Alright bros, true to my word, since there are more than 3 comments…
Read on.
She got into some poses and I took out my phone to snap a few
pictures
of her. I was unhappy with the image quality produced by the sad 8mp camera but I guess it could have been much worse.
Her long curly hair flew about in the wind like strings on the end of a kite as I clicked away on my phone. I was lucky that it was a windy day and I got some rather nice pictures. Noticing the perspiration which was starting to form on her forehead, I suggested that we head back into the mall for a refreshing cool drink at the most in Bubble Tea outlet at that time.
We both ordered a drink and sat at one of the many light blue benches to talk while we slowly sipped on the delicious tea. I found that she had 2 boyfriends in the past and her most recent ex took her virginity. She was from an all-girls school and I found that we had quite a few mutual friends from that school.
The conversation topics shifted to school work where I doubt many of you would be interested so let me just move on from there.
I sent her home before dinner and she gave me a peck on my cheeks before leaving the car and disappearing from view with a last swish of her dress. I was happy, smiling to myself as I drove out of the HDB estate, knowing that it was probably not the last time I see her.
12 May 2012
My alarm clock woke me up early in the morning at 10am – early for a Saturday morning that is… I quickly got dressed and ran down the stairs for a glass of warm milk and cookies before calling Alfred to ask where he left the car keys.
I called Joanne to inform her that I was on the way to her house as I steered the massive car out of the compound slowly. My driving seems to have improved in the past month. It was a month ago that Joanne became my girlfriend and a month ago that I got my driving license. I parked the car in front of the closed gate and ran back into the house to get my triangles. This is fun.
I cruised over intimidating speed bumps as I reached Joanne’s block. She was waiting for me near the lift lobby and I announced my entrance by revving the engine hard with the other foot on the brakes. I smiled as she looked like she was going to kill me. Residents (mostly old people milling around) stared, trying to determine which idiot was disturbing their peaceful Saturday afternoon.
I was easy on the pedals as I navigated through the humps, trying to make the ride as endurable as possible for both occupants in the car. Once out of the estate, I started noticing Joanne more. She was holding a white Burberry bag, containing one of the dresses I bought her the last time. I noticed that she was wearing a comfortable set of tee shirts and FBTs to meet my parents. Heh heh.
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GeMiNiZzzzZzz
Bro, you do not need so many positive comments to keep your thread going.
Your story is good enough…
Keep em coming buddy
Haha bro thanks
That 3 comments thing was just to release Natalie’s photo. No need 3 comments before I post each update. Hehe but I write for the limelight and the positive comments.
The car glided effortless through AYE going at 120km/h on average as I sped through light traffic. Cars around us slowed as a Mariana Blue sports saloon sped by – with triangle plates affixed on the front and back windows.
I noticed Joanne fidgeting slightly in her seat and she told me she didn’t enjoy the attention we were getting. I always knew that she was a simple down to earth girl who never liked to be in the limelight, preferring to blend in with everyone else. But all I could think of at that time was to get her accustomed to my lifestyle.
I drove through the gantry and around a roundabout and floored the accelerator. Joanne covered her eyes and opened her mouth, seemingly to scream, as the golf course on our left sped past at 150km/h. No, make that 160.
I engaged the very powerful brakes and brought the vehicle to almost a complete stop before Joanne dared to open her eyes again. She chided me for the bit of fun I had obviously but I was only thinking of how lucky we were to be alive.
A large gate opened, revealing the large driveway inside the compound. Joanne’s eyes opened wide as I parked the Rapide in the porch. Sadly for me, she got out of the car before I could run over to open her door, spoiling the Cinderella entrance I planned for her.
I held her hand and told her to leave the Burberry dress in the car and took her into the sprawling interior of the mansion. On cue, “A Thousand years (by Christina Perri) started playing when Joanne slipped off her Aldo heels the front double doors opened, filling the air with Joanne’s favourite song.
