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Ok gd …. It about time u pay back the installments u own us !!! πππ
I agree…
As the warm water from the fixed shower head caressed their bodies, Ben turned his focus to Grace’s breasts. Those large A cups with the eraser nipples. He kneaded them slowly and deliberately, eliciting sweet moans from her as he gently sucked on her nipples, occasionally giving them a little nibble, a gentle tug with his teeth, before flicking them with his tongue then circling round the areola.
Grace was half cursing her choice of Alex. Ben was so much more adventurous. It was not that she was horny, or wanted to be sexually active, but she was really curious. And Ben certainly knew where and how to touch her and turn her on.
She increased the intensity of her strokes, squeezing his hardon harder with each stroke. Their lips locked again, gently this time as they let the warm water wash away the remnants of the soap.
Grace knelt down and tentatively wrapped her lips around the throbbing pole. She pushed back the foreskin with her lips before gently sucking on the head. She tried to recall what she had seen on her elder brothers blue video tape where the absurdly buxom lady bobbed her head up and down.
Ben groaned. Why did Grace’s blowjob feel better than Jane’s? Was it because it was her first time and she wanted to please him? Or was it really the alcohol?
He stopped her, pulling her up and kissing her again. He did not want to cum so fast. He wanted his first time to last.
Jane and Alex walked along the beach, slippers in hand. Jane tried to grab Alex’s hand but he pulled away. She trudged along beside him disappointed.
J: Why Alex? Why? Am I not good enough for you? Are you not attracted to me?
A: Could we not discuss this? Really… its making me uncomfortable.
J: Ok…
Ben led Grace to the bed after they had dried themselves. She was shivering from the cold airconditioning.
She lay down and Ben propped a pillow under her ass.
He gently spread her legs, and brought his face close to her bare pussy. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of his shower gel. He kissed her belly button, then planted kisses all over her lower body, sending shivers up her spine. He ran his tongue down from her hips all the way to her inner thigh. It tickled, and she instinctively clamped her legs shut on his head.
G: Whoops! Sorry.
Smiling, he spread her legs again, licking her other thigh. His fingers took a walk, finally settling along her labia. He kissed her there and she gasped. Slowly, he ran his tongue along her outer lips. She squirmed. That instilled confidence in him and he ventured further, probing around her inner lips with his tongue.
He could not decide what she tasted like, but as he increased the intensity, he could feel her oozing her womanly juices. Going north, he wondered what the lump of flesh near top was. It looked like a little penis with foreskin. Shrugging, he flicked at it with his tongue, then felt it growing.
Grace grabbed his hair.
G: Ohhh. God….. that feels good….
Ben smiled, it was as though his status as a mere mortal had just been elevated.
J: Shall we head back to the bungalow? I’m feeling a little tired.
A: Ok.
Ben inserted his index finger slowly into Grace’s hole. He withdrew and looked at the shimmering coat of her lubrication.
G: I want to suck you.
B: Ok. You know 69?
G: I think so.
B: You wanna be on top? Or below?
G: Err… I don’t know. Should be easier if your below right?
B: I think so…
Ben lay on the bed and Grace slowly positioned herself over him, then bent forward and took his limp penis into her mouth.
B: I can’t reach you. Can you go lower?
Grace wriggled around unsuccessfully for awhile until her pussy was directly in his face.
B: Perfect.
Ben grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them, thrusting his tongue around blindly. Grace giggled.
G: That’s my ass!
B: Oops.
But he continued tongueing her ass before moving to the correct hole.
G: Ahhhhh…. yes…
She lay on his stomach and took his cock back into her mouth, stroking and sucking until he was hard. Ben licked, flicked and sucked on her clit. He knew it made her feel good. Slowly, he inserted his index finger as well. She moaned, he felt the vibrations on his cock.
G: Ahhh…. stop.. stop… I can’t take it anymore… I want you inside me….
