Confessions of a Assistant Wedding Photographer (Part 5)

By fishhunterii

…………. as her juices started to flow, her thighs starts to tense up more and I sensed that she may be reaching an orgasm. I moved faster using my index and middle finger together. Stimulating more of her vagina opening. Leg opening up more, and my penis pressing even harder on my board shorts pushing the threads to the maximum of breaking.

A loud “Ahh, Arg, Ahh, Arrrrrgghhh” followed by heavy breathing. Yvonne finally broke the dam and came. My drenched fingers still teasing her but slowing down allowing her to relax and she curls to the side facing me.
Giving me a big smile and then closed her eyes.

I wanted to get close to her moist lips and kiss her but I refrained. I was afraid this would ruin the working relationship that we are having now.
I just saw down with my hard on still bulging, I need a release with the erotic stimulating still playing back of what happen just moments ago.

Just as Yvonne’s hands were moving towards my bulging area, we heard 2 more jet skis sounds approaching.
It was Christine and Tracy on the water crafts. As they got near, they just tied the machines next to ours. Tracy got down first, she was clad in a one piece blue swimsuit with high cut at the bottom. It shows her long slender legs.
Christine was just behind Tracy and she just put on a pareo wrap around her. Both of them in sunglasses, although I could not see their eyes but I know the direction is looking at my bulge.

“Starting something without us” ….. I just smiled and replied “nothing exciting yet”

“Let’s have some excitement” Tracy said and just grabbed Yvonne’s bikini and ran.
Yvonne got up turned around with one hand swiftly cover her breast as a natural female’s reaction. She just grabbed the beach towel and wrap herself. While she’s doing this I’m just enjoying the bouncing motion of her breast.

With all these commotion, Christine just stood and laughed. Both us watching the other 2 running on the sand and heading into the water.

“You need some cooling off” Christine just sat down beside me and pointing to my bulging direction. “I need some assistance to cool it”
Christine just smirked and said “Yvonne will help you”

Water splashing sounds were in the a faint distance. Yvonne and Tracy are now inside the water and we got signalled to join them.

As i submerged into chest deep water, the 3 ladies was just soaking under the sun near me. Suddenly I felt a pair of hands pulling the strings to my board shorts. a tugging feeling and it sprung free. I felt fingers wrapping around my hard penis. It was like the steam releasing from the pressure cooker. The fingers traced from the tip to the base and back. I felt 2 soft pointy tips poking at my back. I closed my eyes to enjoy this sensation. The hands movement went faster up and down the hard shaft with a hard squeeze when reaching the tip. The feeling is just indescribable. I let out a loud moan, and shot out my load. It floated to the surface, it was a real relief for me.
Christine and Tracy just laughed and said “be prepared, it’s just the first day” …

Two days after Christine’s wedding dinner, I was having high tea with Yvonne, Christine & Tracy. This was an informal interview and offer for me to join into Yvonne’s company and also be a partner in the new division they are going to form with me heading the wedding photography department. A whole new set up to cover a niche part of the business.

I was still in a bit of a daze being offered an opportunity like this big. I have only been an assistant all these while and now being offered to lead.

I asked what happened to my 3 seniors, I knew they were after the position as they told me the next day after the wedding dinner

Tracy started to tell me the whole story:

After the tea ceremony, I told all the bridesmaid what Edwin said about the best man giving up on the shooters. We all disliked his attitude hence we worked out a plan to trick them on the evening dinner.
I cut in and said “wow, you ladies cannot be messed with” “regret now” retorted Yvonne. “I’m up for the challenge” I said.

Tracy continued,
Well the 3 of them now regrets judging it’s book by its cover. We set them up basically. In the morning, when you came into our preparation session, we saw you were doing your job and did not know who we were and trying to be nice to us. Just sincere. Then you were a complete gentleman when you offered to clear the table after breakfast.

Yvone was impressed by your actions. Then when we were upstairs, it was a test when we asked you to take our pictures, we did some overexposure, some down blouses, a bit of teasing.

We were testing you based on integrity and trust as a photographer. Way before we engaged your seniors we already noticed how you were working. So for this wedding shoot of Christine’s wedding you were requested by us actually.
We just wanted to make sure we are making the right decision. A further test was made to you was when Christine changed in front of you.

You passed. We have many niche clients, where moments like this happens and we want to know that the photographer can handle situations like these in the future. Our business does not only evolves the wedding, there are many more. Long term and loyal customers is our strength.

I’m just getting to know them more but I did not dare to ask the relationship between Christine and Yvonne just yet.

“Let’s eat and talk details later” Tracy said.

We got up to the sumptuous food variety on display, from the array of the cold dishes, to the hot food and the colourful arrangements of desserts.

While eating more details of what transpired during the wedding dinner reception. The tricks played on the 3 seniors for being cocky and trying too hard to get to the good side of Yvonne. Even giving out personal name cards to VIP’s guest for personal gains.
In short, all the unwritten rules & ethics in wedding photography they broke.
I took up the offer, being part of the company and also being partner in one of the new setup.
After my signature was inked on the white paper, they told me that they changed their plans to Bali but have now chartered a boat and invited me to be on it.
“Let’s go shopping after this” quipped Christine.

All 4 of us walking along Orchard road, the ladies were getting their specific outfits for the trip. Designer swimwear they were all choosing. It does not come cheap.

A pair of bikini is more than $300. For a few pieces of cloth sewn together. It was my first encounter stepping into the world of the wealthy.

Among them they picked 15 items of swim wear and beach wear. I can’t bear to see how obscene the figure is when paying.

”here is your card Miss Christine” the store manager returning her Black Centurion American Express card. Not many can achieve status of carrying this card. The total amount was more than my 1 months pay.

Off they went to another boutique to pick out some more apparels.
Yvonne chose a flower summer dress, she asked me does it look nice on her. I said “Put it on to try it” She disappeared into the changing room while the 3 of us waited for her to parade to us

Yvonne came out from the room with the summer dress, it has big arm holes on the side and I could see the sides of her breast………

Confessions of a Assistant Wedding Photographer (Part 4)

By fishhunterii

…………….. I closed my eyes and rubbed it. Opened my eyes I saw Yvonne in her gold bikini. Posing right in front of my door, “hey you are up early”

“yes, going through the pictures of last night’s party. Don’t want to be caught with any embarrassing pictures.” I said.

“Come on, get changed. Let’s race on the jet skis”

“Where are we now?” I asked.

“ We are stopping in Langkawi for the day”

“errrr, do yo mind” I said as I wanted to change into my boarding shorts.

“It’s not that you have not seen us all naked and we’ve seen you a well.” Yvonne smiled.

“I give up” and I changed while she looked on.

Over the period of the last week or so after their wedding dinner, the girls initially planned a holiday in Bali island but instead Christine charted a yacht MV Asean Lady.

Walking down with Yvonne on the grand staircase to the main deck. We went past the living area then the dining room. A huge rectangle formal dining table that seats 20, and opening the huge deck door. The sea breeze blowing into my face and I could see Yvonne’s wavy hair dancing with the sea breeze.

4 jet-skis was lifted from the top deck into the water. “Who is going? “
“Just the 2 of us”

Langkawi, a cluster of 104 island sits beautifully in the Andaman sea. I was standing at the lower platform close to the water enjoying the view as the sun rised not too long ago, constant sea breeze.

Watching Yvonne’s hair dancing with the wind and clad in her sexy gold bikini made me stir between my legs.

The yacht is anchored close to Pulau Kukus with Pulau Dayang Bunting behind us. Pulau Dayang Bunting translated lake of pregnant maiden, from far you will see a pregnant lady look alike as the island is formed. Langkawi the islands of legends.

Local folks often said when couples are trying hard to conceive, have a bath in the lake and one will be able to get a child.

I was just standing thinking to myself is it all a dream? from my last actual day shoot of Christine, how did I end up here on a private charter yacht with 8 beautiful ladies.

