My Little Black Book

Climbing the Corporate Ladder

2008-05-16T13:07:00.001+08:00

Busy, busy, busy.

These 3 words pretty much sums up my life since Christmas, with my work performance being noted by one of the head honcho from UK, promotion inevitably comes knocking. As you guys have heard about the recent financial slowdown globally, this has somewhat piled up so much more work for me, even I don't have the decent time to find a good fuck!

Anyways, the head honcho who came over for a short visit to review the performance of our work was pretty young. I didn't expect somebody who is in her mid 30s to be able to climb the ladder up in UK that fast! "Damn, she must have slept her way up" was the first thought that came to my mind.

As usual, I was given the job to pick her up when she arrived from the airport, touching down at about 11.55pm. Quite frankly, I was half expecting her to be somewhat average looking, nothing fantastic, very feministic, and a work driver. Imagine my surprise when I saw her walking out from the arrival gates.

She: You Karl?

Me: Hi, Isabelle. How was your flight from Heathrow?

She: Pretty much the same old, as been traveling to other parts of the world.

Me: Let me get your luggage. We shall proceed to the hotel from here.

Walking to the car, I couldn't help but notice, what gorgeous pair of legs she has. How could someone maintain this kind of texture in such a cold country like UK was beyond my comprehension. While loading her luggage into the car boot, she made her way to the backseat. I suppose it was one of her mentality, by treating anyone who is picking her from wherever she is flying to, to be treated as one driver. Scoffing this idea, I decided that, minimizing any form of contact, be it for work or personal, is probably the best idea.

Driving down the PIE, I took a look at her from the rearview mirror to see how she was doing. Dozing off, she emits a certain serenity look, not unlike the previous demeanor showed when I first met her. I suppose, with the duration of the flight, she was probably too tired to think or ask about anything.

Reaching Fullerton only took 10 mins. Traffic was smooth, and best of all, even the traffic lights are in my favour! Pulling up at the driveway, I then turned around to wake her up. Before I could open my mouth, I took another glance at her smooth, silky legs. "Damn, how does she do it?" was another thought that came to my mind.

Me: Isabelle, we are here.

Opening her eyes, she looked around her surrounding and acknowledged my statement, and proceed to get down from the car. Getting her luggage from the boot, and placing them onto the hands of the bellboy, I looked at her and was kind of glad that I do not have to see her anymore in my own leisure time anymore, unless it's for work purpose. We walked to the main lobby, and proceed to check in her room stay.

She: Come up a while, I have got something to hand to you.

"What is so important that she cannot wait to give to me tomorrow during our company staff meeting?" I thought, but then again, I was pretty lazy to ask her the reason, as the first thing I just want to do is to go home to my bed, and sleep.

Moving side by side with her, we proceed up to her room. Upon reaching, we went into her room, and waited for the bellboy to come up with the bags. Viewing around the hotel room, she suddenly said:

She: This room is pretty small, for my liking.

I was like, WTF? Fullerton has got one of the more expensive rooms in the city and yet she is complaining about the size of the room? Just then, the bellboy arrived with her luggage, and she began to find what she said she wanted to pass to me. Quite frankly, at that point of time, her mannerism, together with her coldness attitude, kind of puts me off. I was actually secretly hoping that she does what she needs to do, and get the fuck out of Singapore, so that I do not need to see her anymore.

She : Go through this set of reports and let me know the summary tomorrow morning when we are having our meeting. That's all, you can leave now.

Was all she said when she handed me one file of documents.

I stared at the thickness of the file, and started to flip a few pages to see the amount of content on each page. "Fuck! This is going to take the whole night to finish! There goes my night." I wondered in dismay. Without saying anything, I left her room, and went down to my car, whist staring into the cold, dark night. I was also wondering, what could possibly happen to me while on her brief stay in Singapore.

Little did I know, I have gotten more than what I have bargained for.....

Merry Christmas!!!!!!

2007-12-20T21:38:00.001+08:00

Sorry... Really do not have much time to blog in here for these few weeks.

I am still in office doing extra overtime on this Public Holiday.

However, still I must drop in my best wishes for all:

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.

PS. btw Hope is doing OT with me in the office.... Hehehe!

Candy - Day 2

2007-12-05T16:12:00.000+08:00

I woke up already and went next door to wake the princess up. To my surprise and dismay, she is not in bed. Her bed doesn't look slept in either.

Worried, I rushed about the hotel, going from the pool to the gym to the restaurant looking for her. Cursing under my breathe and swearing never to babysit another person again, I went back to my own room, preparing to make some "PMIA" call. PMIA = Person Missing In Action

The moment I stepped into my room, I could see that dear girl sleeping soundly in my bed!!!!

Me: Wake up! Oy! Wake up!
She: (yawning) Huh?
Me: Where have you been?
She: (yawning somemore) Go away.
Me: Where have you been?
She: I want to sleep! Leave me alone.
Me: The hell you are. I want to know where have you been?
She: Go away

And she covered her head with the blanket. My instinct is pull the blanket off her... My mistake. She wasn't wearing anything underneath. She was naked. Her breasts bounced as she sat straight up and stared at me. Her brown nipples stood up in response of the cold air from the air conditioning.

She: So you have gotten yourself an eyeful. Can I go back to sleep now?

My jaw went wide open and stared at her while she threw the blanket on her and went back to sleep again.

Candy - Day 1

2007-11-30T09:00:00.000+08:00

I had to go back to my place to pick up my clothes to move in to the hotel. Candy agreed not to go out and stayed in the hotel to wait for me.

When I reached the hotel, I couldn't find her in her room. I decided to walk around the hotel to find her since she promised not to leave the hotel without me. Before I could leave my room, the hotel's phone rang. Apparently, someone has found her. The front desk manager is "informing" me that my "friend" is intoxicated and could I assist in removing her from any danger that she might expose herself in.

I found Candy lying by the poolside, totally drunk. I had to carry her up to her hotel room. Before I could propped her onto her bed, Candy jumped out of my arms.

She: Phew! That was close. What took you so long?
Me: Are you for real?

Candy explained that she was swimming topless when a male hotel guest get up too close and personal with her. (what did she expect?!) She and him had a few drinks and she pretended to be drunk and started hitting him. The guy then went to get assistance from the front desk.

As I stared at her, in disbelief, she went to take a shower so that she could leave "this goddamn hotel" to go shopping. Sigh!

Candy came out of the bathroom with her hair up in the towel turban, wet and naked, all bare except for a slight patch of bush covering her modesty. With her hands at her hips, she gave an arrogant look, "Whatcha looking at?" For her young age, she is really the one with THE attitude. She leaned over me, with me sitting on a chair. Her tits just barely brushing my lips. And her body glistering wet. She leaned even closer and whispered, "Don't you just wanna suck it?" Her nipples are swaying within inches from my lips, tempting me, luring me.

I had to use all my determination to clear my head and to force the calm words out, "Candy, get dressed." Rejecting Candy was actually out of respect for Rebecca. Candy hearing that, pouted and pulled another of her mini tee and denim shorts. Her tee is so small that if her arms were to raise slightly up, her nipples will be exposed. Her shorts are so low if she were to sit, her butt crack will be exposed to the whole world. Then again I am not her parents.....

Everything went quite well, we went around Suntec and Marina Square for shopping. Her beauty raised a number of males' appreciation. At one point, where we were resting our feet at a cafe, she noticed that a guy was staring at her quite intently, she walked over to me (happily sipping my ice mocha and totally unaware) and plonked her cute little ass on my lap and pressed her lips onto mine.

Before I could catch my breathe, the guy walked past us, murmured, "Lucky bastard." under his breath. And Candy almost died of laughter, sherking and bouncing on my lap. And me? Trying hard to control my manhood's behaviour.

This gal is going to get me into trouble.

Introducing Candy

2007-11-25T20:44:00.000+08:00

Rebecca called me out one fine afternoon, sounding nervous. I had thought something drastic has happened... I haven't been able to meet up with her due to my workload eversince she came back from Europe.

She: Can you come to Pan Pacific?
Me: Now? (I am on the way to meet a client.)
She: Yes. Now. Right away. (Sounding breathless.)
Me: (Frown) Alright.
She: At the cafe.

And she hung up the phone. I had to call off my client, making excuses of family emergency.

When I reached the cafe, I saw Rebecca sitting in a corner with both hands on a cup of coffee. I reached out to her and gasped both hands. She explained quietly that her distant cousin has just arrived Singapore and she have not made any necessary preparation. Preparations? The last time her cousin is here, she was arrested for creating a public nuisance and for assaulting 2 policemen. Rebecca would need a minder for her cousin but in such a short time and during these festive season, it is almost impossible to get one. And Rebecca is flying off to Indonesia in the evening. Time is not in her hands.

Me: And what can I do?
She: She's here.....

I looked up and saw a pair of tanned legs that go on forever and ever. Those legs led to a pair of perky butt encased in a worn-out denim hotpants, then the flattest toned tummy bare for all to see, then a pair of round boobs stretched out by her white mid-drift tee, then her pink pouty lips, then her round doleful eyes and ends at her long long brown silky hair. While my eyes were having a huge feast, my ears picked up Rebecca's words: You can do anything with her but watch her, dun let her get into any trouble with the law. That is all I ask from you.

I turned back to Rebecca, only to see an empty cup of coffee. Sigh! Rebecca's cousin plopped down onto the seat that Rebecca emptied.

Me: Hi, I am....
She: My minder AKA my nanny. I know, I know. What I don't need to know is your name. I don't you care AND I don't really care as well.
Me: Okay. What a start....
She: Let me do a quick one. My name is Candy. I just reached 18 years old so if you like to fuck me which I don't really mind since you are quite my type, I am of age. Which is just nice for the law here. I will be here for a week. Basically to get out of my parent's hair while they planned for the GREAT Christmas party back home in Indonesia. You will follow me around and catered to every of my whim and fancy and I will be very nice to you. (Smile)
Me: Hey! Give me one sec here....

I called Rebecca on my handphone and she pleaded me to do this favour for her. Afterall, I need to endure for one week. I called my office and was told that my boss has already approved of my work related absence due to client entertainment?? (huh?) Must be Rebecca - afterall, she is one of my biggest client now. I found out she even arrange to book the hotel room beside Candy's for my minding's convenience.

I looked at Candy and this is where the fun begin.....

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I am now at home after sending Candy off to the airport, with my laptop perched on my lap, watching the city lights beam as I sip and enjoy my red wine.

Halloween Holiday

2007-11-09T01:33:00.000+08:00

Since I have not been blogging lately, let me compensate by making this a lengthy one.

Halloween Night
I actually flew down to the States to drop Millie a visit.
Motives:
1) To see her
2) Make sure she settled in comfortably
3) To celebrate Halloween the US way

She picked me up at the airport which was great without going through the cabbies. I am not familiar with Boston and could get scam by others without me knowing any better. But I must say Boston folks are quite friendly.

Millie enrolled herself in the nearby university just three streets across from where she is staying. She refused to let me write about her uni and her course. So I focus on the rest. Her place is this cosy apartment in this quite old building but with the advantage of the doorman aka security guard. I would be staying over at her place since both of us sees no point for me to booked in a hotel. I wasn't going to stay for more than a few days since I am unable to take more leave due to my hectic work schedule. Psst! I actually had to make up some sob story to my boss about my aunt is having a difficult pregnancy in Malaysia and having my own family to go over there for support. Shhh....

Her cozy place is made up of 3 bedrooms and she co-share with other 2 roommates. One of them is a 23 years old white guy Gregory who happens to be the same classmate as Millie and he is gay. I swear that he has the range of most nicest clothes that could ever been found in the country. His wardrobe filled more than half his room!! Another is this pan-Asia girl Tania in her early 20s who works at the university cafe. She has really long dyed chestnut brown hair that reached beyond her butt and chestnut brown eyes (probably coloured contact lenses), her attractiveness comes from her cute little button nose with pumped out cheeks and her aloof attitude. Millie actually does not need to share rent with anyone, I think she just invited them to stay because she hates loneliness in the house.

Well, Millie did not really made a proper introduction to them. Its just... Okay, she picked me up from the airport in her borrowed car from Gregory and along the way, I have been mean, teasing her with my tongue in her ear and my fingers rubbing her cleft showing in between her pants and growing wetter by the minute. I didn't allow her to touch me and even traffic light stopped the car, she had to sit perfectly still and pretend like nothing is happening otherwise I will stop this treatment.

So imagine the frenzy I gotten her into when at last, we managed to squeeze past the doorman and into the lift. Her hands were all over me, grabbing me to kiss her deeper. Her hand slipped into my pants to massage the bulge that my growing manhood is making. We are actually so deep into it that we didn't realise it is our floor and we continue it with the lift's door opened. Lucky, no one caught us making out. After some time, Millie had to drag herself away from me and grabbed my hand towards her apartment door.

We made love the moment her back hit the soft accommodating bed and clothes are spewed all over the place. Midway through her orgasm, Millie screamed her loudest. Suddenly, we both heard it at the same time, a stifled giggle. We looked up and we saw both Gregory (holding his laughter) and Tania (blushing with glee) watching us all the time at the doorway. How long were these two watching, I really didn't know and I guess I didn't want to know either. Apparently, we forgot to close the door when we get on with our act and left the door wide open.

And that is how the introductions went.....

On Halloween night, Gregory dressed up as Dracula went to some party together with his partner. Tania decided to hang around with us. All three of us decided not to dress up this time as it was too last minute for me to come up with a costume plus costume rental in Boston is really expensive. So we decide to grab a bite at a nearby eatery then go snooped around some pubs to see what is happening. Nothing was really happening and it was getting late, reaching around eleven. We decided to head back to the apartment with me feeling quite disappointed.

Millie came up with a crazy idea and got us all wrapped in thick blankets and sit around the tiny fireplace (which is seldom used since she has central heating plus it is really for show) and made us warm cups of cocoa. We took turns to relate ghost stories and past memories of Halloween.

Sometime around 2am, Tania remarked that Millie's cocoa tasted strange. Millie giggled that she added some whiskey into it to smooth our nerves and relax the evening. Tania requested for more but we ran out of whiskey and other alcohol in the house. We all moaned at the same time. Millie said she will go and get some from a friend that lived across the block and to bring over some pot as well.

We waited for Millie for awhile before getting her sms that she is stoned at her friend's place and will be back tommorrow. Seeing that, both Tania and me made our way back into respective bedrooms. I was already wearing out so I knocked myself out the moment my head touched the soft pillow.

I didn't know what time it was but I woke up to a warm body sliding into the bed and cuddling up against me. I thought it was Millie who decided that she missed me and came home early instead of tommorrow. So I turned around to face her and sleepily kissed on her forehead.

Instantly, my lips were sought after by another unfamiliar hungry lips. My eyes shot opened and saw the face of Tania.

Me: What are you doing?
T: I felt lonely. I thought you did too.
Me: No, not here.

To give some respect to Millie, I couldn't do it here on her bed, in her bedroom. Plus Millie doesn't like to share her guys. Even though, she knew I am sleeping around, she doesn't do threesome. I led Tania to her bedroom. The sight is surprising. Her bedroom is quite bare, saved for a thick king size mattress lying on the floor and a wooden wardrobe tucked nicely into a corner. The floor is filled with old books and lit candles of all sizes.

Tania pulled her jumper off to reveal her lacy white bra that looked too small for her ample breasts. Her nipples kept peeking out over the lacy edge as she moved. She bented over to slid off her jeans and gave me a peek of her shaved lowers. She laid on her bed and I pulled off my clothes and crawled towards her to salvage her. She came four times before we wrapped our arms together and fell asleep.

Before the break of the dawn, I silently kissed Tania's cheek to thank her for such a lovely Halloween she's given me before I sneaked off back to Millie's bedroom. Over the next few days ,there is no more repeat of Tania's act and I was solely satisfying the thirst of Millie's.

When Millie send me to the airport, Gregory and Tania came along too. The surprise parting gift came when Tania followed me into the gents and ambused me in one of the tiny cubicle. She lowered my pants and parted her lips and did what she came for. A blowjob. I couldn't wiped my smile even when I walked over back to Millie. On the plane, I realised that Tania had slipped her email address on a piece of paper into my pant's pocket when she did the blow.

Kissing that paper before slipping back into my pocket, I smiled as I buckled up for the flight back home.

Late in Blogging

2007-10-20T21:48:00.000+08:00

I know I have not been updating my blog for coming about one month. So many things happened to me during these weeks that I have been following up with my blog entries.

My office has relocated and split up into two smaller branches. In which in turn, I have more and more chances of bumping into Hope as our new office is so damn small. I practically bumped into her at corners, pantry and even at the photocopier machine corner. This is not helping at all since my heart leap at the chance of just seeing her shine in the office. Plus I am no longer working with that idiot Calvin which means peace to my ears.

I got the long await promotion. I might have mention to some when they email me why I have not been blogging in. Got the position as portfolio manager so now going to way busy plus more responsibilities, more travels and more overtime (and no overtime pay), less time to go out and laze around with clients (since I am suppose to spend more time in the office and monitor investments coming in rather then clinching them myself but of course I still will personally handled those big accounts that deserves my "personal" attention.. hehe!) and of course, more pay. Seriously, when I get into pay wise thingy, it isn't really a big deal anymore (unless it is few thousand jump) otherwise it is just around the same especially after the CPF cut. Got an additional incentive which is overseas allowance and I get to fly around the Asia region without giving any good reasons.

In the midst of all this, I had to bumped into Ms Devil one fine evening just last week with her new beau hanging at her arm. And a Jap beau in fact. Ms Devil still looked so damn hot and gorgeous. She paraded her beau in front of me before realising who was standing in front of her, she paused in shock. Andy had to drag me away before I make a fool out of myself by mumbling something like love or feelings or before I decide to hit that Jap when he smirked at me, then proceed to tighten his grip on Ms Devil's arm. Its not that I still hung over Ms Devil, its a guy thing that wouldn't like that toy to be repossess even though it is sold. Its the "If I can't have her, nobody can" feeling.

With this, I hope to blog more often which please be patient with me if I hadn't manage to make it like the old times, one per week.

My Queen

2007-09-22T17:14:00.000+08:00

I have got a postcard from Millie!! My dear Millie.

We have spent a lot of hours talking over the phone during the weekends than the weekdays due to time difference. She told her she had found a cool quiet little place, near her school to dump in. She is still in the midst of decorating the place and she will invite me once she has settled down there. I looked forward to it. Anyways, even if I can't go, I know I will expect her back in Singapore for Christmas, just like every year.

Rebecca went for her yearly Europe trip although she did invite me but due to work commitments I turned her down. I am sure it would be wild trip like she promised. Sigh! I am still slogging and aiming for my promotion. So I am going to miss her for at least awhile.

Just had dinner and some nightcaps...hehe with Liz again just three nights ago. At first she was embrassed and her sweet looking face reddened at the mention of her spending the night at my place. But still, we ended up there once again.

As right now, I looked over the sweet angelic face that made passionate love with me last night, I knew I just had to push any work aside for Queenie today. She asked me out for dinner yesterday to chit chat and I happened to have a dinner appointment that didn't worked out, so I agreed. I met her at The Cathay Billy Bombers and caught a movie, before sending her home.

Upon reaching her block, she suddenly took my hands and asked if I mind having sex with her. One thing led to another, from kissing at first, promising myself to stop after kissing her. The next thing, I knew she was blowing me right off. There and then I made the decision to drive her back to my home where I actually paused before she tear off all her clothes to ask her whether this is what she wants.

With Queenie's nodding approval, I undressed her swiftly and took her in my arms and into my bed where I made love to her as gently as I could. She didn't want to go back yesternite and as I showered off after sex, a guilt formed a lump in my throat as I overheard her lying to her family that she is planing to spend her night over at some classmate's place.

We made some sweet sex again before she fell asleep on top of me, with me still inside her.

The Law of Opposition

2007-09-14T12:06:00.000+08:00

There are people who loves reading this blog vice versa there are people who simply hate it.

The law of opposition.

If you are one of the lovers, thank you for spending your time here. Greatly appreciate. Especially to the regulars... you know who you are dudes and babes.

And if you are one of the haters, sorry that this blog is an eyesore to you. But from the moment you set your eyes on the words, you actually have a choice to leave. Its just a click away, isn't it? Now let's say, something like maybe a piece of flying glass or a drop of iodine..etc flew into your eyes, would you:

a) continue to open your eyes big and enjoy the pain it cause your eyes (does not apply to those who enjoy S&M)

b) shut your eyes on instinct and try to get that hurting piece out of your eyes

Which will you choose? Well, strangely most of the haters will choose (a) then after reading, they would criticize and judge. In order for them to do that, they'll have to read at least one entry and most of my entry are not short. Boy, is it torture for your eyes? I hope you enjoy judging. Because criticism and judging are part of what humans made of. You judge me and I judge you but the difference between you and me is that at least I am judging you on my own space and not yours.

There are so many misunderstanding out there about me, about this group of people who voice out sexually through blogs or websites. In fact, there are many misunderstanding about bloggers in all aspect, whether they write about life, politics or sex. And recently, a few of my fellow bloggers are putting up with haters flooding their mailbox, comments page, shoutbox...etc.

I am me. Yes, a self proclaimed playboy. Arrogant ones can say I write to brag about my life. Purists can claim I am horrible. Even Anonymous can claim my stories are fakes.

When I slept with my ladies, they all know what they are getting into. I don't force, dun rape, dun put colors in your eyes so I could put you in bed. And if you are an avid reader, you'll realise there are times I gave up plenty of golden opportunities that a jerk would gladly taken up with pleasure, just because if the situation isn't right, the lady involved is not of a right frame of mind, I back off. Yes, I am proud to say, not one of them ever said they regretted sleeping with me.

At the very least, I allow my ladies to walk away with their head held high and not dumped them in a heap crying for me. How I know? I still keep in touch with most of ladies, though not all sex escapades I will have the time to sit and blog it out. I just pick the juiciest.

I insist on no pictures or photos with logical reasons - it will ruin my career, it will risk tarnishing the reputation of the ladies I had been with and is going out with, everyone who recognise me from the pictures will associate any female I spoke with, go out with, instantly to be sleeping with me. All the ladies' names you see here are replaced, to protect their identities. Sure, I love writing my sexcapades but I make sure I am extra careful that I won't harm or hurt anyone around me.

Just in case, you wonder... Yes, I use protection at all times. Even when some ladies sniggered at it. And I do my full body check ups with blood test and everything once every 6 monthly (happily sponsored by my company - yes, lucky me). The last check I had was last month - other than blood pressure is tipping on the high side, I am reported clean bill of health.

So if you don't like what you are reading here, easier alternative is a click away. Other than that, you'll just have to try to shut down my blog.

Hey, guess what? Haters are readers too! LOL.

Meeting with old colleagues

2007-09-07T12:03:00.000+08:00

Two nights ago, I went over to St James under the invitation of a ex-colleague's birthday invitation. This ex colleague of mine, Lawrence is celebrating his 30 years old birthday and he came from the previous bank I work in.

Actually, I was too tired to attend yesterday, given that I had a long and boring department meeting, a long "lunch" appointment with Rebecca and 2 appointments in the afternoon. By the time, I actually wind down, it was 7 plus. But the opportunity to see Liz Goh again... Ahh.. That is a push for me to go. I mentioned Liz Goh in the early entries of my blog.

There was still time to grab a bite at home and shower and change before arriving at St James. Dressed carefully in an GAP slacks and Paul Smith shirt, I was raring to go.

As most of them are already drinking their third rounds of their drinks, I felt disappointed that I did not see Liz anywhere. But the disappointment was soon replaced with excitement as the birthday boy reveal accidentally that he is still a VIRGIN! A 30 years old VIRGIN! Okay, Lawrence is not the handsome type that girls gushed about and neither is he the independent type for women to lean one. In fact, he appeared quite mousy and always looked almost too eager to pleased. Anyways, there was a round of agreement on the table that we should helped Lawrence to get laid tonight. Even the ladies on the table looked amused.

