My attempt at sharing my experiences… (Part 65)

By EnigmaofSorrow

Nicole increased the pace of her strokes, while blowing the cigarette smoke
on my dickhead. I wondered if she was going to put it into her mouth.

She stubbed out her stick and I stubbed out mine. She leaned towards me and
we kissed, furiously fighting each other with our tongues. I struggled out
of my boxers.

For someone who claimed that she had never been with a guy before, Nicole
really knew how to tease a guy. She grabbed my shaft and fondled my balls,
alternating between stroking them and squeezing them lightly. I had already
began emitting pre-cum and she used it to lubricate my dickhead while
wanking me. We break free from the kiss. I gasped.

Me: Nic, I can’t hold it in…

N: What? So fast? How do you have sex then? Don’t tell me you are a
premature ejaculator?

She increased the pressure and intensity of her handjob. I squirmed and
tried to hold it in. She continued stroking my balls, which by now was
already retracting into my body, indicating that the end was near. She
kissed me again.

Suddenly, she stopped wanking me. But I was already at the point of no
return. As I leaned back, I watched as Nicole teased my cock with her
fingers, running them up and down, gently caressing the shaft and head.

The first shot came without warning, as Nicole teased it out with every
touch of her fingers. I never expected to be able to cum this way, without
actual stimulation of the head with a full handed grip. Nicole watched in
amazement as the stream of hot, sticky cum flew upwards and landed on my
chest.

As I was shuddering from the unexpected release, Nicole grabbed my still
erect cock and started wanking me again, more furiously then before.

Me: Stop! Please! There’s nothing left!

She grabbed the base of my cock and looked me in the eye.

N: So this is what happens when a guy cums? How interesting…

She leaned towards me and started frenching me again, while wanking my cock
slowly. I pushed her away slightly.

Me: How about a blowjob?

She gave me an incredulous look.

N: Wow, aren’t you demanding… We barely crossed the barrier and you want
me to suck your cock?

Me: Erm, I just thought-

She shut me up by forcing her tongue into my mouth again, still wanking my
cock.

I doubt there was any cum left in me so I decided to just enjoy the kiss.
This time however, I decided to be a little more adventurous and slid one
hand under her halter top, snaking my hand around the back to undo her top.
She jumped as my cold hand made contact with her stomach.

N: Woah, are you a vampire or something? Your hands are cold…

I ignored her and pulled her in to continue kissing. The knot was easily
undone and her top and bra-like thingy fell to the ground. I sneaked a peek
at the tattoo on her left breast. It was that of a rose. My hands roamed
freely and ended up cupping her breasts. I estimated them to be at least a
small B-cup. Or maybe I had big hands, but Charmaine’s boobs were bigger
than Nicole’s, not even bothering to mention Tanya’s. But still they were
nice to touch, as with all breasts are. Maybe she experimented with binding
when she was younger and unwittingly stunted the growth of her chest.

Strangely, she did not stop me as I caressed her boobs, and played with her
nipples, using all the tricks Tanya had taught me. Suddenly, she stopped
kissing me and pulled my hands off her chest. I wondered where I went wrong.

N: So the rumours are true.

She took some tissue from the table and began to wipe my sperm off me.

Me: Erm, not really.

N: So how many girls have you slept with?

Me: You would be the third.

N: Haha. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves shall we? I never said I wanted to
sleep with you…

I tried to not appear disappointed. I guess I was really a horny bastard
back then.

Me: Oh.

N: But wow, you really know how to turn a girl on. You must have had a good
teacher. Or lots of experience…

Me: No seriously, I only slept with two girls before…

N: You gotta be kidding. I’m probably one of the hardest girls to please
that you will ever meet in your life, and yet…

Me: And yet?

N: I’m half considering giving you my heterosexual virginity…

Me: Half? Only half?

N: Hey. You’re good but not that good you know? Besides…

Me: Yeah? Don’t think you can handle a real cock?

N: Oh please. That small thing?

And there goes my ego. And I thought Tanya said I was above average.

Me: Small?

N: Well, I don’t know how big a cock is really supposed to be, but my toys
are way bigger.

Me: Really?

N: Yeah. I’ve got this 18 inch double headed dildo…

Me: Oh my god. I would love to see you use it with someone else.

N: You’re really perverted…

Me: Yep.

N: But yeah, my smallest vibrator is probably what, at leat 10 inches?

Me: But I bet it’s not warm and automatic.

N: Haha. You’re really funny. Maybe, just maybe I would consider just lying
back and letting you pleasure me. But…

I was a little impatient and way too horny.

Me: But what?

N: Like I said, I ain’t drunk enough…

My attempt at sharing my experiences… (Part 64)

By EnigmaofSorrow

I quickly picked up the cigarette in case I accidentally burnt a hole in the
carpet.

Me: So you’re wet?

N: A little. I wasn’t expecting it.

Me: You weren’t expecting?

N: I didn’t expect a guy to be able to turn me on…

Me: Seriously? But all girls have the same parts right?