Yvonne just nudged me, “hey stop day dreaming and start riding”

“Ladies first” I said helping her to mount onto the Sea-Doo watercraft. After she climbed on, a perfect view of her perky butt, she bends forward. her gold bikini bottom stretches and a camel toe came into sight.
She knew I was watching and teased me with spreading her legs wider before she sat down.

The sight of her spreading her legs and the camel toe, had my penis hard again. It was uncomfortable sitting down on the jet-ski.

Both watercraft sped off on the calm sea, the two sea-doo craft just cuts the water like a hot knife going through butter. We raced for 15 mins, my thighs are getting cramp. Going on full speed on this craft is not simple.
Yvonne notice I’m getting sore and she signalled me to follow her.

We navigated through a few small islands and ended up on a secluded beach.
Both the watercraft is securely tied and from the dry storage we took out our beach towels, sunscreen. I lay the beach towels next to each other. I just sat down and Yvonne lay down on her front.
I was massaging my thighs and Yvonne passed me the sunscreen oil for me to apply on her back.

She un-tie her bikini top, as the strings got loose my eyes followed the strings falling onto the towel and the bikini cup exposed the side of her breast.

I squeezed out ample sunscreen oil on my hands, i started from her shoulders. The moment my hands touched her shoulders she let out a “mmmmmmm”

My hands worked in rhythm from my experiences visiting spas and reading a lot on massages. (it does come in handy)

She was relaxed as I applied the sunscreen. As I kneel to the side of her body, my fingers touched the side of her breast, she just moved a little for my ease to apply the sunscreen. I dared not touch too much of her breast after all she is now my new boss and partner.
She pulled my hands and continue to rub her breast, it was sensual and indeed she was teasing me as well.

My right hand is now kneading her breast, she grabbed my left hand to her other breast.
No need for more hints, both my hands work in unison like the synchronise swimmers performing so gracefully, so is my thumb and index finger rolling on her nipples making her hard.

She let out a long moan……………… “mmmmmmmm, I like your hands” ….

My penis now has sprung into action of twitching in my board shorts. Slowly I slowed down the breast massage and using my fingers just let it run along the sides of her breast going towards her spine and tracing it down to her top of her bikini bottom.
I let my finger linger there a few moments, teasing making her want more. Activating her senses, I drew a few imaginary circles at the bottom point where the spine meets the buttocks.

Her approval of what I’m doing is acknowledge by a series of soft moans. Slowly I untie the 2 knots on the side of the bikini bottom.

This has to be down slowly and delicately just like a thief listening on the dial of a safe. making sure to listen in on the correct combination before hitting the final click of the jackpot.
With the final pull, extending my hands the knots came apart.
The blood rushing to my penis making it so hard making me really uncomfortable.
It’s just screaming to be let free!

My hands slowly remove the bikini bottom, having the sunscreen lotion on my palms I slowly rubbed on the cheeks of Yvonne’s buttocks. Working my hands in a perfect circle as the hands motion getting slower becoming more sensual. With a bit more teasing where the fingers slide along the crack of the buttocks like a credit card being swiped effortlessly through it’s machine.

I continue to apply the sunscreen on the thigh and hands moving in a rhythmic flow going into her inner thigh. Fingers running very close to her neatly trimmed pubic hairs. A bit more teasing from me, taking patience and well stimulations will always pays off.

Yvonne’s legs are spreading apart more the moment my fingers gets closer to her inner thighs. Her body starts to tense up and sounds of moans starts to escape from her lips.
My fingers makes the first contact with her outer lips of her vagina.
It was moist, as my index finger circles more her facial expression changed to a more relaxed but enduring a pain look added with a loud moan.
The teasing worked, she grabbed my hands to apply more pressure on her, she is stimulated and getting wet.
My finger moving in a faster circular motion ………………………

Confessions of a Assistant Wedding Photographer (Part 3)

By fishhunterii

09.15 Friends, families & relatives all started to flow into the bungalow, the 3 seniors started to do their work getting pictures and putting up a show being friendly to guest, being extra helpful. Their last resort to impress Yvonne I guess.

Edwin, Darwin & Stan, they have forgotten to be nice to the other bridesmaid, the consequences they will find out later tonight.

09.16 With the nipple tape, put safely into my newswear camera vest.

I looked at my watch, and let Christine know that in 15 mins, the entourage will be arriving and most likely entering the room just before 10.00am

She just looked emotionless. I said ‘Be Happy, this is a big day in your life’

She just smiled
She started to ask me ‘Joe, do you think I made the right decision’
In my mind ‘shit, not another bride asking me this question again! I have been in so many brides room alone with them and I get numerous time this question, what do they expect me to tell them? I have only known them for less than 5 hours and I can forecast their future?’

Being polite and politically correct not to get into any misunderstandings I replied “I think i should consider taking up fortune telling course, that way I get to earn more with my current job”
It made her laugh. phew lucky escape I thought.

Yes, my name is Joe. Your average Joe. I’m neither good looking or have a well toned and tanned body. Basically 5’ 9”, nearly 95kgs with a tummy. Unlike the 3 stooges who join the exclusive gym memberships, get their body toned up for the girls. Thinking that girls will adore them like gods.
The only advantage I have, I look like a very huggable teddy bear as mentioned by a lot of the brides or girls that I hang out with.
They always say I’m a good listener and after they spill all the beans, i’m a good hug.

Christine just said, “Joe can I hug you for 5 mins, I’m realy confused now. I need a teddy bear to hug and you look like one fluffy one now”

“Many have said this to me, Maybe one day I’ll have this service offered – live teddy bear, listens and readily huggable, hourly charges…. eh eh forget it, makes me kind of like a gigalo…”

This statement made her laugh non-stop. I took out my camera vest and opened my arms for her.

She came and hugged me tight, I could feel her breast pressing on my chest while her head is on my shoulder. The smell of her perfume is mesmerising, I think I’m getting charmed and fall into a spell.

Luckily under gown has a ken ken, else she would have felt my big bulge under my pants.

The rest of the bridesmaid were just standing having a live show of Larry, Curly & Moe, the 3 stooges. They were seeing how they were acting up begin courteous to the family members, acting friendly when Yvonne was not even bother about them.

Whispers amongst the bridesmaid together with Yvonne on playing a trick on them 3. Yvonne had to agree and front it as a legitimate test for them to qualify into her company.
“Game on, well talk after lunch”

9.21 with my uncomfortable erection being trapped in my underwear but nice soft cushion on my chest, I would like to hold her the entire day.

I said, “times up, another minute more I start charging”
She lifted her head, I saw a tear in her eyes, it smudged a bit of her mascara. Amateur makeup artist, on actual day you use waterproof ones!

I told Christine about her smudged mascara, she ran immediately to her dressing table. She looked concerned, I told her not to worry.
I took her mascara on her table, took some cotton buds and worked on her eyes.
She was surprised that I’m doing it. “Are you sure you know what you are doing?”

“Don’t worry, I’m a certified makeup artist. Just that I don’t do bridal makeup as a career”

She was just surprised that a guy knows how to makeup. “I will need to tell about your talents to Yvonne”
I said “Please don’t, I do not wish to be bragging that I have so many talents”
“What other talents do you have? “

“The other one is just a hobby of mine, I’m a scuba diving Instructor”

“Wow, you are multi-talented” Christine said.
“I just did it out of passion of the sport last time”

“I know exactly what I need for my holidays, let me discuss with my group after lunch. We are all planning a all girls trip to Phuket after my wedding. My husband is too busy with a project and our honeymoon is postponed till later”

“All done” I said. She looked into the mirror “Great work”
“Don’t mentioned it, I know it comes in handy”

09.30 The Groom’s entourage arrives, with all the super cars in convoy, the Bridal car of the day is a Porche Panamera as I peeked out the window.
“Get ready, they are here”

The 3 seniors positioned themselves to get the best angles, the bridesmaid on standby with the gate locked and the games neatly laid out.