After some edging by us and some loud cheering going on, Lawrence picked a target and moved on to his target, carrying loadful of advices from us. The women watched and giggled for awhile before leaving for the dance floor while us males drink to our merriment and Lawrence as our entertainment. At first, he appeared to look awkward and painfully shy. Then he got more confident and quickly make references across the room towards our direction to the girl.

I happened to excuse myself to the gents when someone waylaid me before I could get there.

"Hey there, stranger."

"Whoa! Isn't this Liz Goh???"

She giggled. After a year of not seeing that perky butt, petite sweet looking girl, she transformed. She still looked sweet looking, still have not lost those innocent naive aura around her but was her body HOT! Digging into my memory, she used to be tiny chested and tube tops, singlets did nothing on her. But look at her now, she filled up her A cups with some amazing D cups. It looks almost too heavy on her frame.

"Eh.. Stop staring at my bust, can?"

I gave her a loop sided grin. She laughed.

"Okay, okay. These are new."

My eyes widened. She asked where our table was and I pointed out towards the back and made my way to the toilet.

I hurried back to my table, not wanting to miss any action. To my amusement, Lawrence brought the girl back to the table. I couldn't really catch her name as the music is getting louder. Afterall, my full attention is on Liz now. The women came back after sweating their moves on the dance floor and a couple of guys went to get some more drinks. As Liz chatted excitedly with one of the women, Lawrence shared with me that Liz recently just been single.

Actually by midnight after many birthday wishes, many rounds of drinks and a heavily prompted birthday kiss given by the girl, I was ready to go. Liz grabbed my hand as one of the song played and dragged me towards the dance floor. Well, I don't really mind dancing but rubbing with sweaty bodies is not my forte. However, seeing Liz's new puppies bounced up and down with delight, kept me glued to the dance floor. As she swayed her body and "rubbed" her boobs against my chest a few times, I was reaching a hard on.

I led her outside of St James without her protesting. My last glance at our table on the way out, I saw Lawrence wrapped in a tight embrace with his girl. Way to go! I offered to send Liz home but she refused, instead she asked if she could have a nightcap over at my place.

We did not have any nightcap at all. The moment we reached my place, we are all over each other, encouraged further by the amount of drinks we both had. Come near morning, I had to carry her sleeping soundly on my arms to my bed, for we had spent ourselves on the rug in my living room.

In the afternoon (I took half day leave), we went to have our brunch near my office.

"So Liz, what happened?"

"Ermm.... what do you mean?"

"You know..."

Without any prompting, she revealed that her boyfriend had paid for her boob treatment, persuading her that it would looked wonderful if she could filled up her wedding dress. She was delighted that the mention of marriage, she didn't give much considerations. While in between her healing and her own preparation of a wedding, her boyfriend cheated on her. By the time, she found out, he has already married the other girl quietly because of accidentally impregnated her. What a bloody guy! What nerve!

I watched her facial expressions as she confessed slowly. I could tell that she has been numbed by the incident and she did admit that she will have trust issues again. We parted with promises to catch up with each other next week.

A little holiday with Rebecca Part 4

2007-08-27T13:08:00.000+08:00

Early next morning, I woke up with an empty space beside me. Mae must have slipped off in the middle of the night while I was faraway in dreamland. Her smell still lingering on the pillows and sheets.

At 10am sharp, the butler sent up a tray of English breakfast before declaring that I should get ready to leave in an hour's time. By the time I got ready, I was quickly and quietly ushered into the waiting white BMW. Stretched comfortably inside is Rebecca. She smiled and gave me a wink.

As the car started to turn away from the mansion, I turned and looked forlornly at the mansion. I might never see this place again. The finest experience of my life.

R: "Missing it already?" (laughingly)

Me: Huh? Well, you know.... (smile)

R: You did enjoy yourself, did you?

Me: Yes, I did. Thanks for inviting me.

R: (waved her hand at me) Its nothing. So what did you missed? The food? The service? The wine?

Me: Well... the place is so beautiful and the vast forest.... was wow, you know.

R: Haha! And the girl?

Me: Oh. Eh... she is fine too. (embarrassed)

R: Just only fine? (eyes wide open)

Me: Okay, okay... she is more than fine. She is good.

R: Ahhhh... I see. Better than me??

At this point of the conversation, Rebecca part her knees wide enough to reveal to me she is not wearing any undies beneath her dress. Exposing herself fully to me but not the chauffeur as she was tilted in a certain angle.

R: So..... Is she better than... No, wait... What is she called? (she swirled a finger in her mouth)

Me: Mae.

R: Okay.... So is Mae that good? (she pulled out her finger and placed it between her legs)

Me: Yes..... (gulp)

R: Really? (the finger goes deeper)

Me: ........

R: Better than me? (and deeper....)

To reply that, I quickly pulled her on me and gave her a deep kiss and pulled her on my lap, with her sitting astride me. Not caring whether we are giving a free show to the chauffeur, she started humping on my lap. From Malaysia til reaching Singapore.

What a joyous ride!!

A little holiday with Rebecca Part 3

2007-08-24T10:23:00.000+08:00

I woke up the next morning with Mae's blowjob. She is really good at it.

After she had her "breakfast", she brought me mine in bed. A good full American breakfast. As I tucked in, she said she would get prepared and dressed for lunch and suggested I dressed casually.

After I placed aside the empty plate, I took a long bath, still thinking about last night. I was dressed in my Polo Ralph polo tee and a casual Nike slacks when there was a knock on my door. I opened it to find Mae dressed prettily in a dainty yellow sundress that ends at her knee, holding a picnic basket. She asked me whether would I like to go on a picnic with her. Since its been a long time since I picnic, I know I would love it.

We walked out into the forest, gratefully with trees that shaded us from the afternoon sun. She found a little patch under a huge old tree and laid the mat across and set up the food while I took a short stroll slightly away from the patch. All around me was trees, trees and again trees. When I went back, what I saw was a spread before me. There was roast beef, grilled salmon, chicken salad, bread rolls, fresh fruits and two bottle of prenium red wine. I am so being pampered.

After clearing most of the food and the wine, she and me laid down taking a short nap under the tree. Slightly after 4pm, she woke me up with a kiss and started to undress herself. The sight of Mae's body shone under the sunlight and the thrill of making love to her out in the open in the day had me so turned on.

So had she as I had to stifled her screams by pressing my mouth against hers.

Later, we slowly strolled back to my room. She suggested we go and take a dip in the swimming pool before dinner. She went back to get her bikini and to meet me at the swimming pool. When we was outside the house, we met a few couples but I never saw Rebecca.

Mae reappeared wearing a little bronze bikini. I was glad there was quite a number of couple either by the pool sunbathing or in the pool swimming. Otherwise, I think this will be the next place I take Mae again. Not that anyone cared actually. We did a few leisure laps before going before to my room.

In my room, there was already another bottle of the finest red wine. As I was already rather heady with the earlier drinks and the late afternoon sun, I decided only to have a tiny bit. As I lay on my bed with myself propped up and swirling my wineglass. Mae decided to entertain me by dancing and twirling herself around the bed post used as a dance pole to silent music. As she stripped down to bare, I grabbed her and pushed myself on her from behind. Her shreks and giggles turned into moans.

After that, she went away again, promised to turn up at my door at 8pm. I took a little nap again. All this sex was amazing but happily draining.

This time, the dinner was also fantastic. As it was the last night, I was actually debating to skip the dinner and spend the time with Mae. But I couldn't be rude to the host hence I went. We was served Braised Leg of Lamb with Herbs and Spices and Broccoli and Avocado Salad with citrus vinaigrette, ending with a absolutely delicious Peach Soufflé. I saw some of the guests was missing, Rebecca included.

After dinner, the host thanked us with a toast. Some of the guys retreated into the library but most of the guests went back to their room. As I did, I saw Mae was already naked on the balcony admiring silently at the night sight. I took her from behind at the balcony and one more time in the showers before we laid sated across the bed.

My last thought was I really don't want to go home...

To be continue...

A little holiday with Rebecca Part 2

2007-08-19T15:09:00.000+08:00

At 8pm, me and my escort, Mae went down for dinner in the grand dining room. The dining room looks like it could fit a hundred guest comfortably instead there was about 30 seats at the long dining table.

Most of the seats are already filled up. Mae quickly shown me to my seat before smilingly disappear from the scene. I was seated directly opposite Rebecca who I had difficulty looking at her. I feel a little guilty that I had another girl sucked me under the same roof as Rebecca when it was she who brought me here. On my left, seated a prominent US actress (whom I shall not name) all decked in diamonds and rubies. On my right, is a prominent well known politician (whom I shall not name as well). I quickly scanned around. Most of the people here are either rich or famous or both. All influential. 15 ladies and 14 gentlemen. Well, except me.... (at this time, I was awed and felt a little self conscious). What was I doing here?!?

I would love to rattle off the names of guests I saw that night if not for the fact, I was swore to secrecy by Rebecca before the trip. I am a man of my words. So zipped my lips goes. But I could still tell you my experience.

The dinner was almost wonderful if not for the fact, it was French food. In small quantities. Made to look like an art instead of food. But it was delicious. The Confit d'Oignons (some soup that looks like onion) was heavenly. So was the main course Trout filled with Salmon Mousse. And their dessert Crème Chantilly au Bourbon (Vanilla Whipped Cream with Bourbon) left me speechless.

After dinner, the host announced that drinks will be served at the library for the gents and at the drawing room for the ladies. I didn't know that their rooms are named just like the English. Nevertheless, I manage to slip a peck at Rebecca before she scurry on following the rest. I would actually love to retreat back to my room for a rest as the road trip and the blowjob surprise left me a little weary. But I saw how this was the chance to mingle with the rest so I quietly follow suit.

Brandy, whiskey and wine was served. I glued on to my favourite - red wine. Managed to chat up with a few and exchanged namecards. Wonderful contacts. I had a guy even asked me to call him up if I ever want to switch company. At eleven, the host announced he is retiring to his room and the "usual practice is still on at the same place". As I tried to figure that out, one of the guy that I made small talk with Mr Shipping (since he is in the shipping business) reassured me and prompt to follow him. I did.

Every guy was walking and strolling along out of the room into the back garden where at the side of the house there was a small entrance leading down towards somewhere of a lower ground. And below was a bathhouse! A huge jacuzzi surrounded by open space and open sky. Mr Shipping indicated that we should take off our clothes and exchange them for a tiny white towel just enough to wrap around the waist. One by one, all of the guys popped into the jacuzzi.

I was about to close my eyes and enjoy the stirring vibrations of the water jets when some of the waiters appeared and silently placed drinks of what we exactly drank in the library beside us. How thoughtful! With my head thrown back and sipping my wine, looking at the starry night. THIS IS LIFE! But the peace was interrupted when some of the guys exciting exclaimed something. I sat up and saw a group of young nubile naked girls, some caucasian, most of them mixed blood standing at the edge of the jacuzzi. Is this for real??? At this point, if you don't believe I won't blame you because I couldn't believe my eyes as well.

One by one, the girls took their place... One with each guy. Then I say Mae, she went and slipped into the water beside me. Ahhh... these girls are the guys' escorts. Mr Shipping looked at Mae enviously. Mae is indeed quite attractive. Face of an angel yet body of a devil. Her face had the look of an innocent 16 years old but her body is truly fully developed into a woman's. I couldn't tell what race she was. Just like the others, she is mixed blood.

Mae started to rub her body against mine and slipped her hand below my towel. And when she wrapped her fingers around my manhood, I almost groan aloud. I quickly looked around me. Some of the guys had their girls sitting on their lap, pumping away. Some of them are in a corner making out with just their heads above the water. Two couple are already in action, screwing each other in full view of others on the floor beside the jacuzzi. As my fingers worked their way with Mae's nipples, Mr Shipping commented that I shouldn't worried about about my lady friend, Rebecca. As he put it, "You see, she will be enjoying the same treatment as you are getting" with a wink.

Mae then sat on top of me, impaled by me and started to go up and down slowly in the water. I glanced around worryingly for the last time and saw half of the guys had retreated back into the comforts of their rooms. Mae saw my look and she laughed and bring my face with her two hands and guided my mouth to one of her nipples as she pumped even faster. I grasped for the last time as I spurt into her warm comfort. She slowly led me out of the water and bought two terry bathrobe for us to put on.

We made our way back into my room. And well, I did made good use of the bed........

To be continue...

A little holiday with Rebecca Part 1

2007-08-15T17:30:00.000+08:00

Okay, this entry is going to longer than what I expected so it is going to be written in parts.

I had taken a little trip with Rebecca to Malaysia on Friday afternoon. She had that smile when she asked me to take leave on Friday and come along to a party of her friends' in our neighbour country. She promised she'll have me back in Singapore by Sunday.

With transport provided to and fro, free great wine and booze plus networking with prominent people will do great on my profile. I agreed immediately.

On Friday afternoon, I was picked up by a white BMW with Rebecca already sitting comfortably inside. I threw my overnight bag into the trunk and off we go. About Malaysia, I know little about the geographic of that lovely country as I have not venture much with my car. Besides, I prefer Thailand or Bali to do my budget shopping or to relax. So I was quite blur to say where I was heading after I left Johor.

4 hours later with my butt a little sore from sitting in the car, we have reached a quite secluded area. I could only see trees and trees and more trees. Rebecca explained that vast plots of land are owned by her friend. Up to a winding road, stood an old mansion almost hidden by tall trees. I got a bit worried. I think I must shown it in my face. Rebecca looked at me fondly and told me not to worry, we are quite safe here.

Once in the mansion, my tense muscle relaxed immediately. The huge wooden door opened into a total different world from outside. From the outside, the mansion looks old and tired and seriously a bit like a haunted house. But inside, you could see no expenses was spared. The walls are like as if painted in gold, shone bright yellow. Under my feet are plush maroon carpet. Over my head are giant chandeliers that sparkles around the huge waiting room. And fresh roses and lilies and tulips are placed in antique looking vases. I feel like I am in the lobby of a 5 stars hotel like Marriott or Ritz Carlton.

A butler promptly announced our arrival and shown us to our rooms to freshen up. I was wee bit of disappointed that Rebecca and I was not arrange to share a room together. Worse, our rooms are quite a distance from each other. I could register her slight dismay at this arrangement.

The butler left me in my designated room and informed me someone will arrived shortly to escort me to the dinning hall this evening. I had to pinch myself, the room is a dream. Decorated with supreme taste, the wallpaper are in rich burgundy and soft plush green carpet. At the side, a huge oak wardrobe that is huge enough to put in at least one thousand of tailored suits. At one corner, placed a comfortable looking arm chair with velvet cushions. In the middle, laid a king size bed with English Century's four bed post. I walked around and throw open the doors, leading towards a generous balcony separated by vines to allow privacy from other balconies. WAH........ This is impressive place.

Am I glad I agree to come....

It took me less than an hour to take a quick shower and I quickly dressed in a recently bought Hugo Boss suit (thanks to GSS). I am not sure how Rebecca's friends are going to dressed but she did warned me that dinner are formal affairs at all her friends' home. The livelihood of the riches.

I am pretty sure if I wear a suit to Aysha's place for dinner, she and Andy will think I am going bonkers. Haha!!

At 7pm, there was a gentle knock at my door. That must be the person who the butler mentioned that was going to escort me to dinner. I opened the door and was surprised to find that standing before me is a raven hair girl that is a head shorter than me with flawless skin with dreamy eyes, dressed in a white halter gown with her smooth porcelain like back exposed til her rim of her cute perky butt.

She smiled nervously and explained quickly in a hushed tone that she was to be my escort until the end of week. Quickly, she stepped in and closed the door behind her. I remember looking in bewilderment as she kneeled down in front of me and unzipped my pants and took out my manhood. The next thing I knew, there was sucking sounds and soft moans. I admit I did come a little too quick as I was totally taken by surprise here... and the sight up her head bobbing up and down is enough for me.

To be continue...

Do you play?

2007-08-08T15:31:00.000+08:00

I have difficulty in office these few days, not only with Calvin if you are thinking but with a new batch of new staff coming into our company.

Its seems that recently my HR department suddenly resemble a hungry monster devouring anyone who seems to be interested in joining the company. Suddenly, its seems that office is filled with new faces.

The question of "Do you play?" is actually directed at would you play the dating game in the office. Would you date your fellow colleagues? The dilemma for me is that this new girl in the office.

Her name is Hope.

She first caught my attention because of her name is so unique. Before she even step foot into the office, we had our admin pool gossiping about how strange her name is. A lot of them started little jokes with regards to her name. Something went along the line like, "I HOPE she is nice and friendly to work with..." or "I HOPE she is a hot babe with curves...." or "Let's HOPE she doesn't quit after a few months...."

And then I met her. On her first day at work, she was lost and looking for the Ying's office to report to and I happened to just arrived at the office. So I took her to Ying's and left her there.

She is the young demure type. Her long hair is tied tightly into a pony tail, so tightly it pulls to her skull. Dressed in a fade pink short sleeved shirt and a black pencil skirt with her black specs perching on her rather sharp nose. A bit sharp for asians women. Look rather ordinary office girl, that is my first impression. Some of the colleagues held a mini Welcome dinner for her and other 5 the new staff after work. I was pulled along at the last minute because there was not enough cars to go round everybody and I happened to be doing some OT. So my car was pooled in as well.

There were total 4 cars are filled up nicely. Whether it was destiny or not, Hope was the only one left without a designated driver. Or maybe my male colleagues sabotage me. I never know.

Me: "Ok, ready to go?" (as I switched off my laptop)
She: "Eh.. okay.. wait.. if you don't mind, let me go to the ladies first,k?"
Me: "Sure."

Then I realised I was left in the office with Hope. The rest of them hurrily scoot off when it was knock off time.

Me: "Eh.. Try not to take too long!"

As I just finished slipping my laptop into my bag, she emerged with a smile. What a change!

Her pink shirt was buttoned down a little. Her long black hair was let down and brush to shine. She could be a model in Pantene with her long luscious hair. She touched up her make up, leaving a slight tint of gloss on her lips, giving an impression that her lips are pouty. She even took out her specs. For the first time, I notice that her eyes. Shining and big. Beautiful and watery. Like stars in the night. These eyes are framed by a set of thick long lashes. Overall, a WOW WOW WOW!

She: "Eh.. Karl, we can go now.."

I snapped out of looking at her lustily.

We got into the restaurant without much difficulty. The group had already started ordering their food without us. The whole eveninig, I couldn't concentrate much about the Italian food placed before me. My eyes and ears are on Hope. I couldn't help but impressed by this little lady. For one, just this morning I thought she is some sort of nerd, goody goody girl. There she surprise me with her change in looks. And over dinner, she debate with another colleague on global warming and discuss with someone else on shares. Boy, is she brainy and well read.

Usually, I would make a move to ask her out especially after having dinner, I was the one who sent her home. But.. the BIG BUT she works in my office and I usually draw the line at dating people from the same place I work in.

You wouldn't shit where you eat, would you?

High Sea Party

2007-08-02T13:47:00.000+08:00

Rebecca threw a wonderful party over the weekend. Being wealthy and lots of time to oneself have a huge advantage. She love to throw monthly parties. And her parties are well known among her rich peers.

This where she will spend a week of her time to arrange for a venue for her party, a caterer, a suitable menu, food, drinks, band or DJ. As she explain to me, there will be ladies from her tight little social circle dressed in gorgeous expensive gowns and their partners usually their lovers to the party. She doesn't usually have a partner with her and usually hire a male escort for parties but she feels that I might like to have some fun since work has not been fun for me. Its my honour to attend.

Decked in Armani grey suit, I was picked up by Rebecca's chauffeur. She hired him just for the party. Sole purpose is to drive any drunken guests home if they happen to make themselves a nuisance.

Not surprising to arrive at Marina Bay where the party is held at a yatch borrowed from a friend. I had thought it was a big party but all I could see is that only 2 couples have arrived and on the deck making small talk. One of the crew directed me towards one of the room where Rebecca is preparing herself.

Reaching her room, I could see she is doing some last minute touching ups to her make up. She smell heavenly of Gucci's Envy. I snuggled up to her back and bury my nose to her neck and breathe deeply. I love ladies who smell nice. She had her hair bun up and encased in a delicate web of tiny pearls. As I turned her around to admire her choice of dressing, I was really amazed how the floor length dress hug her figure just nicely, not too tightly til it is obscene. Her dress is made up of light shade of gray and pink flowing sheath. Although her neckline is rested up to her collarbone, her back is exposed to nearly the top of her rounded butt.

As I breathe in another deep breathe of her scent, my hand romped upon her butt, squeezing lightly.

"Do I look alright?"

Her question made me chocked with laughter. With her wealth and her social circles, she still need confirmation from me. I wished there was time to take her there and there but guests are pouring in and she is the hostess.

After we sailed off at 8pm, the total headcount was only 5 couple including us. Most of the ladies are below thirty and their partners are way younger. Rebbecca moved me around the room, introducing one couple after another. One couple is a bony white Indonesian Chinese lady adorn with a lot of gold on her and her Caucasian lover. Another is a lady who is Japanese and her toy boy who is also Japanese. And the other couple is a lady that looked like mixed blood and her lover who is a African American. The last couple is a lady who look the oldest among all and also looked fake (Rebecca reveal that she had plastic surgery all over her) and a toy boy who looks barely 16 years old.

With people like this, there bound to be havoc and I was right. I shouldn't go into too much details. But we were in international waters, there was champagne and some illegal substances. Very soon after 3am, expensive gowns and suits were abandon and lewd games were played. There was some activity of switching partners but I only have lust for Rebecca, and she me. The Japanese lady tried her ways with me but I was kept mainly exclusive to Rebecca. All of us had some wild abandon sex on the deck out in the open. Screaming ecstasy into the high wind. With only moon and stars laying their lights upon our naked sweaty bodies.

Only drawing sunrise did couples one by one retreated back into designated room to wake up from their stupor. By mid noon, I was back with two feet firmly on the ground.

Why women had it better than us males

2007-07-26T11:10:00.000+08:00

Read my header and you will know what I am discussing about.

Why women had it better than us males - in terms of sex. Yes, sex.

Number Uno: The ladies has more orgasms in one sitting
Face it. The ladies has much easier time getting more orgasms than us males. Sure, we could do it like 2 or 3 times in one sitting only IF you are physically fit and raring to go, you have a sex overdrive, you haven't have sex in a while or the gal on the bed is one super sexy experience kitten. More than not, most guys will settle for 1 orgasm in one sitting than rest for an hour or so before able to give it another go at 2nd round. And for our ladies, they could go on and on and on in just one sitting. I know of a girl who can have 10 or more orgasms in an hours. Continuously.

Number Dos: Lesbian and still delicious
How would you look at a guy if he declare he is gay or he has bisexual preference?? Then compare how you will look at a girl if she whispered in your ears she loves she do it with another girl?? A huge difference. Lesbian sex is in the fantasy of a lot of hot blooded young men. Its just so erotic to them that two beautiful God creations is making out on a bed while you watch on. Simply a turn on. Take the picture and place two guys... Well, you get the idea.
(Note: I have nothing against gays, I know some of them in my social circles and they are terrific guys. But Singapore being Singapore, still is Singapore....)

Number Tres: Oh! Oh! Oh!
The girls could scream their way to ecstasy, expressing how good or how wonderful their orgasm is. They could use different words and tonations to describe how good they feel. At this point, sometimes I envy them when they scream and cry and shout. Imagine a guy that scream louder than the girl he is bedding. Unthinkable.

