My attempt at sharing my experiences...

[mentholfresh]

Originally Posted by EnigmaofSorrow

Well bro, there's really too much about Shirley to write as we have the longest history together, and even now we are living together.

I'll just share the rest first and see what else there is. Hope you understand.

Yes, I understand.

As I said before, I like the way you write, just write the way u want to.

U are doing very fine here...

[TamKorSang]

Enigma, my man...

Love your work here dude! Nearly woke my son up when I laughed reading your post...German Shephard called Mikey and Shitzu called Killer...man...that floored me.

Well I'm glad you're back. Hope your career in the army isn't too affected by the injury dude.

Keep writing! I'll keep reading.

Cheers!

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Thanks for the comments bros, here is the next update...

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So we headed to Tampines Mall or was it Century Square's GNC outlet. I
normally import my protein and mass gainers from overseas but I had
forgotten to do so this time around and had no choice but to purchase
grossly overpriced ones from GNC.

As I was browsing through their pathetic range, I received a SMS from
Charmaine.

C: Whr r u nw?

Me: Tamp, GNC, buy protein. Y?

C: With who?

Me: Classmate lor. Y?

C: Girl or guy?

I was contemplating saying it was a guy but decided against it.

Me: Girl. Y? Jealous ah?

C: No. Nvm.

And that as the last SMS from Charmaine.

So anyway, I had selected my protein and mass gainer from GNC, brought it to
the counter and tried to pay by NETS, my card kept getting declined.

Me: Damn.

N: What's up?

Me: Not sure.

Cashier: Sir, do you have a credit card or maybe you can go to the ATM?

Me: Ok.

The cashier held my purchase and I went to the ATM to see what was wrong.

Me: Fuck.

N: ?

Me: I don't have enough cash.

N: How much was your bill?

Me: It's $210. I only have $190.

N: Oh. Need me to pay for you first?

Me: Huh? No need la. I will buy one less item.

N: It's ok. I can use my supp card, at the same time can earn points. You
can pay me back when you have the cash.

Me: Serious? Really no need.

N: Really, it's ok. Take it that you owe me a favour.

Me: Erm, well, ok then.

And we went back to GNC to make payment using Nicole's credit card.

I want to say I was impressed but in actual fact I was not.

Having met the obscenely rich (Tanya), and the relatively well-to-do
(Charmaine), I suppose meeting another girl who had a supplementary card was
not such a big deal.

It did get me thinking, however, if I had committed such grave wrongs in my
previous life that my current one sucked.

Me: Thanks Nicole.

N: Don't mention it.

Me: I guess I'll be on my way then?

N: Do you have anything on?

Me: Not really. What do you want to do?

N: I don't know. I'm quite bored.

Me: I'll need to drop this off at home before I go out.

N: What? A big strong guy like you can't handle a few bottles of powder?

Nicole stroked my right bicep teasingly.

I felt something I had not felt in a long time. Something I did not feel
with Charmaine anymore. I cannot begin to describe the sensation. But it
felt good.

Me: Erm, yeah. I think I'll drop this off at home first.

N: Ok. Pass me your phone.

I did and she keyed in her contact.

N: Call me when you are ready.

[Bailout]

Thanks bro!

Look forward to more..

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I wondered if I should actually entertain the thought of going out with
another girl, especially since I was still with Charmaine. However, I felt a
sense of indebtedness to Nicole as she helped me out in my time of need, no
matter how insignificant it may seem.

My relationship with Charmaine was rocky at best. Maybe I wanted a breath of
fresh air, maybe I did not want to feel restrained.

After dropping my protein powder at home, I messaged Nicole.

Me: Hey, I'm home. Wanna meet?

N: Where?

Me: Do u play LAN?

At that point of time, I never thought that that was a stupid question to
ask a girl, much less how it would be construed.

N: LAN? Wat's LAN?

Me: Local Area Network. Gaming.

N: Oh. I thot u meant sth else...

Me: Er, wat?

N: Nvm. Wat game r u talking abt?

