A Long Awaited Affinity

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #2

10 Oct 12, 10:01

Mongolia.

*Absurd*

Switched it off and hugged my bolster. Got a shoot early in the morning.

Drifted back into the same dream again. There she stood. Dressed in the traditional costume. She was slightly shorter than me. Should be about 1.55m. Long thick hair, a slightly squarish face frame with almond shaped eyes with light hazel colored pupils. She had natural rosy cheeks. Small shaped nose and pinkish lips. She had slightly broad shoulders with a B cupped sized breasts. We were riding on the horse with her behind me. She grabbed my waist and her soft breast pressed on my back. We stopped and dismounted. There the both of us looked over the majestic mountains and I turned to kiss her.

The alarm rang and the dream came shattering into pieces. Picked up the alarm and threw it in anger. It immediately broke into bits.

It’s gonna be a long day today but at the very least I will be getting my paycheck after this and the shoot today was all about shooting babes in bikinis.

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The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #3

10 Oct 12, 10:42

It’s gonna be a long day today but at the very least I will be getting my paycheck after this and the shoot today was all about shooting babes in bikinis.

Client: Hey Garcia! Here! You don;t look good. You ok?

Me: I’m fine. Just had too many dreams.

Client: Wet dreams I bet!

He patted me on my shoulders and whispered. Well, seeing them in the shoot is much better than your wet dreams. Here we discussed the shots to be taken and the style he wanted.

Honestly it was not an easy task shooting them as halfway through the shoots their bikinis would sometimes slide and loosen, showing their bare breasts and they can act as though it was nothing. They will just give you the come f me kinda look which makes me itch so much to up them. They come in all sorts of shapes and sizes as though you were in the supermarket.

Client: Yea girls come on. Show some interest! Yes you, raise your hands. And you place you hands on your hips and arch forward. Yea babies. Place your finger on your lips. You there! Touch your breasts. Yes! Good. Come on! Give me your sexy looks!

I fired and fired the shots and the bulge in me was certainly getting really aroused. Fuck I need a release. Badly. After this shoot I’m gonna go let it go.

Client: Right! It’s a wrap!

He applaused and gave me a pat.

Client: Well done Garcia! Can’t wait to see the edit photos! You wanna have dinner with me and the girls? Maybe you could have some luck with them?

I rejected them. I hated PRs. And there’s no way they are going to be pumped by me. They were only interested in the rich and the ka-ching! The beauty about this client was he always paid after the shoot in cold hard cash.

Client: Here you go Garcia.

Me: Thanks.

Client: Count them.

Me: It’s fine. I know you always paid in full.

Waved goodbye to him and the girls. Well, it doesn’t make a difference. The girls didn’t even bother to wave back.

*Frigging bitches*

Counts the paper and took out my phone.

Me: Hello Mei. You free later? Yes. Ok. 2 hours. Set. See you at the same old place. Can you wear the white shirt?

I was Mei’s regular. She’s working as a full time WL. In her 30s too, nice C cupped breasts with exceptionally huge dark nipples with tummy. Short haired and point face. She had the foxy milf looks.

Took me 15 minutes to reach my usual hangout by cab. Booked the room and smsed her the number. Within few minutes she turned up. Opened the door, grabbed her and threw her straight to the bed. Tore open the shirt where buttons came splitting. Pulled down her red bra as her C cups came bouncing in response. Was too lazy to pull down her skirt and went straight to take off her red matching lacy panties. Capped myself and went straight to pump her.

Mei: Don’t Garcia. It hurts. I’m not wet yet.

*Bloody bikini bitches. Sluts. If one day I’m rich I gonna f the bloody brains out of you one by one. Deep in my mind was all that bloody sluts.*

Mei was tearing a little but I didn’t care. Fuck. I’m paying you for your time. It doesn’t matter what I do. You are the same. Slut. I continued my rampage and grunts on her body. Twisted her around and pumped doggy. She reacted in small moans. She was getting on the lustful side. I didn’t know what got over me as I pinched her hard and she bruised.