N: Sometimes the psychological aspect plays a part you know? Since young, I
preferred girls. But then, somehow, you turned me on. A little.

Me: Hmm. So which part of the lesbian couple are you? The guy or the girl?

N: Haha. If I didn’t know you I would be offended at that question. You
really need to come down from the mountain.

Me: Huh?

N: You are a mountain tortoise la. Not all same sex couples have to have
distinct male or female roles. For example, 2 gay guys could just really
enjoy having their cocked sucked and their asses poked. So there’s really no
separation of who’s the girl or guy.

Me: Interesting. But you didn’t answer my question.

N: I’m neither the girl or the guy la. I just never felt a need to be with a
guy, whether for physical or emotional gratification.

Me: So when you are with a girl, what do you do?

N: Wow, you’re really nosey you know?

Me: I’m curious. This is interesting.

N: What if I don’t wanna tell you?

Me: Oh. Then it’s ok I guess. I just wanna find out more about you.

N: Why?

I did not know how to reply to that.

N: It better not be because you are falling for me. That will never happen.

Me: Hmm. I don’t think it’s that. It’s a little fast anyway.

N: Yeah. You are recently single.

Me: And very available.

N: Very funny. I’m single but not available.

Me: To guys or girls?

Somehow or another, I was slowy extracting information from Nicole. I inched
closer to her.

N: Hey… What do you think you are doing?

Me: Nothing.

Nicole did not move away or show any displeasure in me being close to her. I
decided to try my luck and put my arm around her shoulder.

She flinched a little but did not shrug my hand off. Instead, she took
another puff. Big Bird was rising to the occasion.

N: There’s this thing about personal space I should warn you about…

Me: What?

Nicole rested her head on my shoulder and nuzzled my neck. I shuddered and
so did Big Bird. She kissed my neck and stuck out her long tongue, trailing
it down my neck. It was my turn to take a long drag on my cigarette.

N: I’ve never been this close to a guy before…

Me: And yet you aren’t pushing me away?

N: It’s kind of fun I guess.

Me: Is anyone coming home?

I guess I wanted the night to last longer. Nicole did not answer just yet
and planted her lips on the space between my clavicle and neck, sucking
hard.

N: Eww. Salty…

Me: Erm, why are you giving me a love bite?

N: Good question. I have no idea.

She sat up and slightly distanced herself from me. Big Bird was still
throbbing.

Me: So is anyone coming home?

N: Why do you wanna know? What do you want to do?

Me: I don’t know.

N: No ones coming home. I’m alone for the next few weeks.

Devious thoughts began to form in my head. Perhaps it was my chance to
convince a lesbian to cross over to the other side.

N: Don’t get your hopes up. This may be fun for now, but you’ll need to get
me really drunk before anything happens.

I looked at the liquor cabinet.

Me: Not a problem.

N: Now who says I want to drink with you?

With that, Nicole pulled down the front of my boxers, exposing Big Bird. She
grabbed the shaft and wanked me slowly, while puffing on her cigarette. I
puffed on mine.

I wondered what would happen next.

My attempt at sharing my experiences… (Part 63)

By EnigmaofSorrow

Me: Erm. What?

N: I always wondered why guys wear boxers. It would be so hard to conceal
erections.

Me: It’s more comfortable.

N: So why do you have an erection?

Me: Cos I’m being touched by a girl?

N: Wow. This isn’t even a sensual massage. Does this happen often?

Me: Not really…

Nicole suddenly hugged me from behind.

N: You’re a really nice guy you know?

Me: Thanks.

She released me from the hug. At least it was from behind and not full
frontal. I probably would not know how to react i she decided to crush Big
Bird.

I decided to take a gamble.

I turned around and grabbed Nicole, pulled her towards me and planted my
lips on hers.

Somehow I expected her to push me away, slap me, or maybe even bite me.

But she did not.

Nicole wrapped her arms around me and pulled herself closer. She parted her
lips and our tongues met, tips touching, swirling with each other. She ran
her hands up to my head and caressed it. Mine settled on her perky butt. Big
bird was throbbing.

Nicole was a damn good kisser. Much better than Charmaine. Kissing her made
me feel really horny. Each touch of our tongues sent shockwaves throughout
my body. Her warm tongue teased mine in a way no other girl had before.
Maybe it was the technique. Or maybe because it was damn long. I bet she
could touch the tip of her nose with her tongue.

We probably kissed for around ten minutes. She had made me extremely horny.
First with her shoulder massage, then the hug, and of course the fantastic
kiss.

I contemplated ripping off her clothes and taking her right there and then
on the rosewood sofa.

Everything felt good but deep inside me I felt a little guilty that I was
making out with a girl immediately after breaking up with Charmaine.

Nicole sat on the sofa and lit a stick. I sat beside her and lit one too.

N: Why did you do that?

Me: Do what?

N: Kiss me.

Me: Er. I don’t know.