The groom got out of the cars with all his best man, walked up to the bridesmaid. Battle of the Titans begins.

09.32 “Where would you like to sit when your husband comes in?”
Christine just got up, gave me a peck on the cheeks, let her veil down and sat on the edge of the bed.
“Take some more pictures of me now in this pose” I started clicking away and she started pulling up her gown teasing my lens again.

Low angle shooting upwards, I’m positioned on the floor taking shots of her white heels, going higher seeing her white stockings up to the top lace. Her legs is just endless. She opened up her thigh and peeking into her white lace panty with a slight dark patch. My penis started like clock work again going up by the seconds. It was such a sexy sight and I’m capturing it on memory card……….

07.00 loading my memory card to my Macbook pro viewing of last night’s party. I can only remember vaguely like it was yesterday when I was shooting in Christine’s actual day. It has been a week already and this week has been a big roller coaster of my life.

I’m in my cabin, trying to be sober and check the shots I took of them drinking. I’m on the ASEAN Lady, one of Asia’s uniquely built vessel. Normally berth at Raffles Marina, a 85meters motor yacht. With a cabin area of 1,800 square meters combined, 5 decks.
It has 1 suite and 2 junior suites with 3 deluxe cabins.
This is the other side of the rich and famous and I get to tag along on this trip.

The rocking motion of the boat is not helping with a slight hangover.
I got my taste of the shooter – butterscotch snaps with baileys.

09.35 “Drink up , Drink up Drink up “ there were lots of cheering and clapping going on. The battle of the Titans began with a neatly arranged row of shooter glass total of 8 glasses.
A representative from the groom’s team was already pre-warned that the candidate must be a good drinker and high alcohol tolerant.
He is instructed to drink all 8 shooters in one go and in 5 minutes after he’s not high, the groom team get’s to pick any bridesmaid to be the date for the evening.

Edwin having his 70-200mm lens aimed at the shot glasses then while waiting, he whispered to Stan “The 8 shooters small matter if it was me” unfortunately for him his whisper was overheard by Tracy.
The first glass downed, more cheers and claps followed by the second and the third.
He slowed down to pick up the 4th glass….. reluctantly he just gulped down the 4th & 5th… more cheers from the bridesmaid team.
Not many knew how deadly this mix can be, when one first drinks it, it’s very smooth, no burning sensation, very sweet and very little by propotion.
After the 4th or 5th, that’s when the effect starts immediately.

All cheering “2 more, 2 more….” then he gave up. he knew if he were to take the last 2 glasses it would have been embarrassing for him for the rest of his life being used as a joke. He rather call it quits. His team of best man are from financial investment background. They know when to stop and calculate risks.

Edwin just blurted out “sissy” and it was also heard by Tracy. The 3 stooges continued to cover the games.

09.48 “Christine, get ready. My colleague texted me, the entourage is on their way up. “ I said.
“Thanks, hope i made the right decision” I replied “Trust your heart”
(That last statement is what got me into where I am in the next week or so.)

I quickly got my camera’s ready, one fitted with a wide angle another with a fisheye.

Big commotion outside the door, I guess this is the last Titan battle, as we all know both sides will claim as winners. That the best results. In the end I found out the boys bought their way through and coughed up a total of $10,000 in angpow monies. I bet the bridesmaid would not give them too much of a hard time.

The secret knock for opening of the room door. Christine adjusted her gown, and the door burst opened. I started firing my 2 cameras thinking that the 3 seniors will be coming in to cover the most important scenes.

The groom is getting closer to the bride, I’m still clicking continuously and no sign of my seniors. Well I have to cover this important moment. Quickly I took out my flash from my pouch attached to my main cam.

The groom came closer to Christine, kneeling down opened her veil, the room was silent only filled with the camera shutter sound firing continuously. My lens just followed the groom’s movement, opening the ring from the box, taking it out. I saw one of the biggest clear piece of transparent rock and it shined very time my flash fired.
He put the ring into Christine’s fingers, fit her amazingly.

I’m getting to my position where both will seal their lips, exchanging some lipstick to the groom’s pair of lips.

My final position ready for them to lock lips , so were the many friends and relatives in the room with their camera and flashes.

‘Click+flash, click+flash, click+flash’ it was blinding my eyes ………………….

Confessions of a Assistant Wedding Photographer (Part 2)

By fishhunterii

I started snapping away candids and the standard posing shots. This group of girls are all very open minded, some would bend down, sit hugging each other, just like school kids. There were lots of downblouse and zg shots. I will need to delete them I thought but as I was about to review my shots, Yvonne was next to me, she just said ‘don’t worry about those shots, Keep them and send it to us only! I said ‘as you wish’

All eight of them had great figure and their dresses were tailored made so it hugged them beautifully. With all the shots made on each of them I notice all had nice breast shapes and a few of them were not wearing a bra but just a nipple tape.

Time for Christine to change into her gown, The bridesmaid started to exit the room, going back down to final prepare their concoction of food n drinks. Yvonne stayed back and i was told to capture some shots of Christine moments.

The room door was closed and locked, I started doing my work, getting the angles that would make a memorable moment, I was being supervised by Yvonne and she said she wanted to see me work personally.

With Christine’s back facing me, she just let her white slip fall to the ground. I could see her white laced panties and she was facing the mirror putting on a nipple sticker. I was in view of her full front in the reflection of the mirror.

I decided against taking anymore shots but was nudged by Yvonne, keep going. These will be the sensual series for my portfolio and for Christine. ‘This is a first for me, my hands were a bit trembling, face blushing as I have not done these kind of shoot on an actual day before. Both ladies noticed my face turned red and smiled.

Christine, she is tall around 5’ 8” , with long legs that never ends, Her rounded breast now in full view was a heavy C cup. She was sitting down putting on her white stockings, teasing me in front of the camera. The sight was just erotic, she extended her leg straight opening her thighs, and the white panties in view. I could see a small patch of dark pubic hair, and she went on to put on the other leg.

She put on her white heels, white stocking on a pair of never ending legs and topping it off with a white lace panties. A sight that will etched in my mind.
She teased the lens more with stretching of her legs, then she stood up turned around. The beauty, the hourglass figure clad only in a white lace panties and stockings. She put on her gown with the help of Yvonne, it fit her like the gloves that fit into our hands. It was just a beautiful sight and knowingly what she is wearing underneath have that etched in my mind.

took a few more of her in her gown, time check 08:45 still early, Yvonne suggested to call Christine’s parents to put on the veil earlier. Yvonne left the room to notify them.
Christine just asked me why am I that shy, I told her honestly that I have not shot anything like this before, the bride being so open and sensual. It was sexy. She just said she is open minded and she had the body to flaunt it.

The parents of the bride came in, had their shots done, also with bridesmaid together. All the pictures completed ahad of schedule. Makeup artist came up to do her final touch up and finishing.

Meanwhile downstairs my seniors came to know of Yvonne’s presence and she’s out looking to set up a new division within her own company to offer a one stop experience for her customers. They were trying to get close to her as her advertised offer was the best in the industry. I did not know any of this until after the wedding.
They were all excited to know that she in this wedding as a bridesmaid thus all 3 scheming to get into her good books and hopefully jump ship.

09:00 on the dot, the makeup artist completed her final touches and packing up her cosmetics and tools. I was just reviewing my pictures of Christine before she put on her gown. She came over my shoulder and peeped at my camera. “Very sensual” she said. I got shocked and blushed, shyly I said to her, ‘I’m just capturing moments of your memory’
‘Nicely taken, I wold love to have more. I will contact you for more sensual pictures after the wedding is completed. I was just speechless.

I should have said something but nothing came out from my mouth. I stood there as though time have stopped except my little bro kept rising like the seconds hand on the clock. I try to hide away my bulging pants and not to give an impression that I’m a pervert. Reputation is very important in this line although I’m still low in the ranks.

