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MoralEthics
Funky-kuku, precisely so! I changed myself for the better, although poorer…Had I been put in his shoes, I would have ensured that guy would never see daylight again! Hahaha!
Haha. You aren’t poorer. You are richer. You got a wife. You are richer in life by that. I supposed those guys, who punched you, attended your wedding, gave you pats on the back and toasted you at your wedding dinner too right? Never see daylight? No wonder gangs are called ‘Hei Tze Hui’Your father in law is very kind, lock you up for 4 days only ah.
You are better than the guys I know. You changed your life for the better by giving up your gang days when you meet a nice girl. The guys I know… when they meet a nice girl, they pretend to give up smoking only… for a few days till they bed the ’nice’ girl.
My friend, the truth will unfold later but I had already disclosed it in another thread before penning this story down.
I did not exactly change for her. I even told her I will never quit cigarettes for anyone. Hahaha! I just changed for everyone around me. I did not want to leave my aged foster parents fending for themselves when I’m spending time polishing the bars. I had great responsibilities but no great powers to match. Life was tough but keeping my chin up all through. The days are getting better now. Got to work hard to maintain the status quo!
Everyone was already there when I arrived. Boss was playing dice with them. You know, the call your bluff game. Our gang had ladies for company except Boss. Ah Koon was on the microphone & yes, he was the idol amongst us. He had a real nice voice & he could really sing. I sat across the table facing Boss & that’s when he told Ah Koon to stop singing first. The waitress who showed me to the room poured me a glass of Courvoisier water.
We all cheered & had a drink before Boss told us we will be leaving for Thailand in 4 days time. He also said that we could forget about bringing anything except our passports. Some one excitedly asked if this was a bonking trip but Boss did not let us in on the details. He only asked us to pack light & not to be late.
We carried on drinking for a while more & then Boss left us to continue our partying. By then, everyone was dancing around the table except me. Shortly after, I shoved some money at the lady sitting with me & I left too. Not in the mood for fun as D was still running around in my mind.
I was waiting for a cab when someone tapped my back. I turned around & was surprised to see my Boss. He visited the men’s room which was why he came out after me. We moved away from the curb & lighted a cigarette each before he spoke. I still remembered clearly what he said to me, but it was in hokkien & loosely translated into this.
Boss: 为了一个女人值得吗？
Me: 不知道。我只知道我很喜欢她。
He hesitated for a while & seemed to think hard about what I said.
Boss: Ok. 那就够了。
That was it. Short & sweet. He did not dwell on the matter & the conversation drifted off to other topics. We had another cigarette each before we called it a night.
I alighted from the cab a distance from my house to visit the convenient store as I ran low on cigarettes. I lighted another stick & finished it to the butt before stubbing it out. The store assistant was nowhere in sight when I entered. Even after the motion sensor cooed, he did not appear. I stood before the counter & waited. Finally a young lady emerged from the back office. She seemed to have been crying as she was sniffing her nose & her eyes were red. I asked for cigarettes & gave a $50 note. I turned & walked out right after she passed me the change.
As I was putting the money back into the wallet, I noticed she gave me the wrong change. She had given me the $50 note back plus 4 other $10 notes & some other loose change. I stopped walking & the devil inside me was urging me to just keep the money. But my conscience was also telling me that keeping this $50 won’t make me a millionaire but will only get her into trouble. Most probably she will have to pay it out of her own pocket. I decided to be good for once & turned back in.
Again, the store was empty. She was nowhere to be seen. I guess she was back in the office so I walked towards the end & pushed the door open since it was ajar. What I saw next shocked me. She was inhaling some stuff that she was heating from a candle. I don’t know what came over me but I just shouted at her asking what she was doing. I smacked the spoon off her hand & the contents spilled onto the floor. I could tell she was high but she still looked shocked. She then pleaded with me not to report her to the company or the police. I did not respond to her but just walked out of the store with her running after me & tugging my arm.