Of course, there are alot of arguments and debates with regards to who gets it better. Its an never ending story.

Uncomparable

2007-07-23T13:19:00.000+08:00

Somehow, the stupid Calvin found out about Ying and her shameful D N D night and found himself a new target to irritate with. But he does not know that words that round that he isn't the most popular and well liked guy. Just last Friday, he was "invited" to the director's office for some well meaning "advice". He became quite mild after that.

Millie has decided that she will further another degree overseas in Boston University. In reality, she just want another excuse to leave Singapore and away from her parent's crutches. As she packed her belongings at the hotel two nights ago, I wrapped my arms around her and made love to her for one last time before she flew away.

As she wrapped her arms at the airport, she made me promise to visit her in Boston. Gosh, suddenly I felt like a little kid being taken away of his favourite toy. I know as I watched her waved behind those glass doors, I am going to miss her. My Millie.

Yesterday, I met up with Queenie for some coffee at Starbucks. I went and picked her up at SMU, she was wearing this dainty white singlet and a red and green checked plaint skirt that kept riding up her thighs as she wiggled in my car seat. Its hard to keep my eyes on the road when she kept exposing herself like that. Queenie seems to be aware and wiggled her butt even more. Haha!

As we had conversation over coffee, her handphone keep her fingers busy as well with their constantly incoming smses. Queenie is young no doubt about that and she somehow remind me of Jamie. For a moment, I wondered how Jamie is doing.

I drove her home and at her void deck, we continued our conversation at the stone table. Her area is quite secluded and quiet. It was close to 2am. She yawned and lean over my shoulder and I buried my nose in her soft scented hair. We stayed like this for awhile before she woke up and looked at me sleepily. I gave her a quick peck at the cheeks for looking so cute before senting her up to her doorstep.

Afterthought: Queenie is lovely but uncomparable to Ms Devil.

Colleague Calvin

2007-07-12T17:37:00.000+08:00

I really do not want to say this, afterall I am not a mean person. But this new guy in my office, realy makes you want to punch him in the face.

Calvin is a new guy in the accounts department. He is what you would describle as conservatively dressed, with a pair of nerdy specs and always a pair of brown loafers. Dressing wise is up to an individual. I could'nt have care less. You can docked up like a clown for all I care.

But his personality speaks more. Much much more. He is loud. Super loud with his comments. He is also stupidly arrogant and proud of it too. Already the first week into our company, he has offended most of the colleagues in his department. Since he is not from my department, I could care less, until he stepped on my tail...

I figure someone from the office would one day found out that I am the author behind this blog, I just didn't figure out would be from this obnoxious creature. I mean some of the times I would blogged in my office and I did made reference about Ying before and that is obvious enough. Calvin slided up to my desk a week ago and make the comment of how talented I am is into writing and should give him a few tips of dating.

I am smart not to reveal my true feelings and pretended I know nothing about what he had said. And hope that he would let it rest.

But no.. just yesterday after one long lunch with my legs wrapped around Rebecca's waist, he appeared at my desk again. This time with his cheek puffed out, he is more direct this time, "Eh.. Karl.. Teach me leh.. How to get girls to sleep with you one har? You seemed to be the expert here leh."

I had enough of his nonsense and stomped out of the office with a curt reply, "Go figure." He shouted back, "Come on, share share leh."

If I had stayed there a little longer, this guy would have a black eye in addition to his ugly face.

So if you are Calvin, stay off my back after reading this.

Student Queenie

2007-07-05T13:25:00.000+08:00

The weather these few weeks has been so hot especially at night.

As Millie is still happily put up ay Hyatt, even as I invited her back to my home, she wisely commented that I need space to heal and she being there will intrude on my healing. But every now and then, she will still spend her nights with me, having wild sex and waking the neighbors.

Millie confided in me that she met some salesman at a reputable watch shop during her shopping spree and she is quite smitten with his boyish look. A Singapore Chinese? That is a first from Millie. She usually like her guys beefy and Caucasian. She has been going to his shop quite frequently, causing his colleagues to gossip about them.

Last night, with nothing on, I reached home early. I started to play with my handphone and scroll to an unfamiliar name. It’s the cute little thing I met at Oosh. I decided to give her a call. My call was answered by the second ring.

I asked Queenie out for a late night of drinks but she politely turned me down. In the end, I spent almost 3 hours with her over the phone. For a very long time, I hadn’t have such a long conversations over the phone. Business calls doesn’t count.

Queenie is only 20 years old and is currently still studying at SMU full time for her business degree. As she has to turn in tomorrow for school, she couldn’t go out with me. We talked about everything and anything. She is actually quite a good conversationalist filled with humour.

Her parents gave her a lot of pressure to exceed in her studies. Plus she has two elder brothers would did exceptionally well in their studies and in life. The eldest brother is studying his Phd while free lancing with a R&D company. The other one is completing his Masters this year in MIT.

Since both of her brothers are not attached yet, her parents do not allow her to start dating. Their rational is that she should follow her brothers’ footsteps and modeled after them. In turn this give her a lot of pressure.

Not that she is not smart, is just that her parents expectations are weighing her down.

3 hours flew passed before we reluctantly cut the conversation as she needs to go to school early.

I looked forward to meet her again.

The Cute Little Thing

2007-06-28T13:25:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, I met Andy at Oosh to have some nice red wine to end the evening. He confessed to me that Aysha has been hinting him about marriage again. That stressed him a great deal all over again and this time, the pressure even affect his sexual performance.

He secretly fears that Aysha will go off contraceptives just to have a baby so that he will have to marry her. I laughed off the notion that Aysha would be stupid enough or desperate enough to do it.

Other girls I wouldn’t know for sure but after having known Aysha for years, I know she has her head firmly on her shoulders. Aysha isn’t someone who would resort to such scheming actions to pull a wedding off.

Middle into the conversation, a business acquaintance of Andy stopped by our table. I excused myself to go to the gents and as I got out of the gents, some girl accidentally backed into me. A cute little thing. I stepped aside to let her through.

As I make my way back to our table, I noticed that Andy is still not done with his conversation. So I stood by the bar and ordered another drink while I wait for Andy to finish.

The cute little thing (who really looked like Hebe from S.H.E) approached me and started a conversation.

She: Hi. Sorry that I bumped into you just now.

Me: I should be the one to apologies. (Smile)

She: No, really. Its my fault.

Me: Could I buy you a drink? (I thought it might be her ruse to get a free drink)

She: Oh, no, no. Its okay. I am having friends over there. So are you alone?

Me: Not really.

She: Would like to join us?

Me: No, I am alright.

She: Okay. If you change your mind…

Me: I’ll let you know. (wink)

She giggled and left to join her friends. Somehow, I don’t feel Oosh is the right place to pick girls up. So I left it there and then. Minutes later, I rejoined Andy at our table,

Around midnight, we left the place to go to Lavender for some supper. Before I manage to get into my car, the cute little thing ran up to my car.

She: Look, I am not really into picking strangers in a pub or anything.

Me: Mmmm….

She: I just like to know you.

Me: Okay. Me and my friend is going to catch some food. Would you like to join us?

She: (look back at her friends) I don’t think I can leave just as yet.

Me: No worries then. Some other time.

I drove off after exchanging our names and contact number and thought nothing of it. Afterall, I am getting all the excitement from Rebecca.

BTW I am catching Transformers tonight!!!

Ling Back for 1 Nite

2007-06-20T12:39:00.000+08:00

Rebecca has acknowledge that she isn’t finding someone who is looking for a lifetime partner or a husband. In fact, she has fears that guys who are interested being with her due to her wealth. Hence, once she started getting comfy with the involved guy, she will slinked away.

However, she confided in me that she has no such worries in me that I would stick on to her. Maybe because I am a known Casanova or maybe my charming easy ways with females.

Well, this statement got me worried. Am I not good enough to be someone’s life dependent? Hmmmm……

Ling came back from Malaysia just a week ago and she actually tried to avoid contacting me. If not for the fact I bumped into her at Vivo City yesterday, I think she will be back to Malaysia without me ever knowing she came by Singapore.

She dressed very simply with hr hair pulled back and in just white tee and blue jeans. She is like what I remembered her. Pure, innocent elegant lady.

She was here settling some personal stuff and didn’t want to contact me due to awkwardness. Nevertheless, I managed to convince her to have dinner with me. What I expect to be a harmless dinner turned out to be a full blown affair.

After dinner, she suggested drinks over at my place. Red wine, the clothes off, then red wine again, then bedroom, red wine, into bed.

Same thing as the first time I held her, Ling make love to me quietly then let herself quietly out of the house with me snoring and wrapped within the sheets. I only discover that she is gone in the morning.

Okay, can't blog much now... Rebecca is waiting below at my office for anther.. Hmm.. as Bern put it "lunch rendevouz".

Rebecca and her Gift

2007-06-16T23:42:00.000+08:00

Rebecca is totally besotted with me. She will want to meet me every single day for lunch. Last Friday, I met her over drinks in the evening and she wore a really sexy little black number with plunging neckline where you could see her puppies bounced with delight as she took another breath or walk another step.

We met at St James Power Station for some light evening drinks when she slide me a little box wrapped in a rose coloured paper.

R: For you..

Me: Huh? What for?

R: For being nice to me. For being a friend.

Me: Friendship has no price, Rebecca.

R: I know. Something to say I appreciate you.

She insisted that I keep the present and not to open it until I reached home. After I bade goodbye to her at St James Power Station, I tore the wrapper and open the box to reveal a IWC Da Vinci Chronograph watch.

Later Andy reveal to me that he doesn’t think Singapore carries this model.

On Tuesday as I met her over at Raffles Place over lunchtime to thank her for her expensive gift, she slides her hand across and pulls me over to plant her lips firmly on mine.

R: There… You thanked me.

Me: Er….. (Blush)

R: (smile)

Everything went haywire from them. We had to find a isolated multi storey carpark in the midst of office buildings and humped our way to sheer orgasm in her BMW. There and then I discover her breasts are the real thing, no fakes.

Rebecca the Client

2007-06-04T23:32:00.000+08:00

Sigh! Its been a month since Ms Devil and I broke up. I have been avoiding the places where we used to hang out. Couldn't bear to see her hanging off the arms around other men, I suppose.

I haven't been blogging much not really due to her but due to an extremely unfair workload piled on me by Ying - my superior. Love and work are lost on my end here but suddenly, like I am a new baby plunged into a new world. While I am taking my flirting skills out of the closet, someone sniffed me from far away and starting to sharpen her claws on me.

I am talking about my latest client - Rebecca.

Now Rebecca is slim, a bit tipping on the skinny side with a perky butt and oh boy, a pair of boobs to drool over. She is not someone you'll call hot babe however, she has interesting features that would make someone want to look at her again and again. like Nicole Kidman. Not sizzling hot but gorgeous in her own way.

Often as I met her over lunch meetings, I would actually wandered my eyes over to her cleavage. I suspect that such a skinny girl wouldn't have such natural big boobs. Might be fakes. But the way they bounces as she moves and the way pressed against the blouse til the buttons will popped if she takes another deep breath... makes me take my breath away.

After a few meetings, I found that she is not very rich up there. Meaning she is not very bright. She makes a lot of horrendous financial mistakes, investing in things she doesn't even know or heard about. She just either close her eyes and sign or she trust her gut instincts too much.

However, she has plenty of cash to spare. If she didn't invest a single cent, never splash her money away on her hideous shopping spree and put everything away in the bank, I bet she could be a little missy millionare. Her mother was an Indo-Chinese ran away when Rebecca was really young, leaving her in the hands of her remaining grandfather would adore her like hell and rich like hell too. He sent her to Singapore for studies and she love in love with the little city here and decided to migrate over when she reached 21 years old. Just after a year of migration, her grandfather passed away, leaving her with everything in his will, causing displeasure among the rest of the survivng family members. Just as well that she has moved over here.

How I know so much?? She rather spend her time discussing her life story than to go through her financial portfolio with me.

However, throughout all the meeting, each and every time, she tries to test her limits with me. At first few meetings, I thought she was just being over friendly and flirty. Now I am convinced she wants me. Especially after yesterday, she took my hand and pressed in upon her bosom to "feel her heartbeat" because "she thinks she has a bad heart and need my advice to see if she should consultant a specialist". Human heart are not even located in the middle of a cleavage!!!

Then she called me late last night, telling me that she had a very bad dream about losing her money over a bad financial mistake. And by the time she halfway describling her dream to me, it has turned into a really soft porn dream.

I did not meet her today even though she did called me up in the early morning to check my schedule. I did have other clients lined up. She simply refused to hang up until I promised to squeeze her in on Friday afternoon.

Let's see what she has on her sleeves.

This should be amusing.

Tagged by Ecstasy

2007-05-15T17:10:00.000+08:00

I got tagged by Ecstasy. Haha! I am a game person so I shall play along.

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Tagged! This is what you are supposed to do. Cut and paste if you decide to participate in the tagging game.Each player of this game starts off by giving 6 weird things about themselves. People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names.After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them and to read your blog

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6 Weird Things (let's count)

1. Usually people sleep after tiring sex, I don't. I will feel refreshed and rejunvated. I would want
cuddles and hugs and watch the tube on the bed or take a walk or grab some snacks. I would
only sleep (or at least pretend to sleep) if I got nothing to say to the girl or sex was bad.

2. I was a charmer even from young. My mother would carried me around the neighbourhood in
the mornings to get better prices when she does her marketing. All the aunties and uncles
love to pinch my cheeks and coo coo gaa gaa at me.

3. I love my food, cheesy, milky and creamy. That means I love my Cream Cheese Pasta at
Pasta Mania and my Cheese cakes at NYDC. If you got bad looks and sex couldn't win me
over, offer me Oreo Cheese cake topped with cheese flaks, I am your docile little puppy.

4. Those people who usually declare they hate me because of my lifestyle, my guts, my looks,
my salary...blah blah blah.... mostly ended up adoring me and pamper me to my most
whimsical needs. Maybe because I tend to try even harder to charm them from enemies to
my friends. Wahaahaahaa!!

5. I love sleeping nude. That is not really weird but while I was living with my parents, its a bit
hard to do. I will have my mother / father / my aunt / my cousins coming into my room to
look for me. I am always forgetful enough to lock my room or cover myself with a blanket.
Hence, they would get an eyeful of what I have.

6. I love screamers. I love women who moan and scream and shout in bed. I would never
hushed them for any reasons. It actually turns me on to hold a woman in my arms that
scream esctasy when she come.

Well, that's the 6 weird things about me. Haha! Enjoy laughing. As for tagging, I haven't found who I am able to tag. Most of my friends' blogs are either tagged already or private access only.

*Amended:

I shall tagged these two first:
http://nostandard.blogspot.com/ (Bern dude)
http://providence1974.blogspot.com/ (Eileen Lady)

The Past

2007-05-14T16:19:00.000+08:00

Thanks for all those who welcome me back and those who dropped me an email for encouragement.

A note to those who cared:
I am alright. Just disappointed. Despite putting in the hard work and wearing my sincere heart on the sleeve, Ms Devil and I did not work out. Well, I tried my best. Really did. Since she doesn't believe girls and boys can remain in contact after post relationship, I haven't so much seen an sms from her or receive a "Hello, how have you been?" I did call her but my calls are left unanswered / unreturned.

Andy called upon an urgent gathering on Saturday around Geraldine's place to remise about the past. He so proudly declare that "It started here and it must end here" speech. I am seriously touched that my friends really cared about me. We all sat around the living room with bottles and bottles of red wine unopened. All prepared for the night of binge drinking. All those who attended: Me, Andy, Aysha. Geraldine, Marky and Olivia.

Olivia seems delighted at me being single again and couldn't tear herself from my arm as if her whole life depended on it. She wore a white tube and white shorts. Her fabric so white and thin, you could see that she is not wearing anything underneath. Certain angles her pubes are airing themselves to open eyes. Andy can't seem to keep his eyes off her.

Marky was whining about how all their efforts are wasted on being me and Ms Devil. Quote: "Such a fairytale. Such wasted efforts." He is the drama king, you know.

Aysha was busy shushing Marky and lamenting how insensitive he was while trying to distract Andy from staring at Olivia or from downing another glass of red wine.

Andy was cuddling Aysha from behind with his head propped on Aysha's shoulder while his eyes are roving around Olivia's body non stop. His erection is obvious but I think everyone thought its because of Aysha.

Geraldine was cuddling me on the other side, cooing and purring at me like I am her baby and she my mother.

Everyone spend the whole night drowning in red wine and crappy jokes and silly stories of their past. Everyone had a silly story to share.

Like Marky shared how during his teens, he was labelled as a gay in school. The situation was so bad that at one point of time, he actually though he might be one.

Geraldine despite being tall and broad builded was bullied during school days until her parents had to call the police in.

Andy had a huge crush on his mother's best friend by was in her 50s at that time. He actually embrassed himself by professing his adoration to her on his 18th birthday and was gently rejected by her.

Olivia had been a virgin until her uni days where she offered sex in exchange for grades on a particular project. From there, she change into a sexual nymph.

Aysha had dislike sex and Chinese guys until she met with Andy. Her previous boyfriends are all younger than herself and all have been Africa-Americans.

We have all enjoyed ourselves til the next morning at 5am when we drove everyone, drunk and giggling to West Coast's McDonald and gobbled a heavy breakfast while irritating everyone with our giggles.

Good News & Bad News

2007-05-09T23:04:00.000+08:00

Okay, time to update my blog... Since I never post anything for so long....

Good news and bad news.

Good news

Aysha and Andy are back together. This time they are taking things slow so they decided to postpone their wedding to a much later date. Both of them agree its the wedding stress that is killing their relationship.

So they have booked themselves with a little holiday to Perth. That's nice. Envy them.

Andy has asked me along seeing that this time is my down time but I curtly refused for the fact this holiday's objectives is to allow the two of them to spend some time together as a couple.

Bad News

Now for the bad news... Sigh! Ms Devil and I had broke up.

She didn't understand my relationship with Millie and how I need to maintain the friendship at the very least. In her books, guys and girls could not be friends, either they are a couple or they are colleagues and nothing else. I have told her off that that is a very narrow thought, given our century. See, I have offended her yet again. So we had a fight over this.

I had thought "No biggie" but its seems like its a different lifestyle for her. She didn't mind my past as long as I did not bring into this relationship. She didn't understand how I could keep in touch with Geraldine. Afterall, Geraldine is my ex girlfriend. I should be on talking terms with her, let alone go out having tea together. (I did not tell her that I did continue sleeping with Geraldine until the moment she came along)

She didn't even approved of Aysha. She claims she closes one eye when I am talking to Aysha over the phone or out with her. Jealous of Aysha? You must be kidding, man.... Aysha is like a sister I never have. Nothing sexual between us. Not even a flirty glance.

In the end, she said we are not made for each other. And with all the nonsense I have stated above, I got no choice but to agree. Perhapes we are destiny to meet not to last.

The reason I have not been posting partially caused by this incident. I was nursing my ego and heart back to health. Geraldine and Aysha has been super duper nice to me. Whenever I need warm within a woman's hug, I know I could call upon Geraldine. (Nothing sexual there..) Whenever I need a listening ear, Aysha lend me her ears. Whenever I need to drink, Aysha also lend me her man. HAHA!

So ladies, I am back on the playground again.

Beware!

SUPER PISSED OFF

2007-05-01T20:27:00.000+08:00

I am now super pissed off as my numbers of entries are unable to launch up on my blog. I got no idea why. Its either Blogger.com or stupid ISP.

amusing speck of light in the gloomy darkness

2007-04-16T00:40:00.000+08:00

Things have not been too good for me and Ms Devil. She still refused to see me, saying that she wants to clear her mind of confusion. What confusion? She has been giving me one word answers whenever I get the chance to speak to her.

"Hi darling..."
"Yes?"
"Have you eaten, dear?"
"Yes."
"How's your day, honey?"
"Fine."
"Do you want to go out?"
"No."

Ms Devil wants me to get rid of Millie. Which is really impossible. Millie has been around my life since no one could remember. Even Andy couldn't remember whether he knew me first or Millie did. That is how long I've had Millie in my life.

Millie in fact found the incident amusing. She is putting up at Hyatt. Trust her to put up in a hotel rather than to go home. She simply refused to let her parents know she is back in Singapore. For the fear, they insist she to join in their daily routine of balls, golf, dinners etc....

She flew home immediately with her baggage and all on the first flight after she walked in on her BBB in the middle of a passionate sex with a man. Millie is not at all bisexual and she is in fact quite conservative with her thinking in sex. She likes male and does not like to share them.

Plus the fact that her BBB has been refusing her sex for the past 2 weeks. And now she found him shagging the mailman!!

Millie has labeled the incident as the "amusing speck of light in the gloomy darkness". Gloomy darkness refers to her situation now. She has been utterly depressed that she cannot get any comfort sex from me. The furthest I am willing to go is to hold her in my arms and let her cry into my chest as she related her story of BBB's betrayal.

Since Ms Devil did not want to see me, Millie has all my attention and time devoted to her. Going with her on shopping cum spa therapy and bringing her to fine dining and likes.

I guess I am going to surf for a florist now to see if I could get a bouquet of tulips for Ms Devil...

Our First Fight

2007-04-13T19:23:00.000+08:00

I didn't meant for it to happen....

But we had our very first major fight yesterday. Well, I guess honeymoon stage is over.

Millie came back to Singapore. She broke up with her BBB and flying back alone in tears, she didn't inform me that she was on the next flight to Singapore after an arguement with BBB. She just packed up, book ticket and drove to the airport. I guess Ms Devil is not on her mind when she made the way to my place at 4am in the morning. Hoping to seek solace in my arms, like what she has always do.

Unfornately, Ms Devil is already in my arms, sleeping naked. With my manhood still in her.

Millie has the keys to my apartment. Something Ms Devil does not even have.

Well, Millie saw everything the moment she threw open the bedroom door. Now, Millie doesn't mind me having women over. She know what kind of lifestyle I led. But she isn't the kind where she will join in the fun with another woman and me. I guess she is having it bad in her life when she screamed.

I was caught off guard wrapped in between the sheets, looking surprise sitting upright with Ms Devil who looked like she saw a ghost and Millie in frustrated tears.

Millie returned back to the living room while I ensured Ms Devil nothing is wrong and I will settled it. I got dressed and went out looking for Millie. After I managed to subdue Millie and convinced her to go home to her parents first, Ms Devil came out of the bedroom fully clothed.

Two words. Oh no.

Words of vulgarity and dripping with sacrasm. Name calling and label hurling. Two of them would be fighting if not for the fact that Millie is jetlagged and Ms Devil is worn out with all the sex we did. PLUS I was in between them. I was not able to get a word of explaination in.

End up, I got Millie slammed the door and left. And I got Ms Devil slammed the door and left after Millie.

Until this very moment, I have not been successful in getting hold of both women. SIGH!!

Ms Devil, Me & PMS

2007-04-05T11:47:00.000+08:00

PMS

A big huge word for females.

A time to be ultra sensitive to the ladies.

Ms Devil is having her menses last night, she didn't know and I didn't know so ended up she stained the sheets. We only discover this morning. I was hugging her from behind with one hand slipped into her tank top, massaging her breast, kissing her bare neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses down her back. Then my thigh touched something wet among the sheets. I lifted off the blankets and there was an angry red patch staring back at me!!!

Ms Devil quickly disappeared into the toliet, screaming her apologises. And I am stuck staring at the angry red patch. I admit I am not very good at this kind of thing.

I moved over to the kitchen got myself and strong coffee and a wet rag before moving back to the bedroom. Ms Devil saw me with the rag and quickly grabbed it and started sponging the stain off my white sheets. All this while I stood at a corner sipping my coffee calmly. She then proceed to pulled off my sheets to change a new one. I barely grumbled that I would have to make a trip down to the cleaners again. She shot a dirty look back at me.