N: Do you go around kissing every girl you meet?

Me: Not really…

N: And it was a french kiss…

I was at a loss for words.

Me: Did you like it?

N: Well, yes. But it’s not right.

Me: I know.

N: And yet you still did it?

Me: I couldn’t control myself…

N: Oh wow. What an excuse. What now? Are you gonna rape me?

Me: Huh? No! Why would I do that?

N: Well, you said you can’t control yourself…

Me: I’m sorry.

N: Nah, it’s ok. I shouldn’t have reciprocated.

Me: So why did you?

N: I wanted to see what it’s like.

Me: What what’s like? Kissing me?

N: Not really. Kissing a guy in general.

Me: You mean you never kissed a guy before?

N: Nope.

Me: Really? But you’re damn good.

N: Not kissing a guy before doesn’t mean I never kissed before.

I was a little confused.

Me: So you kissed girls?

N: Yep.

I nearly dropped the lighted cigarette. I had just made out with a lesbian.

Me: Are you, erm, straight?

N: As opposed to gay? I don’t know. I tend to gravitate towards human beings
with only ten appendages.

It took me awhile before I understood.

Me: Oh.

N: And I didn’t know I had such an effect on guys.

She pointed to Big Bird who was still standing up. Suddenly I felt a little
embarrassed and so did Big Bird who decide to return to his nest.

Me: So, how was it?

N: How was what?

Me: The kiss?

N: I can’t really judge, considering you’re the first guy I kissed. How was
it for you?

Me: Well, I’ve never kissed a lesbian before… But you made me really
horny.

N: Haha. I can tell.

Me: I’m sorry if I took advantage of the situation.

N: It’s ok. Just don’t take me for granted and treat me as a replacement or
rebound for your ex.

Damn, my hopes were dashed.

Me: I won’t. I hope I don’t.

N: Oh yeah, one more thing.

Me: Hmm?

N: I think you just might have did something right.

Me: What?

N: Well, you’ve made me a little wet down there while we were kissing.

This time I really dropped the lighted cigarette.

My attempt at sharing my experiences… (Part 62)

By EnigmaofSorrow

Me: What?

N: I said remove your clothes.

Me: Why?

Now here we were, in an empty house, alone. And Nicole was asking me to
remove my clothes. What was I supposed to be thinking?

No doubt I was hurting from my breakup with Charmaine, if only just a
little. But here was a girl I hardly knew, even though we had just spent
hours chatting. I ran through the possible scenarios in my mind, wondering
what was going to happen.

What if we were in the middle of doing it, and her siblings or parents came
home? Wait, did she even have siblings? I never thought to ask.

I did not even have any protection with me. Maybe she did. Maybe she was on
the pill. Maybe it was the safe period.

What the hell was I thinking? Was I really expecting to get some action that
night? Furthermore, she had school the next day.

Maybe it was another case like Shirley, who had liked me for a very long
time before something happened. But there was really no way to tell. Maybe
she was a Jenny, so horny that once an acceptable cock appeared, she would
ride it. (Take note that this was pre-Shirley and Jenny era, I am just using
them as examples to illustrate the uncertainty that was going through my
mind at that point of time.)

I turned around half expecting Nicole to be naked and ready to pounce.

But alas, she was not. Instead, she was holding a tube of something. I half
hoped it was lubricant.

N: Take off your clothes so that I can examine the scald.

Me: Oh.

N: Were you expecting something else you pervert?

Me: No, no. Wasn’t thinking dirty thoughts.

But in actual fact I was.

N: Anyway, maybe you wanna wash your clothes before going home, I’ve got a
dryer.

Me: Ok.

I removed my polo tee and berms and handed them to her, standing there in my
Sesame Street boxers.

N: How cute.

Me: Haha.

N: It’s really apt that Big Bird is on the front.

M: Very funny.

N: Well, take this aloe vera gel first while I throw your clothes in the
wash.

Me: Ok.

I sat back down on the rosewood sofa, examining the contents of the tube.

Nicole came back roughly 5 mins later and examined the scald.

N: Wow, it’s really red. It looks like some really bad sunburn.

She prodded the area.

Me: Ouch. It’s sore.

N: Yeah it looks quite bad.

Me: What about your hand?

N: It’s fine. You took most of the coffee.

Me: Yeah.

Nicole squeezed some aloe vera gel onto her hands and began rubbing it onto
my skin. The cool gel caused me to flinch a little. But at least it was
soothing. She kept rubbing and added more gel. Then she started massaging my
shoulders. I tensed up. She leaned over and whispered into my ear in a sexy
voice.

N: Relax.

Me: Erm, but my shoulders aren’t scalded.

N: I know, I’m just massaging you for fun.

Nicole’s soft hands and sensual touch coupled with her breath on my neck set
off an automatic reaction.

Big Bird decided enough was enough and came out from his nest, forming a
tent at the front of my boxers.