I only stopped walking when we were quite far from the store before stuffing the $50 note into her hand & told her she gave me the wrong change. Then I shrugged off her other hand & walked off. It was my first time witnessing someone taking drugs. It was a strange sight that made me angry. I had never tainted myself with it & I never will. I only had a love for cigarettes.
The sight of her taking drugs carved deep into my mind. It kept me awake for quite a while. I wondered to myself why these people were so stupid to hurt themselves that way. Although I had no idea what sort of damage it does to the body but I’m most certain it is not good.
The next few days I did nothing at all. I did not even step out of my house. My parents did not question me about it either. They knew what business I was in then. Although they did not agree to it, but circumstances did not allow them to forbid me too. I was just trying to fulfill my duties as a son, albeit an adopted one. A very lame excuse that is, so to speak.
Until the day before leaving, I decided to go out for some fresh air & a spin. Cooping myself up at home wasn’t a good idea. It made my mind go wild with imaginations about D. I yearned more of her as the minutes passed. I could never have enough of her. But I needed to straighten out my thoughts too for my mind was still in a mess. Time spent on the roads on my trusty Fireblade was the best solution. She never failed to clear my mind. I can go on & on forever just riding aimlessly on this little island. Every kilometer clocked on the odometer clears up my mind a little.
As I started up the engine & allowed it to warm up a little, I wiped off whatever dust or dirt on my ride. She was my pride. I’m not sure about other bikers or drivers, but I have this connection with my bike. She becomes part of me whenever I’m on her. When I’m on the move, she is exceptionally sensitive to the surroundings. She keeps me clear of danger. I don’t know exactly how to describe it, but it is like my sensory nerves extend beyond her. Anyway, back to the story…
I was checking the signal lights when I heard someone said hello from behind me. I turned around & it was the store assistant. I later found out her name was Nana. (I’m using her real name, as I believe it is a rather common name. Furthermore she was just a passerby.)
Me: Hi.
Nana: Nice bike.
I wasn’t very interested to get to know her. I have this thing against drug addicts. I believe they are like a plague & they tend to spread across to every living thing around them.
Me: Thanks.
I turned back to my bike & carried on with the inspection.
Nana: My name is Nana. What’s yours?
Usually when KTV girls ask for my name, I will say to them that I will tell them the next time we met. That is meant for girls that I have no interest in befriending. I thought of using this on her but apparently she was working within my neighborhood & we were bound to run into each other soon. I decided to be straightforward with her.
Me: Why do you want to know? (With my back still facing her)
Nana: I just want to thank you for that night.
Me: You are welcome. (I was still not interested & I wanted her to know)
Nana: Can we be friends?
Me: I don’t befriend drug addicts.
There was a moment of silence from her. After a few seconds, I turned around expecting her to be gone but she was still standing there with tears in her eyes.
Me: What? I’m dead serious. I don’t hang around with drug addicts.
Nana: Well then, thank you again. (She then turned to walk away with haste & more tears streamed from her eyes)
I didn’t know why but suddenly the angelic side of me told me I should offer my friendship to help her get off drugs. I actually believed I could do that. I couldn’t be more wrong. A leopard can NEVER change its spots!
Me: MoralEthics! (I shouted at her)
She stopped in her tracks, turned around & gave me a very warm & thankful smile showing off her perfect white teeth. It seemed that races with darker skin tone tend to have nicer teeth or was it because of the contrast? Anyway, I guess God is fair at times. I returned her smile & she carried on her way to the convenient store.
I got on my bike & rode off with D in my mind. After clearing some heavy traffic on the small roads, I turned into the highway & eventually my mind loosened up & was just enjoying the freedom that only a 2 wheeler could give. I cleared almost 120km on my bike before my butt started to go numb & decided to find a place to rest my butt. I stopped outside a Shell petrol kiosk along the pavement near to Jurong Point & walked in to buy myself a drink. I ended up buying an ice-cream stick & just sat on my bike sucking on the ice while watching the cars go by. D was coming back into my mind when I got off my bike but Nana got the better of me. That sight of her taking drugs was overpowering. It still made me feel sick. I thought hard about what I could do to get her off it. Could I make it as a counselor or would she be better off in rehabilitation?