Ben scrambled off her and literally ran to his bag. He unzipped it and started rummaging.
Grace made herself comfortable on the bed.
G: What are you looking for?
He found it and turned around, showing it to her.
B: This.
G: Condoms?
B: Yup.
G: Only three?
B: Er… yeah?
G: Ok…..
He hastily tore open the little square package.
B: Oops..
G: What?
B: Er. I tore it.
G: You have two left. Don’t waste it.
Ben carefully tore open the second packet, then unrolled the condom over his erection.
G: Come here baby.
He got onto the bed and positioned himself between her legs.
G: Slowly ok?
Ben nodded.
He rubbed the head around her clit for awhile before standing by at the entrance.
B: You ready?
Grace nodded and bit her lip in case it hurt.
He pushed it in slowly, the head entering without much difficulty. But he encountered a strange resistance. He stopped.
B: You ok?
G: Yeah. Its just my hymen.
B: Oh. So that’s what it feels like.
Grace closed her eyes.
With an almighty thrust, Ben pushed all the way through. Grace screamed and grabbed the sheets.
B: Oh shit! I’m sorry!
He withdrew a little and caught sight of the blood.
Grace wiped her tears.
G: Carry on. I’m no longer a virgin.
B: Neither am I.
Jane and Alex walked through the front door.
J: Where’s everyone?
A: I have no idea.
Jane went to the kitchen to get a drink.
A: Grace? Ben?
Alex headed up the stairs.
G: On, Ben you feel so good! Yes! Faster!
He had barely broken the barrier and she wanted him to go faster? He was having difficulty controlling himself. Grace’s freshly devirginised hole was extremely tight and the only reason why Ben could thrust at her desired speed was not because he was small, but rather because she was soaking wet.
G: FUCK ME HARDER!
B: I can’t! I will cum quickly if I go too fast!
G: THEN CUM! CUM ON MY FACE! INTO MY MOUTH! I WANT YOUR HOT CUM!
B: Ok.
Ben pumped faster.
Alex heard the creaking of bed springs. But he had to see it for himself. He could not believe that Grace would cheat on him like this. Especially with his best friend.
He placed his trembling hand on the door knob, hoping it would be locked so he would not have to witness the vile act.
B: OH GOD I’M CUMMING!
G: ON MY FACE!
Alex turned the door knob. What he saw was something he would probably never forget for the rest of his life.
Ben was wanking while standing over Grace who had sat up, mouth open, and massaging his balls and getting ready to receive his fresh spunk.
B: OH YEAH!
The first shot landed exactly in Grace’s mouth.
A: WHAT THE FUCK??!!!
B: HOLY SHIT!
G: OH MY GOD!
Jane had just arrived at the scene and dropped her glass of water. Thankfully, it was a plastic tumbler.
Ben could not control himself and released two more shots, without aiming. One landed on Grace’s chest while the other, in her eye as she scrambled off the bed.
G: Oh my god Alex, I’m so sorry.
She ran up to him.
He was rooted to the ground like a statue.
C: Hey! What’s going on here?
Christine sleepily rubbed her eyes and put on her glasses, immediately regretting doing so.
Grace, naked, covered with Ben’s spunk, was kneeling in front of Alex, begging forgiveness.
Ben made no effort to cover himself as he stood with his head bowed in front of the bed.
Alex’s fists were clenched. He was seething with anger, disappointment, but mostly hurt.
G: Please Alex. I was drunk. He-
B: Hey don’t pin the blame on me!
A: CAN BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP?
B: Bro-
A: DON’T BRO ME!
Alex pulled his right hand back, fist clenched, and landed one on the solid wooden door. A crack was heard as the door splintered.
A: Fuck.
He turned and walked away slowly.
G: Don’t go! Please! I love you!
Jane stepped forward and slapped Ben, hard.
B: You bitch! He tried to grab her but she eavaded him, and landed her foot onto his groin again. It was at times like this that she never regretted learning Taekwondo.