On the way sending her to work, she barely mumbled a sentence to me. Sitting and dreaming in her comfort zone, she sulked and sulked.

Me: Do you want breakfast, dear?
D: ...
Me: Huh?
D: (shakes her head and look miserable)
Me: Don't look so sad, dear. I'm not blaming you for the stains.
D: (looked pointly at me) I am not upset over the stains!!
Me: Huh?
D: Nevermind.
Me: What upsets you then? Comeon, tell me.
D: You guys will never understand.
Me: How can I understand when you don't let me?
D: Drop it. Okay? Just drop it.

Only after dropping Ms Devil off to work, I had to vent my frustration and called Andy up. He laughed heartily at my ignorance and gave me a very good advice.

"Be a teddy bear."

Which translate to: Prepare to give a lot of warm hugs. Look at her with understanding eyes. Stay quietly at a corner until summon. Always keep your mouth shut until she asked something.

Olivia Playing with Fire

2007-03-29T12:37:00.000+08:00

This does not look good. Geraldine called a few days ago to warn me that Olivia is getting out of hand. She has been coming home drunk as hell every nite and worse is that she swore to make life difficult for me. I didn't know she carrys a touch for me but Geraldine says it is her character that she loves to play with fire.

This time I am the fire.

Olivia kinda like the idea of me being attached and tried to steer me away from Ms Devil so she would win another of her conquest. Crazy woman...

Geraldine warned me that she could get overbroad and come between me and Ms Devil. I got to have a talk with Olivia when she is SOBER. Which is hard. Nowadays, Geraldine have to go and pick her up at odd places in odd hours of the night.

Monday - An ex flame's place - 5am
Tuesday - Some pub at Boat Quay - 2am
Wednesday - Zouk - 3am
Thursday - MOS - 4am
Friday - St James - 5am

Geraldine ranted and raved on. I am beginning to feel sorry for her. Its like being responsible for a kid.

After the incident of having Olivia stalking me when I was out with Isabella and she turned up at my place in the middle of the night, I believe she is capable of what Geraldine is implying. So last night, I called her up after sending Ms Devil home after a movie.

Guess what? Olivia was at home!! Surprise Surprise! Actually she was home due to the fact Geraldine threatened to throw her out and took away Olivia's wallet and keys. With that, Olivia sounded like a teenager sulking when grounded at home. When Olivia sulk, she really sulk big time. She refused to make a proper conversation. She only goes "Hmm" or "Mmmm".

*Throwing my hands in the air* I give up on her.

Oh Olivia!!

2007-03-23T00:25:00.000+08:00

Olivia, Olivia what am I going to do with you?

She turned up unexpectantly yesterday night. Drunk as hell. She was wearing a pair of blue demin shorts and an over sized white man shirt. Her hair is wet and her make up smeared. Her shirt was not properly done up thus exposing her pink nipple playing peek-a-boo.

Fortunate for me, Ms Devil was not sleeping over yesterday. Otherwise, hell would unfurl.

I got no choice but to invite Olivia in. She promised to stay on the sofa while I called Geraldine for help. Geraldine answered the phone in a super sleepy sexy voice. I hung up after she promised to rush down to my place immediately.

The moment I turned around, there she was. Still on the sofa. But naked. Strewed across the floor was the remaining of her clothes.

What can I do? I am a full red blooded human being. I got so aroused that I could feel my manhood straining at my boxers. Olivia is really sexy. And with that attitude of hers, its impossible for any guys to resist her. Unless they are gays of course.

I walked over to the sofa and she pulled me towards her. Very soon, she was rubbing her nubile body against me. Me in my boxers only. Gosh! She rode on me with my boxers still on, manhood still safe within the thin cloth. She is acting as if I am in her, making wild sex. My manhood is straining and begging to be released.

I did not know how long she continued her act and I continued gritting my teeth while in a dreamy state. The moment my doorbell buzzed, she got up and got dressed and act as if nothing happened and open the door for Geraldine.

Geraladine sensed something is wrong, she gave me a puzzled look over however she did not asked much and brought Olivia home.

As for me? Relieved that I do not consider that as cheating afterall I did nothing to participate nor encourage. And we did not have sex.

In the end, I took a cold shower.

2 Women in my life

2007-03-15T09:56:00.000+08:00

Andy and Aysha are still not speaking to each other.

Ms Devil was nice enough to tolerate Andy's brawling and drunk state whenever he bunk over my place without notice. She has been an angel in devil disguise because that is what she is. An angel.

She will do the houseworks and cook for both of us. She never complained whenever I need to go out with the guys. Although her cooking isn't fantastic, I didn't care much about food anyways. She is always up and running as and when I in need of her whether its her voice I want to hear or its her presence I long for. She is always there.

Ms Devil's childcare job doesn't give her much financial freedom although she does seems to have a lot of time on her hands. She just required to work for about 6 hours per day and from Mondays to Fridays. She doesn't need to say anything but I usually would pamper her by bringing her shopping and eating out to good restaurants.

There will be times where my attention will be diverted elsewhere but she doesn't seem to mind. In fact, she will chided me with a smile and give me a suggestive wink. Haha!

Millie has been complaining that I don't care about her often enough. In fact, several times she called either I was on the phone with Ms Devil or in bed with Ms Devil.

Speaking of Millie, Ms Devil seems to be very concern about her. Both of them have not met neither but both of them knows that each holds a special place in my heart. Neither one could replace each other's empty places. As for Millie, I have explained to Ms Devil that she is a long time best friend that I am seeing on and off, as and when she comes back to Singapore. I assured Ms Devil that for sexual part, I will eased off with Millie. Ms Devil seems quite agitated that I am having sexual relations with Millie. Just woman's jealousy, I suppose. I have to spend hours to pacify her.

I have to pacify Millie when she blew her top after I gently put it across to her that she might like to let me know in advance the next time she drops by Singapore.

"So as to let your girlfriend gets her claws sharpen.."sneered Millie.

Sigh! The women in my life.

Aysha VS Andy

2007-03-06T09:23:00.000+08:00

The shocking news!! Andy called me up awhile ago and told me that he and Aysha had broken up...

Apparently, the night when we met up with boobsy Wendy at St James, one of Aysha's good friend happened to be around to witness all the humping and grooving. Even the lapdance given by Wendy on Andy's lap. Immediately, the news got to Aysha's ears and news being news was blown out of proportions.

Immediately, I called the sobbing angry Aysha up. The first two calls had cut me off. But by the third call, she agreed to talk things out with me. The condition was that "cheating bastard" is not to be around.

Andy was damn pissed off as well. No matter how much he ranted and raved that he will not want her back even she came back begging, I know deep down inside he regretted very much that night and he WILL want her back. Afterall, one of his foot is already committed into the grave of marriage. I know that they even appointed their own minister to do their vows in their church.

I was around Aysha's place in a flash.

She was surrounded by cushions and pillows and lots of tissue papers. Her eyes are all red and swollen from the crying. Even her voice sounded like a whisper. Around the bed was scattered with photos of their coupledom.

Me: Aysha, Andy didn't cheat on you...
Aysha: Yes, he did. He did.
Me: I was there. I witness everything.
Aysha: So did Susan. She saw everything as well. He was with that...that woman.
Me: I was the one who went home with Wendy not Andy. Andy just went home by himself. I can vounch for that.
Aysha: You will say anything to cover his ass. You are his buddy!

At this moment, I knew there is nothing I could persude her to listen any further. Might as well, as her bedroom door opened and walked in a girl who looked no more than 21 years old. She looked at me and smiled. Her cute smile brighten the room. All of the sudden, I felt that I must have known her.

But there was no time to confirm my suspicion as our attention was turned to another wails of Aysha.

Boobsy Wendy and Ms Devil

2007-02-28T13:34:00.000+08:00

I had drinks with Marky and Andy over at St James last night. Both of them (my very good buddies) figured out I am in some deep shit. Here goes the conversation...

A: Bud, you look love stuck, man...
Me: Me?
M: Yeah, dude. So you mange to bonk her?
A: Then you get her out of your system.
Me: You are talking about Ms Devil?
A: Who esle but her? Look, I know she is gorgeous and sexy...
Me: Plus good in bed..
M: (groan) but ain't it too early for you to give up the whole jungle for a single coconut tree?
A: (his turn to groan) Well, look... Marky's right.
Me: Oh please.... I am not saying I am giving my status or anything yet. Plus she knows what kind of guy I am.
M: When is the last time you bed other girls other then her...
Me: Ehhh....
A: Since way before Vday man. He was getting over Ms Slutty.
Me: Oy!!! I wasn't in a relationship with her.
M: Prove it, man.. (nodding towards something)

I looked into his direction and right into his path was this enchanted creature. Very pretty, very boobsy. Her boobs alone could be the centre of attraction. I bet she could balance a few books on that perky puppies. Already just by looking at her, my desire starting to awaken. She seems to sense that all 3 of us are staring at her. She gave us a grin and started to walk over.

She: Buy me a drink?
Me: Sure. Whatcha having?
She: Sex on the beach.

That does it. We kept piling her with drinks and she kept entertaining us with her butt humping our legs and her pressing of her body on us. Even Andy got the special treatment from her.

At the end of the night, Marky left with another girl he picked up at the bar counter. Andy went home to his Aysha while my duty is to send her home.

Wendy was dead drunk by the time we walked to my car. I had to let her puke her guts out before letting her into the car. Meaning I was standing aside watching her kneeling over a drain for half an hour.

Lucky for me, she lived very close. Within 15 mins, we got to her block of flat. The moment the car stopped, she was all over me like a slut. Her boobs were freed from her tiny top and daggling inches from my face. I could smell alcohol, sweat and her perfume. She pressed her breasts to my face and I have to pushed her away to catch my breath. Damn! I am almost suffocated by her puppies.

Without thinking, I pushed her out of the car and made my way home. In my mind, I was thinking of Ms Devil. I got to my handphone and instructed her to make her way to my place. Within minutes, I was freshly showered and with a glass of red wine in my hands, waiting for Ms Devil to turn up.

She turned up dressed in a tiny tee and shorts, looking weary. I drew her into my arms and made love with her. Gosh, I am willing to give up the whole jungle because of her. I gave up the boobsy girl. I gave up the chance to fuck another conquest.

All because of Ms Devil. What power she has over me....

Starting with Ms Devil

2007-02-21T14:13:00.000+08:00

Since V day, I and Ms Devil had been over the phone on and off for a few days. Keeping my phone lines jammed. So much so Millie is complaining that she couldn't get through. She is threatening to come home the very next time she couldn't locate me on the phone. I think she is just plain jealous that I have found Ms Devil. Haha!

I feel Ms Devil isn't the kind of girl that I could fuck and run. If you ask me whether she will be turning into someone serious I too can't put a finger to it. She is special. special in her very own way.

During the few conversations we had, she knows I am a Casanova by nature and I kept a detailed blog about my sex adventure. Somehow, I just felt like I need to be truthful to her. She didn't really kicked up a ruckus about it. She just asked to keep her name out of it. In which, I have done so.

We met for dinner at Suntec yesternite and then proceed to Esplande for a cool walk down the river. Her hand in mine, I felt blissfully happy. Ms Devil is very good conversationlist. And her laughter just seems to capture the wind. Letting it swirl around my ears.

I think I am in love!!!

We ended up in my apartment with very very satisfying sex. We had it continuously for 4 hours non stop with neither of us feeling exhausted. The satisfying part is seeing her brown curls on my bare chest and her eyes drooping off to a soundless sleep, her beatiful long legs curl up at the side, her slender arms wrapped around me.

And I though maybe I couldn't have the chance to bring her home. You see, Millie is supposed to be home for Chinese New Year. And when she is home, she'll stayed over at my place. Of course, great sex included. But with her around, I couldn't possibly bring Ms Devil home. She is not into that kind. Besides, I wouldn't want to share her at all.

Fortune smiled upon me and Millie did not come home instead her parents flew to London to see their precious daughter. Millie of course was in a panicky mood (hence the threatening to come back immediately if the phone is engaged again) and she had to put her parents up in a hotel far away from BBB's place. Her mother can never know she is dating a Caucasian, she will kill Millie out of inheritence. Plus that BBB is a good for nothing.

So I got Ms Devil to stay with me for a few night as both of us had the whole week off. Yes, we are celebrating Chinese New Year in our own style.

The V Party (part 2)

2007-02-19T17:00:00.001+08:00

I was making small talks with Ms Devil when I first learned her name but I will still called her Ms Devil here. Apparently, she lives quite near my place and she works as a childcare teacher. Its hard to imagine what a hottie teacher she will make. How fortunate are her students. She said teaching is her passion and she adores small kids.

Eleenia is kept busy throughout the party. While spinning music, Mr DJ was making eyes at Eleenia. Which he is the one of the many few to do that. I guess with all the music he has been spinning, he must be quite deaf in his ears to put up with eleenia's incessive chatter. When I told that to Aysha much later, she warned me that Eleenia could very be my future cousin-in-law.

Then in the midst of food in my mouth and listening to the smoothing tones of Ms Devil's voice, Geraldine came up to us and nudge me out of Ms Devil's listening ears. Olivia is missing in action. We had forgotten about Olivia in the heat of the action and now when everyone has more or less settled down and things are running on their own, then we realised not one of us had seen Olivia for the whole night!!! That is the fourth heart stopping moment - she is suppose to get us DVD entertainment!!!

Geraldine tried calling her on her mobile phone but unable to locate her. Fortunately, one half of the gay couple had suggested to play games, drinking games. So like a bunch of teenagers, we said around on the rug and started playing Truth or Dare which in the later part of the game moved into more X-rated Truth or Dare. (no clothes was shedded in the game just too much information)

By the end of the evening, Olivia was still nowwhere to be found. The gay couple and surfer dude left much early. Eleenia was found snogging with Mr DJ on one of the armchair. Marky was slow dancing with Geraldine. Andy and Aysha was finger feeding each other with left over food and whispering sweet nothings to each other. And Ms Devil was snuggling with me on the rug side by side, both of us were exploring each other's personalities and likes and dislikes.

There was so many heart stopping moments, I thought I would died of heart attack. Neverless, I met Ms Devil, know her real name, properly introduce myself and most importantly, exchanged phone numbers.

I'd say the party was a success!!!

(btw if any of you are wondering where Olivia disappear to... she reappear the following afternoon sheepishly forgotten everything about the party. She drunk at Double O and spent the night at some guy's pad.)

The V Party (part 1)

2007-02-16T13:44:00.000+08:00

The party had some heart stopping moments...

Firstly, Geraldine almost forgotten her important role of inviting Eleenia thus freaking me out big time. Lucky for her, Eleenia felt honoured enough to say yes immediately and did not suspect a single thing when Geraldine specifically ask her to bring along her cousin.

Everything went well as planned. The food Aysha and Andy prepared was super delicious. We all thought that Aysha will call in food delivery but she ended up doing everything together with Andy. I did laughed over the phone when Andy reveal to me that Aysha pulled him into Borders on Saturday to buy a few recipe books. Haha!!!

Marky brought along with him, a DJ who happened to look like a bit like Tom Cruise - Chinese version, a Singapore Channel 8 actress (she begged us not to reveal who she is and refused to take any photos with any one of us. Big deal!!), a gay couple who is famous around the arts circle and a sufer dude who really looks like he came directly from the beach with his tanned body in a singlet and broad shorts.

Then second heartstopping moment - Mr DJ forgot to take his collection of CDs!!!

This left him to choice but to go back home to collect it. Just as Mr DJ is about to leave and we were worried that other guests are about to arrive, Marky remembered that Mr DJ did brought along the CD file but left it in his car. Phew!!

Geraldine really knows how to deco. The whole living room is transform into a love heaven. Instead of what we thought to be cheesy nightclub looking red and plushy look, she went straight for pink and white as theme colors. There was baby pink heart shaped cushions thrown over a white fluffy rug. The lighting was dimmed to perfection. There was hugh white candles and vases of white and light pink roses. The petals of the white and pink roses was scattered all over the floor and rug. One of her armchairs is draped with pure white sheepskin. The other one is lined with pink and white feather boa. She managed to get streamers in baby pink and silver glitters. The results very innocent heavenly look she achieved.

The third heart stopping moment - Ms Devil turned up in person.

She was decked in a pink halterneck and a pair of white jeans with her brown curls bunched up into a pony tail. A sight to behold. She smiled shyly as she seemed to recall who I am and very much looked like it was a delight surprise to bump into me here. Little does she knows.... Keke!!

Happy Valentine's Day!!!

2007-02-14T09:49:00.000+08:00

I like to wish all the ladies out there A Wonderful Sweet Valentines...

(PS if you are lonesome tonight, write me a long email...)

I like to wish all the gentlemen out there to be brave and venture into your heart desires. Be brave to be romantic.

I am dying of anticipation on whether Ms Devil will turn up tonight...

Preparations of catching Ms Devil

2007-02-08T12:24:00.000+08:00

Eleenia is giving me the hard way to get through to her cousin and I don't even even know is it 100% Ms Devil.

Geraldine had a wonderful idea.. She is going to throw some sort of Valentine's Day party at her place so she will invite Eleenia and her cousin. We got excited talking about it and decide to go for the idea. I ask the guys out to help out the preparation. We had a meeting over coffee at Starbucks last night.

Andy and Aysha would be in charge of the food. We discussed on whether to have a sit down dinner or a buffet. In the end, it was a pass around tray food kind of thing where you will eat finger food while talking to someone else and tapping your feet to the music at the same time. Aysha promised it will be a bit of fusion mix. (Read: Japanese sushi + Western pastries + Chinese dim sum).

Marky. He is in charge of inviting people who are interesting. Mixture of life and such. He is very good at it. I have been to some of the wild parties he threw at Aussie. He brought stars, actors, wannabes who just brought the house down with their extreme partying ways. He is also in charge with music. He thought of inviting one of his friend who happens to be a DJ. See, he know everybody.

Geraldine will be deciding on the deco. She will provide with lots of furry red cushions, feather boas, lava lamps, heart shaped candle holders, aromatherapy stuff. Especially the party is held at her house. She will be going shopping this Saturday to buy all the necessities. We decide to make her living room as cheesy as possible. Haha!

And me? Besides turning up in my best. I am also in charge of getting everyone drunk. I am the booze man. I will pick my selections from the finest wine to the hardest liquor.

Oh boy, I can't wait.

Millie sounded a tad disappointed she is not in Singapore. She is complaining alot about her BBB now. Like how his habits begin to irritate her instead of amuse her. How she is losing her identity to him. how she got no friends over there. How bloody cold the weather is. How British people can't swear properly. Even reveals that she intend to break up with him once the next available guy comes along.

I know Millie. She is a big softie at heart. She won't do that to BBB even if he beats her up.

The moment I put down the phone with her. Olivia calls me.

O: I heard you guys are throwing a bash.
Me: Yup.
O: Am I invited?
Me: Huh? We don't need to invite you, Olivia. You live there, remember?
O: Then why the fuck am I not in the preparations?

Good Point.

We didn't thought of including Olivia in the first place. I mean she will be there of course. She lives there with Geraldine. Geraldine thinks that Olivia is a bit too undependable to rely on her to do any particular task.

Olivia sulked big time. She whined and she begged. After consulting Geraldine, who is deafen by Oliva's screaming. "She whines to you but she screams at me" We decided that we'll need to have after dinner entertainment. So Olivia was assigned to pick some love cheesy movie DVD as after dinner entertainment. This will be where we will laugh our heads off while sipping our poison of the night and couples could snuck in the corners of the room for some lovey dovey make out.

With this task bestowed to her, Olivia immediately went to movie frenzy and started to source out for the best and most suitable titles.

At least she is happy. Because she didn't know this was derived from Geraldine and my idea to catch Ms Devil.

Eleenia's cousin

2007-02-02T11:05:00.000+08:00

Millie is right. I am behaving like a teenager. Hahaha!

Guess what?!? I come across Ms Devil again. And this time I did not let the opportunity slip away. But woe on me that I have to get to her the HARD way.

Through Eleenia.

My friends know by now how I am head over heels with Ms Devil. Somehow, I got a blurry picture of her in her devil's costume taken that night at the party. Marky managed to get the host of the party to impart some of his precious photos of the parties to us. Although he did get a shot of Ms Devil, he did not know who she is.

Its as good as a lost cause for me.

My friends started to joke around on how to get her attention from placing an advertisement in the Straits Times to putting up a Friendster with her photo (quote Aysha: Everyone has a Friendster except you!!! Where did you come from? Planet Pluto?!).

I placed her blurry photo on the wallpaper of my laptop. Okay, okay its cheesy. Hey, I figure that if I stared at her photo long enough perhapes I could get over her. Perhapes, perhapes.

Ms Devil, Ms Devil, where are you.....

Then I went out with Geraldine last night. I met her at Starbucks at Holland Village with my laptop because she wants to borrow it to check her emails. Olivia is hogging her pc at home with her gaming.

G: Who's she?
Me: Nah. Noone in particular.
G: Seriously....
Me: I don't really know for sure.
G: You don't know her?!
Me: Er........... (Scratching my head in embrassment)
G: Wahaahaahaahaa!
Me: What you laughing at??
G: I know who is she already....Hahaha!
Me: You do? (Eyes open wide)
G: Yup and I am not telling. Hahahahahahahahahaha!
Me: Oh Come on!!!
G: Nope. Hahahaahaha!

I got her to reveal to me who Ms Devil was. Geraldine couldn't be 100% sure but she did says that Ms Devil looks like Eleenia's cousin. Shit!!!!

I fucked Eleenia before.

Shit!!! I know how sensitive girls can be. I do not want Ms Devil to be turned off by me even before I get to know her real name.

Ms Devil had visited Eleenia at the office a couple of times, that is how Geraldine came to find Ms Devil's face familiar. But to get to Ms Devil, I have to go through Eleenia first. Ewwwwwwww! Geraldine refused to dig out more information for me because she had a catfight with Eleenia recently. And I refused to wait for the next time Ms Devil to show up at her office. God know when???

I got Eleenia's phone number from Geraldine and called her to try my luck...

Me: Eleenia, erhmm... its Karl.
E: Ooooooo, Karl darling. How nice is it for you to call me...
Me: Yah.. Its like this. I got to know that..
E: Hold on, sweetie. I need to get the next caller to hang up.
Me: Okay... (tapping my fingers on the table impatiently)
E: Back to you. I'm so sorry to let you wait. I was on the phone with my cousin and you know how girls like to talk and gossip and stuff.....
Me: Your cousin?
E: Uh huh. You know, we are kinda of close to each other. Like sisters, yah.. and a lot of people says that we are like sisters too. Although, I am a lot prettier than her. In fact, my relatives like to compare her and me. And I just love the attention. Of course, she never did mind. I don't think so anyway. That was when even we are both small.... You know, there was one day, one of uncle even said that both of us should.........
(Gosh!!! How could I ever forget how irrating that Eleenia could be...)
E: Then I went on to SIA desipte my parent's worries. I thought it is a good exposure for me, you know. Plus I get to shop around the world. Have visited Paris? So nice so pretty. So much shopping to do at so little time for me. And I get huge bonuses and handsome guys as my colleagues. On other hand, not really that handsome ,you know... Sometimes, I get passengers who are much more....
Me: Eleenia, I would like to meet you cousin. (There, I blur it out)
E: What for?
Me: Long story. Could I?
E: Meet me. We'll talk.
Me: Would you bring her along?
E: I'll see if she is free.

And she slammed the phone on me. GREAT!!

What do I expect?? I just fucked Eleenia and avoid her. Now I call her up to see if she could intro her cousin to me.

I fucked up big time. This time.