I was left with no answers. After finishing the ice cream, I rode off again & only returned home when the sun went down.
I started on packing after having dinner with my parents & I packed real light. My haversack still had plenty of space when I was done. I told my parents I was going Thailand the next day & will be back in 3 days time. I also reminded them that I could be contacted at all times should anything happened.
That night itself I could hardly sleep. D was running all over my mind again. I got dizzy at the end but I seemed to have just shut my eyes when I woke up again. It was already daybreak & passed 9am. I was feeling very tired as if I did not catch a wink but I still got out of bed. I didn’t want to miss my 1pm flight.
I reached the airport about 1030am & the rest of them arrived soon after. We passed our passports to Boss & he did the checking in. As none of us had luggage to check in, the process was over in a whiz & we got our boarding passes.
We cleared immigration & headed straight to the duty free shop. I think it was Ah Koon who wanted to buy liquor but Boss said no. As it was the first time all of us were travelling by air, we could not contain the excitement & were behaving like gremlins that ate after midnight. We were checking out the various retail shops before Boss literary yanked our collars & shoved us into the smoking room & told us to stay there before we embarrassed him any further.
The flight was not worth mentioning. The stewardesses weren’t exactly that pretty. The food wasn’t appealing in any sense too. It was a pretty short flight but I still fell asleep.
I was awakened by a huge bump during landing. I thought we had crash landed. The damn pilot must have been dreaming. As we taxied towards the gates, I could see many passengers were already getting ready to jump off. Kiasu-ism at its best? A handful of them had already turned on their mobile phones. Some were checking messages while some were making calls. I thought all electronic devices had to be turned off till the plane stopped? Apparently no one followed the rules & no one enforced them too.
Once the plane came to a complete stop, the entire cabin came to life. Everyone was removing their baggage from the overhead compartment & waiting to get out. As we slowly trickled out towards the business class section, I noticed a stewardess in red uniform standing by the doorway. She had this glamorous look on her although age has caught up with her, but she still looked elegant. So far the 1 & only lady worth taking a second look! I hope this is not considered as MILF fetish…
After clearing immigration we headed straight out, walking behind Boss like a mother duck with her ducklings. A middle aged man approached Boss with a big smile & open arms. Boss was smiling from ear to ear too & they hugged like long lost brothers. I couldn’t understand a single word they said as they spoke in thai. The man pointed us in the direction towards a mini-bus & he offered to help Boss carry his bag but Boss rejected him.
While in the mini-bus, Boss introduced him to us. I think his name was Aran or Arun or similar. We were still behaving like kids with an overdose on sugar. I cannot deny the excitement was overwhelming as it was the first time I went on a holiday with my fellow brothers. I couldn’t help but noticed that the sky was kind of hazy. The air did not seem too fresh in Bangkok city. Too many cars or too many smokers?
As we cleared the highway & drove into the city, the traffic almost came to a halt. There were too many cars all over & the streets were filled with human activities. We made it to the hotel after what seemed like an eternity, I still believed that my grandma could crawl faster than that.
If I remembered correctly, the hotel name was Le Meridien or something (I could be wrong). Again, Boss did the check-in & we were led to our rooms. I thought we would have our own rooms but that was not the case. The 4 of us shared 2 rooms while Boss had his own. Well, he was the 1 paying for the entire trip so no complaints from us. He reminded us not to pinch from the mini-bar as it was over priced & that he would make sure we had no lack of food or drinks.
I was fortunate enough to share the room with Ah Koon as he was the only 1 among the other 2 who did not snore. Ah Tat & Ah Keong together could bring the house down with their heavy snoring.
The first thing I did upon entering the room was into the bathroom to take the first dump. Ah Koon cursed at me saying he would die from the stench.