I tried to think of neutral thoughts to try and force the erection away to
no avail. I hoped Nicole did not notice me in this compromising position.
She did and leaned over and whispered sexily into my ear again.

N: Wow. Looks like Big Bird wants to come out and play.

My attempt at sharing my experiences… (Part 61)

By EnigmaofSorrow

Nicole and I headed towards the taxi stand at Parkway Parade.

Me: How’s your hand?

N: Erm, scalded? How’s your back?

Me: Scalded too?

And we laughed.

N: Wanna go to the hospital to get it checked out?

Me: Nah, I guess it will be fine. It’s a little tender though.

N: And your shirt’s stained.

Me: Can be washed la.

N: Alright. Suit yourself.

Me: So I guess I’ll see you home?

N: It’s not that late you know…

Me: I’m a gentleman.

N: Yeah. I know. A single one.

Me: Erm.

N: But I’m glad you decided to stand up for yourself.

Me: Yeah. I don’t know why I did that…

N: Hey, take it that you grew some balls.

Me: My balls are fine.

N: Haha. I’m just teasing.

Me: I know.

N: Well, it’s just too bad…

Me: What is?

N: Your right hand is gonna get a good workout from now on…

Me: Huh?

N: No more sex for you.

Me: It’s not that important to me.

N: Really?

Me: I guess…

N: Haha… You are really an enigma you know?

Me: Yeah.

And we continued chatting till it was our turn in the taxi queue and headed
back to Nicole’s house somewhere in Upper Paya Lebar.

We arrived at her place a mere 10 minutes later. It was a modest 2 storey
terrace in one of the side lanes flanking Upper Paya Lebar Road. It was only
around 9pm but her house was dark.

Me: Where’s everyone?

N: Not home?

Me: Oh.

N: Why?

Me: Nah, just wondering. So you’ll be ok by yourself?

N: Of course. Do you want to come in for a drink?

Me: Hmm, it’s ok. It’s getting late and you have school tomorrow.

N: And you don’t. Come in for awhile?

Me: Alright.

She unlocked the gate and I wondered if any dogs with unmatching names would
suddenly run up to me. None came. I do not know why but even though I had
just broken up with Charmaine, I was still thinking of her.

I sat down on a sofa in Nicole’s living room. It was one of those carved
rosewood kinds. I wondered if there was anything more comfortable to sit on.

N: Coffee?

Me: Again? I think I drank enough coffee for one night…

N: Tea?

Me: Not really a tea drinker…

N: How about me?

Me: Huh? What? Erm…

N: You never heard that phrase? Coffee, tea or me?

Me: Yeah, heard it before… But isn’t it a little inappropriate?

N: Maybe. But I’m still waiting for an answer.

Me: Iced water will do. Thanks.

Nicole headed to the kitchen with a mischievous smirk on her face. I
wondered if she was really flirting with me.

She returned with a glass of iced water and some tea for herself.

Me: Tea? Aren’t you afraid you won’t be able to sleep?

N: Not really. If I can’t sleep there’s always that.

She pointed towards me, or rather in my general direction. Not wanting to
assume anything, I looked around and saw a massive liquor cabinet.

N: Oh, by the way, remove your clothes.

My attempt at sharing my experiences… (Part 60)

By EnigmaofSorrow

Now was I in trouble or what?

Here was Charmaine, stark raving mad, for god knows what reason.

Was there anything seriously wrong with having coffee with a classmate? Or
was I seriously expected to wait hand and foot on a girl whose relationship
with me was slowly falling apart?

I mean, come on, it was not as though I was trading saliva with Nicole. Not
that the thought never crossed my mind.

All we were doing was having coffee, chatting about life in general, and
being as platonic as friends could be.

I wondered how Nicole could just sit there doing nothing, enjoying her
cigarette while my soon-to-be ex-girlfriend was stark raving mad and
creating an unnecessary scene at a public place.

Me: We were just talking.

C: TO THIS SLUT? LOOK AT HOW SHE’S DRESSED!!! SHE’S OBVIOUSLY TRYING TO
SEDUCE YOU!

I looked over at Nicole. Perhaps she was a little under-dressed. But
Singapore’s weather in general is relatively humid, and there was really
nothing wrong with what she wore. It was not as if she was wearing a bikini
in public.

Me: Can you keep your voice down? You’re making a scene.

C: FUCKING BASTARD!

I looked around at the rest of the patrons who appeared to be uninterested
in the little drama that was unfolding before their eyes. Nicole simply
stubbed out her stick and lit another.

C: BITCH! SAY SOMETHING!

Nicole smartly kept quiet. Not a very good move in my opinion.

C: YOU ADULTEROUS PAIR!

Me: Hey. Stop it. We aren’t married, much less engaged. Stop making a fuss
over nothing.

C: THEN TELL ME WHY YOU DIDN’T REPLY TO MY SMS!

I pretended to check my phone.

Me: Opps. It’s on silent mode. Now what?

C: YOU SLUTTY CUNT!

