I was wearing my boxers, looking pretty ridiculous with
my cock still forming a tent.

J: Seriously, what's wrong?

Me: I really don't know.

J: Random erection that won't go away?

Me: Maybe.

J: It's quite a serious medical condition right?

Me: How would I know?

She pulled off my boxers and I didn't resist. She grabbed my cock.

J: It's damn hard. I thought when you drink too much you can't get a full
erection?

Me: You mean me or guys in general?

J: I mean generally.

Me: I don't know.

J: Did you take drugs or something?

Me: What?! No. I don't think so...

She grabbed my cock and pushed it towards my stomach before letting go. It
sprang back into its original position.

Me: What are you doing?

J: Testing it.

Me: So now you're a doctor?

J: No la. I'm amused by it. Usually, you're not this hard. And usually, I
would be riding on it by now. So tell me, what's wrong?

Me: I really don't know.

J: Fine. Take your time and think about it. I'm not about to let this go to
waste...

Jenny opened her bedside drawer and took out some lube.

Me: What's that for?

J: I'm not wet you idiot. You didn't make me.

Me: Then don't fuck me if you're not horny.

J: Oh course I'm horny. Just not wet.

She lubed herself and spread some of it on my dick.

J: You don't mind right?

Me: Why should I?

J: I don't know, you've been acting weird.

She lowered herself onto the pole. All the way. I flinched a little when I
felt my dickhead hit her cervix.

J: OHHHH YESSS....

Me: Keep it down will you? Jason's next door. We never fucked when he was
home.

J: He's a pig la. He won't wake up.

She continued riding while I lay there like a human dildo.

J: Ahhh... Actually... Uhhhh.... I know what's.... Yes... wrong with you...

Me: Could you stop and speak properly?

She did, but rubbed her clit on me while I was still prodding her cervix.

J: It's that girl right?

Me: I don't know.

J: You're torn. You like her. Love maybe. You want her back.

Me: Maybe.

J: But you... ahhh... can't give up sex with me...

Me: Don't think so highly of yourself...

J: And other girls you sleep with... Yes....

Me: Like who?

J: Wait.

She rubbed harder, biting her lower lip to suppress her moans. Within a few
more strokes, she heaved a sigh of relief.

J: Ok. Where was I?

Me: The other girls I sleep with. Who? I only sleep with you frequently, the
rest are like one off.

I expected her to get off. But she did not.

J: Damn. You're still hard. I could do this all night.

Me: Could you focus on the question?

J: Oh. Sorry.

She started grinding again and I did not stop her.

J: You want variety. Sex with other girls is thrilling. Yet you want
stability.

Me: That sounds logical. And are you seriously gonna use me again?

J: Baby, I could go the whole night as long as you're hard. You sure you
didn't take anything?

I tried to recall any instance where an illegal substance was slipped into
my drink but could not.

Me: Pretty sure I didn't.

J: Well, too bad for you. Good for me.

[adamlayus]

thanks for sharing bro ;)

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I was a bit irritated and tried to shove Jenny off, but she pushed herself
further down on my cock and lay on my chest.

J: Don't like that leh...

She kissed me. I pushed her away. But she remained firmly stuck to my
crotch.

J: You don't like having a girl on your cock?

Me: It's not that la. I've been feeling quite strange recently.

J: And you forgot how to have sex?

Me: No I didn't.

J: Then?

Me: It's just... I don't know...

J: We're fuck buddies ok? I'm not your girlfriend. Put aside your feelings
and just go with the flow!

Me: I can't.

J: You used to be able to...

Me: Yeah.

J: Why did you message me then?

Me: I thought maybe we could talk.

J: Then why the hell do you have a constant erection?

Me: I don't know.

J: It's been like half an hour...

Me: So?

J: I really read somewhere that if your erection is too long, it's quite
bad. Have to amputate.

Me: What?!

I immediately tried to sit up. Jenny shifted too, and wrapped her legs
around my back. She still refused to get off.

Me: Oi.... Get off la...

J: Don't want.

I got off the bed and stood up. She grabbed me tighter, her arms and legs
wrapped around my back.

Me: Jenny, please.

She started kissing my neck, and nibbling on my ear lobes.

Truthfully, I was fucking horny. But somehow my thoughts alternated between
banging her till she screamed, and not doing anything at all.

And then it hit me. She was probably right. I did like Shirley a lot. And it
was not because sex with her was bad, but I guess I was so used to having
Jenny as a fuck buddy that it felt normal to fuck her.

But then again, Shirley and I were not attached. Not officially anyway. I
knew she liked me, but I did not think too much about it. I assumed that she
would be there forever.

I sensed a slackening of Jenny's grip and broke free. I placed her on the
bed. She lay down, spread her legs and beckoned to me.

I lay down next to her. She snuggled up to me.

J: So how?

I smiled at her.

J: Well.

I pointed at my crotch. It was flaccid.

J: What!!! You're playing games with me issit?

Me: No. I kind of understand now. I've been treating her badly.

J: And before you realised that you could maintain a fucking hard erection
for so long?

Me: I don't know about that la...

Jenny kissed me again, forcing her tongue into my mouth. This time I
reciprocated, pulling her towards me, our tongues fighting their close
combat war.

After five minutes of frenching, she broke away, trailing her tongue down my
neck, teasing my nipples, my ribcage, and down to my thighs. She stopped and
looked up at me.

J: Now can we fuck?

Me: Erm.

J: Pretend I'm her la.

Me: No.

J: Then pretend I'm me lor.

Me: That doesn't make any sense.

She held my flaccid cock in her hands and ran her tongue from my balls up to
the head. I shuddered but did not feel myself rising to the occasion.

J: Ewww... Can you go wash it? The dried lube and my juices taste funny.

Me: You don't have to give me a blowjob you know...

J: Hey. We're fuck buddies. And I want to get fucked. Now go wash it.

Sighing, I got up, wrapped the towel around my waist and headed to the
common bathroom, taking care to be as quiet as I could so I would not wake
Jason up and have him chew my head off for banging his little sister. I
wondered what he would do if he found out.

Yeah. That's me. I realised I was wrong in the way I treated Shirley and yet
there I was, in my fuck buddy's house, doing the exact thing Shirley was so
pissed about.

I guess one fine day it will all come full circle, and I will get what I
deserve...

[Xensualize]

Bro guess who's back? Me your loyal follower! Haha, do continue!

[Shuang_Jie_Gun]

very nice write up. u got another fan here. Cheers. :o

[EnigmaofSorrow]

very nice write up. u got another fan here. Cheers. :o

thanks for the support guys. updates may be slow or crappy. i've been alternating between depression and normality recently. drinking every night...

[mclovin]

so go reconcile with Shirley :) btw not to surprise you... i think i know you and shirley :p

[EnigmaofSorrow]

so go reconcile with Shirley :) btw not to surprise you... i think i know you and shirley :p

er. PM me.

[Slide2Despair]

Depressed or not ... there's someone you should be talking to instead ... better not to avoid the issues ... hopefully it's not too late.

Good luck.

[onlyhuman]

After reading ts wonderful write up..it got mi thinking why the fuck I din went jc in the first place....:D

Do continue writing...u are gd at it..

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I washed my dick and headed back into Jenny's room. She was snuggled up
under the covers and snoring lightly.

Just as well. I bent down and kissed her forehead. She did not stir.

I got dressed and let myself out, find the spare key exactly where it was.

It was only 6am but the sun was already up, its warm rays permeating from
the little cloud cover there was. I lit a stick as I stepped away from the
lift lobby, took and long drag, and proceeded to empty the contents of my
stomach on a little shrub by the side of the footpath.

My head was extremely clear, and now, so was my stomach. I had been an ass
in the way I was treating Shirley. And I had to do something about it before
it was too late.

I hailed a cab from the main road and instructed the driver to go to her
place. The short journey there was apparently not short enough to keep me
awake, and the driver had to rouse me from my restless slumber upon reaching
the destination. I headed up to the flat I called home for a pretty
substantial period of time.

It seemed as though nothing had changed.

Just as I was about to ring the doorbell, I heard chatter from the other
side.

Something came over me. No, it was not another wave of nausea. I ran towards
the staircase and hid there, waiting to see who would appear.

True enough, the door opened and a guy stepped out. He looked familiar but I
could not place where I had seen him before. Shirley appeared in the
doorway, dressed in a brown Army T-shirt, one of mine no doubt, one that we
were no longer allowed to wear due to the issuance of the new green ones.

She gave the guy a hug and pulled him in for a kiss.

Strange feelings overcame me as I watched the scene unfold. Here was the
girl who had harboured a crush on me for the longest time. The girl who
saved her virginity for me and yet had it taken in the most unpleasurable of
manners. The girl who took me in and let me stay in her house when I did not
have my own. The girl who willingly gave her entire heart and soul to me not
expecting much in return.

The girl who was now kissing another guy whom I knew from somewhere.

The saddest thing was that it was my own fault. Mostly.

Perhaps if I had paid more consderation to her feelings, she would not have
run into the waiting arms of another guy.

From my spot at the staircase, I could see everything clearly. Part of me
wanted to rush up to them and confront them, and yet the other part
rationalised that it was my fault and that I should leave them alone.
Shirley appeared happy, and who was I to dictate who she should be seeing or
sleeping with? Considering I could not provide the happiness she wanted.

I watched as they broke from their embrace. I think Shirley caught sight of
me and actually made a move towards the staircase. I quickly ran 2 floors
down and headed for the lift.

As luck had it, he was in the lift going down.

Maybe I looked like crap after drinking so much. Maybe I smelt bad. But I
remember the look of disdain I received when I entered the lift.

And he looked really really familiar.

I tried to recall where I had seen him before. Was he one of my ex-recruits?
It did not seem likely as most of my recruits were still around, some of the
previous intake had signed on, so he probably was not from my battalion.

Suddenly his phone rang, and he identified himself.

Fuck, he an inspector in the police force. Most likely a NSF as he looked
really young. Unless he was scholar material and signed on, but if he was,
he probably would be studying now.

Ok. So I was jealous. This guy was probably better than me in more ways than
one.

Maybe it was best that Shirley was with him. At least she would have a
better life. Or so I hoped.

As we exited the lift, I intended to follow him to see where he was going
and possibly figure out where I had seen him before. But the dude walked
really fast and my hangover prevented me from catching up with him.

At the car park, he got into a BMW convertible and drove off. So he was
rich, or relatively well-off. Or his parents were.

With that in mind, it more or less made me realise that with him, Shirley
would be well taken care of.

Resigning to my fate, I dropped her a text.

Me: I'm sorry for everything. Enjoy your new life.

As expected, there was no reply.

I hailed a cab and headed back to camp.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I reached back camp around 8am and practically crawled to my bunk. The
journey up to the 4th floor seemed absurdly long.

I fumbled for my bunk keys and flopped onto my bed like a dead fish,
removing my clothes at the same time. My phone decided that enough was
enough and jumped out of my pocket, landing on the floor.

I promptly KOed, not realising that the battery of my useless phone had
detached itself from the main body, effectively rendering me uncontactable.

It was only around 9pm, when the COS came knocking on my bunk door to see
why the fuck I was still around that I awoke.

COS: Sergeant, never go back?

Me: Huh? Er. Not feeling well...

COS: Sergeant, the BOS say whoever not supposed to be in camp must ask them
go home.

Me: Basket, I got no home la. Who's the BOS?

COS: SSG Nick.

Me: Orh. He ah? Nvm, I call him.

I searched for my phone, and found it in pieces on the ground.

Me: Fuck.

COS: Sergeant, you ok or not?

Me: Fuck la, we're both sergeants, stop calling me sergeant can?

The COS was a junior spec from another platoon.

COS: Sorry sergeant!

I waved him off and called SSG Nick once my phone was revived. I ignored the
couple of SMSes that came through.

Me: Hello? Encik? Enigma here ah. I currently don't have a house to go to,
staying in camp, my OC knows about this.

SSG Nick was the Battalion's Intelligence Sergeant, a relatively nice guy, I
encountered him a few times when I was the COS.

N: Bro, don't like that leh, CO and RSM say dunno what work-life balance,
all go home la. Somemore now Saturday night man, you no girlfriend?

Me: Don't have la.

N: Can go out or something or not? Don't come back until tomorrow night la.
My BOS report must write all those who still in camp leh.

Me: Encik, help la. I really have no where to go.

N: Bro, it's not healthy to stay in camp all the time la, even though you
have problems. Go out, enjoy yourself. 2300hrs I'll ask the COS to check
again, if you are still around, I'll recommend you to the paracounsellor.

Me: Wah lau Encik, can don't so kua zhang or not?

N: Bro, it's for your own good.

Me: Yes, encik.

He hung up and I checked my SMSes.

There was one from Jenny, a couple from Alex, and one from an unfamiliar
number.

I dealt with Alex's SMSes first, which were basically him berating me for
leaving Armani without saying goodbye, or taking a girl with me, and asking
me to go back that night to finish up the bottles. I politely declined and
told him to have fun.

Jenny's SMS was next, she wanted to know why I left without a word and asked
me to go over that night as she did not have any plans, maybe we could hang
out. However the SMS was sent 6 hours ago, and I doubt she was still free,
so I replied asking her to call me if she still wanted me over.

The unfamiliar SMS was next. Some dude (or I assume it was a dude) told me
to stay out of Shirley's life.

Unknown: You hurt her enough. She's happy now. Don't ever look her up again.
Or else.

I figured it was probably her new cop boyfriend. I did not like his tone so
I replied.

Me: Or else what? She's a big girl, she can take care of herself. I don't
see how this is any of your concern.

After replying, I went to take a shower and changed into fresh clothes. I
checked my phone again. No reply from the cop. But there was a new SMS from
Jenny, and SSG Nick.

N: Went off yet? You have about 1.5 hours.

I replied.

Me: Going off now. Sorry for the trouble.

I did not expect a reply but it came anyway.

N: Good. Take care of yourself. Remember God is with us always.

I did not know he was a Christian.

I read Jenny's SMS and got a shock.

J: In pain. Come quick. No one home.

I grabbed my car keys, rushed to my car and left camp.

I must have been doing at least 130km/h on the highway. I had no idea what
came over me, or why I was so concerned about Jenny. She was after all, just
my fuck buddy.

I reached her place in a record time of 15 minutes (it usually takes around
25) and rang the doorbell.

I expected Jason to open the door but no one did. I kept ringing the
doorbell and knocking on the door. For five minutes, there was no response.

I wanted to call Jason to see where he was and tell him that his little
sister was unwell, but before I could hit the "call" button, Jenny opened
the door and unlocked the gate.

She was dressed in her nightgown without underwear and she was deathly pale.
I could see that she was struggling.

As she opened the gate to let me in, her knees buckled under her but I
managed to catch her in time.

Throwing her arm over my shoulder, I helped her back inside, shutting the
gate in the process.

Me: You're burning up. What's wrong?

J: I don't know.

And she fainted.

Me: Shit.

I carried her to her room and lay her on the bed. I looked around for towels
and a basin to sponge her.

I found the basin but could not find appropriate towels.

Short of rummaging through her parents' room, I mustered up my courage and
gave Jason a call.

Me: Bro, before you say anything, please hear me out...

[hijikata]

All the best bro. Keep on sharing. :)

[EnigmaofSorrow]

To my surprise, Jason did not sound shocked that I was alone in his house
with his sister, or that I was the one she called when she was ill, instead
of him.

He told me where to find the towels, and I filled the basin with ice water
and soaked the towels before bringing it to Jenny's room. Her
airconditioning was turned on at full blast and even I was shivering.

I shook her lightly.

Me: Hey. Wake up.

She stirred.

J: Help me.

Me: You've got a fever. What happened?

J: I don't know. After I messaged you I went back to sleep with a headache.
Then I started feeling really hot. Then u message back then I asked you to
come.

Me: I'm going to sponge you to bring the fever down. Do you have a
thermometer?

J: Somewhere. Storeroom I think.

Me: Ok. I'll find it later.

J: Take off my clothes.

Me: Ok.

I gingerly removed her nightgown and placed it by the side.

Me: You still want the aircon?

J: Yeah.

Me: No. I'll turn it off. I'm gonna sponge you. You might get sicker.

J: Ok. Bring the fan in from the hall.

I turned off the aircon and folded a few towels, placing them on her
forehead, neck and armpits. I pulled her blanket over her lower half to
protect her modesty before heading to the hall to grab the standing fan.

I flipped the towel on her forehead and she weakly grabbed my hand.

J: Thanks.

Me: Don't mention it.

J: You'll make that special girl very happy one day.

I did not answer as Jenny released my hand and drifted back to sleep.

I sat there contemplating about what she said and realised that it probably
was true.

Essentially, I was a nice guy. I treated girls well. Maybe just not the girl
I was supposed to. I could not explain why.

A tear formed at my eye but I quickly wiped it off.

I got up and went to find the thermometer. Thankfully it was an ear
thermometer.

Just as I was about the head back to Jenny's room, the front door opened.
Jason was home.

Jas: Bro, I need to talk to you.

Me: Yes?

Jas: I don't know what your relationship with my sister is, and frankly I
know what kind of person you are.

Me: Uh huh...

Jas: But I've known you for a decade. You're a good guy. My sister needs a
good guy.

Me: Dude, don't misunderstand. We're friends.

Jas: But close enough for her to call you? I didn't even know you were on
talking terms.

I decided to be honest.

Me: Bro, you know some of the girls I slept with?

Jas: Fuck. Don't tell me.

Me: She's one of them.

Jas: Fuck you bro! She's my sister!

Me: Sorry. It happened.

Jas: How long? Weeks? Months?

Me: 6 years.

Jas: What the fuck.

Me: I've got nothing to say.

Jas: If you weren't my good friend, I'd beat the shit out of you. And you
can still act like normal around us?

Me: It's not something I want the world to know...

Jas: Shit you. Really. I expected better.

Jenny called out from the room.

We both entered.

Jas: Fuck. Why didn't you tell me she's naked?

Me: I'm sure you've seen her naked before.

Jas: Not when she's this, erm, developed...

Jen: Kor. Shut the fuck up. Would you have rushed over if I called you?

Me: Jen, it's ok.

Jas: Er. You're right. I wouldn't.

Jen: So shut up. At least he cares about me.

Jas: Bro, you're a real bastard. I've got nothing to say. What about
Shirley?

Me: It's over bro.

Jas: So now it's Jenny you want?

Jen: I'm not the one he wants. But at least he cares. So fuck off to your
room and let him take care of me.

Me: Bro, I'm really sorry. But what's happened has happened. Jenny's not
well now, and I'll do what I have to do.

Jas: Do as you wish.

He left the room. I sat on the bed, took off the towels, re-soaked them, ad
replaced them on Jenny.

Me: Hush. Go back to sleep.

She closed her eyes. I took her temperature. 39.5.

Me: I check on you in an hour.

I left the room and joined Jason in the living room. His Chivas was open and
he poured a glass for me.

Jas: Drink.

Me: Wait. I thought you were pissed?

Jas: I am. But there's nothing I can do. You're still my friend. And you're
taking care of my sister.

Me: Thanks bro.

Jas: I don't approve. But what's done cannot be undone. And at least I know
it's you and not some other lowlife.

Me: Long story bro. Long story.

Jas: We've got all night.

[Aqhee]

Welcome back bro! Hopefully you felt better now.. And dont throw your life to alcohol and worse drugs. It wont get better. Just need to pick yourself up and dust off and hope for a better future!

Whatever happens, the run still rise in the morning!:)

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Jason and I chatted till it was time to check on Jenny.

I entered her room. She had flung her blanket off and removed the towels. I
checked the temperature again. 38.5. At least it was dropping.

I brushed her hair off her forehead and replaced the towel. She woke.

J: Hmm?

Me: Don't wake up. You're still feverish.

J: Thanks.

Me: It's fine really.

J: Do you have feelings for me?

Me: Huh?

J: Do you like me?

Me: Erm.

J: You're really nice to me. Not just the sex.

Me: I don't like you that way.

J: I know. But I've never felt such care or concern from any other guy.

Me: I'd treat you the same as anyone else.

J: She doesn't know how lucky she is.

Me: I didn't cherish what I had.

J: It's not too late.

Me: She's seeing someone else.

J: As long as she's not married, you still have a chance.

Me: Why are we talking about this?

J: Because you seem unhappy.

Me: I am.

J: So do something about it?

Me: Nah.

J: You're afraid.

Me: Maybe.

J: Of?

Me: I'll never be the guy she wants me to be.

J: Did you even try?

Me: Not really...

J: What if one day we stop being fuck buddies and start a real relationship?


Me: You're kidding right?

J: Nope. I'm getting old. I should settle down...

Me: Old? You aren't even 25!

J: My eggs need fertilising.

Me: Huh?

J: I want a kid la.

Me: Why?

J: Dunno. Just feel like having one.

Me: I think the fever scrambled your brains.

J: Why leh?

Me: You're still young. A lot of time to find a proper man. Who'll treat you
well, provide for you and take care of you.

J: You can tell me all this and yet you can't do it for that girl?

Me: Hey. This isn't about me.

J: I know. But she and I are the same. Every girl wants the same thing. Are
you ready?

Me: I don't think so.

J: Well, if you aren't ready now, then when? A girl can't and won't wait
forever you know?

Me: Are you asking for her or yourself?

J: Don't avoid the question.

Me: I'm not. You're still feverish. Go back to sleep.

I soaked the towels again and set them on Jenny.

Me: I'll be back.

She drifted off to sleep again and I rejoined Jason for drinks.

I never realised that Jenny was actually so mature in her thinking. No doubt
she enjoyed sex a lot, but what she just told me was years beyond her age
and maturity. In my opinion of course.

Jason poured me another glass.

Jas: Bro, you need to think about your life.

Me: Yeah.

Jas: What I've heard from you about Shirley tells me that you really like
her, but I believe you're afraid of committment.

Me: Maybe.

Jas: Jenny is the same as you. I can't even count the number of guys she's
been with. And now I find out you're one of them.

Me: It was an oversight.

Jas: An oversight that lasted 6 years?

Me: Hey.

Jas: I really can't get that image out of my mind.

I decided I really should not be more honest than I already have, and tell
him everything that Jenny and I did, including the threesome with my
half-brother.

Me: She's not as innocent as you think.

Jas: I know. But she's still my sister!

Me: I can pretend to be apologetic about it, but I'm not going to lie to
you...

Jas: Yeah. That's a damn big problem of yours. You're too fucking honest.

Me: And that's a bad thing?

Jas: No... But just don't let my parents know. You're like a family friend.
Brother-in-law material, most likely not.

Me: Haha. She's not interested in me that way.

Jas: Are you sure?

Me: Damn. No.

Jas: There was a period of time when she kept asking about you.

Me: And?

Jas: I figured she's interested.

Me: Is, or was?

Jas: Only you can find out. In any case, I don't doubt the sexual
compatability of you two, but you know your problem. Don't make more
mistakes than you already have.

Me: I understand.

We drank a couple more glasses just to finish up the coke and Jason excused
himself.

I lit a cigarette and pondered about everything he said, as well as what
Jenny said to me.

I realised that there were startling similarities between Jenny and Shirley,
other than them being the same age, and their birthdays being a few days
apart.

I slept with both of them on a fairly ocassional basis, and there was no
real talk of a relationship. But in terms of feelings or affection, I was
more inclined towards Shirley. And yet now it seemed that Jenny wanted
something more.

The breakdown of the relationship with Shirley (if we even had a
relationship) had hit me harder than I expected, and suddenly Jenny was sort
of offering herself to me, long term or otherwise. Was she using the
opportunity to get to me emotionally? Would I even be able to commit to her
since I failed so miserably with Shirley?

I lit stick after stick until my pack was empty.

It was time to check on Jenny again.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I entered Jenny's room again and stuck the thermometer into her ear. 39.5.
It seemed like her temperature was increasing again.

I took the basin to refill the ice but Jenny awoke and stopped me.

J: I don't feel too good.

Me: Yeah, your fever went up.

She tried to sit up and fell onto me instead.

She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into bed. I lay next to her.

Me: I think I should bring you to see a doctor.

J: Don't want.

She snuggled up to me.

J: Just lie here with me?

Me: You need to see a doctor, your fever's pretty high.

She hugged me tighter.

J: Just hug you to sleep.

Me: Bad idea.

I got up.

Me: Get dressed. I'll bring you to A&E.

She pouted.

J: Fine. Let's go.

She stood up and walked towards the door.

Me: Erm, maybe you should get dressed?

J: Huh? Oh.

She struggled to find her bra and panties and put on t-shirt and shorts. I
literally had to support her as she was swaying a little. Probably from the
dizziness.

Me: Wallet? Handphone?

She pointed to a clutch on the table and I grabbed them.

Me: You ok to walk?

J: Carry me can?

I looked at her incredulously.

Me: Serious?

J: Please...

I sighed.

Me: Ok.

I contemplated a piggy-back but she did not seem to be comfortable with it
so I simply cradled her in my arms, putting her down only to open and close
the door.

She appeared to be enjoying herself, burying her head into my shoulder as I
carried her to the car park, unlocked my car, and placed her in the
passenger seat.

J: You'll do this on our wedding day right?

Me: I think you're delirious.

J: I think we are good together.

Me: I think you need a doctor.

I started the car and drove to Changi General Hospital.

J: Do you think we'll be happy?

Me: Jenny, please. I'm afraid of committment.

J: You finally admitted it.

Me: Yes.

J: What are you afraid of?

Me: I don't know.

J: Are you going to give up one relationship because another didn't work
out?

Me: A couple of years ago you didn't think this way. All you wanted was sex.


J: Maybe I grew up?

Me: You're still young.

J: I know.

Me: Then?

J: I also know that if there's one guy who could make me happy, take care of
me, give me good sex, it would be you.

Me: You don't know that.

J: Hasn't the sex been good?

Me: Well, yes.

J: Aren't you taking care of me?

Me: For now, yes.

J: Do you think I'm happy?

Me: Only you can answer that question.

J: Well, I'm happy now.

Me: What if you aren't next time?

J: Are you going to treat me bad?

Me: I don't know.

J: Maybe it's a risk I'm willing to take.

Me: Look. You've a high fever. Maybe you aren't thinking straight.

J: I've never been more lucid.

Me: Maybe I don't like you.

J: Then why come when I messaged?

Me: You're sick! I would do that for any girl!

J: You did it for me. That's good enough.

Me: Do you seriously like me?

J: Not that much.

Me: Huh?

J: Sometimes being in a relationship is not all about love. I want someone
who will take care of me. You're doing that right now. I love it when your
dick is inside me.

Me: You love it when other dicks are inside you too...

J: True. But they don't take care of me.

Me: Did you message any of them?

J: Nope. Only you.

Me: You're nuts.

J: Perhaps. But I believe you'll continue to take care of me.

Me: You can never be certain.

J: I trust you.

Me: I don't even trust myself.

J: I'm not asking you to get married now.

Me: Why are you even asking me to get married?

J: Hmm. I never really thought about that.

Me: Then?

J: I just want a baby.

Me: Ok. You're really crazy. I'll talk to you when you don't have a fever.

J: Fine. Be in denial. You like me.

It was really the wrong time for Jenny to be doing this to me, so soon after
Shirley totally blew me off.

The rest of the journey to CGH was spent in silence, we did not even talk
when she registered at A&E. She went for triage and saw the doctor herself.
I stoned at the waiting area the whole time.

Even after she came out, we were silent. She collected and paid for her
medication and headed out to the taxi stand.

Me: Hey! Where are you going?

J: Taking a cab.

Me: Why?

J: Cos you don't care about me.

Me: But I do!

And instantly regretted it.

J: I knew it!

She dumped her clutch bag and medicines on me and headed to the open air car
park.

Me: Hey wait. You know I didn't mean it that way.

J: No I don't. You said you care about me. Don't go back on your word.

Me: Crazy. I'll send you home.

Suddenly, she sat on the pavement and refused to move.

Me: What now?

J: You don't care about me. I'm going to sit here.

What a time to be throwing tantrums.

Me: Oi. How old already. Grow up please.

She still refused to move. I grabbed her hand and she screamed.

J: Molest!

Me: Are you crazy?!

J: Nope.

Me: What do you want?

J: Tell me you love me and will take care of me for the rest of my life.

Me: What?

J: You heard me.

Me: You're crazy.

J: Rapist! Molester!

Luckily it was in the wee hours of the morning and probably no one heard
her. I squatted down to her level.

J: Say it.

Me: No.

J: Want me to scream again?

Me: No.

J: Then say it.

What in the world was she up to?

J: I'm waiting. And I'm sick. Don't make me wait so long.

In order to get her moving, I did as I was told.

Me: I love you, and I want to spend my life taking care of you.

Jenny broke into a smile and pulled me in for a long, wet kiss.

[banshee]

This has to be one of the best thread I've come across... I like the sex part, no doubt, but more importantly, I like the way bro TS narrate his story. I've been following this thread closely and I must admit the first thing I did everyday after work is to check whether bro TS's next instalment of his story is out or not.

Great job bro! You have another fan here. :)

[Xensualize]

Bro. Welcome back, please do the right thing. Jenny is there.. Go for it.

[TZM_]

One of the best stories I ever read! Kudos to you bro, please continue:)

[mclovin]

nice story clap clap clap!!! :D

[Yaphets]

Damned. TS is really in for a tough decision.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Jenny KOed the minute we reached back to her place. I took her temperature.
37.5. At least it was going down. I looked through the medicines she was
prescribed. Paracetemol, anti-inflammatories and antibiotics. Probably a
throat infection that led to the fever.

I sat on her chair and watched her as she slept. She looked so peaceful, so
serene. I wondered if she could be the one I would spend the rest of my life
with. But she made me say all that while she was feverish. So I wondered if
she would remember any of it in the morning.

Suddenly she stirred.

J: Hey. What are you doing over there?

Me: Letting you sleep.

J: Come here.

Me: Why?

J: I want my bolster.

Me: It's next to you.

J: I meant you.

Shaking my head, I went over and lay down beside her. She was still warmer
than usual. She slid between my arm and lay her head on my shoulder. I
pulled up the blanket to cover her. She kissed my neck.

J: We'll talk when I wake up ok?

Me: Ok. Now go sleep.

I stroked her hair as she drifted off again.

I was exhausted. Both physically and mentally. But somehow my mind refused
to let me sleep. My thoughts alternated between Shirley and Jenny.
Non-sexual thoughts. A relationship was a big committment. For me
especially. I wondered if I could actually do it.

If I got together with Jenny, I might miss the chance to reconcile with
Shirley. However, if I gave up this opportunity to be with Jenny, I might
never find anyone else who was willing to be with someone as fucked up as
me.

My eyelids grew heavy and soon I found myself in dreamland.

Perhaps I should not think so much and simply go with the flow.

I awoke when the unforgiving rays of the sun attacked my face.

My shoulder was numb and Jenny did not move from her position. I wriggled
out from under her and placed her head on the pillow. I got up and closed
the curtains so that she could sleep awhile longer without the sun
irritating her.

I left the room and headed for the toilet. Jason was already up and having
his morning coffee and cigarette while reading the papers.

Me: Morning.

Jas: Want a coffee?

Me: Sure. Kopi-o please.

Jas: Dude, choose between espresso, latte or mocha.

He pointed to the coffee machine next to the microwave oven.

Me: Oh. Didn't realise you had one.

Jas: Yeah. Just got it last week. I'm too lazy to brew my own nowadays.

Me: It's convenient I guess.

Jas: Anyway. I guess I was a little out of line last night.

Me: How so?

Jas: It's none of my concern who Jenny sleeps with. Whether it's you or some
other guy.

Me: You just want to protect her.

Jas: Yeah. But I have only one request.

Me: Yeah?

Jas: Don't hurt her.

Me: I won't.

I then related the events after the trip to A&E to him.

Jas: Wow. That's rather unlike her.

Me: I know. What do I do?

Jas: Bro, you're old enough to decide for yourself. But word of advice, I
doubt my parents would be pleased if their grandchild didn't have a legal
father.

Me: I know dude. I don't want to be irresponsible either.

Jas: That's good.

Me: But don't you think it's a little sudden?

Jas: It is. And she's rather impulsive. So you better clarify things with
her before making any rash decisions.

Me: Yeah.

I finished up my espresso and took a stick from Jason.

Jas: Anyway, have you considered leaving the army yet?

Me: Nope. I'll recover and get back to combat.

Jas: Have you ever thought that maybe this is a sign? That you should make
something else your career?

Me: Maybe. But I really enjoy what I do. Especially leading my men during
ATEC. Watching them grow from blur recruits till they ORD.

Jas: Bro, you ain't stupid. You were probably better than me in JC but you
chose another path. It's tough without a degree, and you stopped your degree
with Kaplan.

Me: I know. That's why I wanna continue with the army.

Jas: What if you don't recover?

Me: Then I'll look for something else.

Jas: It may be too late. Continue your degree. It will help.

Me: I drained bro. Not just physically, but emotionally and mentally. The
degree will be a waste of money if I don't graduate or get shitty results.

Jas: You need to believe in yourself. You used to.

Me: Things change.

Jas: Well bro, all I can say is that you need to think about your future.

Me: I'm thinking.

Jas: Well think harder. I'm off to meet my girlfriend. Please watch Jenny.

Me: Yep. No prob. Thanks for talking.

Jas: Anytime bro. You were there when I needed you, maybe now it's my turn.

Jason went to take a shower then left the house. I went back to Jenny's
room. She was still asleep. I kissed her forehead.

Me: Maybe I've not reached the stage where I can say I love you, but I guess
I'll try.

[Tai_zi21]

Me: Maybe I've not reached the stage where I can say I love you, but I guess
I'll try.

A very nice story... Never expect to read ur story at like 6.30am in the morning? Haha

But Just my thoughts here,i always believe in 2 things in my life for love

1)It better to be loved rather than u go love someone

2)Time will heal all wounds

I hope my 2 advice will help u in some way or other

Keep it up! :)

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Keep it up! :)

Well, I'm on duty, so I have free time to post... Thanks for the advice. Agree with the 1st one but not really the 2nd. My heart still pines for my 1st gf... but that's another story...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I lay next to Jenny and dozed off again.

I awoke to Jenny's hands down my pants, wanking me under my clothes. I
jumped.

Me: Hey!

J: Morning! Hard already? Must have been a good dream.

Me: Erm.

I took her hand off my cock.

Me: Feeling better?

J: Yeah. Still having a headache though. Wanna have sex? It cures
headaches...

Me: You're mad.

J: A bit.

Me: About last night...

J: What about last night?

Me: The things you said...

J: What did I say?

Me: Erm, the stuff about getting married, having a baby...

J: With?

Me: Er. Me?

J: Did I say all that?

Me: Er yeah?

J: Sure or not? You like me so much you wanna marry me then you make this up
right?

Me: Hmm.

She touched my forehead.

J: I think you're the one with the fever.

I pulled her hand off.

Me: I'm serious. You sat on the pavement and refused to move and made me say
something before you would get up.

J: Issit?

Me: Yes.

J: What did I ask you to say?

Me: Do I really have to say it again?

J: Yes. Cos I don't remember.

Me: I said I love you and I wanna spend my life taking care of you...

J: You do? Aww, that's so sweet...

She hugged me.

J: See it's quite easy right?

Me: Huh?

J: It's not hard for you to tell someone you love them...

Me: Wait a minute.

J: But it has to come from the heart...

Me: And?

J: What you said is not meant for me.

Me: Then?

J: That girl lor.

Me: Huh?

J: You don't really love me, or want to take care or me. You only want to
fuck me.

Me: Er...

J: I'm helping you la...

Me: Help me do what?

J: Helping you to open your bloody mouth and say what's in your heart...

I really did not know what was going on.

Me: Huh?

J: Wah lau. Your brain really not working ah?

Me: Ya.

J: I put myself in the position of that girl, and made you say what you
should have said to her.

Me: You mean?

J: I don't want to get married, maybe I want a kid but not yet, I definitely
do not love you, but the sex... well...

Me: What the fuck...

J: Hey! I'm helping you ok? Maybe I like you a little, and I don't want to
see you depressed or what.

Me: So you did all that just to make me open my heart?

J: I hope it worked...

Me: I feel cheated.

J: Huh. Where got. I helped you ok?

Me: Basket.

J: Although I know if you really go back to her, we probably can't see each
other anymore..

Me: Why cannot?

J: As friends can la! But not to fuck...

Me: Oh.

J: Basket. I think you really need to think properly.

Me: Like I said, she's seeing someone else.

J: And I said as long as she's not married you still have a chance.

Me: I know la. But I can't guarantee her happiness.

J: Slowly la. Things take time.

Me: I know.

J: So what are you going to do?

Me: Slowly lor.

J: What do you want to do now?

Me: I don't know.

J: Well, want to make a baby?

Me: What?

J: Have sex la. Fuck.

Me: You're sick. Literally and metaphorically.

J: No. I'm horny.

Me: You're damn weird la.

J: Yep. But at least now you know where your heart is. And I don't want your
heart. I want your dick. Inside me. Now.

Me: You're really something. You know that?

J: Yeah. Now make me wet.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Me: You really want to have sex?

J: Yes. Why not?

Me: Well, firstly, you're sick, and secondly, you're playing with me.

J: No. I showed you that it's not hard to express how you really feel.

Me: Besides the point. You know I'm hurting. And you made it worse?

J: Don't tell me you're so fragile.

Me: I'm not. It's just... Argh. I don't know.

J: You're torn between me and that girl. You thought maybe you had some real
feelings for me after yesterday?

Me: Maybe.

J: Doesn't feel good to get played right?

Me: Yes.

J: Well, that's exactly how she feels...

Me: Did she put you up to this?

J: Are you crazy? I don't even know her.

Me: Then why do it?

J: I already said I'm making you realise what you really want.

Me: You're not helping.