She leaned on me as we walked into the lift which led us to the third and highest floor of the house. Her eyes opened wide when I led her into my parents’ room and out into the huge balcony – the size of her house. Her reaction was no different when I showed her my room which was about 7x the size of a typical 4 room flat in Singapore and I used the same trick I used on Rachel a few months back.
My thick black curtains ensured that my room was pitch black even in the afternoon sun and I told Joanne to wait for me near the door. I walked to the Dark Cherry finished Concert Grand in the corner of the room and turned on a spotlight illuminating just me.
I heard Joanne walking towards me and I started playing Bella’s Lullaby, reminiscent of one of Joanne’s favourite romance movies of all times. I felt her sit next to me and embrace me from behind. As I played on, I felt tears flow from her eyes and onto my neck, trickling down to my shoulders as I ended off the song.
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eeemen
What a charmer you are bro TS,
. Do carry onzzz, cheers, ………………..
Are you asking for… THIS?
J: Nobody has ever treated me the way you did, nobody has ever done this to me.
Me: Only you deserve to be treated this way.
J: What have I done to deserve this?
Me: You’ve put your trust in me and given me your heart. Isn’t that enough?
I kissed her softly on the cheeks and wiped off the tears gently flowing down her cheeks. Somewhere deep inside me, I was smiling because it worked better on Joanne than it did on Rachel. I hugged her, my shirt soaking up the rest of her tears, and we stayed in the embrace for what seemed like a thousand years.
I led her deeper into my room, past the “living area” and into my private quarters. The room too was pitch black except for the hundreds of LED lights illuminated on the floor. It was supposed to be a scale model of Changi Airport where my furniture was just placed on top of it. I held her hand, leading her through the taxiways and down runway 20C straight to the balcony.
I opened the curtains remotely with my phone just before we touched it. The bright sunlight shone into my room from the widening silt, causing Joanne to flinch. We walked into the balcony, overlooking the vast Singapore Straits and all the ships in the distance.
Me: Hey look! There’s a bag over there on the chair.
That piqued her curiosity and she took my hand, bringing me to the unmarked paper bag. She opened the top and took out a one piece swim suit my grandmother would have approved.
J: Somebody has it all planned out hasn’t he?
Me: Want to go swimming?
J: Huh? In the sea? Haha
Me: No la… Get changed and follow me.
J: You just want to see me in a swim suit right?
Me: LOL then I would have bought you a thong bikini.
J: OI, naughty!
We spent about an hour in the infinity pool, overlooking the vast ocean, until Joanne said she was baked by the hot afternoon sun. She did one last dive before joining me in the vendetta and opened her mouth wide for the huge champagne grape I was holding and spit the seeds into the small bowl on the table.
Remembering that we have yet to bathe, I took Joanne’s hand and brought her back into my room. The curtains were open and light filtered through, showing her my room in its full glory. I went into the bathroom first while Joanne explored my walk-in cabinet, choosing clothes for me.
My clothes were laid out on my bed when I walked out of the toilet, covered only by the large hotel sized towel. I got dressed and called out to Joanne whom I later found in my living area watching TV. She said she didn’t want to change into a dress yet so I returned her the clothes she wore to my house, which she insisted on bringing into the bathroom with her. No free show for me haha.
I switched off the TV outside and walked into my sleeping quarters and plonked myself on the huge sofa in the corner. I picked up my phone which was lying there to find several unread messages. I replied to all of them casually until I saw one from my parents. Apparently they would only be back at around 5.
I was still fiddling with my phone when Joanne walked out of the toilet
with a towel wrapped around her hair
. I suggested that we go explore the rest of my house since my parents would take another 3 more hours.
I brought her down to the basement where there were two doors. The right door led to the car park while the left (which we went through) led to a large room with shelves of DVD in the largest wall. The room was like a cinema with its own projection room and 10 seats.
Me: So what would you like to watch? Porn?
J: Eeh!