Charmaine then did the unimaginable. She turned to Nicole and threw the hot
cup of coffee towards her. I did what I could do as a gentleman.

I pushed Charmaine aside and attempted to intercept the coffee. Nicole froze
again, as she tended to do in dangerous situations.

Nice one. The coffee, while not boiling but still rather hot, hit my on my
neck and flowed down my back. Thank goodness I decided not to wear a
sleeveless t-shirt, otherwise I wonder how badly scalded I would have been.
At least I managed to shield Nicole from most of it, and only a bit of
coffee hit her arm and hand, amusingly extinguishing her cigarette.

Me: ARE YOU MAD?

This time, a few other patrons got up and came over, along with the manager.
A female patron pulled Charmaine to her feet and kept her away from us. A
male patron who identified himself as an off-duty cop came up to me.

Cop: Sir are you ok?

Me: I guess.

Apparently he was trained in first aid as well and he took a look at the
scald.

Cop: It looks pretty red, you might want to see a doctor.

Me: Ok.

Apparently, the female patron with him was also a cop and she was talking to
Charmaine.

Manager: Are you ok? Do you need an ambulance?

Me: I’m fine.

Cop: Do you want to make a report?

Me: No. It’s ok. I don’t want any trouble.

Cop: This can be classified as voluntarily causing hurt.

Me: No, I’m fine really.

The female cop brought Charmaine over.

Female Cop: I just informed her that she’s being a Public Nuisance, and-

Me: She’s not an adult. Let her go.

Cop: Sir, are you sure?

Me: Yes I’m sure.

I did not want any trouble for anyone. Or maybe the coffee somehow entered
my head and scalded my brain, but even at that point of time, I was thinking
that a police case might affect Charmaine’s university studies. I turned to
her.

Me: Let’s break up.

And she started crying, wailing in fact. In public. How embarrassing. While
this was happening, Nicole nonchalantly lit another stick, while wiping her
hand with a napkin.

C: I’M SORRY! DON’T LEAVE ME! I WASN’T THINKING STRAIGHT!

Me: It’s too late. I’ve put up with you for quite awhile. You never
considered my feelings or what I was going through. Everything was you, you,
you.

C: I’M SORRY! IT WON’T HAPPEN AGAIN! I’LL CHANGE!

Me: I’ve made up my mind.

C: IT’S THIS SLUT RIGHT! YOU’RE IN LOVE WITH HER AREN’T YOU!

For the first time, Nicole spoke.

N: Oh get over yourself. If you don’t appreciate a good thing and treasure
it, you are bound to lose it.

C: SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH! I’LL KILL YOU!

The female cop restrained Charmaine as she attempted to lunge at Nicole. I
turned to Nicole.

Me: Let’s go.

We left Starbucks to screams of Charmaine threatening to kill me, Nicole
and herself. Come to think of it now, perhaps I should not have left her in
such circumstances. But what is done is done.

My attempt at sharing my experiences… (Part 59)

By EnigmaofSorrow

After our stick we headed across the bridge to Parkway Parade. The Starbucks
was relatively empty so we decided to go there. At that point of time, I did
not drink coffee at all, but did not have a choice, so I ordered a mocha
frappucino, as advised by Nicole, as it seemed to be the most “un-coffee”
like drink. Now, I’m a coffee addict who cannot start my day without a
kopi-o gao kosong.

As expected, Nicole was curious to know what happened to me in the past few
months. Usually, I am not a person who reveals much of my personal life to
anyone. This time around, somehow I felt that Nicole was someone I could
trust, despite not really knowing her. Her demeanour and friendliness put me
at ease, and soon I found myself telling her everything, including the
intimate details of my relationship with Charmaine, all over my first ever
cup of coffee.

She did not judge either of us, although I could tell she was kind of
shocked when I revealed the darker side of our relationship, especially the
sado-masochism, and unnatural sex. It probably helped that Nicole did not
know Charmaine, and thus would not have any pre-conceptions of her.

However, now Nicole really had a lot of things to blackmail me with if she
chose to.

But so far, almost 10 years on, none of the stuff I confided in her has come
out, except on this forum of course.

While we were chatting, I received a couple of SMSs from Charmaine asking
where I was but I chose not to reply. Nicole noticed this.

N: Girlfriend wondering where you are?

Me: Yeah. Don’t bother about her.

N: I won’t. But perhaps you should?

Me: Erm.

N: She is your girlfriend after all…

I tried to change the topic.

Me: Want another coffee?

She saw right through my plan.

N: Look, I’m in no position to judge, but it seems to me this girl is mad
about you.

Me: Mad is really appropriate.

Nicole slapped my hand.

N: Hey. Be nice.

I took out a cigarette and lit it, Nicole did the same.

N: I hope you are thinking about it.

Me: Huh? Thinking about?

Seriously, at a small corner of my mind, I was having lewd fantasies about
the girl sitting opposite me.

N: Your relationship. School. Your plans for the future.

Me: Hmmm.

