6 April 2012
I arrived under Joanne’s block and waited for her in the plush leather interior of the car. I saw her walking out of the lift lobby and looking around as she wondered where I was. She took out her iPhone to message me and I told Alfred to wake the V12 up.
Joanne looked in my direction as all 630hp comes to live. I rolled down the back windows and Alfred opened the left passenger door for her to enter. Soft ice blue light illuminated the door panels as she stepped in and I passed her a simple white box sealed with a baby pink ribbon after she slid into the car.
Joanne stared at me questioningly as the car pulled out of the car park towards the airport under the cover of the darkness. Alfred opened the panoramic sunroof, allowing us to gaze at what little stars there were as we headed towards the airport.
Me: Hey, meet Alfred, my dad’s chauffeur. I got you a change of clothes since I knew you would still be in your uniform. Change into it in the Airport ba.
J: How do you know my size? O.o and I brought a change.
Me: Haha it’s alright la. Surely you’ll wear this since it’s a gift? I got you a pair of heels too.
J: OMG I can’t walk in heels! Can’t I just wear this?
Me: It’s just an inch high. Don’t worry haha. And yes, you may wear your sneakers if you don’t like the heels.
Joanne questioned me about the upcoming trip as we sat in the car together, with soft classical music playing from the Bang and Oulfsen speakers. We arrived at Changi Airport in seemingly no time at all as the Obsidian Black Metallic car stopped outside The Private Lounge.
I got Alfred to drop us at counter 2 instead where there was a small welcome reception as we checked in. Joanne stared with her eyes wide open as I took the pair of red boarding passes. She was still clutching the two boxes tightly as we went through the automated immigration and into the restricted area.
I waited with a glass of Dom at the First Class lounge as she changed into the Dolce dress walked out of the toilet still in her sneakers. She gasped when she opened the black shoe box to reveal a pair of Aldo heels.
J: I’ll return them to you after this!
Me: You don’t like them? I thought you like Aldo!
J: It’s just… They’re so expensive!
She looked flabbergasted as she insisted that she couldn’t keep such an ‘expensive’ present. Silly girl.
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kittymae
I’m conducting interviews for someone (male or female) to give u a good spanking…
WAHAHAHA I know who would be a good candidate! How about yourself ah jie? Would you like to do it?
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kittymae
No thanks. I’m a nice domesticated kitty.
Who likes to hire people to spank me hahaha
We took a buggy to B7 as the boarding time neared. The gate was crowded and I saw _____________ who welcomed Joanne and I with a huge smile and escorted us to our seats in the plane.
We were immediately served our welcome drinks by the chief steward who also brought us the customary warm towels for our eyes. Joanne looked around the cabin wide eyed, excited at the thought of flying in First. It was wet as we finally took off towards HKG in the grand old dame.
The trip to Hong Kong was rather uneventful as I wanted to leave the real excitement until the return trip back to Singapore. As other passengers flooded into the cabin for a tour, we remained seated, allowing Joanne to enjoy her First class experience.
We were the first to disembark when we reached Hong Kong and had transit stickers stuck onto our passports as we walked towards the transit entrance. We barely had time for any shopping in the transit area and I bought some Toblerones for Joanne in the DFS before heading back to gate 25 for our flight.
Again, _____________ escorted us onto the plane first, just before the announcement for First class passengers was made. I chose to have a glass of Kurg and Joanne had Orange juice while waiting for the rest of the passengers to board.
Seated in SQ748, I had the urge to look around the cabin for the last time before the last of the 747s would be gone. While we were served our lunch, my mind drifted to the first time I was in this cabin.
After the meal, I took Joanne’s hand and brought her to the fabled upper deck where I recounted to her all those times where I begged my parents to fly in J instead of F, just so that I could climb onto that exact upper deck. I was usually in 18A with my parents right in front of me and all the memories came flooding back as I felt a single tear roll down my cheek.
While indeed, the newer A380s have Suites in place of first and has many more J seats than the 747, there was something about this plane which I was attracted to. It was quite like how there was just something special about Joanne that I absolutely loved.
I stayed back to tour the cockpit and spoke to the pilots of the flight where they too agreed that they would miss the old bird when it’s gone. I grabbed Joanne’s hand tightly as we finally walked off the 747 for the last time and she gave me an odd look.
While I had to leave the plane, I never want to leave Joanne.
