Charmaine walked unsteadily to the bed, her juices dripping down her thighs.
C: That was amazing. My legs never felt this weak before.
Me: So did I pass?
C: Yeah. I guess.
Me: Well, it’s your turn now…
C: But I don’t really know how to do it…
By sheer luck or coincidence, Maria Ozawa started giving the guy a blowjob.
Me: Hey! You can watch, learn and practice!
C: Idiot.
But she watched anyway, heading back to the chair to sit down while I stood beside her. She held my cock in her hand, eyes glued to the monitor.
I found it a little strange that I did not get hard watching Maria Ozawa give some Jap dude a blowjob, my dick seemed to be dead. Maybe it was time to cut down on cigarettes.
Charmaine watched in earnest as Maria Ozawa wanked the guy, licked his shaft and balls, before starting to suck him.
C: I don’t think I can. You’re bigger than him…
I looked at the guy onscreen. He was probably 5 inches or so, and Maria Ozawa took his entire shaft into her mouth with ease.
Me: She’s a porn star. You don’t have to follow her exactly…
C: But I want to… Just for you…
How sweet.
Charmaine started wanking my cock and massaging my balls. She ran her tongue along the shaft and around the head just like Maria Ozawa did. She kept licking for quite awhile, as though she was afraid to take it in her mouth. By now, Maria Ozawa was already being pounded by the guy, and my cock had reached its full length and hardness.
Charmaine looked up at me with a slutty look as she wrapped her lips around my dickhead. Inch by inch, she took it in before stopping halfway. She was choking herself.
Me: Er. You don’t have to deepthroat you know…
She coughed.
C: Just trying. Who asked you to be so long?
Me: It’s not that long… It’s just nice I think…
C: Not for me!
That was quite true. Charmaine was, after all, a petite girl, compared to Tanya of course, and my 6.5 inches might have seemed to be a little intimidating. Still, she tried.
Me: Just concetrate on the head…
She did, twirling her tongue around my dickhead while it was still in her mouth. I wondered if she had practiced on those frozen ice lollies, as that was exactly what my dick felt like, except that her mouth was warm. She bobbed her head up and down my cock, taking care not to choke herself again. She was a fast learner. But I was not going to cum anytime soon.
I stopped her and led her to the bed. She lay down and spread her legs.
C: Please be gentle. I’m like a virgin…
I positioned my cock at the entrance of her pussy, rubbing her clit with my dickhead, mixing my pre-cum with her juices. With one swift motion, I inserted about an inch of my cock into her, feeling the extreme tightness of of warm, wet hole. Suddenly she pushed me off.
C: Condom!
Me: Oh yeah…
I found the box of condoms that Charles had left behind. It was a twelve pack of ribbed ones, but only a few were left.
Me: Looks like your brother is quite active himself…
C: Strange, he doesn’t have a girlfriend…
Me: Hmmm.
C: And this is going to hurt I think…
Me: I haven’t even entered…
C: But it’s ribbed…
Me: The box says added pleasure…
C: The box lies…
Me: Right…
I capped myself and repositioned for entry. It certainly helped that Charmaine was still very wet, and my cock slid in easily, and inch of it of course.
Me: Ready?
Charmaine bit her lower lip and nodded. I pushed in another inch, then another. She closed her eyes and bit her lip harder, grabbing the pillow and bedsheets. I was halfway in when she screamed.
C: It hurts!
Me: Sorry…
I withdrew my cock.
Me: I think let’s not…
C: No, it’s ok… I have to get used to you anyway…
Me: How should I do it?
C: I don’t know. Just stick it in.
Me: All of it?
She nodded.
Me: You sure?
C: Just force it in or something. Maybe it will create a new opening.
Me: Are you serious?
I knelt there between her legs, dick half inside her pussy. I felt myself getting soft.
C: The other guys were small. I thought cocks were that size. Yours is different…
Me: I don’t want to hurt you…
C: Just do it. Otherwise we may never have proper sex…
Me: Want to try another position instead?
