A tap on my shoulders awoke me from my day-dreaming, I turned to face a young girl. Brown wavy hair, thick make-up and big eyes with fake lashes. ….
Hmmm… where do I begin, probably at the beginning. My little precious daughter for some reasons beyond my fathoming has suddenly taken to japanese and korean fashion. Must be all those Girl Generations - AKB48 - Kara MVs that I’m always playing on my tablet. Well cut to the chase, I wind up with scouting the internet for Korean/Japanese theme dress and handbag for my little precious.
Saw a few web blogs selling the stuff (boy, there are so many !!) One particular blog struck my eyes, it was run by this lady by the nick Miyake. It was more of a life-story-cum-fashion blog and she sold stuff that was 20% cheaper than the rest.
My daughter picked up a nice pink fluffy bag and some nice shoes. And cementing my best dad placing, I actually elected to go pick it up after my work instead of having her sent it by parcel.
A short exchange of sms and the meeting place was confirmed at Orchard MRT. At 6pm, it was buzzing with lots of young couples, office workers and a coupla of SYTs too naturally
Was wondering how this Miyake lady look like? On her blog, she sounded very mature and level-headed so I’m guessing she was mid-20s. A tap on my shoulders awoke me from my day-dreaming, I turned to face a young girl. Brown wavy hair, thick make-up and big eyes with fake lashes. She was dressed in pink. In fact her whole self was decked in pink ! Her shoes, her dress, her bag even her hair clip.
Think many of you would imagine she would look really nice but she had this tired look about her. It just made her look really quite average. Well I just handed over the cash and took the goods. She did have a nice Teh Teh voice as we spoke. She sounded young but she looks 23-24 to me. And that would be that if not for what happened next…..
I looked for a second as I saw her quickly disappear into the crowd of ION orchard. Well that was great, she upped and left and I’m facing the jealous bf.. ….
I was about to turn to leave when this ah beng looking guy charged up and stared me in the face.
“Is this the guy you dumped me for ? He’s an old Uncle !” the Ah beng gestured at Miyake and pointing his fingers at me.
Now I may not be the young OP of years ago but I do resent being called a bloody Uncle especially by a young punk. The ah beng was now holding Miyake by her wrists as she kept telling him to let go. I positioned myself between the ah beng and the girl.
“Let her go!” I said firmly.
Think my actions of moving between them caught the ah beng by surprise and he loosened his grip. Miyake managed to wiggle free of her grasps, I turned to look at her and saw her mouth a silent “sorry” and then she sprinted away. I looked for a second as I saw her quickly disappear into the crowd of ION orchard. Well that was great, she upped and left and I’m facing the jealous bf.
The ah beng was really livid and I thought he really wanted to punch me. Luckily a crowd had gathered around cause of the commotion and he just stared me down. I tried to explain I was just buying some stuff from her but he just pointed a finger at me and said to stay away from his gf. With the crowd around us, he obviously wasn’t going to do anything, he just turned and walked off.
My heart was pumping fast, and I was left standing there with all the curious on-lookers pointing and staring at me. I walked off while hearing whispers of “Uncle fight Ah Beng ah !” Damn… I hate to be called an uncle but guess there’s no denying I’m not young anymore and now I even have a cute daughter. My active cheonging days are all a thing of the past, something I left behind more than 5-6 years ago. But who was to know this would be the start of another adventure.
Went home and my daughter was delighted by the dress and handbag. Got a big kiss and lots of excited thank you as she went to show her grandmother what I bought. Suddenly my hp beeped as I got a new SMS.
You checked me out when I was passing my stuff to you. Don’t think I don’t know.
The SMS was from Miyake. And what followed was an exchange of texts.
Miyake - Sorry about just now.
OP - It’s ok, what was the whole thing about anyway.
Miyake - That was my ex. We broke up and now he is stalking me.
OP - really? sounded like he still thinks he’s your bf.
Miyake - He wished. I’m sorry about running off.
OP - yeah you really ran, I thought you looked like a female Usain Bolt.
Miyake - LOL
OP - A female pink-dressed Usian Bolt
Miyake - Correction, it’s a pretty pink-dressed Usian Bolt.
OP - Oh….. well.
Miyake - You don’t find me pretty ?
OP - Well…. I find your dressing very special.
