“So who is that boy dancing with you?”, asked Yohan slyly while examining her face for any visual clues that might betray her.
“Oh? That’s Alan. We are just friends and strictly friends. He is like a buddy of mine.” Said Rachel as she tried in vain to dismiss the question.
“Just friends? Doesn’t look like that to me while you were dancing with him.”, teased Yohan with a dry smirk on his face.
“Yes, we are just friends! Really!” Rachel exclaimed and at the same time shocked at her own sudden defensiveness.
“Ok ok, chill honey. So do you have a Boyfriend?”, Yohan probed further as he move his body subtly closer to her, trying to see how much of her personal space he could invade. So close she could smell his scent: Aftershave mixed with manly muskiness.
“Yea I do, but…” Rachel replied meekly as memories flood back into her mind.
“But what?”
“But it’s complicated. For one, he is overseas and we are kind of in an on-off relationship. Don’t really want to talk about it”. She said with a sigh and a sudden gloom emanated from her face as she tried to banish her thoughts away with a forced smile. Rachel wondered why she was sharing such intimate details with a guy she barely knew.
Realising that he had probed more than he bargained for, he tried to break the sombre mood with a joke.
“Bu the way, I love your top. But i think you are wearing it wrongly though.”, quipped Yohan.
“Oh? How so? “, Rachel asked with a quizzacle look as she subconsciously checked her outfit to make sure there was no wardrobe malfunction because that would be embarrassing.
“It’s better worn around your ankles, preferably in my bedroom.” Yohan said as he chuckled.
Rachel was taken aback by the audacity and directness of his off-Colour joke. In any normal circumstance, if a guy had tried to pull that pickup line on her, She would dismiss it as a pathetic attempt and would just excuse herself from his company promptly.
However she was shocked that she found herself bursting into laughter and giggling like a schoolgirl. She then jabbed him back with a “Nice try buddy but I have a Boyfriend already. Sorry to make you waste $3k.”
“Not at all my dearest, it’s a small price to get to know you. Just want to be friends, it’s not wrong to have friends right? Besides you have nothing to lose.”
Rolling her eyes, Rachel said:" Right… I am sure with your generosity shown earlier, you want to be more than just friends."
“Hahaha, you underestimate me, my dear. I think i am a lot older than you and money means little to me at this stage. I value all my friends, whether they are beneficial to me or not.”, He said as he winked mischievously at her to see if she caught onto his double-entendre and loving that his charm offensive made her blush even further.
“And again, you have nothing to lose…”, He stressed, loving the way his words were having an effect on her.
“except my clothes off course.” Rachel finished his sentence and shocked that she was rewarding his bad behaviour with such a suggestion. It’s almost as though she wanted it to happen. She looked into his blue eyes at her own reflection and could almost see herself naked in front of him. That dangerous thought made her shudder as she tried banish it away.
“Hahahaha! That’s a good start! Aren’t you gonna introduce me to the rest of your friends? Your friends are going to finish my bottles of expensive champagne without you. And can I get you a real drink? Your mocktail is a silly excuse for a drink.” He said while looking at her glass dismissively.
“Oh, I can’t really drink. I get drunk very easily.” She replied.
Unable to hide his sly smirk, Yohan’s head recorded that detail and the machinations in his head went into overdrive with that useful titbit of information.
“And my friends don’t know I am here, I just thought I should come over here and thank you personally for buying us those bottles.”
“So I am your little secret, eh? Haha, happy to be one. And you can keep me if you want to. That said, the pleasure is all mine and it could be yours too if you wish.” He said uncontrollably as he cannot contain his attraction to this little prey that he was toying but was also slipping through his fingers.
Blushing at his suggestive retorts, Rachel realized the time she spent in the VIP bar had gone on for far longer than she thought she would. Her friends would probably be worried about her. She fished out her phone from her purse and realized there was 3 missed calls and a message from Mandy “Where are you? Is everything okay?”
“I am sorry I gotta go, my friends are looking for me. It’s been nice talking to you! And am sorry I don’t think I can give you my number if that is your intention. Thanks again for the champagne”. She said rather apologetically.