J: Says who?

Me: How exactly are you helping?

J: If you realise you love her, then go for her, you're happy, I'll be happy
for you. If you realise you still wanna fuck around, I'm obviously happy...

Me: You're really mad.

J: I already said I like having sex with you. If you didn't like having sex
with me, why do you keep coming back for more?

Me: Ok fine. I like having sex with you.

J: Remember how you kept turning me down last time? I thought you were
playing hard to get. But in the end you're the same as all the guys. All you
need is pussy.

Me: Ya lah. I'm a bastard ok?

J: I'm not complaining.

Me: Then?

J: I just feel that if you really love that girl you need to stop all this.

Me: I don't know if I really love her. I like her. That's it.

J: I can find another fuck buddy you know? And if you really want to be with
her, I won't let you betray her with me.

Me: Is that how it's going to be?

J: Yes. I like you enough to want you to be happy. Sex doesn't bring you all
the happiness you need. Or maybe want.

Me: You like me?

J: Yes. Even before we starting sleeping together.

Me: Why didn't you say anything?

J: I know what you want. With me, it's sex. With that girl, you want so much
more, but you don't dare to pursue it.

Me: Fuck. Am I that bad?

J: Yes you are. Inside you're a nice guy. But you let your sexual needs
overtake your emotional ones. You want to be loved, and you want to be
satisfied physically as well. I just happened to be around to fulfil the
physical needs, and you got used to it, and you put aside your needs to be
loved.

Me: I'm sorry.

J: Don't apologise to me. Apologise to that girl. I don't know how she
managed to put up with you.

Me: We never really talked about having a real relationship.

J: Please la. Which girl in their right mind would ask a guy to move in with
them, sleep with them, be with them, and expect to be only friends?

Me: I never thought about it that way.

J: Anyway, did you watch Friends with Benefits?

Me: No, what's that?

J: The Mila Kunis and Justin Timberlake rom-com.

Me: No. Didn't watch it.

J: Well, there's one line in there that is fucking suitable to describe you.


Me: I told you I didn't watch it.

J: I know. But the line is damn good.

Me: What?

J: You're so fucked up that Magnum PI couldn't solve what's going on in your
head.

Me: Er. Thanks. Who's Magnum PI?

J: How the fuck do I know? Some detective or what la. It's in the show?

Me: Wait. You're telling me all this and yet you still want to sleep with
me?

J: Ya. Why not? Make the most of a good thing while it lasts.

Me: Then you're just as fucked up as me.

J: I know. That's why we're perfect for each other.

Me: What the fuck.

I hoped the entire conversation did not just go back to square one.

[Darrennnnns]

Nice story bro:)

[ansonchan]

Bro EnigmaofSorrow,

I have to admit... I am enjoying the conversation you are having with Jenny... can't wait to see where all this leads to .. lol

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Me: So what do you want now?

J: I still want to be fuck buddies.

Me: Why?

J: Don't be stupid la. If a girl asks you to be fuck buddies, would you
reject them?

Me: You're toying with me.

J: You're letting yourself get toyed. And you secretly like it.

Truthfully, sex with Jenny was very fulfilling. For my cock of course. But
she was right. I was damaged goods. And whoever Magnum PI was, he probably
could not solve whatever was going on in my head. Hell, I could not solve
what was going on in my head. Everything was about sex, work, sex, more sex.
Maybe the accident rewired my brain. No, I was already like this before.
Maybe with a little bit more of a conscience.

Jenny also was right when she said I let Shirley down. In my defence I would
have said I did it unknowingly. But I knew it was not true. Everytime I
harboured a thought about starting a new life with Shirley, and blocking
everyone else out, I somehow managed to lock that thought away in the deep
recesses of my mind. I thought that as long as Shirley never found out about
my transgressions, I would still be able to maintain whatever I had with
her. But now, it seemed that whatever we had was gone, and we could not even
be friends, much less god-siblings.

I always thought of myself as a good person. At least in the sense that I
liked the girls I was sleeping with. But now after much thought, and Jenny's
psychoanalysis of me, I realised that I was probably no different from Alex
or Keng, other than the fact that I did not have to pay for my fucks. Hell,
I did not even compensate them in other ways, be it monetary or emotionally.


Me: Do you feel I treat you bad?

J: Do I even care? I like you but not that much ok? As long as I get good
sex every now and then, I won't bother you.

Me: And that's enough for you?

J: I know I'll never be the kind of girl you want. The kind you marry. I've
not reached that level, and probably never will. That girl is different.

Me: How do you know?

J: You don't remember that sometimes you tell me about her?

Me: Er. Some parts. Mostly when I'm high.

J: Yeah. But a girl remembers what a guy tells her.

Me: By the way, why do you keep referring to her as "that girl"?

J: You don't think I'm jealous?

Me: Should you be?

J: Why can't I be?

Me: We're just fuck buddies...

J: I said I like you. So obviously I'll be a little jealous.

Me: Oh.

J: But once again, I want you to be happy.

Me: I'm happy.

J: No you're not.

Me: Not entirely, but to a certain extent...

J: I know I can make you happy through sex. But it will not satisfy you
completely. Remember I talked about your sexual and emotional needs?

Me: Yeah.

J: I can give you all the blowjobs you want, make you cum so many times till
you can't walk properly, but you still need love. It's a different feeling.

Me: How do you know? Were you ever in love?

J: Nope. Still looking. So I fulfil my sexual needs first.

Me: You know, for a chao ah lian, you actually make a lot of sense.

J: Fuck you. I'm not a chao ah lian.

Me: You forgot the way you looked, dressed and spoke when we first started
fucking?

J: It's a phase I was going through la!

Me: Ok fine. You outgrew it.

J: Yeah. So give me a little more credit ok?

Me: What if I decide to go back to her?

J: Go ahead. But you are so fucking ballless.

Me: Very funny.

J: Then go lor.

Me: I-

J: See. Wishy-washy.

Me: Fuck la. I'm messed up inside.

J: Tell me. Does your heart skip a beat when you think of her?

Me: What do you mean skip a beat?

J: Ok, wrong phrasing. Do you feel weird when you think of her? Like a weird
sensation in your chest?

Me: Er, I think so?

J: How about when you kiss her? Touch her? Make love to her?

Me: Erm. Sounds about right?

J: Then what about me?

Me: Huh?

J: Do you feel the same way with me?

Me: Not really?

J: What do you feel then?

Me: Well, I feel your warm wet tongue on my cock, your wet, juicy pussy
that's still tight. I feel your fingernails on my back when you sometimes
grab me when you cum...

J: Idiot.

Me: No. I don't feel the same way with you.

J: So obviously you like her more la. But I think you're scared to admit it.


Me: Probably.

J: And that contributed to your current situation.

Me: I guess.

J: Can you give up sex with me and other girls or not? Be a one-woman man.

Me: I could if you stopped making me feel so good.

J: Idiot. I'm trying to be serious.

Me: I'm being serious. If you were a bad fuck, why would I wanna continue?

J: Oi. Don't blame me for your horniness ok?

Me: I'm trying not to...

J: Bastard.

Me: I know.

J: And I think I've talked so much I'm no longer horny...

Me: Oh.

J: Too bad la. I'll just take my medicine and sleep.

Me: But you haven't eaten anything... Can't take meds on an empty stomach.

J: I'm lazy to buy food.

Me: I'll cook you some instant noodles la.

J: You see what I mean?

Me: What?

J: You're a caring person. Or at least to me. Now why the fuck do you let
your cock overshadow all that?

Me: Er. Sex is more pleasurable?

J: Funny. Ok go cook me something to eat. Then I'll go sleep. Maybe we'll
have sex when I wake up.

Me: I've to go back to camp tonight la.

J: Then no sex lor.

Me: Ok.

J: See! You can control yourself.

Me: I know I can.

J: Then?

Me: I just enjoy seeing you cum.

J: Stop stop. Don't make me horny. I just want some food and lots of sleep.

Me: Ok. I'll see what's in the kitchen.

J: Thanks. I really appreciate you taking care of me.

Me: I'm not gonna say anything more. Go rest while waiting.

[Aqhee]

Wow! Another good installment from TS! What a life drama unfolding!

Cant wait for more!!:)

[weili]

omg!! you should just start a novel and sell it.. :)

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I found some instant noodles, vegetables and hotdogs in the kitchen and
made Jenny a late breakfast, or was it more like lunch.

I placed the bowl on the dining table and went back to her room. In the
short space of 10 minutes, she had fallen asleep again. I shook her gently.

Me: Hey...

J: Hmm?

Me: Oh my god, you're burning up again.

I grabbed the ear thermomether and stuck it in.

J: Oh... That feels good... Why don't you stick your thing in me too...

Me: Crazy.

Her temperature was back at 39.5.

Me: Are you able to eat and take your medicine?

J: Should be.

Me: Why's your fever intermittent?

J: If I knew, I wouldn't have to see a doctor.

Me: Right.

J: Can you feed me?

Me: Erm. It's noodles. I should have made you porridge.

J: Just feed me la.

She propped herself up with her pillows.

J: I'm waiting...

Me: Wah lau. I'm not your maid.

J: Then don't do it lor.

She tried to get out of bed but flopped back onto it.

J: Maybe I need sex la. To cure this.

Me: Very funny. Stay here. I'll bring the food in.

I went to the kitchen to find a tray of some sort to put the bowl on.
Luckily, there was one. I carried the tray back to her room. Jenny was
absent-mindedly touching her nipples through her nightgown. I felt myself
stirring.

J: My nipples are sore. Did you suck on them too hard?

Me: Er. We didn't even have sex.

She took off her nightgown and rubbed her nipples.

J: Sure or not?

I tried my best not to stare at her erect nipples, fighting my my own
erection.

Me: Put your clothes back on. The soup is hot. If it spills...

J: Kinky.

I put the tray on her computer table and attempted to put her nightgown
back on. She pulled me towards her.

Me: Oi! Are you really sick or not?

J: Ya lah. I'm sick lah.

Me: Then start acting like you're sick. Keep your clothes on and I'll feed
you.

J: We're bickering like a married couple...

Me: Very funny. If it's like this for the rest of my life...

J: But the sex will be good...

Me: Don't tempt me.

J: You think we can be a couple?

Me: I don't know. Now shut up and eat your noodles.

J: So rude. Our kids better not be like you.

Me: Who wants to have kids with you?

J: Ya lor. This kind of father, so terrible.

I shoved the forkful of noodles into her mouth.

Me: Eat, then take your medicine.

J: Feed me properly leh.

Me: Wah lau, you are not a baby.

J: You need to practise.

Me: Fuck la.

J: Next time feed baby how?

Me: Whatever.

We kept teasing each other until she finished eating.

I gave her her medicine and made sure she swallowed them.

Me: I'll be leaving soon ah.

J: Can you stay? Please.

Me: I got to work la. Logistics audit coming up. I need to help my
colleagues.

J: Please?

Me: Really can't.

J: I'm on MC tomorrow.

Me: Then you rest la.

J: I thought you said you will take care of me?

Me: I did. You seem fine to me leh.

Jenny grabbed my hand and placed it on her forehead.

J: Still got fever.

She moved my hand to her neck, then her breast. I contemplated squeezing it.


Me: You'll be fine la.

J: I'll make it worth your while.

Me: I don't want to have sex with you now la.

J: Why?

Me: Because you're sick!

J: Sick cannot fuck meh?

Me: Can. But I don't want.

J: Can I cuddle you to sleep then?

Me: Why?

J: Cos it feels good.

Me: Wa lau.

J: Really. I like the feeling of your body next to mine. Your warmth. Your
hard cock pressing against my butt.

Me: Ok la. As long as you sleep. But evening I have to go.

J: I'll set my alarm. Don't worry.

Me: Don't try anything funny ah.

J: Orh.

I brought the bowl and tray back to the kitchen, washed them then went back
to Jenny's room. I expected her to be fast asleep, but she was waiting for
me. She patted the space beside her. I lay down.

Jenny pulled me towards her and snuggled up to me.

I kissed her foreheard.

Me: I could get used to this.

J: Me too.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

We must have slept for a very long time.

I was awakened by the sudden extreme drop in temperature, and the claps of
thunder outside Jenny's window.

I gently squirmed out of Jenny's warm embrace and realised that somehow
during our slumber, she had disrobed. My berms and briefs had disappeared
as well. Had I been raped in my sleep?

I felt my dick but could find no evidence of penetrative sex. Or maybe she
was a sneaky one.

I got up and stared out the window. The rain was falling like no tomorrow,
as if the clouds had been collecting water vapour for far too long, and was
only allowed their reprieve now, by pelting the earth mercilessly.

I checked the digital clock on her desk.

Me: Holy shit!

It was nearing 7pm.

While I did not have to report back to camp till before 2359hrs, I was
usually back after an early dinner so I could chill out in my bunk.

I fumbled around in the dark for my berms and briefs and found them on the
floor. I put them on and began stuffing my wallet, handphone, keys and
cigarettes into my pockets.

Jenny awoke.

J: Hey. Where you going?

Me: Back to camp?

J: Huh? I thought you were going to spend some time with me...

Oh great. Another needy one.

Me: I can't lah. It's the audit period. I have to be around.

Suddenly, she sprang up from the bed and literally jumped on me, forcing
her tongue into my mouth, frenching me so fervently that copious amounts of
saliva was exchanged. I felt myself getting hard. Jenny finally released me
after a few minutes of ferocious tongue-fighting and immediately dropped to
her knees, pulling down my berms and briefs in one swift motion. She
managed to wrap her warm, wet lips and tongue around my semi-erect shaft
before I pulled her up.

Me: What are you doing?

J: Trying to transfer the virus to you so that you'll be sick and can take
MC and spend tomorrow with me?

And she went back down to work on my cock. I tried to pull her up again but
she bit down slightly.

J (rather incoherently, with cock in mouth): I'll bite it off if you try to
stop me.

Me: What?

J: I said I'll bite it off.

Me: Er...

J: Since when do you reject my blowjobs anyway?

She went down again, slipping my entire shaft into her mouth, deepthroating
me while her tongue tickled my balls. I tried to stop her in vain.

Me: Hey. I really don't think I can take medical leave...

She ignored me and continued pleasuring my pole, varying the force of her
suction, and alternating between sucking, licking and wanking.

I had not released in awhile and soon I felt the familiar sensations
building up. Jenny felt this too while she was massaging my balls and
attempted to delay my orgasm using the ball-pulling method.

Me: PLEASE DON'T TORTURE ME! I WANT TO CUM!

Jenny let got of my balls and continued sucking while massaging my balls. I
reached the point of no return and released stream after stream of hot,
sticky cum into her mouth. She decided to torture me further and did not
let up on her sucking, while wanking me at the same time, as though she was
the milk-maid who just had to get that extra bit of milk out from the cow.

I grabbed her head in an attempt to stop her, my knees already shaking
badly. She totally ignored me and upped the tempo. I had to support myself
on her computer table to avoid losing balance. She continued massaging and
tickling my balls, trying to tease the next shot out. I thought I was going
to die from pleasure. Pins and needles formed at my feet and slowly moved
up to my thighs. I started cramping up.

Me: Stop! Please!

She did, pressing my dickhead at the same time.

J: Not good enough?

She started wanking me slowly. I shuddered.

Me: Its.... good...

She traced the tip of her tongue around my dickhead slowly, then followed
up by wrapping her lips around it again, bobbing her head up and down
slowly.

Her next move totally caught me off guard. She massaged my balls with one
hand while grabbing the base with the other. She started licking upwards,
stopping at the tip of my cock, teasing the space between where the glans
meet (the frenulem or something). The feeling was indescribable. Coupled
with her testicle massage, the urge to cum returned and despite having
already shot my load, I proceeded to unload another two shots into her
waiting mouth. She caught my semen on her tongue, stood up and pulled me in
for a kiss. I could not push her away as I was still supporting myself due
to my weakened legs.

Jenny took great pleasure in introducing me to my man juice, not that I had
not tasted it before (refer to previous encounters).

I tried to keep it in my mouth with the intention to spit it out later but
she refused to breakaway from the kiss, generating so much saliva that I
forced myself to swallow. Sensing that her mission had been accomplished,
Jenny released me and flopped back onto the bed. I dropped to the floor,
coughing, with my legs still cramping up. She started laughing.

J: Now you're definitely gonna be sick!

[stephen_alfred]

other than the forummers here, i doubt anyone would pay to read this kinda stuff...

haha. but thanks for the advice.

Bro, if you come out all this story on book. I fucking support to buy it. Cheers bro...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

If this is real experience.. Jenny pro with mind f! Must be careful with such woman... subconsciously want you to fall in love with them but when you do, they run away.


oh it's damn real. i've been mind fucked already...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I tried to ignore the rancid taste in my mouth and stumbled onto the bed.

J: Want more?

Me: You're mad.

J: So MC tomorrow?

Me: Argh. Ok. Whatever.

J: Well, the clinic opposite closes at 9 I think.

Me: Ok. Ok. I'll go. But what's my excuse?

J: Just say sick la.

Me: The doctor so easy to bluff meh?

J: Quite easy la.

Me: Hmm.

J: In the mean time, wanna have sex first?

Me: Siao. I'll go see the doctor. I just came twice ok? You think recover
so fast meh?

J: Knowing you, you like a challenge...

Me: Whatever.

She tried to kiss me again with her spermy mouth. My cum was so thick and
sticky that I could still taste it. I pushed her off.

J: Now you know how it feels when you cum in my mouth.

Me: Yes yes.

J: But I would do it for you. Even swallow.

I read somewhere that if a girl is willing to swallow your semen, it meant
that she was willingly submitting to you and would do anything for you.
Either that, or she was just a dirty slut.

Me: Next time you cum in my mouth I swallow also lor.

J: Wah. You think so easy to squirt meh? I pee in your mouth instead.

Me: No thanks.

J: Why?

Me: You're crazy, sick and disgusting.

J: Ok lor. Whatever you say.

I got up and went to the toilet to rinse my mouth with Listerine. I did not
want to imagine what the doctor would say if he or she was examining my
throat and saw or smelt sperm in there. They might think that I was gay or
something. I re-entered Jenny's room.

J: We go for dinner later ok?

Me: Ok. Whatever you say.

I borrowed her spare keys so I would not have to bother her to open the
door later.

The clinic was relatively empty as it was nearing closing time, or maybe it
was because not everyone was a malingerer like me. I tried to think of some
excuse that I could give to secure the MC.

When it was my turn, I put on the most pathetic face I could muster and
entered. The doctor was a pleasant-looking young lady.

Doc: Hi, what's wrong with you?

Me: I've been having diarrhoea and vomitting, along with a bad headache.

Doc: For how long?

Me: Since yesterday.

Doc: Did you eat any food that may have contributed to this?

Me: Er, I had orh luah yesterday, and some pasar malam food at night.

It was an obvious lie.

Doc: Ok. Lie on the bed and pull up your shirt.

I did as I was told. The doctor listened to my stomach with her stethescope
and began tapping and pressing my abdomen. I fake flinched everytime she
pressed.

Doc: Your stomach is churning. Have you eaten anything today?

Me: Not yet. I didn't want to eat in case I have diarrhoea or vomitting
again.

Doc: Ok. I'll prescribe some medicine for your diarrhoea and vomitting. Is
two days medical leave enough?

Me: I guess so.

Doc: You may wait outside.

Me: Thanks doctor.

I faked a weak smile and slowly made my way out of the consultation room.

I waited barely five minutes before collecting my medicine and MC and
paying the bill. Thank goodness for NETS as I was low on cash. I took a
receipt so I could claim from my medcal benefits.

I headed back to Jenny's flat and let myself in. The flat was dark and it
seemed like no one was home yet. Jason was probably out with his girlfriend
and their parents were presumably still overseas.

I sat at the dining table and lit a stick. I called my Company Orderly
Sergeant to update him of my status, before calling my Company Sergeant
Major and texting Alex. Alex soon replied.

A: Bro you ccb. tml auditor coming to check my store.

I texted back.

Me: Sorry la. Yesterday went pasar malam at bedok, dunno wat i ate.

A: Knn. Tues if you ok come back la.

Me: Ok.

Just as I put my phone down and took another drag on my cigarette, Jenny
appeared out of nowhere, wearing nothing but her birthday suit.

Before I could say anything, she knelt in front of me and unzipped my
berms, pulling my cock out from my briefs.

J: I hope you have recovered. Cos it's my turn to cum.

[stephen_alfred]

Even if I could PM you her contact, I won't. This thread is about sharing of experiences, not contacts...

It won't be fair to the girl if I gave out her number at will...

Please go the the FL Dome or something...

Wahaha.... Got nice story to read about, still want their contact. Greedy guns...

[sgm91]

Best story I've read in awhile TS, i compiled all your posts to MS word and its almost 120k long. Thanks for sharing(:

[stephen_alfred]

Best story I've read in awhile TS, i compiled all your posts to MS word and its almost 120k long. Thanks for sharing(:

Wow... Tat's cool, can publish it and I'll be the first one who go Q-up for tat.. Lol

[stephen_alfred]

Bro Enigmaofsorrow, will be waiting for your next story. Btw, you stay in the east side?

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Bro Enigmaofsorrow, will be waiting for your next story. Btw, you stay in the east side?

yes bro, i used to stay in the east. now i stay in camp...

[stephen_alfred]

yes bro, i used to stay in the east. now i stay in camp...

Maybe can meet for some coffee one day ya

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I leaned back and took a drag on my cigarette, letting Jenny bring me to
full hardness. The moonlight from the window nicely accentuated her
features as her head bobbed up and down on my pole. It made me see her in a
new light. Pun intended.

I watched as she teased me with her skillful tongue, lips, giving the
occassional nibble. Her free hand massaged my balls. I finished my stick
and pulled her towards me, forcing my tongue into her mouth. Grabbing my
dick, Jenny positioned it for entry. She was already wet, and slid down in
one swift motion, my dickhead hitting her cervix in the process. I really
wondered why she like it so much.

She ground herself against me while we frenched. I hoped the dining chair
would not break.

In order to preserve the structural intergrity of the chair, I grabbed her
ass and stood up with her still impaled on my sword. She tried to carry on
riding as I walked slowly to the sofa. I lifted her off my engorged member
and placed her on the sofa, spreading her legs wide and prepared for entry.

J: Fuck me hard.

I did not need a second invitation. I used my dickhead to torture her
first, rubbing around her clit and labia, smearing her cunt juice all over.
She squirmed and moaned and played with her nipples as I entered, thrusting
slowly, entering and withdrawing inch by inch so that she could fully
appreciate the sensations down there.

As I thrusted for the upteenth time, Jenny grabbed my ass and pulled me
towards her. She whispered into my ear.

J: I want you to fill me up with your baby-making seed...

I immediately withdrew.

Me: What the fuck!? No!

She pouted.

J: Kidding only la. I'm on the pill. And you usually shoot inside me. Can't
I talk dirty?

Me: Er. I suppose you could...

I looked down. I had deflated due to the shock.

J: Useless.

She pulled me towards her again, taking in my flaccid member into her warm
mouth, bringing it to full rigidity in no time.

I repositioned for entry again but she flipped over, thrusting her ass
towards me. I prepared for the rear entry. I slid in easily and started
pumping, slowly at first, then increasing the pace to match her moans. She
reached under and rubbed her clit, her moans getting louder and louder. I
used my thumb to rub her asshole.

J: Hey! No anal today! I want your cum in my pussy!

I stopped thumbing her asshole and grabbed her buttcheeks instead,
thrusting hard. My thighs slapped against her butt with each thrust.

After a few more minutes of pounding her from behind, Jenny requested a
change of position and lay on her back, her legs spread wide again. She
pulled me towards her again and whispered sexily into my ear.

J: I want to feel your hot cum inside me...

I probably was aroused by her dirty talk and pounded her hard, her moans,
or was it screams, possibly causing jealousy among the neighbours. Soon
enough, I felt the urge but I held it in, intending to last as long as I
possibly could, and at the same time, give Jenny the maximum amount of
pleasure for as long as my cock was hard. I probably managed twenty or
thirty more thrusts before I exploded a single shot into her. She pulled my
ass towards her, and wrapped her legs around them, intent on plugging the
hole to prevent leakage. We started frenching again, and despite my
accelerated heartbeat and shaking legs, I swear I felt my cock getting hard
again. Jenny probably confirmed this when she let out a soft moan.

J: Again.

I tried my best to continue thrusting, each stroke bringing my cum and her
juices out of her pussy. By the tenth or so stroke I gave up, and released
a final shot inside, a terribly weak one I assume. I collapsed onto her.

J: That was amazing.

Me: Yeah. I thought you were sick.

J: I am! But sex cures everything...

Me: Funny...

J: Oh by the way, I have something to tell you.

Me: What?

J: I stopped taking the pill months ago...

It took awhile before the weight of her words sunk in. I immediately
withdrew and made a vain attempt to dig out my semen. Somehow or another it
made her more aroused.

Me: You crazy bitch! Do you know what you just did??

J: Well, if nothing goes wrong, I guess in 9 months I'll be a mommy.

[Xensualize]

She love you la TS. goodluck to you.. Better be faithful.. Life's too short, just settle down when you have found the right one.

[Slide2Despair]

hahaha congrats ... that was some entrapment man ...

oh well ... hope you get some kind of closure w Shirley b4 becomming a daddy ...

[mclovin]

wow... jenny got lots of energy :p

[brownant]

TS please come back soon.

[kildy]

walao, wish i have such a god sis ^^ hehe

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Apologies to all bros, my non-camera smart phone is dead... So I can't post till I replace it...

[mentholfresh]

Bro Enigma, patiently waiting, don't rush, you are born to write.

[Xensualize]

TS when are you coming back ah? I miss your real life stories sia..

[EnigmaofSorrow]

TS when are you coming back ah? I miss your real life stories sia..

I'll be back when I get a new non-camera smart phone or when I have a house with Internet access to go to...

Which may take a while...

[TamKorSang]

Was just thinking of you n your thread man... Hope things fall into place for you soon.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Was just thinking of you n your thread man... Hope things fall into place for you soon.

I'm crashing at a friends place now. Drinking session. Perhaps I'll borrow his laptop to post an update... Probably later...

Life's been relatively shitty recently.

[TamKorSang]

Been damn shitty for me too...but the frigging sun will rise every morning n we gotta face another day whether we like it or not.

Hang in there, it can't rain shit everyday.

Good to see u here again.

[SharkAttack]

T/S,

This is my 1st post and i've been a great fan of yours.

i'm not sure what is your view on wife material and what is your view on growing old with a companion.

But regardless of your J or S, do consider what you can give to a r/s instead of what you can receive.

Personally i've been there and missed several chances of good wife material chances as i thought i wasnt good enough for them.

Lets assume S. From your style of writing, i think S saw sth special in you since young. Perhaps letting you stay was her way to make up for breaking the promise. Perhaps keeping quiet about your adventures and social activities was her way of punishing herself.

Regardless, you were there to support her at her lowest point in life. Kind of like a pillar. Whether she stay true or she stray, your actions for not accepting her advances from page 1 to 3 of the thread was significant enough for her to come to a conclusion you're a husband material regardless of your past.

As for your work life, i think she used an indirect approach to hint you about it. Using herself as an example. I believe she still see you as a honest strong will and principled man. Her other encounters in Australia has shaped her life in more ways anyone of us could ever imagine or put into words.

Perhaps part of you, didnt want yourself to turn out as your dad. Perhaps part of her want you to be that great dad and husband which she was robbed of and knew you didnt receive.

Perhaps both of you were afraid and felt both of you deserve sth worst due to the past.

Regardless of what you think or plan to do T/S, NEVER forget what you did on page 1 and 2 of the thread. You waited and i still believe that man is still there and has never wavered despite what took place from page 3 onwards.

[Feilong]

Miss your stories bro. I think you should just focus on one that you like and stop
fooling around, it would not do you good. Good luck :)

[Slide2Despair]

Sharkattack : interesting analysis ... are you Shirley ??? hehe

Anyway ... hope T/S finds a way to turn things around ... COME ON BRO !!!!! BUCK UP !!!!!

[siaolang17]

when i come to page 38 ... i think u have the decision oledi
S or J
but ,somehow u miss the S bus stop oledi and J is ur next bus stop
so grab the J if u dun wan to disturb S any more

let me shared what happened to me past 10 yrs (2000)

that is my 1st love actually
i have dump by this so call S ,me and her was last bout a yr ...
it took me more then 5 yr to cure my heart pain

now i still alone and with my loneliness



dun flame me or zap me if i say something wrong


:p

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Well, although 9 months has not passed yet, I am pretty sure I am not a father yet. Damn that crazy Jenny. One baby scare in my lifetime is more than enough.

Nothing much has happened since the last update, I have been in camp every day, leaving only on Saturday evenings to spend the night at a budget hotel with Jenny. Sure, her brother Jason already knew we were sleeping together, but her parents did not, and I am not the type to tempt fate and make her parents force us to be together officially.

I still yearn for Shirley. I guess it is inevitable. But the circumstances do not permit a reconciliation. Not in the near future anyway. In the mean time, my urges were satisfied by my weekly shenanigans with Jenny. But somehow, thoughts of Shirley still crept into my mind time and time again.

I tried to stop meeting Jenny so frequently, but failed each time she called me over. I guess she had her needs too. And yet, we still were not officially together.

Sometimes, on weekdays, she would suddenly feel the urge to have a hard cock stuck into her, and I would book out of camp, and either drive to her place for a quickie at the multi-story car park staircase, or head down to the deserted heavy vehicle car parks around the island just for some fun.

Over one steamy Saturday night at a budget hotel in Serangoon, she suddenly popped the question.

J: Hey. Are we a couple? Or still fuck-buddies?

Me: I don't know. What do you prefer?

J: I met someone recently.

Me: That's good. I guess.

J: Well, I haven't fucked him yet.

Me: And?

J: I still like having sex with you.

Me: That's not a good idea. Seriously.

J: You don't tell I don't tell who will know?

Me: Be fair to the guy.

J: We're only dating. It's not like he's my boyfriend.

Me: Still. I lost her because I was still fucking around.

J: You sure that's the real reason?

Me: Not really.

J: Then? Can you give me up?

Me: Probably?

J: Sure or not?

Me: I think so.

J: Then when you wanna have sex you gotta pay for it...

Me: I've got two hands.

J: Wanking's not the same. Trust me. I know. A dildo can't compare to your cock inside me.

Me: Right. I'm about done. Where do you want it?

J: So fast? Shoot inside lor. Or on my boobs.

Me: How about in your mouth to shut you up since you like to talk so much?

J: Ok lor. But I'll suck you dry. It's like programmed into my brain. And I still want a few more rounds.

Me: I can do it la. You just need to make me hard.

J: You see why I like having sex with you? You don't roll over and play dead after cumming...

Me: Ya la. Sex is about pleasure for you too what...

(Yes, this entire conversation happened while Jenny was on her back, legs spread apart, with my hard cock thrusting in and out of her.)

I withdrew and released my load onto her chest. She immediately got up and took my still ejaculating penis into her mouth. I shot another load inside and she continued sucking. Maybe it was the practice, or perhaps I was numb, but I managed to control any further release, and maintained a reasonable erection for her.

I lay down on the bed.

Me: Ready?

J: Oh yeah. I'm gonna make it three in a row this time.

Me: Sure or not? You only multiple orgasmed twice in a row before.

J: Try lor.

She got onto me and started riding, then slowly progressed to grinding and rubbing her clitoris on me.

Sure enough, the first wave came, followed by the second, and I obediently maintained my erection in anticipation of her third and subsequent waves.

Man, I really love my Saturday nights.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

when i come to page 38 ... i think u have the decision oledi
S or J
but ,somehow u miss the S bus stop oledi and J is ur next bus stop
so grab the J if u dun wan to disturb S any more

let me shared what happened to me past 10 yrs (2000)

that is my 1st love actually
i have dump by this so call S ,me and her was last bout a yr ...
it took me more then 5 yr to cure my heart pain

now i still alone and with my loneliness



dun flame me or zap me if i say something wrong


:p

Nope, I'm still as fucked up as I was. No decision yet. But read on as something interesting did happen...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

After another two rounds, I collapsed spent onto the bed. Jenny lay down beside me.

J: So you don't mind right?

Me: Mind what?

J: We continue to be fuck buddies but I see someone else?

Me: We don't have to be fuck buddies anymore if you meet the right guy.

J: But I want to leh.

Me: What if he's hung like a pornstar? And fucks like one?

J: Hmmm. Never thought of that.

Me: See, you won't need me anymore...

J: Ok. Up to you. But don't get your hopes up. He's a good Christian boy...

Me: Haha! I never knew you were into those types...

J: Actually, I started going for cell group again...

Me: Seriously?

J: With my friends. I think I'm over my self-destructive phase.

Me: You mean the horny goth chick phase?

J: Yeah.

Me: I thought you were over that ages ago. Now you're just horny.

J: Women have a right to be horny ok? I crave nice cocks.

Me: Am I your only fuck buddy?

J: Now? Yes.

Me: Shit. Just how many guys were you having unprotected sex with?

J: A few?

Me: So that's you self-destructive phase?

J: I think so.

Me: Damn. I better get tested.

J: I'm clean la. Now I only have sex with you.

Me: I'll still get tested anyway.

J: Yeah. It would be a good idea.

Me: So no more sex between us? Let's just be friends from now on?

J: Erm. I'll let you know in the future. I don't know much about this guy. We might not be sexually compatible. And besides you can't resist me...

Me: Sure I can.

J: Oh yeah?

And with that, she slid down and took my flaccid member into her mouth again.

This time, I pulled her up.

Me: No. You deserve a chance at having a normal relationship. Don't jeopardize what I stupidly gave up.

Jenny looked at me strangely.

J: Well, I guess you're definitely a keeper. And I do like you.

Me: But?

J: Your heart isn't with me. Even though your cock is. And until you can give me your heart, I'll not want to be emotionally involved with you.

Her words struck a raw nerve. I still liked Shirley. Maybe it was love. I cannot explain it. Every now and then I still find myself reminiscing about Shirley, even going back to the days when I was her instructor in the uniformed group, to our one-on-one tuition sessions before her 'O' levels, to our first intimate encounters.

I never believed in fate. And I still do not. But there was something decidely weird about my feelings for Shirley. They were definitely more than a passing crush, or even a primal urge to mate. But was it really love?

She still was not replying to my messages, emails and calls, and she had not changed her number. (I used my office phone to call her a couple of times just to hear her voice, but she soon realised it was me and now merely cancels the call.)

A separation from Jenny would definitely help me clear my thoughts and help me find direction in life again.

And then she ruined my train of thought by going down on me again. I sighed and gave up. I would just let her use me till she got tired of me or found someone else.

Besides, what did I have to lose?

[TamKorSang]

WooooHoooo!!!! Welcome back!!!

[EnigmaofSorrow]

The strange or rather interesting thing that happened took place at a wedding of a mutual friend of Jason and I.

During the screening of the daily highlight videos I found one of the bridesmaids awfully familiar. No, it was not Shirley, but I was pretty sure that I knew that girl from somewhere before.

During the wait for one of the courses, Jason and I snuck outside for a quick puff.

Coincidentally, a couple of the bridesmaids were outside smoking as well. The familiar girl was there as well, but I decided to play it cool and not approach her in case I was mistaken.

Jason suddenly excused himself to go to the washroom and I was left there smoking by myself. The familiar girl walked towards me, amidst giggles from the other bridesmaids.

Girl: Hi.

Me: Er hi?

Girl: You don't seem to recognize me?

I looked at her. She was not very tall, nor was she very short. She was not lean, and had nice curves in the right places. She had cute pixie-like features and her hair was in a short bob. Perhaps the most alluring thing about her was that her tube dress was held up by the most nicely-shaped, at least C-cup breasts I had ever seen. I tried to put a name to the face.

Girl: Well?

Me: Hang on. I'm thinking?

Girl: I'm Diane.

Diane. Diane. Where had I ever encountered that name before?

Me: Erm.

D: From XXX Secondary School.

Me: Oh.

She was Shirley's close friend. Who was in the same uniformed group. Who I did not pay much attention to. Until now.

D: So how's things been?

Me: I'm good. I think. You?

D: I'm good too. Finished my degree last year. Working in a bank now.

Me: Customer relations?

D: How did you guess?

Me: Well, you're pretty easy on the eye...

What the fuck. Was I actually flirting with her?

She lit another stick and I followed suit.

D: Actually I deal with corporate clients.

Me: I see. You still hang out with Shirley?

D: Your xiao mei? Not really. She didn't really contact me after she left for Australia again. Only heard she's back recently.

Me: More than a year actually.

D: Really? How's she doing?

Me: I'm not very sure.

D: Really? But she's your xiao mei. I still remember her talking non-stop about you last time.

Me: Really?

D: Yeah. Super irritating right? I mean to a young teenage girl who's surrounded by guys their age and way less mature, an older guy must seem like a novelty.

Me: Oh you mean you girls weren't obsessing over me or the other male instructors?

D: Oh please. Don't be so BHB. I know the guys were fantasing over the female instructors...

Me: Haha. Ok.

D: But ok, you and Mike were sorta like eye candy for us.

Mike was a fellow instructor back then.

D: So anyway, I'm assuming you're on the grooms side?

Me: Yeah. I know him through a mutual friend. You?

D: The bride is my uni classmate.

Me: I see.

D: I've got to go back in. Catch you later after the dinner or something?

Me: Sure.

Diane turned around to rejoin her fellow bridesmaids, offering me a perfect view of her perky ass as she sashayed back into the hotel. I never remembered her being this hot but I guess they all grew up and blossomed into pretty young things.

Maybe it was time to start making new friends and date others. I finished up my stick and rejoined Jason at the table.

J: What took you so long?

Me: Was chatting with one of the bridesmaids.