There was only silence when I sent her home that night after the flight. She had changed back to her uniform and was trying to stuff the two boxes into her bag. I waved her goodbye as she disappeared into the lift lobby, away from sight.
Been way way way too busy to update but of course, nobody cares. So here goes.
10 April 2012
Me: Want to go for dinner after CCA?
J: I can’t today. Sorry.
Me: Hmm then can I send you home?
J: Erm yeah I guess so…
We took the bus from school to a MRT station and then to an interchange during peak hour after her CCA ended. I no longer had to rush back to school after my driving lessons since I was just waiting to take my driving test the next day.
We were walking from the MRT station to the bus interchange for her to switch to her feeder bus when she saw a disabled man sitting on the ground, begging for money. I watched as Joanne stopped and took out her wallet and put all her remaining coins into the small plate he was using to collect donations. There were not many coins in her wallet and I could see that it was completely devoid of dollar notes.
Her action deeply touched my heart as she was willing to give every cent she had left to the disabled man, even though she didn’t have much to begin with. I hastily took out my wallet as well and dropped a $50 bill before walking off with Joanne quickly.
Me: So is that why you can’t have dinner with me?
J: Yeah I forgot to collect my pocket money today so I’m quite broke now. Sorry.
Me: Nah, I wouldn’t have minded treating you. And wow your action was very commendable.
J: How can I let you? I haven’t even thanked you properly for the clothes that day yet. And the flight and so many other things! It should be my treat!
Me: Alright then. Why don’t we go for lunch on Thursday?
12 April 2012
The rain poured down from the skies in large buckets. Thunder roared and lightning flashed as my lectures ended and I ran towards the porch to look for Joanne. We are supposed to go for lunch and a movie together and I found her sitting on the steps waiting.
Joanne suggested that we studied together in school instead as we did when it rained very heavily. I was quite ready to agree except that I have something up my sleeves today. I dropped my phone, wallet and bag beside Joanne and told her,
Me: Wait here for me.
J: Where are you going?
I took off into the rain running down the slopes leading to the construction site outside school. I felt every exposed bit of my uniform being soaked by the rain as I ran across the overhead bridge and beyond. I thanked my 9 minute 2.4 timing that I was able to reach my uncle’s house in record time.
I sprinted into the large porch when the gate opened and one of his housekeepers was waiting for me with towels and fresh clothes. My aunt commented on the heavy rain as I walked to his 8 car garage to pick up my brand new car.
I just got my licence yesterday and drove to my uncle’s house this morning since I doubt I could park in school. I never intended to let Joanne know that I could drive yet but I guess I could trust her with the news.
I slipped into the warm Charcoal interior of my car, breathing in the smell of brand new leather seats and touched the engine start button. I hesitated a little before pushing it in fully, causing the engine to purr to life.
The leather and aluminium gear selector rose from the centre console and I turned it into R, looking into my reverse camera as I reversed gingerly out of the garage. I could hear nothing but the pelting of rain on my roof as I put the car into D and drove out of the opening iron gates.
Joanne was still sitting on the steps waiting for me as I drove into the school porch. I stayed in the car, waiting for her to look up and see me inside such that nobody would see me driving. Her expression turned into shock when she saw me in the driver’s seat and she picked up both our bags and ran towards my car.
J: Is this your car? I didn’t know that you can drive! :O
Me: I just got my license yesterday haha. First day driving. Didn’t mean to drive you in case I got into an accident but the rain…
J: OH! Haha I trust you don’t worry xD I’m sure that nothing will happen
Me: Haha you have too much faith in me. Lol you just wait.
I drove her to Shaw Centre for lunch and immediately regretted when I entered the car park. The parking spaces were all very small and most of the lots were filled even on a weekend afternoon. I craned my neck trying to find a parking lot and it was Joanne who found the lot first.
I did my best to park into the small lot with my amateur parking skills. While Joanne was able to get out of the passenger side door, I was wedged between my car and the A6 next to me. Joanne guided me as I made another attempt at parking the car and reassured me repeatedly that there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
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zeroduero
bro keep up the great writing =D
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Originally Posted by
eeemen
I care bro! Pls update, here religiously checking for updates
. Cheers, ……………………
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hazelnut
bro!!! awesome story!!! admittedly i thought that the first part was kinda flat, but the second part about Joanne and Alice is extremely interesting. cheers!!!
more chapters please!!! can’t wait. haha
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Bananaramamama
My first time on here and I’m already happy I came to this thread first! Best story ever!!!