C: No…
Me: But…
C: Stop whining and stick it in!
She grabbed me and forced the full length of my cock into her. I definitely hit her cervix. Thankfully, I was not fully erect, otherwise there might have been some permanent damage.
Charmaine screamed in pain and tears flowed freely out of her eyes. She stopped grabbing the bedsheet and her hands fell slack by her side. She was breathing heavily. I immediately pulled out and saw blood on the condom. I tapped her shoulder.
Me: Charmaine?
She did not respond.
Me: Charmaine?
I shook her a little more violently. She opened her tear-stained eyes.
C: That hurt a lot.
Me: Sorry. You forced me in.
C: I think there’s internal damage.
Me: Yeah. You’re bleeding.
I stuck my finger in and removed it. It was coated with blood.
Me: It’s quite bad.
C: Maybe it’s my period.
Me: Is it supposed to be here?
C: Not for another week or so…
Me: That’s bad.
C: I don’t know.
Me: Do you want to see a doctor?
C: No.
Me: You sure?
C: Yeah. It’s embarrassing…
Me: Go to KK then? They probably have female doctors there…
C: No need.
Me: Seriously?
C: You haven’t finished yet…
Me: You gotta be kidding. How can I possibly continue when you’re in pain?
C: Just continue…
Me: Er. I think it’s better not to.
C: You scared of a little blood?
Me: It’s not little. I might have torn something inside there…
C: Then do it slowly.
Me: You’re mad.
C: But I love you and want you inside me…
I looked at Charmaine, then at my deflated cock. The blood-stained condom was slipping off so I removed it and tossed it aside.
Me: I can’t. Not hard anymore.
C: Then make it hard…
She sat up and started wanking me. I tried to resist but the little head took control again.
C: Put it in. Slowly…
Me: Wait. Let me get another condom.
C: No need. If it’s my period, I won’t get pregnant.
Me: What if it is?
C: Don’t shoot inside then.
Me: Erm.
C: Come on. Don’t make me wait.
Me: Are you still in pain?
C: A little. But bearable.
Me: Ok.
I positioned my cock at her pussy again and tried hard not to think about the various bodily fluids that were inside. It did not work and I deflated slightly. Semi-hard, I pushed in. Charmaine flinched a little but took it in anyway. It was, warm, wet, and a little sticky. I thrusted a few times. Strangely it felt damn good, even though I could see reddish stuff coating my cock. Charmaine appeared to be enjoying it.
C: I think you’re not supposed to be fully hard when entering. This is nice.
Me: I can’t really feel much. Other than it’s wet and sticky.
C: Can you still cum?
Me: I don’t know. I suppose I could.
C: I want you to cum…
Me: I don’t have to you know. Sex is not only about my pleasure.
C: You already made me squirt. I wanna do the same for you.
Me: You don’t have to.
C: Just fuck me.
I continued thrusting slowly, watching Charmaine’s face for any signs of pain, and if I should stop. Instead, she spread her legs wider to accomodate me. My semi-hard cock became harder as I thrusted, and soon it was almost at full length and girth. Charmaine had a slight pained look on her face but she did not let me stop.
Me: I can’t. Really.
C: Why?
Me: Psychological I think.
C: Want to try the other hole?
Me: Which one?
C: Ass.
Me: You’re kidding right?
C: No.
Me: Your pussy is torn and now you want me to tear your ass as well?
C: I have shat stuff that’s bigger than your cock, I think it can go in.
Me: What the fuck. That’s too much info.
C: Sorry. But should be able to right?
Me: I don’t know. Never tried anal.
C: Oh. I have.
Me: With your ex?
C: Yeah.
Me: But you said I’m bigger?
C: Just try?
Me: You have lube?
C: Not really. Use my pussy juices and blood?
Me: You’re sick. You know that?