J: Wow, you think this is Wedding Crashers or something?

Me: No man, I know her from XXX.

J: Your uniformed group again? Basket. Which one is she?

I pointed her out.

J: Woah. She's definitely bangable.

Me: Right.

J: Damn. I was in a uniformed group too. How come the girls don't look like this...

Me: Dude. NCC doesn't count. Have you actually seen the NCC girls?

J: Yeah. But damn. She's really, erm, hot.

Me: Maybe it's the dress.

J: The other bridesmaids don't look as alluring as her.

Me: Ok dude, I now realize that you're a boobs man.

J: You're not?

Me: I'll take the package in it's entirety.

J: Right dude.

The rest of the dinner passed without incident, but I found myself sneaking glances at Diane. She caught me staring a couple of times and smiled in return. I wondered if she was flirting back.

After dinner, Jason and I headed for a smoke and Diane and the other bridesmaids were there as well. She called out to me.

D: Hey! We're going clubbing after this. Wanna join us?

Me: Hmm. Why not?

D: Your friend wanna come too?

Jason whispered into my ear.

J: I wanna cum in her. Haha.

Me: Dude, we only had eight glasses or so of beer and you're drunk already? Besides, you're attached.

J: Yeah. I know. Go have fun. Are you still sleeping with my sister?

Me: Er, sort of.

J: Well, you know what to do.

Me: Yeah.

Jason replied to them.

J: Thanks for the invite, but I've got an early appointment tomorrow. My friend here will keep you girls company! He's single and available!

I nudged him.

Me: Funny, really funny.

The bridesmaids giggled among themselves. Diane came up to me.

D: You drive or ride?

Me: I don't when I drink.

D: Oh. Ok. We'll have to cab there then. There's 6 of us. So two cabs.

Me: No one else is coming? Their boyfriends?

D: Sadly, we're all single.

She called out to the girls.

D: I'll share a cab with him. See you there!

She hooked her arm around mine and lay her head on my shoulder as we walked towards the taxi stand.

D: Don't mind me. I drank quite a lot.

Me: And we're still going clubbing?

D: Yeah. Why not? By the time we reach there, the alcohol would have worn off.

I was used to being used by girls anyway, so I let her use my arm and shoulder for support.

The other girls got onto the first cab and we got onto the second.

D: Uncle, Powerhouse.

Diane resumed lying on my shoulder. I put my right arm around her so she could lie on my chest instead, and found that the only two places to rest my hand was on the seat of the cab, or on her thigh. She had crossed her legs, and the hemline of the tube dress had hike pretty high up, exposing the lower half of her thigh.

In the darkness of the cab, I admired her heaving chest and what appeared to be creamy white thighs. I contemplated stroking her thigh.

But we had only just met. And I was not that drunk yet.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

WooooHoooo!!!! Welcome back!!!

I'm back. But intermittently. Posting from an ipod, leeching on my bunkmates data plan for his blackberry. So updates may not be very frequent...

And life is still shit. Technically. Now it's just the random happenings that keep me going...

[Underthetable]

So have you manage to get to S so far with all the contact from her friends?

[EnigmaofSorrow]

So have you manage to get to S so far with all the contact from her friends?

Nope still no reply from Shirley... This is probably gonna be the worst Xmas of my life...

[Allanooi]

TS ur initial pages of stories were okay got flows then later part of pages u jump like wild rabbits from one pit hole to another without linkages and no continuation ??? Jus IMHO although I probably can't write so creative like you .... Good story !!!

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I don't know what possessed me to open a bottle of Martell at St. James, but the 6 of us just sat there and drank.

The other bridesmaids were talking among themselves while Diane and I were next to each other, trying to catch up on old times amidst the noise.

D: So, you're in the army?

Me: Yeah.

She placed her hand on my chest and ran it down my abs.

D: Nice...

I felt like doing the same to her, but realized that St. James was actually a decent place, unlike Armani.

Me: I work out.

D: I work out too! But I don't have abs...

Me: Girls don't need abs..

D: At least a flat tummy...

I placed my hand on her stomach, just below her chest and thought of some corny pickup lines I heard from somewhere like "Soon this will be filled with my seed..." or something as lame as that.

Me: It's pretty flat...

I "accidentally" brushed the bottom of her boobs.

D: Could be flatter... I keep doing sit-ups and crunches but it doesn't seem to tone...

Me: Well, you need aerobic exercises as well to cut the fat.

D: I do cardio! Run, swim, the stepping machine at the gym...

Me: How intensive? At least 3 times a week?

D: Until I start to sweat? Yeah, around 3 times a week. If I'm free then maybe 4-5 times...

Me: Hmmm. Maybe your abs are already there, but your aerobic workouts aren't sufficient to cut down the fat...

D: Any suggestions?

I wanted to tell her that sex was a great workout, but I did not know if she was that open-minded.

Me: Not really. Walking, running and swimming are already the simplest workouts. Do you control your diet?

D: You mean do I watch what I eat? Have regular meals?

Me: Yeah.

D: Not really. I'm usually quite busy. I eat whatever's available. Sometimes I don't have the time to eat...

Me: Maybe that's why...

D: Sianz. How am I gonna find a boyfriend if I'm so fat?

I nearly choked on the Martell.

Me: Come on. You're not fat...

Truthfully, she was not fat, she was not even plump. But her boobs were probably a little too big for her frame.

D: I'm so fat!

Me: Well, your breasts are quite big. And your ass is very erm, nice.

D: Er. Thanks I guess? Do you always do this in clubs?

Me: Do what?

D: Talk to girls like this? Drunk girls?

Me: Nope. I hardly club. And you're hardly drunk...

D: Well, I'm definitely high enough not to reject a guy if he propositioned me right now...

I looked at Diane and she looked back at me. She did not seem the least bit drunk. Perhaps she was a little high. Technically, so was I. And what exactly did she mean by not rejecting a guy who propositioned her?

I glanced around to see the other bridesmaids chatting animatedly amongst themselves. They looked pretty high as well.

Maybe they would not notice if Diane and I disappeared.

Damn. I was letting my small head do the thinking again.

I took another gulp from my glass. Diane followed suit. She snuggled up to me again with her head on my shoulder.

Me: You ok?

D: Just a little tired.

Me: Want me to send you home?

D: You want to leave now?

Me: Why not?

D: The bottle is not finished.

I looked at the bottle. Roughly less than a quarter was left. It did not make sense to keep it for another time.

Me: Wanna help me finish the bottle?

D: Are you trying to get me drunk?

Me: Now why would I wanna do that?

D: So you can take advantage of me?

Me: Now there's a thought.

She punched me playfully.

D: Not funny.

Me: Kidding.

D: But yeah. I'll help you finish the bottle. But you gotta promise to send me home ok?

Me: Sure.

As I poured the remainder of the bottle into our glasses and topped it up with Coke, I tried to fight off any devious thoughts I had about Diane. I passed her her glass.

Me: Cheers.

Unexpectedly, she downed the contents of her glass at one go and even I struggled to keep up.

D: Wow. That's strong.

And she promptly lay her head onto my lap.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

TS ur initial pages of stories were okay got flows then later part of pages u jump like wild rabbits from one pit hole to another without linkages and no continuation ??? Jus IMHO although I probably can't write so creative like you .... Good story !!!

It is linked. Mostly flashbacks. Until the car accident. Then it's been the events after the accident.

[SharkAttack]

oh well. i kinda suggest to work on any potential ladies that might want to look into real relationship with you asap. develop sth and you'll nvr know what doors might open for your career as well

[EnigmaofSorrow]

It was hard trying not to get hard, especially since Diane's head was resting on my lap. I regretted not wearing jeans instead of business pants for the wedding. If I were to get an erection, it would definitely jolt Diane awake from her light slumber. I willed myself to think neutral thoughts as she suddenly placed her hand on my crotch and lay her head down on it.

I looked at the other bridesmaids as they glanced over. They did not seem shocked at all that Diane was behaving rather inappropriately with me, but a couple of them shook their heads disapprovingly. I raised my hands and shrugged. One of them came over.

B: Hey, we're leaving soon, take care of her ok?

Me: Er. What's her address? I'll see her home.

B: I don't know her exact address, but she stays at XXX.

Me: Oh. Ok. I'll ask her when she wakes up.

Diane practically stayed across the road from Shirley, estate-wise anyway, as I was not very sure of the actual address.

B: But it doesn't seem like she wants to go home...

Me: Meaning?

B: Oh come on. Don't tell me you're so innocent that you don't have one night stands...

Me: Er...

B: I doubt she'll be pissed off if she wakes up in your bed tomorrow...

Me: Er...

B: Don't worry. We're all adults. Do what you have to do.

Me: Er... Can I get one of your numbers just in case?

B: Wow. That's a new one...

Me: What is?

B: The way you ask girls for numbers...

Me: I'm being serious here. What if I need some help with her?

B: Trust me. You're more than able to handle her...

Me: Still...

B: Ok. My number is 8XXXXXXX.

Me: Thanks.

B: We'll be making a move first.

Me: Bye.

The other bridesmaids left. I looked at Diane and slowly eased myself out from under her.

I probably should take her home. But based on what the other bridesmaids said, I sort of figured that she was probably into a one night stand. I wondered how awkward it would be, considering she used to be from my uniformed group. But technically, so was Shirley. And I did not know Diane that well. Perhaps it could be a fuck-and-forget thing.

Somehow or another, Diane seemed to be in peaceful slumber as I contemplated my actions.

I shook her awake.

Me: Hey. It's time to go.

D: Hmm?

She rubbed her eyes and stretched sleepily, thrusting her soft, impressive chest towards me. I sort of jerked backwards to avoid any sort of contact with her melons.

D: Oops. Sorry.

She stood up and stretched again, clumsily exposing herself to me and the rest of the club.

Me: Nice thong...

D: Huh? Oh. Er. Oops again.

She pulled the hemline of her dress down to cover up, and by some freak chance, managed to pull the top part of her dress, which coincidentally was a tube dress, down as well. The northern hemispheres of her globes peeked out at me, barely covered by the strapless bra that held them together.

D: Gosh. Aren't I clumsy?

She pulled her dress up.

Me: You're doing it on purpose...

D: I'm not.

Me: Really? It can't be so coincidental...

I gave her a sly smirk and she smile back. Suddenly, she straddled me, thrusting her chest towards my face. I could not retreat.

Me: Hey!

I struggled to push her off. She struggled to plant her lips on mine.

Me: Hello? Are you drunk?

She got off, lost her balance and almost knocked the empty Martell bottle to the ground. I managed to catch it in time.

D: Yep. I think I'm pretty drunk.

Me: We better go then. In case you start doing things you won't remember and most likely will regret...

I stood up, grabbed her handbag with one hand, and slid my other hand around her waist to steady her as we walked towards the exit. She put her own hand around my waist and I moved mine to her shoulder. She pulled herself closer to me, the side of her boobs pressing against my ribs.

Me: You ok?

D: Yeah. Just can't walk straight.

We headed out to the taxi queue.

Me: So where do I send you to?

She tiptoed and whispered into my ear.

D: Anywhere you want me to go.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Try as I might, I could no longer resist the thoughts of banging this hot piece of ass. Perhaps Jason was secretly the guy from Inception and he had planted the seeds of the idea in my mind when he suggested that Diane was bang-able. Only I was not asleep and this was definitely not a dream.

Or maybe I really was a bastard and just had to get every pussy that threw themselves at me. And this one was making it quite obvious that she wanted some action.

Me: What's your address? I'll see you home.

D: But I don't want to go home...

Me: Then where do you want to go?

D: Where do you think I want to go?

Me: Look, you're hot and all that, but this isn't right.

D: Haha. You think I want to sleep with you?

I was monentarily stunned. And slightly embarrassed.

Me: You mean you don't?

D: Well...

Me: You're literally throwing yourself at me, openly flirting, and exposing yourself. Maybe it's because you had too much to drink?

D: Well, maybe.

She whispered into my ear again.

D: I want you to want to take advantage of me.

Me: What? I'm not that kind of guy...

Diane appeared a little disappointed.

D: Damn. So it wasn't true...

Me: What?

D: Never mind. But I still don't wanna go home...

Me: What wasn't true?

D: I said never mind. Will you go somewhere with me?

Me: Where?

D: The beach.

Me: Now?

D: Yeah.

Me: Why?

D: Cos I don't want to go home. And it appears that I was misinformed about you. And it's late and I don't want to be alone?

Me: Home is the safest place.

D: Argh. Ok. Whatever. I'll go by myself.

Me: Huh?

She released me and strode unsteadily towards a waiting cab. I caught up with her.

Me: Hey. What's wrong?

She stopped.

D: Nothing. I thought maybe I could at least have some fun tonight.

Me: Er. I'm not really into one night stands. Besides, it's awkward since I know you...

D: Like I said, I guess I was misinformed about you.

Me: In any case, I'm not comfortable with you going wherever you're going alone. I'll go with you.

D: Now that's something I didn't know.

Me: What?

D: That you're actually a nice guy.

Me: We learn new things everyday.

We got into the cab.

D: East Coast Macs.

She then lay her head on my lap again to sleep.

Cabbie: Oi! Seat belt!

Me: Uncle, she's drunk. Let her rest can?

Cabbie: Kena fine you pay? Deduct points use your license?

Me: If can then use lor. Fine I pay lor.

The cab drive started cursing in a mixture of Hokkien, Malay and English but drove on anyway. Diane nestled her head comfortably on my lap while resting on her hand. At least she was comfortable, but she was making me extremely uncomfortable when she started massaging my snake through my trousers. I sighed and looked out the window, enduring the slow but sure erection that was forming.

We reached the McDonalds at East Coast around 15 minutes later and I woke Diane up. The cab driver gave me a dirty look as I paid him. I decided it would be best to ignore him.

We headed to the 7-11 to get some drinks to rehydrated ourselves and I bought more cigarettes.

We then strolled along the pedestrian footpath until we reached a relatively deserted section of the beach, and settled down on a breakwater.

D: I'm quite surprised actually.

Me: Why?

D: You're nothing like what they described?

Me: Who is they?

D: Some people.

I wondered if somehow my rumoured reputation in JC had been spread so far and wide that even my uniformed group juniors knew about it.

Me: Who la?

D: Why do you want to know?

Me: Cos I'm interested?

D: Why should I tell you?

Me: Hmm. Ok. I've got no reason for that, other than I'm interested to know.

D: Tell you what. We'll play a game. Truth or dare. Then we'll see how.

Me: How exactly do you propose we play truth or dare with 2 people?

D: Good point. We'll play scissors, paper, stone. Winner decides.

Me: What? Like that also can?

D: You want to know what I heard about you or not?

Me: Yeah.

D: Then let's play.

Me: Ok.

D: Ready? Scissors, paper, stone!

I lost.

Me: Fuck.

D: Haha. I dare you to kiss me.

Me: What?? Are you still drunk?

D: Not exactly.

Me: Then?

D: You want to play or not?

Me: Argh. Fine.

I leaned towards her, brushing her hair away from her face, and planted my lips on her cheek.

Me: Happy?

D: No fair! That's hardly counted as a kiss?

Me: Well, you didn't specify.

D: Whatever. Scissors, paper, stone!

I lost again. I hate such games.

Me: Fuck la.

D: French me for at least ten seconds.

Me: Sorry, don't speak French.

D: Don't act dumb.

Diane grabbed me and practically stuffed her tongue into my mouth. Truthfully, I was slightly aroused when her warm, wet and slippery tongue touched mine. I refused to move mine though, and let her do the work. After what was definitely more than ten seconds, she released me.

D: You're a lousy kisser.

Me: Nope. Just unwilling.

D: Hilarious. Scissors, paper, stone!

I lost yet again.

Me: Fuck. I don't wanna play anymore.

D: Don't be a spoilsport.

Me: This ain't fun. How about you just tell me what I want to know, and I'll do whatever you want?

I instantly regretted the words as they left my mouth.

D: Ooohhh... Now you're talking.

She pulled me towards her again and we frenched. Really frenched. I tried to be the more dominant party this time and forced my tongue around her mouth, ensuring that she could not get the upper hand over me. My hands gradually found their way to her hips, and moved slowly upwards to her breasts, cupping them and gently squeezing them through her dress and bra. Diane's response was not to push my hands away, but instead, she grabbed them and slid them under her dress, inviting me to caress her breasts without hindrance. I reached behind her back and unhooked her bra with one fluid motion, and brought my hands to the front again, cupping her glorious peaks, kneading them with my fingers, rubbing my thumbs around her nipples, gently flicking them.

We lay down onto the uneven surface of the breakwater but quickly got up again as the jagged edges of the rock jabbed us uncompromisingly. Then, we stopped and I removed her bra from under her dress and handed it to her. She was breathing heavily. I tried to act as though nothing had happened but the unmistakable bulge at the front of my pants was a little hard to hide. She took her bra and put it back on.

D: Wow.

Me: Huh?

D: I thought you weren't interested?

Me: Well, I'm not.

D: Doesn't seem that way.

Me: I don't like to be tested. And I wanna know exactly what you've heard.

D: I'm starting to enjoy this game.

Me: You started it. And I'm gonna play it till I'm satisfied.

D: I'm gonna play it till I'm satisfied too.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I wondered what she meant by that. But damn, I was returning to my bastard ways.

She adjusted her bra.

D: What do you wanna know?

Me: Tell me everything.

D: Ok. Do you remember who Jasmine is?

I struggled to recall.

Me: Not really.

D: You seriously don't remember?

Me: Er nope.

D: Wow. Either you're really innocent, or you're the biggest asshole who ever walked on this earth?

Me: I don't dispute being an asshole, but who's Jasmine and what did I do?

D: She's my classmate. Also in the uniformed group.

Jasmine, Jasmine. Who the fuck was Jasmine?

Me: Oh. The tall one? The really tall one?

D: Yes.

Jasmine was Shirley and Diane's classmate. From what I recall she was probably the really tall girl. Like my height or taller. Stick-thin and no body to speak of. I seriously had no recollection about her other than that she should have been in Netball or something. Assuming my guess was correct.

Me: So what did I do?

D: Well, she said-

Me: Ah ha! The keyword is she "said". Shouldn't it be she "claimed"?

D: Don't interrupt. Do you wanna hear the story or not?

Me: Sorry. Please continue.

D: Well, she "claimed" that the two of you have been secretly dating since we were Sec 3. And you took her virginity during NCO camp during guard duty.

Me: Oh my god.

D: Well, did you?

Me: Haha. That's preposterous, but continue.

D: She said you made her feel so good that she was addicted. And you fucked everyday until she failed her O levels.

Me: Ok you seriously can't believe that's true.

D: She also said you got her pregnant while she was in ITE and she had to go for an abortion at 17. And now she can't have kids.

Me: Uh huh.

D: And her story was backed up by Jessica.

Me: Wait. Who's Jessica?

D: Our other classmate.

Me: Not from the Uniformed Group right?

D: No. But she said you often went out on double dates.

Me: Ok. I don't know if I should even bother to defend myself or just die laughing.

D: Don't be a bastard ok? You destroyed a young girls future.

Me: Ok seriously, I did no such thing.

D: Well, I kinda thought the story was fishy. Considering the amount of time you spent with Shirley.

Me: Wait. So why did you even think it was true?

D: Well, some of us, me included, didn't have a very good impression of you in the first place.

Me: How so?

D: You were so biased towards Shirley.

Me: How does that link?

D: You treated her so much better than us!

Me: So?

D: So you're biased and not a nice guy. And we knew that Jasmine had a massive crush on you. But we never saw you act on it. So when she told us you were secretly together we came to the conclusion you were a bastard.

Me: Wait. Do you have a picture of Jasmine?

D: On Facebook. Why?

Me: I wanna see what she looks like.

Diane took out her iPhone and showed me.

Then realization struck as I saw the familiar face.

Me: Dammit. I know her as Jia Min la...

D: Oh. So you admit it?

This Jia Min, or Jasmine, was a girl who sent me cards every Valentines day, Chinese New Year and Christmas. We never really went out before except in a group whenever I went out with Shirley and the rest. I totally ignored her throughout the entire time I was her instructor.

Me: When did you know all this?

D: Well, the secretly dating and losing virginity parts during Sec 4 and the abortion can't have kids part recently during our yearly meetups.

Me: Hmm. And you believed it?

D: Well, not really. Until the abortion part. And when Jessica vouched for the story.

Me: Did you even check out the story with someone else?

D: Like who?

Me: Shirley?

D: She's been in Australia. And she didn't turn for our meetups. Why her?

Me: Cos she's my godsis and maybe she would have defended me?

D: Yeah right.

Me: Really!

D: So you've been meeting up with Shirley?

Me: Well, it's a long story. But anyway, to deviate a little, despite knowing or rather, thinking you known all this about me, why did you still wanna go out, get drunk, and come to the beach with me?

D: I didn't expect you to want to come. So I was kinda surprised. And I wanted to come to the beach. You merely followed me.

Me: That doesn't explain anything. I could be a very dangerous guy...

Diane shrugged.

D: Well, what can I say, I'm attracted to dangerous guys. And I was pretty drunk. Probably exains why I never had a steady boyfriend.

Me: Really? A pretty girl like you?

D: Spare me the compliments. Guys only like me for my tits and ass...

Me: Well, you definitely have a smoking hot body. But I think you're pretty cute as well.

D: Cute as in ugly but adorable?

Me: Cute as in I wanna hug you till you die or something la...

D: That's sweet. So you didn't do all those nasty stuff to Jasmine?

Me: Nope. No witnesses though.

D: Hmmm. Well, she does kinda like to exaggerate things sometimes...

Me: I guess she's jealous or bitter?

I told Diane about the card sending and the ignoring.

D: Wow. And I thought you were just playing it cool. Vicious rumor though.

Me: Yeah.

D: Well, no bad boy for me today then...

I smiled at her.

Me: I'm a nice guy.

D: How disappointing.

Me: Are we still playing the game?

D: Why?

Me: Cos it's late and I wanna send you home.

D: I still want to play. Maybe I'll sleep with a nice guy for a change.

Me: Right.

D: So tell me the real story...

I sighed. It was definitely going to be a long night/morning.

[TamKorSang]

*clap*clap*clap*clap*clap*clap*

[dennischan]

very nice bro. spent 5 hours reading your whole thread. pg 1 - 39. will give a better reply when i'm more sober

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I wondered if I should confide in Diane about the situation between me and Shirley. After all, they were best friends at one point of time. A part of me however merely wanted to sleep with her. And continue sleeping with her. Find myself a new fuck buddy.

Me: What do you wanna know?

D: What have you been up to in the last few years?

Me: The usual.

D: Like?

Me: Army regular. Studied part-time for a degree for awhile but quit. Really quite boring.

D: Oooh. Soldier boy.

Me: Is that all you can say?

D: Nope. But it explains your physique.

Me: How about you?

D: Well. I did engineering Hospitality in Poly. But got bored of it after that so I did ACCA, realized I quite liked it then I went to do Banking and Finance part-time while working at Hotel Intercontinental. Now I'm at XXX bank...

Me: Sounds pretty boring as well.

D: Yeah. How's your love life?

Me: Hmmm. It's... Boring.

D: Yeah right.

Me: Kind of.

D: You're single now right?

Me: Yeah.

D: Been single long?

Me: It depends on your definition of "single" and "long".

D: Are you seeing anyone right now? In the past few months?

Me: Well, not exactly...

D: Right. So no girlfriend but you're seeing somebody.

Me: Well, I did have a fuck buddy. But we kinda stopped.

D: Oh? Really? Why?

Me: She met someone.

D: I see. So how does it work?

Me: How does what work?

D: Fuck buddies.

Me: Er. You meet when you're horny and fuck? No commitments. No feelings other than just to satisfy each others sexual urges.

D: Interesting.

Me: Why? How about you?

D: Well. I never had a fuck buddy. Don't believe that people can just fuck and be friends.

Me: And you're still single?

D: Yeah. Can't find the right guy.

Me: Not can't la. Probably haven't.

D: Well. Bankers are boring. There's no way I'm gonna date my ex classmates. I want someone older.

Me: Don't you meet guys in clubs?

D: I do get picked up pretty frequently. But it's usually just an one off thing. I doubt anything real can develop with a guy who goes clubbing just to look for sex.

Me: But you still sleep with them?

D: Mostly. The more pleasant looking ones obviously.

Me: Why?

D: I'm usually too drunk to remember the next day.

Me: Too drunk to enjoy the sex as well?

D: Nah. I do enjoy the sex. At the moment. The next day it's usually a hangover and the "what the fuck happened last night" feeling...

Me: Haha. Ok.

D: How about you? You don't pick up girls in the club?

Me: Not anymore. I used to when I was much younger. When it was fun. Especially hitting on the older women.

D: Right.

She sighed.

D: So I guess I'm too young for you?

Me: You mean as a one night stand?

D: Yeah.

Me: I don't go for that any more.

D: Then as a fuck buddy?

Me: I thought you didn't believe in fuck buddies.

D: I don't.

Me: Then why the questions?

D: Curious I guess. And I haven't had sex for quite awhile...

Me: Are you trying to hint something to me?

D: No, no. Just thinking out loud.

Me: Haha. Ok. Well, I'm not really looking for a fuck buddy now. Nor a one night stand.

D: Oh.

I did not say anything else and stared out at the sea, listening to the waves crash against the breakwater. Diane joined me in stoning, having probably deciding that she had asked enough questions for the moment.

The cool night breeze suddenly became rather chilly, and the wind picked up speed. I thought I felt slight raindrops.

Me: Hey. I think it's gonna rain, you wanna head back home?

D: Not yet. But could we move to the pavilion? I'm freezing...

Me: Well, you're a little underdressed. Let's go then.

We got off the breakwater and headed to the nearest pavilion that happened to be empty. There was no one at this sector of the beach at this time of the night, and the monsoon season probably chased potential campers away. It was a beautiful night though, even if the overcast skies dimmed the pale moonlight.

It started to drizzle and we broke into a run, or rather, a jog, as the raindrops pelted us from above. Diane's heels hampered her movement and she had gotten rather wet by the time she caught up with me at the pavilion. She was already shivering uncontrollably.

Me: Perhaps you should get out of your wet clothes. You'll catch a cold...

D: Very funny. I don't have anything to wear...

Up till now I have no idea why, but I unbuttoned my shirt and took it off, handing it to her.

D: Er. Seriously?

Me: You can wear it over your dress or something. It's gonna look damn weird if you walk around with only your underwear and my shirt. Would be sexy though...

D: Idiot...

But she took my shirt anyway and wore it. However, it did not seem to help much.

Me: You sure you don't want me to send you home?

D: And let you go home looking like an Abercrombie and Fitch store greeter?

Me: Haha. Thanks for the compliment, but I doubt I'm of that standard...

She moved closer towards me and ran her fingers along my chest and down my abs.

D: Looks and feels good enough to me...

Me: Right.

I pulled her towards me and held her close in a valiant attempt to transfer some body heat to her. She snuggled up to me.

D: Aren't you feeling cold?

Me: It's cold. But I've been in colder areas like Taiwan and Australia.

D: Army training?

Me: Yeah.

I rubbed her hands to warm them up. She lay her head on my chest.

D: You know something?

Me: What?

D: You're a really nice guy. As in you treat girls nicely. We're practically strangers and yet you would do this for me.

Me: And?

D: Is it because you want something out of it?

Me: I don't think so?

D: So how come you're single?

Me: Like I said. Very long story.

I had not revealed anything about my relationship with Shirley, and she had not asked.

D: I'm sure there are girls out there who are dying to be with you. To let you treat them the way you're treating me now...

Me: If they're dying, then there won't be any of then left right?

D: That's lame.

Me: I know.

D: So why?

Me: Do you really want to know?

D: I guess so...

Me: Your impression of me might change. For the worst.

D: So? We aren't dating.

Me: That's really not the point.

D: Then what is?

Me: I screwed up. Real bad.

D: Tell me about it.

I glanced at my watch. It was almost 5am. I wondered if she ever wanted to go home.

Me: Ok.

I then proceeded to relate the entire details of my relationship with her best friend to her.

It felt good to be talking to someone about it. Even though I feared that I might regret it later on.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

D: Oh my god.

Me: See. Told you your impression would change...

I expected her to struggle out of our embrace. But she did not.

D: I can't imagine how Shirley is feeling right now.

Me: She's found someone new.

D: And you're giving up just like that?

Me: Yeah. I guess so.

D: Isn't it a waste?

Me: Perhaps. But I made too many mistakes. It's probably beyond redemption.

D: Well, we all knew she was absolutely crazy about you back then. Probably not on the same psycho level as Jasmine, but we assumed she was satisfied with just being your godsis...

Me: I won't know about that.

D: And she actually saved her virginity for you?

Me: Yeah.

D: That's like so... Traditional.

Me: Yeah.

D: And you never once thought that all she wanted was a real relationship? Maybe even get married?

Me: I think it's too late for all that now...

D: Nothing is ever too late.

Me: How would you know?

D: She's my best friend!

Me: Not anymore.

D: That's true. But I know her.

Me: I thought I knew her.

D: Are you even gonna try winning her back?

Me: I guess I'm not ready for a relationship.

D: So you neglect your own emotional needs but fulfill your physical needs?

Me: I guess.

D: You intend to be fucking around for the rest of your life?

Me: I don't know.

D: Haha. Well, you don't even have a fuck buddy now...

Me: Unrelated topic.

D: There's no other girls in your life?

Me: Nope.

D: How about the one your holding?

Me: Huh?

D: I know it's a little fast. But I'm like melting in your arms...

Me: I thought you were freezing...

D: Idiot.

She released herself from me and turned to face me.

D: I don't know why, but you're giving me this strange feeling.

Me: You still drunk?

D: Nope.

Me: We barely reconnected a couple of hours ago.

D: To be honest, I wanted to sleep with you just now.

Me: Wow. Did you think I'm so easy to seduce?

D: I was rather drunk. And you're rather hot. And that kiss...

Me: I was indulging you in your silly game.

D: Still. Now hearing your story, I kind of feel sorry for you.

Me: Please don't pity me. I'm the cause of my own misfortunes... And I definitely don't want you to sleep with me out of pity.

D: The thought never crossed my mind.

Me: Then?

D: Well, I've been single for quite a long time...

Me: And?

D: Do you want to start dating again?

Me: I don't think I can bring myself to love or feel loved.

D: Er, I said dating. Not steady relationship.

Me: No difference. It's not the right time. And you may not be the right person.

D: And why not?

Me: Your links to Shirley.

D: You said we weren't best friends anymore.

Me: I know. But it won't feel right.

D: How do you know?

Me: I don't.

D: Would sex feel right then?

Me: I don't want a pity fuck.

D: I'm not offering a pity fuck.

Me: Sex is just sex. A release. How do you even know if we're sexually compatible?

D: I don't. But if I don't try I guess we'll never find out.

Me: Sorry. I can't do that. It's not fair to either of us.

D: Dammit. I should have just seduced you when I was drunk.

Me: I'm not that easy.

D: I realised that.

Me: Anyway, it's really late. Or rather early. Do you want to go home yet?

D: Well, I guess since nothing is gonna happen I might as well go home.

Me: Yep. Nothing's gonna happen.

D: I think you don't appreciate the good things that are presented to you.

Me: How so?

D: Shirley is one good example.

Me: And you're the other?

D: I'm not saying that. But sometimes you just gotta take things as they come to you.

Diane stopped and looked deep into my eyes.

Me: And?

She put her finger on my lips, caressed my face and pulled me towards her. Our lips touched. Softly at first, then she parted her lips and teased mine with her tongue. I ran my hands around her back, one hand up her neck. My own lips parted and the tips of our tongues met. Gently touching and retreating, as if we were testing the water to see if it was too hot or cold. She ran her fingers through my hair, I caressed the back of her ears. Our tongue fight slowly progressed to the next level, slowly but surely. I felt saliva dribbling down my chin and I paused momentarily to wipe, and Diane pushed me down onto the bench, before climbing on top of me. She nuzzled my neck, then tracked her tongue from behind my earlobe down to my collarbone. She planted light kisses along my collarbone as she moved back towards my neck. Then she sucked hard. I stopped her.

Me: Sorry.

D: What's wrong?

Me: Don't leave a mark. I can't have love bites.

D: Is that like some army policy?

Me: I don't know. But just don't leave a mark.

We sat up.

D: Can't we make out? Feel like teenagers again?

Me: Erm. We aren't even a couple.

D: Damn. I was enjoying myself. Weren't you?

Me: You can't seriously be asking me to answer that.

D: Ok then I'm asking you un-seriously.

Me: Funny.

D: Well?

Me: Ok. I enjoyed it.

D: That's good. Now shall we continue or do you want to send me home.

I seriously thought for a while before answering.

Me: I'll send you home.

[SharkAttack]

TS, i vote giving yourself a shot into this r/s with D.

1st you showed her, ' that you are THE man ' who is different from her usual ONS

2nd she has some feeling since young and by doing the 1st, you pretty much closed the deal.

3rd both of you are ready for a change. Although she may or may not be the one you truely love, at least give yourself a chance to lead a normal lifestyle. I believe some samsters have shared their confession about their past life exp and their current cca outside of marriage.

4th you're who you are due to past exp and i believe the ladies will agree with me that it takes one hell of a determined mind to reject D not once, not twice but multiple attempts of seducing ya.

5th talk to other samsters who have been through this life stage before and perhaps they will understand and suggest better ideas???

6th continue your story as i'll always camp for more!!!

[FirstTimeUser]

Still enjoying your experiences! Good luck with whatever you choose!

[EnigmaofSorrow]

The can ride back to Diane's place was in silence, with her leaning on my shoulder.

As expected, Diane lived only a few blocks away from Shirley. We alighted from the cab and I walked her to the lift.

D: Aren't you gonna see me up?

Me: Sure.

We rode the lift to the 13th floor and got out, I followed silently behind her.

As we reached her door, she turned around and gave me a hug.

D: You have my number right?

Me: Yeah.

D: Call me if you wanna hang out or do other stuff ok?

Me: Sure.

D: I hope you get over your situation soon.

Me: I will. Don't worry.

I kissed her cheek.

Me: Thanks for chatting.

D: Thanks for spending time with me.

Me: No worries.

D: By the way, would you like me to help you get in touch with Shirley?

Me: Er. Could you not?

D: Why not?

Me: I believe she hates me.

D: Hate is a rather strong word don't you think?

Me: I don't know.

D: I don't think a person can go from loving you so much to hating your guts in such a short period of time...

Me: Erm. Contact her if you want. But try not to mention me? In case she gets pissed off and your relationship with her sours.

D: It won't.

Me: Up to you. But she's happily attached now.

D: You could be happy too.

Me: I'll be happy one day.

D: Well, goodbye then.

Me: Take care.

Diane smiled warmly at me before disappearing into her house. I left feeling confused again.

How was it possible that a girl I only just met again after a long time could be interested in me?

I hardly talked to her much before this, and most of the things I knew about her were told to me by Shirley.

And yet all it took was a chance meeting while smoking during a wedding, a couple of drinks, a long chat by the beach and some kissing, and suddenly she wanted me to stick my dick into her.

Ordinarily, I would not have minded, as Jenny wanted to slow things down a bit, leaving me without a constant supply of sex. The appearance of a new willing female for sex was somewhat thrilling. However, she was Shirley's best friend. How could I sleep with the best friend of my "ex" so soon after "breaking up"?

Interestingly, being honest to Diane about the situation with Shirley did not chase her away. Instead it brought us closer. But i did wonder of she has any ulterior motives. And it was interesting to hear about the vicious rumor that had spread about me. I wondered if Shirley had heard about it too, and if it had influenced her decision to leave me.

What had presented itself here was an opportunity, a chance at another relationship, sexual or not. But the timing was extremely bad. I really did not want to enter into a relationship now, and asking Diane to be fuck buddies would defeat the entire purpose of me trying to change my ways. As usual, the small head wanted action and satisfaction that was not brought about by my left or right hands, but the big head truly wanted to start anew, to change my life around.

Life had dealt me a cruel hand and was forcing me to play it.

I could not wait to see what the new year would bring.

[Feilong]

Perservere bro, huge changes to your life cannot be done overnight.
By rejecting diane you have already started to change for the better.
Good luck.

[Underthetable]

Bro, your time to shine is coming soon. Now that a "bridge" has appeared.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

The new year came and went without much excitement.

I counted down by myself in my bunk with a bottle of Chivas 18, coke, and lots of ice.

I guess the only difference is that Diane and I SMS chat with each other at least twice a day since our last outing. I dread to see my phone bill when it comes.

Strangely, she is not afraid of me. Of my fear of commitment. Of my inability to treat girls nicely when I am in a relationship with them. And yet we chatted about almost everything under the sun. Our aspirations, dreams, hobbies, likes and dislikes, and even what we looked for in a romantic partner.

Diane admitted that she did not mind a guy who cherished his job more than he did his girl, as long as at the end of the day, she got to talk to him for at least ten minutes, and cuddle each other to sleep. She struck me as rather independent, and could probably function without guys in her life. She loved shopping, and treating herself to spa sessions, buying branded goods, but she did not expect her guy to pay for any of those.

In essence, she was probably the perfect girl who every normal guy would want for a girlfriend. Independent, not clingy, knows her place, and earning enough to support herself and yet lead a comfortable life.

I wondered what was stopping me.

Was I seriously so deeply in love with Shirley but refused to admit it? Did I close off my heart, mind and soul (but not my dick), to every girl I met? Some of whom could actually be good partners? For a while at least if not for life?

What about Jenny? She did say she liked me, but she was still dating/sleeping around. Or maybe that good Christian boy of hers changed her? Time and again I wanted to ask her out for our usual fuck sessions, but I held back, knowing that she was happy with whoever she was with. In any case, she did say that she would contact me if she needed anything. So I let her be.