“Honey, what I want is more than just your number. But seriously, I don’t want or need your number if you don’t wish to give it to me willingly. Again, you Nor I have nothing to lose. Just so you know, we are here all night but depends on how it goes we might be going to a very special party tonight. You are more than welcomed to join us. Actually it would be my honor if you could join us, I guruantee it would be an eye-opener for you” Yohan replied rather cryptically as he moved aside so she can bade farewell to his friends.
“Oh, one last thing. You have something on your shoulder.” Without seeking her permission, Yohan placed his open hand on her left shoulder and deftly inserted his fingers between her top and her bare shoulderblade. This action lifted her top upwards briefly before Rachel could move to stop him. The thin fabric became taut and it moved aside and snapped at her taped nipples like a guitar string being strummed. More shocked than outraged, she could not help feeling more turned on by his bold action as the fabric flicked at one of her most erogenous zones: Her nipples.
A small inaudible moan escaped her mouth and before she could say anything, Yohan slipped out his fingers from her shoulders and clasped between them was a golden embossed name card with only his name (Yohan Klauss) printed without any other details in large letterings. He held it in front of her face to her amazement at the trick he pulled for effect.
He flipped the card around and on it was written with a Gold marker pen:
To my dearest Rachel Gwee,
WHAT HAVE YOU GOT TO LOSE???
“How did you know my full name??? And how did you manage to write the card, we were talking the whole time! This so freaky”, Rachel exclaimed incredulously forgetting altogether that her clothes had been moved aside and giving him and his friends a generous view of the bare side of her ample bosom.
“Magic. And freaky is good, you should try it sometime.” he said as he winked at her mischievously and laughed at his own joke.
“Whatever…“Rachel baded them goodbye and quickly made her way down the stairs towards the common floor. It was only then that she realised that her heart was beating very fast and her clothes was in a disarray, exposing almost the side half of her left breast which spilled out of her top with her taped up nipple peeping slightly out. She rearrange her top back quickly to cover her essentials and she checked that her nipple tape was still in place. While checking, she can’t help but realise that her nipples were erect and straining painfully against the small tape that held her modesty together. With a sigh of pleasure she fastened back the rest of her top and quickly walked across the crowd to rejoin her friends.
Meanwhile Upstairs, Yohan and his friends clinked their glasses together and cheered.
“Gosh, that Friend of yours has some awesome racks for such a tiny Asian girl. Do you think they are real? Sorry pal, that trick usually gets the girl. It’s how we got you two right?” Derek remarked as he smirked at Nok and Pee who can only give him vacant bimbotic smiles.
“Well it’s too early to tell. Let’s just wait and see.”, Yohan replied as he sipped at his drink absent-mindedly and turned his gaze across the dancefloor towards the table where Rachel and her friends were at.
As Rachel reached back to her table she found her friends flanking Alan who was slumped back in his chair. His eyes were glazed and as it appears, he had drunk way more than he should.
“Rachel, where did you go? We were looking everywhere for you!!!”, snapped Beth who seemed exasperated with the turn of events.
“Oh, I am so sorry. I bumped into my Friend Billy from dorm. He is here with his pals. Was talking to them and didn’t realize you guys called. The music is just too loud. Let’s just go home, shall we? What the hell happened to Alan?” Rachel lied coolly as she looked sympathetically at Alan.
“He just came back and while waiting for you, he ordered 2 jugs of Long Island tea and downed it all by himself. Yea, I think it’s best we go home.” Mandy’s Boyfriend replied as he and the rest lifted a half-comatose Alan from his seat and proceeded to drag him across the dancefloor.
“How about your friend, Mr. Klauss?”, Beth asked sarcastically.
“It’s ok you know I am never interested in Angmohs right?”, Rachel replied, giving her usual refrain about white guys who try to hit on her.
“Unless of course they can speak mandarin and have large hands. Cos everyone know when you have large hands, you also have large…” A tiny voice inside her said snarkily and was silenced before it could finish when Alan started to moan out Rachel’s name over and over again. Embarrased at the scenario, the guys quickly moved him out of the club.
With much difficulty, they lumbered towards the side of Zion road and flagged down a cab. Beth and Lisa’s boyfriends dumped Alan onto the front seat with a plastic bag on his lap in case he throws up. As Rachel was going to enter the cab, Mandy gave her a disapproving look and said:" Rach, I think it’s best you either hitch a ride with either Lisa or Beth. We will make sure Alan gets home safely. He will have to pick up his car tomorrow."