Sound of a teaspoon rattling in a cup came from Christine’s dressing table, it startled me. I turn to see what it is, the ringtone from her iPhone! It’s he husband calling to let her know that they are on their way. Christine put down her phone and said ‘right, we have exactly 30 mins, entertain me’
…………………… open mouth me, became tongue tied and no words came out of my mouth. I was talking gibberish, just like stepping out from the dentist when they give the anthestic in the mouth.

I ….. I ….. I …… dahgt on’t kn wahy ow hoooow to to to …………………………

Yvonne and the rest of the bridesmaid were final checking they got all the times needed for the games. She asked Tracy, ‘what do you think of the photographer?’
‘who? The 3 stooges?’
All cracked up laughing. ‘I mean the one that took our photos upstairs’
Tracy replied ‘ahhh, that one. He’s kind of cute and innocent, let’s tease him more tonight’
The girls were well prepared in the games department, nothing you see in the SOP styles I have shot.

1. Shooters – Butterskotch snaps with Baileys 7 shooter glass filled.
(This is a deadly mix, 6 and you’ll be totally out as i’ve learn later)
2. A chicken clear soup, taste kind of sweet but the moment you see the
ingredients is not for the faint hearted or weak stomach.
3. A block of ice where the ring is encased in the centre, only a rubber mallet and a knife is allowed to be used when breaking the ice. The catch, break open in as little pieces of ice as possible, each broken piece is fined at $50
4. Big playing cards were customed made half body length where the groom and best man wears over their head and holes for their hands. (The girls knew this would embarrass the boys due to their upbringing and being yuppies. Imagins their pictures being shown in the dinner reception of over a thousand guests.
5 The finale, nothing. The girls would actually open the gates and let them in all the way up (playing reverse physiology on the boys)

The 3 stooges spotted Yvonne, trying to apple polish to her unfortunately Edwin mistook her for a delivery girl earlier in the morning. I guess when she snapped back at Edwin, just do your job as your client, my best friend hired you 3 for,
I wished i could have seen his face, it was like a concrete wall slammed into it on a high speed train.

………………………….All my muscle tensed up, trying to relax, Christine came up next to me, held my hand and brought me to sit down on the bed. ‘Relax’ she said.

Just be yourself and capture some of the best moments of me waiting for this to be over.

I composed myself and went on the floor, told her that I will be taking some low angle shots to get a different perspective she may like. She started posing and me clicking away with the flash bursting non-stop.

I was lying on my back, facing her front directly, Christine missed her step and she fell onto me. Immediatley I held up my camera, as a natural reaction in case she breaks it coushioning her fall. Fortunate or unfortunate, the fell just short of her lip meeting my lips. Quickly I try to assist her to stand up, she just held me there, looked me in the eyes and winked.

She got up, I asked if she was alright, ‘fine, nothing broken but i think my nipple tape came off, would you mind to get me one more on the top drawer of the dressing table. I’m not sure if she deliberate or she was in a rush to fix the nipple tape. I opened the top drawer, there was a silicone dildo & a travel vibrator. I pretended I did not see it and took the nipple tape, passed it to her.

She asked me to assist her to untie her back of the gown so that she can reach into her nipple to put on the new one. My hands started trembling again, then I suggested to her I’ll call Yvonne up to help. She just bluntly say, ‘if you call her up I will yell molest. I want you to help me now. ‘
No choice but to obey, loosen the how at the top of the buttock area the front became slightly loose. She reached in with her right hand, took out the dislodged tape and asked me to hold it.
It was warm and the tape is indented with the shape of her nipple. I’m going to keep the sticker for memory sake without her knowing it.

She was replacing the new nipple tape and then she asks me “Do you like seeing my breast?” before I could reply, “I heard many clicking sounds when my slip fell to the floor”
“What do you think?, my husband does not like it, he says is too big for him” In my heart I was thinking WTF! too big!!…. geeez the guy must be an oddball.

Only later I came to know this was a marriage of convenience amongst the rich in the corporate world.

Confessions of a Assistant Wedding Photographer (Part 1)

By fishhunterii

Weddings is a flourishing business if you target the clientele well. Service, reliability, reference and of course a good portfolio.

I started going into wedding photography 5 years ago with no knowledge of the industry and prior experience in only portraiture photography.

Armed with the equipments only – I became an assistant wedding photographer. I followed a senior where on wedding days I would get only to shoot behind the scenes, stayed in corners out of the ways of the seniors.
I’m always instructed to stay in the bride’s room when all the fun and actions are all outside where the bridesmaid played games and tricks to the groom and best men.

It’s really boring staying inside the room alone for at least 30 – 45 mins. how many more shots do I want to take of the bride waiting for the groom to sweep her off her feet when he enters the room.

It’s always an awkward silence after the initial 5-10 mins being locked inside. In certain jobs the bridemaids will be in the room. Most jobs is always me alone with the bride.

Fast forward 12 months, still maintaining as assistant title, seniors were never helpful to advance my career as being promoted will be another competition to them. Hence I was never recommended although I have built up the skills and equipment along the way.
I could go my own way instead of staying with a bridal house but the numbers of wedding couple is ever increasing.

It was peak season, I was yet again assigned to be with the bride again. This time it was a wealthy family and we had 3 seniors plus me in this assignment.

We arrived, it was a huge bungalow with a spacious garden. 6am and trying to keep my eyes open and be enthusiastic. Even worst when you have 3 seniors attached to this job. Consolation , less work for me when I hand in my pictures.

6.15am – we were being briefed by the family followed by the wedding planners.

Standard schedule for the morning:

06.30 – makeup begins
08.15 – Wedding dress
08.30 – Breakfast with family
09.00 – Veil attachment with parents
Final makeup
09.30 – Groom Arrival
09.35 – Games
10.00 – Family photo
10.15 – Tea Ceremony
11.00 – Depart to Groom’s Residence

Looking at the schedules are all about the same, hence knowing I will be shooting less, I just started to take pictures of their settings, wall ornaments, bride’s favorite toys, room settings. Anything that will create a memory for the family that signifies their home.

This assignment I was not even called to take the groom when he arrives. I just being assigned to finish the behind the scenes, some activities shots and then stay int he room with the bride.

Damn, all the best shots will be missing in my memory cards. Anyways, the bridesmaids started arriving one after another.

They were ushered to a room where their dresses hung beautifully in pink to change.
All in their baby doll dress designs with a light pink ribbon tied on the waist. All 8 of them were just beautiful. Never have I been to any assignments all were beautiful. My camera started sniping them the moment the lens is pointed to any of their directions.

The seniors were all rubbing shoulders with the parents in hope to get a bigger angpow later. A few of the bridesmaid saw that I was busy shooting their action of preparing the games, asked me to shoot more of them since the seniors were all not around.

We chatted, and exchange our pleasantries. I have a bad memory with names, hence I had to write them all down. 2 of them saw what I was doing and Yvonne, just came up to me took my pen and paper wrote down all their name and numbers. She said best for you to remember our names and here is our numbers as well. We like our photographs to be emailed to us. Give us all a call after the weddings. Wow strike mini jackpot liao.

They posed for me to capture their moments, and went on to joke a bit. One of the seniors walked past and saw that I was there, asked me to leave and he wanted to capture their moments. Yvonne, the leader of the bridesmaid snapped at Edwin, what do you think you are doing. Your colleague here is capturing our moments and you do not know what was done. I do not hope that our photo sequence is out of sync. I got a sharp look in the eyes by Edwin, he left unwillingly.

Yvonne, then related to me that when she first walked in this morning, she was not dressed yet, she was just in her T-shirt and jeans when she saw Edwin, he looked away snobbishly thinking I was just a flower delivery girl.

Then I overheard your briefing and after that your duties. Looks like you are being bullied. I’ve seen you work before in a few weddings, I noticed you are always being sidelined. Call me after the wedding, I have some offers to make to you.

