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Originally Posted by
simple2kee
1 of the best story tellers around. well, well done!
Thanks for the praise. Now how do I accumulate as many points as you?
Very well written xia.
I also bo bian must up you with my humble pts.
edit: cannot up TS points as TS’s post is two days old. Hope TS provide us with more updates.
Wow… this is a very well written story. I like the details of how the romance built up…
Liz is the type of girls I like too, not necessary a stunning beauty but her intelligence and elegant aura makes her a more attractive woman than many of those empty vases out there. I like your style of writing as it demonstrates character and sophistication. There’s much I can learn from you in the game of seduction and attraction.
Thumbs up, and looking forward to hearing more from you soon : )
awesome stuff bro. keep going with the story, but don’t let your hectic schedule destroy your writing style. i rather wait longer for a good write up then one that is badly done due to insufficient time.
looking forward.
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Originally Posted by
Joe Fox
nice story n buildup… support 2pts
joe fox
THanks for the points, very much appreciated!
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Originally Posted by
eeemen
Bro TS, I enjoyed reading your story, it flows smoothly and descriptive enough to make me feel part of the flowing story line. Somehow, I feel like I’m in it as well! Well narrated and the pace is just right. Not just wham bang thank you ma’am style of writing. Lots of passion shown. Well done bro. One of the better written story.
Thanks & cheers bro …………..
THanks for the compliment… it flows because im trying my best to write in chronological order… i feel chronological details are the hardest to sort out when it comes to recollecting past events!
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Originally Posted by
simple2kee
1 of the best story tellers around. well, well done!
THank you! It is high praise coming from some of the old timers in this forum!
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Originally Posted by
numb3ers
Very well written xia.
I also bo bian must up you with my humble pts.
edit: cannot up TS points as TS’s post is two days old. Hope TS provide us with more updates.
The gesture will be greatly appreciated… even though i know i cant do anything with the points, but im sure like many others, having higher rep points sorta justifies my existence and contributions in this forum
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Originally Posted by
ken_v2
awesome stuff bro. keep going with the story, but don’t let your hectic schedule destroy your writing style. i rather wait longer for a good write up then one that is badly done due to insufficient time.
looking forward.
My sentiments exactly… if i dont have enough time or the inspiration to write, i dont even try cos its just going to be a half hearted attempt, and it will show through the writing
I have been really busy, currently still traveling and so may i ask for everybody’s patience and understanding
Liz’s House
She opened the door leading into the house from the garage and I stepped into her house for the very first time. I was amazed at how big it was. It opened up to a wide corridor, enough for 4 men to walk abreast and at the end of the corridor was the living room. It was minimalist in design and had simple but well-designed furniture. A large crystal chandelier took grand stage at the centre of the hall, with four large black leather couches below it, surrounding a large black leather ottoman and seated on a classic Chinese silk carpet. On one side of the hall was a large display case, and in there were displayed a large number of exquisitely bottles of alcohol, mostly brandy I noted. There were bamboo plants placed all around the hall and large paintings adorned the cream-colored walls. False ceilings flanked the entire hall, with classy droplights, each highlighting a specific piece of plant, painting or furniture. On the other side of the hall was an entire wall of glass sliding doors and when Liz turned on the exterior light, it was a swimming pool that led directly to the living hall. You could have a swim and yet be having drinks and chatting with the people sitting in the living room.
Liz: “
Would you like a drink?
” laughing at my amazed look.
Me: “
Err… yes, if its not too much bother for you to walk so far… I dont want to tire you out this way
”
Liz: “
Hahaha… please don’t tease me, I don’t have many visitors
”
Many things were racing in my mind. The question that constantly remained was – who was she and
WHO WAS SHE?
A thousand possibilities came to mind, 1. Kept woman, 2. Rich Family, 3. Super successful at investing. It seemed like they were all possible.
She took out a bottle from the display cabinet, upon inspection, it was a bottle of Louis XIII. The crystal bottle in which the shimmering brown spirit was housed looked exquisite. She poured it into a brandy glass and handed it to me.
