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We do have some less conspicuous cars they used to send me to school etc so that I can continue to keep a relatively low profile. Imagine if I was driven to school in a Phantom every morning! Well, the Astra isn’t actually an Astra haha. Could have been an Insignia or 207 or something similar. xD
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The story is based on real events which happened in real life. Take some of the finer details with a pinch of salt of course. I need to protect my personal life in some ways as well.
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Heh heh please don’t zap me if you like what you read. Zap = minus points, up = increase points. You need at least a power of 1 to be able to up someone and a power of 2 before you can zap people. The FAQ can be found above.
Let us celebrate this success together bros.
I have just finished writing chapter 100 of this story. It will be posted tomorrow
Anyone who doubts me can count the number of chapters already posted. There should be 99 (excluding the summary of characters). xD
Chapter 100!
Joanne was zipping up her suitcase when I entered the room. She was still wearing a school-based tee shirt and FBT shorts when I entered. I teased her for not having changed yet and took out my phone to take pictures of her. I have no idea what was in her mind at that time because she took a pair of fake plastic rimmed glasses from inside her drawer and wore them. She then went on to pose for me with the glasses on in a ridiculous manner. So, I could only do
what I knew how to do best
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I broke out into laughter after seeing some of the funnier poses Joanne came up with before prodding her at her sensitive spot below her ribs.
Me: Wei, isn’t somebody supposed to get changed? Or are you wearing this onto the plane?
J: Tskkkk! I totally forgot about changing! It’s all your fault la!
Me: Hahaha quick change!
J: Not with you in my room
Get out! Hahaha.
I conceded and sheepishly walked out of her room to find the rest of her family sitting unusually close to Joanne’s room. Joanne’s room was the closest to the living room, so they were sitting on the floor beside the TV, strangely silent. They quickly got up and went to sit at the sofa when I smiled at them and her dad went to get me a cup of water while her mum turned on the TV. Joanne’s younger sister, Jolene, took one look at me and burst into a fit of laughter.
I chatted (sort of normally) with Joanne’s parents until she finally emerged from her room pulling her luggage bag behind her. I instantly got up and half-ran towards her to help her with the luggage. She also carried a small grey Chanel flip bag which I assumed contains her phone, wallet, passport and other essential items.
Her entire family went downstairs with us to send their precious daughter off despite my strong objections. Her dad offered to call us a cab (because I told him just now that I was not driving to the airport) but was left flabbergasted when Harold placed Joanne’s suitcase in the back of the Rolls and Alfred holding the back door open for us. Joanne and I gave her family a final cheery wave before Alfred closed the door and we were hidden by the tinted back windows. Jolene’s hands were still covering her wide open mouth when the 230” long car glided away from the HDB compound.
We turned into Seletar Airport at 5 past 12 in the afternoon where our suitcases were immediately unloaded from the Phantom and airport staff immediately took them for security checks. Joanne, Harold and I were ushered straight to security checks before we walked to a waiting G6000.
We were served juice and fresh fruits while seated on the plush black leather seats, while the plane taxied towards the runway and awaited clearance for take-off. We need not wait long as the business jet took the skies less than 5 minutes later.
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fracking
Weet weet finally going overseas ;D
(Ps if this post comes out late, still being moderated)
Heh writing my next chapter now. Sorry for the wait.
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Chickon
Have been reading this secretly since there was only 2 pages. This is a very good story, but I have always been wondering something.
Why in the 31 Jan 2012 your dad is driving an Astra? Rest of the story become so elite.
Is the story completely fiction or based on true story?
But I like your whole plot anyway.
Anyway, how do I zap points for you? Would like to increase your points to thank this story.
I am very happy to hear that you have been following my story all the time! Hmm let me break this down part by part.
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Analbacca
Cant wait for more, great story.
Can anyone tell me how to up rep?
Thank you for your kind compliments!
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lupsupz
1st to post after chapter 100! :P
Hmm… And how shall I reward you hahaha maybe there’ll be a pic in the next chapter then xD
Joanne and I were served lunch immediately after we levelled off. I had a simple lunch of Lor Mee from a local store in Singapore while Joanne got a selection of Sushi from a more upscale establishment.
J: Darling, you want some of my sushi? I feel so bad asking for sushi when you’re only eating Lor Mee leh…
I bent forward and held my mouth wide open while making the “aaaa” sound. She reciprocated by stuffing my mouth full with a Unagi Sushi, carefully clasped between her two chopsticks. I reached further forward to feed her the rest of the sushi hanging out of my mouth, which she gleefully bit off with a laugh. I pushed my bowl of noodles to one side and the rest of lunch was consumed in this manner – one mouthful for me and one mouthful for her.