N: Well?

Me: I’m thinking!

N: You are at a crossroad in your life. Whichever path you choose there will
be choices, decisions and consequences. Don’t make a decision until you are
sure you can live with the consequences.

Me: That’s profound.

N: Just weigh the options. At least you are still young, and you can learn
from the mistakes you make now so you don’t repeat them.

I really thought about what she said. Just then, my phone beeped again. It
was another SMS from Charmaine.

C: U FUCKING BASTARD!! U SAID U ONLY BUY PROTEIN Y U STILL W HER?? DAT
SLUT!BITCH! I KILL HER!

Me: Oh great.

I looked around to see if there was a psychotic murderer hanging around the
place. True enough, Charmaine was nearby, and walking over to us with a
vengeance.

Me: Shit.

Nicole did not seem perturbed at all. She simply lit another stick.
Charmaine came right up to us. I stood up. She had a cup of coffee in her
hand.

Me: Hi babe, wanna join us?

C: BASTARD! HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME!

Me: Do what?

C: CHEAT ON ME!

Me: I didn’t.

C: THEN WHY ARE YOU WITH THIS SKANKY WHORE?

N: Hey. Watch your language.

C: SHUT YOUR TRAP BITCH!

Me: Charmaine, get a grip on yourself. It’s not what you think.

C: DON’T LIE TO ME!

My attempt at sharing my experiences… (Part 58)

By EnigmaofSorrow

So anyway we went to the LAN shop, Asteroids Cyber, and played a couple
rounds of CS. Somehow, Nicole was a natural at the game, and even managed to
backstab me one round. It even got to the stage where we were on opposing
teams, playing with the other customers in the shop, and I had to screen her
to avoid losing.

She must have been cold, due to the air-conditioning in the shop, as I saw
her raisins poking through the thin material of her top. Try as I may, I
could not totally ignore the sexual thoughts entering my head.

Was I not physically satisfied enough with Charmaine? I really wondered.

She was the one who said she was bored, and technically asked me out. I knew
she wanted to talk to me about something. I guessed it probably had to do
with my inattentiveness and general lethargy in class and what not, and she
was merely being a concerned classmate.

Seriously, we really never talked to each other much before, and I wondered
where this would go.

After two hours of CS, we got bored and decided to leave.

As we left the LAN shop, I walked behind her, admiring the view. I caught a
glimpse of what appeared to be a tattoo on her left lower back, as with
every step she took, the high slit of her halter top moved, allowing me a
quick glance or her bare skin.

Fuck. What was wrong with me? Was I already starting to fantasise about my
classmate?

We headed along the footpath towards the stretch of famous $$$$$ stalls,
Nicole still slightly in front of me.

Suddenly, I felt like I was spiderman, spider senses tingling and all.

Actually it was just an idiot cyclist who was on the footpath, riding as
though he owned it.

Me: Nic, watch out!

She turned and caught sight of the cyclist who expected us to move out of
the way for him. She froze.

Instinctively, I wanted to push the cyclist off the pedestrian footpath, but
doing so would probably kill him as a car might run him over, so I did the
next best thing.

I reached forward and grabbed Nicole towards me, pulling her close. Her soft
boobs smashed against my chest. I tried to fight off any dirty thoughts and
shouted a few choice words at the departing cyclist.

Shaken, we broke off our forced embrace.

N: Thanks.

Me: Don’t mention it.

Nicole appeared slightly flushed, and was walking unsteadily.

Me: Want to get a drink or something?

N: Alright. Where?

Me: How about Parkway? It’s across the road.

N: Yeah I know.

We crossed the overhead bridge and cut through Roxy Square 1 and Roxy Square
2. As we approached the exit to the overhead bridge, Nicole stopped at the
tattoo shop just opposite the exit.

Me: Thinking of getting a tattoo?

N: Already have a few…

Me: Really?

N: Yeah. Want to see?

She turned around and showed me the tattoo on her left lower back. It was a
small tribal design.

Me: You said a few, where’s the rest?

N: Nice try, but you won’t get to see them.

Me: Hmm, they must be on your unmentionables.

N: What a way to put it…

She turned around to face me, raised her hand to her chest and pulled aside
her top and bra-like thingy aside slightly. I inhaled in anticipation.
Suddenly, she stopped.

N: Nope. Not gonna show you…

Damn. She was really flirting with me. Or was she not?

N: Let’s go for a smoke.

And so we headed to the smoking point at the exit, next to the stairs.

Me: So? You think you very big fuck ah?

They came closer. Truthfully, I was a little afraid, having no martial arts background. I could only rely on brute strength to defend myself if we came to blows. And it was three on one.

B2: You wait. I call my friends.

Me: Call la! I call my friends also. 995. See who more powerful.

B1: No need call la. He’s only one person.

B3: Get the fuck out of here. Or else.

Me: Or else what?

B3: You fight us. Or we take your girl.