Mei: Ahhh… fuck me Garcia. Fuck me.

Pumped furiously and pushed her to the bed, took out the condom and shot on her face.

Mei: You are so violent today. You ok?

Me: Sorry.

She hugged me. It’s alright Garcia. I know you didn’t mean it.

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The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #4

10 Oct 12, 15:20

She hugged me. It’s alright Garcia. I know you didn’t mean it.

I sat at the side of the bed. Took out a cigarette and puffed.

Me: Mei, you have anything on later? Want to spend the night with me at home?

Mei: Ok. Let’s go for supper later?

I didn’t know what got to me just now. Poor Mei was bruised. Feeling guilty, I did not fuck her. We had a nice supper along the streets of Geylang. Took out my camera and snapped some shots of her. She was a natural beauty. Not the super chio kind but her looks just happens to grown on you.

After we filled our hungry stomachs, we headed home. Lighted a cigarette and smoked.

Mei: Don’t smoke so much. It’s not good for you.

I nodded and yet kept smoking.

She opened my door and a stale air came gushing out.

Mei: Didn’t I tell you to keep your place clean? Aiya. See? If you stay here any longer you will be no different sleeping in the streets!

She swept the place and tidied up everything while I just lazed, switched on the computer and transferred the files to edit. It was going to be another busy night. Mei showered and wore my clothes. She looked sexy with an oversized top. Her hair was nicely tied up and she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. Every move she makes her breasts would nod in agreement.

Whilst waiting for the files to be transferred, I took my laptop and surfed the internet. Back to the image that I found. Surprisingly Mei came forth.

Mei: Isn’t this Mongolia?

Me: Is it?

Mei: Of course it is.

Me: Really?

Mei: Why are you looking into that place?

Me: I’m not sure. I kept dreaming about this place. For years. The same old same old place. It’s almost like I’ve been there before.

Mei: Could it be you were here your previous life?

Me: Don’t be stupid. You know I don’t believe in such shit.

Mei: There are just some things that can’t be explained Garcia.

Me: Nonsense.

Mei: Well then. You want me to bring you to the fortune teller tomorrow? He might be able to tell you some stuffs.

Me: Don’t be a nuisance. Go sleep first. I’ve got a lot of work to rush.

Mei kissed me and went to bed.

Staring at the bitches images made me want to puke. *Sluts* Pui.

Spent the entire night editing and finally got everything up and uploaded.

Went to Mei’s side and slept.

*The same dream again. There both of us stared over the horizon looking at the stunning sun rise. She held my hands and I embraced her in my arms. She turned back and it was the first time I touched her lips with my kiss. Our eyes closed in contact and when we were about to take things further the sounds of angry horses running wildly and the deafening roars of drums circled the area. We were cornered. There were weird people wearing thick fur coats with matching hats in traditional costumes uttering some alien language. She grabbed my hands and gestured me to escape. We were driven to the edge of the mountains when she grabbed me and jumped.

Both of us held each other when we came falling.*

I woke up in cold sweat again. Mei rubbed her eyes.

Mei: Garcia, are you ok?

I nodded and went back to sleep.

Why is the feeling of falling so real. It’s as if I have experienced it. Why are many things so familiar yet I can’t recall anything?

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The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #5

11 Oct 12, 03:01

Why is the feeling of falling so real. It’s as if I have experienced it. Why are many things so familiar yet I can’t recall anything?

Mei: I think I better bring you to the fortune teller Garcia. Maybe he can help you.

Me: Don’t be stupid Mei, you know I…

She placed her fingers on my mouth and gestured me not to talk. She slowly unbuttoned her shirt and let it slide down her skin. Morning exercise Garcia.

Me: I can;t Mei. I’m very tired. Didn’t really sleep.

