This story is purely frictional and any similarities to any person alive or dead is pure coincidental.
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It was a sunny day as I finally got my acquittal released from Changi. Only carrying the items that I had with me 7 years ago, I looked around the surrounding area, nothing much had changed.
Dad had not visited me in a while, roughly 6 months to be exact. I wondered if he received news on my release. But anyway, no one was there to pick me up, unlike the MediaCorp movies where you will always see someone at the exit.
With the heat around me, I boarded the bus and made my way to my dad’s Haig Road house. I am sure he would be pleasantly surprised to see me. During the long journey, I watched the landscape and amazed at how much things had changed.
I started to think of that fateful day that landed me into hot soup.
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7 years ago.
I had just completed my NS after graduating from a local polytechnic. At a ripe young age of 22, my whole life was in front of me. I had so much to look forward to. My grades were good enough for me to enroll into the university and I was waiting for the coming June before commencing lessons.
I remembered it was a breezy evening and I was staying in my room playing FIFA on my playstation, after the simple dinner I ate with Dad. He had just went out to get his taxi from his hirer to start on his night shift and I was alone at home.
Mum had left us for another guy when I was 3. Dad was the only one I had. Even though he was a single parent, he had taken good care of me, trying his best to provide me with whatever he could.
With his meagre earnings, he had saved enough to buy me the latest iPhone 3G model and I was more than happy with it.
About 730pm, my beloved phone rang. I picked it up and Ah Hock was on the line. Ah Hock is my camp mate in NS. He had dropped out in Secondary school and was a Driver in my camp. I got to know him through another Platoon mate, Jason. After we ORD, together with Eric, the 4 of us continued to hang out together.
Ah Hock: Oui Sam, you at home?
Me: yup. what is it?
Ah Hock: we down stairs your house now. change and comedown. Faster….
Me: where are we going?
Ah Hock: Aiyah….. come down first then talk. Confirm you wont boring one lah….
On his promise, I made my way out of the house, without asking what the plan was.
As I got down the stairs, I saw that Eric was driving his family car. Jason was also in there as well. I noticed another person in the car as I approached it.
Me: errrmm… who is she?
Jason: my girlfriend lah.
Ah Hock was sitting in front with Eric and he leaned out the window impatiently.
Ah Hock: get in the car lah…..
As I succumbed to the pressure from them, I got into the car. I noticed that the girl looked quite young. She was quite pretty looking actually with long dye hair, a small tube top that did not cover her tummy, and shorts.
Jason: Bro, stop staring at my girl.
Me: oh sorry.
Jason: This is Grace. Grace, this is my brother Sam.
She said “Hi” with an accompanying wave of her hand, that made her looked even younger. I would say perhaps she is about 16.
Me: bro, how old is your girl?
Jason: why you care?
Me: Errrmmmm…. nothing…. Hock, where are we going?
Ah Hock: haha… let me bring you all to enjoy….
Eric: steady.
AH Hock: OUI! watch the road lah…..
With that, Ah Hock turned on the music in the car and started blasting away.
The drive was short as we soon in Geylang. Eric parked the car along the road outside a hotel and switched off the engine.
Me: what are we doing here?
Ah Hock: mai kan cheong…… hotel only what….. it’s not like we going to your place.
Me: yah, but what are we doing here?
AH Hock: come here party lo….
Me: huh?
Eric: bro, stop asking questions. We already got the drinks. It’s in the boot.
With that, all of them got out. There were 2 cartons of beer and I was supposed to carry one of it. The 3 of us made our way to the reception while Jason and his girl sneak into the lift lobby, without the receptionist noticing them. We made our way up to the room.
The room was sparse, with only 1 queen size bed, a small dressing table and chair, with a tv. We decided that the floor was dirty and all of us sat on the bed as Ah Hock gave us each a can of beer.
I watched Jason as Grace started to drink from the can.
Me: bro, how old is she?
Jason: why you care? What’s wrong with you tonight?!
He sound irritated and I stopped probing. We did nothing except talking about our NS Days and told jokes to Grace. She giggled shyly whenever a dirty joke was told.