One unexpected thing though, was a new years greeting SMS I received while I was drowning my sorrows in camp.

You readers are probably thinking it was from Shirley, and maybe she was giving me a chance at reconciliation. But sadly, it was not.

Instead, it was from Natalie, Nicole's twin sister.

I replied with a "What's up? How have you been?" but got no reply so I ignored it. Perhaps she had mistakenly messaged me. Anyway, the dirty look she gave me when I chanced upon her the last time was still imprinted in my mind.

Back to Diane, we have not actually met up again, but our conversations are not unlike a couple. Perhaps I should ask her out one of these days when I am free. If I am free that is.

Since going back to work I have been busy with preparing stores for a battalion exercise. It looks like I am gonna be revocated to a logistics job whether I like it or not.

I doubt there will be much updates for the time being, as seeing how extremely uninteresting my life is at the current point of time.

Happy New Year everyone...

[SharkAttack]

use whatsapp bro

[EnigmaofSorrow]

use whatsapp bro

My army phone has no whatsapp dude... Haha...

[mclovin]

hapi new yr bro :) thanks for the updates :) hope you and shirley will be ok :)

[Underthetable]

Bro hang in there the day will come. You have my support don't give up;)

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I met Diane over the weekend for dinner, at the hotpot place in Bedok.

I seriously wondered why people were willing to pay such prices for such mediocre portions, most of which were bones anyway.

Diane was simply dressed, in shorts and a spaghetti top, her ample chest proving once again to be a major distraction to me. It was rather noisy, with the usual dinner crowd, thus, we could hardly hold a decent conversation.

After dinner, she suggested going for ice cream at Simpang Bedok. Apparently there was some homemade ice cream place that opened there.

Me: Hmm. What bus goes there? 10?

D: I drove. Didn't you?

Me: My camp mate borrowed my car for the weekend. I took a bus...

D: Haha. Well, ok. I'm parked at the multi-story car park opposite.

We crossed the road and waited an obscenely long time for what was apparently the only lift that served the car park, squeezing with other couples, and families with their kids, before alighting at the roof level. I swear I caught the middle-aged man standing next to Diane in the lift drooling over her cleavage, but I chose to ignore it, since she did not seem bothered by him anyway. Of course, if he tried something funny, I probably would have broken his hand or something.

Exiting the lift, I wondered which of the many cars there belonged to Diane.

D: Guess which one's my car?

It was as though she could read my mind.

Me: Err....

I scanned the car park for any obviously female cars and found none. Apart from the usual Kias, Hyundais, Nissans, Toyotas, Hondas, Suzukis, Mazdas and various continental makes, I could not figure out which car actually belonged to her.

Truthfully, I was looking out for a small hatchback, probably in a feminine colour.

D: Well?

Me: I have no idea...

She headed towards the corner of the car park and I followed her. She stopped at a black OPC Subaru WRX.

Me: You've got to be kidding...

She unlocked the car.

Me: Ok. You aren't kidding...

D: What's wrong with a Subaru?

Me: Er. This is like a sports car...

D: Not really...

Me: Turbo-charged...

D: So?

Me: Er...

D: It's fast. But I don't speed. Usually...

Me: Why OPC?

D: My working hours are long...

Me: Right...

D: Wanna drive it?

Me: It's really your car? Your dad's? Brother's?

D: Nope. It's mine...

She tossed the keys over. I tried to act cool while catching it, but I could hardly contain my excitement. I opened the drivers door and slid into the bucket seat.

Me: Wow.

D: It came with the car. It's second hand.

Me: I see.

D: Start the engine!

I did and it roared to life.

Me: Wow.

That was probably the most powerful car I had ever had the opportunity to be behind the wheel.

D: Are you getting a hard on yet?

Me: Huh?

D: Never mind...

Me: The car's... Nice. I guess.

D: The engine is orgasmic...

Me: Hmmm...

D: Wait till the turbo kicks in...

Me: Why do you drive this again?

D: Well, I could have gotten a Jazz or something small. But there's something about this car...

Me: Are you secretly a man?

D: Don't think so... My boobs are too big...

Me: Haha.

D: Well? What are you waiting for? Let's go!

I drove out of the parking lot, negotiated the turns, and exited towards Upper Changi Road, maintaining a healthy speed limit of 60km/h while heading to our destination.

D: You drive like a pussy...

Me: What?

D: Who drives this car at 60km/h?

Me: Hey. I'm a safe driver ok?

D: Excuses.

I told her about the accident.

D: Oh. Sorry.

Me: It's ok.

D: But seriously, you can go a little bit faster...

Me: But we're almost there...

D: More excuses. Do me a favour will ya?

Me: What?

D: Stop letting the carbon buildup in my engine...

Me: Funny.

D: Show me the man you really are...

Me: There's no road left.

D: Ok Mr. Pussy.

Me: Hey.

D: What?

Me: That's not very nice...

D: The guys who drive my car usually take it to around 140km/h...

Me: Maybe they can afford the fine or loss of their license...

D: I've heard somewhere that a man's driving style is representative of what he's like in bed...

Me: So?

D: So maybe you aren't very good?

Me: Maybe I'm slow and steady, and will get you there safely?

D: I use condoms. I'm safe.

Me: Very funny.

We arrived at Simpang Bedok and I parked the car. The ice cream shop was opposite the supermarket.

D: Let's order take away. I wanna go somewhere.

Me: Er... Ice cream melts?

D: I've got an icebox in the boot.

Me: Right. Go for picnics often?

D: It's just there la... Could you grab some ice from the supermarket? I'll get the ice cream. My treat. What flavor do you want?

Me: Er. Chocolate?

D: How boring. But ok.

I headed to the supermarket to get ice and met Diane back at the car.

D: Hand over the keys pussy.

Me: That better not be my permanent nickname... By the way, what did you get?

D: It's a surprise. You'll see.

I handed her the keys and she opened the boot. I filled the ice box with ice and she dumped the ice cream in.

D: Ok pussy. Get in.

Me: Stop calling me that.

D: I'll stop when you show me how much of a man you are...

Me: Grr...

D: Growling doesn't scare me. Buckle up.

I did as told and she drove off.

The next few minutes were either going to be extremely thrilling, or extremely dangerous.

[frog69]

Bro, i'm never one to comment on stories based on my old posts if u can see, but ur story kept me up from 3am till now! awesome stuff!

U shld just create a blog and write!

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Diane sped down the road at along Expo, hitting speeds of almost 100km/h, and took the slip road onto the ECP. She hardly slowed down along the bend, taking the curve at around 80km/h. The WRX roared like the road monster it was and soon we were along Changi Coast Road, traveling at more than twice the speed limit.

Me: There's usually speed traps here...

D: Not at this time.

She pushed the car to 180. I squeezed myself into the bucket seat and silently prayed that she would not suffer a momentary lapse in judgement and lose control. At such speeds, I guess I would be lucky to get away with a broken leg if we crashed.

We passed by the ferry terminal that most young Singaporean males would be familiar with and she turned into one of the car parks. I immediately exited and lit a cigarette.

D: Had fun?

Me: That's not my kind of fun...

D: Oh come on. What's a little rush of blood to the head?

Me: Well, all the blood's rushed out of my head...

D: You're really a pussy...

Me: I think I really have some sort of allergy to dangerous driving.

D: That was hardly dangerous. The car can handle it...

Me: Still. You weren't in an accident before.

D: True.

Me: And I doubt you wanna be in one.

D: Won't happen to me. I know my limits.

Me: I hardly think so.

D: Well, I got you here in one piece right?

Me: Do you know that I still can't remember some parts of my life before the accident?

D: Memory loss is temporary. You probably blocked out the unwanted memories.

Me: Right. It's still not safe. The way you drive. You could get yourself or someone else killed.

D: Life is short. I wanna enjoy it.

Me: I'm sure there are other ways...

D: Like?

I stubbed out my stick and lit another.

Me: Like the ice cream that's melting in your ice box.

D: It's not melting...

Me: Well, there's always extreme sports if you need an adrenaline rush.

D: Nah. Not really into those kinda things.

Me: Then what do you enjoy?

D: Am I supposed to be blunt?

Me: Why not?

D: Well. I enjoy sex. Haha. The physical part of it anyway...

Me: Who doesn't?

D: True.

I felt the sudden need to deviate the conversation.

Me: Shall we grab the ice cream and retire to a bench or something?

D: Sure.

I grabbed the ice cream and we headed to a nearby bench. The cool sea breeze was refreshing.

D: So, are we gonna start seeing each othermore frequently?

Me: For what purpose?

D: As friends? Maybe go on dates?

Me: Hmm. I'll think about it.

D: How about to fuck?

Me: What?

D: I haven't had a real man for quite some time... Oh wait. You're a pussy...

Me: Very funny.

D: Well you certainly drive like one.

Me: You know my reason.

D: Well?

Me: Well what?

D: Are we gonna see each other or not?

Me: I really don't know.

D: Why did you agree to come out today then?

Me: I was bored I guess.

D: Bored? So I'm the tool to ease your boredom?

Me: I suppose.

D: Then are you gonna be the tool to ease my horniness?

Me: Are you horny?

D: When I'm drunk.

Me: Haha. Well you ain't drunk now.

D: There are other ways to make me horny.

Me: I know.

D: Then why won't you do it?

Me: I'm trying to change my ways?

D: Bullshit. Haven't you heard that a leopard doesn't change it's spots?

Me: Look. I treat you nicely now right?

D: I suppose.

Me: Who's to say I won't change if we start going out? Or even start sleeping together?

D: You were the one who said fuck buddies are different.

Me: What if I develop feelings for you?

D: Will you?

Me: I don't know.

D: Things don't have to change you know?

Me: You're Shirley's good friend.

D: So because of that I don't have the right to sleep with her ex?

Me: I don't even know if I can be considered her ex.

D: Doesn't matter anyway. Since you're so unwilling.

Me: I guess I don't want to hurt you unnecessarily.

D: How sweet. By the way, do you have a big cock?

Me: What kind of a question is that?

D: Most of the buff guys I slept with are not that big in that department.

Me: Uh huh...

D: Chinese guys don't usually have big cocks...

Me: Uh huh...

D: I slept with this Malay guy once though. He was quite sizeable. Filled me up pretty nicely. Made me cum quite a few times...

Me: Why exactly are you telling me all this?

D: I wanna know all about you.

Me: Right.

D: It's ok if you have a small dick and are embarrassed about it...

Me: If you trying to irritate me into proving a point, it's not working.

D: I'm just saying. I don't mind if your dick is small, as long as you can satisfy me.

Me: On another day, if I was my old self, I would be fucking your brains out just to prove you wrong.

D: So what are you waiting for?

Me: Like I said, on another day, if I wasn't who I want to be now. Anyway, let's eat the ice cream before it melts...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Bro, i'm never one to comment on stories based on my old posts if u can see, but ur story kept me up from 3am till now! awesome stuff!

U shld just create a blog and write!

thanks bro...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Me: So what did you get for me?

D: Chocolate lor. And something else.

Me: Which is?

D: You try la.

Diane shoved the spoon into my mouth.

Me: It tastes... Slightly alcoholic.

D: Yeah. Got martini. Is it nice?

Me: Ok la.

D: You're really boring you know that?

Me: I don't dispute that.

D: So you only do the missionary position?

Me: How did this conversation lead back to sex?

D: Curious.

Me: Curiosity killed the cat.

D: I'm no cat. I'm a dragon...

Me: Right.

D: So how many girls have you slept with?

Me: A few...

D: How did they rate you in bed?

Me: I never asked...

D: Boring.

Me: Ya la.

D: So how long can you last?

Me: How long do you take to cum?

D: Depends on how horny I am. Sometimes five minutes, sometimes never.

Me: Well, my policy is I'll make you cum before I do.

D: Yeah right. What if I'm so good that you ejaculates prematurely...

Me: Then I'll make it hard again.

D: You sure or not?

Me: Sure la.

D: You make yourself sound like a sex god...

Me: Never said I was.

D: So do you have condoms?

Me: Nope.

D: Will you do me raw?

Me: Nope.

D: Ok.

Me: Could we stop talking about this for now?

D: Do you still love Shirley?

I paused, not know what to say.

D: Or do you still wish you were fucking your fuck buddy?

Me: Well...

D: Well?

Me: I'm trying not to be that kind of person anymore...

D: Which kind?

Me: I don't want to sleep around...

D: How does sleeping with one fuck buddy be considered as sleeping around? Unless there's things you aren't telling me...

Me: Like what?

D: You don't have one night stands anymore right?

Me: Nope.

D: Then do you go to prostitutes? Or freelancers?

Me: I don't believe in paying for sex. Even though it's merely a business transaction...

D: So why don't you want to sleep with me?

Me: Erm.

D: I'm not attractive enough?

Me: It's not that...

D: You like skinny girls right?

Me: No preference.

D: I'm not skinny enough for you?

Me: You're hot ok?

D: It doesn't feel that way...

Me: Why?

D: I'm pretty sure the guys I slept with only liked my boobs...

Me: Well, they are rather large.

D: Do you like my boobs?

Me: Er. Yes?

D: Did you like touching them the last time?

Me: Yes.

D: Do you want to suck on them?

Me: No.

D: Why?

Me: I don't want to start anything sexual with you.

D: So you don't find me attractive?

Me: Where's this leading too?

D: I don't know.

Me: You seem like you have low self esteem.

D: Yeah. I can't find a man. And now I've found one, he doesn't find me attractive...

Me: There's more to attraction than looks.

Suddenly, Diane started crying.

Me: What's wrong?

I pulled her in for a hug. She buried her head in my shoulder.

D: All my life I've been struggling with my chest size. Even in primary school they were bigger than the other girls my age. Every guy I met only wanted my body and not much else. And I gave it to each one of them, every time.

Me: And?

D: That's what I use to attract guys now. It's like second nature. But they never last...

Me: Look. You're smart, funny, intellectual and what not. I don't see why you should have trouble finding a guy. The only problem is finding the right one. Of course I find you attractive, and I would queue up to sleep with you. But I'm not that kind of guy anymore. Or at least I don't hope to be.

Diane wiped her tears on my sleeve. I brushed her fringe off her forehead and kissed it.

D: Will you be my boyfriend?

Me: No.

D: Why?

Me: The times not right. I'm not in the right state of mind for a committed relationship. And you obviously have issues with yourself.

D: You're the only guy so far who will talk to me this way.

Me: I'm a nice guy. And I want to stay that way...

D: I'm a nice girl who can be wild.

Me: I'll stick to the nice girl. I don't need your wild side.

D: Can we at least see each other regularly?

Me: I don't see why not...

D: You don't know how happy I am just talking to you.

Me: You are?

D: Yes.

Me: That's good...

Diane hugged me tightly. I stroked her hair.

D: Make me yours ok?

Me: I don't know.

This time I would take things slow.

[SharkAttack]

TS, pro la. Jia You!!! Jia You!!!

[readyletsgo]

wa bro, seriously, your stories were fantastic! there are no other words that can easily describe it. i spend day and night and killing my sleeping time despite that i have to wake up early for a long day at work the next day. i even spend my journey time, break time, etc. to finish up reading this story (i spend few days for this from pg 1 to 41!) and finally i had however, do continue to update as i look forward to your post!

if you were a writer and wrote your own book about this, i'm sure to buy!

[TamKorSang]

As usual, to prevent this thread from slipping into oblivion, I'm gonna have to ask TS to...pls continue Bro!

[Sen5eS]

New Year New Opportunities !

Keep up the stories ! SLOW and STEADY hor !

Hope there's closure with S cos D does sound very appealing (financially independant/smart/good company/easy going/willing to offer herself 2 u ... hahaha a GUY with boobs/pussy ...

Anyway ... wishing you a Happy CNY bro ... one door closes and one new one opens.

[onlyhuman]

Welcome back ts....damn ur situtation sounds exactly like mine...except I m into paid sex and nothing else...:D

[late bloomer]

Welcome back ts....damn ur situtation sounds exactly like mine...except I m into paid sex and nothing else...:D

I can fully understand. Coincidentally, same for me.

Well done, TS. Compelling story. Kinda skimmed through it cos too long but will come back to read every detail some time again.

Gong Xi Fa Cai in advance. :o

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I met Diane again over the weekend despite my best efforts not to get involved with another girl for awhile.

This time, we headed to Bedok Reservoir for a midnight jog in the wee hours of Saturday morning.

I headed there on foot, while Diane met me there. I thought she was cold, as she wore a tracksuit, but the minute she stepped out of her car, she stripped off the tracksuit, revealing a tight, black sports bra, and FBT shorts. Suddenly, I felt over-dressed in my 2XU tights and dry-fit running vest.

Me: A little under-dressed?

D: Who me?

Me: At this time of the night, in this area, I don't wish to see anything or anyone else, under-dressed or not...

D: Am I seriously under-dressed?

Me: Not really. But you might give someone a nosebleed.

D: How?

Me: Creamy white thighs and bouncing boobies?

D: Haha!

Me: Damn. I don't know how that slipped out...

D: Well I usually wear this in the gym.

Me: Never ran outdoors before?

D: Not really. Only in school?

Me: You didn't wear this back then right?

D: Er, PE lesson wear sports bra only? You want the guys in my class to get hardons?

Me: I don't recall your breasts being this big then...

D: Oh my god you pervert! Why were you looking at 13 year old girls?

Me: Hello. I was your instructor for 4 years. I think I've seen all of you in PE shirts countless times.

D: Still... WHY WERE YOU LOOKING AT THE CHESTS OF TEENAGE GIRLS???

Me: Hey, I was a teenager too ok?

D: So desperate meh?

Me: No girlfriend what.

D: So you look at young girls?

Me: No la...

D: Then?

Me: Only you la...

D: Right. Your attempt at flirting is actually rather pathetic. We all knew you were only close to Shirley...

Me: Precisely.

D: Argh. Whatever.

Me: So are we going to stand here and debate on how your growing chest size? Or are we going to run?

D: Idiot. How far are we running?

Me: One round?

D: How far is that?

Me: Less than 5km?

D: Correction, how long do I have to run?

Me: Er... Less than half an hour?

D: Are you sure?

Me: Er. I don't know about you, but it takes me less than half an hour...

D: You don't have obstacles.

Me: I have a fractured leg.

D: Does it hamper your running?

Me: Not really.

D: Well, it's a bit hard running with two things bouncing around...

Me: Yeah. Most female runners are really lean and usually don't have massive chests...

D: Are you calling me fat???

Me: No, I just said most female runners are lean...

D: So I'm fat la?

Me: No you're not.

D: Will you still like me if I wasn't slim?

Me: Er. Does it even matter whether I like you or not?

D: Yes?

Me: No. It doesn't matter. I'm not looking for another relationship now.

D: Then why are we going jogging?

Me: To keep fit?

D: We could be having hot sex and lose the calories.

Me: Hot sex? You mean like in a sauna?

D: Don't be lame. But that's an interesting thought...

Me: Remind me not to indulge you any more.

D: Remind me to stop thinking that I'm attractive enough for you to want to sleep with me...

Me: Could you stop your low self esteem?

D: I can't help it.

Me: Look, you've got a good job, a nice car, you could probably afford a flat on your own income if you were above 35...

D: An intimate partner is missing from the picture...

Me: Trust me. I'm probably not the guy for you. Not now. Not yet.

D: Yeah. Sadly, you don't know what you're missing out on...

Me: Let's just be friends for the time being ok? We'll see how things develop in the future.

D: Ok.

Me: Now let's do some stretching.

I proceeded to introduce Diane to the SAF standard warm-up exercises, and had a damn nice show when it came to jumping jacks and high jumper.

Diane was surprisingly a relatively fast runner and kept pace with me quite well. We completed the route in slightly under half an hour.

As we cooled down, I could not help but notice how alluring she looked.

Me: You're really pretty you know?

D: Are you joking? I'm hot and sweaty and probably look like a mess now.

Me: Seriously. I think you're pretty.

D: Thanks. But you're flattery won't work unless you really want to be in a relationship with me.

Me: Why do you want to be with me? I'm fucked up.

D: You're nice. Really. I just don't understand why things change when you're involved with a girl.

Me: I can't explain that either.

D: You need to find someone you really like, and try to make things work.

Me: So you like me because I'm nice?

D: Yes. And also because I've never met a guy who treats me this way.

Me: But if we get together I'll probably fuck things up.

D: It's a risk I'm willing to take. Now the question is, are you willing to take that risk?

Me: I don't wanna hurt you.

D: I've been hurt before. I'll just move on.

Me: I don't want to hurt anyone else.

Diane moved next to me and put her arm around my shoulder.

D: Things happen for a reason. If you never went for the wedding I would not have met you again. Do you believe in fate?

Me: No I don't. And you never liked me before. Why now?

D: You treated me well, even though we aren't together. I can see a good person inside, even though you choose to hide it.

Me: I guess I don't even know myself well enough.

D: So I'll ask you again. Do you want to be with me?

Me: I treat you as a friend. Maybe even a younger sister.

D: Oh please. That's passé. Either you want me as your girlfriend or not.

Me: I don't want to be a source of regret for you.

D: Life is full of regrets. How can you say you'll be a regret when you never tried?

She cupped my face and brought me towards her, pressing her soft lips against mine. I returned her kiss.

D: Let this be a new beginning? Our new beginning?

Me: Ok. But the minute I'm out of line, please, break up with me.

[Sen5eS]

Way to go ! She does make a very convincing point ... don't try you'll regret. If you're going to try, no need for regrets! Hope for more updates !

[vonnieleung]

Excellent story bro

[EnigmaofSorrow]

On Wednesday I was able to book out of camp to meet Diane. It was to be our first official date.

Usually, I would have driven to meet her, but she volunteered to pick me up from outside my camp.

As I waited at the camp gates, a couple of my men walked by and asked why I was not driving. We stood there smoking for awhile when the WRX roared up to us and stopped in front of me. When Diane stepped out, I was pretty sure I heard the collective sound of jaws dropping and probably boners forming in the pants of those deprived NSFs.

1: Wah Sergeant, your girlfriend ah?

It did not help that Diane was dressed in her office wear, a tight white blouse with a skirt that ended a few inches above her knees. A few inches too high perhaps.

2: Sergeant, intro leh...

3: Ya la. Chiobu must share...

Sometimes I really wondered if my men knew when the appropriate time to say appropriate things was.

Me: Er...

D: Hello boys...

Her sweet voice mesmerized the shellshocked trio.

D: You wanna drive?

Me: Sure.

I opened the passenger door and Diane slid in slowly, on purpose I presume. One of the guys actually dropped his cigarette. He quickie stepped on it to stub it out, as though he was done smoking. I headed to the drivers seat.

Me: Any of you need a lift anywhere?

I could tell they were considering the offer but the smartest of the lot decided not to intrude on our private time.

2: No need sergeant! Thank you sergeant.

Me: Alright. Make sure you book in by 2230 ok?

1, 2 & 3: Yes sergeant!

I got into the car and revved the engine on purpose, then drove off.

Me: So where are we going?

D: Hmm. I don't know. There's this place in Punggol...

Me: What kind of place?

D: It's like a pub? Or a bar? With food of course.

Me: Hmm. Ok. Just gimme the directions.

D: Get on the SLE, head onto TPE, exit Punggol Way. I'll give you more directions from there.

Me: Ok.

D: By the way your men are quite cute?

Me: Huh?

D: Reminds me of the time I had to call you sergeant...

Me: Actually, you called me instructor most of the time...

D: Same la...

Me: Brings back memories?

D: Of course. Knocking us down in the courtyard at noon... Shouting at so loudly that the teacher-in-charge came over... Making us hentak-kaki for hours...

Me: It couldn't have been hours...

D: Ok fine. HALF an hour.

Me: Hey. I bet your legs are really strong now ok? Haha...

D: Well, wanna get into pumping position with me?

Me: Right. Let's go slow ok?

D: Damn. I thought you were the type to fuck on the first date...

Me: Nope. Must have confused me with someone else.

D: Oh really?

She slid her hand on my thigh.

Me: Erm. Driving a really fast car here...

D: You're going at 80 on the left lane...

Me: Still...

D: Ok I won't touch you....

Diane unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse.

D: Hot in here isn't it?

I ignore her and turned the air-conditioning to max.

Me: Is there any particular reason why you wanna go to this pub?

D: The foods good?

Me: Really?

D: I think so. You like good food?

Me: No real preference. As long as it's tasty and fills me up I guess...

D: Well, their mussels are good, and their pasta. And the dessert....

Me: You sound hungry...

D: Well, I haven't eaten lunch.

Me: What? Why?

D: I skipped lunch to finish my work so I could pick you...

Me: What.....

D: Yeah.

Me: I could have driven to meet you.

D: This is more environmentally friendly. One less car producing emissions.

Me: At the expense of your health? Doesn't sound very worth it...

D: It is. I get to meet you.

Me: Wait a minute... I thought you were independent.

D: I miss my boyfriend. Cannot ah?

Me: Er...

D: Did you miss me?

Me: Er...

D: Ok I can see why you're so horrible at relationships now. Haha.

Me: Thanks.

D: I'm gonna take a short nap. Since you drive like my grandfather...

Me: Hilarious.

D: Wake me when you exit at Punggol Way.

Me: Ok.

Diane lowered the incline of the car and lay back. I lowered the air-conditioning to a less chilling level.

Soon, I exited Punggol Way and shook her.

D: Hmm? Oh. Straight all the way.

I went straight.

D: Turn right.

Kept going.

D: Left then right then left into Tebing Lane.

And we arrived.

Quite a cool place really. A bistro bar place by the Punggol waterfront.

I ordered a spaghetti on recommendation of the waitress while Diane had some sort of steak. We also shared some mussels which apparently was a signature dish or something.

Our drinks arrived before the food and we lit up at the smoking area.

Me: Will you be ok to drive?

D: It's one beer...

Me: Yeah. But aren't you tired?

D: Well, you could always send me home and take my car back to camp and be the object of envy of your men...

Me: Some of my men drive bigger and more expensive cars...

D: I'll be fine la...

Me: Ok.

The arrived shortly after and we ate quickly as Diane wanted to stroll along the waterfront.

I footed the bill and joined her at the walking path by the river. She was staring at the vast expanse, and the mangrove jungle on the other side.

D: Chinese New Year's around the corner. What are you doing?

Me: Hiding in camp?

D: Oh come on. It's the festive season. Get a life.

Me: I'm not gonna go home and see my father. Therefore, I won't be doing any visiting.

D: Seriously?

Me: Yeah.

D: Will you come visiting with me then?

Me: Err.

D: At least to see my grandmother.

Me: Really?

D: She's almost 90, I want her to meet my boyfriend before anything happens to her...

Me: Well I suppose I could...

D: Thanks.

Me: But I don't have any clothes...

D: What?

Me: No new year clothes.

D: Go and buy some.

Me: Ok.

Diane hugged me.

D: Thanks for doing this.

I kissed her forehead.

Me: Don't mention it. I guess it's time for my life to change.

D: I think I'm really falling in love with you...

Me: One day I guess I'll be able to say the same.

[Etude]

This story.. Teaches me about life and decision making.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

The Friday before Chinese New Year was a half day and I headed out of camp, much to the surprise of my colleagues, especially Alex.

A: Bro, going where?

Me: Chinese New Year shopping?

A: Zhun Bo? I thought you got no home?

Me: Well. I'm going to bai nian with my girlfriend...

A: Huh. Since when you got attached? Old girl ah?

Me: No la. New one.

A: Pro. When sial?

Me: A week ago?

D: From where?

Me: Long story.

A: Basket. Don't act mysterious la...

Me: I met her a a wedding la.

A: What the fuck. Got picture or not?

Me: Don't have.

He passed me his blackberry.

A: Facebook.

Me: Nabei. So kaypoh for what?

A: See your taste la.

Me: You chee bye.

But I took his phone anyway and navigated to Diane's Facebook profile. Alex literally snatched his phone back.

Me: What you doing?

A: Looking for pics la.

Me: Chee bye kia.

A: Mother fucker.

Me: What?

Alex showed me his screen. He found some beach shots when Diane was in Bintan with her colleagues. She was wearing a skimpy bikini, her massive assets barely being covered by the top.

A: Fuck already?

Me: Fuck your head la.

A: You don't want then gimme her number.

Me: Go and die la you. This time it's different.

A: Her neh fucking tua liap leh.

Me: Ya la.

A: And you going bai nian with her? Must be serious relationship.

Me: Ya la.

A: Come, I bring you go buy clothes la. You are in need of a makeover.

Me: Fuck you la.

A: Serious. You wanna go or not?

Me: Go where?

A: I was going to JB. You wanna go or not?

Me: How you going?

A: Take bus la. If not what, fly there or walk across the bridge ah?

Me: Nabei la you.

A: You go your passport or not?

Me: Got la.

A: Then let's go la.

Me: Ok lor. Where?

A: I was going to Bukit Indah. There's a straight bus from Kranji. There got Jusco, Giant, Tesco, Carrefour.

Me: Fuck. I'll drive in la.

A: Serious ah?

Me: Ya la. You know the way?

A: Don't worry la. I'll bring you there.

Me: Ok. I go pump to 3/4 tank first.

A: Ok. Then we reach there I'll intro you to this seafood place.

Me: Reach there then talk.

We got into my car and headed in the general direction of Malaysia.

Me: Eh. Tuas or Second Link?

A: Second Link lor.

Me: Second Link must pay toll?

A: You never go by Second Link before?

Me: Only drove to JB a few times la. Mostly at Causeway side. To eat and pump petrol.

Alex produced a Touch and Go card from his wallet.

Me: What's that?

A: Stored value card that can be used for the toll.

He passed it to me.

A: Take it. I have a spare.

Me: How come?

A: Everytime I go JB in a rental car or what by Second Link I'll buy one if I don't have at least 2. Cos whenever I go in with someone who drives and doesn't have one I'll pass it to them and they conveniently forget to return...

Me: Haha. Later let me know where to buy lor.

A: By the way, you have Ringgit?

Me: Nope. I'm pretty sure whatever place you're bringing me to their accepts credit cards. You?

A: I have a Maybank account. And CIMB as well.

Me: Right. But where we're going accepts credit cards right?

A: Have you tried paying for a hooker with a credit card? Swipe where? Her pussy ah?

Me: Chee bye kia. I'm not interested in that.

A: Kidding la. It's a shopping mall, if they don't accept credit cards then I pay for you lor.

Me: Ok. Haha.

A: Right. You know how to go to Tuas right? Wake me up before you you reach the immigration booth.

Me: Nabei. Make me drive there and you just sleep only...

A: If you want I can drive and you sleep la...

Me: Kidding la. You got license meh?

A: Class 2 only. Still taking my class 3. But I have military license.

Me: Right. I'll wake you when we're there.

We cleared customs with relative ease, the festive traffic jams were still at a minimal as it was probably still early.

A: Just go straight then exit at 307. The actual exit should be 307C I think.

Me: You think?

A: I drive by recognition of the surroundings, not by memory la. Even if we get lost, petrol here is cheap. At the most we go KL. Haha.

Me: Right.

We did not get lost and as I exited the highway, I saw the mall to the left. Aeon Bukit Indah. I entered the car park and parked near the entrance. I shook Alex.

Me: We're here.

A: Basket. So fast.

Me: You were expecting a long drive?

Anyway, I headed straight to Jusco, which is something like BHG or Isetan, and bought a couple of shirts and pants. Alex wandered off by himself before catching up with me prior to paying up.

A: You going to bai nian or going for job interview?

Me: What?

A: Shirts and pants for Chinese New Year?

Me: Nothing wrong what. Besides there's a red shirt in there.

A: Yeah, and when else are you going to wear it?

Me: Next year?

A: Next year you have to buy new clothes. It's a tradition.

Me: I'm not very traditional.

A: Too bad. And trust me la, people hardly wear business wear to bai nian.

Me: Since when did you become a style consultant?

A: Just trust me. Go buy some polo tees or something. Jeans, chinos, khakis...

Me: Damn it.

I removed the items from the cashier and returned them to their spots. I turned to Alex.

Me: My budget is RM$200.

A: Let's go. After this I'll bring you for a massage then we go for seafood dinner.

Me: Your massage clean or dirty one?

A: See whether you want clean or dirty la.

Me: All right. Let's get this over and done with.

[Etude]

Interesting developments so far. TS when ORD?

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Interesting developments so far. TS when ORD?

haha... long way from now...

[Etude]

Haha TS all the best la. Feel quite sorry for you when I heard that you're a JC student but you made some wrong decisions with your life which made you end up in this current situation..

[Etude]

Haven't ORD, then I guess our age gap shouldn't be that far bahs.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Haven't ORD, then I guess our age gap shouldn't be that far bahs.

Well, if you've been in the army for 7 years, then I suppose the age gap isn't that far...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Sunday approached and I felt rather apprehensive. Having not attended
my own reunion dinners for the past 2 years, I wondered what it would be like this time.

Thankfully, Diane did not insist that I go back home for reunion.

I dressed simply in a red polo tee and chinos and waited outside camp for Diane to pick me up.

The familiar roar of the Subaru echoed from the distance and I readied
myself for the first reunion dinner I was attending that was not my own family's.

Me: Hi.

D: Hi.

Me: So where are we going?

D: My grandmothers house.

Me: Where's that?

D: Somewhere in Bedok.

Me: Ok. You sure they won't mind?

D: They won't.

Me: I always thought that reunion dinners were for family members only...

D: Well, if you're my boyfriend, then you're part of my family.

Me: You don't find it strange that I have not met your parents yet?

D: Nah. You'll meet them later...

Me: I'm kind of nervous...

D: They're nice people. Trust me.

Me: Is your family large? Extended family I mean.

D: You'll see when you get there...

Me: Ok.

We arrived at Diane's grandmothers place in Bedok and she parked by the side of the road. It was two-storey bungalow. Most of her extended family was already there. Diane approached a tall, well-built man from the back.

D: Daddy? This is Enigma, my boyfriend.

He turned around and I recognized him, almost snapping to a salute.

Me: Good evening Sir!

D's Dad: Hello Enigma. Do I know you from somewhere?

Me: No Sir, but I think I know you.

D's Dad: From?

Me: You were a staff officer in my division.

D's Dad: Oh. You're a regular? Well, you certainly look like one. Where did you find him Di?

D: He found me.

D's Dad: How sweet. Well, go introduce him to your mom. I'm sure she'll like him. She's in the kitchen with grandma.

D: Ok.

Diane led me in the general direction of the kitchen.

Me: You didn't tell me you dad's an LTC...

D: He's retired.

Me: Still.

D: Do you really know him?

Me: Nope. But seen him around before. Quite a strict guy I heard. Loves eating junior officers for lunch when they make stupid mistakes. Ranger-trained.

D: So? He treats me like his princess...

Me: Well, he could kill me if I did something wrong to you.

D: Then don't.

Me: I do things unintentionally sometimes. Is your mom in the service too?

D: Well, yes.

Me: Your siblings?

D: My elder brother is a regular commando. My younger sister is on a scholarship with the Navy.

Me: A military family. Why aren't you in it? You might have had the chance to meet lots of guys...

D: Wasn't interested. My four years under you in the uniformed group was enough...

Me: Was I that bad?

D: No. But I guess I didn't like the regimentation. Plus, my dad didn't treat me the way he treats his men...

Me: But your siblings?

D: Let's just say the middle child usually gets preferential treatment...

Me: Right.

D: Well, I hope to be under you for the next few years or longer as well...

Me: Huh? What?

D: You know...

She grabbed my crotch playfully...

Me: Very funny. Let's go meet your mom and grandma...

Diane's mom and grandmother were busy in the kitchen with 2 domestic helpers, preparing the food for the traditional steamboat.

D: Mom, Ah ma. This is my boyfriend, Enigma.

D's Mom: You must be in the army.

D: Wow mom, how did you guess?

D's Mom: Same pattern as your dad...

D's Grandma: Leng Zai...

I think I blushed. I exchanged pleasantries with both of them and we headed to find her siblings. We found her brother at the far end of the garden, smoking with her father.

Me: Is there anyone in your family who doesn't smoke?

D: My mom and sis.

Me: Right.

I contemplated joining them but left my cigarettes in my pocket.

D: Kor. My boyfriend.

D's Bro: Didn't you go for SOF selection sometime back?

Me: Er, yes.

D: You know each other?

D's Bro: He failed the swim test.

D: You can't swim? I thought all soldiers are supposed to be able to swim.

Me: Not good enough apparently...

D's Bro: So you're dating my sister? You better treat her well, or...

D: Kor don't like that la...

D's Bro: Or I'll tekan you if you come for selection again. Haha.

Diane punched him.

D: Very funny Kor...

D's Bro: Quite funny what. So you coming for selection again?

Me: I'm downgraded bro... Training accident, then had a car accident.

D's Bro: And you're still in service? You should leave. Your prospects are screwed.

Me: I intend to complete my contract.

D's Bro: Well, if you can, upgrade and come for selection again. I guarantee the prospects are alot better.

Me: I'll think about it.

D: Oi. It's reunion dinner. Can you two stop talking about army stuff?

Me: Oops.

We finished smoking and headed back to the dining room where the females of the household were finishing the set up.

We sat down at a corner of the sub-table as the main table was full. Diane's extended family was huge, with at least 30 members. Looking around I realised how lucky I was, as Diane was easily the hottest piece of ass at the table.

We ate dinner on relative silence, only making polite conversation when required.

After dinner, we headed to the garden to smoke again.

D: Hey, will you go somewhere with me later?

Me: Where?

Diane leaned over and whispered into my ear.

D: it's a surprise, but I'm sure you'll like it.

[modelsfantasy]

BRO,


good JOB ! camping for more

[EnigmaofSorrow]

After dinner, we headed back to the car and drove off.

Me: Where are we going?

D: It's a surprise.

Me: What's the occasion?

