Ricky
We had lunch at the restaurant downstairs and I have to pay with my credit card. For the first time in my life, I was feeling rather poor at that instance. My phone rang. It was Peter.
Peter: How is it going?
Me: good. What time are you arriving?
Peter: I guess about 6pm.
Me: ok. Call me when you arrived. You know which hotel?
Peter: yup. I’ll wait for you at the lobby.
Me: John?
Peter: I’m picking him up.
Me: try to be earlier, or nothing will be left for you. haha….
I looked at Clare when I said this. She shot me a killer look.
Peter: ok…. then I’ll drive the SLK. Will be able to reach there earlier.
Me: Good. See you later.
I hung up and put my phone on the table. Just then the waiter retuned with the bill. He left the table.
Clare: happy?
I looked at Clare.
Me: Are you?
Clare: No.
Me: Later I’ll make you happy tonight. haha…..
Clare: You are an asshole…..
Me: it doesn’t matter. Anyway, you wont see me after tonight…. haha….
Clare: I wont want to….
Me: maybe you’ll beg me to….. haha… wait here. I use the gents.
I took my phone. Just then, the waiter returned to collect the bill. But he realised that I have not signed on the bill.
I put my phone on the table and signed it. Then I left for the toilet.
When I came back to the table, Clare was not there. Probably she had gone to the toilet as well. I sat there and looked around. I am sure that all the patrons in the restaurant are gamblers. Or maybe someone like me, who is not there to gamble. I laughed to myself, feeling pleased.
Sam
I waited for 20mins, before I saw Clare appearing, searching for me in the carpark. She was wearing a black top and short tight black skirt, and when she saw me, she ran towards me. I could see her braless breasts bouncing freely.
She reached my side, and hugged me.
Clare: let’s go.
Me: Wait…..
I open the compartment and pass her my daily windbreaker.
Me: Wear this first.
She wore it, but there’s nothing I could do about her skirt.
Me: one more thing. What’s the card in-between your passport?
Clare: oh. That’s should be the key to his house.
Me: You very sure?
Clare: I looked through his car and his wallet. It’s the only thing I could find.
Me: ok, good.
I picked up the phone and called Tan.
Me: Bro, yes, that is the key….
Tan: confirm?
Me: Clare said she cannot find anything else.
Tan: ok. swee……
Me: See you later.
Tan: ride carefully.
We hung up and I started the bike. Clare climbed in behind me and as her legs crossed over, from my position, I could see her naked pussy. I just hoped we are not stopped by a patrol car.
Me: It’s going to be tiring journey back home on the bike.
Clare: I hoped it’s worth it…..
Me: Wear this….
I helped her adjust a walkie talkie headset to her ears before helping her with the helmet. I did mine as well and we made our way back to SG.
Ricky
Suddenly, I realised that I do not have my phone with me. I checked my pockets and also the table, but I could not find it. I started to think where I had placed my phone. I remembered talking to Peter, and then the waiter came and then I made my way to the toilet.
I called the waiter and demanded that he returned my phone. He was having none of it. We started to argue and I asked for his manager. The manager questioned him and he denied vehemently. He was adamant that he did not took my phone. The manager apologies on his behalf and suggested that I could have misplaced it.
If I misplaced it in the toilet, I am sure it would long gone. Since Clare is not back, I made my way to the toilet to search but to no avail. Back to the table, but Clare was still not there. It had been about 25mins. She had taken too long. Perhaps she was unwell and wanted to contact me, but without the phone, I would not get the message. So I presume she had gone back to the room first.
I made my way past the walkways and corridors, still thinking about my phone, but I have no re-collection of where it was. I would need to ask her when I see her later.
I arrived at the room and opened the door. It was dark and there was no sign of anyone in the room. I closed the door and switched on the lights.
First thing was all the opened wardrobe doors. Next, I noticed was that my bag had disappeared from it’s original place. I hurried into the room and saw that the contents were all slewed on the bed. Looking through the contents, my passport was gone. The laptop was also gone. Even Clare’s bag was gone as well.
My first thought was that Clare took all the stuffs. But if she did so, the wardrobe doors would not be opened like this. The more I thought about it, it’s seemed more to be a case of theft. I was extremely concerned about the laptop as it had valuable information in it. Quickly, I called the reception and told them the problem.
In the meantime, I called Clare’s phone using the in-house phone, but her phone was switched off. I wondered where she was.
The security guys came 20 mins later. After taking down my records, they wanted to go off. I am not satisfied with the slipshod kind of work that they are producing and requested to have a look at the CCTV as well as more investigation for my case.
Again after much debate, they complied. I followed them downstairs to the security room. They tried to play the video of the corridor outside my room, but coincidentally, the CCTV was spoiled. There was no footage since 2 days back and no one had noticed. There was nothing I could get from it.