Well, at least I know Ms Devil is Eleenia's cousin and she sometimes popped up at Geraldine's office. Now I just have to wait patiently for her to show up. Geraldine has already promised to do the works for me.

Jealousy, Sadness & Trama

2007-01-26T09:30:00.000+08:00

Millie called two nights ago to bitch about her new neighbours who moved in recently. I was on the phone with her from midnight for 2 hours when Ms Slutty decided that she had enough and snatched the damn handphone from me.

Neither Millie nor I could hear what she was rambling about. But one word has summarised her behaviour - JEALOUSY.

She managed to be on the hp for 1 minute before I grabbed the hp back from her and mumbled a quick apology to Millie before facing Ms Slutty full on.

What the fuck was that all about?

We had huge fight over her immature behaviour where she stomped back home in the middle of the night. I still had the decency to ask her whether she would like me to sent her home as it was late. In response, she slammed the door to my face.

Damn it!

Once again, I do not know why I put up with her time and time again.

Millie giggled over my misfortune as I seldom lost control of situations like this. She is actually quite amused that Ms Slutty had been jealous of her and find her a threat. I told Millie about Ms Devil and how besotted I am over her.

She: Enough to give Ms Slutty a kick?
Me: Yup. You should see Ms Devil.
She: Boy, you sound like a teenage boy.

I had not spoken to Ms Slutty since after this incident. She tried to apologise and even appearing around my office area trying to get a glimpse of me. But I had ignore her. I even cut her calls the few times she called. Her behaviour recently has just been unbelievable.

Isabella has been discharged by the hospital and now moping at home. I went over to her place yesterday to visit her. She looked lost and confused. Her father told me that doctor has advised us to keep a close eye on her in case she did something drastic again. I wanted to bring her out for dinner yesterday but she refused. Her excuse? She doesn't know how to face the public anymore. She just want to hole up in her bedroom, her safe haven where nothing and no one can touch her.

Sad and Tramatised.

I went home just after midnight after managed to at least get her to take a quick 15 minutes walk downstairs to take a breathe of fresh air.

Jealousy, Sadness and Trama - all negetive feelings. I have been around negetive people too much.

The way to the guy's heart is thru his stomach???

2007-01-22T14:00:00.000+08:00

I have been going from home to work to hospital again for Isabella. She is much better now and the color has gone back to her face. Doctors are keeping her in the hospital because she is still very weak although there is no massive blood loss. Her parents took the opportunity to do a full body check up on her as well.

Isabella has been forced to go through counselling. Right now, since she is at the hospital, she is going through the programme daily. Doctor has advised her to continue with the programme once every two weeks when she is discharged. At least, now she is able to smile at jokes and no longer cries in front of her family. She still occasionally weep when she talked about the Jerk. Everyone of us is trying not to bring him up in topics.

Ms Slutty can changed her name to Ms Sulky. Eversince, she heard Isabella is in hospital, she has been the Sulk Queen. Her face is twisted as if she is living and breathing lemons and limes. She bitches when I said I had to go to hospital. She whined when I told her I am tired from hosiptal visits. She even complained the smell I brought along with me after those visits.

She only went once with me to those visit. Which ended up bad. She shuffled her feet and kept whining throughout the visit. "So many old people here waiting to die...." "This place is so scary, sure got ghost...." "What's that smell? Gosh, must be viruses spreading...."

Why would I ever put up with her???

Oh yes, because she gives very good head. And she is spontaneous.

After that hospital visit, she knew I was fuming because of her atittude. She even went her way out to borrow an old nurse uniform from one of her cousin. She seduced me into the game of role play. The game ended us in bed, both drain out of energy after non stop action for 3 hours.

Oh yes, and she can cook very well too. In fact, its like a rule to her. She tend to whipped up something after sex. Be it waffles and ice cream or chicken soup. Quote from her: "One must replenish what has lost during those exercise."

I am already so hooked to her chicken salad with her secret sauce.

The way to the guy's heart is thru his stomach???

Poor Little Heartbroken Mouse

2007-01-18T09:30:00.000+08:00

Good Lord......

I got a call from the hospital last night. Isabella has admitted to SGH. Its one of her brothers who called me.

Apparently, Isabella's dearest boyfriend had gotten himself a wife over at UK. Bastard!!

Isabella's mother found her on her bedroom floor with one of her wrist slit. Lucky, for her that the cut wasn't deep enough to penetrate any major veins or arteries. So she is fine on the outside. But it did freaked all of us all.

One of her brothers had picked up shredded pieces of what is left of a hand-written letter. He managed to pieces the scraps together and taped it up. That's how we know the reason behind her doings.

I am not going to repeat what the jerk wrote in his letter because it is Isabella's privacy. BUT I will summerise it.

Jerk met girl. Jerk and girl fell in love. Jerk knew that parents already had someone in mind for him. Jerk kept it a secret from girl. Jerk's parents want him to marry that "someone in mind". Jerk rebelled and brought girl home to show to his parents. Jerk's parent hated the girl on sight. Jerk was forced to go overseas to marry their "someone in mind". Jerk kept it from girl. Jerk lied to girl he was going overseas for studies. Now Jerk gotten comfortably married and don't think he is coming back to Singapore, Jerk tells girl to forget him as he is taken.

Girl although tells everyone she is over Jerk. Girl is have some lingering hope that Jerk will come back one day when his studies are over. Now Jerk didn't even call her to tell her the truth but wrote her a letter. Girl is very much heartbroken. Girl cannot believe the prince she once trusted with has become a toad. Girl felt cheated and embrassed. Girl decided to end it all.

Doctor gave her some sort of stabliser so she has been drifting in and out of sleep. When she is awake, half of the time either she is crying or she doesn't remember what has happen. Doctor said that she is still in denial stage.

I could see Isabella didn't have much friends. Beside me, there was a couple of colleagues who visited her on and off. And that's it. No one else. Her brothers explained its because she often spent her time with Jerk and even when Jerk is not with her, she will wait patiently at home for him like a docile little mouse.

Poor little heartbroken mouse.

Ms Slutty - My girlfriend?

2007-01-15T12:21:00.000+08:00

Ms Slutty and I has been labelled as a couple!?!? Oh shit!

YES, SHIT HAPPENS...

It happens that for the past few days, Ms Slutty has been tagging me like a forlorn puppy. She will hang around my office during lunchtime. Then she will have some silly excuses why she is in the area. "I was visiting someone here so I thought maybe..." "Oh! I was shopping then.."

Then I will oblige to have lunch with her if I didn't have clients for lunch. Then she will call just before I knock off to check my dinner plans. After twice appearing the same place as I am. I just decide to bring her along.

And she just tag along.

Then yesterday, I had this conversation with Andy over the phone.
Me: Dude, how's wedding plans going?
A: Please don't mention it.
Me: That bad?
A: (sigh) So gotten yourself a good catch ya? Didn't know you had plans to settle down.
Me: What are you talking about?
A: You and Ms Slutty. As in couple.
Me: Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! There is such thing. She and me are not a couple. Never will be..
A: Maybe one day..
Me: FUCK! NEVER!
A: Ok. Cool it,dude. Whatever you say,dude.
Me: Urgh!

Then Ms Slutty pissed me further by suggesting over dinner at Breeks that she should move in with me.

She: Maybe I should move my things over to your place.
Me: Huh?
She: Is it a good suggestion?
Me: Nooooooo....... (Everyone at the diner was staring at us due to my exclaimation.)
She: Why not? You don't have to have such a huge reaction to it, you know. Its just moving my stuff over so I could go to work easier in the morning without going home to shower and change.
Me: I like the things the way they are.
She: But I don't. Its very troublesome, you know.
Me: Hmmph....
She: Oh comeon....
Me: I love my freedom.
She: And you love me right?
Me: I do not respond well to emotional blackmail. So drop it.
She: Oh damn!

Ms Slutty did dropped the subject but at the expense of showing her sulking black face all night. So I went ahead to club without her, leaving her at her own home to sulk all she wants.

Oooooo Ms Slutty

2007-01-12T16:36:00.000+08:00

Just sent off Millie to the airport yesterday. She is going back into the arms of her BBB. Her parents tried very hard to get her to hang around til Chinese New Year. But she prefers to go back and when the time comes she will fly back again. I think they just agreed with her. Especially now the situation is so tense.

Millie had a huge huge argument with her mum who is holding the purse strings. Her mother wants her to settle down with me within this year. Yes, her parents still think we are a couple. Millie who was in a bad mood that day due to her PMS, was spoiling for a fight. So both of them was screaming their heads off. The lucky thing was that I was not there to witness the horrifying scene.

After that, Millie just slammed the door to her mum's face and stalked to my apartment. She did not go back to her parents place and went on crashing into mine til she could find the next ticket to London.

Ms Slutty called me in the middle of the night just as I have reached home after seeing Millie off. She whining over the phone, wanting to get me to drive down to Zouk to pick her up. I refused, making some lame excuses my tired brain could think of. I went back to bed. The next minute I know, my condo security guard called me saying a half drunk lady is looking for me and refusing to leave. I went to meet a half crazed woman with her skirt hiked up to expose her butt and screaming vulgarities to the amused guard.

I have to half carried half dragged her back to my place.

She reward me for my effort by giving me a very good head. Really very good. She really knows what she is doing, man. Got to give it to her. I suspect she was acting tipsy but instantly forgive her as she was releasing the stress that was building up in me for the whole week. Work sucks!

She even cook a mean breakfast this morning in just her bra and thongs. I woke up to the smell of eggs and fried bacon instead of waking up to sex. I wandered into the kitchen and there she was half naked with the frying pan. My manhood immediately awoke and demanded attention. I couldn't believe I actually humped someone over the stove. I came behind her and just pulled away her thongs and aim neatly.....Wham!!! In he goes.

Breakfast was forgotten as we did another tumble between the sheets.

But as usual, girls want more.......

She: You got steady?
Me: (mumbling as I was eating her breakfast)
She: Do you have a girlfriend?
Me: Nope. (Already guessing where this conversation is heading)
She: Why not? You are an eligible bachelor, what.....
Me: (groan) Not interested....
She: Is it because the girls in past were not interesting?
(When she sense that I am ignoring her)
She: I can be very interesting..... (There and then, she dropped whatever top she is wearing and thrust her big boobs at me. I sat there transfixed as she dropped herself onto my lap.)

Breakfast was forgotten once again......

Beauty lies in the Eyes and Heart of the Beholder

2007-01-08T16:49:00.000+08:00

I like to take this opportunity to thank and address to people who email me.

Thank you and Sorry I have not been quite active in my reply for the month of December. This is due to heavy shopping, heavier workload and even much heavier partying.

I do get a lot of emails, most of them from well-wishers and a number of them I corresponds quite regularly. Guess what?? I even become Uncle Agony to some of them. Keke!

And then to address this common questions from the lot of you...

Do I judge people because of looks and first impression?

If I tell you that I 100% do not judge on looks, I am bluffing you. To judge is human's err. My first instinct is to judge with my roving eye but I have something that most people do not posses - self control and reality check. I will stop and check myself. Hey, who am I to judge who is beautiful and who is ugly??

I may think chinese classic looking girls are pretty but they might be consider ugly in other parts of the world with their small slanty eyes. Millie likes her man exotic and beefy in which many girls here will balk at. Andy love girls who look bitchy (no offence to Aysha,ya?) but I know a lot of people will kill themselves than to born with that "hate me now" look. Aysha adores men who look nerdy and more nerdy in which she finds it a total turn on. You usually can find her in places like Borders and the library, checking out the latest geek in town.

So who is beautiful?

You are.

Everyone is.

Because at the end of the day, no one is to judge you when and if they do not judge themselves first.

Blogging from my mobile

2007-01-08T01:51:00.000+08:00

Just doing a little testing. Im blogging with my Nokia N80. So please forgive me if the layout goes way off.

Millie came back for a really late Christmas. She just touched down on Tuesday. Really belated Christmas and New Year.. Her excuse is that the flights are overbooked. Yeah, right.

I admit I am quite moody that she actually missed out celebrating the 2 important holidays in Singapore. I think if not for the fact that her mum threatened to cancel all her credit cards, Millie will rather remain cosy cosy under the blanket with her BBB.

:(

Anyway,she made it up with her parents by attending all the luncheons and dinner parties. She even did something that she never do... She stayed over her parents' place a couple of nights. She said she still prefer to crash over mine and to wake up in my arms in the mornings. That is when her BBB is not around.

Haiz.

Isabella finally gave up on waiting for her bf to reply her. The last time his family spoken to her was to break the news that he found someone new and definately much more suitable.

She spent the nite at my place, sobbing her heart out on Boxing Day. We didn't do anything at all. Not the kind who take advantage of the weak and vunerable. I just held her and gently rock her as she nearly drowned me with her tears.

Her sobs reminds me of the last time Millie cried over her BBB.

I have gotten a sweet phone call from Ling on NYE who told me that she might quitting her job in Singapore and going back to Malaysia for good.

She wanted a night to be remembered with me. I took her out on Wednesday for dinner and we ending up my place with a glass of red wine each. One of the rare nights that Millie is over at her parents'.

As demure and quiet she usually is, she portary the same attitude in bed as well. No stunts to speak of, no fancy moves. Just nice quiet sex. The kind you will have with your wife when you have kids and in laws under one roof.

She did not feel comfortable staying for the night. As much as I want her to stay longer, I respect her wishes and sent her home.

Speaking of phone calls, Geraldine complain that Eleenia has been bugging her constantly for my numbers. She has also drove everyone in the office with her repeated telecast of her rumble-tumble-in-bed tale with me.

Gosh! Is there no end to this woman???

If this mobile blogging works, you might find me blogging more. Especially with times like this when I am waiting for Millie to powder her nose at St James.

Ms Slutty & Ms Devil

2006-12-29T12:55:00.000+08:00

Christmas Eve - The first thing that comes to mind is parties.

Just this month alone, I have been invited to 7 Dinner and Dance, 3 preChristmas parties, 5 Christmas parties, 2 post Christmas parties and 6 ( and still counting) NYE parties.
I have to turn down 50% of them due to heavy workload or because I can't be in 2 places at the same time. Even if I am David Blaine.

My Christmas Eve 2006 - A small homely Christmas bash was thrown at Aysha's place where we gather around to sample her burnt turkey and uncooked mashed potatos. First time I got to see Andy in an apron, nearly freaked me out. My good buddy has become house-husbanded. HAHA! All together 5 of us good friends finished 3 bottles of red wine in the early evening and headed down to MOS for some happening time.

We spent some more time drowning ourselves silly with alcohol when Andy nudged me at the ribs to signal me to look over his side.

Ms Devil!!!!!!!!!

She was dressed in really tiny skirt and high boots, swaying side to side to the beat of the music. Surrounded with friends, you can tell she was having a high time. I am so memerised by her brown curls and swaying motion that I did not notice someone was tapping my shoulder to get my attention.

I turned around to face a very (seriously it was VERY) slutty looking girl, tapping her finger on my shoulder.

Me: Har?
She: You are XXX rite?
Me: Nope. Got the wrong person.
She: Oh. (pause for a while) Wanna dance?
Me: No. Not really. (The fact is that my eyes was glued tightly to the swaying ass of Ms Devil even though I was talking to perhapes the most sluttish looking woman I have seen in my life)
She: Oh, comeon dance with me!

Since she was very insistent and I wouldn't like to let a lady down. I danced with her but still my eyes was glued to Ms Devil as if I am under her spell.

She: Your steady ah?
Me: Har? Nope.
She: Good.
Me: Why good?
She: Because you are mine tonight. (Then she threw back her head and gave a throaty laugh.... Evil..)

After two songs, I excused myself on the pretext wanting to locate my friends. She went on a mission to get us drinks. I went back to the group, all of them looked pretty sloshed. And there was still one untouched red wine on the table. What a waste.... Then I felt the insistent tapping on shoulder again....I turned around prepared to give a sacastic remark when I came face to face with Ms Devil.

Ms Devil: Opps. I've got the wrong person. I thought you are my friend.
Me: Haha. Its alright.
Ms Devil: I am so sorry. But you look familiar.
Me: (Heart beating faster....) Ms Devil.
Ms Devil: Oh. Hahaha! Mr Zorro?
Me: Yup. (Nodded happily) You remembered....
Ms Devil: I even remember somthing else... (smiled shyly) Anyways, Merry Christmas!!!

At that moment, she made her move and planted a long kiss on my lips in midst of the popping and cheering. Yes, it has past midnight. She stolen my Christmas kiss.

Then Ms Devil disappear again. Running towards the direction of the restroom.

I let her disappear from my life again.

Ms Slutty came back with a pout on her face.
She: I thought you said she is not your girl.
Me: She is not.
She: Really?
Me: Yes.

The rest is history like they said. Ms Slutty and I ended up in my home in a total state of drunkness. I cannot even remember what happened my to my friends. Neither can they remember much. We are all pretty sloshed.

Internet access in Singapore severely affected by Taiwan quake

2006-12-28T13:36:00.000+08:00

I like to respond to this piece of news below. I know a lot of people esp Singaporeans has been affected by the internet slow or no connection. So have I.

A piece of advice: Stop whining....and stop complaining.

Please. There are reported deaths and damages done to homes. These are much more important in life than no internet to surf. Understand that businesses are badly affected. But nothing is more precious than life itself. So people should stop and take a breather.

Just my two cents worth....

SINGAPORE : The earthquake in Taiwan has wrecked havoc online among thousands of internet users in Asia.
Singapore has also been affected - with major online disruptions.
Others in Southeast Asia and Hong Kong were also hit, after the quake damaged several undersea cables around Taiwan.
Service providers say the recovery process will take days, if not weeks.
If you faced difficulty accessing sites especially US-based ones, you were not alone.
Many across Asia faced the same problem too, with a long wait in downloading information from the internet.
The instant messaging service such as MSN Messenger was also down.
The reason - the earthquake off Taiwan on Tuesday night damaged the undersea cables, resulting in slow internet access to some sites.
Taiwan's largest phone company Chung-hwa Telecom said the quake which measured 6.7 on the Richter scale disrupted some 98% of Taiwan's communications capacity with Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand and Hong Kong.
Due to the high cost of such submarine cables, most countries co-invest in a common communications infrastructure, and this multi-billion-dollar information superhighway has now been damaged.
But service providers say it's not a complete breakdown, it just takes longer as online traffic is diverted to alternative lines.
SingTel, Southeast Asia's largest telco, says its submarine cables linking the US and Europe are not affected.
But it has set up an operations centre to monitor the situation.
"The extent of damage to the cable is extensive. We are clearly taking this on two fronts - we want to restore service on the damaged cable as soon as possible and at the same time, we are working round the clock with our consortium partners to do the traffic diversions. We think there's a good chance we can restore service as soon as possible," says Choo Pee Hin, director of Network Operations at SingTel.
The earthquake was so massive that even SingTel's backup alternative cables were knocked out.
Telephone facilities in Taiwan were also affected, including overseas calls in and out of Taiwan.
For StarHub, two of its 95 channels on its digital cable service were down since mid-day, and late Wednesday night, one of them, Channel TV5MONDE, resumed service.
"In terms of the breadth of disruption I think the largest impact was on broadband and surfing of overseas sites. It was multiple cables that were impacted and multiple companies in countries who were affected. In fact, I think pretty much everyone is impacted," says Mike Reynolds, head of Integrated Products & Marketing at StarHub.
"And when all the different cables out in the ocean are impacted, the customers will feel it. So getting them back to normal service in the shortest time is what matters."
Other providers like Pacific Internet say connectivity problems may stay for days or even weeks, while repairs are in progress.
But users can expect big improvements over the next few days.
You can still access websites based locally, like the online government portal, which are not affected as traffic does not have to be routed overseas. - CNA /ls

2006-12-23T15:21:00.000+08:00

Hereby wishing everyone a Blessed Merry Christmas!!!!

Lovely Ladies, don't get yourself drunk.
Gentlemen, drink yourself silly.

Holiday Cheers!

Devilious Delicious

2006-12-14T16:39:00.000+08:00

November and December are for parties and parties and more parties.

I have been to plenty of parties but nothing match the ones I have crashed upon in Thailand. Speaking of which, I might need to go soon early next year - company trip. Haha!

Last Saturday, I was invited to a birthday party with a dressed up theme. Everyone is supposed to come in as somebody famous preferable someone famous or a hero. So you could imagine the Spidermen and Supermen and Wonderwomen we saw. I went together with Andy, Aysha and another good friend of ours, Marky. Aysha was dressed in as an angel with wings and everything. I told her an angel doesn't need to be as holy as her. She was draped in white cloth from head to toe. If it wasn't for the wings and the gold halo, I would have mistaken her for Sedako. In reply, she managed to elbow me into quiet submission.

For Andy, he was dressed as a retro afro dude with the big curly wig and his cool baggy jeans which kept coming off his hips. Aysha wanted him to dress as God or at least an angel but Andy refused, saying it looks too gay on him. Keke.....

For Marky, he is dressed up as himself. Haha. Not because he is lazy or anything like that but because he is sort of famous. Quote Marky:"The invitation card says dressed as someone famous. But I am famous..... Therefore I need not dressed up. I will go as myself." Duh! He did a few roles for TCS but his main fame comes from Australia where he spends a lot of his time at, mingling with the directors and writers there. He is quite recognisable there.The last time I went over to Aussie to visit him we have to make do with fans hanging outside his house.

As for me, I was dressed as Zorro. Okay, its very typical and simple. All I have to do is to clothe myself in classic black, don a black cowboy hat and a black mask. Voila!!! Wait.... Aysha had to draw a moustache with her eyeliner last minute before she declare complete.

The party which look promising to be the party of the year is held at an exclusive landed property at Neil Road. What do you expect? In a HDB? That was the response Marky gave Andy when he lamented how deep the house is located inside.

The party was fabulous with full of beautiful creatures. Ladies and gentlemen alike. The main party is held in the garden itself, flanked by Jacuzzi and swimming pool, the house is open to all to those who need a rest from the outdoor area or in urgent need of some privacy in which the rooms will provide.

We were lounging around the garden, enjoying and dancing under the clear moonlight and having delicious cocktails and fingerfood.

That is where I met her.

The Devil.

She was decked in a red tube top with a PVC red mini skirt and fishnet stockings that wrapped her long never ending legs hoisted by a pair of red killer nine inch heels. Her tube top is lined by a heart shape neckline and propped up her plentiful bosom. Her hair set in soft brown curls tumbled down her shoulders. She is wearing a set of devil's horn as a prop for her costume and holding a red pointy fork. Her face is partially hidden by a black mask, only revealing a cat like eyes and a pout smile.

She is devilious delicious.

Before I could set my drink down and approached her, Olivia came out of nowhere and dragged me to the dance floor which was set in the middle of the garden. While some vampire whisked Ms Devil away in his arm and led her towards the house. I do not know Olivia was invited in the first place.

While Olivia is entertaining and still very much in lust with me, as I am in her. I couldn't help thinking about Ms Devil. Marky has gone somewhere off his own to explore. Andy and Aysha are sweating their fats off the dance floor all night long. If they are not dancing, they are arguing. Latest topic: Expenses on the upcoming wedding. So I rather they dance.

I met her again when I was queuing at the ground floor toilet in midst of the sounds of someone vomiting. There she was... At the back of the Q. She flashed a smile and I smiled back. I motioned for her to take my place in the Q. She grinned and moved forward. Suddenly, I just do not need to go toilet at all. Her smile was enough for me.

I was back in the garden to find that Olivia has abandon with some short girl she is jiggling with at the dance floor. When Ms Devil walked up to me and planted me a deep kiss. And the kiss is WOW. We kissed in front of everybody like we are the only two alone in this world.

Then she left. Disappeared. Just like that.

Damn.