Me: Knn! Where got people’s shit smell like perfume?
Ah Koon: Limpeh lah!
Me; Oh fuck you!
Thinking back, we were really like school kids. But those were the fun days.
The phone in the room rang & Ah Koon answered it while I was smoking away in the toilet still trying to clear my intestines. He came back to the bathroom saying Boss wanted us to be down at the lobby in 10 mins time.
We gathered at the lobby & followed Boss across the street through the BTS. There was this cordoned off area at the junction where there’s a 4 face Buddha statue in place. A few years later I found out that place to be called Erawan Shrine & the Buddha statue was called Phra Phrom.
Boss bought candles, joss sticks & flowers & we just followed him to pray on each side going in an anti-clockwise direction, but I remembered most people going in clockwise direction. Well, I never bothered to find out the purpose of directions. I just followed along & prayed with my heart.
After the prayers, we knelt down next to the dancers & carried on praying while the dancers did their routine. I felt my feet starting to cramp but I tried to ignore it & concentrate on praying. That did not help. I could barely stand up after they were done.
We went back to the hotel again & Aran(the thai guy) was already waiting at the driveway with the mini-bus. The journey took about 30 mins & we ended in some restaurant. The place was small & cramped with customers. Beer was already on the table & dinner was served almost immediately when we sat down. I believed Aran had already made reservations. We only had like 10 bottles of beer & it stopped coming. They started serving us pepsi & water instead. Boss said we would drink again tomorrow as he had planned something for later on.
We drove back to the hotel & Boss told us to go wash up & be back in the lobby by 11pm. We did just that & were ushered back into the mini-bus again. Aran passed us a white linen shirt each & asked us to change into it. We had no idea where we were going & Boss had no intention of telling us either. We all fell asleep soon.
When I woke up, the vehicle had already stopped moving. I looked around & there was nothing except a temple ahead of us. Surprisingly, we were in a chain of vehicles leading up to the temple gates. I stepped out of the mini-bus for a smoke & saw that every vehicle had people sleeping in them. It was about 3am then & I went back to sleep again.
When Ah Koon woke me up, our mini-bus had already been driven into the temple grounds. There were already many people inside. We proceeded to a canteen like area where we had our breakfast consisting of beehoon, dough fritters, soya bean milk & other stuffs. I found it weird that they served meat in a temple. We ate like a pack of hungry wolves, ignoring the stares.
We hung around the area exploring the temple until Aran came for us. We fell in line & were watching a man sitting on a raised platform talking to another man below. There were also a few men standing next to him by the platform. Next up was Boss’s turn. He had a solemn look & was deep in his thoughts when he was done. 1 by 1 we just followed through with the motion. When it was my turn, I walked up to him & clasped my palms together. He splashed some water at me from a big silver colored bowl & smacked my head a few times with something like a bunch of bamboo stilts tied together. I did not know what to say or do so I just looked at him. He only said “You know what you have to do. I will help you.” With that, I was ushered away. I found out who he was a few years later. He was the renowned 白龙王. I cannot help but believed he knew what I was going through back then.
We boarded the mini-bus & were on the move again. I think I have a problem with sitting in cars or anything that moves. I can’t seem to stay awake & so off to dreamland I went. I woke up again as the mini-bus entered the hotel driveway. We went back to our rooms to wash up before going out for lunch again. This time though, the beer came flowing till we cried surrender. We yakked about the happenings in the morning & I discovered that I was the only 1 who had no questions to ask. Boss did not speak about his encounter though. To summarize it all up, the 4 of us had received similar answers from白龙王. Good news or what?
After we had stuffed ourselves to the brim, the mini-bus drove us to this building that resembled a hotel or such. I can’t remember the name of the place but upon entering, I knew it was a place meant for men only.