And after we finished our 3rd can, AH Hock suggested that it was too boring sitting around. He took out some poker cards from somewhere, and initiated some cards games. It started with drinking, but then he became bored again.
He took a look at Jason before speaking.
Ah Hock: Bro, want to play truth or dare or not?
Jason: On.
Ah Hock: your girl playing?
Jason: why not?
With that, the game started. To roll the game, he started with me.
Ah Hock: Sam you start
Me: errmm…ok….
Ah Hock: truth or dare?
Me: truth.
Ah Hock: Are you a virgin? hahaha…..
I hesitated for a moment and stole a glance at Grace. Obviously the guys already know the answer.
Me: yes.
I replied meekly and laughter went around the room.
AH Hock: good. Eric your turn….. Sam you ask.
Me: truth or dare?
Eric: truth.
Me: Errrm…. do you shave your armpit?
Before Eric can answer, Ah Hock cut him off.
Ah Hock: wah lan. what kind of question is that?
Me: errrmm… I cant think of anything.
Ah Hock: not counted….. I ask…… Eric, have you ever lick a woman CB?
Eric: yes! and it’s nice! hahahaha……
Again laughter filled the room.
Next was Grace turn. She choose truth as well.
AH Hock: have you fucked Jason?
She blushed and looked at Jason before meekly replying, yes.
The guys high-fived. This went on with everyone choosing truth for the next 2 rounds. Ah Hock was not satisfied.
Ah Hock: ok. no more truth. All have to choose dare.
I tried to protest, but Jason and Eric seconded him. I was out voted.
Since the round started with me, I was the first to perform the dare.
Ah Hock: you said you virgin?
Me: yes. You already knew.
Ah Hock: masturbate for us to see. hahaaha
Me: you crazy? I want to stop the game.
They started reprimanding me, but because I was young and with the effect of the alcohol, I surrendered to their pressure. I unzipped myself and took out my flaccid cock and started to stroke it. However, I totally could not get myself to be erected in front of them no matter how I tried and they left me off. Only thing is that I was to sit there naked for the rest of the game.
I prompted Eric to dry hump a pillow, Jason prompted Ah Hock was to try to squeeze his dick into the small opening of the can of beer, which he was not too successful.
Next was Grace’s turn. All eyes turned to her and we were expecting Ah Hock to say something. However, he passed the baton to Jason.
Ah Hock: your girl. You ask.
Jason: errrmm….. ok, removed your top and remain topless.
She stared at him and shook her head.
Jason: wah, you agreed to play the game and now you want to embarrass me?
She looked down for a moment before placing her hands underneath her boobs and yank the whole top off, together with her bra. Her tits quivered in response to her motion. All eyes zoomed in to her bosom. I could not tell, but her melons were big. Her areola followed the size of her boobs and were large as well. She did not even bother to cover up and this was the first pair of real boobs I had ever seen. My dick started its upward ascent. I saw Ah Hock’s having the same reaction. She stick out a tongue at Jason and pouted her face.
Grace: happy?
Jason did not answer her.
Ah Hock: your turn. I want you to lick her breasts.
Grace raised and eyebrow, and before she could protest, Jason plunged his mouth to her large nipples and started to lick them. She tried to push him away, but he was too strong for her and he suckle them with gusto.
Slurp slurp slurp….. was all that I could hear. AH Hock and Eric gathered near her boobs and watched Jason sucking those tits. From where I was sitting, I could see her boobs stained with his saliva. Her nipples were now fully erected in respond to his fondling.
Grace: eeeemmmmm……. stop….. sttttoooooppppp…… enough….. mmmmm…..
I thought Jason would stop, but he continued to suck her breasts. He pushed her down on the bed, with one hand grabbing her breasts, I could see the other unbuckling her shorts. AH Hock and Eric just sat there and look, with Ah Hock having a massive erection. With Eric’s bulge, I could see that the couple was having a reaction on him as well.
Finally Jason got the button off and the sound of the zipper being pulled down. I saw that Grace did not resist him as he slid her shorts and undies off her bottom, leaving her totally naked.