Now that was something I could not stand. Cowardice. I never expected such behaviour from JC guys, expecting them to be the studious, goody-two-shoes type. Charmaine tugged at my wrist again.

C: Don’t. Let’s just go.

I ignored her. It was not that I was itching for a fight, but these assholes needed to be taught a lesson.

Me: Come on you cowards.

The other girls suddenly seemed to wake up, and Cellulite and Butch went over to Charmaine to see if she was ok. They pulled her aside and spoke to her. Arrogant still seemed unperturbed by the situation, but at least she gave Charmaine some tissues to dry her eyes.

I was at a severe disadvantage, being half-naked, and facing three idiots, one of who was supposedly a karate exponent. I wondered how I was going to win this.

Seriously, it was alcohol and testosterone, and most likely, male ego that dominated the scene.

B3: You’ll fight us one-on-one.

I decided to pretend for awhile that I was my favourite WWE superstar.

Me: Just bring it.

why 995? not 999 meh? LOL

My attempt at sharing my experiences… (Part 57)

By EnigmaofSorrow

I wondered if I should actually entertain the thought of going out with
another girl, especially since I was still with Charmaine. However, I felt a
sense of indebtedness to Nicole as she helped me out in my time of need, no
matter how insignificant it may seem.

My relationship with Charmaine was rocky at best. Maybe I wanted a breath of
fresh air, maybe I did not want to feel restrained.

After dropping my protein powder at home, I messaged Nicole.

Me: Hey, I’m home. Wanna meet?

N: Where?

Me: Do u play LAN?

At that point of time, I never thought that that was a stupid question to
ask a girl, much less how it would be construed.

N: LAN? Wat’s LAN?

Me: Local Area Network. Gaming.

N: Oh. I thot u meant sth else…

Me: Er, wat?

N: Nvm. Wat game r u talking abt?

Me: Counter-strike. U carry a gun and shoot other ppl.

I tried to explain it as simply as I could.

N: K. Meet whr?

Me: U noe whr Katong Shopping Centre is? Meet dere?

N: K. Meet in 1 hr.

Me: Alright. Cya there.

For the first time in a long time, I actually fretted over what to wear. It
was not supposed to be a date, but somehow I felt the need to dress
appropriately. Should I wear a sleeveless top to show off my muscles? Or be
a little bit more decent and cover up? Would I need colonge or would
deodorant suffice? Lame thoughts like these ran through my mind as I decided
on a simple polo tee and berms.

My half-brother Andrew caught me as I was leaving the house.

A: Eh bro, what’s with the perfume?

Me: What? It’s colonge la.

A: New girl right?

Me: No la.

A: Where’s the old one?

Me: Go study la small boy, don’t disturb me.

I made my way to KSC via bus. One of my secondary schoolmates was working
part-time in a LAN shop there, and he usually let me play at a discounted
rate. Too bad he was not working on that day.

Anyway I still met Nicole at the appointed time, and OH MY GOD. I could
barely recognise her.

She was sitting on the railing next to the taxi stand, cigarette in hand.
But what in the world was she wearing? I could not stop staring.

No doubt she did not have a hot body like Tanya, or a toned athletic one
line Shirley, she still looked damn good.

She had let her hair down and was wearing what I know now as a sheer
halter-neck top and denim shorts that seemed non-existent. A far cry from
her below-the-knee skirt and loose blouse of her JC uniform. Her breasts,
while not impressive, were sheathed in something that was not even a bra, or
a bikini top, but some kind of cloth that merely covered the front and was
secured by a string (for curiosity’s sake, anyone know what its called?)

Whatever she was wearing really accentuated her body. Lithe would be an
appropriate term I guess.

I imagined untying the two knots that protected her modesty. But damn, I was
still attached so that thought quickly vanished from my head. She waved me
over.

N: Hi.

Me: Oh my god, you are hot.

N: Yep. I know.

Me: Erm, ok.

Truthfully, Nicole was not hot in a typically hot kind of way, but the way
she exuded the confidence, coupled with her daring dress sense, she was
definitely hot in my book.

N: So where is the LAN?

Me: Inside.

My curiosity as killing me.

Me: So just now when you said you thought I meant something else, what did
you think I meant?

N: What do you mean?

Me: When I asked you if you wanted to play LAN.

N: Oh. That. Haha!

Me: What?

N: It’s funny. You really shouldn’t ask over SMS.

Me: Why?

N: Cos playing LAN sounds wrong. Especially if you don’t explain it.

Me: Meaning?

N: Well, I could have thought you were a sick pervert…

Me: How?

N: You asked me to play with your… LAN… JIAO!

Me: Oh. Opps.

N: Funny right?

Me: Come to think of it, I suppose I could have been clearer…

N: Yeah! Imagine asking a girl you hardly know for sexual favours…

Me: Ya man… How embarrasing.

N: But it’s just like you right?

Me: Huh?

N: You know… The things I”ve heard about you…

Me: What? Those are just rumours!

Damn, my reputation preceded me again.