C: Don’t guys like this kind of stuff?
Me: What kind of stuff?
C: A girl who will do anything sexually…
Me: Probably. But this is a little too much.
C: Are you going to try or not?
I thought about how Tanya had told me previously that I would enjoy fucking her ass, but I never got to try. Now Charmaine was offering hers. I thought about it for awhile and decided that disgusting or not, I might as well try for the sake of trying.
Drawing on my memory of certain porn scenes, I spat on her asshole and inserted a finger in, trying to expand the hole. Charmaine flinched at first but slowly relaxed her muscles to accomodate my finger.
C: Haha. I think my ex’s cock as as big as your finger…
Me: Very funny.
I spat on it again, and on my cock as well, to ensure that it was sufficiently lubricated.
I positioned at the entrance.
Me: You ready?
C: Just give it to me baby. I want your hard cock in my ass.
Me: Wow, you’re the first girl to talk dirty to me.
C: Do you like it?
Me: I think I’m neutral.
C: Well, put it in then?
I pushed the head into her asshole, she relaxed her muscles and allowed me entry.
Tanya was right. Assholes were extremely tight, and the lack of natural lubrication added friction. The sensation of my first anal fuck was out of this world.
Charmaine appeared to be enjoying the anal penetration, judging by her soft moans, and vice-like grip on the bedsheets. I wondered how she coud take it, considering it was not the usual hole used for penetration. Perhaps it was the pain she took pleasure in. But I could not be sure.
On the other hand, I was going crazy trying not to cum so fast. The tightness and friction was wreaking havoc on my dickhead, and I had to slow down the pace to prevent myself from premature ejaculation.
It did not work.
Barely five minutes of poking her ass, I felt the familiar sensation building up in my balls. Charmaine sensed it too and clenched her rectal muscles. It felt as though a champion bodybuilder was giving me a handjob. I tried to pull out, but was unable to do so, as the first wave of semen erupted from my volcano. I stopped thrusting, but Charmaine did not let me, pushing her ass towards me again and again, thus forcing a second wave. The blood rushed from my head and limbs and into my nether regions. I felt faint and on the verge of collapsing. She was one crazy bitch. I tried to pull out once more rather unsuccessfully. My semi-hard dick flopped around like a fish out of water as I fell out of bed and landed on my ass on the floor. I immediately lay back and tried to catch my breath. Charmaine scrambled out of bed and squatted over my abdomen, the lava from my volcano trickling out of her ass and onto me.
I wanted to protest, but she seemed to be enjoying herself.
An amount definitely more than the scientific amount of 10 cubic centimetres was pooling at my belly button.
Me: What the fuck. You’re sick.
C: Who asked you to cum in my ass?
Me: You didn’t let me withdraw!
C: Too bad.
She lay down beside me on the floor and kissed my forehead.
C: I enjoyed that…
Me: You prefer anal to normal sex?
C: Not really. But it seems like your cock is a little to big for my pussy…
Me: That’s still quite sick…
C: You didn’t like it?
Me: It’s weird. You’ve got strange fetishes. Didn’t it hurt?
C: A little. But I liked the way you pounded my ass.
Me: You like pain?
C: I don’t know…
Me: You BDSM freak.
C: Haha. It’s kinda fun.
Me: What are you going to do next? Tie me up and spank me?
C: I didn’t think of that. But now that you mentioned it…
Charmaine got up and opened her drawer, removing a few scarf-like pieces of cloth and a leather belt.
Me: Oh shit.
I tried to move but I was seemingly paralysed after the recent exertions. She tied one scarf over my eyes and bound my hands over my head with the other.
Me: Charmaine? This isn’t funny…
I struggled to move. She did not make a sound.
Me: Charmaine? What are you up to?
Still no response.
I felt my arms being stretched back as she tried to drag me somewhere. Not knowing any better, I assisted her to drag myself. It was a bad idea and I soon found myself bound to her bedframe.