Noone seems to know who she is. In fact, most of them came and ask me who she is. I absolutely got no idea.

Olivia was pissed off with me, kissing another in her presence that she kissed the short girl, creating another scene. After the kiss, she was even more furious at me for having no reaction at all.

So pissed in fact, that she did not stayed for the night. She did her wham bang on me and left my place straight without even showering. The whole total sex lasted only half an hour. To tell you the truth, I was thinking about Ms Devil.

Devilious Delicious

Slavedriver Ying

2006-12-07T15:54:00.000+08:00

There must be something wrong about my blog. Unable to see my blog if I type in singaporeplayboy.blogspot.com.

I have email the tech team to redeem this problem. Let's see if this can be solved.
I have been horrendously busy for the whole of last week and this week. Due to double workload that my new company has piled up on me. Been staying in late, driving overtime for my new slavedriver. In which is a lady manager. I have have much correspondence with her and I am pretty left to do what I am suppose to do. Which is pretty fine by me. Live by no rules. But from what I heard from my colleagues. She is a story.....

Ying is actually quite a pretty lady with long hair and super duper long legs and really doesn't end. She is pale white and this reminds me of Siu Siu. Her boobs are of a B cup but a droopy B cup. Her features are a different thing all together. Her bulging eyes with her large mouth does not pair up at all. Overall, she is a nice lady.

But Ying is quite nasty to all the rest of her coworkers. Driving them to corners with her moodswing and her terrible deadlines. Her demands are nearly impossible to meet and when met, she critize your ability to work til you are convinced that you really cannot work and is better off dead. Her instructions (in screams) left most of the younger newer colleagues trembled in fear. Of course, there are those delusional ones who worshipped the groud she steps on. But not many of us, since we have been in this industry for decades and some of us even longer than her.

Like one of my colleague who sumed it all up after a round of beer: "She needs a good fucking."

We all cheers to that.

Last year, the company's D & D... She did just that. According to the lips of my colleagues, she was drunk and high on the night of the D & D. My evil colleagues took to their duty to drink with her til she was wasted, even my big boss joined in. By midnight she was so wasted until she was screaming on top of her voice that she had not have sex for a long time. Exact words were:"I need a good fuck!!!"

One of us bend towards conscience decided to call up her boyfriend and get him to send her home. When he arrived, she was screaming at him cheerfully: "You have not given me a good fuck..." One could see her boyfriend's face turned beetroot at that remark. All of us, half drunkenly, tried to stifle our giggles. That is until my big boss started laughing out loud.

After the D & D, everyone pretended not to remember a single thing. To spare her the aftermath of the incident. However, we could see that she did remember. And she tried to be nice for once to everyone in the office. That I can tell you did not last until she returned to her old self, screaming again.

Leopards do not change their spots...

Christmasy Period

2006-11-21T17:36:00.000+08:00

Its round the corner. Pretty soon its thee time for pretty presents. And I have began to make some listing. In need of someone in good taste to go present shopping with me.

My present shopping list are:
For Father - Nokia N80 (ran out of ideas)
For Mummy - Gucci perfume & Gucci bag
For Godmother - Cartier necklace
For Godpa - Cartier cuff links
For Millie - (I am stuck here.... She has almost everything. I could airmail a boyfriend though)
For Andy - Montblanc pen & card holder
For Aysha - Tiffany charm bracelet
For Ling - Armani watch
For Isabella - Leather bound bible and Moschino perfume (she is Catholic)
For Geraldine - CK watch
For Olivia - a pair of Emerald earrings (ran out of ideas)

And a few more of good NS buddies and a few classmates that I still keep in touch with. Theirs are simple gifts that should be manageable.

I am buying the same gifts that my Godpa and Godmother is getting for Millie's parents as well. I am invited to go to their church gathering (Catholics) on Christmas Day and then Christmas dinner at their home. Millie is flying in from UK, leaving her BBB behind. Christmas, Chinese New Year, her parents' birthday and her own birthday, it is a must for her to fly home no matter which part of the world she is at. And it will be semi formal dinners if not formal. It is an opportunity for her parents to show their only daughter off to business associates and relatives.

Millie hated that. She will squirm in her seat while her mother introduce yet another "nice young man", secretly hoping that the daughter of hers will fall in love and settled down. It never happen. It could be someone's and someone's son or who's and who's friend. It could be someone from banking/ law/ shipping/ hotel industry. She has never lay her eyes on them. She will balked at her mother's well meaning introductions.

That is before she introduce me as her boyfriend. Now her parents stopped bugging her. They bug me!!! Urgh!

When you both getting married? What you have is a job not a career, what about joining my company? Who and who jus gave birth, their baby so cute, right? Blah, blah, blah........

Need someone to take my place, any volunteers?

Isabella or Olivia

2006-11-17T12:04:00.000+08:00

I met up with Isabella again yesterday. We are getting along fabulously. Liking the same kind of movies and enjoying the same mainstream music.

She still lugging in the mid of the boyfriend problem. Still do bring up the topic every now and then. But less frequently now. She admit she is having less faith in him now that it has been a month and he has not make a single move to contact her and his family pressure is jus too great for her to grit her teeth and carry on. I encourage her to go on and stay a little longer because a month is too little a time to judge the love and memories they once shared. She agreed on my statement and decided for herself and him to wait a little longer.

I teased her that she should wait as long as it takes or even fly over to UK like those love stories we saw on movies and in novels. It tickled her and she laughed. She confessed she hasn't had a laugh that good for a very long time.

I told her about Millie. My move actually surprised me because I seldom bring about the topic of Millie around to anyone else. It is always me and Millie discussing briefly who is my current love affair, never the other way round.

I guess I am very comfortable with Isabella. She has a boyfriend so she is in no danger of falling in love with me and for me, my role here with her is to accompany her as a gentleman and a friend. I am not wishing for more this time.

I empathised her even pitied her. And no big way, I am going to take a vulnerable little lamb into the dangers of my world.

She knows what am I like. That I am a flirtatious Casanova. She knows that I slept around for the pleasure of it. I never never hide it from anyone with exception of perhaps my relatives and my family. My friends knows how outrageous I could be, especially when overseas.

Fortunate or not, we bumped into Olivia. I did not intro Isabella to her, just smoothly waved hello and turned away and steered her into another direction. With Olivia, everything is always so unpredictable.

I sent Isabelle home with an only slight incident. Before she hopped out of my car, she upturned her face towards me, inviting me to give her a goodnight kiss. I gave her a quick peck and a gentle shove, hinting to her that that was crossing the friendship line we have.

When I drove out of her estate, a corner of my eye caught something familiar. By the roadside. As I slow down, I saw OLIVIA! I stopped the car and ask her to hop in. After much questioning, she admitted that she followed us here. Creepy shit!! I told her off that she is freakingly scaring me out. Olivia explained that she doesn't meant to be a stalker and such. She just wanted to see my reaction when I spot her. Plus her curiosity as to whether I will take Isabella to bed tonight. All this explanation are done in the midst of her giggling.

Stalker or not. I still find Olivia very adorable and mysterious. I sent her home, both of us are in silent. The sexual tension crackled in the silence. The moment we parked, we pounced on each and made the car windows' steamy. As she is small sized so it is extremely easy for her to move around the car. We stayed in the car for 3 hours before I walked her to her lift. We met Geraldine at the lift landing and she gave us a smug smile before linking her arm together with Olivia's arm and left.

What was Geraldine thinking? With her smug smile of hers?

Motorshow 2006

2006-11-13T11:57:00.000+08:00

I went to the Motorshow 2006 yesterday with my buddy, Andy and his girlfriend, Aysha.

There they exhibit their latest car models and their concept car. The most popular ones are as always the Ferrari and the Lambos. What else?? But you could see all the Lambos, Ferrari and Porche on the road these days. As Andy commented: "Is it Singaporeans getting rich or the cars are getting cheaper?" I've got no answers to that. I think he is envious to the owners of these cars. Envision the status quo it brings. Doesn't matter much longer for Andy, he is getting married. Haha!

There are 3 things that bothers me at the Motor show......

1) The Dirty Old Bastards

They are dirty. They are smelly. You could smell them from a kilometer away. They are the ones who hogged in front of a car display, not because of dreaming of that white Lexus but because of that carshow models prancing in tiny tubes. They will take pictures and they make the loudest comments. They will drool like mad. I could practically envision a pail beneath their salivating mouth. They are also the ones who not only take photos of these girls (comeon, there are hundreds of digital camera and hp aiming at the girls instead of the car) but also go on the platform and take pictures with them. Groan! A disgrace with men! There was one distinctive group of guys egging each other on to see who has the guts to take photo wih the Toyota model. In the end, one of the guy went up. After that, the whole group of 5 men took turns to take photos with the girl. Arms and hands all over her shoulders, waist and butt. Cheapos! Please be nice and courteous to these girls, they are here to work not for you to grope.

2) The Ah Bengs and Ah Sengs

They are loud. Extremely loud. Even they do no open their mouth, their dragon and swords T-shirts will do the shouting for them. They cursed and sweared like it was the most fashionable thing to do. They pushed and shoved as if the place is theirs. Some of them also belong to the Dirty Old Bastard group. One guy took off his shirt and pose with the car model so that he could show off his tattoos. The other one forced his gf to take photo for him and Yamaha bike model while he attempted to snuggle and cuddle the model. Awful!

3) Mitshibishi

No Mitshibishi!!!!!! No Evo!!!!! Urgh! Wonder why they did not take part....

Disappointed fan.

Poor Isabella

2006-11-08T14:31:00.000+08:00

Geraldine told me that her colleague, Eleenia been hounding her for my number. Saying how wonderful I am and stuff. I replied that I would find my revenge with her if she pass my number to Eleenia.

Okay, I am avoiding her but for a good cause... She is just not someone I would go for.

I do not want a repeat of the 2nd time. No matter how pretty is she.

Yesterday, I met up with Isabella for movies. I am quite taken by surprise that she would call me. I really must stop giving my numbers to strangers. Haha!

Over the phone, she told me that her boyfriend has not contact her at all except to drop her an email, declaring he is safe and sound, settling over at the university hostel there. She told me that his family has outright refused to reveal his number over there. She tried calling the university hostel over there and left several messages but he has not responded a single one. She is beginning to worry.

I told her to give him some time to settle in and he will call her eventually. He might have a lot to handle right now. To take her mind off him, I proposed to take her to Vivo City to catch a movie.

We enjoyed ourselves with "Deathnote" - a very cool japanese manga show. We talk a little and almost 90% of her time, her boyfriend's name is mentioned.

I can't help pitying her however, it was her side of the story. I sent her home before midnight. While I walked her to her lift, she asked me for a small request. To give her a hug, hold her in my arms tight. In her eyes, she looked so lost and confused. I gave her a brotherly hug before turning away and walked towards my car. I do not wish to take advantage of her situation right now. I know I could have her if I want to, her look is begging me to. I guess part of her wants to forget her boyfriend and some part of her feels all alone, cold and lonely. That was what she put across to me as well.

Along the drive home, I spoke to Millie on the phone. I told her about Isabella. Millie told me that I have a soft spot for poor girls and their sob stories and her boyfriend is a bastard with a horrible family members.

My same feelings exactly.

Eeeeewwwwww Eleenia

2006-11-07T14:05:00.000+08:00

Been a good boy these few days. Concentrating hard on my career.

But since these times are the the popular times for company's D & D - the biggie event of the year. I ge alot of invitation from friends - guys and gals alike. With very different motives, of course. Guys usually are my pals will get me to go because of free booze and girls of course. Gals usually is because they need a partner or their colleague need a partner.

Andy has already "booked" me for his company's D & D in early December and to accompany him to his client's one too - namely Anita. I don't know if Anita will ever forgive me for running out on her the previous time. I have not been answering her calls. Might be my conscience killing me. Not good with married women with kids.

Geraldine has also set me up with her colleague. Her D & D was on 5 November and she called me up on 4th (last minute, so like her) to coerce me into going with her colleague.

G: Dearest, can you do me a favour?
Me: Hmmm....?
G: Go to my D & D function with me.
Me: Where's Olivia?
G: I am not going with her. My company doesn't know I am inclined towards that, you know.
Me: Okay.
G: But not really with me. Ermmm....
Me: You mean?
G: (you can hear her take a deep breath) Go with my colleague, can? I mean I got someone
going with me but I've got this colleague of mine, female.... She is whining and I can't stop
her whining and...and just go with her, will you?
Me: A blind date? From you?? Wah...
G: Oh, come on! For me please...
Me: You must be pretty desperate. Or she is pretty desperate.....
G: No, no, nothing like that. She is quite pretty. Used to be from SQ.
Me: Ahhhh..... your male colleagues are dead?
G: You know....ermmm.... girls from SQ...
Me: Yah, yah... I know.

So I end up dressing up myself and going to pick Geraldine and her colleague. I saw Olivia before I left their apartment, she was sulking in one corner. Geraldine told me not to mind her, Olivia is just in one of her tempers again. She always does that whenever Geraldine goes out without her.

Eleenia is her name.

The ex-SQ girl. A great way to fly. Haha!

She is more than pretty. She is stunning. Long black mane with two round eyes to boot. Weak chin and pouty mouth. She looks like one of the models from Japanese soft porn magazine. Her figure is proportionate. Almost lean without a single ounce of fat. Dressed up in a light pale blue shift dress that hugs her body tightly and end at the calves. Her hair was bunned up and she wore just a simple diamond stud on each ear. She is perfect. Her dressing, her make up, her poise. She looks like someone walked out from a photo shoot and this I told her so. She looks real pretty when she blushed. I love girls when they blushed. So coy. :)

That is before she opens her mouth. Once she does that.... Haiz. All I hear is gawk, gawk, gawk!

Me: You look like someone walked out from a photo shoot.
E: (Blush)
Me: Really!
E: Thank you. See? Only you have the taste, all the guys from my company do not know how to
appreciate beauty. Oh, please...the moment they set their eyes on any long legs, they will
swooned over her. Like the new girl in my department, can't remember her name but she is
not a looker. Oh come on, even the blind could see how huge her hips is...and that arms of hers
will jiggle as and when she picks up her papers, not that I want to look at her but she is sitting
opposite me and its so hard not to stare at her and the her next door colleague, other young
girl who look like fresh grad from school but no one know she is same age as me, she led
everyone think she just reached her twenties.........

At this point of time, my ears are shut out. I glanced briefly at Geraldine and she silently mouthed her apologises. Geraldine was wearing a long cotton pin striped dress with a high slit at the side, letting her legs play peek-a-boo.

The whole evening at Mariott where the company function is held, guys are giving me the sorry eyes. Haiz. I had to control myself from cupping her mouth.

Geraldine was having too much fun with her date. So I drove Eleenia home. As we parked at her block carpark, she slided up to my side and proposed to me.

E: Darling, you are so wonderful tonight. Did you see the eyes on me? Those are envy eyes of
others. I bet I will be the talk of the office tomorrow. Not that I care, I wouldn't care, of
course. Who care about something so trifle like this, not me. I got better things to care about
like the when should I next go for facial, what hairstyle is the latest......
(I "switched off" again)
Me: Huh? (I heard my name)
E: I said you wanna come up tonight? Afterall, you did drink alot and not so fit to drive.
(Bullshit.... I only had one glass of red wine and that was 3 hours ago.)
E: I mean we could share the bed and not do anything, right? Afterall, what century is this
already. Nobody could say anything. We could be totally be so innocent and not do anything
right. I mean, of course, not to not do anything because it will be such a waste. Why waste the
time, you know? But then, not to mean I am suggesting anything yet but I would love to lay
in your arms. Fully clothed, of course. But if the room gets too humid...then we could..Oh, my
room is air conditioned. No worries there, ya? But I said if the room.......
(I "switched off" again)
E: So?
Me: Pardon?
E: I am not asking for a commitment or a relationship. I was just saying that we could.....

I couldn't stand anymore of her yakking. So either I pushed her out of the door and speed off or I need to do something to shut her trap up. For good.

So I kissed her mouth shut. Shut it did. For the whole night except for the moaning and groaning we made on bed.

I snucked out of her house at 5am and drove home. Wouldn't want to be there when her motormouth starts to wake up. But I did something nice. I drove to a nearby McDonald and bought her Big Breakfast and left it at her doorstep....

The Last Part of Holiday Fantasy

2006-10-16T12:01:00.000+08:00

The haze over here is getting from bad to worse. Ladies here, please take care of your complexion!! Its really getting harder to breathe til I am truly avoiding outdoors for now. Yes, I am in bound now. Haiz....

The last part of my Holiday Fantasy.

Day 13

Arrived in London. Bloody cold. I can tell its been raining non stop here. Urgh! Hate the weather.

Millie drove up to the airport with a Mini Cooper. Kinda cute if not for the big hairy gorilla squeezing at the back. Her boyfriend - BBB. I have already protested over the phone, if BBB is going to be around, I will not step into their house even for a moment. Anyways, Millie ensured me that her BBB is only to be only here til this afternoon before flying off again somewhere to meet his buyer.

So as a gentleman who is about to have sex with his girl, I treated them lunch at a nearby cafe. Watching BBB wolfed down his burger actually made me nauseous. I told Millie that when BBB is out of earshot. She chided me saying that I was biased against him. I guess I have to admit that. Not that I was hateful towards all Millie's past ex. I was actually quite chummy with one or two of them. Its just that this BBB has a history of hurting my Millie. She gave me a brotherly peck for being so worried about her.

After lunch, he part us farewell as his agent came and picked him up. We continue our drive towards Millie's house. Apparently, BBB is doing quite good with his pottery and arts to able to afford a nice two storey house in a safe well lit neighbourhood.

The moment I placed my luggage on the floor, Millie grabbed me by the collar and we tumbled onto the conch. Boy, was she staved for sex. We did not even get out clothes off. I just lifted her skirt up and pushed her thongs aside, upzipped my pants and inserted it. And boy, could she moan. I almost forgot how good she feels.

After that, I was sent to the showers while she prepared some snacks for me. I didn't really had enough at the cafe. Told you that gorilla made me nauseous. Urgh!

I wrapped my bottom with a woolly towel and got out of the toilet. She greeted me naked holding a plate of whipped cream and declared this is going to be my "teatime". Whoa!

She spread some over her breasts and some more at her nether regions. I got down on my knees and began hungrily licking and devouring her completely. With all the licking and sucking, I managed to make her soared at least 3 times before she came on top of me and ride me hard. While she ride, her phone actually rang. Without stopping a beat, she grabbed the phone and answered it. From the conversation, I could tell its the BBB on the line with her. As she pumped me up and down, she was telling him that she was masturbating thinking about him. Its like 3 way tele conferencing sex, man!! Haha! He came. I could hear him moaning loud on the phone. Then Millie threw the phone down and came together with me.

The rest of the day, we just sit and mope around the house because it started raining again and its too cold to do anything else but cuddle in front of the tube.

Day 15

We have been in and out of the house while she showed me a couple of places to visit but all we really want to do is to tumble in between the sheets. Millie left the house this morning, running some errands for her BBB. So I decided to take walk around on my own.

Got really lost on myself. I think I turned into a wrong corner before I found myself in a smelly dark lane.

I could smell the familiar husky sex smell before I saw them.

A rough looking red hair caucasian guy that really give Joker from Batman a run for his money was tugging and pulling the hair of a curly blond female while humping her from behind, doggy style. The lady was moaning and gridding her ass towards him trying to get more of him. Yes, I was that close. This scene coupled with the dirty lane and disgusting smell actually look erotic to me.

The hard humping action continued as I watched my free show. One of breast actually bounce out of her low cut blouse. She gasped and stared up at me, noticing me for the very first time. She gave me a lop sided grin and took out her the other breast and held both puppies in her hands.

This time while the guy was groaning and doing his work, the lady actually was staring intently at me. At that moment, I know I should turn and walk away but her blue sapphire eyes just cut me dead. So memerising, those colours of her eyes.

At last, I forced my legs to against my willingness to move. Before the guy found out that I am staring at both of them.

That very night before I fly back to singapore the next morning, Millie and I had sex in front of the window at the bedroom.

As I was humping her from behind, the vivid images of the blondie and the brute fucking each other kept on popping out in my mind. The feeling is so good. Especially Millie actually edged me on and demanded that I slapped her butt at the same time.

After I came, she plopped herself on the edge of the bed and opened her legs out wide. Exposing her precious to the window. I peered out and realised all the time we had sex, her opposite neighbour (a teenage boy) was enjoying the show!!! She began masturbating herself to a climax to the pleasure of the young boy.

Day 17

Home Sweet Home!

Holiday Fantasy 3

2006-10-09T15:47:00.000+08:00

The haze these days are horrible. You can't even see the moon. What kind of mid autumn festival is this? I bet the parents don't even allow their kids to walk outdoor playing with their battery with irritating music cartoony lantern. And no more old uncles and old aunties sitting at the void decks or CC, eating their mooncakes and boosting where they get them from.
"Eh...mine is from Raffles hotel leh"
"My one got X.O inside one leh"

Blah...blah...blah...

Day 9

I know I am suppose to fly over and join Millie but I am having so much fun here. Especially with my two beauties here, Kristy and Rose. They entertain me so much, I do not really want to go home.

We practically live life as it is. Parties, booze and sex, sex and more sex. Whether it is one to one or group sex, it is the most enjoyable. (I took care with my rubbers)

I managed to squeeze in time to give a call to Millie. She chided me for abandoning her in drowning in this paradise of mine. She is also cruel to let me know that she is wearing nothing but a bikini top and a cushion between her legs. I can almost envision that she is just next to me. I excused myself from the group and sneek into the nearest empty bathroom I could find.

She was decribing to me how her BBB had to flew out to outer space to deal with some major buyer, leaving her here fingering herself and posing nude for the next door neighbour's son who is barely in his teens. I have to laughed! To hers and my delight, I found myself hard on with the way the conversation is leading. She was telling me how she had shaved herself just yesterday, thinking of me and masturbating in front of the bathroom full length mirror.

At this point of time, though I hate to admit. I had pulled out my manhood out of my shorts to let it breathe. Millie continued on about her taking off her bikini top now with one hand on her mobile phone and standing full view in front of her bedroom window.

Just as she told me that her neighbour's boy had just came home from soccer and is staring at her nude form with his mouth wide open, Rose managed to creep into the unlocked bathroom and took my manhood into her mouth.

I shot into Rose's mouth as Millie climaxed and yell into the phone. Gosh! Rose then quietly slipped away to allow me to finish up with the call.

I promised Millie I will be flying there in a day or two. She sound disappointed.

But I really having too much fun here, who can blame me? Hehehe!

Holiday Part 2

2006-10-05T14:18:00.000+08:00

Thank God I am back in Singapore. I read the news about the coup over in Thailand. Not that it actually matters much to me. I don't think its mattes a lot to Singaporeans based on the newpaper reports.

Day 4

Been around the Phuket and really let myself relax. That Phuket local girl (which I can't really pronounce her name) has been around my side like a social escort and all I give her is to feed her with meals.

Sex with her is totally mind blowing. She is very willing to try all positions and at all places, even the tiny hotel toliet. But she is still very particular about her preferences, she likes to be on top.

With her limited English, I found out that she have a husband. She has 7 brothers and sisters and she is the eldest. So when she reached 18 years old, her family married her off to this guy who is 30 years older than her so that her family do not need to feed her anymore. Her husband then in turned made her work to get clients to feed himself on drugs. Poor thing! I do not know whether this story she fed me is the truth or she is just trying to gain sympathy. In fact, she has not asked for any money or any help at all.

But yesterday night, she left. Without a word. My things, wallet, watch, handphone, passport are still intact. She just left in the middle of the night, out of my arms, without a word.