Me: Counter-strike. U carry a gun and shoot other ppl.

I tried to explain it as simply as I could.

N: K. Meet whr?

Me: U noe whr Katong Shopping Centre is? Meet dere?

N: K. Meet in 1 hr.

Me: Alright. Cya there.

For the first time in a long time, I actually fretted over what to wear. It
was not supposed to be a date, but somehow I felt the need to dress
appropriately. Should I wear a sleeveless top to show off my muscles? Or be
a little bit more decent and cover up? Would I need colonge or would
deodorant suffice? Lame thoughts like these ran through my mind as I decided
on a simple polo tee and berms.

My half-brother Andrew caught me as I was leaving the house.

A: Eh bro, what's with the perfume?

Me: What? It's colonge la.

A: New girl right?

Me: No la.

A: Where's the old one?

Me: Go study la small boy, don't disturb me.

I made my way to KSC via bus. One of my secondary schoolmates was working
part-time in a LAN shop there, and he usually let me play at a discounted
rate. Too bad he was not working on that day.

Anyway I still met Nicole at the appointed time, and OH MY GOD. I could
barely recognise her.

She was sitting on the railing next to the taxi stand, cigarette in hand.
But what in the world was she wearing? I could not stop staring.

No doubt she did not have a hot body like Tanya, or a toned athletic one
line Shirley, she still looked damn good.

She had let her hair down and was wearing what I know now as a sheer
halter-neck top and denim shorts that seemed non-existent. A far cry from
her below-the-knee skirt and loose blouse of her JC uniform. Her breasts,
while not impressive, were sheathed in something that was not even a bra, or
a bikini top, but some kind of cloth that merely covered the front and was
secured by a string (for curiosity's sake, anyone know what its called?)

Whatever she was wearing really accentuated her body. Lithe would be an
appropriate term I guess.

I imagined untying the two knots that protected her modesty. But damn, I was
still attached so that thought quickly vanished from my head. She waved me
over.

N: Hi.

Me: Oh my god, you are hot.

N: Yep. I know.

Me: Erm, ok.

Truthfully, Nicole was not hot in a typically hot kind of way, but the way
she exuded the confidence, coupled with her daring dress sense, she was
definitely hot in my book.

N: So where is the LAN?

Me: Inside.

My curiosity as killing me.

Me: So just now when you said you thought I meant something else, what did
you think I meant?

N: What do you mean?

Me: When I asked you if you wanted to play LAN.

N: Oh. That. Haha!

Me: What?

N: It's funny. You really shouldn't ask over SMS.

Me: Why?

N: Cos playing LAN sounds wrong. Especially if you don't explain it.

Me: Meaning?

N: Well, I could have thought you were a sick pervert...

Me: How?

N: You asked me to play with your... LAN... JIAO!

Me: Oh. Opps.

N: Funny right?

Me: Come to think of it, I suppose I could have been clearer...

N: Yeah! Imagine asking a girl you hardly know for sexual favours...

Me: Ya man... How embarrasing.

N: But it's just like you right?

Me: Huh?

N: You know... The things I"ve heard about you...

Me: What? Those are just rumours!

Damn, my reputation preceded me again.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

So anyway we went to the LAN shop, Asteroids Cyber, and played a couple
rounds of CS. Somehow, Nicole was a natural at the game, and even managed to
backstab me one round. It even got to the stage where we were on opposing
teams, playing with the other customers in the shop, and I had to screen her
to avoid losing.

She must have been cold, due to the air-conditioning in the shop, as I saw
her raisins poking through the thin material of her top. Try as I may, I
could not totally ignore the sexual thoughts entering my head.

Was I not physically satisfied enough with Charmaine? I really wondered.

She was the one who said she was bored, and technically asked me out. I knew
she wanted to talk to me about something. I guessed it probably had to do
with my inattentiveness and general lethargy in class and what not, and she
was merely being a concerned classmate.

Seriously, we really never talked to each other much before, and I wondered
where this would go.