C: Jane. That’s enough. Go see if Alex is ok. The two of you get cleaned up. I want to speak to you.
Christine tried her best to hide the fact that she was openly staring at Ben’s deflated manhood. She needed a man. And fast. Otherwise she might just end up in jail for fucking one of her students.
Jane followed Alex as he walked out of the house, and in the direction of the beach. His right hand was limp at his side. She hoped it was not broken.
As Alex reached the waterfront, he did not stop walking, and instead, walked straight into the water.
J: Alex! What are you doing???
A: Go away Jane.
He continued walking until the water was at his chest level.
J: Alex!
Suddenly, he slipped and went under. Then Jane realised that Alex could not swim.
J: ALEX!!!
She ran in after him and felt around in the murky water. She managed to catch hold of his arm and pulled him up. Cradling his head in her arm, she pulled him back to shore. It was at times like this that she never regretted getting her lifeguard qualification.
However, the currents were pretty strong, and Alex felt like a deadweight. It took her a good five minutes to drag him onto the beach. Fortunately, he was conscious.
J: Alex you fucking idiot! Do you want to drown???
A: Never had that intention. I only wanted to wash away the pain.
J: You could have taken a shower. Do you know how dangerous that was?
A: It wasn’t until I slipped. Then I felt something pulling my leg.
J: Are you pulling my leg???
A: No really. They say the beach is haunted. Even when you were pulling me out, that thing didn’t let go.
J: No wonder you were so fucking heavy.
A: Sorry.
J: For what?
A: For making you worry.
J: You big fucking idiot.
Alex sat up and pulled Jane in for a hug.
As if they actors in some drama serial, a sudden flash of lighting preceded a clap of thunder, and the rain fell relentlessly on them, pelting them with the cleansing waters from the heavens.
Jane seized her chance and planted her lips on Alex as they were locked in their embrace.
This time, he did not push her away.
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Originally Posted by
BMW69
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It is rather disturbing to have a guy describe me as a sex god…
And encouraging girls to contact me on the forum…
So, please update ur story…
Alex stopped suddenly and broke free from Jane’s grasp.
A: What am I doing?
Jane was surprised.
A: Jane I can’t do this.
J: Huh?
A: I feel like I’m taking advantage of you.
J: Don’t be silly. I don’t feel that way.
A: No. I think we shouldn’t be doing this. Not now. Its too soon.
J: Are you denying you have feelings for me?
A: We’re close friends. We shouldn’t be doing this.
J: I guess you’re right.
Sadly, she turned away.
A: I do like you. Just not that way.
J: I know you are hurting. And you will be afraid to enter another relationship because you fear that the same thing will happen.
A: No Jane. Its because I treasure you too much. You know that there’s no such thing as a perfect relationship. There will be problems, quarrels, hurt. Look at what just happened. I would never want such a thing to happen to us.
J: Are you saying I’ll cheat on you?
A: No. I don’t mean that. But our friendship is not something I will want to give up for anything.
J: I don’t know if I should be touched or angry.
Alex gave her a hug. This time, he felt a strange feeling in his chest. Much as he liked Jane, he did not want any relationship with her to be a short-lived one.
Back at the bungalow, Ben and Grace sat on the sofa in silence. Christine stood in front of them, arms folded in front of her. On hindsight, that was a bad idea, as her already unmodest assets were now being artificially enhanced.
C: Do either of you understand the gravity of the situation?
They stared at her blankly. Outside, the thunder clapped again, adding more gloom to the already ominous situation. Ben was highly distracted though, and Christine caught him staring at her chest on more than one occasion. Strangely, she was getting a little turned on.
C: I had the impression you were Alex’s girlfriend.
G: I am, but-
C: And you! You’re his best friend!
B: Look. We were drunk-
C: I knew I shouldn’t have let you drink. Look at the trouble that has been caused!
G: I’m sorry.
C: You should be apologising to Alex. I don’t know how this is going to affect him.