Day 5

Feeling restless and roaming aound the little island without any care in the world, I decided to go snorkeling out in the open seas. My hotel was able to arrange that for me and I was picked up by a mini bus to go to the port where I was joined together with a group of enthusiastic tourists.

We all sat in the bumpy speedboat where it was a ride out to the opea seas. Its so good to feel the wind in my face. Lucky, I brought sunscreen lotion with me otherwise I would be burned to death. The sun was so scorning hot.

On the speedboat was this beautiful Caucasian girl with long blondie locks and icy blue eyes. She kept looking back at me and giving me inviting smiles. As a polite Singaporean, I smiled back in response.

Upon reaching our destination, everyone started to strip and drop into the cool clear waters. Let me tell you it feels great to swim and dance with the fishes!!

The girl actually swarm very near to me and bump once or twice into me. We ended up swiming further away from the group and swarm hand in hand. Later back on the boat, I learnt her name - Rose. She is from Sweden backpacking with her best friend. However, her best friend chickened out from coming with her. So she ended up alone. Ahhhh, my good fortune.

When we landed on the shore late evening, she invited me to meet herself and her friend at the nearby bar. We agree to meet at a later time and we separated to get ourselves showered and changed.

We met for drinks later and ended up drinking quite alot. Her friend, Kristy is HOT, HOT, HOT! She is full figured and dressed really to kill and best of all, she is an asian. Kristy is an ABC (American Borned Chinese) with a deep deep cleavage. Yummmy! Both girls are fighting for my attention. Its like having one Ying and the other Yang.

Much later, Rose complained that the night is too stiffy for her and she wants to head out to some party of hers. Kristy pouted but went along anyway. I tagged along with them like a pup with everlasting drooling.

The party was happenning, man! There are about 15 people or so. Under a house within walking distant from my hotel. The booze is free flow all the way, so is the party drugs. I being the true blue Singaporean, never touch a single pill but I highly suspect that they drugged the drinks too.

Otherwise, how could you explain that I was in and out of daze for 3 days. Spending the whole 3 days in the house.

I could only remember having sex with Kristy, then Rose, then Rose and another girl, then Kristy and Rose....

I remember drifting in and out of sleep. Kristy teasing me that I was wild and naughty. I couldn't remember at all!?!

K: You naughty naughty prick... (Giggle and twirling her hair, sitting there half naked)
Me: Huh? What?
K: You don't remember, do you? (Giggle louder with her breasts bouncing up and down)
K: (to Rose) He doesn't remember, man!
Rose joined us at the bed.
R: Darling.... You were wild and sexy. You were so ahhhhh.....heavenly. (putting her middle finger into her mouth, sucking it so sexily)
Me: Huh? What happened? (getting a hard on)
K: See! He doesn't remember, man. Oh gosh!
R: You were all over this girl. (Turn to Kristy) What was her name? (taking her finger out and placed into Kristy's mouth)
K: Eve or Evelyn or E something. Does it matter? (sucking so hard while looking at me)
R: Right. Eve. You were drooling over her and kissing her while she was taken by the ass by
Georgie. She was pulled away by you even before Georgie could finish his stuff.
K: Yeah, man. You should see his face. I think he almost wanting to hit you.
R: Yea, if I was him, I would hit you too.
Me: What? What did I do to her?
K: You fucked her, whatelse....
R: Forget it. He doesn't remember. (taking her finger out and turning away)
K: How can you not remember me making you come and come and come? (pouting)
Me: Well, you could always jolt back my memories. Hahahaha! (Grabbing both of them by the waist)

And we did it again....

Holiday Part 1

2006-09-20T17:30:00.000+08:00

Alright, you have been waiting ever so patiently for this. My blow to blow account of my holiday trip. This is going to be one long entry. Whoosh!

Day 1

I was like waiting like in Terminal 1 after the cab drop me off. Debating to myself should I just get myself a cup of steaming coffee or should I just hang around til my flight is being called. Until someone caught my eye.

There is this girl sitting alone without any baggage, sobbing silently into her tissue. Alone. She start to rampage her bag for more tissues. The more she dig into the bag, the more she cries.

I don't like crying girls. I can't really handle them. Like all guys.

But I don't want to leave the poor thing sobbing her heart out.

Me: (handing her my packet of tissue) Here.
She: Thanks. (I noticed that she has long tapered fingers like those of pianst)
Me: How are you doing?
She: (blow off her nose and tried to smile) Okay....I guess. I don't know.
Me: Its alright if you don't wish to tell me.
She: I....

She told me. Her boyfriend has just flown off overseas for good. She was actually here to send him off however she was unable to say goodbye because his family is here to send him off too. His family despise her because they think that she is not worthy of their son. (Is there still such thing happening in Singapore?!?) Her boyfriend is going to further his master in the States and she didn't think it is right for her to pour out her grievances about his family.

She is tiny.... really fragile small sized girl. Yup, I wouldn't even called her a woman. Small pixie face with freckles spray over her cheeks and pointy nose. Tied her curly hair up, wearing a plain tee and jeans that is too big for her.

I amused her with my jokes and antics. She has a gappy smile. We exchange numbers when we part.

Her name? Isabella.

The flight to Phuket was uneventful. I think its because I was sitting beside an old man. Sianz!

Serve by sweet and friendly air stewardesses. But I am not flying in Business class so I think they couldn't care less about me. I guess they have some "air" in them. All of the air crew I have met all have this "air" about them. I like to call them "air heads". Haha! No offence to those working in the airline industry but most of them have no sense of reality with their feet firmly on the ground.

I do have air stewardess and stewards as friends. Most of them in the SQ. Its good to screw them and hang with them in that respectively. (hehe!) But I wouldn't able to carry out proper conversation or healthy debate with them.

The moment I touch down I booked myself into a nice little hotel within walking distance from the sea. I actually got a choice of the more expensive or more "stars" hotel but I figure out I want to live like those caucasians over there. Most of them backpack and book into little motels with signs like "bed & breakfast".

I bonked myself down at the nearest bar and get myself some cold cold beer. Immediately the local girls swarm to me as if I am honey and they are bees. Haha!

Nay! I am not interested in paying for sex. Why pay for it when I can get it for free? This is what I told the girls, then one by one drop away like flies. Except for one. One little persistent one.

She doesn't look like a day older than 18. Young and fresh looking. Reminds me of Janis. But this girl got the fire in her eyes that held promises. With her limited broken English, she whispered to me that business is poor and if she doesn't sit at the bar with some guy, her boss will punish her.

Well, I don't mind her sitting. Beneath my sub-conscious, I know that might be just an excuse to see whether I would hook up with her in the end.

In the end? I did slept with her. But I didn't pay her. In fact, I was feeling hungry after drowning 4 bottles of beer and decided that I didn't want to eat alone so I asked her along. We settled our dinner in some small cozy western restaurant. She almost gobbled up everything on her plate. I kept on forgetting how poor these local girls are.

Anyway, she followed me back to my hotel even though I told her she could go back and work. I even dig out my pockets to give her some cash but she refused to take. She said I am a nice guy and the nicest one she had encounter in the week.

Maybe she needs a roof over her head for the night or maybe she wants to wiggle out some more dinners. I don't know and I don't care.

Because she is good at what she good. Especially pampering my manhood with her mouth. Sucking it like there is no tommorrow.

And, boy, she loves to ride. She just refused for me to go on top of her and kept pushing me down to strandle me.

Her face show it all.

She is having the ride of her life.

Holiday Fantasy

2006-08-31T15:20:00.000+08:00

Today marks the end of August as well as the beginning of a new holiday. I just quit my job. Of course, being the cautious kind, I've gotten my self a new job in the same industry but with another bank. Actually I was headhunted and made a delicious offer that I can't refuse.

And of course with such a job comes with perks and everything.

Fexi-hours!!! But with a higher target to reach per month. That should not be problem for me at all. In fact, I already have a couple of clients that i had in mind to get them to switch over to this bank. Haha!

My new job will bring me to the heart of business - Shenton Way.

Damn the riduculous high parking fees. Lucky, my perks will cover it easily.

I manage to squeeze time here, blogging before I leave for a holiday. I am going to the Asian Land of Fantasy - Thailand and then drop my way to London to visit Millie before I come back to Singapore. I actually was debating within myself to go to Cananda or Japan however, sadly to say, Andy could not spare the time to join me for this trip. I think he couldn't spare the expenses. Did I mention that he is getting married?

Yah, boy. Aysha pushed him to it and he just follow it along. He told me its to bid for time while he got himself sorted out. I pointed out to him that he is misleading her. Then again, she was the one begging to be misleaded. I could tell that Andy is totally miserable and at lost what to do. He wants and need time but that is not on his side right now.

I am crossing my fingers hard that I will meet some babes on the trip and on the plane. That would really perk me up. Hehe!

Before I went off, I actually informed Siu Siu. I couldn't get hold of either Olivia or Geraldine so I left a message at their machine. God! How I hate to talk to machines. Urgh!

Holiday Fantasy here I come!!

Singapore, don't miss me!

Superwoman Siu Siu?

2006-08-21T13:30:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, Siu Siu unexpected called me up while I was at my family home having lunch. She asked meekly whether would I be free, she like to invite me over for dinner. Thus I have to fulfill my obligation as a gentleman and turned down my mother's repeated requests for me to stay for dinner. Keke!

I reached her place at 6pm and was greeted by her and the smell of home cooking. And what a spread she prepared!!! There is fish, prawns, chicken, sweet and sour pork, omelette, vegetables and seafood soup just for the both of us!

What a delicious spread! Even now as I think back, my mouth watered.

After dinner, I did the washing while she cut some fruits. Working along side by side in the kitchen made me daydreamed that we are couple. We ended the evening in front of her television, she lying on my chest and my arms around her. Soon both of us felt asleep. Only when its around close to midnight, I woke up and leave her place. Like a gentleman.

Siu Siu made me feel homely last night. She is someone that could reckon to be a good wife. Beautiful and dutiful.

Alas, she is not mine to keep.

I guess she know that too. She spoke to me while I was getting ready to leave her place. She signed and said that she would love to have me to stay but she knows that I have to leave. Or something like that.

Its sweet to have that kind of life. But perhaps I am commitment phobic. All I know is that I do not wish to settle down just as yet.

My Superwoman

2006-08-21T12:34:00.000+08:00

Early In The Morning, I Put Breakfast At Your Table
一夜都没睡但我　
不曾如此清醒我早餐准备了你　
爱吃的东西这次换我等你被咖啡　
的香味叫醒

想要找回每天早晨　
对我微笑着的你还能够　
做些什么代替我的歉意总是望着我　
小心翼翼
顺着我呼吸而我竟然理所当然　
让你精疲力尽

You Were My Super Woman
安静的在身边　
无条件给我　
梦寐以求的温柔
But I Am Only Human Mmmm
我怎么不懂你多寂寞
残忍的犯了错不能失去你
Ooh~ Baby~ Baby~

You Fought Your Way Through The Rush Hour
Try To Make It Home Just For Me
月光下静静靠着彼此　
只求夜长一点
有多久没有好好看你　
只是认定了我无论在什么时候回头　
都有你的笑容
是我忽略了你也会有　
想要哭的感觉没有一种付出应该永远心甘情愿再给被宠坏的男人
最后一次机会
换我忍耐换我等待　
不要真的弃权

You Were My Super Woman
安静的在身边　
无条件给我　
梦寐以求的温柔
But I Am Only Human
我怎么不懂你多寂寞
残忍的犯了错不能失去你
Ooh~ Baby~

是我把爱想得太简单以为只要我存在就能让你取暖心里唯一的
Super Woman
没有人能代替不能想像更不能原谅这样让爱化成　
灰烬

You Were My Super Woman
安静的在身边　
无条件给我　
梦寐以求的温柔
But I Am Only Human
(是我只是一个只是一个人)
我怎么不懂你多寂寞
残忍的犯了错不能失去你

He-Ooh~
If You Feel It In Your Heart
And You Understand Me.
STOP Right Where You Are,
Everybody Sing Along With Me.

You Were My Super Woman
安静的在身边 (在身边)　
无条件给我 (无条件给我)　
梦寐以求的温柔
But I Am Only Human
我怎么不懂你多寂寞
残忍的犯了错不能失去你

You Were My Super Woman
Yes You Are
安静的在身边　
无条件给我　
梦寐以求的温柔
But I Am Only Human
我怎么不懂你多寂寞
残忍的犯了错不能失去你

Twin Babies

2006-08-16T11:06:00.000+08:00

Last night, after blogging from the office, I felt the same way as I felt when I left the Marina Yacht Club. Empty and lonely.

I decided to call on Andy and we went out to Winebar to sloshed it out.

Aysha has issued an ultimatum.

Either get married or get lost.

Andy has been agonizing over it. Not that he doesn't want to spend the rest of his life with Aysha. These two are practically glued to each other's hip. But I guess he is scared stiff of the huge commitments he has to make. Financially and emotionally.

He knows that he and Aysha will eventually get hitched but the fact that now is smack right in his face, all of a sudden, he does not want to be Andy anymore. Some people will say its wedding jitters, I think its much more for him.

Andy has just flew off in his career and managed to gain some form of recognition in his field. His salary is just off the measly pay mark. He has not yet able to afford a car and barely could save a few penny at the end of the month. Plus he has credit card bills to pay.

I think he is financially worried.

Emotionally? Well, everyone around the both of them knows one thing for sure. Aysha ruled over Andy. And they quarrel a lot. Aysha is the 'vinegar' drinking machine and often blew off her top while in Andy's line of work, he really needs to entertain his clients.

Andy doesn't want to end up quarreling with Aysha of the rest of their life and with Aysha's present ultimatum demand, its really testing his limits.

Well, I couldn't help him there. All I could provide is a listening ear.

I don't think talking to Aysha will wake her up. She is as determine as a bull.

Andy left early because Aysha was throwing one of her infamous tantrum over the phone again. I was alone drinking to myself when Geraldine comes up in my mind. I gave her a ring and was invited to her home.

I reached her place expected to find Olivia in as well. Strangely, only Geraldine is in with a glass of red wine in her hand and the television is on. Olivia, she explained, likes to have her own freedom and although she lives with her, she doesn't really report to anyone.

Me cuddling with Geraldine in front of the television, with the table full of empty glasses of red wine. One arm was over her shoulder while she rested her head on my chest. The other hand was beneath her T-shirt, fondling her breast. This image strongly reminded me the time when she and me are still a couple. Ahhh...those were the days.

We had some some loving sex and ended up cuddling up in each other's arms in bed.

I really do not what time was it but I woke up with someone riding on me. Olivia had came home in the middle of the night and found me sleeping on her side of the bed and decided since I was there, she might as well make full use of me. Geraldine just grunted and turned to her side, to continue her sleep. When Olivia was done with me, she practically slumped on top of me with her head rested upon my chest and fell asleep.

When I left the place this morning, both of them are still sleeping soundly.

Like twin babies.

Seed of Sadness

2006-08-15T19:46:00.000+08:00

Marilyn and I met up at the Marina Yacht Club last night.

Apparently the rich bitch owned a yacht there or should I say its her husband that owned a yacht there. She brought me to The Mess where we shot some pool and she introduced to me some of the members there. At the back of my mind, I was wondering it was bold of her to show me off to others when they could easily spread the news around. I don't think she care that much.

Much later, she brought me up to have a little tour around her yacht. We had champagne and foie gras that she had prepared from home. She urged me to go home with her but I really did not felt like it so I brushed her off. She snaked up to me and snuggled around me while groping my manhood. We ended up having sex up on the deck.

I did not like it.

Perhaps its because she has a family already and I don't feel right. Or perhaps something else...

I drove off after that, feeling quite empty. Sudden urge to have a close one by my side to snuggle and cuddle with is so great.

I think Millie has planted the seed of sadness in me.

Marilyn's back?

2006-08-14T17:10:00.000+08:00

I tell you women sometime blaffled me.

Millie has been cursing and swearing and crying and sobbing over her BBB. Just when you think she has given up on him... Haiz!

Millie came back from Malaysia on Monday evening. Well relaxed and well loved over there. Enough to have a tumble in the bed with me.

She was cuddling with me on Thursday morning and pleading with me not to go to work (I had to because of series of meetings) when her hp rang. BBB!!! She jumped out of my arms and answered her hp immediately.

Well, her BBB is in Singapore and wants to meet her. You could see the change in Millie's eyes. Suddenly, there is fire in them as she rushed to the shower.

I dropped her off at City Hall MRT before making my way to work, grumbling to myself. He better treat her RIGHT.

Anyway, they met up and he plead with her to go back with him and she actually believe this guy! My innocent Millie. Millie and him book the next flight back to London. She plead with me to have at least dinner with both him and her, I plainly refused. But I did sent both of them to the airport at night.

With nothing to do after she left, I start to drive around when Marilyn called me. What a concidence? Apprently not. She actually saw me at the airport when she sent her husband off. That horny creature actually remember me!

I was not in the mood to meet her up that night. My mind is full of silly worries of Millie. But to brush her off I promise her to meet her tonight.

We'll see what she have in mind.

Animal Olivia

2006-08-05T09:32:00.000+08:00

Yesterday night, Millie decided to dump me alone at home and go friend-visiting in Malaysia. She wanted some girl-friendly hugs and cuddles and some bitching that me as a male couldn't offer. I am a little offended however, Millie has to go, Millie has to go. She left me, promising she will be back in Monday.

I haven't been able to go out with Siu Siu or other ladies since Millie is here. Well, I couldn't leave her on her own staring at the ceiling while I go enjoy myself in the company of lust.

I couldn't contact Siu Siu so I assumed that she went back to Malaysia for the weekend. I called up Geraldine to meet her up for drinks and perhapes some repeated "action" from the last incident. Hehe!

I was running late for my appointment with Geraldine at 10pm as I had to detour back to my office for some files. Monday meeting.. When I was about to reach Balaclava, I got a message from an unknown sender to ask me to meet her at KM8 signed off by Geraldine. I tried calling back the number but noone picks up and I tried calling Geraldine, her handphone is switched off. Perhapes her phone is running on low battery and she had to borrow someone else's.

Grumbling to myself that I have to make my way to Sentosa. That is like another bloody island! Well, when I reached KM8, I couldn't see Geraldine at all. Its easy to spot Geraldine since she is so tall and big build, you can't really miss her.

I was about to go. I am not in a beach attire, I'm in shirt and pants. And the humid weather is making my shirt stick onto my back. That is when she called out my name.

OLIVIA!

She giggled when I asked where is Geraldine. She couldn't give me a straight answer like she is high and bubbly somewhere. Hair cropped to her skull, green eyes and of course her elfish grin. She was dressed in a chili red bikini leave little for imagination and with a flimsy darker red scarf wrapped around her hips, underneath is a matching pair of chili red thongs.

She snuggled close to me and whispered that Geraldine is down with a flu. She also gently took my hand and walked away from the music and the crowd. When we got to a secluded area dark little corner, she practically yanked her top away and pull my head to her breast. Boy, did I suck hard. It was there she bend over and I took her from behind. I had to keep looking around me while my manhood did his job plus I had one hand grabbing on her hips and the other hand covering her mouth because she was moaning so hard... With the fear mixed with excitement, it was quite a mind blowing experince for me. Haven't had sex in the public since teenage years.

We went back to KM8 for more drinks later. After close to 1am, Olivia decided she had enough and wanted to go home.

She seduced me further in the carpark and this time, she rode me in my car. She is like some wild crazy animal. Plus with her crazed green eyes, its easy to mistake her for one.

Ended up both of us are exhausted. I barely could keep my eyes on the road as I drove her home and the moment I got home, I dumped myself on the sofa and snored away.

Olivia = Pure Raw Sex

Heartbroken Millie

2006-08-02T02:25:00.000+08:00

I have been really busy plus right now my havoc life is halt to a standstill because Millie is back from London.

I went to Changi Airport over the weekend to pick her up. Once she reaches the gates, she was overwhelmed with tears. She ran over to me and hugged me so tightly that I almost ran out of breath. She was sobbing non stop for 15 to 20 minutes before I could calm her down and make her smile.

She was tight lipped about BBB and refused to comment anything about him except that she snucked out of his home in the middle of the night with her belongings and took the earliest flight. But being female, is a funny thing.. I noticed that she still hope that BBB will panicked and feel lost without her. My best bet? He won't.

Her handphone has been silent all the way til now and she has been either staring at her handphone or staring into space. Shewould burst out in tears and seek for me. I would cuddle her like she is a little child and hushed her til she calm down.

This is not the first time she has her heart broken by some guy. From the way, I see it.. The guys who break girls' heart are pathetic.

Nah... I am not kettle calling the pot black. I admit I am a playboy at heart but I draw a line at giving girls promises that I could not keep. All the girls I slept with knows my history and what kind of lifestyle I am leading. They all know that they could never pinned their future on me. The daring ones would try to get me settle down with them or at least give them a commitment. Usually once I spotted the signs, I will put them in their place by talking to them firmly that they cannot change me.

Millie will recover. But none the wiser. She will still fall for some jerk who will twisted her heart to make her tear.

I took a week's leave to company her. I know she will not do anything silly however, each time she cried like this, I am afraid that she will space out too far and really for once take her life.

Looking at her now, curling up like a cat in front of the television on the couch make my heart bleed for her. Seeing her holding onto her handphone like some precious treasure, waiting for that BBB to give her a message or a call.

Sigh!

Geraldine & Olivia (G.O)

2006-07-22T16:23:00.000+08:00

Millie is devastated. She suspects her British Bastard Boyfriend is cheating on her. She found love messages on his mobile phone and she is seriously in a huge turmoil. She has begun her suspicion when he received phone calls in the middle of the night and constant messages especially over the weekends. Sometimes he didn't come home until the next afternoon; his mobile phone would be switched off and did not reply to her messages. Then the huge crush was when she found out that he has been buying condoms behind her back. (She didn’t like to use any.) She confronts him a number of times and her British Bastard just shrugged off and says she is way too sensitive.

Until she found the love messages…

Hearing Millie crying over the phone is heart breaking.

I offer to fly over there in the earliest flight to pick her up wherever she is but she strongly refused. She wanted to give that BBB a 2nd chance and see if the relationship will work out.

I gave her a week's deadline either she fly home or I'll go and get her. A week to settle whatever she had with him. No way, I will let Millie to stay over in that foreign country and sobbed her heart out when that BBB is abusing her like this.

With Millie like this, I almost cancelled my date with Geraldine.

But I am glad I didn't. At least it took my mind off worrying about Millie.

I showed up a little late at Balaclava and Geraldine was (as usual) impatiently waiting for me. We sat and drank red wine and chill. We talked about our past and the new changes in our life. It was midnight when she suggested going to her place – an apartment at Queens she bought with her last year bonus plus a little savings. As we both drove, we agreed to meet at the front of her condo.

When we reached her unit, I was surprised to hear loud booming music blaring from inside. Its a wonder the neighbors did not complain.

The moment I stepped in, my eyes feasted on a nude young lass dancing and gyrating to the loud techno music in the midst of shocking pink furry cushions and white carpet flooring.

I stepped back a bit and knocked into Geraldine who was trying to lock up her gate. I guess she saw my shocked expression and started giggling non stop. The nude one stopped and simply turned away to switch off her stereo and turned around to face me again, this time with a elfish grin on her face.

Geraldine finally stopped giggling and introduces us. She is Geraldine's girlfriend and yes, my ex has become a lesbian, cohabiting with another female fatale. I had to ask Geraldine did I play a part in it (pushing her to becoming lesbian). It's a relieve that it wasn't me but her ex husband. She actually got herself married!!! Their marriage was annulled for some reasons she didn't want to reveal. That period was the hardest time in her life and she swore that she didn't want to see or go near another dick. And in turn, she seeks women. For Companion and Pleasure.