She nodded and transformed it into a breast fuck job instead. It feel real good to have your shaft sandwiched in between good natural soft C cupped melons with frictional rubs. She cramped it hard and pumped up and down. Cumming onto her breasts was quite the experience. Spurted a few shots and some flew onto her face. She rubbed the semen all over her breast like those of a Japanese porn movie.

Mei: Only for you I will do this Garcia. Shall we take a bath together?

I nodded.

After washing up, we headed for brunch. She took me to the temple where the fortune teller is famous for his foretelling. There was this small red table with a statue and an ancient book with joss sticks burning. He saw me sitting down and an arch formed on his eyebrow.

Mei sat beside me. And helped me tell the fortune teller about my encounters in my dreams. He asked me some questions.

FT: When did it started?

Me: Few years already. It’s always the same dream, same place, same scenario.

FT: Mmm. What do you see? Is there any bloodshed?

Me: I’m not sure but this girl would always be in my dream. And I dreamt that we jumped off a cliff together holding each other in our arms.

The old fortune teller took out a deck of cards. And started to spread it over the small red table. Slowly he flipped each card until everything was turned over.

FT: You will meet her again. And by then everything will come back.

Me: When will that be? Where? How will we meet?

FT: There are some things that cannot be revealed. Things will be revealed when the time comes. Everything is predestined. By then when you meet her, come to me. I will tell you all about the dreams you have and what it meant.

Me: Rubbish.

I stood up, turned my back and left. Mei paid him and apologized.

The words came out from the fortune teller: You will meet her in 3 lifetimes. Everything is the work of Fate and God. You will come back. With that, he continued tuning in to his old school radio whilst reading yesterday’s chinese papers.

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The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #6

11 Oct 12, 16:02

Ridiculous. I thought to myself.

Bid good bye to Mei as I made my way home.

A quiet season again. The stupid competition outside really is absurd. Might as well go out and capture some stock images to sell. Took a quick shower and headed out.

*Business corporate images. Busy executives. Skyscrapers. Asians. Lunch hour. People on mobile phones.* Yea precisely the kind of shots I would cover. And where better than the CBD district?

Dressed in a semi-casual style of a polo tee and jeans as well as a nike shoe. I went to snap pictures. Luck was on my way as I was able to capture quite a good load of images. Great! Another batch of stock images in my collection now.

Mei texted me if she could come to my place again. I replied yes. She would buy dinner she said.

Went home, and loaded the images on my computer. Sat down and edited every images tweaking the color balance and brightness. Almost wanted to use the auto batch script but each photo was different. I need to change the contrast each. Hours went by without me knowing. Finally. There! Done. Time to sort out by folders. Created folders and slowly dragged the images to the respective categories. Then I stopped on a particular image of the rush hour.

Clicked on the magnifying glass icon. Zoomed. WTF. WTF.

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The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #7

11 Oct 12, 06:48

Clicked on the magnifying glass icon. Zoomed. WTF. WTF.

It was her. In the distance. The same face I saw in my dreams.

She looked to be around her late twenties. She was wearing a blue collared business attire. With the same thick long black hair, squarish face and those light hazel colored eyes against a flawless beige skin. She accidentally looked at my camera without noticing.

*How could it be possible?*

*You will meet her*

A knock on the door sent me flying off my chair, losing my balance as I stumbled and fell off. In panic I tried to get hold of something and the only thing that I grabbed was my cup.

Yes. I was soaked. Drips of water was coming down my hair as I made my way to the door. Mei saw my weird look and bursted into laughter.

She was wearing a blue blouse and the slit in front revealed a good deep cleavage. And her high heels made her look even more sexy. She had rebonded her hair which made her even more irresistable.

She came in and placed the packed dinner on the small round dining table as I took a towel to dry my hair and face.

Mei: Wow who is that girl? She’s pretty.

Me: Nothing. Just some snaps I took on the streets.

Mei: Come on. Tuck in. I bought your favorite claypot rice.