My attempt at sharing my experiences… (Part 56)

By EnigmaofSorrow

I attempted to avoid Nicole by crossing the road and heading towards the
general direction of Jason’s previous house.

He was not in school that day so I figured I could probably crash there for
awhile. I did not realise that Nicole was following me.

I retrieved my cigarettes from my bag and lit a stick, still unaware of
Nicole’s presence. Then she tapped me. I jumped in shock, dropping my
cigarette in the process.

N: Hey, you are still in uniform.

I searched my brain for a retort but decided against it as I sort of made
her cry a little while ago.

Me: I don’t care.

N: What happened in there?

Me: I got suspended.

N: Wow. Really?

Me: Yeah.

N: You ain’t bothered?

Me: Not really.

N: I see.

Me: Look, I’m sorry about just now.

N: It’s ok. I know you didn’t mean it.

Me: Huh?

N: I’ve been meaning to ask you, is something bothering you?

Me: Huh? Me? No…

N: You’ve been acting differently for awhile…

Me: You noticed?

N: Erm, hello? We have been sitting next to each other since the start of
the year. No doubt you probably never said more than two words to me at
once, but I can still see things you know?

Me: Er…

N: So are you ok?

I picked up the cigarette from the ground. Only half of it was left. I
stubbed it out and took another from my pack. There were none left.

Me: Damn.

N: I have cigarettes. Let’s go to the staircase or something.

Me: Wow. Didn’t know you smoke…

N: It’s not something I publicise.

We proceeded to the staircase and went up to the landing between the 2nd and
3rd floors.

Nicole opened her bag and took out a pack of Virginia Slims.

Me: Haha. That’s a girls’ cigarette.

N: That’s because I’m a girl?

Me: Haha. Ok.

She offered me one and I took it. The cigarette seemed like the company was
cheating it’s customers money. It was so slim that I wondered how much
tobacco was actually in it. I lit it anyway.

Me: You know what we call it right?

N: Yeah… Vagina slime.

Me: Haha! Yeah! You know who’s the “we” I’m referring to right?

N: You and Jason?

Me: Ok, you really are observant…

N: Hello? He’s our classmate.

Me: But I only hang around with him after school.

N: I’m not dense.

Me: I know. You’re Nicole.

N: Oh my god you are lame…

At least I got her laughing.

We finished up the sticks. I decided to head to Tampines to buy protein
powder. Nicole had nothing to do and decided to follow me. On the way there,
we chatted about random things. She did not probe further into my problems.

Not yet anyway.

So we headed to Tampines Mall or was it Century Square’s GNC outlet. I
normally import my protein and mass gainers from overseas but I had
forgotten to do so this time around and had no choice but to purchase
grossly overpriced ones from GNC.

As I was browsing through their pathetic range, I received a SMS from
Charmaine.

C: Whr r u nw?

Me: Tamp, GNC, buy protein. Y?

C: With who?

Me: Classmate lor. Y?

C: Girl or guy?

I was contemplating saying it was a guy but decided against it.

Me: Girl. Y? Jealous ah?

C: No. Nvm.

And that as the last SMS from Charmaine.

So anyway, I had selected my protein and mass gainer from GNC, brought it to
the counter and tried to pay by NETS, my card kept getting declined.

Me: Damn.

N: What’s up?

Me: Not sure.

Cashier: Sir, do you have a credit card or maybe you can go to the ATM?

Me: Ok.

The cashier held my purchase and I went to the ATM to see what was wrong.

Me: Fuck.

N: ?

Me: I don’t have enough cash.

N: How much was your bill?

Me: It’s $210. I only have $190.

N: Oh. Need me to pay for you first?

Me: Huh? No need la. I will buy one less item.

N: It’s ok. I can use my supp card, at the same time can earn points. You
can pay me back when you have the cash.

Me: Serious? Really no need.

N: Really, it’s ok. Take it that you owe me a favour.

Me: Erm, well, ok then.

And we went back to GNC to make payment using Nicole’s credit card.

I want to say I was impressed but in actual fact I was not.

Having met the obscenely rich (Tanya), and the relatively well-to-do
(Charmaine), I suppose meeting another girl who had a supplementary card was
not such a big deal.

It did get me thinking, however, if I had committed such grave wrongs in my
previous life that my current one sucked.

Me: Thanks Nicole.

N: Don’t mention it.

Me: I guess I’ll be on my way then?

N: Do you have anything on?

Me: Not really. What do you want to do?

N: I don’t know. I’m quite bored.

Me: I’ll need to drop this off at home before I go out.

N: What? A big strong guy like you can’t handle a few bottles of powder?

Nicole stroked my right bicep teasingly.

I felt something I had not felt in a long time. Something I did not feel
with Charmaine anymore. I cannot begin to describe the sensation. But it
felt good.

Me: Erm, yeah. I think I’ll drop this off at home first.

N: Ok. Pass me your phone.

I did and she keyed in her contact.

N: Call me when you are ready.