B: He’ll understand.
C: How sure are you?
B: Errr.
Just then Alex and Jane walked through the door, drenched from the rain. It did not help that Jane was wearing a white top, which was now clinging to her body. Ben stared at her. She stared back.
Grace went up to Alex and knelt in front of him.
G: Alex! Please forgive me. I was drunk and Ben-
B: Hey!
A: I don’t want to hear your lame excuses. If you were that drunk that you weren’t even aware of what was happening, I’d say that’s rape.
B: What?
A: And Ben, you’re not stupid enough to do that. Drunk or not. So I guess you both wanted it.
G: But…
A: That’s enough. You’ve tested my limits. I don’t want to hear anymore.
With that, he stormed upstairs as the storm raged outside. All eyes turned to Jane.
J: What???
C: What happened out there?
J: He went for a swim, realised he couldn’t swim, so I pulled him out, then it rained.
G: Yeah right bitch. I bet you did something.
J: Oh please. You of all people have no right to call me names. And I won’t bring myself to your level.
G: Slut.
C: Grace, that’s enough. Jane, go see if Alex is ok. I trust you’re matured enough?
She nodded and headed up the stairs.
C: Now the two of you will report to the school counsellor when the term starts.
B&G: What??!!
C: I’m not comfortable with this whole thing. But I’ll let you retain your positions on the NCO board.
They heaved a sigh of relief.
C: Make sure the rest of the corps do not find out about this.
Upstairs, Alex was standing under the airconditioner in his wet clothes. He stared at the bed with the messy sheets. The used condom was still on the floor.
J: Are you trying to catch pneumonia?
He looked at Jane.
A: Maybe. It doesn’t matter anymore.
J: Don’t be silly. Go take a shower.
Jane went to the other room to get his bag and hers. She returned to the room to find him still rooted to the spot.
J: Alex!
A: Ok. Fine. I’m going.
But he still did not move.
Jane sighed.
J: If you’re not gonna shower, I am. You can join me if you want.
With that she entered the bathroom and shut the door without locking it, leaving Alex pondering about what she meant.
A: Are you serious???
J: Why don’t you come in and find out for yourself?
Alex’s hand quivered over the door knob for the longest time.
He technically had just broken up with Grace. Was he even ready to enter a new, and seemingly sexual relationship with Jane? If something went wrong, what would happen to the friendship they had forged over the past 3 years?
He had not expected to even become friends with Jane despite being part of the clique. She was arrogant, proud, rude, and had no respect for anyone but herself. But she changed over the years. Whether it was due to being in the uniformed group, or whether she grew up, he did not know.
But now this hot 15 year old chick was asking him to join her in the shower, and they had kissed before, she even had close encounter with his little brother. Surely something else would happen?
Alex wondered where his raging hormones went. Like how these very same hormones took control of the mind of his best friend, and caused him to fuck his girlfriend. Or rather, ex-girlfriend. He wondered how it felt.
It was his fault really. He had not let Grace go further than what he felt was reasonable. Was that why she had to seek out someone else? Or was it because she never did love him anyway?
Love. What was love? How could he, or anyone else for that matter, at a tender age of 15, actually fathom what love was? He felt something for her. But he felt something for Jane as well. He began to wonder if he was that superficial, liking Jane because she was hot. But no, she treated him well, treated him like a good friend. He liked her as a good friend. That was all.
Suddenly, the bathroom door swung open and Jane reached out and grabbed his hand, pulling him in. He could not help but stare at her B-cups in all their naked glory. Her neatly trimmed bush that was dripping with soapy water.
A: Jane…..
J: Shhh….
Jane literally pushed him in before locking the main door of the room.
She entered the bathroom to see him still fully dressed in wet clothes.
J: You really want to fall sick?
She peeled off his top and threw it aside, admiring his toned body. Squatting, she placed her hands on the waistband of his shorts.
A: Jane. Don’t.