Standing before us were about 15 girls. I remembered choosing a fair skinned Chinese looking girl in a very short & fitting cheongsam. The beauty of cheongsam is that it accentuates the flairs of a lady’s figure. Especially the twin peaks, waist & the bums. But of course the person wearing it has to possess a devil’s figure, or the effect would otherwise be like a dumpling (read; 肉粽).
We took the lift up & I was led into a huge room that had a Jacuzzi next to a king sized bed. The other end was the bathroom & there was also a bathtub in it. The lady kept her smile ever since I picked her & was always holding onto my hand until she started peeling my clothes off me behind closed doors. My hands came to life & started roaming over her breasts while trying to remove her cheongsam. The buttons were pretty stubborn & I had the urge to just rip it off her but the animal instinct within me was still caged. I just fondled with her breasts as she started undressing herself. No bra! The melons just popped out from underneath the cheongsam. Although she did not have pink nipples but the size of the areola was like that of a 20-cent coin & I loved small nipples. I cupped both hands below her abundant boobs & just supported it there while both my thumbs twirled around the nipples, slowly erecting them. She let out a slight purr & half closed her eyes while 1 hand held onto my semi-hard manhood & slowly juggled my 2 rambutans with the other.
I kept 1 hand on the boob & nipple while the other ventured up over her shoulder & slowly slid down the curves of her back & rested on her firm butt. I gave it a light squeeze & could feel the buoyancy of it. Yummy! Signs of a good slapping doggie. My hand automatically grazed over her waist & felt down her navel to her nether regions. No hair! Shaved pussy! Another plus point! She started moaning even before my fingers reached her prized possession. I could feel her applying pressure on my penis & testicles. It was slowly turning into a death grip. Not that I felt pain but it sort of excited me further. I parted her labia & could feel the walls were slightly wet. As my index & ring fingers kept the lips apart, my middle finger reached up & found her clitoris.
Gently I started, round & round the tip of my finger went over it. The moaning got heavier & she started swaying her hips to the motion. As I slowly moved her towards the bed, she released my balls & held onto my butt while reversing towards the bed with her head buried in my chest. I had to release the hold on her clit as I sat her down & that was when she jumped right up again. With 1 hand still clutching my penis, she pulled me into the bathroom. Yes, cleanliness first before action.
She made sure I was cleaned thoroughly paying much attention to my dick & asshole. My mind wandered off to the ass-rimming treatment she would bestow on me later & it further hardened my already hard rod. I did my part too in foaming her, running my hands over her ample boobs before washing her pussy. She let out a giggle & made a faint attempt to shift away from my intruding finger. I supposed she was enjoying the feel of my finger in her pussy but never did I fully stick it in. More of a teaser, I wanted to make her want for more.
After we washed off the foam, she also cleansed her mouth with Listerine & offered me to do so too. I guess she must be thinking that I want to paint her. I did not really have the intention of doing so but it all depended on how high she could make me. The Listerine felt cold & left an icy feel in my mouth.
We moved back onto the bed & she made me lie down on my back while she slowly crawled on all fours towards me like a jaguar toying with its still alive dinner. My dick was throbbing madly as I watched those 2 dangling melons clashing against each other as she moved. I roared & grabbed at them, sending her into a frenzied giggle. But that did not stop her professionalism. She was rubbing her inner thighs against mine & was slowly jerking me while planting her lips over my nipple. I have not had a woman in a very long while & that sent shockwaves to my nerves. I couldn’t help but wriggled like a worm as she tongue fought with my nipple. I lifted her head from my nipple as it started getting ticklish & she slowly navigated downwards towards my dick with a slutty look on her face.
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blohsg
ME : hehe thought it was a sexless story ?
Basically yes, but there are some of those 1 off things that happened along the way. Some were home runs while there were a few where I touched 1st, 2nd or 3rd base only & I pulled back. But perhaps I will filter through what is suitable to put down as some might give away my identity.
Well, through my encounters I’ve discovered that most women have a harder time controlling their sexual urges. I might be the 1 insinuating but once I get them started, they can’t stop until they get what they want. Fortunately they are unable to overpower me!