D: Surprise.

Me: Can't you tell me and I'll act surprised later on?

D: Right. Where's the fun in that?

Me: Ok.

We headed to the ECP and Diane gunned the engine again.

A few minutes later, she exited at Prince Edward Road and somehow we ended up at M Hotel.

Me: This is new.

D: Huh?

Me: Usually it's the guy who brings the girl to the hotel...

She parked the car and dug into her purse, handing me a keycard.

D: So this how it works?

Me: Not really. Nice hotel though.

We took the lift to the allocated floor and navigated to the room. I inserted the keycard and we entered.

Me: Woah. It's a suite.

D: Uh huh...

Me: Why?

Diane said nothing but pressed her lips against mine.

D: Go in.

She literally pushed me in and shut the door. I wondered what was happening.

I scanned the living room and noticed a couple of bottles of hard liquor and mixes on the coffee table.

Diane opened the door to the suite and threw her purse onto the bed. I saw a trolley-luggage.

Me: You been here long?

D: Nope. Checked in this afternoon.

Me: So this is the surprise?

D: Part of it...

Me: What's the rest?

D: Why don't you settle down, pour yourself a drink, watch some TV or something? I'm gonna take a shower.

Me: Don't I get to shower too?

D: Not with me.

Me: Oh.

It was not that I was disappointed, but I guess I could not help myself.

D: There's no ice, so you may wanna call room service for a bucket.

Diane then shut the door. I heard the shower running as I flopped onto the couch.

I spied a lowball glass. It did not look like it came from the room. True enough, I spotted packaging from Ikea near the trash can.

I opened the bottle of Jim Beam, poured slightly more than a shot and downed it in a single gulp, feeling the burn down my throat.

I picked up the phone and dialed Room Service for a bucket of ice. There was no way I was going to drink all that shit neat.

The ice would take roughly 5 minutes so I opened the Hennesy and poured a shot.

The ice arrived and I poured a Hennesy Coke for myself.

Me: Do you want anything?

I doubt she heard me so I entered the bedroom and knocked on the bathroom door.

Me: You ok in there?

Suddenly the door opened and Diane pulled me in. It was slightly steamy but it was pretty obvious that all she was wearing was her birthday suit.

She took the glass from my hand and gulped down the contents.

I stared at her naked body.

Me: This is the first time I've seen you fully naked.

My eyes roamed from her slender shoulders to her definitely too large for her body breasts, to the baby fats on her tummy, to the curve of her hips, her slender thighs and toned calves. No matter how hard I tried not to, I was definitely getting a reaction.

Me: You look good enough to eat...

D: Literally, metaphorically, or sexually?

She slid up to me and placed my hand on her thigh, moving it inwards.

Me: Whichever way you want it...

D: I thought you didn't want to sleep with me?

Me: I think it's still early in our relationship, but you're making me horny.

D: The alcohol helps right?

Me: Do we really need this much?

D: Who cares?

Me: Erm.

D: Just go shower. I'll see you outside.

Me: Ok.

Diane left and I stripped. I originally intended to give her a striptease but she left. As I stepped into the shower, I thought I heard the doorbell ring.

I wondered what was happening.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I finished my shower and wrapped a towel around my waist. I wondered who the visitor was.

As I exited the bathroom and entered the living room via the bedroom, it was all dark, save for the light from the candles from a cake that was on the coffeetable.

Me: It's your birthday?

D: In an hour...

Me: I didn't get you anything.

D: It's your birthday too...

Me: Huh? Er. It's next week...

D: We can celebrate together.

Thankfully, Diane did not answer the door in a birthday suit, but put on a bathrobe.

I settled down next to her on the couch.

Me: Do you want me to sing happy birthday?

D: Nah. I'm not that traditional. But I hope you like blackforest...

Me: I'm not really a cake person. But I'll eat it for you.

D: Aww. You're so sweet.

Me: I haven't really celebrated my birthday for a few years?

D: Why?

Me: I don't know. No one to celebrate it with?

D: Well, we've got each other now. Right?

Me: I hope so...

D: Can you not spoil the moment?

Me: Sorry.

D: Let's not wait till midnight?

Me: Sure...

D: Ok. Make a wish and blow out the candles.

Me: You too.

The deed was done.

D: What did you wish for?

Me: If I tell you it won't come true.

D: Guess so.

Me: So why the surprise?

D: Why not? We're together right?

Me: Yeah. But you could have told me, and maybe we could have done something.

D: Well, this is usually how I spend my birthdays...

Me: With your boyfriend?

D: Getting drunk then getting fucked by some random guy.

Me: Right.

D: You're probably not liking me much right now.

Me: Everyone has a past they would rather forget.

D: I don't want it to be the same every year.

Me: Ok. Then I'll drink with you and that's it.

D: But you're my boyfriend.

Me: You said you didn't want it to be the same.

D: You're different. It's different now. I want someone who's sleeping with me because he loves me and not because I'm drunk and any cock will do. Do you love me?

Damn. Now I was screwed. How exactly does one answer that question? I did not want to lie but I did not want to tell the truth either.

D: I know it's probably a little too early. But I really think we could be happy together.

Me: How do you know I'm not with you for your body? I really don't want to hurt you.

D: Well?

Me: Well what?

D: Are we going to get drunk or not?

I wondered if it was that time of the month as her mood seemed to swing from sad to happy. Or maybe she was pretending.

Diane took the Hennesy and took a swig directly from the bottle. I grabbed it off her.

Me: Stop that.

D: Let me drink.

Me: I'll drink with you. And I can't promise that I won't hurt you. But now that I'm with you I'll make sure that I'll take care of you.

D: You don't have to remind me than you're a nice guy. I know that.

I poured two glasses of Hennessy Coke and topped it with the unmelted ice. I gave her a glass.

Me: Bottoms up.

[dennischan]

nice bro. pls continue with your story

[EnigmaofSorrow]

The cake was good, but that was not the highlight of the night. Instead, after merely a slice each, Diane and I concentrated on getting sloshed.

Bucket after bucket of ice (actually it was only twice more) were called and we finished the entire bottle of Hennessy and 3/4 of the Jim Beam. And there was still a bottle of Chivas, JW Black and Belvedere that were untouched.

Thankfully it was only the two of us, otherwise the management would probably have to step in and tell us to cut down on the noise level, despite us being in a suite.

Strangely, the towel was still wrapped around my waist, and Diane's bathrobe never dropped lower than her shoulders.

Multiple SMSes were coming through our phones since the clock struck 12, but we both ignored it.

It was nearly time to wake up when we finished the 2 bottles.

Me: Don't you have to go visiting tomorrow?

D: You mean later?

Me: Oh yeah.

D: Haha! You're drunk!

Me: Siao. I'm not. Maybe pleasantly high...

D: Yeah. Have to go visiting. But it's at my grandma's place again. Can be late. Tuesday is the busy day.

Me: Oh.

D: You're coming with me right?

Me: Yeah.

D: I have a request.

Me: What?

D: Can we visit your parents?

Me: No.

D: Why?

Me: I have no one.

D: Please?

Me: No.

D: I'll give you a blowjob?

Me: No means no.

D: You can cum in my mouth.

Me: I said no. And why are you using sex to bargain with me?

D: I'm horny?

Me: You're horny and you want to visit my parents?

D: Idiot. I mean I want you. But I also want you to at least try to reconcile.

Me: You didn't force me to go for reunion dinner. Why now?

D: Family is important. I hardly saw my parents due to their job. Now I hardly see them either, even though I still stay with them. When I'm home they're asleep. And when I leave for work, they're already gone. I don't want you having regrets.

Me: I won't.

D: That's what you say now.

Me: Let's not talk about this.

Diane looked me seriously in the eye.

D: We'll go see them.

Me: No.

D: I'll hate you if we don't.

Me: What? Up to you.

I turned away from here and opened the Black Label. She took it away.

Diane removed her bathrobe and sat there naked. She tugged at the towel and it came off.

D: Haha. Small dick.

I grabbed the towel.

Me: What the fuck's your problem?

She pushed me onto the sofa and pinned my shoulders down, her boobs waving in my face.

I tried to push her off but surprisingly, she was rather strong.

Me: I'm in a bad mood.

D: That's good. At least you'll fuck me hard.

Me: What makes you think I wanna fuck you?

Diane grabbed my trapezius and squeezed. I flinched.

D: It's my birthday. You better do as I say...

Suddenly, memories of my past life came flooding back. The similarities were starting to freak me out.

The first time I had sex with Shirley was when she "raped" me on her birthday while my leg was in a cast.

Charmaine was a rough one, in both giving and receiving.

My Pinoy ex-boss has huge tits. No doubt Diane's could not match hers, but they were still pretty big.

I was starting to wonder if Diane used to be a lesbian or maybe a bisexual, like Nicole.

I did not feel too good about the whole situation.

[Underthetable]

TS so far how's your visiting on cny?

[dennischan]

support!! pls cont bro~

[Razzie]

Bro enigma , my first post here and it's on your story. Seriously have to say you're a really good writer la. Cannot fight sia. Keep me wanting for more. Will be camping here for more!

[SSJqwert]

Finally reached the end of this thread, lol. Took a few days for me to read it. Nice story, hope it is still on-going:)

[sgm91]

TS update pls!:D camping for more

[Koizumi]

Camping for more updates.

[Koizumi]

Camping for more updates.

[soccerboot]

Bro, solid story! Liked it as there are interactions in details! I have also upped you cos you are a hell of a writer! Cheers!

[MagicFingers]

EnigmaofSorrow, you are a good writer, the way your story flows (though slightly marred by the hiccup caused by the accident). Spent days reading your thread, and it's entertaining as hell!!

Keep up the good work, and wish you all the best, hopefully, you get your PES upgrade and go back to being a combatant.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Me: What do you want?

D: I want sex.

Me: Are you drunk?

D: A little.

Me: Well, I'm not interested.

D: Why not?

Me: I was interested. Not anymore.

D: Why?

Me: Don't talk to me about my family.

D: Why not?

Me: Just don't. It's not something I want to discuss.

D: Family is important.

Me: Not mine.

D: You're irresponsible.

Me: Maybe I am.

D: I don't like irresponsible guys.

Me: I don't like to be reminded of my family.

D: How do you expect to be a responsible family man if you can't even settle your family affairs?

Me: I am not my father.

I grabbed my clothes.

Me: Let's break up then.

D: What?!

Me: I'm sorry. I can't handle this. My family problems have absolutely no bearing on my character or personality. If you don't believe that, or can't let me be myself and stand by my decisions, then it's best if we don't see each other.

Diane started tearing.

D: I'm sorry.

Me: I'm sorry too. But I guess our views on family are a little too different.

D: Are we really breaking up?

Me: Yes.

D: Are we still friends?

Me: I guess.

I turned to go to the door.

D: I supposed I screwed this up?

Me: We both did. It's not entirely your fault.

D: And I thought maybe I finally found the one...

Me: One day you'll find a guy who's right for you.

I opened the door.

Me: Goodbye. And Happy New Year.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

And I think by the last post you guys can probably guess why there haven't been any updates for quite awhile...

[Icebreg79]

And I think by the last post you guys can probably guess why there haven't been any updates for quite awhile...

Being reading since 1st page ... TS bro understand ur feelings bt no worries bro .. There's always tomorrow !!! 

[pro.d.igy]

You did the right thing by breaking up with her and walking out of the room with your head held high. :)

[Underthetable]

And I think by the last post you guys can probably guess why there haven't been any updates for quite awhile...

Bro no matter what i'll always support you.

[LowProfiler]

Bro, how's things with Shirley? You must have been keeping tabs on her, no? Or are you giving up on her? It's good that you want to be a better person for Shirley, but most importantly, be a better man for yourself.. good luck!

[EnigmaofSorrow]

It's been a long time. Way too long.

Yes. I have been "stalking" Shirley, or rather, observing her actions from a distance whenever time permits, despite having to book out of camp, pay for a few hours parking, and book in by 2300hrs.

I have not reconciled with Diane. There's not much point to it is there? Her views and mine were too different. Being together and working out our differences may have worked, but in the long run, it would bring other problems.

Jenny broke up with her Christian boyfriend. She confided in me over an impromptu drinking session at the roof garden near her house. I could have gone back to being fuck buddies with her but I did not. I sensed that that was not what she wanted at the point in time. We are jus good friends now. I suppose there will be an occasional drunken fuck, but that's not my intention.

My health has sufferred from the consolidated stress arising from all the events that happened. I'm smoking a lot more, and let's not even talk about the drinking. I'm amazed that I have not crashed driving back to camp, or stopped by a roadblock, and that the camp guards actually let me in.

I'm a mess. Both mentally and physically. I failed my first IPPT for the workyear, and don't seem to be able to even get a silver in the next few months. I cannot run 5pm without feeling like an asthmatic without an inhaler. I don't even have the motivation to hit the gym and my muscle mass is slowly disappearing. My abs have been replaced by the beginnings of a beer belly.

But back to the story.

So I have been observing Shirley, usually from the corridor of the block opposite, downing a few cans of beer, and smoking more than a pack of cigarettes while I'm there. I change locations every now and then so as to not attract attention.

I have more or less confirmed that her new live-in boyfriend is a cop. I tailed him to the police division where he works and observed him coming out for patrol duties in plainsclothes. I'm assuming he's a sergeant, unless inspectors also do patrol duties.

Anyway, Shirley usually returns home from work around 8pm. She usually wears business suits, but recently, she started wearing dresses. Maybe she changed jobs. But more likely, she's pregnant.

If that is true, then I supposed I should congratulate her, and possibly wait for a wedding invite. But I guess that's out of the question.

Today is a rare day that I decided not to stalk her. Instead I'm headed off to Armani with some colleagues.

Maybe one day I'll know the truth. And hopefully that day will come soon so that my guilt will stop eating me up on the inside.

[f0otprint]

welcome back:D

[KallIan]

Bro, time heals all wounds. I know how it feels to watch someone from afar but you can't bring yourself to appear in front of her. If it doesn't kill you I'm sure you'll emerge stronger. Hope you'll get a grip of yourself soon cos we miss the old you and your stories.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Bro, time heals all wounds. I know how it feels to watch someone from afar but you can't bring yourself to appear in front of her. If it doesn't kill you I'm sure you'll emerge stronger. Hope you'll get a grip of yourself soon cos we miss the old you and your stories.

Thanks bro. But I doubt there'll be any more stories unless something happens. If Shirley is really pregnant, there's nothing I can do about it.

[Etude]

Sad that TS has ended up in such a state.. Your life is so fucked up now from the looks of it. Quit smoking la TS and get your abs back. You think Shirley will even want to see you in such a state? From a guy idolized by his juniors in looks and other attributes back in the old days turned to a unfit, unhealthy mid 20's with a beer belly stalker? Wake up TS cuz you're straight up PATHETIC. But it's your life and you make your own choices. But TS, please, wake up la.

[Etude]

Look at yourself in the mirror and think about your past and your present. Only then you will understand.. If I'm not wrong life is meaningless to you right now.. But try to get your life back on the right track.. Smoking and drinking is just plain stupid. Remember, you dropped out of JC. what if the army kicks you out? You have no job, no paper qualifications and no roof over your head. And you're in your mid twenties.. Tell me how are you gonna survive TS? Please WAKE UP.. If you know what's good for you.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Thanks for the concern bros. It's exactly the same thing Jenny told me. Do understand that change is not immediate. We'll see how things go.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

The past two weeks have been interesting to say the least.

Somehow I managed a Silver for my last IPPT. I still have no idea how it happened. I cut down on my drinking but not really on the smoking.

I spent an entire weekend with Jenny just chatting by the beach, having light drinks. No, we did not have sex. We just talked and talked.

Apparently her boyfriend dumped her after finding out about her history, and he could not accept, in his own words "a slut" for a girlfriend. I found it strange as I thought Christianity was about forgiveness and acceptance of a person despite his or her flaws. Jenny was upset, but not devastated. She realised that her past was probably not very desirable. She left the cell group in the end.

I tried my best to comfort her, but obviously, I wasn't doing too well myself. But I guess the honest outpouring of our feelings helped to ease the pain.

I wondered what caused me to enter a sexual relationship with her in the first place. It would be too easy to blame the alcohol and raging hormones. Jenny was a really nice girl, and I could really connect with her on more than a physical level. No doubt the sex was amazing, but there could have been so much more.

We left the beach after midnight and I drove her home. As I walked her to the lift and to her door, she suddenly turned to me.

J: Do you wanna stay over?

Thoughts of hot, wild sex throughout the night immediately entered my mind. I tried my best to resist.

Me: Why?

J: I feel. Alone.

Me: No one's home?

J: Usual weekend. Jason's with his girlfriend, parents in Genting.

Me: I suppose I could stay till you fall asleep.

J: Why not the whole night, and the whole day tomorrow?

Me: I don't want to do anything I will regret.

J: What haven't you done with me that you don't regret?

Me: I don't regret anything. I just don't want to hurt you. You've been hurt enough.

J: Come on. I'm not looking for sex or anything. I just don't want to be alone.

Me: Alright then. But let me move my car from the loading bay.

J: Drop by the 7-11 on your way back? Grab some beer or cocktails.

Me: You want to drink?

J: Why not?

Me: Erm. How about protection?

J: I don't use condoms with you anyway. But no. I don't think we'll end up having sex. Do you?

Me: There's still the sexual tension between us. I'm pretty sure about that.

J: Yeah. Up to you.

Me: I'll be back.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I returned shortly after moving my car and getting booze from the 7-11. Jenny had taken the time to take a quick shower as she opened the door, dressed in only an oversized t-shirt, her shoulder length hair still dripping wet.

J: Damn. I forgot to ask you to grab some snacks. Wanted to watch a DVD.

Me: Oh. It's ok. Take these first. I'll go get some.

She looked into the bag.

J: No condoms?

I did not know if it was asked in jest.

Me: We don't use them anyway.

J: Yeah. Just wondering...

Me: I'll go grab the snacks. Any preference?

J: I want Ruffles!

Me: Flavour?

J: The cheese one.

Me: Ew.

J: You don't like?

Me: Not particularly...

J: Then get more. Didn't you guys get PB recently?

Me: I got very little. Didn't do much last year. Poor appraisal.

J: Is that how it works?

Me: I'll tell you more later. You want anything else?

J: More cigarettes would be good. And a vibrating cock ring?

Me: What?!

J: Kidding. Just kidding. Just get snacks and whatever stuff you need. Maybe a toothbrush?

Me: Huh?

J: You know. In case I wanna make out.

Me: You're hilarious.

J: Just go.

I left and returned a short while later with loads of snacks in almost every variety. Jenny opened the door. At least she was more decently dressed this time, in FBTs and a tank top.

J: That's a little too much.

I ignored her and settled down on the sofa, lighting a stick and opening a beer as I did. Jenny did the same.

Me: So what are we watching?

She ignored my question.

J: You know, you're one of the best guys I've ever been with. And it's not just the sex.

Me: Erm.

J: I always wondered why we never really ended up together.

I wondered where this was leading to.

J: But I guess we're great buddies. Right?

Me: Right.

J: You're still not over her?

Me: Yeah.

Jenny lay her head on my chest. I stroked her hair.

J: Why are we so unlucky?

Me: What do you mean?

J: Our relationships never seem to work out.

Me: I guess it's the way the world works. You can't win everything.

J: It hurts. A lot.

Me: I know.

She snuggled up closer to me, weeping silently. I fought back my own.

Me: We'll be fine. Eventually.

J: I hate men.

Me: Go for girls then. I don't mind watching.

She punched me.

J: Idiot.

I hugged her tighter. She returned the hug.

J: Thanks.

Me: So why didn't we end up together?

J: It's not me you want. I know it. You'll only just be a very good friend. Perhaps an occasional release for my sexual tension.

Me: And you're happy with that?

J: Yeah. You're still the best guy I've ever been with. I'll be happy anyway.

Me: You're weird.

J: I know. But I won't give this up for anything more. Just promise you'll be there for me whenever I need you.

Me: Well. If I'm single I suppose it wouldn't be a problem... What if I'm attached?

J: Just promise me please?

Me: I don't wanna make any promises I can't keep.

J: Why are you always so practical and stubborn?

She wriggles out from the hug, dug around for a paper and pen.

I wondered what she was up to.

She folded a paper crane and passed it to me.

J: Write your full name and NRIC on the wing.

Me: What?

J: Just do it.

I had no idea what she was trying to do but I complied.

She took the crane from me and wrote something on it. I wondered if she was voodooing me or something.

J: I've written my own name on it. If in 6 years both of us are unattached we'll get married.

Me: What?

J: Are you with me or not?

Me: Why 6 years?

J: I'll be 30 in 6 years. If I don't have kids by then, there's a chance that they won't be normal.

Me: Er.

J: What have you got to lose?

Me: Why don't I just impregnate you now?

J: I don't mind. But you would. 6 years is a long time. There's more than enough time for either of us to find someone.

Me: You realise this is a little childish?

J: Yeah. We'll probably have a good laugh about this later on.

Me: Yup.

J: But for now, just do it ok?

Me: Ok.

Jenny took the crane, flattened it and went back to her room. She came back and snuggled up to me again, beer in hand.

J: Thanks.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

We fell asleep in each others arms on the couch.

When I woke up the next morning, I squirmed out of Jenny's embrace and stretched. I tried to make sense of the pact we made.

Just how serious was she?

I contemplated grabbing another can of beer but we had forgotten to put it into the refrigerator and I did not want to drink room-temperature beer.

I checked the clock. It was only 9am. I guess I had gotten used to waking up on the weekends. I extracted my phone and checked for messages. As expected, there none. I proceeded to the toilet to wash up.

As I was brushing my teeth, my phone vibrated. I ignored it and finished my task.

When I was done brushing my teeth. I washed my face and let it drip dry. I exited the toilet and fished my phone out from my pocket. I read the SMS preview and nearly dropped my phone.

S: Are you free? We need to talk. Urgently. Call me please.

Warm beer or not, I popped the tab, grabbed my sticks and let myself out of the house.

With trembling hands, I lit a stick, settled down at the staircase landing and dialed Shirley's number. It rang twice before she answered.

Me: Hello?

S: I'm sorry.

Me: For what?

S: I didn't mean it.

Me: What?

S: I should have been happy with what you were, not expecting you to be different just for me.

Me: Er.

S: I made mistakes.

Me: So did I.

S: Can we meet in person?

Me: I don't think that's such a good idea.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jenny at the gate, stretching lazily. She came over and sat next to me.

J: What's not such a good idea?

I hushed her.

S: Who's that? Your new girlfriend?

I looked at Jenny, wondering if she could hear Shirley over the phone. I think she could, as she motioned to ask if she should leave. I shook my head.

Me: I'm unattached.

S: Really?

Me: Yeah.

S: Who's that then?

Me: Just a friend. Really.

S: Am I interrupting something?

Me: No.

S: So why is it not such a good idea?

Me: I don't want your boyfriend to get the wrong idea.

Suddenly there was silence over at the other end and the line went dead.

Me: Weird.

J: What's up?

Me: Er. That was Shirley.

J: I know.

Me: You do?

J: More or less figured it out.

Me: Right.

J: What did she want?

Me: She wanted to meet.

J: What are you waiting for then?

Me: I don't think I'm ready.

J: Why not?

Me: And I don't think I should?

J: Why?

Me: Well...

J: Please don't say it's because of me. I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself. You need closure. And we have six years to live life before we start one together.

Me: Erm.

J: Look at me. I'm dead serious. If I don't find any one by then, I know that you're the one I wanna be with.

Me: Why not now?

J: Dude. I just broke up, you're still recovering and unsure of what you want.

Me: How does six years make a difference? What if we don't end up together?

J: Like I said, you don't know what you want. This is your journey of self-discovery.

Me: Right.

J: Of course if we could get physical once in a while I wouldn't mind.

Me: Nutcase.

J: Aren't you gonna call her back?

Me: I'm thinking about it.

J: Trust me. You need closure.

Me: I'm still thinking.

J: Don't take too long. You'll never know what you need.

[sgm91]

Seems like your life is improving bro. Shirley seems to be reaching out to you for help and she sounds like she needs you. Why not go meet with her? At least you'll find out more abt her current situation

[rubberduckygirl]

im sure shirley didnt text you for nothing. maybe you should really meet her up. clear up whatever doubts you two may have. =)

[gattaca]

Call her and talk to her... perhaps i think you may have realised that she is indeed very special in your heart... perhaps this time round u will learn to appreciate her alot more... n maybe that other guy is not wat he turns out to be... for a guy to call you up and tell u to stay away doesnt really sounds like a nice guy to me... jus one bloody possessive person...

in any case, love is about wanting the other person to be happy, the best for the other person... and never about owning person by your side...

u never know what u might get from callin her... but at least u feel that u have closure...

[anton]

She might be in trouble and you're the only one she can turn to.
Hope it is not something like she's pregnant and her bf decided to dump her and left her holding the baby.
Call her already!!!

[mentholfresh]

TS, how are you lately? Are you on 2nd term as a regular?

Reading your updates with 2 big packs of potatos chips.

If your story, dramatised by HK TVB, high chance best drama of the year.

I think to most readers, Shirley is an important character in your story, and she's back! Hope everything fine.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

TS, how are you lately? Are you on 2nd term as a regular?

Reading your updates with 2 big packs of potatos chips.

If your story, dramatised by HK TVB, high chance best drama of the year.

I think to most readers, Shirley is an important character in your story, and she's back! Hope everything fine.


I'm on the premium plan bro. Haven't been offered the new through-train. Probably due to my injuries and performance.

Health-wise, I'm getting back on track.

Heart-wise, wait for the updates.

Shirley's back. But it's slightly complicated...

Stay tuned.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Me: What if I don't want closure?

J: Everybody needs closure. Don't you want to figure out what went wrong and make amends? Even if it doesn't work out, at least you tried.

Me: What about yourself?

J: I've got all the closure I need. For now.

Me: Why did you split anyway?

J: He saw my tattoo.

Me: And?

J: And I told him everything.

Me: And?

J: He got a shock, called me a slut, then left?

Me: Hmmm.

J: What?

M: And you're ok with it?

J: Not really? But what can I do?

Me: Fight for what is right?

J: If you can't change a person's mind you can't change his heart.

Me: If he changes his mind and comes back to you?

J: I won't accept him.

Me: Why not?

J: Er. I just won't.

Me: What happened?

J: Not gonna tell you.

Me: Why?

J: Don't ask.

Me: What did he do?

J: Stop asking please.

Me: Why?

Suddenly she flared up.

J: JUST FUCKING STOP ASKING!

Despite my initial shock, I pulled her towards me for a hug.

Me: What happened?

She struggled to get out of my embrace but gave up after awhile, hugging me back while holding back her tears. I stroked her hair.

Me: It's ok. You can tell me.

J: He hit me.

Me: What?!

J: A few times.

Me: Where?

J: Mostly slaps.

She pulled down her sleeve to show me bruises on her shoulder.

Me: Where is he?

J: Why?

Me: This is abuse. Voluntarily causing hurt.

J: Just forget it.

Me: No.

J: You've got Shirley to worry about. Don't worry about me.

Me: How can I settle things with Shirley after knowing what happened to you?

J: I can take care of myself.

Me: You let him hit you? You didn't fight back?

J: It's my punishment.

Me: For what? Making wrong choices? Give me that ballless coward's number.

J: No. Go and settle Shirley.

Me: I will. After I settle this.

J: And what are you going to do? Beat him up?

Me: No. But I'll make him regret it.

J: Drop it please.

Me: Did you even make a police report?

J: No. I already told you it's my punishment.

Me: Are you crazy?

J: Maybe. Now go settle Shirley. We'll talk about this later.

Me: I won't let him off.

J: Whatever.

[wolf2305]

Bro,

i would want to see something happened to that ballless A**H**** too.
raising his f****** hand on a lady. Make him Pay!!!!!

[who0ps]

bro TS, I swear your story is really a great one. please do continue writing ! and give Shirley a call ! (:

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I sent Jenny back into the house and went to the coffeeshop to grab brunch for her. Coincidentally, Jason was there as well.

Me: Bro.

J: What the fuck. Where did you come from? You've been sleeping with my sister again? So quickly after she broke up?

I knew he was joking but I was still pissed off with the situation. I grabbed the cigarette out from his mouth and stubbed it out.

Me: Fuck you. What kind of a brother are you? Do you even know what happened to her?

Jason was taken aback by my aggressive stance.

J: Chill bro. They broke up. Right?

I sat opposite him and grabbed his kopi-o, downing the balance of the glass which was half-full, not bothering whether it was hot or not.

J: What the hell? You want a coffee I can buy it for you.

Me: He abused her bro.

J: He what? Wait. Who? Matthew?

Me: So that's the losers name?

J: Slow down. What did he do?

Me: He hit her. You didn't know?

J: Jenny just seemed rather upset but she didn't wanna tell me what happened...

Me: I really wonder why.

J: Ok. I admit. I probably haven't been a very good older brother to her.

Me: Glad you realised.

J: What did he do?

Me: Let's go back and I'll ask her to show you.

We headed back to their house. Jenny answered the door.

Jen: Thanks for the food. Are you going to meet Shirley now?

Me: No.

Jen: Back so early Jason?

Jas: Jen, what happened?

Jen: Nothing.

She turned to me and gave me a cold stare.

Jen: What did you tell him?

Me: Show him.

Jen: What? No!

Me: Don't make me force you.

Jenny retreated back to her room, dumping the food on the dining table.

Jen: Go away! Both of you.

She slammed the door and locked it. Jason knocked politely. I could hear her sobbing inside.

Jas: Jen, open up.

Me: Don't you have a key?

Jas: Oh yeah.

He went to look for the key.

Me: Jen, come on.

Jen: Fuck off!

Me: Jen. Trust me on this. That guy needs to be taught a lesson.

Jen: I asked you to drop it why couldn't you?

Jason returned with the key and unlocked the door. I entered first.

Me: Jenny?

Jen: Go away!

Jas: What did he do?

I hugged Jenny to calm her down.

Me: Show him.

Jen: NO!

I held her tightly.

Me: Jason! Her left shoulder!

I pulled down her t-shirt slightly. Jenny initially considered struggling but gave up.

Jas: My god.

Jason looked on in horror at the purplish bruises on Jenny's shoulder.

Jas: When was this?

Jen: The day we broke up.

Jas: That's like a week ago.

Jen: There's more.

Me: Where? You didn't show me.

Jenny broke free and and removed her t-shirt. I wondered how I never noticed her bruises when she was wearing the tank top. I mean it was dark, and no wonder she was wearing t-shirts in the day.

Jason, normally uncomfortable with seeing his sister naked, was growing more and more incensed by the second. The whole of Jenny's upper and lower back all the way till her buttocks were covered in scars, as though someone had whipped her with a leather belt. Her ribs appeared to be slightly bruised as well.

Me: What the fuck.

Jason clenched his fists and left the room, slamming the door.

Jen: Jase!

I heard a shout and a loud noise that sounded like wood breaking.

Me: Now what...

I left Jenny to get dressed and went in search of Jason. I didn't have to go far.

Jason stood outside his room, holding his right fist. He hand punched a hole into his bedroom door. I wondered how that was even possible.

Me: You ok bro?

Jas: I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch.

I had never seen Jason so angry before. Not even the time in JC when he found out that his then-girlfriend had been cheating on him with another of our classmates. At least it proved to me he did care about Jenny. I examined the hole in the door.

Me: Nice one. I think you got cheated. The door ain't solid.

Jas: Yeah. I figured that out when my fist went through.

Me: Lucky you didn't get cut.

Jas: I hope nothings broken.

Jenny came out.

Jen: Jase! What the fuck!

Jas: Jen, I'm sorry.

Jen: It's not your fault.

Jas: I should not have introduced him to you.

Jen: Forget it.

Now I knew why Jason was so angry. He had indirectly caused Jenny to get hurt.

Me: Well, now what?

Jen: Let's forget it please.

Me: At least make a police report.

Jas: No. I'm gonna find that motherfucker-

Jen: Revenge never solved anything... Violence begets violence...

Jas: Sorry. He went too far.

Me: We'll find him to talk, then turn him over to the police.

Jen: Please don't.

Jas: I'm sorry. You have no say in this.

Me: Well, where's he now?

Jas: In church.

How apt. We were going to make the fucker repent for his sins...

[FirstTimeUser]

What a bastard this Matthew is. Hope you guys managed to teach him a lesson. This episode kind of reminds me of how you protected Charmaine at the chalet. Continue updating!

[wolf2305]

great job bro! :)

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I drove Jason to the church and we waited outside for the service to end. While waiting he chain-smoked stick after stick, all the while staring in the general direction of the building. I had never seen him this agitated before.

About half an hour into our wait, people started streaming out from the exits. I wondered how this guy looked like and scanned the crowd looking for potential candidates.

Jason kept silent, intently staring in the same direction. Suddenly, he got out of the car and ran to the building.

Me: Fuck.

I wound up the windows and took after him.

Unfortunately for us, Jenny's taste in guys hardly deviated from what I knew, despite this guy being introduced to her by Jason.

Matthew was about half a head taller than me and Jason, and he looked like he hit the gym alot. Way more than me now anyway.

Matthew noticed Jason approaching stopped to greet him.

M: Hello my brother-

He was stopped short by Jason's fist connecting with his gut, the same fist that created a hole in his bedroom door. I had never seen Jason fight before, but it seemed like he was a smart one, and knew how to take out this giant. Or maybe he learnt some sort of martial arts sometime along the many years I knew him. Jason then stepped around him and swept his feet out from under him, while pulling his shoulders back, sending Matthew crashing to the ground.

The couple of girls with Matthew started screaming and probably ran off to find help. There were three other guys there but they seemed in two minds about helping Matthew. Either they did not really like him, or the wrath of Jason was too much for them to bear. I grabbed Jason and stopped him from viscously stomping on Matthew.

Older Church Guy: JASON! STOP WHATEVER YOU'RE DOING!

A man with silver-grey hair, wearing a long-sleeved shirt and trousers, bible in hand, came up to us. Probably a pastor. I half expected him to open his bible and start reading a passage on how violence was wrong or something.

By now, a couple of other guys arrived and stood between Matthew and us, as if challenging us to proceed further.

OCG: Jason, what is going on?

Jason refused to speak. To my knowledge he was not a frequent church-goer, but this guy seemed to command a sufficient amount of respect from him.

The other guys helped Matthew to his feet. For someone who looked this fit, he sure was weak.

OCG: Matthew are you alright?

Matthew remained silent too.

OCG: What's going on here?

He turned to me, extending his hand.

OCG: I'm Benjamin. You are?

I did not shake his hand and he wisely retracted it.

Me: You don't need to know who I am.

Ben: Could you at least explain what just happened?

I looked at Jason.

Me: Why don't we let Matthew explain?

M: I didn't do anything, Ben. I have no idea what's going on.

So he decided to act dumb. Bad choice. Jason broke free from my grasp and struck him with a swift side kick to the chest, knocking him backwards. He attempted to follow up with a roundhouse to his face but Benjamin, wisely, or rather stupidly stepped in between them.

Ben: Jason! Stop this or I'll call the police.

I grabbed Jason again, this time rather reluctantly.

J: I'll speak to you in private.

Jason left with Benjamin while I stayed behind eyeing the confused crowd. Matthew found a bench and sat on it. I stood there and folded my arms, trying to make myself look tougher than I felt. I doubt anything would have happened, and I was pretty sure I could take on any of those guys if I channeled the rage Jason felt. Sure, I was angry at what he did to Jenny, but was I angry enough to kill or severely injure him? I guess not.

The other guys were talking amongst themselves, no doubt putting two and two together and figuring out that Matthew probably did something to Jenny. One by one, they moved away from Matthew and stood around me instead. I wondered if it was a deliberate action.

Jason reappeared with Benjamin.

Ben: Matthew, I would like to speak with you.

Matthew got up and turned to run.

The other guys wondered if they should stop him. In the end, they did not.

Ben: Let him go. We've lost one of the flock.

I almost burst out laughing. (No disrespect to the Christians, I'm one myself).

Ben: Jason, I'm truly sorry for what has happened. God sees such things. This wrong will be made right. As advised, please get Jenny to file a police report. And I hope to see both of you back in God's family.

Jason ignored him and turned to me.

J: Let's go.

We proceeded to the car and got in. I started the engine.

Me: Where did you learn how to fight like that?

J: Tekken.

Me: What? No, seriously.

J: Seriously.

We had an inappropriate laugh before I drove him back home.

[shortgirl]

It took me 2 days to read your story - from page one to the last page, which is a rare thing for me. The way you were with S reminded me a lot about the man I loved. Part of me knew that he loved me too. But he was so greedy. He wanted too many things. He wanted good/kinky sex, he wanted comfort, he wanted a good career, he wanted his friends. And I felt like he only turned to me in his spare time, after he's done with work, friends, every freaking little thing, then it's me.

I don't know why I'm telling you this. But I left. I wouldn't if he had done something, anything, to change things & I think it's the same with S.

Good luck to you.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Upon reaching back at Jason's place. We wondered how we were supposed to convince Jenny to make a police report. As expected, she was still reluctant to do so.

Jen: I thought you were supposed to meet Shirley?

Me: Oh yeah. It slipped my mind.

Jen: You mean you wasted the better part of the afternoon trying to settle my problems?

Me: I don't see it as a waste.

Jen: You're a real idiot you know?

Jas: He meant well.

Jen: I told you not to do anything.

Jas: Since when do I have to listen to you?

Me: Erm.

Jen: I hate both of you!

She retreated into her room and locked the door again. I looked at Jason.

Me: What did we do?

J: Beats me. PMS again?

Me: Unlock the door. I'll talk to her.

J: Shit I left the key in the keyhole. I think she took it.

Me: Right.

I went to Jenny's room and knocked.