Olivia is really enjoying looking me up and down while giving me her elfish grins. She is seated opposite me while Geraldine is seating beside me on the couch. Yes, at this point she is still naked like it is the most natural thing in the world to bare all. While Geraldine is an F cup in her department, she is has really small perky breasts. What's amazing I guess is that she has really pink nipples.... I find that rare in Singaporean girls. She has short hair like Geraldine, cropped til you can see her skull. And very green eyes. (Contact lens) With her sharp features, she could be mistaken for an elf on the street. All she's missing is a pair of pointed ears.

When Geraldine got up from her seat to open another bottle of red wine, Olivia slinked over and sat on my lap while whispering what she like to do with Geraldine when they are alone together. I couldn't help my budge. I couldn't help that my hands soon found their way to her breasts. I couldn't help it when Geraldine took my pants off.

We last for about an hour and a half. I drove home and reached my place a little after 4am.

This morning, I woke up with a hang over and almost thought that that was a dream.

Until I found 2 photos with 3 of us frolicking each other in my handphone.

Giant Geraldine

2006-07-20T14:23:00.000+08:00

Oh gosh! I have been so away from life!

Been really busy with work. Shuttling from meeting one client to another.

I am dating Siu Siu every now and then. Nothing serious but she is still so reserved. I guess it's because towards guys like me, she has to be extra cautious. Haha! I don't see her on the weekend as she always travels to Malaysia during the weekends, leaving me space to myself. On the weekdays, I usually see her on Tuesdays and Wednesday evenings for dinner and occasionally movies and drinks. The main point is that I hadn't gone further with her than to kiss her chastely on her lips. Not that I do not want to.

Ice Princess!

On Fridays and Saturdays since Siu Siu is not around, I date around or just hang out with Andy. However, a two Saturdays ago at MOS I bumped into an ex girlfriend of mine. Talk about coincidence, man!

Actually, I couldn't consider Geraldine as my ex girlfriend but we do have a past together. That was 3 years back and we were always in and out of the relationship. She couldn't decide between me and another guy back then. So she is always with me, then with him, then back with me again sort of thing. She is irresistible with those huge knockers she have. She has an hour glass figure to put Christy Chung to shame. She is huge in that department; she is also huge in terms of height. She towered over most guys. The last time we both check (for a laugh), she was towering at 1.78m. That was 3 years ago.

She has changed. Of course she is still tall and she is still...erhmm..huge. She has cropped her hair so short that I could see her skull. She was wearing T back singlet and low hung jeans. So unlike her. She used to have long hair and really really love anything feminine. She once explained to me because of her height and her build, she often teased and made reference to be build like a man instead of a lady. Therefore, she has always chosen floral dresses instead of jeans or pants. And here she is in JEANS.

I couldn't recognize her; it was Andy who pointed her out to me. She was with another girl and we couldn't really talk much with the loud booming background. She gave me her number and parted ways.

I am so busy with work these few days that I hadn't had time to call her until last night after dropping Siu Siu home, I decided to give Geraldine a ring.

Once again, I couldn't really hear her however, my ears was in for a treat. As I was figuring how to ask her out and setting the details with her. Her background was a woman’s voice moaning and screaming like she is having sex. I am pretty sure its not from the television because it sounded really close. Hmmmm... Its hard (really HARD) to concentrate on the conversation when you have a woman's voice moaning her life out that she is coming and your ex girlfriend’s sleepy sexy voice is on the phone talking to you. For awhile, I could really remember the days when Geraldine and I were together. I really wanted to ask what is happening but my instincts told me that Geraldine would mind me prying into her life.

Anyway, I have set a date with her tommorrow.

We'll see.

Crystal Clear Siu Siu

2006-07-07T15:21:00.000+08:00

I haven't heard from Marilyn since Sunday however her friend, Siu Siu has called me last night. I brought her out to Indochine at Wisma Atrium last night. We had dinner (delicious but she didn't eat much of it..) and some drinks.

She is really soft spoken til the point sometimes I have to lean over to listen to her. I didn't mind so much however every time I take a deep waft of her perfume, I really want to wrap my arms around her.

Her doeful eyes kept staring back and with her crystal clear face...Wuuuuuuuuuuu!

Its more of a real date than any lustful intention. Which is so rare for me. Haha! I propose to her on not going back to Malaysia for the weekend but she said she must as her whole family will be waiting for her.

She came to Singapore to work as a Research Executive on Monday to Thursday before leaving on Friday to spend time with her family. She spends all her salary while she is there giving most of it to her family. She is really sweet and thoughtful.

Alas I have to let her go back today and tonight I will not have any entertainment for myself. I have asked Andy out to MOS.

Gonna check out some chicks with him.

Crazy Marilyn

2006-07-03T23:37:00.000+08:00

Marilyn is certified crazy.

Who on earth with human sanity would bring a man (stranger) home when she is a married woman?

With a child to boot!

Friday night we had dinner and a few drinks before she gave me the hither on and asked me flirtatiously whether would I like to have some drinks at her place. I am game enough for it as these days the club scene has hold nothing for me. And she is quite an amusing conversationalist.

We drank quite a bit at her place. We had volka, whiskey and 2 or 3 glass of red wine. She lives in a grand place near Great World City, her apartment is a penthouse actually with beautiful skyline sights to drown in. What struck me off when I first step into her house is that its quite homely. I would have expected a colder sophisticated place from her. Its Marilyn, we are talking about.

Then I noticed. The frame that holds her family photograph. She airily dismissed it as her family. Her husband is often overseas as he is the director of business development in his company. He comes home only once every 2 to 3 months leaving Marilyn to her own naughtiness. Her 3 year old son likes to spend time with his granny or maybe I would say, Marilyn likes to place her son into her mum's care while she is engaged outside. I never really notice that Marilyn wears a wedding band and when I questioned her, she laughed it off and said that she doesn't like wearing one. The only ring she wears is a 2 carat diamond ring bought by another guy – presumably one of her many lovers.

Marilyn confided in me that she is 5 years older than me. (I never take it to ask my ladies' age as I know it is extremely impolite. And saddening to some.) She is always seeking for thrills especially after the birth of her son. She nearly lost her life (because she is so skinny!!) when she gave birth to her boy and after that she simply refused to bear anymore kids to her husband's dismay. She claimed that a few months of being a stay home mum she is bored to death plus her husband is often out of town, she felt lonely at night. So she decided what her husband doesn't know, doesn't harm him...and her family. Well, I am not going to question her values and morals in life afterall, I am no saint myself.

I ended up staying over at her place for 2 nights – Friday and Saturday. Returning to my place only on Sunday morning as it is her family day with her son. Awwww!

She is always horny and she prefers to be dominated rather than being the conqueror. She does all the meals only in her tiny white transparent apron and she will feed me by her fingers and mouth. I would sit in the bathtub and she will wash and scrubbed me and toweled me dry. She prefers to give me the pleasure than have the pleasure herself. And so eager to pleased, even Janis not as eager as her.

There seems to be no sighs of her feeling guilty or whatsoever. I mean even for Millie, she will sometimes appear to be remorseful and think too much into her present lifestyle and get depressed and all. But for Marily, no... She would not think twice making out in front of her wedding photo with her husband grinning and staring at our bare bodies.

Crazy!

She is simply Crazy!

Millennium

2006-06-30T19:32:00.000+08:00

I haven't been blogging much.. Or even touching my laptop a lot. Except for going into a few forums here and there. I haven't been at work too. Since Monday.

BECAUSE MILLIE IS IN TOWN! Woohoo!

I took 2 days medical leave on Monday and Tuesday and 2 days leave on Wednesday and Thursday. Got to come into work today to clear some of my stuff and emails. It also gives me the privacy of able to surf the net alone. Millie likes to hog my laptop all the time, skyping with her Caucasian guys.

Millie is my soul mate, my sanity and my lover. We are fuck buddies. I have known her since we are in our teens. I have been there to lend my shoulders when her guys dump her and she has been there with comfort food when my work is in a rut. I can't really remember how we got started, if we got started at all. Its just that she understands my play-thingy while I know her fooling around. Well, birds of the same feathers do flock together! Haha!

We have silence golden rules which either of us will break. Rules like I will not brag in front of her of my recent gals or I will not compare her with others and vice versa. I will ignore my phone if Millie is around. To give her enough respect. She will not step a foot out of my house without me and live and breathe the same air as me til the day we have to part again. When she is back in Singapore (usually for a week or less), she will bunk at my place. She hates to go back to her own home until absolutely have to and if so, she will dragged me along with her. When we are indoor at my home, we seldom leave the bed. We would make love til we are both out of our minds, we would then snuggled under the blankets with my air con full blast til we are fully energized then the cycle will repeat itself. I lost count how many times in a day we fucked.

I just sent Millie off yesterday. She was bound for Thailand for a week before bouncing her butt off to London again. Her latest boyfriend is living as some kind of pottery artist there. Its not very often I get to be with Millie because she is a jet setter. She loves to travel around the world and it helps that she actually comes from a wealthy family too, with her as the only daughter. But don't call her Princess. I did once and I got cold shoulder from her for a month. Shivers!

So she doesn't have to work for a living as her family is able to provide for her. Her dad is a meek little old fellow, often spending his days with clients at the various golf courses here and in Malaysia. Her mother is a feisty strong woman in her 50s running the family textile business with a golden rod. Millie once reveals to me that her mother is keeping a young teenager as a toy boy and even bought him a condo!! I have met both of them because Millie wants them to stop nagging at her to get married. She came up with a plan and presents me as her boyfriend. This way she gets to do whatever she wants without the nagging involved.

Millie is her nick for Millennium. No kidding! Her mother thought it was a strong powerful name when she decided to name her only daughter that. Ended up becoming a joke of the century. Anyways, she freak out when she went into my laptop history and found out that I started a blog. Worse still, she found out that I have been blogging about her. She made me swear that I will never reveal her photo online. Damn!

Millie has beautiful body paired with voluptuous creamy breasts (D cups, I have bought her lingerie before). I could lie on her two soft pillows and never get up. She has a little tummy, very little. That really sexed me up. Furthermore, she tattooed her name: Millennium just right smack above her mound. She is really fair and I guess that is why the Caucasian men always drool after her.

Its not that she doesn't like Singaporean men, she dated quite a few in her earlier years. However, according to her, they were kind of disappointing. All of them wants to tied her down and marry her and have her to bear their kids. The image of her wearing an apron in an oily kitchen with 2 screaming kids running around her and her man plopping down on the crouch in front of the TV with a beer in one hand and a remote control in the other does not appeal to her. In fact, it disgusts her. Her dream is to be on an isolated island with her man and dream their life away.

How practical is that huh?

Anyway, her love of her life doesn't last very long. She would change her men like seasons. One from France, next one from South Africa and the other one from Ohio, USA. I can never keep track like she always complain that she can never keep track of mine and we would laugh it off.

Speaking of my record... I have not been answering my calls since Millie is here. Siu Siu called 3 times, Janis called 4 times and message twice and the worst is Marilyn, she called me 7 times and message 5 times in all. All these girls must think that I totally disappear from the face of the earth! Luckily, none of them came up to my place. Even they did, they wouldn't able to get in. Thanks to the tight security I have at my condo.

I spoke briefly with Janis. She was pretty pissed at me but she was pacified by me. I didn’t really want to continue with Janis because she is getting too sticky with me plus she still has problems with her family and such. If she sense that, she didn't imply it.

I called Siu Siu but her mobile phone is switched off so I contact Marilyn and she told me that Siu Siu went back to Malaysia for the weekend. I was hammered by her to agree to meet tonight for dinner.

Well, got to go and prepare for Marilyn...

Bony Marilyn

2006-06-24T10:55:00.000+08:00

Saturday morning.

Blogging happily away at my laptop. Millie called yesterday to tell me she is flying home tomorrow. Ahhh.. I have cleared my entire schedule for her arrival. I am going to pick her up at the airport tomorrow.

I have just sent Marilyn home after picking up my car. She is the girl that Andy called “babe”, Andy's client. In fact, she is one of Andy's biggest clients. Don't ask me how she ended up in my bed. She just did. I only could recall...

Thursday night.

I asked Siu Siu out on a dinner date however she told me she is going back to Malaysia that night. My heart dropped to the lowest degree. Heavens can't be playing this kind of trickery on me!! Fortunately, she reveal that she is just going back for 3 days and she will catch up with me on Monday when she will be back in town. Phew! For a moment, I thought I lost my catch there. Hehee!

Janis has gone back to try to work things out with her parents. I totally pushed her in that direction. Its for her own good and mine. Sorry to say but Janis isn't the kind of girl I would settle down with. Erhmm.. In fact, I don't even know whether I would want to settle down in the first place. And she is too young to move out of her parents' wings to stay out on her own. With her naivety and bubbly character, she would land herself in the hands of con men, like me. Haha!

Andy called me after work to see if I want to hang out tonight.

A: “Dude, you wanna go out tonight?”
Me: “Huh? Why not?”
A: “Let's go to Chimes for a drink.”
Me: “Hey, I thought you will be out with your gf tonight..”
A: “Don't talk about her. She is fuming mad now.”
Me: “What happen, dude?”
A: “Remember Siu Siu's friend?”
Me: “Yep. Your client.”
A: “Uh-huh. Bloody idiot called me 5 times in the middle of the night.”
Me: “No wonder.. Aysha would be angry.”

Aysha is Andy's long time girlfriend. Both of them have been dating around for so long no one remembers when they started seeing each other. She is a Japanese-Chinese mix doll with really sharp features and big round watery eyes that really remind you of Japanese porcelain doll. However, beauty comes with a huge flaw. Aysha is a big huge jealous factory. She is also known for her flying temper that kept Andy on a tight leash. If not for the fact, I knew Andy longer and I once played an important role in getting the two of them together, Aysha would gladly banned him from contacting me. She always chided me that I am a bad influence for Andy. However, Aysha has been hanging around for so long till I treat her like my own sister.

Anyway, that night were just me and Andy chilling out with a couple of beers at Chimes. The real man to man talk. He really wants to get Marilyn off his back but he can't offend her too. She is one of Andy's advertising agency biggest clients. She is the marketing director of some MNC big shit. I know Andy very well, he hasn't slept with Marilyn. In fact, he goes home to Aysha every night! Nah, he doesn't have the guts nor heart to do shit behind Aysha's back.

So I told him I will try to talk to Marilyn and get her to chill off Andy.

Yesterday night.

I met up with Marilyn for a couple of drinks at Mohammad Sultan because she couldn't make it for dinner but she insists to meet me up for an hour or two for drinks. Two hours became four hours and before both of us knew it, it was closing time. I couldn't even walk straight after that. I guess both of us must have gotten into a cab and landed in my house.

I can't even remember fucking Marilyn. All I knew is that I woke up to her face in front of my groin, giving me a blowjob. Ahhhh…. That is my favorite alarm clock in the morning.

She doesn't remember sleeping with me but she woke up feeling really horny and decides to give me a pleasant morning surprise. What a surprise!

After that, we took a cab down to where I last parked my car. I sent her straight home after that. Before alighting, she insisted that she wants to see me again. My thoughts immediately went to Siu Siu. As if she could read my mind, she hinted that she would not spoil my chances of chasing her friend. She just wants to have some fun with me.

My opinion? Crazy woman. Crazy world.

Can't wait for Millie to come back to stabilize my world.

Yellow Sunflower Janis

2006-06-22T15:46:00.000+08:00

I just upload my photo in the blog but only showing my eyes. Hey! I still have to work in this industry, you know. Furthermore, the more famous you get, in contrary to what they say, the harder it is to get close to girls. Liz came over to help me with the photo upload. Nice girl!

She noticed I was blogging in my workstation and got pretty excited in helping to upload my photo in my own blog. So excited that she squeezes into my tiny cubicle and kept bending forward, letting me to take quick peeks at her pink lacy bra. PINK LACE BRA! Check it out man! Too bad, she is also small in that department. (I think an A cup…) She also almost overwhelmed me with her DKNY's Green Apple perfume.

Janis called last night while I was clubbing with Andy and his so called “babe”. She wanted to come over my place and spend the night. She said her parents were upset that she didn't come home the previous night but she didn't care about their opinion. She wants somebody to talk and cuddle with and that somebody happen to be me. I told her I will be out late and she shouldn't rebel against her parents’wishes but its hard to give a 19 year old advice when the trance music is in the background.

Andy's so called “babe” turned out to be really on the bony side with really pale face and she look like she is going to passed out from starvation any moment. She is one of Andy's client and been bugging Andy to bring her out for dinner and drinks. I think she is out to get Andy. Lucky for me, she brought two girlfriends along. One of them is Siu Siu from Malaysia, Ipoh. She is a tall lanky girl with eyes big and expressive enough to swallow you. She has the kind of pale and delicate features that makes you think of Gong Li and Zhang Ziyi. Classic Chinese beauty. Her hair is bun up and she is wearing jeans and simple tank top. She smiles little and looked dartingly at her friend whenever she feels uncomfortable. She couldn't understand fast spoken English so I communicate with her in Chinese. However, in clubs you don’t talk, you communicate by your bodies. Ended up dancing with her quite a fair bit.

To end the night, Andy sent his “babe” home and I get to escort Siu Siu and the other girl home. Siu Siu and the other girl are room mates at Woodlands. I managed to sneak my phone number and asked her to give me a call tomorrow before she alight. Her response is another tiny smile. That sent thrill down my spine. I wonder how I am going to sleep alone tonight.

Well, I do not have to fret.

Because I found Janis sitting in front of my condo, waiting for me. Thank heavens, she is not crying or anything like that. She followed me back home and I allowed her to stay for the night. She did not want to go to sleep so ended up, we talk a lot and have sex the whole night through.
Janis is a giggler. She would giggle non stop especially if she is nervously. I love her face when she is smiling at me, her whole face just lights up and beam.. Like sunshine. Bright sunshine. Which naturally reminds me of Yellow Sunflower.

Janis and I talked about her the whole night. She hates cats. She kept guppies, all sorts of colours. She is much closer to her 2nd sister than the rest of her family members. She had only one boyfriend previously and that boyfriend abused her physically until she decided to dump him. Until then, she did not have any boyfriend at all. Her boutique manager like to take advantage of her and the other sales staff by brushing his cock at their butt, claiming accidentally. She would endure or simply avoid getting close to him because she love her job. Half of her salary actually goes to the family to help to support both of her retired parents.

After the third round of sex, finally at almost dawn break, Janis allowed me to catch some sleep. On the condition, I allowed her to watch me sleep. Haiz. Strange, young, sunflower girl.

My phone is ringing now.. Millie is calling me.. Got to go!

Strawberry Shortcake Janis

2006-06-21T10:54:00.000+08:00

This morning, I have to wake Janis up. She is a really spoil brat at bed. I pull her out of my bed, the moment I turned, she scoot under the blanket for another quick snooze. No wonder retail line suits her. She doesn't have to report to work until 11am.

At last, she awoken, fresh eyed sitting in the middle of my king sized bed, stretching and yawning. I felt that I am having a hard on watching her like this. She is so fresh and young and bubbly. Reminds me of Strawberry Shortcake. YUMMY!

We had another round of sex in bed before I hauled her and myself into the bathroom to shower. In there, I almost had her again if not for the fact, I am running late for work and number two, she is complaining that her nether region hurts due to not enough foreplay and lubricate.

I dropped her off at the nearest MRT station before making my way to work. With all my thoughts on Janis, young bubbly, little Janis.

We talked along the way as I drove her to the station. I discovered that she is only 19 years old (and I always thought that she is at least 21 or 22) and she comes from a family of 5. She is the youngest of 3 sisters and 1 brother. She isn't very fond of studying, dropping out of Hua Yi Secondary School after barely passing N level. Her aspiration is to open her own boutique one day which is likely why she chose to work retail line.

I am going out tonight with my buddy Andy tonight. He text me to say that he will be bringing some babe to the club tonight.

I can't wait....

Young Janis

2006-06-20T02:31:00.000+08:00

Anyway, today had been a wonderful day. Millie called me early in the morning to let me know she has touched down in London. She woke me up just in time for work. Thank God for that! Because I just realized that I forgot to set my alarm clock again. Ever since I moved out despite my parent's protest, I have been late for work. I guess with my own pad, I could pretty much do everything I want. Hard drinking, hard partying and no more sneaking girls into my bedroom in the middle of the night and have to sneak them out before my parents wakes up. Of course, there will be set backs like silent alarm clocks. But I value my privacy and a whole load of freedom more.

During work, stupid Michelle tried to persuade me to give her a ride again. She really does not know how to take hints to save her life. I wouldn't mind so much if her next-cubicle-neighbor, Liz Goh came along for the ride. But I could see from her beaming facial expression, her boyfriend is coming to pick her up from work. Liz is really sweet looking with long hair, sweet smile with white pearl tiny teeth and a really really perky butt that will sway side to side when she walks and bounce when she hurries. I would love to grab those butts and make her sat astride on me one day. But Liz isn't my target yet. Which is why I have not been putting effort in her. She is only good for my runaway imagination when I am struck in the office during rainy days. Other than that, the forest is greener outside the glass door of my office.

I proceed to pick Janis from her workplace in Orchard. Young Janis is working at a boutique in Takashimaya. She is supposed to work full retail shift from 11am to 10pm however, I managed to persuade her to take time off to go with me. Not that its hard work persuading her, in fact, I merely dropped a hint and she came up with the suggestion.

I slowed down my car at the shopping centre's taxi stand and there she was, standing at the side of the road, almost overshadowed by a group of Japanese tourists that just came out of the entrance. She was dressed in a tiny halter red top and a short demin skirt. Really “lian-ish” to me, I normally date girls who are more mature in terms of age and looks, however, Janis has a fresh appeal that really attracted me.

I met her when I went over to her boutique and there I guess I pretty much charmed her with my words and got her to give me her number. Well, the rest is history.

Today is the 2nd time, I asked her out. The first time was just a brief lunch on a Sunday afternoon before I have to run as another date was waiting for me. She giggled non stop in my car as I drove to our destination. I guess she must be feeling nervous and excited and that makes me want to behave like an excited puppy also. Gosh! Its been years I have last behaved like a lust filled teenager.

After dinner at Fish & Co, I brought her to Wala Wala Bar. Before I knew it, she got herself drunk and was all over me. To avoid creating a scene, I have to actually carry her to my car!! Although she is small sized, she is really heavy!!

I wanted to send her back home but I didn't know where she lived and the dumb girl didn't bring her NRIC along. Urgh! No choice but to bring her to my place to stay for the night. The moment I unlocked my front door, Janis began to get onto me like she hasn't had sex for a long time.

We didn't even manage to reach my bedroom in time and settled it on my carpet the first time. And the second time....

Shortly after midnight, she fell asleep, curled up at the foot of my bed. While me still tossing and turning before I decided to make a good use of my time to blog here.

Looking now at her, stirring in her sleep. I think I might have something to do other than spending my time at the PC and sleeping.

This is going to be one long night.

The birthday of my blog

2006-06-20T02:16:00.000+08:00

I kept tossing and turning in my bed. One look at the clock beside my bed. Urgh! Its already 2am in the morning and I can't get to sleep. Its one of the rare nights that I am home this early partially because of the girl snoring quietly beside me which her back facing me. With the urge of lust satisfied and the effects of alcohol wearing thin, I slowly raise myself out of bed, not wanting to wake the girl up.

Dumping myself down in front of the internet and a thought just popped right into my mind. Why not start a blog? My good pal, Andy has often pushed me along the line to follow the trend and there will not be any problem following the skirts. Hahaha! Who needs to follow the skirts anyway? I have enough of them following me to last me a while.

Perhaps to boost my ego high on a hot and stuffy night like this or maybe to show the rest of the world, “Hey! Singapore men are not losers..”
Anyways, today will be the birth date of my blog.