Me: Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! Charmaine! I don’t want to play this game!!!
She slapped me across the face.
C: Shut up and call me Mistress!
Me: FUCKING HELL! Charmaine! This isn’t fun!
She grabbed my balls and squeezed hard.
C: Apologise slave!
Me: OW! OW! OW! Sorry! I’m sorry!
She grabbed my dick and twisted it.
C: Sorry who?
Me: SORRY MISTRESS!
What in the world did I get myself into?
Me: Charmaine! Stop it!
She did not seem to hear me and continued torturing my cock and balls.
I struggled hard and managed to break free from my hand restraints.
I sat up and grabbed her hands. My cock was a little sore from her
over-enthusiastic twisting.
Charmaine started sobbing.
Me: What’s wrong?
She did not reply.
I got up and headed to the toilet.
C: Don’t go.
Me: You’re mad.
C: Sorry.
She crouched in a corner of the room, hugging her knees to her chest,
sobbing.
I ignored her and proceeded to take a shower. When I was done, Charmaine was
still in her corner.
I tried to make sense of her behaviour.
Me: What’s wrong?
C: I’m sorry.
Me: Sorry for?
C: I didn’t mean to be rough.
Me: Why are you acting like this anyway?
C: I don’t know.
Me: It’s your ex isn’t it?
C: Maybe.
Me: He treated you bad?
C: Sometimes.
Me: How?
C: I don’t want to say.
Me: I know he hit you. But during sex?
C: Stop asking please.
Me: He hit you during sex?
C: Shut up.
Me: Come on. I’m your boyfriend. You can tell me.
Charmaine looked up at me, the only emotion in her eyes was a mix of
sadness, and a burning hatred. She moved towards me and started hitting me,
fists closed, pounding on my chest and shoulders. I grabbed her and pinned
her to the bed.
Me: Stop that.
The tears flowed freely.
C: You like this?!
Me: What?
I released her. She grabbed my hand and swung it against her face. For all
my strength and composure, I did not manage to stop in time. My hand, open
palmed thankfully, struck her across her face. Her cheek turned red, and
blood trickled out of her nose.
Me: What the fuck?
C: Fuck me.
I grabbed tissue from the bedside table and wiped off the blood from her
nose.
Me: Is this what he did?
Charmaine nodded.
Me: And you liked it?
C: No.
Me: Then?
C: Every time we had sex it felt like he was raping me. He didn’t care if I
was turned on or not. He didn’t care if I was wet. All he wanted was to
stick it in. And when it couldn’t go in, he would hit me and force it in.
That was utterly shocking, especially since she was around 15 at that time.
Me: So why did you tie me up?
C: I don’t know.
Me: You enjoyed that?
C: I don’t know.
Me: Were you taking revenge on the male population for what he did?
C: FUCK! I SAID I DON’T KNOW!!!
She started crying again.
Me: Pull yourself together. I’m trying to understand you.
Charmaine looked up at me with tear-stained eyes.
C: You’re won’t leave me right?
Me: I don’t think so.
C: Why?
Me: I don’t think I can handle the abuse.
C: Sorry. It won’t happen again.
Me: You sure? Can we be a normal couple? Have normal sex?
C: Yes.
Me: And if you go into your crazy mode again?
C: I don’t know what came over me…
Me: Can you try to remain sane? For my sake at least.
C: I’ll try.
Me: That’s good.
C: You won’t leave?
Me: I won’t. Now go wash up. It’s time for bed.
She wiped her face with the back of her hand and got up to go to the toilet.
Halfway there, she turned back.
C: Don’t go ok?
Me: I’m still here.
She gave a half-smile and entered the toilet, not shutting the door.
I had unwittingly fell victim to her psycho attack. Maybe me mentioning BDSM
triggered something inside her. It was not something I enjoyed and hoped it
would not happen again.