Me: Jen. Let me in.

J: Go away.

Me: Come on Jen.

J: Go to your Shirley and leave me alone!

Me: Jen, let me in and we'll talk. Or I'll break down the door. Jason needs to replace his door, I bet the contractor will give a discount if there's more than one door to replace.

I waited for awhile before she unlocked the door. I entered and saw her jumping onto her bed and hiding under the covers. I sat next to her.

Me: Jen.

J: What.

Me: We had your intentions at heart.

J: So?

Me: You don't think he deserves to be taught a lesson?

J: Maybe.

Me: Are you going to file a report?

J: No.

Me: Why not?

J: I just want to forget about the whole incident.

Me: What if he comes back to harrass you?

J: What if he reports you guys for beating him up?

Me: Hmm. Never thought about that, not bothered anyway.

J: You're both civil servants, a police case won't do you any good.

Me: He can try to report us. When the police find out the real reason, what do you think they'll do?

J: That's not a good enough reason.

Me: We care about you.

J: I know.

Me: Then?

J: I don't want any of you to get into trouble because of me.

Me: Don't worry about us. We know what we are doing.

J: So what happened?

I recounted the entire incident to her.

J: Tekken?

Me: Yeah. Jason's still as lame since the first day I met him.

J: Now will you find Shirley?

Me: Truthfully, I'm a little reluctant.

J: Just go.

Me: I'm thinking. She never called me back.

J: Maybe her phone's dead.

Me: I don't know.

Jenny crawled out from under the blanket and gave me a hug.

J: Thanks for everything. Now go settle your own problems.

I hugged her tightly. I could not describe the feelings that overcame me. Maybe one day in the future we would truly be happy together. But right now, I had to find Shirley.

[xkingking]

omg find shirley please!

[EnigmaofSorrow]

By the time I left Jenny's place to go look for Shirley, it was nearing dinner time.

I did not think of calling first, but I guess the visit could not be considered unannounced. After all, she did want to meet me.

After parking my car I walked briskly to her place, all the while wondering why she wanted to meet me, and whether her boyfriend was going to give me any trouble. He was, after all, a policeman, and the slightest mistake by me could land me in a whole lot of trouble, regardless of how minor the altercation may be.

I entered the lift and a sense of familiarity swept over me. It was as though I never left. Stopping at her floor I glanced around furtively before fully stepping out of the lift. Truth be told, I was probably acting like a criminal, in particular, a loanshark runner. Thankfully I did not have any permanent markers, paint, locks and chains or pig's heads on me. I made my way to her unit and took a deep breath before ringing the door bell.

The house looked dark, even though it was barely 7pm. I wondered if anyone was home. No one was answering the door.

After another 5 minutes of ringing, I gave up and went to the staircase landing to smoke. Maybe I should have given her a call before turning up.

Barely a few puffs into my stick, the door and gate opened and Shirley stuck her head out for a look.

Oh my god. She really looked haggard. Her hair was uncombed and she was wearing a crumpled dress. Even from where I was, I could see the dark rings under her eyes. Or maybe it was her eye shadow. I still could not tell if she was pregnant. She caught sight of me at the staircase.

S: Kor!

She ran/jogged barefooted towards me.

Me: Hi.

She tried to hug me but I was hesitant. What if her boyfriend came back? She looked disappointed.

Me: Long time no see. How've you been?

S: Come in and we'll talk?

Me: It's not convenient.

S: Why not?

Me: Where's your boyfriend?

She started sulking.

S: Kor, please come in and we'll talk.

Me: Why are you still calling me Kor? I thought I ceased to exist in your life?

D: That's not very nice.

Out of nowhere, Diane appeared, carrying packets of food.

Me: What are you doing here?

D: Having dinner with my best friend?

Me: Right.

D: Now get your ass in there and we'll all talk.

Me: Fine.

I stubbed out my cigarette and tossed it over the ledge, not caring if I was going to be the next person to be fined for high-rise littering.

As I entered the house, it somehow felt different. The furniture looked the same, but there was a different air about it. I sat down on the single seated couch while Diane and Shirley sat on the one we used to fuck on.

D: How've you been?

Me: I'm fine. You? Both of you rather.

D: I'm good. And let's just say I've been having very interesting conversations with Shirley about you.

Me: What?

D: It's nothing bad really.

S: Kor, I'm sorry. I should have realised that you needed to be independent. To be allowed to do your own thing. Diane sort of convinced me on that point.

Me: Erm. So you know we dated?

S: Yes.

Me: And you don't mind?

S: No.

D: I never got to see how good or bad you are in bed.

Me: That's besides the point!

I caught sight of a faint smile from Shirley. No doubt she was reminiscing on the times we spent together.

S: Anyway, I hope that we can be friends again. You'll always be my god-brother even if we can't be together.

I thought about the pack I made with Jenny.

Me: I suppose that's fine.

D: Are you still living in camp?

Me: Yes.

D: Haven't found a place to stay yet?

Me: No.

D: Well, Shirley says you can move back if you want. You haven't cleared your things anyway.

Me: Can you let her speak for herself?

S: I would like you to move back.

I more or less figured what was going on and decided to ask the question I was dreading to ask.

Me: Where's your boyfriend?

D: You mean her ex?

Me: Ok that answers the question.

Shirley remained silent, as though she had taken some anti-depressants and was stoning.

Me: Is there anything else I should know?

Suddenly Shirley got up and sat on my lap, burying her head in my shoulder, tears streaming down her face.

S: Kor, I'm pregnant.

I almost asked who the father was before realizing it was probably a very stupid question. I stroked her hair.

Me: Shit.

D: Bastard packed up and left when she told him.

Me: How long?

S: Six weeks.

Me: You're keeping it?

D: You can't seriously be considering asking her to abort it?

Me: Just a question.

S: Yes I'm keeping it.

Me: Ok.

D: So you'll move back?

Me: I'll think about it.

D: What's there to think about?

Me: I said I'll think about it.

Shirley released herself from the hug and went back to the couch.

S: Kor, I know it sounds wrong, but I really need you around.

Me: I'll think about it. Anyway I have to go, need to go back to camp.

D: So fast? You barely warmed the chair.

Me: I didn't expect to come this late. Something cropped up just now.

D: Well, let her know then. Offer's on the table.

Me: Right. Goodbye and take care.

As I left I thought I heard Diane telling Shirley that it did not go very well.

As I walked to my car I wondered the real reason why Shirley wanted me to move back.

My thoughts were in a mess and I could not think straight.

Instead of heading back to camp like I said I would, I did the next best thing.

I went back to Jenny's.

[mentholfresh]

TS, What!!!???

This is a real dilemma.

Every move/decision you make now is very important.

Think with a clear mind, don't act with rush.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Jenny did not seem the least bit surprised when I told her of Shirley's unusual request.

Even though it was not explicitly stated, I was pretty sure that Shirley wanted me around so her kid would not grow up without a male figure in his or her life. Or maybe she already knew it was a boy. But wasn't it a little too early to tell the sex of a foetus?

In any case, whatever her intentions were, I was apprehensive of the situation.

What if the father returned? I was pretty sure the cop would be a little more responsible. After all, it was his child.

How would Shirley's parents react? Would they be able to accept a child out of wedlock? Were they even going to return to Singapore? Or was Shirley going back to Australia?

What was Diane doing there? She seemed a little too enthusiastic about convincing me to move back in. Was it all a trap to punish me for the way I treated them?

Moving back did have its merits of course. I would have a proper roof over my head, access to the Internet, someone to talk to etc..

But what would I be getting myself into?

Was I ready to be a father to a child who was not mine? A child who was conceived under circumstances that was indirectly caused by me?

Would I have to marry Shirley so that at least the child would not be illegitimate?

Jenny's point of view was different though.

In her opinion, I was the closest thing to family Shirley had at the point in time. Despite our arguments and history, I would still be the person she would turn to. And, according to Jenny, I am a good person, at heart anyway.

Somehow I sensed that Jenny was a little jealous. She did mention before that she wanted a child of her own, and now that Shirley was having one, maybe it hastened her own biological clock. Furthermore, Shirley would be taking me away from her, assuming I did move back in with her.

Maybe I could be with Shirley for the next 6 years then return to Jenny when the child would be old enough to understand what was going on. At least I would be fulfilling our silly pact. But what if Jenny found someone in the time being? Then I would be all alone again. Not that I crave the companionship, but at some point of everyones life I guess it would be good to have someone.

I applied for 2 days of urgent leave to think things through. My CSM decided not to probe for the reason, but I was pretty sure I would be questioned when I returned.

After dinner with Jenny, we headed down to the beach to chill. She was between jobs so she did not mind hanging out till late. Maybe she was even secretly glad that I would be able to spend time with her.

I guess we both needed to be around someone we cared for at this time.

I was really unsure about my feelings for Shirley now. It still pains me to look back on the good times we shared, and the bad times I would rather forget and wish they never happened.

Could I still be happy with her knowing that she was carrying someone elses child? Even though she did not get pregnant while cheating on me, it still hurt that she wanted me back in her life after all this. It felt like she was settling for second best.

But maybe Jenny was right about me being the closest thing to family. But what about Diane? I really wanted to know why she was suddenly in the picture. Even though our breakup was not nasty, I sensed that she was bearing some sort of ill-will towards me.

Or maybe I was being paranoid.

We sat on the breakwater enjoying the sea breeze in silence till it was almost 3.

J: Hey, I know you're on leave and all that but could we head back? I'm getting really tired.

Me: Sure, I'll send you home.

J: You're staying over right?

Me: Erm. Your parents back yet?

J: Nope. Not sure when they'll be back though. But it's ok. I'm sure they don't mind having you around. Haha.

Me: I still think your dad will kick my ass if he found out about us.

J: Nah. He won't. My mom might though.

Me: Great.

J: Come on la. I'm way past being an adult. And they know I used to have guys in my room.

Me: Well...

J: Stop being wishy-washy. You're on leave anyway. You wanna be and leave but still in camp? Or are you going to be with Shirley?

Me: Frankly I can't convince myself about the whole situation.

J: It's weird all right. Take the time to think about it. Don't let me or anyone influence your decision.

Me: I'm very tired of all of it.

J: Then let's go home. Sleep it off.

Me: Ok.

We headed back to the car and I literally sped back to Jenny's house. After a quick shower, I settled down on the couch but was dragged by Jenny to her room.

J: My beds more comfortable.

I was too tired to disagree.

I felt myself getting slightly aroused by her scent as she snuggled up to me under her blanket. I think she felt it too and pressed her ass onto my groin. I brushed her hair away from her neck and kissed it. She let out a soft moan.

Me: Good night.

J: Night.

[anton]

She might be in trouble and you're the only one she can turn to.
Hope it is not something like she's pregnant and her bf decided to dump her and left her holding the baby.
Call her already!!!

There are times when it's not good that we guessed right...
This may or may not be one of them in that, it opens the door for you to return to S. Best wishes in whatever you decide.

[SharkAttack]

:) talk to diane then. Then it'll be love triangle!
Thumbs up for drama unfolding when you least expected it.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I spent the majority of my leave with Jenny. Merely being around her made me feel comforted. I wondered if she felt that same way.

On Monday night Diane message me to ask if I had decided. I chose not to reply. After all, why was she so interested in whether I moved back in with Shirley? What vested interest did she have in the entire situation?

I continued to enjoy my time spent with Jenny just lazing around the house, watching TV, going for dinner at the coffeeshop. I thought I really felt content with life and could live like this for the rest of it.

And then it came.

A message from Shirley came in close to midnight just as Jenny and I were cuddling in bed.

S: Kor, I have a gynae appt tml, can u bring me? Diane not free.

I showed Jenny the message.

J: Go lor.

Me: What does she think I am?

J: Can you not think of it that way? You're her god-brother and she needs your help.

Me: This is absurd.

J: If I was pregnant and no one was free to bring me to the gynaecologist and I asked you, would you do it?

Me: It's different.

J: It's not. You're being mean.

Me: Maybe I am.

J: You left her all alone when all she wanted was some commitment. Now she needs you and you abandon her? Some god-brother you are.

Me: At this point of time, I like you a lot more. And I'm very happy being with you.

J: That's nice. But you're forgetting a lot of things.

Me: Like?

J: She's special to you to. You probably misplaced those feelings somewhere in that heartless mind of yours. You never know how much she's suffering because of this and you aren't doing anything to help. I thought you were a nice guy.

Me: I really don't like the situation I'm being placed in.

J: Do you remember when I had a high fever and you rushed over and took care of me even though you didn't have to? What happened to that guy?

Me: It's not my child she's carrying.

J: I did not expect you to say that.

Me: Sorry.

J: Stop holding me.

Me: Why.

J: You're a horrible person.

Me: But...

J: After everything you've gone through you still can't find it in yourself to be a better person?

Me: It's still not my child.

Jenny slapped me. Hard.

J: Wake up will you? She's a girl in need. You would help me. She's your god-sister! She gave you a roof over your head! She attended to your needs! You probably had more sex with her than me!

Me: Er.

J: I should have never had sex with you in the first place. And carried on even though you were with her.

Me: It wasn't an exclusive relationship.

J: Can't you see?! She gave you her all and you just took her heart and crushed it! You pushed her to the guy who made her pregnant! You're the cause of everything!

Jenny was pretty worked up by now, and she alternated between crying and hitting me.

Me: Will you stop it?

I grabbed both her hands and pulled her close to me. She was crying uncontrollably by now.

J: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take it out on you.

Me: Huh?

J: I thought I was stronger than this. I've been keeping it all inside.

Me: I don't get it.

J: Nevermind.

Then it struck me.

Jenny was probably feeling responsible for what had happened. Coupled with her recent heartbreak, it was probably too much for her to handle.

Me: Do you want me to leave you alone?

J: No.

Me: You sure?

J: Look. I can't explain my feelings for you the same way you can't explain your feelings for her. Now's not the right time for us to be involved in anything deeper than what we currently have. I'm happy with this and I think you are too. But right now I hope you do the right thing and be with the girl who needs your support more than I do.

Me: Sometimes it's not about doing the right thing, but doing things right.

J: That's the same.

Me: I must have phrased it wrongly.

J: Go to her. Please. I'll still be around for you.

Me: Ok. I'll go with her for the appointment.

J: Don't come back to me after that ok? She needs you.

Me: I believe that's my choice.

J: And I believe you'll do the right thing.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

When life decides to fuck you up, you can be certain that you will get fucked up.

Despite my initial reluctance to accompany Shirley to the gynaecologist, I eventually picked her up on that Tuesday morning.

Maybe I felt it was cliched or something, but she had chosen to go to Thomson Medical Center. I told her that I would wait outside when she went for her consultation.

Seriously, I did not know how I would react seeing the foetus on the ultrasound. Thus, it would be best if I stayed outside.

After her appointment we had lunch at this cafe near Thomson Plaza. Shirley was craving for hot chocolate and apparently the one served by that cafe was good.

I had the chicken cutlet with some sort of weird dressing and salad which I could not identify. But I have to admit that it was good.

After lunch I sent her home and made sure she was ok. I checked for groceries and toiletries and other stuff and made a trip to the Giant in Tampines to resupply.

Shirley looked pleased.

Before I left we had a short chat.

S: Kor, thank you for doing this.

Me: Uh huh.

S: Really. I don't know who else I can turn to.

Me: Have you tried contacting the father?

S: Yes. He doesn't want to have anything to do with me anymore...

Me: What?

S: It's my fault really. I didn't track the safe period properly.

Me: He got you pregnant in one attempt?

S: Well, yes.

Me: Impressive.

S: Kor, I know you're angry and disappointed in me and this must be really hard for you.

Me: Why should I be? I was the one who walked out and drove you into his arms anyway. How did you know him?

S: He's a school mate who's been interested in me since sec 1. I never gave him a chance because of you.

Me: And yet you slept with him?

S: Well, he is a nice guy, until he left.

I decided not to ask who she preferred in bed.

Me: You're really gonna keep the baby?

S: Yes. It wouldn't be fair to it.

Me: You don't know if it's a boy or girl?

S: Still too early to tell.

Me: Are you hoping that the father will come back?

S: Yes. But I know that might not be possible. And it wouldn't be fair to
get another guy to be a replacement. But since I'm carry the baby I'll make sure it will grow up happy and have as complete a family as possible. I'll give it everything I possibly can.

Me: Have you told your parents?

S: You mean dad? No. Mom won't care anyway. I think she secretly
hates me cos my dad loved me more than her after I was born.

Me: You seriously can't be thinking that...

S: I believe it's true.

Me: Well you should tell your dad then. Will you be ok alone?

S: Don't worry, Diane comes over quite frequently, but I can't expect her to be around for me all the time. Which is why I wanted you to come back if possible.

Me: I'm still thinking about it.

S: You'll always be welcome here.

Me: Thanks but I'll think about it. Anyway I have to go. Let me know if you need anything else.

S: Thanks for today.

I said goodbye to her and went to my car, speeding all the way to Jenny's house.

As she opened the door, I rushed in and hugged her. She was a
little surprised.

And for the first time in a very long time, I cried.

[LovePotion]

love reading it bro ! (Y) keep up the good job!

[rubberduckygirl]

And for the first time in a very long time, I cried.

a lot of things had been bottled all up to make those tears came flowing.
you are one tough guy.
keep it up, love to read your stories. =)

[sibeiblack]

what an amazing read.
the pregnancy really complicate things.
from what i see. shirley is the special someone. those no one can replace. those that comes once in a lifetime. thus the spot she has deep in your heart.
well for jenny. its like through a long period of contact. you start to get really comfortable with her. like it builds up eventually.
different kind of "love."
well just follow your heart.
hope everything turns up well.
stay strong dude!

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I seriously thought I was stronger than that. But the thought of Shirley carrying someone elses baby, and it being partly my fault, and that I probably had to bring her for her gynae appointments was all too much to bear.

I wondered if it was my retribution.

For the first time, Jenny was the one hugging me, comforting me, stroking my hair and telling me it was going to be ok. I wonder where my tears went all these years.

I did not know how I could bring myself to face Shirley anymore.

I was pretty sure that the pregnancy was unplanned, but not unwanted. She was not the type to terminate the pregnancy just because the father disappeared.

Jenny urged me to move back in with Shirley, so that at least I could take care of her and ease some of the guilt that I was feeling. But I could not. I did not know how I was supposed to look at Shirley everyday as she carried the baby to full term. I did not know if I could
bring myself to take care of her, and the unborn child, as though they were my own.

I half-contemplated searching for the father and making him take responsibility. But I only knew violence, and verbal persuasion, and neither were the answer to this problem. In any case, I doubt it would have worked on a cop anyway. He would probably just arrest me for harassing a public servant.

In the end, I told Shirley I did not feel comfortable moving back just yet, but I did leave her the option of calling me whenever she needed help. I guess that was the least I could do.

I spent another night with Jenny doing nothing. I still cannot explain the feeling of being at ease when we are together.

The weekend passed uneventfully and I went back to work for a single day on the eve of labour day.

Little did I expect the events that would unfold.

I was having lunch with Alex in the canteen, telling him all the stuff that had happened recently. He did offer an alternate listening ear but his advice was the same. That I should go drinking with him. I wondered how many alcoholic regulars there were in the armed forces.

Just as we were clearing our plates, a message came in. It was from Shirley.

S: Kor. I'm bleeding.

At first I paid no attention to it, as what could be so unusual about blood? Didn't it happen every month to a girl?

Then it hit me. Women don't have periods when they are pregnant. I messaged her back.

Me: Be home soon. Half-day today.

I did not get a reply so I assumed maybe she was taking a nap. I don't know why I said I would be home when I had not yet agreed to move back. Maybe it was a natural impulse. Maybe I wanted a home to go home to.

After lunch, Alex and I supervised the mandatory area inspection before our men were allowed to book out for the holiday.

It was almost 2 when I finished packing my stuff and drove out of camp.

I arrived at Shirley's place a leisurely 45 minutes later. I still had not taken the keys from her so I rang the doorbell.

Surprisingly, it was Diane who opened the door.

D: Shhh! You'll wake her.

Me: Right. She sleeps like a pig.

I entered and flopped onto the couch.

D: Well?

Me: Well what?

D: Have you decided?

Me: On?

D: Moving back...

Me: Nope.

D: Why not?

Me: Been busy.

D: Why are delaying?

Me: I'm not.

Diane tossed her keys at me.

D: These belong to you.

I caught them and placed them on the table.

Me: Why are you trying to get us back together?

D: Shirley deserves a good man after all she's been through.

Me: And I'm not such a man.

D: Yes you are. Deep inside you know it. But you refuse to admit it. You stick to your own ideals and principles too much. Be flexible.

I decided to throw her off the hook.

Me: Didn't you want to find out how good or bad I'm in bed?

D: Well, yes.

Me: Then why try so hard to get us back together?

D: I see what you're doing here. And I'm not selfish. She deserves you more than me. She's wanted you for the longest time and yet you gave it all up and led her into this situation.

Me: Ouch.

D: Yeah it better hurt. You caused all this. If not for you Shirley wouldn't be suffering right now. She wouldn't be carrying the child of someone who doesn't deserve her. She wouldn't be crying herself to sleep every night wondering where she went wrong. She wouldn't keep blaming herself for not being patient and understanding with you.

Me: So it's all my fault huh? Then I better leave lest I make things worse.

D: You're a fucking idiot you know?

Me: And so are you for interfering in this.

D: Do you know why she called me?

Me: No.

D: Because she couldn't bring herself to call you herself. She was so torn wondering how to explain the entire situation. She didn't want to get you involved.

Me: And?

D: And she realised that you were the best, and worst thing that happened to her.

Me: What that guy did should be the worst.

D: Fine. Whatever. Have it your way.

I could not resist.

Me: Why are you asking me to go to Burger King?

D: Argh!!!

Diane reached over and tried to slap me. She missed.

D: You think this is funny?

Me: Not really.

D: Then why the fuck are you making jokes?

Me: No idea. Maybe I don't feel the same way about Shirley anymore.

D: It's your fuck buddy right?

Me: We aren't that anymore.

D: Then?

Me: I see things differently now.

D: Can you stand to see Shirley be a single mom? Raise a kid on her own? Your own godsister?

Me: I suppose I'll help out here and there. But that doesn't mean I have to be around all the time.

D: She needs you around. Imagine what people would say if they kept seeing me with her? They would think we're some lesbian couple.

Me: I think only you think that way.

D: What do you think then?

Me: I think the father will come to his senses and come back to her.

D: Fat hope.

Me: Really?

D: Yeah. I tried to talk to him. He blew me off.

Me: He blew you off or you blew him off?

D: Not funny.

Me: Sorry.

D: I've said my piece. The keys are with you now. You make a choice. Goodbye.

And she left me all alone in the house, pondering my next move.

[LoZH]

I love your story, but I think sometimes, u just find the most inappropriate times to say stuffs

[Sen5eS]

Hang in there ... support support !

[Sen5eS]

persuade her to give up the child ... start new ... sorry ... i haven't followed your thread for a while ... just first instinct is to do that ... it's a hard decision either way ...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I wondered if I should have bought some food back for Shirley, but I did not want to wake her up.

I contemplated lighting up in the house as I usually did but I actually wondered if the second hand smoke was going to harm the baby.

As much as I did not like the situation, Jenny was right. I was the closest thing left to family that Shirley had and I should be the one taking care of her. A part of me still did care, only I did not show it as much as I should.

I grabbed the keys, my wallet and sticks, intending to head to the coffeeshop for a late lunch.

As I exited the lift, I lit a stick and strolled in the general direction of the coffeeshop. My phone rang. It was Jason.

Me: Yo bro, what's up?

J: You free to talk? Can I meet you somewhere?

Me: Where's convenient?

J: Anywhere. I'm driving.

Me: I'm about to have lunch near Shirley's place. You know where that is right?

J: BCM there?

Me: Yeah. But it shifted to a temp area, hawker centre under renovation, and I was thinking of going to the coffeeshop under the blocks for nasi padang.

J: Ok. I'll be there on ten.

Me: So fast?

J: At my gf's place in Tampines now.

Me: Ok. Cya there then.

I wondered what was up. Jason usually did not call me out for chats. It was usually the other way around, or me calling Jenny, or Jenny calling me. In fact the last time Jason and I chatted about stuff other than me banging his sister was when he had relationship troubles. I wondered if it was the case this time. Or maybe Matthew made a police report about our assault on him and we were in deep shit. I received a text.

J: Eat first. I ate already.

So I proceeded to the coffeeshop and ordered random dishes and a kopi-o. Just as I sat down I saw Jason's car driving past and turning into the car park. That was fast. Had he been speeding? If he was then perhaps the matter was more urgent than I expected. He arrived and sat opposite me, ordering a kopi-o as well.

Me: So what's up?

J: My parents are getting divorced.

I almost choked.

Me: What? There didn't seem to be any problems.

J: Yeah. We didn't know either. Apparently they have a gambling problem. My mom worse than my dad. She practically gambled away their retirement fund.

Me: Ok. That's bad.

J: They went to Genting again recently and over the past few months to try to recoup their losses. It didn't really work.

Me: So why the divorce?

J: I don't know. They didn't want to talk about it. But they haven't really been talking to each other since coming back.

Me: Erm. Try marriage counseling?

J: At their age? Nah. I'm letting them make up their own minds about how to live their lives.

Me: So what's the issue now? Can't be custody right? Both you and Jenny are adults.

J: They want to sell the house. And take the money. I'm hoping it's to pay off the debts and not to gamble more.

Me: Then sell it and downgrade la... Why go through a divorce?

J: I don't know and I don't really care.

Me: Where will you stay?

J: I'll rent a place. It's not as if I can't afford it. I applied for a BTO, waiting to see if I can get a queue number.

Me: Wow. You proposed?

J: Kind of. The BTO application should speak volumes right?

Me: I guess so. So what's the problem now?

J: Jenny.

Me: Oh.

It then dawned upon me that Jenny would be homeless, if the sale of the flat went through. She was also jobless, and probably could not afford to rent her own place. Now I saw the gravity of the situation. At least I had a bunk in camp to hide in.

Me: So now what?

J: I can't bring Jenny with me. I'm not that close to her anyway. And I don't know if she'll want to stay with mom or dad after the divorce. If they divorce.

Me: Relatives? Aren't they influential enough to talk some sense into your parents?

J: Hmm let's see, my mom's two brothers are in jail, her sister has cut contact with them. My dad is the only child. I suppose he could move back to his parents...

Me: And Jenny can go along to?

J: Maybe. But they stay in a studio apartment so space is a little tight.

Me: Shirley does have a spare room...

It was Jason's turn to choke.

J: You're kidding right? You wanna ask your ex to rent a room to your fuck buddy?

Me: She's not my fuck buddy anymore...

J: Ever heard the phrase a mountain cannot have two tigers? Or tigresses in this case.

Me: Must be some obscure Chinese idiom.

I wanted to make a joke that they were both dragons, based on the Chinese zodiac, but decided against it.

J: You're really serious?

Me: Partly. Would be easier to keep an eye on both of them...

J: Easier to fuck both of them too.

Me: Seriously, that thought did not cross my mind.

J: And now I've planted the seed of the idea into your head...

Me: Fuck. This isn't Inception.

J: Yeah. It would be conception...

Me: Very funny. But seriously the pros seem to outweigh the cons. When is the sale gonna be completed? And trust you to joke about this...

J: Probably a few months. I'm joking cos I don't give a fuck about what my parents wanna do with their lives. I've already contributed enough and did my part as a son. And I've sacrificed more than my fair share. I never agreed with their gambling habits but thought they would be sensible enough. I even tried the NCPG thing. Didn't work. I've done enough.

Me: NCPG? National Council For Problem Gambling? How about exclusion orders?

J: Tried. They just counter that by going overseas. I'm sick of this shit.

Me: When are you moving out?

J: My essentials are already at my gf's place. Will need help to move the rest. You free to help?

Me: Well, I don't agree with this but yeah. I'll help you move. Just give me a date.

J: I'll let you know. By the way, you moved back here?

Me: Not yet. Still thinking.

J: Well, you've got two girls to take care of. A third life on the way. I'm sorry to dump Jenny on you, but oddly, I don't know who else I can trust now.

Me: Don't worry bro, if the time comes, I'll step up to the challenge.

J: Thanks bro. Owe you a meal

Me: You don't owe me anything. This is what friends are for.

J: Thanks again bro. I'm heading home now to talk to Jenny. Wanna come?

Me: Nah. Not this time. I've got to take care of Shirley for now. Take care bro.

J: You too.

And he left.

As I ate the rest of my meal in silence, I wondered how he could take it so easily. I remembered my own parents divorce. Maybe he really was that much more mature now. I finished my lunch and coffee, lit a stick and headed back to Shirley's place. I wondered how she would react when I decide to tell her all this.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

S: Kor, where are you?

I had barely left the coffeeshop when Shirley messaged.

Me: Coffeeshop walking back.

S: Can buy lunch? Wanton mee. No chili.

Me: Ok. Drinks?

S: Sugar cane with lemon. Thanks Kor.

I u-turned and headed back in the direction of the temporary hawker center.

I returned shortly to find Shirley slouched on the couch watching tv.

S: Hello Kor. Thanks for buying food.

Me: How've you been?

S: Tired, very tired. And bloated. And constipated. And cramping.

Me: That bad?

S: Yeah.

Me: I'll give you a leg massage...

S: Really? You want something in return right?

Me: No.

I went to the kitchen to get a bowl for her noodles.

S: You're willing to give me a massage and not want something in return?

Me: Like what?

S: A blowjob?

I felt a stirring down below.

Me: No I don't want a blowjob. You're pregnant.

S: I didn't offer sex.

Me: It's not right. Besides I'm only here to take care of you. Nothing more.

S: Oh.

She looked a little disappointed.

Me: Anyway I don't think we'll be able to be back to what we were before. And I wasn't very fair to you either. But now that you need me, I'll be around for you. As your brother.

A single tear rolled down her cheek.

S: Kor. You finally woken up. And I'm sorry too that the situation has to be like this. But I don't think I can bring myself to kill the baby.

Me: And I'm not asking you to. I just want to know that you'll be ok.

S: I'll be ok as long as you're around. We don't have to go back to the way we were before.

Me: I'm glad you understand. Now please eat your lunch before it gets cold.

I massaged her feet and calves while she ate. They felt swollen. Water-retention probably.

S: Kor, that feels so good. Where did you learn it?

Me: I didn't.

S: Kor, why didn't you treat me like this then?

Me: I don't know. I was always a bad guy. I never thought I could be a good one.

S: You're nice at times. Your girlfriend must be very happy.

Me: Don't have one.

S: Did you treat your fuck buddy well?

Me: Erm.

S: You can tell me. I'm over it. I want you to be happy too.

Me: You sure?

S: Yes.

Me: I guess I treated her better then I treated you. Maybe because there was no emotional attachment.

S: Yeah, Diane did mention something about you being afraid of commitment.

Me: Uh huh.

S: So why didn't you go all the way with Diane?

Me: It didn't feel right. And I wanted to be a better person.

S: Are you?

Me: I don't know. I feel different. I look at things differently now.

S: And you're willing to take care of me despite this not being your child?

Me: I'm your brother. I will take care of you no matter what. What happened previously was a mistake. I won't make the same mistakes again.

S: You're a really strange person, you know.

Me: Yeah.

S: So you're single now?

Me: I guess.

S: Not gonna get attached?

Me: Don't think so.

S: Why not?

Me: I think it's not the time.

S: Ok. I'll stop probing. I just want you to be happy too.

Me: I'm happy. Are you?

S: I think so. Isn't the path to motherhood a thing to be happy about?

Me: No idea. Never been a mother.

S: Haha. Very funny. Can you do my shoulders and neck too?

Me: Sure. After you're done eating.

S: Kor, you seem troubled. Is there anything you want to tell me?

Me: Actually yes. But I don't think it's the right time.

She put down the bowl and I moved behind her to massage her neck and shoulders.

S: Just say it.

I ignored her and continued massaging her neck. Suddenly she moaned.

S: Oops.

Me: That sounded rather sexual.

S: It does feel good.

Me: Right.

S: Really. You're damn good at this. It's making me horny.

Me: What?

S: It's a hormonal thing. Pregnant women get horny.

Me: Well keep your hormones in check then.

S: So are you gonna tell me what's on your mind?

Me: Not really.

S: Tell me or I'll keep bugging you.

I sighed.

Me: Ok. But promise you won't get upset.

S: Ok.

And I proceeded to tell her about Jason's problems and the proposed solution.

[Rasta Marley]

Hi TS, just rewarded you with 7 points for your efforts in sharing. Cheers

[alphonsus]

TS, after reading this for so long, felt you have matured, 有情有义

[FirstTimeUser]

The way your life is panning out is great. Thanks for updating in such an interesting and captivating manner.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I expected Shirley to get upset, start crying, or shout at me for even bringing up the idea. Strangely, she did not. Perhaps she was really enjoying the shoulder massage.

S: When?

Me: It's not confirmed yet. May not even happen.

S: I see.

Me: You sure you're ok with it?

S: I guess so. At least I'll have a companion in the house. And someone to gossip about you with.

Me: Ok. Now it's really sounding like a bad idea.

S: Am I supposed to charge her rent?

Me: Up to you. You did mention that you wanted to rent out a room.

S: But she's your friend.

Me: So?

S: And she isn't working. So it will be a little hard to pay rent right?

Me: She's temporarily unemployed.

S: Will you be moving back in as well?

Me: I'm still thinking about it.

S: Why?

Me: Don't feel comfortable.

S: Would you be more comfortable if she's here too?

Me: I don't know.

S: Ok. Then I'm agreeable for her to move in on a few conditions.

Me: Which are?

S: No smoking in the house, don't be too noisy, no funny guests. If she can contribute to the utilities and other expenses it would be good, if she can't then it's ok. Can she cook?

Me: I highly doubt it.

S: Hmm. Then maybe she has to help me buy food when I'm less mobile. And do the housework and stuff.

Me: Sounds like a maid.

S: I'm not done.

Me: I thought you said a few conditions?

S: Terms and conditions subject to change.

Me: Ok. Carry on.

S: I want you back here as well.

Me: That's not a condition for her.

S: I didn't specify that either.

Me: Fine.

S: She can take the spare room and I guess the study room can be converted back into a room for you. Or you can take the living room.

Me: Sounds reasonable.

S: And if you want to have sex with her, could you do it when I'm not around?

Me: We're not fuck buddies any more...

S: That's just in case either of you are tempted.

Me: Seriously we're just friends now.

S: Not intimate at all?

Me: Er well, sometimes we do hug.

S: And kiss?

Me: Not really...

S: So it might lead to sex?

Me: No.

S: You sure?

Me: Yes.

S: So how do you satisfy your urges?

Me: I don't.

S: Seriously?

Me: If I can't take it then I'll wank la...

S: Even if you have a willing girl to sleep with you?

Me: Yes.

S: Ok. You've really changed.

Me: I'm trying.

S: Do you think my breasts got bigger?

Me: Er. Aren't they supposed to? Some hormonal thing.

She cupped her breasts.

S: Doesn't feel any bigger.

I stopped massaging her.

Me: Are you trying to seduce me?

S: Maybe.

Me: Fucking a pregnant woman is not one of my fantasies.

S: I've been really really horny.

Me: Like I said many years before, you have fingers, use them.

S: Doesn't feel the same.

Me: Why are we even talking about this??

S: Kor, I know things have changed between us. But I really wish you never left.

Me: It's too late for regrets.

S: I know. But I really want things to go back to normal.

Me: That's not very possible.

S: I miss you touching me, caressing my body, licking me all over. Your hard-

Me: Stop it. It's the hormones speaking. You're gonna be a mother soon.

S: So I'll be a MILF.

Me: Very funny.

S: Do you think you'll ever sleep with me again?

Me: I can't answer that.

S: Am I no longer attractive to you?

Me: It's not about being attractive. Yes, you're still damn attractive. Your breasts are rounder and you look very womanly. If you weren't pregnant and things between us were still the same, I'd be fucking your brains out every day.

S: It's the baby right? It's because it's not yours. You think I'm a slut. And stupid for keeping the baby.

Me: No I don't. Like I said, things have changed. And I'm against abortion. We all make mistakes, some worse than others. If you decided to keep the baby I'll stand by you and support you, but as your brother. It's not that I don't want to sleep with you or I don't find you attractive anymore. But it would be against my principles. Besides, what if the father comes back and we were together? You would be making things very difficult for yourself, and the child.

S: He's not coming back. I won't let him. And you know something?

Me: What?

S: I've never heard you say things that make so much sense before. In a different situation I would be falling in love with you again.

Me: Abandon that thought please. Now I'm really just your brother.

S: I know. And I'm glad.

Me: Have you told your parents yet?

S: No. How do I tell them something like this?

Me: I don't know. But somehow someday you'll have to tell them.

S: I know.

Me: Are you feeling better now?

S: Yes. I'm glad we managed to somehow clear the air. And your massages are damn good. Will you massage me every day?

Me: Sure.

S: Thanks Kor. You're the best. I'm going to take a nap now.

Me: Ok. I'll go out and be back by dinner.

S: I'll let you know what I want.

Me: Sure.

S: So you'll move back in?

Me: Still thinking.

S: By the way, what's her name?

Me: Who?

S: Your ex fuck buddy.

Me: I wish you'd stop referring to her that way. Her names Jenny.

S: Ok. That's a nice name.

Me: Ok I'll be going now.

Shirley suddenly ran over and jumped onto me, squishing her soft, tender, growing breasts on me and hugged me tightly.

Me: Woah.

S: Thanks Kor.

I hugged her back.

Me: I'm only doing what I should have done.

Suddenly she grabbed my face and brought hers towards mine, lips parted, her warm, wet tongue slowly snaking into my mouth.