After two hours of CS, we got bored and decided to leave.

As we left the LAN shop, I walked behind her, admiring the view. I caught a
glimpse of what appeared to be a tattoo on her left lower back, as with
every step she took, the high slit of her halter top moved, allowing me a
quick glance or her bare skin.

Fuck. What was wrong with me? Was I already starting to fantasise about my
classmate?

We headed along the footpath towards the stretch of famous $$$$$ stalls,
Nicole still slightly in front of me.

Suddenly, I felt like I was spiderman, spider senses tingling and all.

Actually it was just an idiot cyclist who was on the footpath, riding as
though he owned it.

Me: Nic, watch out!

She turned and caught sight of the cyclist who expected us to move out of
the way for him. She froze.

Instinctively, I wanted to push the cyclist off the pedestrian footpath, but
doing so would probably kill him as a car might run him over, so I did the
next best thing.

I reached forward and grabbed Nicole towards me, pulling her close. Her soft
boobs smashed against my chest. I tried to fight off any dirty thoughts and
shouted a few choice words at the departing cyclist.

Shaken, we broke off our forced embrace.

N: Thanks.

Me: Don't mention it.

Nicole appeared slightly flushed, and was walking unsteadily.

Me: Want to get a drink or something?

N: Alright. Where?

Me: How about Parkway? It's across the road.

N: Yeah I know.

We crossed the overhead bridge and cut through Roxy Square 1 and Roxy Square
2. As we approached the exit to the overhead bridge, Nicole stopped at the
tattoo shop just opposite the exit.

Me: Thinking of getting a tattoo?

N: Already have a few...

Me: Really?

N: Yeah. Want to see?

She turned around and showed me the tattoo on her left lower back. It was a
small tribal design.

Me: You said a few, where's the rest?

N: Nice try, but you won't get to see them.

Me: Hmm, they must be on your unmentionables.

N: What a way to put it...

She turned around to face me, raised her hand to her chest and pulled aside
her top and bra-like thingy aside slightly. I inhaled in anticipation.
Suddenly, she stopped.

N: Nope. Not gonna show you...

Damn. She was really flirting with me. Or was she not?

N: Let's go for a smoke.

And so we headed to the smoking point at the exit, next to the stairs.

[diputs1269]

Upz, please keep writing

[Maiguailan]

Me: So? You think you very big fuck ah?

They came closer. Truthfully, I was a little afraid, having no martial arts background. I could only rely on brute strength to defend myself if we came to blows. And it was three on one.

B2: You wait. I call my friends.

Me: Call la! I call my friends also. 995. See who more powerful.

B1: No need call la. He's only one person.

B3: Get the fuck out of here. Or else.

Me: Or else what?

B3: You fight us. Or we take your girl.

Now that was something I could not stand. Cowardice. I never expected such behaviour from JC guys, expecting them to be the studious, goody-two-shoes type. Charmaine tugged at my wrist again.

C: Don't. Let's just go.

I ignored her. It was not that I was itching for a fight, but these assholes needed to be taught a lesson.

Me: Come on you cowards.

The other girls suddenly seemed to wake up, and Cellulite and Butch went over to Charmaine to see if she was ok. They pulled her aside and spoke to her. Arrogant still seemed unperturbed by the situation, but at least she gave Charmaine some tissues to dry her eyes.

I was at a severe disadvantage, being half-naked, and facing three idiots, one of who was supposedly a karate exponent. I wondered how I was going to win this.

Seriously, it was alcohol and testosterone, and most likely, male ego that dominated the scene.

B3: You'll fight us one-on-one.

I decided to pretend for awhile that I was my favourite WWE superstar.

Me: Just bring it.[/QUOTE]

why 995? not 999 meh? LOL

[EnigmaofSorrow]

nice one bro maiguilan, you spotted a typo error.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

After our stick we headed across the bridge to Parkway Parade. The Starbucks
was relatively empty so we decided to go there. At that point of time, I did
not drink coffee at all, but did not have a choice, so I ordered a mocha
frappucino, as advised by Nicole, as it seemed to be the most "un-coffee"
like drink. Now, I'm a coffee addict who cannot start my day without a
kopi-o gao kosong.