What Charmaine showed me today was two sides of her. One sweet, demure, and
vulnerable. It was the other side that was freaking me out. She had the
capacity for violence, and had no qualms about inflicting physical pain on
herself and others. I assumed that the faint horizontal scars on her wrists
and forearms were that of self-mutilation, and I hoped that all that was in
the past.
As she showered, my mind was filled with thoughts.
I seriously wondered how long we could last.
Apologies for the long hiatus bros, but some stuff happened in the past few
months. I’ll continue my story from where I left off. But to reply bro
helloboy first, i used to go to the Kallang SRC gym, as well as the Tampines
and Bedok ones. Was with California Fitness for awhile and the True Fitness
at Parkway. Nowadays I just go to the gym in my camp. Now back to the
story…
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Anyway, as expected, Charmaine and I did not last. Her insecurities and
infrequent mental breakdowns pushed us apart.
I tried my best to be a caring and understanding boyfriend, but the stress
eventually got to me. I was juggling track and field, studies and Charmaine.
I did manage to get her to see a psychiatrist about her condition, but she
only attended the first session reluctantly, and begged me not to force her
to go for the rest. She feared that she would be labelled as a
“psycho-case”.
It was after my mid-year common tests that the relationship fell apart. I
flunked pretty badly and had to go for numerous remedial lessons. I was even
counselled by my tutors who told me that I needed to focus, otherwise I
might not pass my ‘A’ levels. My track and field performance also suffered,
and I had a falling out with the coach and the team.
While Charmaine was going through a rough time in her life
relationship-wise, I felt my world falling apart as well. I did not know why
I was even in JC, or how I was going to pass my exams. Charmaine did not
seem to understand this and demanded that I spend time with her after
school. She was relatively free at that time as the University intake had
not started yet, and she was not working part-time. It seemed like I was her
only entertainment and she could not live a normal life without me.
I felt myself drifting further apart from her, and she seemed to notice it
too. We quarrelled frequently and she would vent her frustrations on me.
However, every quarrel often ended with sex. I guess she was trying to use
sex to keep me.
It was also around this time that I became closer to one of my classmates,
let’s call her Nicole.
She was a quiet girl, one of those that you would not give a second look.
She was slim, had neck-length hair, and was not one of those JC girls who
would alter their skirts so short that you could get a hard-on just by
walking behind them. In fact, she was so quiet that I never really talked to
her despite sitting next to her for a couple of months.
Nicole noticed that I was constantly falling asleep in class, not handing in
my assignments on time and generally being an ass to the people around me.
To bros who are wondering: Yes I’m still living with Shirley, on weekends
that is, I have to stay-in camp on weekdays…
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Anyway, I fell asleep during a GP lesson one day and was nudged awake by
Nicole.
N: Hey! The teacher is staring at you.
I groggily awoke.
Me: Huh?
N: Don’t sleep.
Me: What ever.
And I placed my head on the desk again but she nudged me again.
Teacher: Enigma and Nicole, get out of my class!
I awoke.
Me: What the fuck is this? Primary school?
A collective gasp was heard around the class. Suddenly, it really felt like
Primary School.
Teacher: What did you say??!
Me: I said fuck. What’s the big deal?
The whiteboard marker flew towards my direction. Somehow I caught it, and
broke it in half on purpose.
Me: What’s your problem?
Teacher: Get out now. Both of you. And Enigma, go straight to the Discipline
Master.
I looked at Nicole. I could tell she was really embarrassed as her face was
reddening. She quietly packed her stuff.
Just as well, I thought. It was the last period anyway. I packed my own
things and walked out. Nicole followed behind me.
I made my way to see the Discipline Master, some short, middle-aged Chinese
guy who thought that his moustache made him look fierce, when it actually
made him look stupid.
Nicole was still behind me. I turned around. I snapped at her.
Me: Why are you following me?
She stopped.
N: Sorry.
She was shocked and a tear rolled down the corner of her eye. Suddenly I
felt bad. I reached out and tried to wipe the tear off. She moved back and
slapped my hand away.