“Okay.” Rachel said meekly as she looked at poor Alan with concern as they close the door and the cab drove off.
“Rach, it’s only 11 so we are going for supper first. Do you mind?” Beth’s Boyfriend said as they walked towards their cars.
“Naah, i think I will call it a night. Will take a cab back on my own.” Rachel replied as she walked briskly towards a parked taxi waiting at the side of the road.
“Please SMS us when you get back okay?”, Lisa said with genuine concern in her voice as they waved each other goodbye and Rachel nodded hastily.
As she got into the cab, she felt something in her pocket and realized it was Klauss’s card. Instinctively, she fished it out and scanned the card for a phone number or email address but there was none. There was no way or any chance to contact Yohan ever again after tonight’s encounter. The only thing on his card was his name and the words:
To my dearest Rachel Gwee,
WHAT HAVE YOU GOT TO LOSE???
The wordings seem to stare back at her ominously, gleaming in the darkness of the cab. The words stood out like a dare, a challenge, a dangerous provocation to taste the forbidden fruit. She felt the pit of her stomach starting to churn and brief memories of his large hands on her back and how he made her breathless started to stir within her, inflaming the embers of her loins.
“What is happening to me? Is this how lust feels like?” She wondered to herself.
“What the fuck?“She mumbled under her breath as she reluctantly tapped on the cab driver’s shoulder and said:” Uncle, I think I left something back at Zouk? Can turn around? Paiseh ah.”
“Yeah, you left your logic behind.” She heard the same little voice inside her say.
“Shut up, it’s none of your business.” She snapped back under her breath, silencing it.
“小姐，你说什么？”, the cab driver asked whimsically.
“Nothing Uncle, just U-turn back to Zouk.”
As the cab turned back, what was mere minutes felt like forever. All that time, she resolved to instruct the driver to turn back but for some reason she could not will herself to vocalise it.
As the cab turned back, what was mere minutes felt like forever. All that time, she resolved to instruct the driver to turn back but for some reason she could not will herself to vocalise it.
Before she knew it, the cab had pulled over back to the club. She paid the driver and stepped out into the hot and humid night air. A cool Breeze blew against her back as she felt drips of sweat flow down from her neck and pooling around the crevices of her cleavage, making her top stick against her bare skin.
The party has only begun to pick up as she saw the line snaking all the way back to the side of the road. She scanned her surroundings for her friends or familiar faces, hoping with all her might they did not return back to the club. When she realized the coast was clear, she walked double time towards the re-entry line, grateful that there was no one else in the line.
The thick-set Malay bouncer was at the door and he recognised her. His face broke into a lecherous grin as he said to her: “Back so fast Miss? I thought you left with your friends? I am sure Mr. Klauss would be Super happy to see you again.”, he said as his eyes lingered over her body a little bit too Long for her comfort as he scanned her mark on her arm with his UV flashlight. Eager to leave from his presence, Rachel sneaked into the crowds quickly without saying anything and made her way towards the VIP room.
She walked to the door and encountered the 2 VIP room bouncers again. This time they were no longer snarky but were a lot more cheerful.
“Hi Miss, you came earlier right. Which guest were you with?” The female bouncer asked while flipping through her clipboard.
“I am erm…with Mr. Klauss.”, Rachel said as she realized her voice was hoarse, with a lump in her throat and she crossed her arm impatiently as the bouncer flipped through her guest list.
“Aahhhh… You are WITH Mr. Klauss”, the weird inflection on the way the bouncer used the word “With” did not escape Rachel’s ear as she felt her stomach churn a little bit more.
As she entered the room, she spotted Yohan at the bar with his back towards her and he was accompanied by a handsome couple who she did not recognize. The guy, an Asian in his 20s had his arms around his Girlfriend, another Asian of similar age who had her hand outstretched to him with a wide smug on her face. Her Boyfriend on the hand was hysterically laughing away.
“Hahaha. You lose sucker! It’s time to pay up!”, she demanded as Yohan chuckled along with his signature booming voice.
Yohan then fished from the side of his coat, a stack of hundred dollar bills and laid it in the girl’s hand.
“Sure, don’t I at least get a kiss from your Girlfriend?”, he teased as he turned the side of his cheek towards the girl.