J: You need to get out of these wet clothes.
She pulled his shorts down slowly, along with his briefs.
A: Stop!
But it was too late.
The seconds his briefs were down, little Alex, finally free from his constraints, leap forward and smacked Jane in the face.
J: What the-
A: Sorry. I was trying to get it to go down.
Jane rubbed her cheek, then stroked his rod.
J: Wow. It’s been what, a few months? I don’t recall it being this big.
A: Jane… please put those thoughts out of your head.
She peeled back his foreskin and wanked him slowly.
J: Wow. Really wow. I guess he misses me too.
Downstairs, Ben and Grace sat on the sofa while glaring at each other.
C: I think I’ll leave you two alone. You should have things to talk about.
Christine headed back to the master bedroom. As she passed by the bathroom, she heard the sound of the shower running. She crossed her fingers and prayed that Jane and Alex had enough common sense to not do anything stupid.
Ben stared at Grace.
G: What the fuck are you looking at?
B: How was it?
G: How was what?
B: Our first time.
G: Fuck you Ben. We were drunk. I don’t remember anything. Except now Alex isn’t talking to me. And you’re his best friend. How could you take advantage of me like that?
B: Oh please. Get over yourself. Who started touching me first?
G: I was drunk!
B: Drunk? Really? Then report me for raping you.
G: You think I won’t?
B: I think you don’t have the guts to do so.
G: You bastard!
She leant over and tried to slap him, but he caught her hand and pinned her down. Pumped up by the sudden adrenaline rush, her breathing became faster.
B: What do you want now?
G: Now? I want you to make me feel good. Right here. On this sofa.
B: You’re still drunk?
G: No. I’m horny.
B: Slut.
G: Shut up and kiss me.
And he did.
Jane wanked him slowly and deliberately, pulling his foreskin back and forth, eliciting moans from him.
A: Jane, please… ahh… I can’t do this…
J: You’re not doing anything. I am.
A: I’m not ready.
Jane continued stroking his hardon.
J: Sure looks like you are.
A: Jane, you have no idea how much I want to take you right here. But the timings not right.
Jane stopped. She stood up and planted her lips on his. She lifted one leg and rubbed his head on her clit.
A: Oh my god Jane. Please don’t.
She grimaced as she used his head to probe the entrance.
J: Ahh…. Alex! Can you feel how wet I am?
Alex grabbed her hand away and pinned it behind her back.
A: Jane stop it!
Jane started rubbing herself along his rod. Given the level of wetness, Alex was rather worried that he might accidentally slip in.
A: Jane…
J: Hmm?
A: We’ll have sex one day ok? Just not today…
Alex thought that maybe he should regret saying the words that came out of his mouth at that very moment. But somehow he did not.
Jane stopped.
J: How do I know this isn’t a trick?
A: Well, I like you enough to let you do all this to me right?
J: Right.
With that, she got down on her knees and began sucking him, pausing only to catch her breath, while wanking him.
A: Argh Jane. Stop it.
J: Cum for me baby.
A: I can’t.
J: Why not?
A: No feeling.
J: There’s something seriously wrong with you.
He pulled her up.
A: Let’s just shower ok?
Jane sighed.
J: Ok.
It seemed like Alex was going to be a tough nut to crack.
Downstairs, Ben and Grace were hungrily devouring each other on the sofa, not bothering if anyone could see them.
Ben’s hands were all over her chest, softly caressing, gently squeezing, teasing her eraser nipples. Grace’s hands were also hard at work inside his shorts, stroking his hardon and massaging his balls.
G: Oh Ben, I want you inside me.
B: The condoms are upstairs.
G: I want to feel you without a condom.
B: What??
She pulled down his shorts and straddled him, rubbing herself up and down on his cock.
G: Oh Ben…. please. Put it in…
Ben shrugged.
B: Ok.
She placed his hard cock at the entrance of her freshly devirginised hole and slid down slowly.