Mi Qi, our stewardess, walked into our cabin about half an hour into the trip with a drinks tray filled with a selection of fruit juices. She gave me the glass of Watermelon Juice and allowed Joanne to choose from the rest. She stuck out her tongue and took my glass of Watermelon Juice from me and took a gulp from it, prompting me to take a glass of Apple Juice instead. Mi Qi gave us a polite smile before retreating to the front of the plane.
Me: You seem naughtier than ever, ever since we left Singapore xD
J: *sticks out her tongue* Got meh?
I got up from my seat and walked to the black leather sofa behind me and turned on the TV. I reached for the Xbox controller on the Oak Wood table and found that PGR was already loaded into the Xbox. Joanne joined me a short while later when I selected the two player mode. We enjoyed the game together, me letting her win at times, until it was time to land.
We circled for a bit before finally touching down at the Ngurah Rai International Airport, a little less than 3 hours after take-off. We were kept on board the plane until an immigration officer arrived to stamp our passports.
After they left, Mi Qi ushered us down the retractable steps where we were greeted with a late model Pullman Guard (or as I affectionately call them Guardians). Our suitcases have already been loaded into the boot and a big burly Indonesian man was holding the door open for us. I recognise him as our Indonesian chauffeur cum bodyguard, Ridwan, flown over from Jakarta where he usually drives my parents. (Edit: we have cars and personnel in selected parts of the world especially where my parents are usually based. The car, in this case, does not belong to us. Makes sense?)
I took Joanne’s hand and led her into the car with me. We sat together on the same row, separated only by the centre console. Harold sat in the front with Ridwan, separated from us by a tinted glass partition. Together, we set out towards our hotel about half an hour from the airport.
A picture of Joanne in the Guardian, as promised
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Johnston
Hush
I am the Dragon
And i love your writing
That is all.
Thank you
To all my wonderful bros waiting here. I’m so sorry something cropped up so I haven’t been able to post and won’t be able to post until Wed/ Thurs. I’ll try to post a chapter (or 2) tonight though!
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romeolin
her tan line makes me wanna grab her boobs through my lcd screen!
Hahaha bro I can see your comment leh. But thank you for the compliments
I hope all of you will be so kind as to accept my humble apologies. More things cropped up and I was unable to write until tonight. Thanks for your support!
We arrived in the resort less than half an hour later and were brought into our room. We sat on the brown sofa and were served welcome drinks while Harold settled the check in at the vestibule. We were also introduced to our private butler who would be with us throughout the duration of our stay. He asked for our suitcases’ passwords and set off to unpack for us while we relaxed in the living room.
Joanne lay on me as we looked out of the balcony towards the vast Indian Ocean. I played with her hair gently while softly blowing into her ear as she lay on my chest, not moving. We were in that position for about 15 minutes before my hands started auto-roaming and she slapped my hands away from her chest area playfully.
Me: Wei, you can lie on my chest but I can’t even touch yours?
J: I’m a girl mah! Hahaha too bad!
I pushed her off my gently and took her hands leading her into the master bedroom. Our butler was done unpacking for me and was in the other bedroom unpacking for Joanne at the moment. I took it as a good opportunity to close the door and lock it, ensuring maximum privacy.
Joanne walked around the room admiring every bit of the furniture; coyly avoiding me everywhere I chased her. I finally quickened my pace and wrapped my arms around her waist and led her to the large King sized bed which was back-facing the wall. I sat on the edge of the bed facing the wooden wall and pulled her down on top of me. I felt her bottom resting on my growing member and adjusted her slightly so that it was more comfortable inside my pants.
Joanne must have felt it growing because she struggled to get away from me. I grabbed her tightly and she started to protest, telling me to let her go. I was reluctant, but did so in the end. Maybe I would have better luck at night.
She walked out of my room and slammed her room door shut after walking in. I sat on the sofa in the living room waiting for her to emerge, and she finally did 10 minutes later – wearing a pink coloured bikini. She ignored me and walked out into the balcony, feet touching the water in the pool to gauge the temperature before finally stepping in.
I was taken aback by her sudden hostility. Weren’t we supposed to be celebrating our second monthiversary? Nevertheless, I got changed into my swimwear and slipped into the pool to join her. I tried my best to make small talk with her while we soaked up the sun and looked down on the lush greenery below. I took care to avoid talking about anything sexual in case her hostility returned and instead, we decided to have an intellectual discussion.
Joanne was in a much better mood when we both climbed out of the pool together. We walked separate ways and bathed in our ensuite toilets before meeting again for dinner.