I joined her and ate. She was still the same old her. Caring and considerate. She has been taking really good care of me. She would have been a really good wife material. Too bad I’m still a nobody.

Mei: Garcia?

Me: Yes?

Mei: What the fortune teller said. Do you believe?

Me: Don’t be foolish.

Mei: But..

Me: Enough Mei.

Mei: Garcia…

Me: WHAT? (I raised my voice)

Mei: I was wondering. Can I move in with you?

I turned and looked at her.

Me: Why?

Mei: Look at you. You need someone to take care of you Garcia. I’m doing this voluntarily. And am not expecting anything in return. Maybe you can return the favor by not charging me any rent. I will help you clean the house and sometimes cook meals for you.

Me: Ok.

She was happy and went to bathe after.

I stared at the com.

*Should I go and find her again? And what happens if I do?*

__________________________________________________

The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #8

11 Oct 12, 07:24

Mei came out from the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around her. Her wet hair was something that always tempted me. I loved ladies coming out after a shower with their hair wet. They looked so fresh and inviting.

Took out a stick of cigarette and lighted. She just came to me, loosen the towel and immediately gave me a blowjob. Her skillful tongue and mouth actions was so good. Her eyes were staring at me and that tempted me so much. I pushed her to the bed. Took out the pack of rubber and capped on. Entered her doggy and pumped. She was wet this time. I guess the time of the ovulation month is near. She gets very horny during this period. Her nipples were already hard. Her moans were getting louder.

Her big dark nipples were shaking with as though it was forming the word 1.

I pulled her hair with one hand and went on thrusting her as though her hair was the strings attached to the horse’s head whilst the other was busy holding my cigarette. The ashes came onto Mei’s buttock as she gave a little shriek. Just when I finished the last puff, I deposited the cap full tank.

Mei: That was good Garcia. I feel like quitting the scene. I don’t want to see different guys everyday. I hate this life. Maybe I can rent a small stall selling food. Life may not be wealthy but its a good break and new start. What do you think Garcia?

Her hands wrapped around my shoulders and I answered.

Me: It’s up to you.

Mei: Can you help me? Shall we go stall hunting? Am thinking around the CBD district area. They have the traffic there. Though the rent is not cheap but am sure I will be able to earn it back. I have some savings.

Me: Ok. What do you want to sell?

Mei: Not sure. Beancurd?

Me: Ok. You decide.

We went to recce the vicinities of the CBD districts. And my mind was on that girl I snapped. We looked for a suitable place for about 2 hours when in a distance, I saw the girl again. I was about to give chase when Mei grabbed my arms.

Mei: How about here? Its not bad right?

Me: yes.

Too late. She disappeared.

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The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #9

11 Oct 12, 09:40

Too late. She disappeared.

My phone rang. A new job to shoot. An interior one nestled in Tanjong Pagar.

Me: Yes. Tomorrow. 10am? Alright. See you there. Cheers

Mei: New job?

Me: Yeah. At least that make my day better.

*I gonna find her.*

There we were again. Dressed in the traditional costume. Running away from some barbarians uttering weird languages. They were taking weapons like swords and spears. She took my hand and ran into the forest to hide. We quickly climbed and hid ourselves on a big tree with branches stretching like a huge arm. Luckily the night casted the shadow and hid us from them.

After a futile search, they gave up and went back. Leaving only me and her. The moonlight seemed to be shining on her only. Her gracefulness and beauty struck me. My hands moved to her face and we kissed. Time seemed to be eternal that night.

Mei moved near me and started to use her nipples to ‘paint’ strokes on my body. Her nipples were erect and it felt ticklish. I giggled as my body shivered a little. Mei’s hands were moving around my inner thighs as though she was trying to seduce me. Her finger works were superb. It could easily imitate any form of actions she wanted be it a mouth trying to suck you, or sensual fingers spreading out like a blooming flower. She licked my nipples whilst her hand was teasing my shaft.