Miyake - But you dun find me pretty
OP - Not exactly, I just nvr saw you very clearly just now. You know you ran really fast.
Miyake - You checked me out when I was passing my stuff to you. Don’t think I don’t know.
OP - guilty as charged
Miyake - so u dun like what you saw
OP - no, I think you are very nice.
Miyake - I’m busy now, sorry again for just now.
And that was that. Did not know what to make of all the texts above and I was kept busy the whole day with work anyways. So did not think too much of that. Then the next day at work, I got another SMS from Miyake.
It simply read : “I’m sad”
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SeniSeis
so is this what happened after miyake broke up ?.. lol
Camping for more
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0541774
Is it this Miyake?
http://howcomeyouarehere.blogspot.sg...of-her-ex.html
Wow! She is hot!
Anyway camping for story.
And so this flurry of SMS went on and on….Before I knew it, we had exchanged well over 50-60 SMSes …
I was taken aback at the SMS and it took me a while to recognise the number and knew it was Miyake messaging me. In the back of my head, I’m thinking “don’t reply her… its trouble, plus she not your cai anyways”
but I guess I was too curious and entered a “Why” on my hp.
“why am I not pretty ?” peeped her reply.
“how would u rate me on a scale of 1 to 10”
Damn, how should I reply her ? Well honesty is the best policy so I typed.
“At first glance, I think you are a 5.5. But that was a first look, I think…no … I know… you should look much better than that. Just maybe you not wearing the proper make up to suit you.”
“Huh ? 5.5 only. I hate you.” - Miyake
“at first glance lah.” - OP
“So how do I know what is pretty to you” - Miyaki
“Er…. name any girl you know and we see how we each feel about her.” - OP
“Ok” - Miyaki
“But first let me know how old are you. " OP
“Guess” Miyaki
“22? 23?”
“Wa…. I hate you even more now” Miyaki
“er… so you are younger ?” OP
“yeah… I’m 19 yrs old in 4 months” Miyaki
“Then you are young, you shld let your youth shine thru” OP
“Tell me how much would you rate Cyndi, 王心凌?” Miyaki
Images of the first GL girl who broke my heart almost 9 years ago flooded my memory. She was a dead ringer of Cyndi, and also the first few FRs I wrote in this forum. Of cus I was naive then and even though we dated outside her work, (we went sentosa sight seeing, mt faber cuddling, movies at bugis) Enough nostaglia, as I keyed in my answer.
“Cyndi is at least a 7.5 to me, but she old now dunno how she looks” OP
“Hmmm… ok how about Elva Hsiao 萧亚轩?” Miyaki
“Er… she milf to me now. Think only 6.5 only” OP
“Wa…. she is like a 8/10 to me lei” Miyaki
“Well only a 6.5 to me…not my cai” OP
“How abt Hebe 田馥甄 ?” Miyaki
“U mean in her newest MTV or when back when she was wif S.H.E ?” OP
“Newest MV lah” Miyaki
“Drools… that one is 8/10… my cai totally” OP
And so this flurry of SMS went on and on….Before I knew it, we had exchanged well over 50-60 SMSes and I found she was a decent conversationlist for a 18 yr old. And somehow the conversation ended with me agreeing to meet her to comment on how she wears her make-up and seeing what was wrong abt it.
“Meet me at Jurong East Street 13. there’s a CC near by and I will wear my make-up step by step for you to see” Miyaki
“Oh…. alright” OP
I’m really not sure what I’m getting myself into.
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mr_missile
woah! bro OP unretired! first camper reporting sir!
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lahchi
Hello Bro OP..another old bro camping for updates
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KohOnly21
Camping for more
Thanks for the support guys. Been un-retired since Jan this year.
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CibLover
YO!!!!!
OP writing story!! MUST camp!!
Long time no see.
Welcome back!!
Cib ! Long time no see bro. U station where now ?
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AirAngelz
WOW! This isn’t a real story aint it?
Sorry can’t say if this is true or not. A bit of both.
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SeniSeis
so is this what happened after miyake broke up ?.. lol
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0541774
Is it this Miyake?
http://howcomeyouarehere.blogspot.sg...of-her-ex.html
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Nomster
Wow! She is hot!