Yvonne, is about 5’7’ with an hourglass body at least a B+ cup at first glance with long wavy hair. A typical runway model look. I’m guessing she’s mid twenties. I notice a lot of details as with my current work I take details work of the wedding couples.

This sharpen my eyes like an eagle. By adding all details of a person or the house, It gives me a close enough conclusion of the family or the person.

She said, make sure I capture more beautiful moments of Christine – the bride of the day.

Time check is only 07.30,
I have all my shots that is needed and wait for my time to be locked in the room with the bride. The bridesmaid group then invited me to their breakfast. This bungalow had so many rooms for different functions.

We were in one of the entertainment room, The 60” TV was playing ‘The wedding crashers’ movie. Ironic that I mentioned will there be anyone daring enough to do it today?

All the eyes looked at me and smiled, ‘not going to happen’. Christine is our best sister since school. I gather more intel as they tell me more.

Yvonne’s the best wedding planner in the industry, have you not heard Touching Memories Wedding & Party planners. My mouth just opened. This is the creme of the creme of all wedding planners and I was told the lady boss is a bitch to work with.
My limited time with Yvonne tells me otherwise.

Anyways, was joking and chatting with the group to develop a better PR and hopefully get my big break.

Breakfast was finished, I stood up started to clear their cups and plates for the ladies. All commented what a gentleman. Doing this was a norm to me, I said it’s fine.

08.00,

All the bridesmaid went up to the room, asked me together with them for a pre-group photos. As we move up the big staircase, looking at all the baby doll dress sashaying left and right, what a sight. It was a short baby doll dress, hence me being the last to go up had a great view of their legs and with my camera in hand, I just did some candid shots for them. Little did I know some shots came out having a little peek-a-boo upskirt pictures.

Upon reaching the top of the stairs, was a big living area, straight ahead lead to long corridor with lots of doors along it.

Christine’s room was at the end of the corridor, all the girls burst into her room, with my in tow trying to capture any candid moments available. Christine was just beautiful when I walked in seeing her porcelain face with minimal makeup and a nice Audrey Hepburn hairdo. As I walked in further into the room, I noticed Christine is only in her slip as she was going to be changing into her wedding dress soon.

I immediately excused myself not wanting to create any commotion or embarrassment on this big day. She was after all just in a white slip with lace at the breast area. Her nipples were pointy due to the air conditioned room I guess.

I was going to make an about turn to exit the room, when Yvonne and Christine called out to me ‘Where are you going?’
I replied, I heading out for you to get changed and I think I may not be convenient to be here now that you are not dressed yet.

They all replied in unison, we want our pictures taken now. Christine said ‘it’s ok’ I know you will not do anything as referrals from other brides gave good complements about you.

“Wow, I did not know assistant photographers get compliments amongst the brides of my previous assignments”.

My love from the star vista (Part 98)

By ilikeoldchangke

Mr Koh ; It’s ok…. Have a good rest.

Never a day went by without me asking myself the question Stephanie asked me over and over again.

James : how much of these…. Do I believe.

Stephanie disappeared from social media after her wedding. I never saw her again.

Few months later, I was at Tampines round market for breakfast during a weekday morning with my parents.

I saw this familiar figure.

This man with 1 arm.

It was Muthu.

He was with his wife and son.

I watch him carry 2 bowls of noodles over to the table as I approached him and said hi.

He was surprised but he returned my greeting and asked me how was I doing. He also introduced his wife and son to me.

Muthu : Give me a minute…

He set down the 2 bowls and went back to the counter for the 3rd bowl.

His wife went on to order drinks, leaving me with his son who looked to be about in his early teens.

As he arranged the utensils for his parents, I bent down as asked the boy.

James : Bro…. can I ask… how did your father lose his arm ?

He looked at me for a while before he replied, no doubt thinking it was weird someone would ask him that.

Son : Crushed by a car….

I smiled and stood up as I thanked him.

I did not expect him to continue as I locked eyes with Muthu who approached with the last bowl of noodle.

Son : ….during a gangfight….. before I was born… My father was the first police officer on the scene….

A breathless gasp left my mouth as Muthu set his last bowl of noodle on the table.

Muthu : James…. You don’t belong…. With those people… let it go…

My eyes searched for something to focus on but I couldn’t.

I turned and walked away.

I tendered my resignation to Mr Koh within a week.

 

July 2013

I walked into the same café in the star vista.

I went to the same seat where I first met Stephanie and I sat down, opposite this woman who would be my new employer.

James : I found her….

I passed along a computer print out of a small hotel address in Langkawi together with a photo of Cheryl and Jacklyn taken from social media.

She put down her phone, crossed her legs and folder her arms, allowing her heel to dangle a little off her feet.

She stood up and gestured for me to follow her.

Linking her arms with me, she added with a smirk smile.

Ruhui : What are we waiting for ?

 

The end ……………………………

My love from the star vista (Part 97)

By ilikeoldchangke

Marcus : Ask yourself James… have you…. For a single moment… doubted anything Stephanie told you ?

I was frozen where I stood.

I could not move.

Marcus : Stephanie is always right….everyone else is wrong… why ? …. She’s the female lead… you’re the male hero ? Don’t be childish James…

I don’t know why but a drop of tear rolled down my eye.

As if what I heard so far was not shocking enough, Marcus pointed to Muthu.

Marcus : How did he lost his arm ? heroic gangfight ? or is it some self sacrificial act he did when trying to save someone ? tell me…I lost track of the number of variations.

I looked at Muthu who listened on with no expressions.

Marcus : It was Stephanie…

I found out that Stephanie drove into Muthu when she tried to take the family car out for a spin after completing 3 practical lessons.

Marcus ; Has it ever occurred to you to ask ?? or you just took what she said at face value…

James : This cannot be true…

Marcus raised his voice for the first time.

Marcus : The Manipulation!..……runs in the family…. In our blood….

I felt really sick and I wanted to leave the room.

Turning to Amelia I shot her questions, hoping to poke holes into what they just said, clinging onto a sliver of hope all these are not true.

James : Why did you offer to help us in Hong Kong ? ….If Stephanie was the person you paint her out to be, why are you acting all so grandmotherly and all….there was no reason for all those….

Amelia : I have not seen my granddaughter for many years…but I know her…she would not be there without a reason.

Amelia said the first thing she did was to call Marcus, even before she got back home from the market.

Amelia : I did what I did to bring her back home….that was the only reason..

James: The lunch…the fake messages…. Macau…. Ruhui…. Matthew… you knew … you knew…

Amelia did a simple wave of her hands and nodded her hear.

Amelia : Ruhui knew we were all there to bring Stephanie back….. Matthew doesn’t…. it was all a charade…

I went over to Stephanie and grabbed her by her arms, pulling her to her feet. Rex tried to stop me but this time round Marcus waved him off.

James : Stephanie !!! Stephanie !!.. tell me none of these are true…. These are all lies…. They’re trying to fuck with my mind…. !!! tell me !!! please !!!

My heart felt like it was on fire as Stephanie just sobbed and sank to her knees.

I staggered a few steps backwards and hit onto the door of the study.

James : NO!!!.. NO!!>.. Matthew has married before.. I have his wedding video… we went to great length to get it…!!

Marcus : I know… I know he’s married but we did not know of the video…. Ruhui did not even tell us about it…. She kept that card close to her chest…

The fact that Victor was also another wild card in the game was made known to me.

They did not expect Victor to go to that length with Ruhui in order to save Stephanie.

Marcus : Victor… is a good kid….but he’s saving the wrong soul… Ruhui came to us about what Victor did….. we paid her off to keep quiet…

I collapsed onto the ground and I looked at Stephanie who did not even dare to lift up her head. She just cried in the room.

James : What…. What about Victor’s mum….

Marcus : We brought her back…. Because we knew Victor would bring her out again…. And we needed the time to get things over and done with.

The room descended into an awkward silence.

Amelia passed me the money and Mr Koh asked me to take a month off.