I tried my best to resist but she hung on to me like a leech. Truthfully, it was nice sharing a deep kiss with someone you like after so long.

Shirley dragged me back into the house and we collapsed onto the couch, our tongues still engaged in battle. I wondered if the baby was all right.

Instinctively, my hands went straight for her breasts, feeling the glorious fullness her pregnancy brought about. She unzipped my berms and stuck her hand in.

What the fuck were we doing?

[esoterics1984]

i may be ur cousin, but i think u deserve a gd fuck. She's pregnant for gods sake. Wat the fuck were u thinking? I'm assuming u haven't replied to any of my sms becos of all this probs, but seriously wat the fuck. We need to talk.

[SharkAttack]

yesh, ts is a MAN now.

Yeah btw, most lady friends of mine still have good sex lives even when they're preg. Its not harmful in anyway. Just dont do those super rough wwe royal rumble type of activities.

[magicbrush]

i may be ur cousin, but i think u deserve a gd fuck. She's pregnant for gods sake. Wat the fuck were u thinking? I'm assuming u haven't replied to any of my sms becos of all this probs, but seriously wat the fuck. We need to talk.
oops cousin is here.

excellent story bro enigma.
i hope you'll see good out of this ordeal soon.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

oops cousin is here.

excellent story bro enigma.
i hope you'll see good out of this ordeal soon.

Thanks for the concern. And to my cousin, don't you think the reason why i never replied to your msgs is because i don't want to trouble anyone? Did you even check with my brothers or sister if i contacted them? The answer is no. This is my problem to handle. And stop jumping to conclusions about my character and what not. Just because i stopped writing halfway doesn't mean anything bad happened. Don't assume. So yeah. Fuck you too.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

to all my readers: sorry for the outburst. Just a little pissed off with my cousin. Next update will be up soon.

[esoterics1984]

to all my readers: sorry for the outburst. Just a little pissed off with my cousin. Next update will be up soon.

Chill out. Didnt mean it dat way. At least reply to ur sms so we noe u r alive.

[FirstTimeUser]

to all my readers: sorry for the outburst. Just a little pissed off with my cousin. Next update will be up soon.

No problem. Do continue updating. Cheers!

[EnigmaofSorrow]

By now I was already rock-hard, having not released for a substantial period.

The feelings of intimacy filled both my heads as our tongues swirled around each other, tasting each other. I caressed her breasts and occasionally brushed against her nipples which were by now engorged to a much larger size than before. Her hands reached into my briefs and withdrew the throbbing monster. She encircled it and wanked me slowly, purposefully using my foreskin to stimulate the glans. Drops of pre-cum oozed out and were instantly used as lubricant.

I moved my hands downwards, caressing the slight bump on her tummy, feeling her nicely rounded hips.

Then I stopped.

Me: Fuck.

I grabbed her hand off my cock and zipped up my berms, not caring that my raging hard-on was begging for a release.

Me: I'm sorry. I can't do this. We shouldn't be doing this.

Shirley looked at me and began to tear.

S: Kor, I want you so bad.

Me: No. It isn't right. I really can't.

I grabbed my stuff and headed for the door.

Me: I'm really really sorry. I have to go now. I'll be back for dinner.

S: Kor! Please!

I shut the door and practically ran off. The lift was nowhere in sight so I ran down the stairs.

Once I reached the ground floor, I took out my cigarettes and lit one, while walking briskly to my car.

Upon reaching, I stubbed out the cigarette and started the engine. I took out my phone and typed a text message.

Me: I'm coming over. I really need you now.

Without waiting for a reply I sped off, reaching Jenny's house in less than 20 minutes. She was waiting for me at the lift lobby.

J: What's wrong?

Me: Can we go up?

J: No. Parents there. I don't wanna be there.

Me: Jason?

J: He just grabbed more of his stuff and left. What's happening?

I grabbed her hand.

Me: Roof garden.

We headed to the roof garden and found a secluded spot. I lay on the bench on Jenny's lap. She stroked my hair.

J: What's wrong?

Me: I almost did something I know I will regret.

J: What?

Me: I almost fucked her.

J: Who? Shirley? Literally or verbally?

Me: Sexually.

J: Huh? Why?

Me: I don't know what came over me.

J: You still love her la.

Me: It's not that.

J: Don't bluff. You wanted to fuck her. Her breasts must be damn nice now...

Me: That's not the point.

J: Then?

Me: I stopped before it went further.

J: How far?

Me: We were kissing and I was playing with her breasts and she was wanking me.

J: And then you stopped but you are still horny so you came to find me?

Me: Yeah.

J: You wanna fuck issit?

Me: No la! I just needed to be with you.

J: Why? I bet she's so much hotter than me now. And very horny as well.

I sat up.

Me: I'm trying to be serious here.

J: So am I. I know you're trying to change, but give up sex with a hot girl? I doubt you can.

Me: I haven't slept with you in a while right?

J: True. And why?

Me: I don't know.

J: I mean we aren't really fuck buddies any more, but I'll never turn you down.

Me: Jenny, please. I need some non-sexual companionship now.

J: Ok.

I hugged her tightly.

Me: I really don't know how I let it happen.

J: Obviously you're horny. How long has it been?

Me: What?

J: When you last had sex.

Me: A very long time?

J: Wanked?

Me: Since the last time I had sex la.

J: So you're absolutely bursting.

Me: Probably.

J: So fuck her then. She wanted it right?

Me: I think so. But I can't. It's not right.

J: So once again you end up here. And then you're telling me you don't want to have sex with me either?

Me: Yes.

J: Weirdo.

I hugged her even tighter.

J: So if I started kissing you now and playing with your cock, you wouldn't want to have sex with me?

Me: Ordinarily I would. But no.

J: Ok. Then what do you want?

Me: I just want to hold you in my arms.

J: That's sweet, but you do realise I feel like a substitute?

Me: I'm sorry.

J: So do you want to release or not?

Me: Nope. I'm fine. I'm very contented just holding you.

J: Super weirdo.

But she snuggled up to me anyway.

We cuddled in silence for a while longer.

J: I'm guessing Jason told you what's been happening?

Me: Yeah.

J: And that dickhead suggested you take care of me?

Me: Well yes.

J: Crazy.

Me: I also asked Shirley if you could move in if you needed to.

Jenny broke off from our embrace.

J: You what?!

Me: I just told you.

J: You're crazy. I'm the cause of your breakup. If it can even be considered a breakup. And you want me to move in with her? I might get killed while I'm asleep.

Me: She's cool with it.

J: I'd rather die on the streets.

Me: Really. She's fine with it. But I practically ran away just now, so I don't know if anything has changed.

J: I won't move in.

Me: Please? At least I can keep an eye on both of you.

J: You're moving in too?

Me: I guess so.

J: Move in then. I'll stay here.

Me: If the house gets sold?

J: I'll survive. Somehow.

Me: Really. Just come with me and have a chat with her. Then we'll see how things go.

J: You're nuts. I don't have a death wish.

Me: Nothing will happen. I'll be there. I'll protect you.

J: Ah ha! Why do I need protection if nothing is gonna happen?

Me: Figure of speech. Do you wanna come or not?

J: Just to see if we can be suitable housemates? With the guy with both used to sleep with hanging around?

Me: What's wrong with that?

J: Well either we do get along and one fine day we'll somehow have a threesome and then we'll all regret it, or she's setting this up to take revenge on me, or you.

Me: I don't think she's capable of that.

J: Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Ever heard of that?

Me: Yes. But I'm giving you a convenient option. You wanna stay here and be miserable? Jason's already moving out.

J: He's just trying to prove a point.

Me: And?

J: I'm not like him.

Me: Are you happy living here now?

J: Not anymore. But what can I do?

Me: Move in with me.

J: Crazy.

Me: Trust me.

J: I don't want to be a light bulb.

Me: For?

J: You two.

Me: We aren't exactly getting back together.

J: You almost had sex today.

Me: Almost. I came to my senses.

J: I'm still now convinced.

Me: How do you know she won't be the light bulb?

J: You and me? That's even worse. I'd rather we rent a room somewhere else if we really were together. And that's 6 years time. If we're still single.

I remembered the pact.

Me: Well, I'm not sure I should move back alone.

J: Oh I get it.

Me: What?

J: You're afraid you'll give in to temptation. So you came to me hoping to get your release so you won't be horny when you go back there.

Me: Do you really think so lowly of me?

J: Nope. But it sounds logical right?

Me: Somewhat.

J: What are you afraid of?

Me: I don't know.

J: Then go live with her, take care of her. She needs you more now. I can take care of myself. Besides, I might not be able to afford the rent even if I moved there.

Me: Who said anything about rent?

J: Ok, now you're really being absurd. You expect me to go and live with you and you ex for free?

Me: I'll work things out.

J: Well my answer is still no.

Me: Do consider it.

J: Right.

Me: Do you want to go somewhere else now?

J: What ever for? You really want sex right?

Me: No! Argh. Never mind. I'll just head back there.

J: Yeah. You should. This conversation is getting nowhere.

Me: You'll be fine right?

J: Do I look like a little kid to you?

Me: No.

J: Then please go and fulfill your duties.

Me: Ok. I'll catch up with you soon?

J: No need. Spend your time with her. I'll let you know if I need anything.

Me: Ok. Take care then.

J: Look, I appreciate your efforts, but you need to prioritize. I'll see you when I see you.

Me: Ok.

We shared one last hug and I left.

[anton]

Me: No I don't. Like I said, things have changed. And I'm against abortion. We all make mistakes, some worse than others. If you decided to keep the baby I'll stand by you and support you, but as your brother. It's not that I don't want to sleep with you or I don't find you attractive anymore. But it would be against my principles. Besides, what if the father comes back and we were together? You would be making things very difficult for yourself, and the child.



Reading your story, you are like a man of few words.
So this has got to be the longest piece in any of your conversations.

[blade]

bro you are back.

I believe i have been reading your story since the begining. great writing. glad that you are back thou seems like more things happened. hope you manage to get everything solved out.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

It was not yet dinner time so I drove around aimlessly, thinking about whether I should return to Shirley's house.

Was it really such a big deal if I had sex with her even if she was pregnant with another man's child?

I still could not convince myself that it was alright. In any case, I doubt I would be having sex with her if she was pregnant with my child anyway. No doubt scientific research has proven that it is safe to have sex during pregnancy, the thought of it just put me off. Imagine you are peacefully sleeping in your nice warm bed and suddenly you get unwanted visitors. Millions of them. Furthermore, what if she got pregnant while pregnant? I recall reading somewhere that it was possible, though highly unlikely.

I eventually reached east coast and parked the car before heading to my favorite spot, the breakwater. I checked the time, it was only 4pm.

I kinda of regretted not being able to spend more time with Jenny, especially after finding out about her family problems. But in a sense she was right. Shirley did need me more right now. But truthfully I was afraid. Afraid of going back and losing control. Afraid of doing more things that I would regret for a long time. And if I gave in to her sexual needs, she would get the wrong idea and assume that we were alright. Thought it was my fault that she is in this state, I did not feel that I should be making any attempt to reconcile. Things have changed. Maybe I have changed.

I continued staring into the open sea, watching the dark clouds form. It seemed like a storm was coming. Or maybe it was getting late. The weather had been unpredictable lately. Scorching heat in the morning and early afternoon, followed by vicious thunderstorms later on.

A text message came in. It was Diane.

D: Where u?

I wondered if I should reply. Diane was starting to became a pain. How did she get involved in this anyway?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was a trap set by both of them as revenge for breaking their hearts. But maybe I was paranoid.

I did not reply in the end.

It was nearing 5pm when suddenly someone sat down next to me. I turned to look. It was Diane.

Me: How did you find me?

D: Not a lot of place you would go. You told me before.

Me: I did? Shit.

D: She told me what happened.

Me: What?

D: That you two almost lost control.

Me: I didn't mean to.

D: Why can't you just give in?

Me: What?

D: I thought before me you were all about the sex? Not rejecting it when it came?

Me: It's different now.

D: Because she's preggers?

Me: Yeah.

D: So? Pregnant women can have sex. They're like any other women, but you just need to be a little more careful, and only do it in certain positions.

Me: It's not that.

D: Then what?

Me: I just can't bring myself to do it.

D: You turned gay or something? Sex is sex. Of course it's a bonus if you love the person.

I kept quiet.

D: Well?

Me: Well what?

D: Do you love her?

Me: I can't answer that.

D: Why not?

Me: Things have changed. Stop probing.

D: Did you love me?

Me: I can't answer that either.

D: Why not?

Me: It was too early to tell if it was love or not.

D: Can't we be honest with each other?

Me: I'm being honest.

D: I did not love you. I liked you a lot. And was really looking forward to developing the relationship...

Me: But?

D: You gave it all up. All because of a stupid argument about your family. Do you even care about them?

Me: Not really?

D: Why not?

Me: Where were they when I needed someone? All my dad wanted was money. I'm ok with my stepmom, but if I don't contact her she doesn't contact me. My stepbrothers are old enough to take care of themselves, one of them is probably having a better career in the army than me. My sister is already married. She has not contacted me either, so I don't bother her.

D: What about your natural mother.

Me: I don't want to talk about her.

I turned away from Diane, not wanting her to see that I was about to cry.

She moved closer and hugged me. I felt her huge boobs pressing against my shoulders.

D: What's wrong.

Me: Nothing.

D: Tell me.

Me: I hate her ok? She never fought for custody. She just left us with the bastard. It's like she never cared. I don't even remember how she looks like.

She hugged me tighter.

D: And you couldn't tell me all this before?

Me: Not many people know how I really feel. Not my stepbrothers, my sister, cousins, friends. Not even Jason. He knew something was wrong but was smart enough not to ask.

D: Then why open up to me?

Me: I don't know.

D: If you told me all this before, we probably would still be together.

Me: It's too late now ain't it?

D: I still think you're a nice guy. But I would rather see Shirley happy with you around.

Me: What makes you think I'm happy?

D: If you weren't, why come back? Why take care of her? Why did you even kiss her back?

Me: I don't know.

D: There's a lot of things you don't know. I think either a part of you wants to be back with her, but you are supressing it. Either that or you are fucking horny. So much so that you almost took advantage of a horny pregnant girl. So which is it?

Me: How would I know?

D: Fine. Only you know yourself. I won't even try to pretend to know what's going on in that head of yours.

Me: I didn't ask you to be my shrink.

D: Whatever. Anyway I'm going back there. She wants KFC for dinner. You coming?

Me: Let me stay here awhile ok? You know this is how I destress and clear my thoughts.

D: Fine. I'll grab your share. What do you want?

Me: Any deals?

D: There's the new burger that's on promotion cos of the avengers movie.

Me: There is?

D: I'm guessing you didn't even know avengers is launching tomorrow.

Me: Hmm.

D: Do you even know who the avengers are?

Me: Ya la. Iron man, captain America all that right?

D: Oh so you do know something.

Me: Funny. So what's that new burger?

D: Zinger double down. 2 patties with cheese mayo and turkey bacon in between.

Me: Sounds like a McSpicy Double.

D: No bread.

Me: Huh?

D: The zinger patty is the bread.

Me: That sounds very unhealthy.

D: So what do you want?

Me: Double down lor.

D: I thought you said it's unhealthy.

Me: I didn't say I didn't wanna try it.

D: Fine. Anything else?

Me: Er. Cheese fries? Chicken?

D: You want more chicken?

Me: Why not?

D: Ok. I'll get a family feast or something. With your double down. Can you finish it all?

Me: Pregnant lady with cravings can finish it. Otherwise there's the fridge and microwave.

D: Crispy or original?

Me: Mixed?

D: Ok. I'll go to the Kallang drive through.

Me: There's a KFC at central.

D: I know. I just prefer the drive through.

Me: Ok.

D: I'll see you back at her house. If you ain't back by 7 I'll bring her here.

Me: Are you nuts?

D: No. Just ensure you are back.

Me: Fine.

Diane got up to leave, brushing the sand off her shorts.

D: Be there.

Me: Bye.

She left and I resumed my staring competition with the open sea.

[Underthetable]

So what's your decision?:o

[FirstTimeUser]

Do continue updating.. On a side note, because of the previous post, I went to try Zinger Double Down today. KFC should give you some money for helping them advertise on sbf. Haha.

[NikonCamera]

She left and I resumed my staring competition with the open sea.

Yo Bro, if certain things were mean to be, it will be one day. Only time will tell. Said enough, take care!

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Do continue updating.. On a side note, because of the previous post, I went to try Zinger Double Down today. KFC should give you some money for helping them advertise on sbf. Haha.

That's actually quite funny. I didn't enjoy it though. Too oily. And I have yet to watch the avengers... Will update soon...

[fd1234]

That's actually quite funny. I didn't enjoy it though. Too oily. And I have yet to watch the avengers... Will update soon...

It's worth the price of the ticket. :)

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I headed back to Shirley's place after a considerable time stoning. The KFC should have already arrived, given Diane's great driving skills.

As I entered the door, they were already eating.

S: Kor, your double down's still warm. Do you want to heat it up?

Me: No need.

I took a seat at the single seater. They were watching tv.

Me: Hey. When did you get MioTV?

S: Recently. Figured I'll need something to do...

Me: Got MioStadium?

S: The football channel? No.

Me: Damn.

S: I can subscribe if you want.

Me: It's ok. Last game is next weekend anyway.

S: Next season?

Me: See how la.

S: If I get it will you stay here?

Me: Huh? Er. No.

S: Why not?

Me: I've already decided to stay. Don't need extra motivation. Especially what happened this afternoon.

S: Oh about that...

Me: Let's not discuss it ok? Eat.

I unwrapped the oil-stained paper of the double-down and almost instantly regretted by choice.

Me: Oh my god.

D: Looks bad right? Good luck eating it.

Me: I think the amount of oil in those chickens is equivalent.

Shirley rubbed her tummy.

S: But baby likes it...

Me: Er.

I did not know if I should cringe, but I kept a straight face and decided not to say anything stupid.

Me: It's not very healthy.

D: Once in a while. And are you gonna deny a pregnant lady her cravings?

Me: I guess not.

I took a huge bite into the sinful burger and felt the oil ooze out, slowly coating my throat with each chew. Sinful as it was, it actually tasted good. But extremely oily. Way too oily for my liking.

S: So how's the burger?

Me: I don't know I can even call it a burger.

I looked at the two patties of breaded spicy thigh meat and wondered which imbecile actually came up with a monstrosity like this.

As if reading my thoughts, Diane answered.

D: This has actually been in the US for quite awhile. Apparently it's one of the top 5 unhealthiest fast food items around?

Me: Thanks for the info.

I wondered how many 2.4km runs I would have to clock, or how many hours in the gym this one burger would equate to.

S: You don't like it?

Me: I guess it's good for the first few bites...

D: Then don't eat it. There's lots of chicken.

True enough. There appeared to be 2 buckets of chicken.

Me: Two family feasts?

D: Yeah. One crispy one original.

Me: That's like 20 pieces?

D: 16 pieces only.

Me: For three persons?

D: Around 5 per person. Not alot.

Me: Plus the whipped potato, coleslaw, popcorn chicken...

D: Are you a man or not? I'm sure you can eat more than this. Besides me and Shirley already ate around 10 pieces...

Me: Gluttons.

S: I'm eating for two...

Me: Ok. Fine. I'll eat my share. Just need to run later or something...

D: Ok! I'll go with you.

Me: Erm.

I glanced over at Shirley. She appeared to be a little jealous. I remembered how Diane almost gave other jitters nose bleeds and heart attacks the last time she ran.

Me: I don't think it will be tonight though. Will be too full.

D: Ok. Let me know when then.

I tried to change to topic.

Me: So I'll take the study room?

S: Sure. Jenny coming over?

D: Who's Jenny?

A part of me almost died.

S: His ex fuck buddy.

D: What's she coming over for?

S: To stay as well? She's having some family problems.

Diane looked at me as though I was some huge bastard. She turned to Shirley.

D: Are you nuts? She's the cause of all this. And you'll allow her to stay here?

Me: Hey. Mind your words.

D: You're worse than I thought.

S: I'm ok with it. I'm sure she's changed.

Me: It wasn't even her fault to begin with. It was mine ok?

D: Once a slut always a slut.

Me: Hey. Shut the fuck up.

D: You're gonna make me?

S: Kor, D, stop arguing. I already said I'm ok with it.

D: How can you even consider it?

Me: Shut up la.

S: It might be good for me. Making more friends, getting to know what's going on in his head.

D: His head is full of shit. And sex. And whatever.

Me: Oh speak for yourself.

S: Enough!

We both shut up instantly.

S: My decision is final. If I say ok means ok. Understand?

D: Yeah.

S: So is she?

Me: No. She's uncomfortable about the whole situation.

D: Must be guilty.

Me: You bitch.

D: Bastard.

S: Before I throw this chicken at both of you, please stop it. It's my house. And baby doesn't like all this noise.

D: Sorry.

S: Kor?

Me: I didn't start this.

S: You're still staying right?

Me: Yeah.

S: Good. That's all I needed to hear. I'm going back to my room now. You two can sort out your differences. Quietly.

She retreated to her room, leaving me and Diane staring daggers at each other.

Somehow the night was not turning out the way I expected.

[FirstTimeUser]

...

D: Once a slut always a slut.

...



Oh well, the double down is really oily, and not that easy to chew for a burger.

Of course, I do not know Diane personally, but from your write-ups on her previously, it sounds kinda rich coming from her. Haha.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Oh well, the double down is really oily, and not that easy to chew for a burger.

Of course, I do not know Diane personally, but from your write-ups on her previously, it sounds kinda rich coming from her. Haha.

It's like the pot calling the kettle black... But yeah, even though I've moved back, Diane seems to be a constant thorn in my side... Really wonder what game she's playing...

[FirstTimeUser]

It's like the pot calling the kettle black... But yeah, even though I've moved back, Diane seems to be a constant thorn in my side... Really wonder what game she's playing...

My thoughts exactly. Maybe she wants to prevent herself from falling for you again, so she's intentionally finding fault with you for the smallest things.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

My thoughts exactly. Maybe she wants to prevent herself from falling for you again, so she's intentionally finding fault with you for the smallest things.

Possibly. You should have been around when I was drinking with Jason on Labour Day. Diane joined us and was making fun of me the entire time. I think Jason was regretting his decision to drink with me in Shirley's house. It's in the next few updates. Haven't typed them out yet...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Diane and I finished up the rest of the chicken without saying anything to each other.

I was really pissed at her. Why did she even have to question Jenny's character? Had we not established that the entire debacle was my fault?

After clearing up, Diane went over to the guest room and took her toiletries and towel. It appeared that she was staying over as well. I glared at her as she made her way to the common bathroom.

D: What you staring at? You want some of this?

Me: Don't be crazy. You don't appeal to me anymore.

D: What the fuck?

She came over looking pissed.

D: Are you saying I'm fat and ugly?

Me: No, you just said it.

D: Idiot!

She grabbed my crotch and squeezed. I pushed her away.

Me: Go away you crazy bitch!

She pushed me back onto the couch and lifted her t-shirt. She was not wearing a bra. She tried to straddle me.

Me: Are you mad? Do you want to wake Shirley?

Suddenly she punched me on my chest.

D: Bastard. You better don't hurt her.

I scrambled off the couch.

Me: You're absolutely crazy.

D: Yes I am. You denied me once. And I'll never have you.

Me: Get over yourself. You made me want to change for the better. Now I'm a better person and you want me to become bad again? I don't control you and you don't control me. Now leave me alone. Otherwise I'll go and not come back and you can explain to Shirley.

D: Oh I've already told her I never slept with you. And I wanna try. She said go ahead. She doesn't feel for you that way anymore.

Me: Ok. You're both crazy.

I grabbed my keys and stuff and headed out.

D: Where you going?

Me: Out. For a smoke.

D: You're coming back right?

Me: Not when there's a crazy bitch in the house.

D: Don't hurt her or disappoint her.

Me: Don't force me to do things I don't want to.

D: It's just sex. Something you love doing.

Me: I've changed! Let me be a better person please.

D: Suit yourself. Free sex and you turn it down again.

Me: Goodbye. Go wank in the shower or something.

D: Oh I will. I bet your dick's so small it won't satisfy me anyway.

Me: Haha. Nice try. You know the size anyway.

I quickly left and shut the door before she could continue taunting me.

I headed to the staircase and dialed Jason.

Me: Bro, where you?

J: Gf's place. What's up?

Me: Jenny rejected the idea.

J: Oh? Too bad then. Hope she can survive my parents then. If I didn't move out I might have gone crazy.

Me: I'm going crazy moving back here la.

J: Why?

Me: Remember the bridesmaid?

J: The big boobed one?

Me: Yeah.

J: Why?

Me: I feel like she's making my life difficult.

J: How so?

Me: She keeps making fun of me and putting me down. And I don't know if I'm being over-sensitive but I think she wants to sleep with me.

J: Huh. Didn't know you were so in demand.

Me: We were together for awhile la. But nothing happened.

J: Don't think so highly of yourself. She could be testing you.

Me: Yeah I know.

J: Come over and chill la.

Me: Now?

J: Why not? My gf's about to go to bed. It's a public holiday tomorrow.

Me: I don't wanna go too far. Just in case Shirley needs me.

J: Haha. Ok. I must say you've really changed. Somehow. I'll go over?

Me: Sure. BCM?

J: I feel like stingray. Is it still open?

Me: Good question. I don't know.

J: Well I guess I'll find out. Wanna booze or not? I brought my collection over. Not much space here.

Me: You wanna open your collection?

J: Can always collect again when I get my own place.

Me: Ok. What do you have?

J: JD single cask or Gentleman Jack?

Me: Never heard of the latter.

J: Never drank it either.

Me: No normal stuff?

J: Baileys. Absolut. Johnnie Black. Chivas. Martell. Hennessy.

Me: Ok. Just clear one that you have spare la. Then at least you will still have a collection.

J: Martell it is then. Prepare the ice, coke and green tea.

Me: Sure. We'll just have to drink quietly.

J: Not a prob. See you at the hawker center in fifteen?

Me: Roger.

[FirstTimeUser]

Possibly. You should have been around when I was drinking with Jason on Labour Day. Diane joined us and was making fun of me the entire time. I think Jason was regretting his decision to drink with me in Shirley's house. It's in the next few updates. Haven't typed them out yet...

Oh well, one more babe for him to look at. I dont think he'll really mind that. Haha. Do continue updating!

[johnnn]

TS Bro,

I have been a great follower of your thread...and I "think" both girls like you and are just pushing you to the other

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Jason and I grabbed a quick supper before quietly heading back to Shirley's place. It was past midnight and I did not want to risk waking her up. Diane was probably sleeping already so she should not be a problem.

We settled down at the couch and set up the coffee table for drinking. Out came the mugs from the kitchen. Jason quietly broke the ice we bought from 7-11 into more manageable pieces while I laid out the coke and green tea. He stuck a cigarette into his mouth.

Me: Hey! Don't smoke in here. Might affect the baby.

J: Oops. Sorry.

He stepped outside for a quick puff while I poured the drinks.

Suddenly, the door to the guest room open and Diane stepped out, wearing only a oversized t-shirt. I could not tell if she had shorts on. Not that I cared anyway.

D: Oi. Why so noisy. I'm trying to sleep.

Me: Drinking la.

D: With?

Me: Jason. He's outside smoking.

D: You think this is your house already?

Me: Chill la. It's a holiday. And we're trying to be as quiet as possible.

D: You call this quiet? You could even wake me up.

Me: Were you sleeping?

D: Nope.

Me: Then?

D: Whatever. Get me a mug too.

Me: Why?

D: To drink la. Then what? To smash over your head?

Me: Stop being bitchy.

D: Get me my mug.

Me: Fine.

Diane stepped outside too and I heard her asking Jason for a cigarette.

Me: Bitch.

But I went to get her a mug anyway.

Five minutes later, they both came back in and sat down. Jason wisely took the single seater, leaving me with Diane on the double.

We raised our mugs filled with Martell coke.

Me: Cheers to slogging our asses off for another year.

J: I'm not slogging. Not exactly.

Me: Fuck. Your jobs better than mine.

D: I earn more than you too.

Me: Whatever.

D: The army must really suck. I don't recall my dad earning so little. Or my mom, or sister, or brother.

Me: They're officers. And your brother has loads of other allowances.

J: Wow. Military family. Why aren't you in?

D: No interest.

J: I see.

I was getting a little uncomfortable. It was supposed to be a nice chill out session with Jason but Diane decided to crash the party. I decided to get her drunk as fast as possible so she would not disturb us. We finished our mugs and I poured another round, intentionally making Diane's stronger. She did not notice. This continued for a few more rounds. After awhile, she was starting to get high.

D: Eh how come you guys not high yet?

Me: We're better drinkers.

D: Yeah right. I still remember the last time we drank. You couldn't even have sex.

Me: I didn't want to. Not couldn't.

D: No balls just admit it.

Jason had to rub it in.

J: Bro you gave up sex with this hot piece of ass?

Me: Shut up bro.

D: Yeah man. He must be the stupidest person I ever met.

Me: Why don't you go sleep bitch?

D: Sleep? I'm barely getting started. Pour me another.

This time, I made it a half and half. And she felt it.

D: Wow. That's strong. You're doing this on purpose.

Me: Says who?

D: You want me drunk so you can take advantage of me right? And I won't remember how small your dick is.

Me: Don't be absurd.

D: Haha. Small dick.

Me: You're starting to piss me off.

D: What are you going to do? Tickle me with your small dick?

Me: That's it.

I grabbed my sticks and mug and headed outside.

J: Haha. I think you went too far.

D: But it's really small! From what I saw anyway...

J: Don't look at me. I wouldn't know.

I shook my head as I listened to their conversation from outside. And he had to indulge her. It was seriously a wonder that Shirley had not woken up yet.

Jason soon joined me outside. I peered in and saw that Diane was staggering back to her room.

J: Bro, she's hilarious. How come you two didn't work out?

Me: Disagreement over family issues.

J: Really?

Me: Yeah.

J: That's so trivial. Anyway she's like the female version of you. Quite lame.

I punched his shoulder.

Me: Funny.

J: Well it's too bad. You might have enjoyed her.

Me: Yes boobs man. I might have. But no I ain't interested.

J: Maybe if you're both drunk.

Me: Nope still not interested.

J: Your loss then. She seems very interested in you.

Me: Whatever.

J: We gonna continue drinking? There's still about a third of the bottle left.

Me: Why not?

J: I'll need a place to crash though. Don't think I can drive.

Me: Take the study room. I'll sleep on the couch.

J: Sure sure.

We finished our sticks and headed back inside to resume our drinking session. As luck would have it, Diane was back on the couch, except she was dead to the world.

Me: Great.

J: Sit on the floor la.

Me: I'm not worried about that. I've to drag her to her room later. Didn't I see her go inside just now?

J: That's what I thought too. But whatever. Let's drink.

I poured another 2 mugs.

Me: Cheers.

[FireInYourHole]

Bro, nice story~~~ camping here and reading your story for the pass 2 days straight. Hope to read the next installment soon. Cheers

[aceaceguy]

love ur 'life' experience and do continue sharing. ;)

[Zzzgggbbb]

Wow..ur story is exciting...I sign in daily to wait for your next installment..
Quite pity Shirley and your current situation now... Keep it going bro.

[FirstTimeUser]

I guess you havent reached the reason why Jason regretted drinking with you at Shirley's place yet right? Do update!

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I guess you havent reached the reason why Jason regretted drinking with you at Shirley's place yet right? Do update!

Actually I didn't mean it that way. He was probably just uncomfortable and our main purpose of chilling out was lost...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Wow..ur story is exciting...I sign in daily to wait for your next installment..
Quite pity Shirley and your current situation now... Keep it going bro.

Don't pity Shirley or me. Rather, applaud her courage for making such a decision. And condemn my stupidity for allowing this to happen in the first place...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

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[EnigmaofSorrow]

It was around 4am when Jason and I finally finished the bottle. I kept the balance coke and green tea in the fridge and dumped the melted ice. I cleared the cups and washed them before laying them out to dry.

J: Smoke?

I glanced at the still dead Diane.

Me: Sure.

We crept outside for a puff.

Me: Sorry we didn't really get to chill.

J: No worries. Diane is an interesting character.

Me: Right.

J: I've never seen anyone so willing to put you down in front of others before. You really must have hurt her badly when you broke up.

Me: Dude. It was a cordial breakup.

J: How sure are you?

Me: We didn't go far. Can consider we were still dating?

J: Girls don't see it that way. When the right one comes along, they'll usually try to hang on to him. No matter what.

Me: So that means I'm not the right one.

J: Maybe then you were.

Me: It really didn't work out. Seriously.

J: Anyway you're back with Shirley now.

Me: I'm not.

J: You're not?

Me: I'm only hanging around to take care of her. That's all. There's no way we can be together anymore.

J: Why?

Me: I don't feel it's right.

J: Must be the baby. You don't feel right because it's not yours. And you wish she didn't keep it. Then maybe you could start over.

Me: Don't psychoanalyse me please.

J: Just say I'm right.

Me: I'm against abortion. So if she keeps the baby it's the right thing to do.

J: But you're bitter it's not yours.

Me: I'm bitter about a lot of things. This is not one of them.

J: You wish you could start over.

Me: I've moved on. Really.

J: So now you're really just fulfilling your job as a part-time husband?

Me: I'm her godbrother. I have to take care of her. It's like some unwritten rule in the godsiblings handbook.

J: Right. Now you know why I don't have a godsister.

Me: That's beside the point.

J: Well, as long as you know what you're doing, and you're happy doing what you're doing...

Me: Happy? I can't say for sure. But willing? Yes I am. It's my fault to begin with.

J: I bet you never expected your life to pan out this way.

Me: I bet you never expected to move out of your parents house so soon.

J: Don't change the topic. But no. I don't know how this escalated so fast. Dads been asking me to go home.

Me: And?

J: I made my choice. I'll live by it. Until they sort out their problems, I'll just live my life.

Me: Maybe they need your support?

J: They had it. Until now.

Me: Why are we even talking about the sad stuff?

J: I have no idea.

Me: Let's finish up and go back in.

J: Yeah. You sure you don't mind me crashing?

Me: Oh course not. Just don't snore too loudly.

J: Dude, I don't snore.

Me: I should record it and play it back.

J: The last time we slept in the same room was probably before army when we had playstation marathons.

Me: Yeah. It was bad enough then.

J: Now it's different.

Me: Nope. Don't forget sometimes I'm actually in Jenny's room...

J: Right. Thanks for reminding me.

Me: Yep. So don't snore.

J: Fine.

We finished our sticks and headed back in. Jason went to the toilet to wash up before retreating to the study room which was to be my permanent room. I had not entered yet but I guessed my air mattress was still there.

I headed over to the couch to get Diane to go to her room.

Me: Hey lazy. Let's get you back to bed.

She stirred.

D: Huh? Hmmm. Ok.

I slid her hand over my shoulder and sort of supported her to the room. She walked unsteadily.

Once inside, I placed her on the bed and turned to leave.

Suddenly, she grabbed me and threw me onto the bed, got on top of me and pinned me down.

D: You're not going anywhere.

[Lennyberg]

D: You're not going anywhere.

any chance of another update??? cant seem to get enough :D

[ska8er23]

read from page one. keep it up!

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Me: What are you doing?

D: Tonight, you're mine.

Me: Have you gone crazy?

I tried to struggle out of her grasp but somehow she still managed to keep me in place.

D: Move and I'll crush your balls.

Me: What?

D: Shut up.

In a flash, she removed her t-shirt, exposing her breasts. Although the lights were not on, the pale moonlight provided scant illumination. Her shorts were next and she stood there, just watching me.

Me: You're drunk.

D: Maybe. But it's your fault anyway.

Me: Jason and Shirley are next door.

D: So? You want them to join us?

Me: You didn't close the door.

I got up, pretending to want to close the door, and tried to formulate an escape route.

D: Try to run and I'll make sure they wake up.

She closed the door and locked it.

Me: Think about what you're doing.

D: Oh I'm definitely thinking.

Me: You can't make me do this.

D: Oh really?

She pushed me onto the bed again and grabbed my crotch.

D: You don't think I won't crush your balls?

Me: Crush lor.

She squeezed and I flinched.

D: Oh I'm sorry. Did that hurt?

I could not tell if she was being sarcastic.

As quickly as she removed her clothes, she removed my berms and underwear, exposing my limp cock.

D: Oh it's so cute and small. Shall I kiss it and make it better?

Without waiting for a reply, she took my entire flaccid member into her warm wet mouth.

It had been a very long time since I was touched, or even sucked, by anyone. Physically and subconsciously, I wanted this. But mentally and emotionally, I was not so sure that it was the right thing to do.

Diane's swirling tongue aroused the beast within and he grew slowly and surely in her mouth. She choked as it hit the back of her throat, and she released it, her saliva running down the shaft and coating my balls. She grabbed the shaft and wanked me slowly, using my foreskin to great effect while she teased my balls with her skillful tongue, spreading the saliva all around.

I squirmed and shuddered, trying my best to ignore my emotions and just enjoy the physical sensations. I had a strange feeling that I was about to get raped.

With one hand on my shaft, she pushed up my balls with her other hand and started tickling my asshole with her tongue. As it got wetter, she rubbed a finger around, teasing the entrance. I clenched hard, trying to deny her entry but my body betrayed itself again. Slowly but surely, my rectal muscles relaxed themselves under her touch. Her strokes were slow and deliberate. Soon enough, her finger was granted entry and she probed around for my prostrate.

I tried to hold back a moan, or was it a groan? But I could not. She stopped wanking and pulled my foreskin all the way down, teasingly licking my dickhead.

As she massaged my prostrate, I felt the familiar feeling of my balls tightening, indicating the imminent eruption of Mt. Penis. She continued licking the frenulum.