She opened her legs to accommodate him as he adjusted himself and plowed into her.
Grace: aaaahhhhhh…… aaaahhhh……
she was moaning, just like in the AV. I continued sitting there and watched as Ah Hock moved closer to them. Surprisingly, she reached out and grabbed onto his cock and started stroking him. Jason did not seemed to mind as he still continued to fuck her love hole.
Eric by now had removed his clothes and went forward to Grace as well. Without any command, she grabbed his manhood with her other hand.
This scenario was too much for me and even without wanking off, I suddenly felt the rush of spasm in my manhood and I ejaculated my white stuffs on my own leg.
Me: shit…..
I looked at them again and Jason seemed to have cum into Grace. She push him off her and pulled Ah Hock to take over. Quickly, I made my way to the toilet to wash up. I was not sure if I wanted to take part.
After my quick shower, the scene was now Eric humping Grace doggy style. Ah Hock was lying besides Jason with a deflated dick.
Just as I was considering if I could squeezed into the bed, there was a knock on the door. I looked at Jason and AH Hock, they were already sleeping and Eric was still humping Grace to care about the knocking.
Without thinking, I threw a towel over my bottom and opened up the door.
Standing in front of me were many men. There were some women as well as they burst into the room. I did not realized it then, but later knew that it was an AV raid. Not specifically for us, but for prostitutes.
They came in, checked Grace’s identification and we were all charged with rape for she had not passed her 14 birthday.
Although I pleaded my innocence throughout the trial, the guys could not help me verify my claims as they were deemed too drunk to remember. Grace did not said anything as well as she was an unnamed victim because of her age.
As such, I received a 10 years sentence with 6 strokes.
Dad was upset as I was led away in court and I could see a tear in his eyes, especially the disappointment in his eyes was too much for me to bear.
The rest were also sentenced with me, but I wasn’t too happy with them because none of them stood up for me.
Finally, sometime early this year, I found out that Grace was migrating, and she had the courage to admit that I was in no way involved in the whole incident and that is why I was finally released.
However, I had lost 7 years of my life because of her. Still all was not lost as I had finished my degree in there.
As my bus arrived outside Haig Road market, I brought myself back to the present.
The changes were substantial. EVen the old lion city hotel was gone and replaced by a new building called 1KM.
As I walked the path that I used to walk on my way home, I thought about why dad did not turn up. I am quite sure that he would have received the letter from the authorities.
He used to visit me very often, but then for the last 6 months I had not seen him as well. Perhaps he was angry with me or busy with something. I decided that I would apologise to him once I see him later.
As I reached my block and made my way to my house, something inside me bugged me that things were not right. Finally I reached the door. Things on the outside were different. There was now a shoe rack and there were some ladies shoes on it. I felt puzzled but gathering up my courage, I knocked on the door.
After 3 knocks, the door opened, not by my dad but a bespectacled girl that had her hair tied up in a pony tail. She was no taller than 1.6m and looked to be in the University.
Girl: who are you looking for?
Me: errrmmm… is Peter at home?
A woman called out from inside the flat.
Woman: Mel, who is that at the door?
I gathered that the girl’s name was Mel.
Mel: someone looking for Peter.
Woman: wait….
A woman came out from dad’s room.
Woman: oh….. sam……
I looked at her puzzled. Then I checked my memories and seemed to recall that in my 2nd year, dad had brought a woman with him on one of his visit. But because it was just one visit so many years ago, I am not sure if she was the same person. The woman that is standing infront of me looked hagged and had aged aplenty, but she seemed to be the same person.
Me: Aunt Lily?
Aunt: yes…. yes…..
She opened the gate.
Aunt: come in…. come in……
Me: where’s dad?
She became rigid and as I could tell, sadness filled her face. I stopped where I am.
Me: Aunt?
She looked at me with sorrow in her eyes.
Aunt: I’m sorry sam. Your dad is no longer here with us. He left us 4 months ago. Heart-attack.