She winced as she took him in inch by inch. Finally stopping when she felt him hit something.
G: Ouch. You’re long.
Ben smiled.
Grabbing her ass, he lifted her up and down on his cock. The sensations were really different. He could feel so much more of her. The ridges, the little bumps and the contractions.
B: I want to fuck you.
He withdrew and she leaned back on the sofa, spreading her legs wide. He got in between and started pounding away. Slowly at first, then a lot more forcefully. Grace covered her mouth to mask the moans.
Christine was awakened by the noises downstairs and ventured out of the room again. As she passed by the bathroom, she wondered why the water was still running. Perhaps the other one was now showering. As she neared the top of the stairs, the noise became more apparent.
She peered down.
G: Oh Ben! Yes! Fuck me harder! God!
Grace had given up trying to be quiet.
Christine stifled a gasp. She had half a mind to stop them and give them a piece of her mind. But something stopped her.
Perhaps it was the way Ben was thrusting his cock in and out of Grace’s tight and wet pussy. Perhaps it was the way Grace was writhing under him, fondling her own breasts while proclaiming Ben’s greatness for all to hear. Perhaps it was because she had subconsciously started squeezing her own breasts as a familiar moistness gathered between her legs. Her other hand slipped down the front of her shorts and into her underwear, reaching for the sweet spot.
B: Oh Grace! You’re so tight! I’m gonna cum!
G: Ahh Ben! Don’t stop! I’m about to cum too!
He increased the speed and depth of his strokes, and felt Grace tightening around him. Her lower body erupted into mini-spasms. He wanted to pull out but could not do so in time, releasing a stream of his hot semen into her.
B: Oh shit!!!!
G: Uhhhh that feels nice….
B: Fuck fuck fuck!
G: Why? It felt damn good…
B: What if you get pregnant???
G: Its not that easy..
B: Oh god… what have I done…
G: Relax. I won’t get pregnant so easily.
B: How do you know?
G: My period is coming, even if the sperm stays inside, it will get flushed out during the period.
B: Really? I didn’t study Biology.
G: Yes la.
Ben flopped down beside her. She reached over and stroked his limp dick.
G: I’m glad we had sex. I really enjoyed it.
B: Me too.
At the top of the stairwell, Christine heaved a sigh of relief. Her fingers were indeed magic. She went back to her room.
Inside the other room, Alex and Jane had finished showering, dried themselves and were snuggled under the covers.
Jane lay her head on Alex’s bare chest. She could hear his heartbeat. Alex stroked Jane’s hair. He was struggling to contain his erection as felt her soft B cups press against him everytime she shifted.
J: Good night Alex.
A: Good night Jane.
He blinked, and a single tear escaped his eye, rolling down the side of his face and landed on the pillow with a plop. He ignored it and closed his eyes.
If only Jane could feel the pain he was feeling.
They began the new year as though nothing had happened.
Life returned to normal. No one brought up the events of that night ever again.
Other than Alex and Grace breaking up, and Ben and Grace hooking up every now and then just to have sex, everything seemed perfectly fine to everyone else.
Everyone except Alex.
Instead of doing his regular exercises, he started hitting the gym almost everyday, and started taking supplements like whey protein and creatine. Soon enough, he began to look like a minature Arnold Schwarzeneggar. His biceps, triceps, deltoids and trapezius bulged out from whatever t-shirt he wore, and whenever he removed his top, girls would start screaming.
He hardly spoke to Ben other than for their CCA matters. He kept his distance from Grace. His only real friend now was Jane, and they hung out so much that everyone in the school thought that they were either siblings, or a couple.
His temper also became shorter and he often found himself arguing with his batchmates and reprimanding the juniors. Everyone feared his short fuse. But the majority of them saw him as a strict disciplinarian rather than a heartless slavedriver.