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zeroduero
can’t wait to read the next installment. bro hope your work lightens up soon so you can keep updating.
Thank you all for your support, especially zeroduero for reviving my thread. Been extremely busy these few days with projects and stuff but I’ll update as much as possible whenever I can.
Just that it was a little discouraging when I came in to post the previous time when nobody noticed that I went missing. Haha so thank you, everyone who commented after that.
We walked together to Tonkichi where we had a simple Japanese lunch before going on to watch the movie that everyone has been talking about. Yes, it’s a little late but we’re finally going to watch The Hunger Games.
I bought her some popcorn, sweet, just as she likes it and some iced lemon tea to go with it while she waits by the side with the tickets. She flashed me a smile that was worth a million dollars and relieved me of the drink as we walked towards Hall 3 for the showing.
Joanne sat close to me as we watched the movie, sometimes brushing her arms against mine as we reached for the popcorn. Many a times, our fingers would touch and we’d look at each other for a moment before stumbling out of our stupor and went back to watching the movie.
I grabbed her hand after the movie ended and she didn’t resist, just glancing at me probably wondering what I was doing. I gave her a reassuring smile and led her back to my car. I still had about an hour with her before I had to send her home for dinner.
I started the V6 engine and connected my phone to the car before pulling out of the lot and driving her towards Botanic Gardens.
I had more success reversing into the parking lot this time and I took her hand again as we walked into the gardens. As we walked, Joanne noticed that there were pink rose petals on the ground and I urged her to follow them to see where they ended.
We walked for a short distance before reaching the pavilion on Symphony Lake where one of my friends from outside school was playing Vivaldi on his Greiner. I picked up a bouquet of pink roses from the bench while Joanne’s attention was focused on the music.
I tapped her back and swiftly went down on one knee as she turned around and looked down at me. I held the bouquet at her as I looked into her eyes and asked if she would be mine. My friend started on a slow rendition of Canon, giving an illusion that Joanne was taking a long time as she stood there shell shocked.
J: We are so different. I’m so typical while you’re… So much better. Why did you choose me over all the other girls who are of a more equal status as you?
Me: You know I have many rich and beautiful friends around me but none of them are as beautiful as you. You have taught me to be humble, touched my heart and moved my soul.
J: You’re just saying all that. Look at _________ and __________. They’re both so beautiful and they both have hearts of gold. Who am I compared to them?
Me: My first time going to a hawker centre wasn’t with them. They never donated their last cents to charity, none of them are as sweet and caring as you and I doubt they would have ditched school to go to HK with me.
Joanne helped me up and took the flowers from my hand. She seemed shy when I reached forward to give her a hug. My friend had stopped playing his violin and walked forward from behind Joanne, passing me the necklace I bought.
I broke off the hug and clasped the Tiffany and Co necklace onto Joanne’s neck, brushing off the sweat from her forehead after that. While the April rain was supposed to cool the weather, it continued to be extremely hot and humid.
I took her hand and led her back to the car, both of us smiling sweetly at each other as we walked in the garden.
16 April 2012
I walked to the canteen to meet Joanne during lunch as we arranged and I found her talking to Marcus when I went around a corner. He seemed to be holding her hand while she tried to shake him off. Marcus had his back facing me as I approached and tapped him on the shoulder.
Me: What are you doing?
Marcus: It’s none of your business. Fuck off!
J: I’m going to scream molest if you don’t let go. Go away!
Marcus: Fine!
He turned to me and said,
Marcus: You better watch out. No way she’ll choose a pauper over me.
Me: Oh but she already did.
I smirked at Marcus who looked as if he was going to hit me. I was smaller built than him but I was ready to fight him if the need arose. I have no idea why he was always going after my girlfriends. First Rachel and now Joanne.
I took Joanne’s hand, leading her into the canteen, announcing our relationship to the school in a way. Heads turned and fingers pointed when we queued at the stores buying food. A few of the guys from Joanne’s level nudged each other while a few others stood staring. The other guys better watch out.
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keewee
good write up keep up the good work
Thank you bro. 10,000 points?! Did I see wrongly?!
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hoobastalib
waiting for the raunchy parts. haha! keep going bro
Haha sorry bro. This was meant to be more of a romantic story so the raunchy parts are quite rare. But rest assured, this is a sex forum after all so I will not disappoint.