Mr Koh ; I’m sorry James…. I never expected things to turn out this way….it was unintentional….

My mind was in a daze. I don’t know what is going on anymore.

I have this heavy feeling in my chest that was so suffocating that I felt like I was dying.

As I staggered upstairs to retrieve my belonging, Stephanie was carried up by Rex and Muthu.

She was left on the bed as she screamed and cried into her pillow.

Stephanie did not even look at me as I took my stuff and stood at the door.

I watched her hammered into her pillow several times as Rex closed the heavy door with a hollow thud, locking her in the room.

Muthu saw me out and Mr Koh sent me back.

I did not speak a single word throughout the journey.

I wanted to call Victor… I wanted to call TJ but in the end, I did nothing…

Nothing.

For the first time since I entered adulthood, I drank myself to sleep.

 

27th Feburary 2013

Wednesday.

The envelope still sat on my table. I counted. There was close to 17 thousand in 50 and 10 dollar bills. Why that amount, I don’t know.

Don’t ask me..

I don’t know anything anymore.

Victor and TJ tried calling me no less than 20 times that day.

I did not answer any of them.

I had enough.

I decided I had enough.

I bought an air ticket to Seoul and spend 1 week in the capital. Yes, picture a man drinking soju and eating meat in some unknown alley similar to those Korean drama.

Yeah.. that’s James..

 

1st April 2013

Monday.

I called Mr Koh at 10am, asking if I could go back.

Mr Koh : I’ve already said… my door is always open for you James…

I got into office at 12noon and dove straight to work. Colleagues were curious but I just told them things didn’t work out.

The pain got better, after all, it was barely a week of romance.

 

2nd April 2013

Tuesday

6.30pm

When I stepped out of work that day, I saw a familiar figure at across the road.

I paused and looked at him with an umbrella over his head.

TJ walked across to me in the light drizzle. He never said a word.

He smiled slightly and handed me a red envelope.

With a gentle tap of my shoulder, he turned and left.

I opened the envelope when I got home and it was the wedding invite to Matthew and Stephanie’s wedding.

I could not describe the emotions I was feeling.

Was it doubt ?

Anger ?

Disbelief ?

I don’t know.

I really don’t.

Part 98

4th May 2013

Saturday.

6am

I struggled with my decision whether to show up for the wedding. It’s been a couple of months since the incident.

As I ran and jogged through the estate where Stephanie and I made our getaway, I made up my mind to go.

At least I get to see her as a beautiful bride for once. Call it a parting memory or sort.

 

7pm

I arrived at the grand ballroom in my suit. Guest were milling around, mostly business contacts and friends of the family.

There were no bridesmaid, and no bestmen. No brothers and sisters running about to help the couple with their wedding.

It was all outsourced to an events company.

 

7.30pm

I held my glass of wine in hand as all heads turned towards the bride who had just made her entrance.

I allowed my breath to be taken away one last time as I looked at Stephanie from afar.

Seeing her in full makeup and her hair professionally done sure brought out a different side of her. Her gown, flowed like a river of water down her body, leaving a trail of sparkling train.

It was a simple gown, adorned with flowery motifs and she held a bouquet of flowers.

Guest crowded over to shake her hand and she acknowledge each of them with a courteous nod and a slight smile.

Sarah was by her side.

I did not go over, choosing to look at Stephanie from afar.

Shawn saw me and he raised his glass, I returned the toast.

Amelia and Marcus came over and shook my hands before they went to Mr Koh who had just arrived.

Victor lost weight but he still shook my hand with a weary smile and a friendly tap on my arm although we did not speak.

TJ nodded at me as he followed behind Victor.

Ruhui saw me from a distance of 5 meters away and she walked over.

Pushing a namecard over, she asked me to work for her.

Ruhui : 1 year James…. Just 1 year…. I’ll make sure you can take a break for at least for the next 2 years….

I smiled and although I did not reply, I kept the card.

She raised her glass, I raised mine and our glasses clinked before she walked off after nodding at me.

Muthu and Ah yee were talking together near a corner.

Calvin and Tim were whispering near the entrance.

As my eyes cycled through the images of these people, I could not help but feel everything was like a dream of sort.

Was it even real ?

Everything that happened the past few months ?

Have I been dreaming all along ?

Like apparitions in my dreams, the people I met and knew this few months cycled through my mind in a series of black and white images.

Muthu saw me.

He was barely 3 meters away.

His shirt was neatly clipped up at the part where he lost his arm, he looked smart that day.

He held a beer in his hand as he nodded at me.

The questions were at the tip of my lips.

I wanted to ask him.

Yes.

I really wanted to but I didn’t.

Part of me did not want to hear it from him.

For the first time, Muthu flashed me a smile he raised his beer at me before walking away, deciding that he had given me the opportunity but I did not take it.

I was suddenly overcome with emotions and I walked away from the wedding reception. Instead of heading to the closest bathroom, I walked down the stairs to another floor.

The moment I went into a cubicle, I vomited again.

I spent a good 5 minutes inside the cubicle before I came out and when I did, TJ was there with me.

I had a shock and I almost staggered back into the cubicle.

James : What is it ?

He turned and walked over to the door and opened it.

I could see Shawn talking to a hotel staff a distance away but right in front of my eyes, was Stephanie.

I froze.

My body trembled slightly.

I shivered as she walked towards me.

TJ left us alone in the men’s bathroom. I looked at the mirrors, the cubicles were all empty, it was only us

My lips trembled and I waited for Stephanie to speak.

This was the first time we looked each other in the eyes since that evening.

We stared at each other in silence for 5 seconds.

Her hands were shaking too and I could see her beautiful eyes welling up with tears but she held back.

Her right hand reached up slowly and touched my left cheek.

She too was shivering and she said one word to me.

One word.

Only one word.

Stephanie : Sorry….

I could not move as Stephanie smiled, pull up the train of her dress and turned around.

James : Wait…! ..

She paused, her hands at the handle of the bathroom door.

I asked her to wait but in the end, I had nothing to say.

I really don’t know what to do.

Stephanie turned and she asked me one question.

Stephanie : Of …. What you heard……how much… do you believe ?

Her lips trembled before she pressed them tightly together as a tear rolled down her cheek.

Before I could even think about the question, the door opened and Stephanie walked out without looking back.

I went after her.

I wanted to talk to her.

What the fuck did she mean ?

Is she fucking with me or was I being fooled again.

James : Stephanie !!Wait…

But I was stopped.

It was TJ.

His outstretched palm hit me squarely in my chest as I ran straight into him.

Shawn stood behind TJ.

Sarah fell in step beside Stephanie.

I stood where I was and watched as Stephanie disappeared from my sight.

After she was gone, TJ and Shawn left too.

A man came over and asked if he could use the bathroom now and I stepped aside.

In a daze state, I paced around the lobby before I hid in a corner and I cried.

After about 15 minutes, I calmed myself down and got back in.

I went back to the table I was assigned to and told Mr Koh I don’t feel well, and that I’m making a move first.

My love from the star vista (Part 96)

By ilikeoldchangke

Marcus : I like money…. So having to give them to you…. Hurts me….. so take the money… and know that it’s hurting me in the process…. I hope that makes you feel better.

He turned to Mr Koh and said something that he would wire his over but Mr Koh shook his head and said no need.

I pushed the envelope away and stood up.

No.

This is not right.

There is still so many questions unanswered.

I had to ask them.

James : I don’t believe you…. Nothing makes sense…. Why all the charade ? why all this knives and daggers, all this fucking bullshit ?? If it’s just a simple marriage, you could simply arrange it and….

Amelia stood up and raised up her palm.

 

Amelia : We don’t owe you an explanation James…. But seeing as how you got involved…. And….

She tried to think of the right words but she can’t so she went back to her explanation.

Amelia : Anyway……No one knows Victor was going to pull that stunt…. No one know Victor was getting his mum to Malaysia….. no one…. We did not expect that to happened….. and we certainly did not think he would get you involved….