Next, they check the spare cards at the counter. All were present and have no indication that someone had took another card to open the door to my room.
Feeling exasperated, I decided to make a police report. They were not going to help me with it as they mentioned that I have to do it on my own.
I was feeling extremely agitated now. I lost my phone, my laptop and my passport. And Clare was nowhere to be seen.
I decided to get back to my car to drive down to the police station. When I arrived at the carpark and saw my car, I was horrified. The window panels were broken and the car was sitting on bricks. Basically the 4 wheels had disappeared. Thieves had made off with my wheels!
Me: What the FUCK!
I was feeling extremely angry now. Unable to do much, I went back to the hotel lobby and requested to use the phone. However, as I was about to make an overseas call to Peter, they would want to charge me for it as well.
Finally after another 20mins, they allowed me to make the call.
Sam
At about 4.30pm, we arrived at the Tuas checkpoint. We had only stopped once to top up my tank and by now, both of us were extremely tired from the journey.
After immigration, my phone rang. I parked on the road shoulder along PIE to pick the call. It was Tan.
Tan: Brother, I got it with me. But there are 4 of them. I don’t know if any of them contain what you want.
Me: Can you have a look?
Tan: errrmmm….
Me: I trust you bro…
Tan: ok…. I call you later.
He hung up the phone. Relief to be back in Singapore, I ferried Clare back to her place. Her parents had already left for Indo this morning for a week. There was no one around.
She packed some clothes into a bag and I took her back to my place. Once at my place, my phone rang once more.
Tan: Brother, confirmed settled. Do you want me pass it to you?
Me: Can you destroy it? I don’t want to see it.
Tan: Eh….
Me: If you want to, you would have copied it in your computer already. I don’t need to see it. I trust you.
Tan: ok, don’t worry, I will destroy it.
Me: We are going to disappear for 1 week.
Tan: Ok. I will keep you updated. See you.
Relieved that everything is settled momentarily, I booked the 840pm flight to Bali. I called Felix and told him that Clare and myself would be away for 1 week for some urgent matters. He did not sound too happy and wanted to know more details. I told him that I will fill him in when I am back and hung up the phone.
We rushed off to the airport in a taxi just in time for the flight.
We arrived in Bali without a hotel booking. From my previous trip, I know that there is a conrad there. We took a taxi to hotel and fortunately, there were rooms available.
Over the next few days, we switched off our phones and just frolicked in the beaches and pools. The laid back lifestyle help us to forget about our troubles.
Not once did we talk about what happened in Genting. Whatever transpired in the room between herself and the guy remained a secret for her and I was not interested to know.
She asked once but I did not explained to her how I know where he stayed as well as how we got in to his place. After that, she stopped the questions on the guy.
Of course, we made love multiple times every single day, trying different adventures. We explored each other bodies and soon got to know our likes and dislikes.
The week passed quickly and soon, it was time to return. Clare was moody as she was afraid if there were any repercussion from the guy.
Once we arrived back at my place, I switched on my phone and received a belated text from Tan.
Tan belated msg: I send the laptop in to the police. He is caught.
I send him a new one
Me msg: can you come over to my place now?
Tan msg: Now?
Me msg: Yes.
Tan msg: ok lo. 20 mins
I told Clare what happened and she looked relieved on hearing the news and went to bathe.
Just as she exited the bathe in only her towel, the doorbell rang. I opened up the door and Tan made his way in. She rushed over and hug him only covered in her towel.
Clare: Thanks! Thanks so much!
Tan: errrm…. it’s ok….
Suddenly she released him and eyed his crotch.
Clare: why are you having an erection?
I turned and close the door…………
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Thanks to all the bros showing your support. I really hoped you enjoy the story.
I will be working on something new soon……….
Thanks bros for the encouragement.
I am still thinking of the genre for the new story. It has to be interesting enough
I guess currently there is no part 2. Let me finish the new story and i’ll see if there are any new inspiration.
Thanks for all your support
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Originally Posted by
Lennyberg
I guess you don’t drive? or perhaps you are a safer driver.
my personal record from genting R&R which is at the foot of the mountain to Plaza Pelangi in JB ( 5mins from Singapore Checkpoint) is 1hr and 35mins with 1 x petrol stop.
moreover, in the story he was riding a ducati. you will be amazed at the speed this bikes can go. I can be travelling at almost 200km/h and these bikes will breeze past me. so it is possible. i know of people reaching hatyai in less than 8hrs. in a way, u leave SG at 12mn u can have breakfast in thailand and then dinner again in SG at 6pm.
Yup. Those ducati are damn fast.
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Originally Posted by
JusonSoong
Genting part abit unbelievable to bike and fro within a day
but still good story
swop Clare with Tin Peiling+ Sam role with Ricky role; meaning Clare’s hero is Ricky and villian Sam…. we got another blockbuster
Its 2 days bro. Not one. =)