Unsurprisingly, his grades also suffered, and he found himself going from an almost straight A student, to barely making the grade. His teachers were undoubtedly concerned. But they had the faith that he would eventually pull through. Jane tried to help him out with his school work, but even that did not work very well.
Grace and Ben still slept with each other on a frequent basis, with condoms of course. Except when Grace was “safe”.
Christine was still having very disturbing fantasies of both Alex and Ben, but mostly of Ben, as the mental image of him banging Grace on the sofa was imprinted onto her mind. She felt the urge to masturbate daily, imagining it was either of them pleasuring her, sometimes both. She knew it was wrong, but she could not help herself. Part of her wished that they would come of age as soon as possible. While she had recommended Ben and Grace to see the school counsellor, perhaps she was the one who needed it more.
Unsurprisingly, Alex flunked his mid-year examinations, with an L1R5 that could not even allow him to enter a polytechnic. Strangely, his performance in his CCAs did more deteriorate. Christine was actually worried for him, as he had the potential to be a single-pointer. She wondered if perhaps she should offer him free tuition, but get him to pay in kind.
One fine day during the second semester, Jane and Alex were having lunch at their favourite fast food restaurant.
J: Hey…
A: Yeah?
J: Your results are not very good.
A: I know.
J: What’s wrong?
A: No mood.
J: Are you stressed?
A: Maybe.
J: I could help you relieve that stress you know.
A: And how?
J: You know…
A: No way.
J: You don’t even know what I’m suggesting.
A: You want to have sex.
J: Erm. Yeah.
A: No…
J: I’m gonna be 16 soon, and you were 16 quite sometime ago.
A: So?
J: I can’t believe I’m still a virgin. That’s all.
A: So am I. What’s the big deal?
J: Well, you know I’ve had countless boy friends…
A: I don’t recall you having any boyfriends for the past year.
J: Well, yeah. That changed.
A: What did?
J: I found a guy who’s worth it. Worth waiting for. Who I can talk to, tell him my problems, depend on him, and I know for sure that he’s not with me because of my looks or body.
A: You did? Well congrats then.
Jane kicked him under the table.
A: Ouch! What’s that for?
J: Don’t you want to know who he is?
A: Actually I already know.
J: You do?
A: He’s sitting opposite you.
Jane peered over Alex’s shoulder.
J: Where?
A: Haha. I know you’re referring to me.
She smiled.
J: Thick skin.
Alex smiled too.
J: I haven’t seen you smile in a long time.
A: That’s because there’s nothing much to smile about.
J: You haven’t gotten over her?
A: I don’t know.
J: Its been more than half a year.
A: I know. But I just don’t feel right.
J: You do realise that I can get any guy I want right?
A: And you realise as well I can get any girl I want?
J: My my, your skin is really thick today.
A: Always has been.
J: We would make a cute couple you know.
A: Cute? Ugly but adorable? You can be ugly and I’ll be adorable.
Jane laughed.
J: Seriously. I want to be in a relationship with you. And I want you to take my virginity.
A: I’m not that good for you Jane. I’m still scarred by what happened. I don’t know if I can trust a girl again.
J: You can’t trust me?
A: I can. But you can’t guarantee that you won’t hurt me. And I can’t guarantee that I won’t hurt you either.
Jane took his hand.
J: Hurt is part and parcel of life. Its an experience. You make a mistake, learn from it, then move on. You can’t be stuck in the past.
A: I know.
J: Speaking of past mistakes. Here comes one now.
A: Huh?
Alex turned around and saw a platinum blonde guy with multiple piercings walk up to them.
Beng: Eh! Chio bu! ε₯½δΉ δΈθ§οΌ
J: Hello Wilson.
W: ζ°ηη·ζεοΌ
J: That’s none of you business.
The skinny gangster wannabe squeezed into the booth on Janes side.
W: δ½ θ¦δΈθ¦θ·ζεη±οΌ
A: Ok. That’s enough.
Alex stood up and dragged Wilson out.
A: Leave her alone.