Me: “
Wow, you have expensive taste… I have never even seen a bottle of this outside of a club setting.
”
Liz: “
That’s not surprising, most people have never seen or drank it. Usually its only ordered to show off. But I got it as a birthday present from my broker, I only drink it on special occasions or when I entertain very ‘important’ people.
” She smiles.
We toasted each other and sat on one of the leather couches facing the pool. It was very serene and relaxing. The cognac was very smooth and I soon poured her and myself a second glass. She rested her feet on the couch and heaved a sigh. I turned her around and put her feet on my lap, massaging her feet.
Liz: “O
oh, that feels good baby
” She closed her eyes and relaxed as I slowly massaged her dainty feet; reminiscing the first time we met.
Me: “
This reminds me of our first meeting… I still remember you were in agony.., luckily you met me otherwise you would probably have to be transported back to the hotel in a bullock cart, hahaha
…”
Liz: “
Hahaha… am I that heavy?
” as she leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on my lips.
Liz: “
Would you like a tour of the house?
”
Me: “
Yes, of course! I wouldn’t want to get lost here and starve! Are maps provided? Or shall I use the GPS in my golf cart?
”
Liz slapped me lightly on the arms and like a little girl, she excitedly showed me around this huge mansion.
We walked out of the glass sliding doors, into the outdoors and we came to a separated section of the house. Like the living room, it had a wall of glass sliding doors. Liz slid open the doors and I realized we were in the dining area. It was large, square in shape, probably measuring at least 1,000 sq ft in area, and right in the middle was a round dining table. It had a black glass top, I could not help but to note that the glass was at least 2½ inches thick, with an intricately beveled edge, seated on a cast iron centre. There was a lazy susan at the middle of the table, made of that same thick glass. Like the main house, this room had very high false ceilings, at least 12 or 14 feet ceilings, with the same droplights. On one wall in the dining room was a classic silk brocaded picture, “
花開富貴
” and on the opposite wall – “
鄭
” in bold black Chinese calligraphy, with strong powerful strokes. We walked hand in hand through the dining room, through a set of double doors into the kitchen. Again, as expected it was amazingly decorated. Large cabinets lined the entire kitchen, concealing the two large fridges behind the dark mahogany doors. There were 2 stoves surrounding a centre island, where food preparation probably took place. Stainless steel appliances of various sorts lined the kitchen and there was even a large commercial sink in one corner of the kitchen. It was truly a gourmet kitchen that any world-renowned chef would be proud of working in.
We ended the tour of this section of the house by going upstairs into the open veranda, where there was a corridor that led back to the main wing, back to the living room.
We sat there for about 10 minutes, till Liz got up and took my hand as she beckoned me to follow her upstairs. I followed obediently, and as we walked up the spiral staircase, I could smell her distinctive fragrance again. God, this woman smelt so good that I had never met anybody like her!
The staircase ended at a landing and we walked up another staircase. This house was huge. I estimated it to be at least 40-50,000 square feet, totaling 3 storeys, with god knows how many rooms. She brought me to a room with heavy double French doors and opened it. This was her bedroom. I stepped in and it was at least 1,800 sq ft in size. There was a king-sized bed on one side of the room, with a huge LED television suspended from the ceiling that was motorized to adjust to the viewer’s sitting or lying position. An entrance to a walk in closet with seemingly never ending rows of doors was on the other side of the room, and a large study table and an oversized cream velvet sofa set occupied the adjacent wall. The hardwood flooring in the room was also in a interesting design, with intricate criss-cross patterns, indicating extreme amounts of laborious work hours to lay. On top of the bed was a large skylight, with the pale moonlight shining its rays onto the bed. It measured at least 4 x 5 metres wide. On the last wall was a row of glass sliding doors and it overlooked the pool downstairs. It was by far the nicest house and room I had ever had the privilege of being invited to.