When I heard the news, I was in an utterly denial state. I literally seemed to have lost my mind. I barged into the master room, the other room, the kitchen, the toilet, looking around for dad, or any signs of his belongings. Aunt Lily just kept quiet as I went around like I was possessed. When I could not find him, I finally stopped running around and stood at the doorway of the kitchen, not knowing what to do.
Aunt Lily came over and held my hand, leading me out from the kitchen. She led me to the small altar that had my dad photo on it, which in my hysterical state, I had missed out on.
When I saw his photo, I squatted down and broke down. I wept openly, blaming myself for not being around when he passed away. Finally after 20mins, I calmed down and Aunt led me to the sofa.
Wiping away my tears, I looked at her as she sat opposite me.
Me: why didn’t you inform me? WHY? Why couldn’t you let me see him one last time?
I did not sound too nice and was accusing her. However, she spoke softly and patiently to me.
Aunt: because I did not want you to feel the lost that I felt. Especially when you were inside all alone. It will be too much for you to bear. Knowing how much your dad loved you, I am very sure that he would not want me to do so as well if he was around.
I knew what she said was the truth, but I am suffering from my lost. The most important person in my life.
Me: Please tell me more……
She told me the whole incident. After she had done, I just looked down on the floor and kept quiet. I blamed myself for it. For getting myself into the stupid place for mixing with the wrong company. If I were around, I could have took care of dad properly.
Me: thanks Aunt.
I stood up.
Me: I be going off…. sorry for bothering you….and thanks for taking care of things for dad…..
She stood up as well and quickly put a hand on my forearm.
Aunt: where are you going?
Me: anywhere. Dad is no longer around and I guessed….
I looked at house. It was still the same décor as 7 years ago. Nothing had changed except the phone.
Me: …… he left the house to you…..
Aunt: No….. he left the house to us………
With her revelation, I was stunned. She tugged at my arm.
Aunt: come. Let me show you something….
She pulled me along to the bedroom.
Aunt: look. half the room is untouched. All your stuffs.
Earlier even though I had came into this room once, I did not noticed my stuffs as I was looking for dad’s. Now I saw the shelf, the cupboard and the study table was still my stuffs. It was as if the room had stuck in a time capsule and I was back 7 years in time.
Only thing is that the bed is no longer the same one, occupied by Mel and there was an additional cupboard which belongs to her.
Suddenly I remember the girl. I turned and look and she was sitting on the wooden armchair, eyeing me like a hawk.
Aunt: don’t worry about her. She is staying in the hostel and only back during the weekends. You can take the master room and she can sleep with me here when she is back.
Mel: MUM! NO! You should ask him to find another place!
I saw her stood up angrily.
Aunt: shut up. Half of this house belongs to Sam as well.
Mel: BUT…He is a convict! And a pedophile! I don’t feel safe with him around!
Suddenly Aunt pushed past me and before I could react, she slapped Mel on the face.
Aunt: Watch your words! Sam is acquitted! I don’t want to hear that nonsense from you again!
Mel clutches her face and stared at me. I could see tears rolling down her cheeks.
Mel: you had never hit me before! And you slap me because of this creep!
She pushed pass her mum and ran towards the room, not before standing in front of me and staring at me.
Mel : It’s all because of YOU!
She went into the master room and slammed the door. I stood there, not knowing what to say.
Aunt: ignore her. She is a spoilt brat sometimes.
Me: Aunt, I still don’t think I should stay. I believed Mel is your daughter?
Aunt: yes. But your dad would be angry if you did not stay here. WHy not I shift out instead?
She was not playing mind games, but I could tell that she was sincere enough.
Me: no….no… please…. ok…. I’ll stay… but can I have my old room instead? You and Mel would be more comfortable in the bigger room.
Aunt: ok…ok… whatever you says……
And she went to close the metal gate.
That set off the tone of the hate that Mel had for me.
From that day, she was seldom at home. Even during the weekends, she would stay in her hostel and would only be back once a week to accompany Aunt Lily for dinner on a Sunday. After that, she would make her way back to campus again.