She paused and came over to my side.

Amelia ; When that happened, Ruhui panicked…. She knew if Victor gets his way of sending his mum away, she would have 1 less card to force Stephanie’s hand in marriage…..

James : NO!!… that’s not true…. Stephanie was with Jack…. Her cousin….for…

Amelia raised her palms at me, waving in a grandmotherly manner, asking me to calm down.

Amelia : Jack…. Was nothing but a tool…..It takes time….for all the paperwork to be done….Jack being with Stephanie was just something Ruhui used to tell Matthew about the slight delay.

Amelia : The 3 of them are childhood friends…. Playmates since kids…. They go way back…. Matthew had no issues with Jack fucking Stephanie for a while before passing it over to him…. It was fine with him…

I felt like puking again..

The manner in which Amelia was describing Stephanie…. Almost as if she was a whore, being passed around the men.

Amelia : Anyway…. Ruhui panicked, and she started doing stupid things….. Marcus was angry with her and Victor…not to forget that spoilt little girl over there…. Which was why he came up with the terms he did to get everyone in a bind….

She paused and suddenly turned towards me as if she suddenly remembered something.

Amelia : Oh…. And did Stephanie tell you how did her mother end up in such a state in the first place ?? did she ?

Stephanie : ENOUGH!!! SHUT UPP!!! ….SHUT UPPP!!!

I had a shock as she screamed and shouted at the group of us.

Amelia : On her 21st birthday….. she wanted a sports car…. A …. Fairlady…. As they call it…. Her mum refused…. She threw a tantrum….left home…. And if that was not bad enough, she switched her mother’s medication….

My hand went to my mouth as I looked at Stephanie who finally looked at me.

James : Tell me none of this is true….

Stephanie sobbed and looked away before shouting at me.

Stephanie : I’m SORRY!!!… ok!!! I was young and stupid !!…. I regretted it everyday since then !!! STOP THIS!!! STOP!!!!

Amelia ignored her and went on.

Amelia : Her mum’s liver and kidney failed…she almost died…

I coughed and retched again as I digested what Amelia just told me…

Marcus came over to his wife’s side.

James : Does Victor know ??

Stephanie jumped up trying to grab onto Marcus and Amelia but was held back by Rex and Muthu came over to help.

Stephanie :You PROMISED !!!! You PROMISED to keep it from Victor !!

I turned and looked at Stephanie who was crying out loud, begging them not to tell Victor.

Amelia : No Victor doesn’t know…

I had a hard time trying to swallow all the information at that point in time. Everything seemed so overwhelming.

I shook my head, unable to believe anything that was being said.

Marcus : ….We can’t sit still and do nothing…

Marcus pointed to Mr Koh and said that was when they decided to do something.

Marcus : You..James…was recommended by Koh during one of our meet ups.

Instead of letting Stephanie get her own staff, they got Mr Koh to call Victor instead since they were acquainted from a while back.

Marcus : I told Victor I could turn a blind eye to the money he was burning at Stephanie’s little company but he had to get someone who could set things straight for the very least. ….. Mr Koh had someone he could spare. We’re not going to waste time looking for a new employee from scratch….i rather pay more for someone who can get things done…

Marcus told me that Mr Koh had in principle agreed to let me go over for a few months on the pretext that this was a new job, let me put things in order before he gets me back after we sort Stephanie out.

Marcus : You would have earned a tidy sum doing nothing more than admin work…

James : NO… NO!!… Victor said I was to join his company in a few months… once he gets things sorted out…

Marcus laughed…

Marcus : Victor…. Knew all along you were on loan for a few months…and he trusted you for a very simple reason…. Koh….. Victor found out that you were the one handling several projects of his when you worked Koh. The documents, paperwork, everything was always in order. … and Koh vouched for your character…. Honest and simple…

James : Lies…. These are all lies!!

Turning to Stephanie, I shouted at her to say something… to defend the allegations against her but she kept quiet.

James : NO…. no… this is wrong… this is all wrong…

I jabbed a finger at Stephanie and shouted that she was being blackmailed.

James : Jack… Jack was blackmailing her…. He… he…

Amelia cut in and her words were sharp, like a hot knife slicing through butter.

Amelia : Yes he did…. But in the end Stephanie chose to sleep with him….to delay the inevitable…. What does this tell you about a girl ?

I was left speechless by that statement as I stared wide eyed at Amelia.

Amelia ; What does this tell you about a girl’s character when she chose to sleep with another man just because what ?….. to delay a wedding…. Doesn’t that sound ridiculous to you ?

Amelia : This is Singapore…. We are all educated people…. We know the law…. A simple walk to the police station would have sorted Jack out…. Why ? Why didn’t Stephanie do it ? why ? …. Why in the world would she still allow Jack to sleep with her ??

I looked at Stephanie who was by now staring at her feet as she hugged onto her body. The floor beneath her was wet with her tears.

Amelia : James… you are clouded by your judgement. …. Just because what ? she is pretty ?? … she is hot ? …. She looks like the poor little girl that needs help ??? …she is the female lead in this whole thing ??

She went on to say that my judgement had been clouded the moment I started to believe everything Stephanie said.

Amelia : Think James… think for a moment if any other girl comes along and tell you she’s being blackmailed to sleep with another man….what would you say to her ? ? Are you mad? Crazy ? why are you not reporting it ?

My love from the star vista (Part 95)

By ilikeoldchangke

Amelia : Look at how she spends her money….. look at how she spends her time… doing what ??? tell me… ? please…

I was immediately brought back to the first time we met.

The way Stephanie talked back to Victor.

The way she threatened me to work for her.

The manner which she refused small change of 5s and 2s.

Marcus ; I bet you know she doesn’t keep 5s and 2s….. but do you know why ???

I looked at Marcus who had started to walk back to his seat.

He pointed a finger at Stephanie.

Marcus : She….. refused to take her pocket money when it was $2 and $5…..she wanted $10 notes..…. At the age of 9….

Marcus went on to say that he wacked her so hard, that from that day forth, Stephanie hated 5s and 2s, because that was the only pocket money Marcus and Stephanie’s dad gave her till she reached JC.

Even then she would make it a point to keep pestering Victor to change out his notes for hers.

I swallowed a large gulp of saliva and I looked at Stephanie, my mind willing for her to look at me.

Inside my mind, I was pleading with her, even if it’s for that 1 second…look at me…. But she kept her head bowed down…

Marcus : Her office…. You worked for her for a few months…. Tell me…. Seriously…. Did you really think she was doing anything ??? Anything useful ?? I mean come on !!! ….. you call that a business ?

The room grew so stuffy that I could no longer breathe properly.

Marcus : Victor !… set it up for her… to keep her occupied….grounded….. so to speak…. But look…. Look at the spare room….tell me what the fuck was inside…

He gestured to the ceiling above him

Marcus : Do you know… how much money Stephanie spends on clothes and shoes…. And bags…. And fucking dead animal skins stitched together by fucking slaves in some factory……all because some fucking ang moh brands is on it. ….. dead animal skins…. And marketing… that’s all it is…

He took a deep breath and calmed down as a glass of water was offered to him.

It felt so suffocating that I retched.

James : Bluerrwreackkk….

Immediately Muthu opened the sliding door and I dashed outside, puking into lawn as the rain fell around me.

I spent the next 5 minutes puking before I staggered back into the room.

Ah Yee sat a cup of hot tea in front of me as Amelia continued.

She started with an apology, saying that I should not have been dragged into this. She pointed to Mr Koh and said he’s an old friend.

They wanted someone temporary, for a few months. Someone who could be trusted to put things in order while Stephanie prepares for her wedding. Eventually her company would be folded up and I would go back to Mr Koh having earned a tidy sum along the way.

James : No…. no…. I don’t believe you…. I don’t believe any of this….

Marcus continued.