As expected, Nicole was curious to know what happened to me in the past few
months. Usually, I am not a person who reveals much of my personal life to
anyone. This time around, somehow I felt that Nicole was someone I could
trust, despite not really knowing her. Her demeanour and friendliness put me
at ease, and soon I found myself telling her everything, including the
intimate details of my relationship with Charmaine, all over my first ever
cup of coffee.

She did not judge either of us, although I could tell she was kind of
shocked when I revealed the darker side of our relationship, especially the
sado-masochism, and unnatural sex. It probably helped that Nicole did not
know Charmaine, and thus would not have any pre-conceptions of her.

However, now Nicole really had a lot of things to blackmail me with if she
chose to.

But so far, almost 10 years on, none of the stuff I confided in her has come
out, except on this forum of course.

While we were chatting, I received a couple of SMSs from Charmaine asking
where I was but I chose not to reply. Nicole noticed this.

N: Girlfriend wondering where you are?

Me: Yeah. Don't bother about her.

N: I won't. But perhaps you should?

Me: Erm.

N: She is your girlfriend after all...

I tried to change the topic.

Me: Want another coffee?

She saw right through my plan.

N: Look, I'm in no position to judge, but it seems to me this girl is mad
about you.

Me: Mad is really appropriate.

Nicole slapped my hand.

N: Hey. Be nice.

I took out a cigarette and lit it, Nicole did the same.

N: I hope you are thinking about it.

Me: Huh? Thinking about?

Seriously, at a small corner of my mind, I was having lewd fantasies about
the girl sitting opposite me.

N: Your relationship. School. Your plans for the future.

Me: Hmmm.

N: Well?

Me: I'm thinking!

N: You are at a crossroad in your life. Whichever path you choose there will
be choices, decisions and consequences. Don't make a decision until you are
sure you can live with the consequences.

Me: That's profound.

N: Just weigh the options. At least you are still young, and you can learn
from the mistakes you make now so you don't repeat them.

I really thought about what she said. Just then, my phone beeped again. It
was another SMS from Charmaine.

C: U FUCKING BASTARD!! U SAID U ONLY BUY PROTEIN Y U STILL W HER?? DAT
SLUT!BITCH! I KILL HER!

Me: Oh great.

I looked around to see if there was a psychotic murderer hanging around the
place. True enough, Charmaine was nearby, and walking over to us with a
vengeance.

Me: Shit.

Nicole did not seem perturbed at all. She simply lit another stick.
Charmaine came right up to us. I stood up. She had a cup of coffee in her
hand.

Me: Hi babe, wanna join us?

C: BASTARD! HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME!

Me: Do what?

C: CHEAT ON ME!

Me: I didn't.

C: THEN WHY ARE YOU WITH THIS SKANKY WHORE?

N: Hey. Watch your language.

C: SHUT YOUR TRAP BITCH!

Me: Charmaine, get a grip on yourself. It's not what you think.

C: DON'T LIE TO ME!

[mentholfresh]

kan cheong liao... kan cheong liao...

[Helohelo]

U doing great, but you have not bonk her yet try to do oral sex

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Originally Posted by Helohelo

U doing great, but you have not bonk her yet try to do oral sex

Not everything is about the sex...

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Now was I in trouble or what?

Here was Charmaine, stark raving mad, for god knows what reason.

Was there anything seriously wrong with having coffee with a classmate? Or
was I seriously expected to wait hand and foot on a girl whose relationship
with me was slowly falling apart?

I mean, come on, it was not as though I was trading saliva with Nicole. Not
that the thought never crossed my mind.

All we were doing was having coffee, chatting about life in general, and
being as platonic as friends could be.

I wondered how Nicole could just sit there doing nothing, enjoying her
cigarette while my soon-to-be ex-girlfriend was stark raving mad and
creating an unnecessary scene at a public place.