In my dreams I suddenly said the name “Rong-Er”. What was that? I opened my eyes and saw Mei staring at me.

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The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #10

11 Oct 12, 10:40

In my dreams I suddenly said the name “Rong-Er”. What was that? I opened my eyes and saw Mei staring at me.

She was puzzled. I was too. But I feigned ignorance and gestured her to continue. She capped me and autopilot everything. The feeling didn’t feel right as I didn’t cum not matter how hard she tried. In the end, she just slept beside me and hugged to sleep.

Woke up early to see her already prepared a nice plate of french toast and freshly brewed coffee. What a bliss. Kissed her and left for my assignment.

The shoot went well and it was a wrap around the evening. Kept my gears and stepped off after shaking hands with the client. Was on my way to take a bus when suddenly it poured.

*Fuck! At a time like this!*

Ran and there wasn’t really any shelter nearby. Took me a good ten minutes to run to a stretch of shophouses. I was drenched and luckily for me, my bag was waterproof. So my photography gear was not affected. It was really a heavy downpour. Seeing that it could last around an hour or more, I decided to get myself a massage treat. Since there was only this one spa, I entered and opted for an hour’s massage.

“Any choice of ladies” The reception asked.

I shook my head and just said I needed to shower. She showed me into my room. Took a shower and laid on the massage bed when a gentle knock and voice came.

“Sir, are you ready? Can I come in? (She said in mandarin)”

Me: Yes.

The room was quite dim and I couldn’t really make up her looks and stuff but she did have some skill and strength. I nearly fell asleep when she asked.

Masseuse (M): It’s quite a heavy downpour out there.

Me: Yea.

M: Your body has a lot of knots. You always carry heavy stuff?

Me: Yea. I’m a photographer.

M: I see. Nice profession to have.

Me: Really?

M: I’m sure you take good pictures.

Me: I guess.

M: What’s your name Sir?

Me: Garcia.

M: Ga-Xi-Ya?

Me: Oh.. never mind you can call me Xiang. That’s my chinese name.

M: Xiang. Nice name.

Me: Yours?

M: Mine? You can call me Rong-er ba.

I froze.

Me: Again?

M: Rong-er

I turned myself around and looked. She looked back.

She dropped the bottle of oil lying on the table.

Both of us stared blankly at each other for minutes when both of us said the same thing.

Me/M: You…

Mei was disturbed by the name I uttered yesterday. Feeling unease, she went to the fortune teller. He recognized her and sat down.

Mei: He suddenly said out a name last night. Rong-er was her name.

FT: Yes. Theirs is an affinity set in their previous lives. It was not fulfilled in their previous life and it continues here.

Mei felt a stab in her heart.

Mei: Is there a way to stop it?

FT: I suggest for you not to fall in love with him. Even if you do, you can’t change what is going to happen. This love will follow them all three lifetimes. Like it or not, you are not destined. And I warn you not to interfere. If not, things will not be good.

Mei: What will happen?

FT: I will not reveal. Go back. I will not charge you anything.

The old man turned and read his newspaper. Mei stood up and walked away with disappointment. But her love was blind. She was falling more for me. She gave up being a WL and wanted to lead a normal life but all she got from the Fortune Teller was asking her to give up having a relationship with me.

I stared at Rong-er.

Me: Do I know you?

Rong-er: I don’t know.

Me/Rong-er: You look familiar.

The receptionist shouted “Time’s up”.

My heart sank. Both of us stared curiously at each other. She gave me her mobile phone and asked me to call her.

I opened my door and Mei came jumping onto me and kissing me ferociously. She grabbed my penis and asked me to quickly undress. I never seen her like this before.

Me: You ok Mei? You don’t seem to be yourself today.

Mei sobbed.

Me: What’s wrong? Hey I smell food. Great! I’ll so hungry.

She forced a smile and we ate together.

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The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.