Marcus : Despite Victor’s attempt to give her a chance..… the 1st few employees she hired, they fucked everything up big time…..She hired the 1st person she interviewed each time…who does things like that??…… they stole from the company….they fucked up deliveries, we might as well just pour the money into the drain instead of outright bleeding them.

As I struggled with swallowing what was just said, I could not help but think back to the first few days of my work.

I asked myself seriously what have I done ?

It was true there was nothing really productive.

Marcus : Ruhui…..

Yes. That name..

That name…

Marcus : Ruhui…. Hates us…..

I looked at Marcus as he opened his folder once more.

Marcus : But…. Ruhui hates her father more…….

I could feel this cramp creeping up in my leg.

Marcus : do you think she married Victor willingly….

James : She was the one who initiated….Stephanie told me…….she….

I was cut off before I finished.

Marcus ; Why ???

Marcus lifted his hands in the air, palms facing up and repeated the question.

Marcus : Why ??

I could not give a reply.

James ; I don’t know…

Marcus : Does Ruhui look stupid to you ??

He raised his eyebrow at me before looking away.

Marcus : I don’t think so…

Marcus spoke a little softer but I would still hear him clearly.

Marcus : She did what she did…. Only to make her father happy…trying to get into his good books……but !

He stressed on the ‘but’, raising a finger in the air.

Marcus : but what did she get in the end ?? Nothing…. Her brother still gets the majority of the estate and company simply because he has a penis…. Whereas Ruhui…. Gets shit even though she’s managing the family business

Then Marcus slowly broke into a smile.

Marcus : Ruhui wanted more…. She knew she deserved more….and on the pretext of Stephanie marrying Matthew, she was going to convince Matthew to start working on his assets and properties he owned….

I felt this sick feeling coming up again and I quickly took another sip of tea.

Marcus : Ruhui is not stupid…. She and Matthew knew long ago… what cards we would be playing…. If Stephanie leaves Matthew….it’s going to be messy…..

He referred to his folder another time to verify something before going on.

Marcus : The marriage was proposed long before you came into the picture… that was when Ruhui started working with Matthew to start off loading the stuff he owns… including his share of the company…. Well as for Matthew…. He wants to fuck Stephanie…. Badly I think….haha… he has enough for the rest of his life…. His only conquest was to….. mate…. If you want to describe this in a primitive way..

I gripped the cup and I raised it up about to throw it at Marcus when Rex grabbed it from me and pushed it away.

Marcus : Relax James…. Didn’t you fuck her as well ? ?

I looked at Stephanie who was still huddled up into a ball on the ground.

Marcus : Matthew…. Thinks he’s smarter than everyone else…. And we want him to continue thinking he is….

He paused and went back to his seat. Ah Yee came over with an envelope, a brown A3 envelope folded into 1/3 and passed it to Marcus who in turned passed it to me.

Marcus : Anyway… I think I’ve said enough…. Here’s my proposal…. Take it… walk away before you sink into the deep end of a pool you cannot get out…

My lips hardly parted before I was interrupted again.

Marcus : Stop !…. before you say anything…. About insulting you with money and all that shit….. please know that I don’t care. …. End of the day, it’s just words…. Words and feelings…. These have no tangible value…. They’re not worth anything…. Not to me…

He asked me to take the money and to change my way of looking at the offer.

My love from the star vista (Part 94)

By ilikeoldchangke

I blinked several times, trying to do something about the dryness in my eyes. I’ve never had dry eyes before, somehow I just felt very uncomfortable.

I could not believe what I was seeing even though it was happening right in front of me.

Mr Koh calmly walked over and took a seat beside Amelia.

Marcus was handed a folder by the man that served by his side and he opened it.

Before he could say anything, I lost it.

I really did.

Who the fuck do these people thing they are ?

What the fuck are they trying to pull ?

I shouted at the group at the top of my voice.

James : ARHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

I hit the table several times, slamming my palms on the harden wood of the intricate table with carvings on it’s legs

I hit and slammed down on the table so hard that I could feel the small blood vessels in my palms bursting. It would surely leave a bruise the next day.

Even as I threw my childish fit, the group of elders sat down calmly where they were. No one move as they waited for me to be done with my tantrum, much like an adult letting it’s child vent off it’s frustration at a moment when you knew words would mean nothing.

Stephanie covered her ears with her palms as I cursed and kicked the furniture in the study. For a whole minute and a half I was like a mad man. The series of events that I was put through finally made me snap.

It felt like a steel tension wire that was being pulled over and over again until it’s taut and tight. Then without warning, someone decides to cut it down in the middle, releasing all the pent up frustration and tension in my body at once.

When I was done, I fell to my knees for a second before I clamoured up onto a spare chair and pointed my fingers at the group in front of me.

There was no need for me to say anything.

Marcus did the talking.

Marcus: James…. Are you done ??

As his cold calm words went into my ears, I could not describe what I was feeling.

Am I angry ?

Upset ?

Disgusted ?

I don’t know.

What I do know was that Marcus spoke without any emotions.

It’s weird.

I’ve seen Marcus angry, I’ve seen him lost his patience but at that moment, he just spoke with me calmly.

As if he was telling me something normally, like a normal conversation.

Telling.

Not scolding.

It was not in a condescending manner, there was nothing high and mighty about his tone or his choice of words.

It was just normal.

And this very normal, made me very uncomfortable.

Marcus : I don’t know what you are feeling James…. So I’m not going to pretend I know….but here’s the situation….

He asked me if I loved Stephanie, much like the manner in which the JP would ask the newly wed before they exchanged their vows.

James : YES.!! I do !….

And as calmly as he asked the question, he rebutted me.

Marcus : Bullshit….

I glared angrily at him as he continued and referred to his folder.

Marcus : Tell me today’s date….

James : 23th Feburary 2013

Marcus : Good…. You’re still sober..

I clenched my fist, hoping he would just get the fuck to his point.

He squinted his eyes and he looked back at me with his index finger pointed at my chest.

Marcus : 16th Feburary 2013 …… Stephanie says you are her boyfriend….. fine… maybe you got together the day before…. I give you that….

He threw the folder onto the table.

Marcus : 8 days…..

I could feel a stone rolling in my gut as Marcus chewed down on me and continued.

Marcus ; You tell me… you are in love with Stephanie…. And… you are together for 8 days…how long have you known Stephanie ??? November last year??? …. Who are you fucking trying to kid ?

He put up both hands, showing me 8 old wrinkly fingers. Repeating the words 8 days again.

Marcus stood up and walked slowly around the room

Marcus : Fine… young people fall in love… whatever…. Fuck…

He walked over to his crying granddaughter who was sobbing on her knees.

Marcus : Did you for a moment think…. Stephanie would fall in love with you ??? Or you are just the right person…. Who is there at the right time ??

His words stung like the poisonous sting of a venomous creature as I felt this contraction in my heart.

Marcus : Ask yourself this question… if it had been another man there….. would Stephanie not have clung on to him ??

James : Enough !!!.. Stop!!…

I don’t want to hear anymore of his nonsense.

Marcus : Ask her yourself James…. Ask her yourself…

My eyes focused on Stephanie but she kept on weeping, burying her face in her palms.

Amelia stood up and took over.

Amelia : Stephanie was scared, she’s afraid, she’s desperate enough to cling onto anyone close….. I’m sorry James…. You just happen to be there for her…. There was no one else she could turn to…

I looked at Stephanie again as I waited for her to meet my eye.

Just look at me

Even for that one second.

Tell me none of these is true but she did not, she just continued sobbing away on the floor.

Amelia;s voice was gentle, almost motherly.

Amelia : James…. I know how…. Everything looks from your perspective….. but please try to change your perception….

She asked me this very simple question which I was unable to answer.

Amelia : Why…. Are we always portrayed at the bad guys…. And Stephanie is the only good person….has it ever occurred to you she is just another spoilt rich girl who would not listen??

I found it hard to shut out all their voices and I collapsed onto the chair.