Aunt Lily was very nice to me. She treated me like her own, getting breakfast and for me, before going to work and got dinner for me when she is back. She worked as an admin/clerk in some small local SME and even though her pay is meagre, she always left me some pocket money in my room before going to work. I had tried returning her, but each time, those amount would just snowball the next day. End up, I decided that I would save them up for her.
In the meantime, I am not doing nothing. I tried to look for jobs. First, I tried those companies that were willing to take fresh grad in my industry, but because of my record, no one hired me. After a while, I started to look for any jobs that would be willing to hire me. But all of the jobs were just part time jobs for only a few days.
I started looking for night jobs as well and finally got a job as a bouncer. They were not too concern about my history, but were happy at my build. At 1.75m, I weigh about 70kg of muscles, all thanks to the 7 years I had. The pay was not fantastic, but at least I started to get some income to help with the bills at home. My plan was to stay for a few months as I continue to look for a day job.
A few months became 1 year. In the club, I started to get to know people from all walks of life. Every night was a drinking day for me as I indulged myself into a 7 days week. Even with my average look, after a few drinks, I looked like Tom Cruise to any party goers. I had a few flings over the past year and of course had lost my virginity to someone whom I could not even remember her looks or name. Of course, I go for occasional tests and was glad I was still in the clean. I even had some offers from Tai-tai, but I rejected them nicely.
Mel by now had graduated. However, because I worked in the day and went out at night, she felt safe enough to shift back home. Over the 4 months that she had graduated, in fact, I did not see her face to face at all. Either she was sleeping or I was sleeping. She knew my waking time in the late afternoon and every time when I was about to wake, she would disappear from the house. And of course, we did not even communicate.
Aunt had been reminding me to get a day job as she was concerned about my health, but every time I just brushed her off. But this remained her main concern on a daily basis, worried about my safety and health.
Not long after, Mel managed to get a job in a company manufacturing chips. Aunt was of course elated when she broke the news to me. Again, I did not get to see her to congratulate her and even if I did, I am sure she would not appreciate my well wishes.
After a few months, I noticed from the laundry that her clothes had started to change. From the simple wear of jeans and Tshirt, there were more office wears now. Her undergarments also did not escaped me. From plain white cotton bras and panties, there were more lacy stuffs around as well. But because she was Aunt’s daughter and based on my history that weighs down heavily on my mentality, I did not meddle with those items.
I knew she worked very hard in her company and stayed on late hours in the office. Once in a blue moon, she had to travel with her boss as well. As far as I know from Aunt, she did not have the bandwidth to get into a relationship. Because of that, Aunt had been nagging at her at 2 things. One is the relationship part. The other is to try to get me a job in her company. But each time, she would patronize her mum, citing that there were no openings available.
After 1 year, because of her hard work and efforts, she was promoted to the post of a supervisory position, even though she started off as a fresh grad just the year before. In another 2 years, she was a manager. And finally in the 4th year at the very young age of 25, she was leading her department. Of course, she had the luck that all the previous person occupying the role had left the company on their own accord as the job was a stressful one. During this period of time, I had already changed clubs thrice for better pay. However, even though I had long acclimatized with my working environment, I still longed for a day job.
Just short of my 34th birthday, I knew my job was not sustainable and it was during this time that Aunt Lily had collapsed in the office and she was admitted to this hospital. As I visited Aunt, Mel was already sitting by Aunt’s bedside and it was the first time that I saw her since the first week almost 5 years ago. She had rushed down from work and was in her work clothes, back facing me. She turned and stood up as I entered the A ward.
Instead of the innocent school girl, what I saw was a beautiful woman in front of me. No longer was she wearing specs or have a pony tail. But a confident looking young lady with proper curves at the right place of her body. Her beige blazer cover her top, while her bottom was a matching pencil skirt just above her knees. Flawless legs followed ending with some 4 inch stilettoes that showed off her nicely red pedicured nails. Her shoulder length hair allowed to fall freely on her shoulders.
Mel: What took you so long?!
Me: sorry, I rushed down as fast as I could.
Mel: You took more than an hour!
Me: the traffic was bad and I could not get a cab.