N: Don’t touch me!
Me: Sorry.
I turned around and continued on my way to the office, leaving Nicole there.
Apparently my GP tutor had SMSed the DM about me and he was waiting in his
office.
DM: So what do you have to say for yourself?
Me: Nothing? But leave Nicole out of this, she was just trying to wake me
up.
DM: I will not tolerate rudeness in this college, especially to a teacher.
Furthermore, your usage of vulgarities is unbecoming.
Me: What ever.
DM: Are you not in the least bit remorseful?
Me: Not really. Only that I caused someone else to get chased out of class
as well.
DM: Do you have anything else to say?
Me: Nope. Even if I did you probably wouldn’t understand.
DM: What’s that supposed to mean?
Me: Forget it. Just do what you have to do.
The DM sighed and shook his head. He took out his ‘yellow slips’, otherwise
known as punishment forms and proceeded to fill it up. Then he handed it to
me to fill up my details.
I expected him to pass me a pen but he did not. So I dug into my bag for
one. Dumb luck caused my pack of cigarettes to fall out and onto his table.
DM: YOU SMOKE??!
Me: Yes. So?
DM: Show me your IC.
I showed him.
DM: You are damn lucky you are legal. Otherwise I’m calling the police.
Me: Go ahead.
DM: Don’t try my patience.
Me: Screw you.
The DM was extremely pissed. He grabbed the form once I was done, scribbled
something else and handed it back to me.
DM: Pass this to the general office and get out of here.
Me: Bye.
I took the piece of paper and looked at it.
Two weeks suspension. Wow.
I grabbed my cigarettes and headed next door to the general office to hand
in my form. After that, I headed towards the main gate.
As I exited the school, I saw Nicole standing there, as though she was
waiting for me.
Thanks bros, for the comments. Anyway to answer bro Curiouslengzai, I was 24
going on 25 when Shirley came back from Australia…
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I attempted to avoid Nicole by crossing the road and heading towards the
general direction of Jason’s previous house.
He was not in school that day so I figured I could probably crash there for
awhile. I did not realise that Nicole was following me.
I retrieved my cigarettes from my bag and lit a stick, still unaware of
Nicole’s presence. Then she tapped me. I jumped in shock, dropping my
cigarette in the process.
N: Hey, you are still in uniform.
I searched my brain for a retort but decided against it as I sort of made
her cry a little while ago.
Me: I don’t care.
N: What happened in there?
Me: I got suspended.
N: Wow. Really?
Me: Yeah.
N: You ain’t bothered?
Me: Not really.
N: I see.
Me: Look, I’m sorry about just now.
N: It’s ok. I know you didn’t mean it.
Me: Huh?
N: I’ve been meaning to ask you, is something bothering you?
Me: Huh? Me? No…
N: You’ve been acting differently for awhile…
Me: You noticed?
N: Erm, hello? We have been sitting next to each other since the start of
the year. No doubt you probably never said more than two words to me at
once, but I can still see things you know?
Me: Er…
N: So are you ok?
I picked up the cigarette from the ground. Only half of it was left. I
stubbed it out and took another from my pack. There were none left.
Me: Damn.
N: I have cigarettes. Let’s go to the staircase or something.
Me: Wow. Didn’t know you smoke…
N: It’s not something I publicise.
We proceeded to the staircase and went up to the landing between the 2nd and
3rd floors.
Nicole opened her bag and took out a pack of Virginia Slims.
Me: Haha. That’s a girls’ cigarette.
N: That’s because I’m a girl?
Me: Haha. Ok.
She offered me one and I took it. The cigarette seemed like the company was
cheating it’s customers money. It was so slim that I wondered how much
tobacco was actually in it. I lit it anyway.
Me: You know what we call it right?
N: Yeah… Vagina slime.
Me: Haha! Yeah! You know who’s the “we” I’m referring to right?