“Old man, for that kind of money you get two kisses!”, jabbed the Asian guy as both Him and his Girlfriend planted a kiss on each side of his face while Yohan laughed as they did so.
“Nice doing business with you!”, the girl said as they walked away towards her direction.
As they did so, Yohan turned around and almost choked on his drink. He was pleasantly surprised to see her come back as he had originally observed her leave with her friends.
He walked towards her and without saying a word, he scooped her by up the waist into his arms, taking her completely by surprise as he bear-hugged her. As he was much taller than her, her feet left the floor as he spun her around. Hugging her, he pressed his body against her and he could feel her full soft breasts crushed against his chest.
“You are back!”, he bellowed as she giggled in his arms. He whiffed her hair and smelled a tinge of lemongrass perfume and shampoo while her nostrils were assaulted with his manly scent and aftershave.
As he released her hold, her slid down his body and Rachel felt a large bump pressed against her belly.
“Oh Gosh, is that what I think it was?”, she thought to herself.
She looked up at his aged but handsome face and saw him smiling from grinning from ear to ear as he looked down her top onto her tantalising cleavage as she tried to look away in embarrassment. She could feel an unusual heat emanating to her extremities, to her ears and even to her nipples.
“Can I buy you a drink? A non-alcoholic one?”, he said as Nok and Pee saw Rachel returned and squealed in delight.
He turned to the PRC bartender, and covering his ear with one hand said: “给她一杯特别的Shirley Temple”, he said as he reached into his pocket, took out a red shiny tablet enclosed in a $100 bill and pressed it against the bartender hands discretely. He looked back, making sure Rachel was looking at Nok and Pee and not at the bar.
He threw the bartender a knowing look as he nodded in acknowledgement and placed the dollar bill in his pocket while slipping the small potent red pill between his fingers. He placed it inside his shaker before crushing it as stealthily as he could with a thin and long pestle and proceeded to make his drink.
Once it’s done, he emptied the contents into a cocktail glass and handed it to Yohan who then passed it over to Rachel.
Rachel looked at the glass suspiciously, hesitating to take a sip. Seeing this, Yohan assured her saying,“Honey this a mocktail, there is no alcohol inside. “如过你不相信我，你问他？”, as he gestured towards the bartender.
“美女，这是Shirley Temple, 里头是没放酒精的。” the bartender replied trying to look as honest as he could.
Assured, Rachel took a sip and could not taste any alcohol, the drink tasted sweet and tangy, and left a hint of almonds at the back of her tongue.
As the bartender saw her down the drink, he grinned as he thought to himself: “可是有春药。我看Yohan今晚有富了，找到一位绝世美人。别怪我送羊入虎口，要怪就怪你自己长得那么波 霸又穿的那么性感。”
Getting bored of talking to the girls with their limited vocbulary, Rachel then turned around to engage Yohan.
“I saw you give that young couple earlier a huge stack of cash. What’s up with that? " she asked inquisitively.
“Oh those 2? They are fellow regulars at this club. We were just playing a silly game and I lost the bet. That’s all”, Yohan remarked non-chalantly.
“That’s a lot of money! What did you guys bet on? Soccer? How much did you lose?”, probed Rachel, curious for his answer.
“$500. It’s a silly bet and if you should know I hate losing”, said Yohan with a sting of defeat in his voice.
“C’mon tell me. I want to know how you lost so much money.”, she probed further.
“Hahaha. Well, we were betting on the Color of his girlfriend’s undies.”, remarked Yohan as a naughty thought crept into his brain.
Fishing out another wade of cash and waving it at Rachel: “Here is $1K, what if I extend that bet to you!”, he said with a evil twinkle in his eyes.
Shocked at his proposition, Rachel said:“Hahaha, I am just a student! I don’t have that much cash on me anyway.”
“Hahaha, you don’t have to pay me anything. If I guess correctly, You just have to give me your panties if you lose!”, challenged Yohan as he waved the stack of cash in front of Rachel.
“Hell no buster! Hahaha, I am not taking off my panties for you!”, said Rachel as she look at the wad of cash.
“C’mon, what do you have to lose?”, teased Yohan mercilessly.
“My panties of course!”, said Rachel, half-jokingly and half turned on by his indecent proposal.