Aunt Lily reached out and held Mel’s hand. I noticed the nails of her hands were of the same colour as well.
Aunt: It’s ok… Sam… don’t worry about it….
I started to walk over to Aunt’s bedside and Mel moved away to make room for me.
Me: are you fine? what did the doc say?
From behind me, some distance away, Mel replied.
Mel: Doc said that she is having a lung infection, and she did not even know it.
I turned around and face her frowning.
Me: You see Aunt every day. Didn’t you noticed that she was not feeling well?
Mel: I…. I…..
Aunt: ok…ok…. both of you…. cough…cough….
Mel immediately went over the opposite side of the bed.
Mel : ok…ok… don’t talk any more…. or you’ll start coughing again…..
I stared at her. In the day and in the evening, she could have known that Aunt was not feeling well, but she did not even bother about it. I was fuming. Aunt saw that and held my hand.
Aunt: she leaves very early and comes back very late for work. She didn’t know as well.
I kept quiet and Aunt turn to Mel.
Aunt: now…. can you get a job in your company for Sam? At least I will get to see him when he worked proper office hours?
Mel: but mum…. he….
Aunt: sssshhhh…… you had been living in the same house so many years. Did you ever find anything missing or out of place?
Mel bit her lips and shook her head slowly.
Mel: no… but still his histo…………
Aunt: I already told you many times…. do we have to go through this again? …. cough…. cough….
Mel: ok…ok…..
I poured some water for Aunt and she drank it.
Aunt : so can you get a job for him in your company?
Mel stared at me. If stares could kill a person, then this would be the time.
Aunt: how? ….. cough….cough….
Mel: ok… fine…. There is an opening….. oui…. send your resume to me…..
Aunt: good…… sam, remember to send her later.
Mel pushed me one of her cards without speaking to me.
And that was how I got a job in her company.
To the bros who up my points.
Please post here or I can’t return the points, cause you did not post in other threads as well.
Another bro who did not leave your name, thanks for the encouragement.
Aunt was discharged 1 week later. I also tendered my resignation to the club, but I felt an obligation to finish the notice period because my boss would need to get someone else to replace me.
As this was my first white-collar job, I only had few shirt and pants and went out on a buying spree.
During this time, I found out from Aunt that my job title is “Customer experience executive”. Fuck, I wonder what that means as the job responsibilities were not made clear to me. I only know that I am not sales but I need to deal with customers. For this whole month, I did not see Mel at home. The same routine continued.
I stopped work the Sunday before the day of my work. I was not sure if I could adapt the change in hours, but I had no choice. That Sunday after my work, I went out in the day, trying to stay awake throughout. By 6pm, I returned home after dinner and could not take it anymore and went to bed almost immediately.
The next morning, at 6am, I received a knock on my door. It was Aunt. She came to wake me up and passed me an Ang Pao for good luck sake. She asked me to wait for Mel, but I decided not to. Even though we were going to the same office, I did not waited for Mel as I am sure she would not want to fetch me to work. Of course, she had bought her own vehicle a while back and drives to work daily.
When I left home at 7am, she had just woken up.
My office was not far away, in Raffles place and I reached there at 7.30am. The place was quite deserted and I looked around the area for my breakfast before heading up to the office.
I arrived at 830am. This was my second time there as the first was to discuss my remuneration package with the HR. the receptionist was already there and I had heard her name is called Liz. I think she is about 27 or 28. I remembered she was pretty and petite, about 1.55m coupled with a sweet chirpy voice.
I walked up to her and looked down at her. She was wearing a black blazer, but inside, was a white blouse which show quite a bit of the top of her nice set of racks. She looked up at me.
Liz: Good morning.
Me: good morning Liz…
Liz: oh. you are the new guy right?
Me: yup.
Liz: welcome…. and have a seat there first. I will call the HR.
Me: thanks.
Liz: hope you have a good stay here.
She smiled sweetly as she picked up the phone and called. I would think that seeing this pretty young thing would make the first day at work good. But NO. Things were not pleasant as I hoped it to be.