Me: We were just talking.

C: TO THIS SLUT? LOOK AT HOW SHE'S DRESSED!!! SHE'S OBVIOUSLY TRYING TO
SEDUCE YOU!

I looked over at Nicole. Perhaps she was a little under-dressed. But
Singapore's weather in general is relatively humid, and there was really
nothing wrong with what she wore. It was not as if she was wearing a bikini
in public.

Me: Can you keep your voice down? You're making a scene.

C: FUCKING BASTARD!

I looked around at the rest of the patrons who appeared to be uninterested
in the little drama that was unfolding before their eyes. Nicole simply
stubbed out her stick and lit another.

C: BITCH! SAY SOMETHING!

Nicole smartly kept quiet. Not a very good move in my opinion.

C: YOU ADULTEROUS PAIR!

Me: Hey. Stop it. We aren't married, much less engaged. Stop making a fuss
over nothing.

C: THEN TELL ME WHY YOU DIDN'T REPLY TO MY SMS!

I pretended to check my phone.

Me: Opps. It's on silent mode. Now what?

C: YOU SLUTTY CUNT!

Charmaine then did the unimaginable. She turned to Nicole and threw the hot
cup of coffee towards her. I did what I could do as a gentleman.

I pushed Charmaine aside and attempted to intercept the coffee. Nicole froze
again, as she tended to do in dangerous situations.

Nice one. The coffee, while not boiling but still rather hot, hit my on my
neck and flowed down my back. Thank goodness I decided not to wear a
sleeveless t-shirt, otherwise I wonder how badly scalded I would have been.
At least I managed to shield Nicole from most of it, and only a bit of
coffee hit her arm and hand, amusingly extinguishing her cigarette.

Me: ARE YOU MAD?

This time, a few other patrons got up and came over, along with the manager.
A female patron pulled Charmaine to her feet and kept her away from us. A
male patron who identified himself as an off-duty cop came up to me.

Cop: Sir are you ok?

Me: I guess.

Apparently he was trained in first aid as well and he took a look at the
scald.

Cop: It looks pretty red, you might want to see a doctor.

Me: Ok.

Apparently, the female patron with him was also a cop and she was talking to
Charmaine.

Manager: Are you ok? Do you need an ambulance?

Me: I'm fine.

Cop: Do you want to make a report?

Me: No. It's ok. I don't want any trouble.

Cop: This can be classified as voluntarily causing hurt.

Me: No, I'm fine really.

The female cop brought Charmaine over.

Female Cop: I just informed her that she's being a Public Nuisance, and-

Me: She's not an adult. Let her go.

Cop: Sir, are you sure?

Me: Yes I'm sure.

I did not want any trouble for anyone. Or maybe the coffee somehow entered
my head and scalded my brain, but even at that point of time, I was thinking
that a police case might affect Charmaine's university studies. I turned to
her.

Me: Let's break up.

And she started crying, wailing in fact. In public. How embarrassing. While
this was happening, Nicole nonchalantly lit another stick, while wiping her
hand with a napkin.

C: I'M SORRY! DON'T LEAVE ME! I WASN'T THINKING STRAIGHT!

Me: It's too late. I've put up with you for quite awhile. You never
considered my feelings or what I was going through. Everything was you, you,
you.

C: I'M SORRY! IT WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN! I'LL CHANGE!

Me: I've made up my mind.

C: IT'S THIS SLUT RIGHT! YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH HER AREN'T YOU!

For the first time, Nicole spoke.

N: Oh get over yourself. If you don't appreciate a good thing and treasure
it, you are bound to lose it.

C: SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH! I'LL KILL YOU!

The female cop restrained Charmaine as she attempted to lunge at Nicole. I
turned to Nicole.

Me: Let's go.

We left Starbucks to screams of Charmaine threatening to kill me, Nicole
and herself. Come to think of it now, perhaps I should not have left her in
such circumstances. But what is done is done.

[waahaa]

dramatic