Not her. But I can safetly say her photos wun lose to the miyaki above
Miyaki actually jimmy the locks and the doors to the toilet was open. She grabbed my hand and pulled me inside, locking it….
Made my way down to Jurong. Feel like a bloody fool in my white collar shirt and sitting in the hot sun while waiting for Miyaki to appear.
“C’mon OP, this is a girl who’s a 5.5 and really not your cai. So why are you wasting time here ?” I thought to myself. Looking at the void deck and scanning for Miyaki.
A text came from Miyaki. “Gimme ten minutes, u hungry ?”
Well I had skipped my lunch earlier to SMS with Miyaki as I heard my stomach growling. “Yeah” was my reply. As my SMS was sent out, I heard a beep beep behind me. A girlish giggle and a light tap on my shoulder. I turned back and saw………
Someone I completely dun recognise !
“Er… yes ?” I asked.
“It’s me lah, Miyaki.” The girl standing in front of me smiled back.
Well this girl standing in front of me was shorter than Miyaki, she was probably about 1.6m or shorter. Her dark brown hair was the same but instead of being bundled and held up by a pink hair band, it was long and straight and fell over her slender shoulders.
And this girl standing before me had a rosy complexion and almost no make up. Her pinkish lips broke into a shy smile that truly brighten up her face. Who knew that beneath all that make-up, Miyaki was actually a SYT with GND looks !
“Why u keep staring at me like dat? I’m ugly ah ?” Miyaki
“No, just did not recognise you without all that make-up.” OP
“i look really bad hor. " Miyaki
In the back of my mind, I’m like going “HUH !?!!” Cus she had gone from a 5.5 to a straight 7 (at least) in my eyes. So this was not a wasted trip after all, I thought to myself.
Miyaki took me to a coffeeshop nearby and we ordered some food. I was about to order drinks and asked Miyaki what she wanted.
“Aiyo, why you order drinks ? It’s so expensive” as she took out a small plastic bottle filled with water.
“Next time I bring water for you too.” Miyaki added. Hmmm…. this is a first. Seldom see teenagers who are so into saving money.
Anyways, after dinner, we took a bus to a CC close-by. Miyaki took my hand and lead me to the basement. Sounds of karoke music echoed in the higher levels while we took the staircase to the basement level. This is where the multi-function rooms of the CC was located and there were a few yoga and pilates class going on as we walked past the doors. But overall this level was quiet. She brought me to a handicap toilet with a “Under Maintenace” sign, using some wires and coins Miyaki actually jimmy the locks and the doors to the toilet was open. She grabbed my hand and pulled me inside, locking it.
..Not sure why…maybe it was the idea that I was in a locked toilet or maybe it was the stupid fluroscent lighting or the musky smell of our sweaty bodies but my cock stirred. ..
I was taken by surprise but followed Miyaki willingly. (Ahem… who wouldn’t, right?) Miyaki locked the toilet door and she turned to me. As I was taller than Miyaki, my eyes naturally looked down and I caught a glimpse of down blouse. Just a hint of a purple bra and just a bit of cleavage. Not sure why…maybe it was the idea that I was in a locked toilet or maybe it was the stupid fluroscent lighting or the musky smell of our sweaty bodies but my cock stirred. Actually it went from zero to almost full mast within a matter of seconds ! So embrassing…. lucky I was in a tight pair of jeans so the buldge was actually quite concealed.
“Hey, u daydreaming again ?” Miyaki’s voice snapped me out of my (horny) daze
“Sorry…. " I repled. Uttering under my breath “…just never been in a handicap toilet with a girl for some time already.” hope she didn’t hear that, why did I say that out loud ?
“Here take my bag,” Miyaki handed me her pink bag while she pulled down on those baby diaper changing thingie you see in some baby friendly toilets. She placed her bag on the stand and started rumaging inside.
Ok, looks like I totally misread the situation and I wasn’t here for hanky panky. Yeah what was I thinking anyways. My little brother probably still thought there was going to be some action as he wasn’t shrinking down yet. I adjusted my erect manhood as steathily as I could while Miyaki took all her make up tools from her bag. I forgot I was here to give her tips on how to put on just the correct type of make-up so she will look good.