Me: Ok, you wait here. Porn it is.
She started to protest but one of my maids came in with fruits and drinks and I chose a DVD from the shelf and went into the projection room. I slipped in the Top Gear disk and joined Joanne on the centre sofa.
Me: Hehe car porn.
We were midway through the third episode when I got a SMS from my mum telling us that she was on the way back. I remembered that Joanne was still wearing her FBTs and switched off the DVD with the remote. I told Joanne to wait there while I used the intercom to get someone to bring Joanne’s dress down for me.
Joanne went to the toilet in the media room to change into her dress while I retracted the curtains to allow some natural light into the room. The curtains opened to reveal the infinity pool we were swimming in and blue light streamed into the room to welcome Joanne as she walked out of the toilet.
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whoamiw
nice story telling bro
keep them cuming
Thanks bro haha
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rdytogo
this is becoming more of a fairy tale love story!
not that i’m complaining.
keep it up bro!
Hmm… You speak too soon hahaha
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ohmaigawd
The story has many twist and there. Hungry for the upcoming story!
Thank you bro. Hungry to write more ass well but am really busy now.
Joanne wore an haute dress from Vera Wang which I commissioned a month ago and a black cardigan to shield her from the icy air conditioning in the house. She also put on a pair of earrings which I passed her and I
snapped a quick picture of her
. I brought her up to my bedroom where I change into a shirt and jeans in time to see my parents glide into the compound in their Phantom.
I exchanged her necklace for something more suited for the occasion and removed her cardigan before bringing her down the stairs to meet my parents who were already waiting in the main living room. I introduced her to my parents who were warm and welcomed her with a smile. They commented that Joanne looks down to Earth and asked her about her family background. I bit my lips when she answered but my parents seemed indifferent to her reply.
One of my maids came to announce that dinner was ready and my mum took Joanne’s hand, leading her into the huge dining room, usually for 20. Joanne sat opposite my mum, beside me, while maids poured drinks and brought out the cold dish. I would be lying if I was not more worried now than when I was meeting Joanne’s parents.
Guy Savoy himself came out to serve the Caviar and then the Lobster as my parents continued to grill Joanne about her family. I noted their expression change slightly when Joanne failed to observe some dining etiquettes and eventually drop a fork. I hesitated again before interrupting my dad finally and shifted the conversation topic away from Joanne.
I insisted on sending Joanne home myself despite my parents assuring me that Alfred could do the job. I hurried up the stairs to grab Joanne’s belongings before racing back down to escort Joanne to the car. I sped out of Sentosa and only began to talk when we were safely back on AYE.
Me: So, how were my parents? Intimidating huh?
There was only silence coming from Joanne and I noticed her face was turned away, crying softly under the moonlight. I got out at the NUS exit, driving to West Coast Park. I found a quiet spot and stopped the car. I ran over to Joanne’s side and opened the door, grabbing her in an embrace, soaking up the tears with my shirt again.
She bawled into my shoulders and grabbed me tightly leaving me momentarily stunned. I waited for her crying to subside and took a huge detour to King Albert Park where I got her some ice cream from the McDonalds drive through.
Her phone rang and she told her parents that she was on the way home so I had no chance to bring her to my house for her to freshen up first. I looked at her one last time as she clutched her bag and McFlurry before she walked off into the lift lobby.
To the very senior bro who zapped me 7 points for “Promoting an underage thread!!! U prevert!!”. I’m glad that you enjoyed reading all my 79 chapters before deciding to zap me.
Cheers bro, here’s to the many more chapters to come.
P.S. Nobody forced you to click on the story.
Thank you bro stlailiao for the up
Really meant what I said in the previous post and taking it lightheartedly. I’m amused that I was only zapped after 79 chapters. Surely he had to be reading the previous 78 chapters (and enjoying them) before reaching the 79th. Haha xD
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Enjoy
Hehe bro saw this a while back actually. TJC girl lol. Thanks for sharing!