N: You and Jason?
Me: Ok, you really are observant…
N: Hello? He’s our classmate.
Me: But I only hang around with him after school.
N: I’m not dense.
Me: I know. You’re Nicole.
N: Oh my god you are lame…
At least I got her laughing.
We finished up the sticks. I decided to head to Tampines to buy protein
powder. Nicole had nothing to do and decided to follow me. On the way there,
we chatted about random things. She did not probe further into my problems.
Not yet anyway.
Quote:
Originally Posted by
esoterics1984
Thanks bro, but in reality, no one will hire a writer without experience, or a writing portfolio for that matter…
And I’m sure this doesn’t count…
Dammit my bloody cousin didnt log out from his account on my computer. Haha…
Sorry bros, having a gathering now at my place, if you see any strange updates that seem to have no link, it might be one of my cousins fooling around…
And in case anyone is wondering, no, it’s not an orgy. Shirley is overseas…
Quote:
Originally Posted by
mentholfresh
Bro TS, this is award winning stuffs…
It’s ok, write when u have the time and mood, don’t rush…
And don’t change, I like the way you write.
Btw, my fav is your Shirley, pen down if there’s any other updates in your mind if are u comfortable to share, both narrative and actions…
Well bro, there’s really too much about Shirley to write as we have the longest history together, and even now we are living together.
I’ll just share the rest first and see what else there is. Hope you understand.
Thanks for the comments bros, here is the next update…
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So we headed to Tampines Mall or was it Century Square’s GNC outlet. I
normally import my protein and mass gainers from overseas but I had
forgotten to do so this time around and had no choice but to purchase
grossly overpriced ones from GNC.
As I was browsing through their pathetic range, I received a SMS from
Charmaine.
C: Whr r u nw?
Me: Tamp, GNC, buy protein. Y?
C: With who?
Me: Classmate lor. Y?
C: Girl or guy?
I was contemplating saying it was a guy but decided against it.
Me: Girl. Y? Jealous ah?
C: No. Nvm.
And that as the last SMS from Charmaine.
So anyway, I had selected my protein and mass gainer from GNC, brought it to
the counter and tried to pay by NETS, my card kept getting declined.
Me: Damn.
N: What’s up?
Me: Not sure.
Cashier: Sir, do you have a credit card or maybe you can go to the ATM?
Me: Ok.
The cashier held my purchase and I went to the ATM to see what was wrong.
Me: Fuck.
N: ?
Me: I don’t have enough cash.
N: How much was your bill?
Me: It’s $210. I only have $190.
N: Oh. Need me to pay for you first?
Me: Huh? No need la. I will buy one less item.
N: It’s ok. I can use my supp card, at the same time can earn points. You
can pay me back when you have the cash.
Me: Serious? Really no need.
N: Really, it’s ok. Take it that you owe me a favour.
Me: Erm, well, ok then.
And we went back to GNC to make payment using Nicole’s credit card.
I want to say I was impressed but in actual fact I was not.
Having met the obscenely rich (Tanya), and the relatively well-to-do
(Charmaine), I suppose meeting another girl who had a supplementary card was
not such a big deal.
It did get me thinking, however, if I had committed such grave wrongs in my
previous life that my current one sucked.
Me: Thanks Nicole.
N: Don’t mention it.
Me: I guess I’ll be on my way then?
N: Do you have anything on?
Me: Not really. What do you want to do?
N: I don’t know. I’m quite bored.
Me: I’ll need to drop this off at home before I go out.
N: What? A big strong guy like you can’t handle a few bottles of powder?
Nicole stroked my right bicep teasingly.
I felt something I had not felt in a long time. Something I did not feel
with Charmaine anymore. I cannot begin to describe the sensation. But it
felt good.
Me: Erm, yeah. I think I’ll drop this off at home first.
N: Ok. Pass me your phone.
I did and she keyed in her contact.
N: Call me when you are ready.