The first shot out came as a great release, having not released for quite awhile. The thick, creamy stream landed on her forehead and slowly trickled down her nose. Almost instantly, she wrapped her soft lips around my dick and sucked while continuing to stimulate my prostrate. Another stream burst forth and she coughed as it hit the back of her throat, but she swallowed it anyway. She removed her finger from my ass and massaged my balls, while continuing to suck and wank me. More stuff started oozing out, having lost velocity along the way. She did not stop there. The fourth ooze escaped and I shuddered violently.

As I felt my cock deflating from it's exertions, Diane grabbed the base, as it trying to stop the blood from flowing out, trying to maintain at least half of an erection.

She licked her lips.

D: You need to drink more water and eat more fruits.

Still holding on to my semi-hard cock, she mounted me and slid down. I felt my head hit her cervix.

D: Oh yeah..... You're not that small after all.

I wondered how she managed to get herself wet.

Knowing that she could not ride as I was not hard enough, she concentrated on grinding her clitoris on me while my cock was getting smashed inside her.

She lay down on my chest, pressing her soft globes onto me. She smartly avoided kissing me as I might have bit her tongue off.

After five minutes of grinding, I felt her pussy muscles clenching around what was left of my erection. She shuddered and suppressed a moan. I expected her to get off but she remained firmly stuck to my groin, and started grinding again.

I did not like getting used like this. But oddly, it was though I owed her a favor for giving me one of the best orgasms I had in months. So I just lay there like a sex slave and let her do what she wanted. At least she did not tie me up or hit me.

She continued grinding for what seemed like the longest time, and enjoyed a couple more orgasms in the process. I wondered what she would be doing if I was fully erect.

As if reading my mind, she got off me after her latest orgasm. I sensed an opportunity to escape.

D: Don't move. Or else.

I decided to comply. It was not that I was afraid of her, but I was afraid of what she was capable of.

She went to the table and took some wet tissues and wiped me clean before reintroducing my cock to her mouth. Within minutes, I was rock hard. Perhaps I should have drank more.

Without asking for permission, she mounted me and started riding like there was no tomorrow. The bed creaked like crazy. I was pretty sure that Jason and Shirley would have no doubt about what was happening. Damn Ikea furniture.

I was certain that I would not be able to cum again having just emptied my tank, so I let Diane ride on her own free will. Soft moans escaped her lips and she grabbed my chest and shoulders, occasionally digging her nails into my flesh. I felt her pussy contracting, as though she was about to have another orgasm. Even if she did, she did not stop and continued riding on her pleasure pole. Beads of sweat formed on her neck and slowly trickled down her cleavage. I had to fight the urge to fondle her tits and tease her now erect nipples.

I really wanted to flip her over and bang the living daylights out of her, probably ending with a titfuck considering she did have the right assets for it. Or perhaps a cum in mouth and force her to swallow my semen. But she already did that.

That would have been me last time. Exactly what I would have done. Similar to what I did with my Pinoy ex-boss. But the current me was different.

Now, I just lay back, closed my eyes, and let myself be subject to this sweet torture. Perhaps I could ask her to pay me for it.

[asdfghjkl]

very sexciting story, can continue? :)

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I thought the bed was going to break. Diane continued riding. Given her speed and roughness, it was a wonder she had not yet accidentally broke my cock.

I had the impression that most girls got tired of being on top after awhile and demand that the guy do his job. This one seemed to enjoy it. Perhaps it was a really good thigh workout for her. And there was no way I was going to service her. If she wanted pleasure, she could jolly well do it herself.

After what seemed like ages, a very wet (sweaty) Diane finally slid of my pole, which surprisingly was still rock hard. I could tell she was trying to catch her breath, as though she had just run a marathon.

D: Ok. I'm done.

I refused to reply and merely glared at her.

D: Don't you want to cum too?

I still did not reply. Instead, I grabbed my clothes and strode out of the room and straight to the common bathroom. Thankfully I had unpacked my stuff prior, otherwise I would have had to risk waking Jason in order to get my towel and toiletries.

I stood under the shower for a longest time. It felt like those cliched after rape scenes in drama serials where the actress just crouches under the running water, crying away. Of course I was not crying, but I kind of understood why those scenes were portrayed as such. It was as though the water could wash away the shame, pain and suffering. Not that I was in pain or suffering, but I did feel a little ashamed of myself. Ashamed that I could not stand up for myself and deny Diane. On the other hand, I hoped I was not racking up an enormous utilities bill.

After the shower, I proceeded to the living room and lay on the couch. But I could not sleep. Diane had not left the room to have her own shower yet. Suddenly I felt concerned. What if she had collapsed from the exertion?

I got up and opened her door. She lay on the bed, sweaty and naked, eyes closed, with a contented smile on her face. I guess I should just let her sleep. Something then possessed me and I went over to pull the blanket over her, in case she caught a cold. I then left the room and returned to the couch. This time it felt like a burden had been lifted and I drifted off almost immediately after my head hit the couch.

I was awakened by the realization that my surroundings were extremely bright. I struggled to open my eyes and sat up. My head was pounding slightly.

S: Why are you sleeping on the couch?

Shirley was already awake and sitting on the single seater, watching me. A bowl of cereal sat on the coffee table. I guess it was time for breakfast.

Me: Erm. Jason's in the study, Diane already took the guest room.

S: So why aren't you in the guest room as well?

I thought I detected a hint of jealousy/envy/anger in her question.

Me: Huh?

S: I know you two had sex last night.

Me: Erm.

S: You were that drunk?

Me: Er.

S: Am I supposed to get you drunk in order to get you to be intimate with me?

Me: Could we not discuss this? I'm sorry.

S: Why are you sorry?

Me: I shouldn't have done it.

S: It's ok. I knew sooner or later it would happen.

Me: Huh?

S: Diane usually gets what she wants.

Me: You knew that?

S: She kept asking me how you were in bed. How big you were. How long you could last. It doesn't take a genius to figure out what she really wants right?

Me: And you didn't warn me?

S: I didn't think you needed a warning.

Me: You indirectly set me up.

S: Nope. You set this up yourself. You got the alcohol, you got her drunk. You couldn't control yourself.

Me: I didn't want for it to happen.

S: Just like how you didn't want to give in when we were making out yesterday?

It felt like a slap in the face.

S: I thought you changed. For the better. Now it just seems like you are just pretending.

Me: I'm not. I really changed.

S: And yet you slept with her. I don't see how you've changed.

Me: Are you trying to chase me away again? Because it feels like that.

S: No. I just feel it's unfair that she could get what she wanted. And I can't.

Me: I feel like I was raped ok? I really didn't want to do it.

S: A likely story.

Me: Ask her if you don't believe me.

S: I'd rather you keep your sex life private.

Me: She'll probably tell you anyway.

S: True.

Me: So what do you want now?

S: I want to be treated the same.

Me: The same as what? Or who?

S: Whoever. Whatever.

Me: If you're asking me to attend to your sexual needs, there's no way that's going to happen.

S: Why not?

Me: I don't owe you an explanation. Can't you just be happy that I'm around?

S: I'm happy about that.

Me: Then don't ask for too much.

S: I know you're unhappy about this pregnancy.

Me: I'm not.

S: Then why treat me differently?

Me: I'm treating you the same. We didn't have sex all the time last time right?

S: I want more than what we had. I don't want this baby to come between us. I want to start over.

Me: That's not possible.

S: Why not?

Me: I can't say.

S: Then I'll kill the baby.

Me: Don't be absurd and don't threaten me. You know I'll support whatever choice you make. But if you abort the baby I swear you'll never see me again.

S: This coming from a Catholic who never goes to church.

Me: Not going to church doesn't mean a thing.

S: Then tell me why we can't start over. Baby or no baby.

Fuck. What was I supposed to do now?

[kochheckler]

well-written narrations.. been following your posts and can really tell that you are really trying.. keep it up.. waiting for more of your updates.

[FirstTimeUser]

Shirley really still have the same feelings for you. Being able to say something like 'giving up the baby' kind of speaks volumes about your importance to her. And Diane is damned freaking wild.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Strangely, I was saved by Diane who had woken up and was heading to the bathroom.

D: Good morning!

I ignored her.

S: I bet it was good for you.

D: Well. You know it and I know it.

And she disappeared into the bathroom.

Me: I know she's your best friend and all that. But was this really necessary?

S: Well, given your nature, and that we weren't exactly in a committed relationship, why should I even be concerned if she wants to sleep with you?

Me: I thought you liked me.

S: I did. Maybe I still do. Then you walked out on me. Then I met someone else. Then you know what happened next.

I decided to come clean this time.

Me: Do you blame me for all this?

S: No.

Me: Are you sure?

S: Do you blame yourself?

Me: Of course I blame myself. I didn't appreciate you even though you were probably one of the best things that happened to me. I didn't treat you as well as I should. I made so many mistakes.

S: You leaving made me realise I cannot pin all my hopes on a single person. And yet I made the same mistake.

She got up and sat down next to me.

Me: I'm sorry.

S: So tell me why we can't start over? It's really the baby right?

Me: Do you really want to know?

S: Yes.

Me: Yes it's the baby. I'm not ready to be responsible for something that isn't mine. I'm not comfortable with the idea. But I have to be responsible for causing you to be in this state in the first place.

S: I'm not asking you to be the baby's father.

Me: Then why do you want me around?

S: I know you. Despite your flaws, I know that you will take care of me and be by my side. I've known you for more than a decade. And you're the closest friend I ever had. Besides Diane.

Me: That doesn't seem like a good reason for wanting to start over.

Shirley stared deep into my eyes.

S: That's exactly the reason. I'm mostly happy when I'm with you. I want someone who will take care of me. I trusted the wrong guy and he left. But maybe it's because I didn't know him that well. I really can see us together in the future, being happy and all that. Can you?

Me: I don't know.

S: So that means that after I give birth you'll leave again? Leave me alone to fend for myself?

Me: I don't know.

S: You don't have to like the baby. It's mine, not yours. You just have to be there for me.

Me: Then what will happen to the baby?

S: It will be my son or daughter. That's all there is to it.

Me: And how do I fit into the picture?

S: You're my new life I guess.

Me: After all I did and everything that happened, you still want me back?

S: Yes.

Me: I think you really put too much faith in me.

S: I trust you won't hurt me again.

Me: Technically I just did again.

S: How?

Me: With Diane.

S: Doesn't matter. I'm over you sleeping with others.

Me: Right.

S: But when we really decide to make a commitment to each other, you better not be doing all this.

Me: I really tried to change. I was almost there.

S: You can't be seriously saying Diane raped you.

Me: Well...

S: It takes two hands to clap.

Me: Ok. Fine. I won't argue on that point.

S: Now can I at least get a hug?

Me: Ok.

Shirley lay her head on my shoulder as we embraced.

Diane finished her shower and joined us.

D: Awww. That's so sweet. I guess this means I won't get anymore sex from you?

Me: That was hardly sex. You merely had your way with me.

D: And it was damn good.

S: Thanks for reminding me what I've been missing.

D: I'm sure you'll get some when the time is right. Though seriously I couldn't judge his skills in bed. He just lay there like a dead fish.

Me: Isn't this something you two should be talking about when I'm not around?

D: Well, if you actually played your part in making me feel good... But I'm impressed at how long you stayed hard.

S: Oh he's good. I guarantee that.

D: I can't wait.

Me: What makes you think it'll ever happen?

D: You don't have the balls to try?

I released Shirley from the hug.

Me: You're being quite contradictory.

S: How so? We haven't made a commitment to each other yet. You're free to do what you want. Just be around for me.

Me: So I'm basically just your sex slave?

D: I don't mind. Do you?

S: Maybe I'm really horny thanks to this baby, but for now I wouldn't mind either.

Me: You're both nuts. I gave up sleeping around and came back here to be a better person for you and now this?

S: A leopard doesn't change it's spots. Men always want sex. If I don't give it to you what's stopping you from finding someone else? I'd rather it be someone I know than some random person.

Me: That's the most liberal viewpoint I've ever heard from you.

S: Look. None of us are saints. If this is what makes us happy and keeps us together then I can turn a blind eye.

Me: And this wasn't your sentiment before I left?

S: I've learnt from that mistake. And I moved on. I want us to be happy.

Now I was really confused. This Shirley was totally different.

I turned to Diane.

Me: And what's in it for you?

D: Nothing really. I thought were could be a couple. But I guess not. I have my needs too, and rather than finding some random guy in a club, why not use the one that's available?

Me: I'm not here to be used.

D: I already did.

Me: And I'm not very pleased about it.

D: I'm sure your cock was fucking happy when he ejaculated.

S: I think we better stop talking about sex for awhile. I'm getting a little horny.

Me: Great idea.

D: I'm satisfied for now.

Me: And I'll not be used by either of you. This will never happen again.

D: If you can control yourself.

Me: I'm going out with Jason for lunch. You two can continue whatever previous discussion you were having.

I went into the study and shook Jason awake.

I wondered if I should seek his advice on this matter, for surely he would be laughing his ass off.

[Sen5eS]

wooot :) good stuff ;)

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Jason and I headed to East Point in his car. I decided not to drive and could always take a bus back later. Over lunch at KFC, I told him what had happened. His reaction was not unexpected.

J: So you finally got a piece of that ass.

Me: I didn't want to.

J: Doesn't matter. The fact is you did, and now the floodgates have opened. Plus what you're telling me about Shirley is rather interesting...

Me: She's changed alot. Like drastically. I really didn't expect this from her.

J: What's the big issue? You get to sleep with both of them, satisfy your own needs, and not have to worry about any emotional attachment! I think it's a win-win situation.

Me: Have you gone mad bro? When I left Shirley it was because of this. I couldn't stop sleeping with others. When I broke up with Diane and afterwards, I really wanted to change. I haven't even slept with your sister for quite some time!

J: I didn't need to know that. But this might actually work out for you. Rediscover your feelings for Shirley or something. If it doesn't work out, there's always Diane.

Me: You've got to be kidding.

J: I'm sure you can satisfy both of them. And I doubt they'll want it at the same time. At least make them happy?

Me: What about me?

J: What about you? You were never really an emotional person, especially after your first girlfriend. Then you met Tanya and Charmaine and Nicole and whoever else you've been sleeping with. I don't recall you being emotionally affected. Why now?

Me: I woke up? I can't be going around sleeping with girls and not looking the someone that I wanna be with for the rest of my life right?

J: I'm pretty certain you told me before that Shirley is that someone.

Me: The situation changed.

J: How so? Just because she's pregnant? Just because she's been used? Look around you. Tell me where you're gonna find a virgin these days. And so what if the kid isn't yours? You said Shirley said it didn't matter, just as long as you're together. This shows that she still has feelings for you. Very deep feelings.

Me: Even so.

J: Even if it doesn't work out eventually, look at it this way. You'd be having loads of sex with two hot girls without them wanting you to marry them. And didn't you tell me something about a six year pact with Jenny? There's your alternative.

Me: I told you about it? I don't remember.

J: Yes you did. And frankly it sounds really desperate on the part of Jenny. And even if this doesn't work out, you'll be only 34. Still loads of time to the right one. And guess what, even if you still can't find the right one, you can buy your own flat when you're 35 and be a swinging bachelor!

Me: Well, thanks for planning out my life for me.

J: Not a problem.

Me: I was being sarcastic.

J: So was I.

Me: Right.

J: Anyway, I'm sure you will be able to find someone eventually. You've been with so many girls before, maybe one of them actually had deeper feelings for you?

I thought about Tanya, who was now married, Charmaine, whom I have no idea where she was or what she was doing, Nicole, who I have not contacted for a damn long time and do not dare to. Then there were the brief flings with my ex-boss, who is now approaching 40, the student nurse when I was in hospital, and the various other girls in between which I have not written about due to memory loss from the accident.

Me: I think you're right.

J: That's the spirit! Now what are you going to do?

Me: That's a very good question.

J: You don't have to tell me. Just make sure you're happy doing it.

We finished our lunch and Jason went back to his fiancee's place, leaving me to my own devices.

I decided that since I was moving back to Shirley's place, I might as well make myself as comfortable as possible.

I headed to the third level and stood between Challenger and the game shop next to it. I was not really a console gamer so I entered Challenger to check out if there were any deals available. Almost immediately, I was accosted by a laptop promoter.

LP: Brother, looking for a laptop?

Me: Not really.

LP: Come I give you good deal. This one only $899, Lenovo, got discrete graphics card. Do you play games?

Me: Some games.

LP: This one good. Confirm can play Battlefield, Modern Warfare all that, but not on max settings.

Me: I'm more into RPGs.

LP: RPGs? Can also. This one can play Diablo 3. Coming out next week.

Me: It is?

LP: Ya la. I wait so long.

I stared at the guy, he appeared to be in his late teens, which would mean he was probably in lower Primary when Diablo 1 & 2 were launched.

Me: You played Diablo?

LP: No la. But everyone going to play D3, might as well join them.

I looked at the specs of the laptop. It did not appear very appealing.

Me: I'll think about it.

LP: Come on la brother. I throw in free ten-in-one accessories and antivirus.

Me: It's ok.

I left before he could say anything else. Besides, I could always get a desktop from Sim Lim Square. And I was seriously considering getting Diablo 3.

Before I left East Point, I dropped by the Watsons and bought an obscene amount of condoms, lubricant and even some vibrating cock rings.

I guess I had already decided that I was going to be a fucker. Literally.

[Tai_zi21]

simply love ur story!!!! and btw if u really need a new laptop,pm mi i can give u even better prices... haha just for u the best thread tat i have read in 2012

[rubberduckygirl]

im hooked!

armed with condoms, lubricants and sorts, i cant wait to see whats gonna happen next!

[callmebad]

quite colorful sex life
I never got to be raped by anyone
Not in this life anymore
maybe next life if there is such a thing as rebirth:o

[EnigmaofSorrow]

simply love ur story!!!! and btw if u really need a new laptop,pm mi i can give u even better prices... haha just for u the best thread tat i have read in 2012

Oops.. Sorry. I bought a DIY desktop from Sim Lim... But thanks for the offer...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

im hooked!

armed with condoms, lubricants and sorts, i cant wait to see whats gonna happen next!

Erm. It's just in case. This happened over the labour day holiday. Nothing unusual has happened since then... Not with them anyway...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

quite colorful sex life
I never got to be raped by anyone
Not in this life anymore
maybe next life if there is such a thing as rebirth:o

Trust me. You DO NOT want to get raped. Whether you're a guy or girl. There's something really psychologically damaging about it... I can't explain it though.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I headed home to dump the stuff I bought. Shirley and Diane were still chatting in the living room. I purposely placed the Watsons bag on the coffee table.

S: Have you had lunch? We ordered pizza.

The busybody Diane looked through the bag.

D: Oh my.

She emptied the contents onto the table.

S: Wow.

Diane held up the bottle of lube.

D: Do you seriously think we need this?

Me: Some holes aren't self-lubricating.

S: Erm.

D: You mean your own asshole?

Me: How about yours?

D: Hmm. I never said I was letting you in there.

Me: I never said I was going in there.

Shirley picked up the cock-rings.

S: I remember these...

Me: You do? Excellent.

D: So many packs of condoms? You think you're gonna do it a few times a day?

Me: Just being prepared. Besides who said I'm having sex with you?

I glanced at Shirley. She appeared to be turning a little red.

S: Me then?

Me: Nope. This is just in case anything happens. I'll not be your sex slave and I won't do it just for the sake of doing it. But if it happens, at least I'm prepared.

D: Damn. I thought I was going to be having some fun...

Me: I really don't want to be that kind of guy anymore. But I'll go with the flow. You moving in here permanently as well?

D: Nope. Just hanging around now and then. What kind of guy are you referring to?

Me: The kind that looks after my own needs first. The kind that will stick his dick into you whether you're wet or not. The kind that will sleep with both of you at the same time, multiple times.

D: Kinky.

Me: I just said I'm not gonna be that guy.

I turned to Shirley.

Me: And if we're going to be having sex, we better do it carefully and safely, I don't want to hurt you or the baby.

S: Ok.

Me: But that does not guarantee that we'll be having sex ok? If it happens then it happens, if it doesn't, be glad I didn't run away because of this fucked-up situation.

D: But you can have sex with me anytime you want, anyway you want.

Me: Bitch, don't think so highly of yourself. I'm still pissed about last night.

D: Fuck me back then. Use me the way I used you.

Me: Interesting offer. But no. We'll see how things go.

D: My vibrators are way more fun than you.

Me: Then use your damn vibrators. I'm here to be with Shirley, not you.

D: Fine.

S: Ok. I'm glad you're staying. Really.

Me: Just don't ask for too much.

S: Ok.

Me: Anyway I'm heading to Sim Lim to get a new computer. You need anything?

S: What's wrong with your current laptop?

Me: It's old. And there's a game coming out which I might wanna play. And I haven't really splurged on myself for awhile.

S: I can pay for the new computer if you want...

Me: No it's ok. You have your own expenses to worry about.

S: My dad still gives me money. Plus with what I saved while working, I really don't need to worry about money for quite awhile.

Me: Really it's ok.

D: He doesn't want to feel like a gigolo.

I wanted to retort but Diane was partly right.

Me: Whatever you say. Let me know if you need anything.

S: Will you be back for dinner?

Me: Maybe. Take it as no for now. I'm going back to camp to grab the rest of my stuff. Maybe meet a friend.

S: You working tomorrow?

Me: Yes.

S: Ok. I'll see you later then.

Me: Alright. Enjoy your pizza.

I turned to Diane.

Me: Bye bitch.

She flashed her middle finger at me.

Deep inside, I really wondered how this arrangement was going to work.

I headed back to camp to grab some of my stuff. Coincidentally, Alex was the guard commander on duty and he was chatting with the sentry at the barrier. I flashed my camp pass. Alex came up to the driver side window.

A: Oi dickhead. What're you doing here? Public holiday leh.

Me: Clearing my stuff la. I'm moving back with Shirley.

A: Who's Shirley? I thought you were with some tua neh bu?

Me: Long story.

A: I got until tomorrow.

Me: Fuck you la. I'll tell you another day.

I tried to signal to the sentry to raise the security barrier but Alex told him not to.

Me: KNN. Don't waste my time la.

A: Just tell me la. The tua neh bu available or not.

Me: Bro, you have a girlfriend.

A: Nevermind one la. Fuck only what.

Me: No. I won't let you do that.

A: Then I don't let you in lor.

Me: CCB. Don't be so childish.

A: Sharing is caring la.

Sentry: Sergeant! What's going on? Do I let him in or not?

A: No! Wait until I tell you to.

Me: You fucker.

Sentry: Sergeant! He officer how? I don't want kena extra.

A: He lower rank than me la.

Me: Shithead.

A: Really what.

Me: Fuck you. Let me in. I still got other places to go.

A: Don't want.

Me: KNNBCCB! You want me to come out and beat you up?

A: I got a rifle with live rounds. I'm authorized to use deadly force to neutralize any threats.

Me: Fuck you la. Go read the the ROE again.

A: Share leh...

I was seriously about to get of the car when I saw a familiar car pulling up behind me. It was my CO.

Me: Haha. Now you have to let me in.

A: Fuck.

Alex signalled to the sentry and the barrier was raised. I drove through and saw him acknowledging our CO.

Laughing to myself, I drove to my company line and parked by the side. The COS on duty was smoking just outside the company office. He almost dropped his cigarette.

Me: Oi! Go smoking point la. CO just came back also!

COS: Sorry sergeant!

He extinguished his stick and tossed it into the drain. I shook my head and ran up to my bunk to pack my things.

Half an hour later, I dragged my Ali Baba bag with my civilian items to my car. The COS was outside smoking again, but this time he was at the smoking point.

COS: Bye sergeant!

I waved to him and got into the car.

As I approached the gate, I cursed my luck as Alex was there again.

As expected, he refused to let me out.

Me: Motherfucker!

A: Step out of the vehicle. I'm doing a 100% check.

Me: Since when is this the guard commanders job?

A: I like to do mah. Not happy ah? Complain lor.

Me: You fucking childish piece of shit.

A: Gimme her number la...

Me: No.

A: Selfish.

Me: If you really want to know her, go clubbing and try your luck lor.

A: On.

Me: Try Powerhouse, Zouk, Butter Factory.

A: Eh. Zhun bo? You just named a few random popular clubs.

Me: You try lor. I already told you. Now let me out.

A: Ok lor.

He signalled to the sentry and soon I was out and on my way to Sim Lim Square.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Arriving at Sim Lim Square, I was reminded why I should never drive there on a public holiday. I waited almost 20 minutes to enter the car park, and another 20 to get a parking lot. I could have parked elsewhere, but the prospect of lugging around a desktop if I decided to purchase one was not very appealing.

I gathered pricelists as usual and headed to the food court for a smoke and to analyze the pricelists. I decided to be lazy and let the shop assemble the computer for me. All in all, I spent almost $2k, inclusive of a 24" monitor. I then hung around for another hour or so while they assembled and tested the PC.

While I was walking aimlessly around. I thought I saw someone familiar. I moved closer for a look.

Natalie was at Sim Lim Square too. I remembered how she glared at me the last time I saw her so I pretended to walk past uninterestedly. It did not work.

Nat: Oi!

She grabbed my arm. I turned around.

Me: Oh hello.

Nat: So dao. Dunno how to say hi?

Me: I just did.

Nat: Lame.

Me: Didn't recognize you.

Nat: Yeah right. Fuck all my holes still can say don't recognize.

Me: It's been what, ten years?

Nat: Ya lor. You never called since then. Thought you died.

Me: Right. How's your sister?

Nat: Nic ah? She was very sad. Because of you.

Me: Oh.

Nat: Take her virginity then run away. Coward.

Me: Erm.

Nat: Kidding la.

Me: Huh?

Nat: Ok la. She was sad. She wondered how come you left so suddenly. Think she did like you.

Me: Hmmm.

Nat: Why you never contact her ah?

Me: Scared. And regretted that night.

Nat: Regret what? I had so much fun!

Me: What about her?

Nat: You almost converted her. She had one boyfriend after that.

I suddenly realised that we were chatting in the middle of nowhere.

Me: You wanna to somewhere else to talk?

Nat: Go where?

Me: Food court?

Nat: Ok lor.

We headed to the food court and I got another coffee and a soft drink for Natalie.

Nat: Wah. So fast buying me drinks liao ah?

Me: I thought you might be thirsty since you talk so much.

Nat: Thanks hor.

Me: So you were saying Nicole had a boyfriend?

Nat: Ya. Some guy from school la. Look like chao ah beng. Lasted two months.

Me: Then?

Nat: Then what? Break lor. Get married ah?

Me: No la. Why did you say I almost converted her?

Nat: After that no more boyfriends. Two girlfriends.

Me: I see. So what's she doing now?

Nat: She's a teacher. HOD soon I think.

Me: Wow.

Nat: You leh? Look so fit. Must be army or police.

Me: Army.

Nat: Wah. Sign on. I like...

Me: So what are you doing?

Nat: Believe it or not. I'm a teacher too.

Me: You still speak like an ah lian.

Nat: Cannot meh? I'm not an English teacher. And I teach in primary school.

Me: Unbelievable.

Nat: Fine. I shall speak the queens English then.

Me: There's no need to. I understand you perfectly fine.

Nat: Is that so my good man?

Me: Yes.

Nat: Ok lor. So you're buying a computer?

Me: Yeah. Bought it already. Waiting for it to be assembled.

Nat: I see. Wanna help me look for one too?

Me: You're buying a computer too?

Nat: Feel like. My laptop's like shit. Provided by the school. Super laggy.

Me: Budget? Usage?

Nat: $500?

Me: Er. That's possible. But you might not be able to do much. Maybe word processing, watching online videos.

Nat: That's good enough.

I whipped out the pricelists and configured one for her.

Me: Monitor?

Nat: No need. Got a TV in my room.

Me: Ok, so you need HDMI output.

Nat: Yep.

Me: You wanna pay cash or by card? If cash I'll try to ask for discount, since I just bought a PC from them.

Nat: Cash then. And can you send me home after that? You drove right?

Me: How did you know I drive?

Nat: Regular sure got car la.

Me: Right.

Nat: I've got a car too. But it's crazy to drive here.

Me: Tell me about it.

Nat: So can or not?

Me: Ok I'll send you home.

Nat: Then maybe you can catch up with Nic too. I bet she misses you.

Me: I'll be lucky if she doesn't castrate me.

Nat: She won't la. I think some of her ex girlfriends hurt her more than you.

Me: She's still les?

Nat: I really don't know. She's been single for the past 5 years. Concentrating on her career.

Me: What about you? Concentrating on your career too?

Nat: Are you asking if I'm still single?

Me: No. I'm assuming you're still single. No ring on your finger. Still trying to act cute maybe because you want to attract guys. And if you were attached, your boyfriend would be the one helping you buy the computer.

Nat: Ok. You're quite smart and observant. For an army boy.

Me: Are you saying army regulars are dumb fucks?

Nat: Well yes. The ones I meet while clubbing anyway. You an officer?

Me: Nope. Specialist.

Nat: Oh? What do you specialize in?

I looked at her incredulously.

Me: It's a term used to describe sergeants and above.

Nat: I know that. I'm just acting cute.

Me: Acting cute is not gonna get you any guys. Guys that would be good for you anyway...

Nat: Haha. Ok. I'll keep that in mind.

I finished my coffee.

Me: Let's to get your computer.

[FirstTimeUser]

Wow your life is really damned interesting with many twists and turns.

[waahaa]

life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans -john lennon

intriguing, definitely can't complain that your life is mundane

[studdyme]

camping for more!

[ravendanish]

Love your story ts....this is the best man bro

[shinichi16]

awesome story bro! waiting for ur next installment! :D

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Sorry for the lack of updates. Diablo's got my soul...

[FirstTimeUser]

Sorry for the lack of updates. Diablo's got my soul...

I thought it would be an update when I saw your reply. Pls exorcise the diablo quickly. Haha.

[Spud_Boy]

Sorry for the lack of updates. Diablo's got my soul...
bro, i think so has alot of us...

anyway, hope all is well at ur "new"home.. pregnant woman can have mood swings often..

[EnigmaofSorrow]

bro, i think so has alot of us...

anyway, hope all is well at ur "new"home.. pregnant woman can have mood swings often..

Haha. I've got my headphones on. Can't hear much. But she does Whatsapp me when she needs anything...

[suntzu88]

Nice share. Enjoyed the story...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

After settling Natalie's computer and waiting another hour or so to collect it, we headed back to my car. I was seriously considering the possibility of getting a trolley and just dumping it into my boot. However, it was not every day that I would be buying bulky stuff.

Natalie had moved back to her place after her stint at NIE a couple of years ago and she had been living there with Nicole ever since. As usual, their parents and eldest sister were busy running the business overseas, leaving the two of them alone in the house.

As I pulled up outside the house, I saw that there were 2 cars there. Both were Suzuki Swifts, one black and one white, with similar number plates. It must have been a package deal before COE prices skyrocketed.

Nat: I guess Nic's home...

Me: Uh huh.

Nat: You're coming in right?

Me: Only to carry your computer.

Nat: Help me set it up la...

Me: It's just plugging in a few cables. You don't know how to do it?

Nat: I know you're dying to see Nic la...

Me: Not really...

Nat: Whatever.

She unlocked the gate and subsequently the front door.

Nat: Jie! Guess who I met in Sim Lim Square!

Nicole was sitting at the dining table, working on her laptop. She was dressed simply in shorts and a t-shirt. Her hair was much longer now, and tied up in a pony-tail. I noticed two other things that were decidely different about her. Firstly, she was wearing glasses, and it made her look strangely sexy. And, her boobs were definitely much bigger than before, probably a large B now as compared to a small B previously.

Nicole hardly glanced in my direction as I carried Natalie's computer up the stairs.

Me: Hi.

I did not get a response. She was probably really busy.

I entered Natalie's room and saw that it was better furnished as compared to the last time. The bed was queen sized, there was a full dressing table and a larger wardrobe, and the 40-inch tv was mounted on the wall between some shelves which were stacked with loads of DVDs.

Me: Where do you want it?

Nat: Erm. On the floor next near the tv? Are the cables long enough?

Me: I guess so. You have an extension plug?

Nat: There should be one more slot.

I found the empty slot, plugged in the PC and connected all the necessary cables.

Me: Oh. Forgot about the Internet connection...

Natalie opened one of her drawers and dug around before passing me a super ancient wireless receiver

Nat: Will this work?

Me: I guess so...

I set everything up and handed her the wireless keyboard and mouse.

Me: Test it?

She took it and opened a browser to check her Facebook account.

Nat: Ok it works. Thanks a lot.

Just then the door opened and Nicole walked in.

Nat: What's up?

Nic: Just making sure you two weren't fucking.

Me: Erm.

Nic: You never called. Why?

Me: I was afraid I guess?

Nic: Of what? Me? Or commitment?

Me: I don't know.

Nic: Whatever it was, you were very irresponsible that night. Either one of us could have gotten pregnant or some STD.

Me: I'm sorry.

Nic: Actually I'm sorry too. I guess we were all rather wild and drunk then.

Me: I guess.

Nic: Maybe one day we'll catch up properly over coffee or something?

Me: Sure.

Suddenly she came forward and hugged me. I inhaled as her boobs pressed against my chest. I did not know if I should hug her back, but I eventually did.

Nic: It's nice to see you again.

Me: Same here.

Nat: How come I didn't get a hug? It's not nice to see me again?

We separated.

Nic: Well I'm off to dinner then watching the Avengers. See you around.

Nat: Jie you managed to get tickets??

Nic: Yep.

Nat: Not fair.

Nic: Too bad. No spares.

Nat: What am I gonna do tonight then?

Nic: Whatever you do, try not to sleep with him. He might run away again.

Me: What...

Nat: Haha. I'm not so horny Jie. Besides he only helped me with the computer. And who knows, he may be attached or married already!

They both turned to me.

Me: What?

Nic & Nat: Well?

Me: I'm still single. But not available.

Nic: That's new.

Me: Long story.

Nic: You can tell me over coffee one day. I'm assuming your number never changed.

Me: Nope.

Nic: Neither did mine.

Nat: You can tell me now! Or we can go for dinner!

Me: Sorry. I headed back home. I have to work tomorrow. But thanks for the offer.

Nat: Wait a minute. Don't tell me you assumed that it would lead to sex...

Me: Nope. Even if it did, I'm not really interested. And I do have to go home.

Nic: A decade really does change people.

Me: Yeah.

Nat: Damn. Looks like I'll be eating instant noodles. Again.

Me: Sorry about that. But I'll really be making a move now.

Nic: I'll contact you for coffee.

Me: Sure. Bye.

Nic & Nat: Bye!

And so I left, headed home, set up my new computer, and started looking out for where I could pre-order a copy of Diablo 3.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I thought it would be an update when I saw your reply. Pls exorcise the diablo quickly. Haha.

Well seriously nothing much has happened. With anyone. Then Diablo 3 was launched...

Unless I rewind to my Poly Days experiences which were lost after the accident... But I'm slowly getting my full memories back...

[uzumakiidii]

ya life changing for the better bro i guess. CHiong diablo 3 and forget about the worries.:D:D

[LoZH]

Gone case. Diablo got our bro, diablo hot his soul. Later in the end the next few updates become abt Diablo game FAQ.. Haha

Still camping as ever

[Sen5eS]

Should take around 50 hours plus to get to lvl 50 and enter Hell Mode ... provided you get some help with "gifts" and your "party" are high level characters who can kick ass ...

He'll be back ;)

[Sen5eS]

i may be ur cousin, but i think u deserve a gd fuck. She's pregnant for gods sake. Wat the fuck were u thinking? I'm assuming u haven't replied to any of my sms becos of all this probs, but seriously wat the fuck. We need to talk.

it's fine he's having sex with shirley ... pregnancy makes the hormones go haywire ... early preggers can still bonk lah ;) it makes it all nice and rosy hehehe

yeah ... you should mindfuck Enigma a little ... hope you can help him get his "perspectives" sorted ...

[Sen5eS]

Thanks for the concern. And to my cousin, don't you think the reason why i never replied to your msgs is because i don't want to trouble anyone? Did you even check with my brothers or sister if i contacted them? The answer is no. This is my problem to handle. And stop jumping to conclusions about my character and what not. Just because i stopped writing halfway doesn't mean anything bad happened. Don't assume. So yeah. Fuck you too.

hahahahaa Touche ! ;) People care that's why they're offering assurances and support ... you can tell them nicely that you're doing ok at the moment ... right ?

Would you be doing the same as your cousin if you found out that your cousin's in the same shit as you are in ?

[FirstTimeUser]

Well seriously nothing much has happened. With anyone. Then Diablo 3 was launched...

Unless I rewind to my Poly Days experiences which were lost after the accident... But I'm slowly getting my full memories back...

At least there really was an update. Your reunion with Nic doesnt seem to be as explosive as you expected. Didnt know you were such an avid gamer that Diablo distracted you from Shirley, Jenny, Diane and Nicole. Continue meeting them and get more experiences to share! Cheers.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

hahahahaa Touche ! ;) People care that's why they're offering assurances and support ... you can tell them nicely that you're doing ok at the moment ... right ?

Would you be doing the same as your cousin if you found out that your cousin's in the same shit as you are in ?

The problem with my cousin is that he doesn't show up when needed, and when he does, he doesn't have nice things to say. It's been like this for the longest time. So usually I just ignore him. But sometimes I can't stand it hence the outburst. If he's in the same situation, he can make his own choice, but by his statement I guess his choice is clear...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Should take around 50 hours plus to get to lvl 50 and enter Hell Mode ... provided you get some help with "gifts" and your "party" are high level characters who can kick ass ...

He'll be back ;)

I haven't even hit a cumulative 8 hours... And I have to work... Slowly.