The next one hour or so, I sat there and actually gave critique as Miyaki slowly wwent thru her whole make-up process. From applying blusher to her already rosy cheeks (Add less was my advise), to her gluing on her fake lashes (get shorter ones I added), to her putting on her eyeliner and applying her lower lashes (use smaller more natural ones). As I saw her putting on her make-up one by one, I was actually admiring her change from fresh faced to a more dolled up version. Both had their strengths and I was thinking she actually looked quite pretty so why did I gave her a 5.5 rating when I saw her that first time.
And then she put on her double-eyelids. Suddenly her once sparkling eyes looked tired and lifeless.
“Quickly remove your double eyelids”
“But I like them, don’t you think I look better with double eyelids?” Miyaki looked at me.
“I dunno why but they make you look tired, your eyes are so pretty before but now they aren’t” as I guided her to look at the mirror.
“You really think so ?” as Miyaki pulled off her eyelid tape and rubbed off her eyeliner at her top eyelids.
I was then standing just behind Miyaki and her closeness to me caused another stir down under. A mixture of sweat (the toilet was hot & stuffy as it was under maintenace so no air-con) and the smell of her hair, I closed my eyes and my hands instinctly reached for her waist.
..Let’s go to a shopping centre nearby and I will observe how many guys check you out. ..
As my hands touched her slender waist, I felt Miyaki’s body moved away from my touch. My eyes was wide open as I came out of my daze, I had to quickly think of something.
“Oh… your eyes are much better now. It compliments your slim waist.” My inner angel was shouting “Liar ! Liar!” My inner devil was going “Grab her ! Grab her !”
“Really ?” Miyaki blushed.
Seeing her sweet smile suddenly cleared out all the conflicting thoughts in my mind. Miyaki pulled up her hair as sweat trinkled down her neck. I quickly grab some phamplet in my sling bag and fan her neck.
“Thanks ! It’s hot in here, let’s get out.” Miyaki unlocked the door.
We went out and the fresh air immediaetly washed over our sweaty body cooling us down. We went back upstairs and headed outside. We rested at the bench outside the CC as Miyaki took out a ciggie. Hmmmm… a pity such a cute young girl smoked. She lighted up and we made small talk. She is currently doing her web blog business full time but also helps out at her friend’s amusment park twice a week. Miyaki kept asking me how she looked now, was she better ? How would I rate her now ?
I told Miyaki to wait while I walked ahead. After about 10m, I turned back and gestured her to come forward. As she walked to me, my eyes locked on her face. Today, she was much nicer than that day I saw her. Her eyes althoughed dolled up was still big and sparkling, her face was fresh with just a hint of rosy cheeks and her lips shined with luscious lip gloss. Now she looked like what she was meant to be, an 18 year old girl with her whole life ahead of her. I smiled to myself.
“So how do I look ?” Miyaki asked as she came up to me.
“Well I think you look much better but let’s do a test,” as a thought came to me.
“What sort of test? " Miyaki’s big round eyes looked at me.
“Let’s go to a shopping centre nearby and I will observe how many guys check you out.”
So off we went to the nearest shopping centre (It was JCUBE). I was actually quite proud to have a dolled up 18 year old babe walking beside me. We walked side by side as we entered JCUBE. It wasn’t as crowded as it was a weekday night but still quite a crowd. I got Miyaki to walk around by herself as I stood from a distance to monitor. As Miyaki circled around the shopping centre, I noticed she held her bag in a really auntie way… the way some aunties hold thier bag when they are out marketing… totally not how an 18 year old should carry herself. But despite that, she did get more than an ocassional look from the guys who walked past. Next we alked side by side as I told her to change the way she held her bag and asked if she had any smaller bags like a clutch purse or something. Miyaki nodded and said she will find but gave me her teh voice again saying her current big pink bag was her favourite.
“Hey look that guy who just walked past” I pointed and Miyaki just turned her head and stared at the guy.
“Dun do that !” I pulled her back and shaked my head. “He was totally checking you out. His eyes were on your face and then he went into total scan mode”
“Total scan mode ?” Miyaki asked
“Yeah, he looked you up and down and particularly lingered on your legs” I told her.
“Really ? How do you know he is checking me out ?” Miyaki gave my arms a cheeky squeeze.
“Cause I was observing them. And that is what I will do too myself” I laughed.
“C’mon, let’s go somewhere quiet to talk and I need to smoke too.” Miyaki pinched my arms.