W: Eh nabei cheebye. Who you think you are? You dare touch me?
A: I just did. Now what?
W: Never die before issit? Motherfucker.
Alex squared up to Wilson. He was about the same height, but Alex was way more buff.
The other patrons started to stare.
J: Wilson, get lost.
W: You gu niang. Need a gu niang to protect you. Pui!
A: I believe she asked you to leave.
W: Ok. Ok. You watch out.
A: I’ll be waiting.
Wilson left.
Alex watched as he was followed by three other gangster wannabes when he exited the place.
A: Your ex?
J: Yeah. Long story.
A: Tell me about it.
J: Haha. Sure. Can you send me home?
A: Alright.
J: Lets go.
Alex took Janes hand as he led her out of the fast food restaurant. With him, she felt safe.
But was he willing to make it permanent?
On the bus back, Jane and Alex had a long talk.
They alighted and Alex walked Jane to her doorstep. Jane slid her arm around his as they walked back.
J: As you can see, I’ve had quite a few weirdos as boyfriends.
A: Yup. And you were intimate with them?
J: Never all the way.
A: That one just now didn’t seem very pleased.
J: Yeah. Just ignore him. He’s jealous. And childish.
A: Think he’ll try anything funny?
J: I don’t think so. He’s quite cowardly.
They approached her house.
A: Jane. Get inside.
J: What why?
A: Now!
Up ahead some distance away, a group of platinum blonde gangster wannabes approached them menacingly.
Alex was itching for a fight.
J: No! Come in!
A: Stay there.
The four of them surrounded Alex.
W: Hi! ηΎε₯³γ
A: Trust me. You don’t want to do this.
W: Now you scared? η»ζζοΌ
The four of them rushed him at once. Alex took out the first with a swift fist to his sternum, effectively winding him, sending him dropping to the ground catching his breath.
The second was stopped by his size 10 foot connecting onto the thigh of the punk. Any lower and it might have broke his knee. More centralised and there might be no fathers day for the guy.
J: Wilson stop it!
Wilson’s remaining lackey managed to grab hold of Alex and restrained him in a full nelson.
W: Want to play with me right?
Alex tightened his abdominals in preparation. Wilson’s balled fist went directly into Alex’s stomach. Alex hardly flinched.
W: You think you tough??
He punched him again.
J: Alex!
Then Wilson went postal on Alex, raining blows all over his body and face.
Jane wondered why Alex was not fighting back.
By now, a crowd of curious onlookers comprising of maids and Jane’s elderly neighbours had gathered. A rather burly man in his late twenties approached the group.
Man: Hey! What are you doing?
Wilson turned to face the man, taking out a flick-knife from his pocket.
W: Mind your own fucking business.
The man halted halfway in his approach. He turned around and retreated into his house.
Alex seized his chance, throwing his head back, breaking the nose of the guy holding on to him. Howling in pain, he immediately let Alex go. Alex turned and followed up with a swift side kick to the guy’s abdomen. By now the other two thugs had regained their composure and approached Alex again. Wilson hid behind them, waving his flick knife menacingly.
Alex initially wanted to be a nice guy, but this has gotten too far. Now that weapons were involved, he had to show no mercy.
The first who approached him was met with a standing jump kick which connected directly with the side of his head knocking him out instantly.
The second approached more cautiously, throwing a punch which missed as Alex sidestepped him. He tried to sweep his legs out from under him while pushing him backwards but the had more balance than Alex expected. Instead of falling over, he merely stumbled backwards. In attempting to regain his balance, he grabbed Alex. Unfortunately for him, Alex was a little heavier than he expected and they both tumbled to the ground.
Alex tried to wriggle free but the guy held him in a vice-like grip. Through the corner of his eye, he saw Wilson approaching.
A: Shit.
Wilson was barely a few steps away, knife in hand. In one last desperate attempt to break free, Alex mustered all his strength. But his opponent was way too strong.
He was doomed.