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17-10-2012, 09:03 PM
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Hi bro, think i spotted one mistake, given that gan got her first time, i suppose the hymen will nit be there anymore right?
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17-10-2012, 09:15 PM
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*If I find the culprits I swear I will skin you alive and make your life a living hell!*
There was a meeting in the station about Cynthia's case. The identity of the culprits surfaced and photos were published. Officer in charge: Sergeant Gan. You are taken off this mission just in case. And I order you to take a month off until this case is closed. I stared at him as he left the room. __________________________________________________ A Long Awaited Affinity Do you believe in Fate? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=319312 The Promise. What would you do? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=317932 Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=302329 Last edited by Coffeecans; 17-10-2012 at 09:26 PM.
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17-10-2012, 09:53 PM
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I stared at him as he left the room.
I knocked on my officer's door as he nodded his head for me to enter. Me: Sir. I'm confident I will not stray from the mission Sir. We are law enforcers and I believe in the law. Sir. Please allow me to take part in this. OIC: Gan. I believe in you after seeing you grow these years. But personal emotions tend to flood your mind no matter how many times you say you will be just. I've seen many mates behind bars. I cannot do that. You will let your emotions cloud your vision Gan. Listen to me. Go spend time with Cynthia. Right now she needs someone close to support and wipe away the painful past. Now if you surrender your pistol. Me: Yes Sir. I reluctantly took it and gave it to my officer and left. The scenes of Cynthia being violated, beaten and tortured flooded my dreams. I couldn't brush them off. Stretched to my side table and saw the frame with Cynthia and I. My officer was right. I should spend more time with Cynthia and help her recover from the trauma. There she was looking outside the window again. Me: Hi. Cynthia: Hi. Suddenly it seemed as I was a stranger to her. Me: How are you feeling today? Cynthia: I'm good. And... who may you be? I froze. __________________________________________________ A Long Awaited Affinity Do you believe in Fate? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=319312 The Promise. What would you do? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=317932 Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=302329
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17-10-2012, 10:10 PM
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Cynthia: I'm good. And... who may you be?
I froze. A tap on my shoulder and a familiar voice. She's suffering from repressed memory, which is a form of amnesia. Repressed memory refers to the inability to recall information, usually about stressful or traumatic events in persons' lives, such as a violent attack or disaster. The memory is stored in long term memory, but access to it is impaired because of psychological defense mechanisms. Persons retain the capacity to learn new information and there may be some later partial or complete recovery of memory. This contrasts with e.g. anterograde amnesia caused by amnestics such as benzodiazepines or alcohol, where an experience was prevented from being transferred from temporary to permanent memory storage: it will never be recovered, because it was never stored in the first place. Formerly known as "Psychogenic Amnesia". She was Charlotte, Cynthia's elder sister. Charlotte: Poor her have to go through all these. Me: What exactly happened after we broke off? Charlotte: You really want to hear it? I nodded. Charlotte: Ok. Let's talk at the cafeteria. __________________________________________________ A Long Awaited Affinity Do you believe in Fate? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=319312 The Promise. What would you do? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=317932 Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=302329
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17-10-2012, 10:40 PM
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My camp fire is ready, I am starting a BBQ pit, lets make some chicken wings and satay
Pop corn? Kacang Puteh? That's a little snack for a short movie. I am ready to stay in my hut to await the full 200 episode tv series. 
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18-10-2012, 12:45 AM
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Charlotte: Ok. Let's talk at the cafeteria.
Charlotte: Tell me what you recall that day. I hurried back to see Cynthia after the 1st year in my NS. There were so much I wanted to tell her. About how I'm planning for the future with her. About her moving in with me. About practically everything. Went home washed up and dressed up. Flowers. Check. Hair. Check. Money. Check. Perfume. Check. All ready to go. Quickly took a cab to her place. Funnily halfway through the journey it started to pour heavily. Upon reaching her place I could hear her voice somewhere near the void deck. Cynthia: Haha..stop it Daryl. It's ticklish... hahahhaa.. stop that. The Cynthia I knew became different. Her hair was dyed red with streak of blonde highlights. Her dressing changed. And she smoked. The moment she spotted me she paused and looked at me. Daryl stepped out. Daryl: Ooi Xiao eh. What you looking at? You looking at Lim Bei eh char bor is it? I'm going to gorge your eyes out. Kuasimi? Nabei you ccb. Cynthia interrupted. Cynthia: We are through Gan. I've fallen for Daryl already. There wasn't a sense of hesitation in her eyes. It was cold and definite. Daryl: Eh! You hear that or not? You cb kia. Cynthia si wa eh. She ditch you liao la. Stay there for what? Scram la. Need me to put red carpet is it. Flowers for what? He took the flowers and threw it to the floor. My fist clenched tight at the very sight of that uncouth bastard. Daryl: What? Buey song is it? Come la. Hit me la. You sure bo ji one. You know limpeh is who or not? Limpeh is... Without letting him finish, I punched him straight in his face and he fell to the ground. I was well trained in body combat in the police school and I wanted to beat him to a pulp when a slap came, knocking me to my senses. Cynthia: Don't you get it Gan? It's over. I chose him over you. You are nothing but a boring person. Everytime we go out we do the same things. I'm tired. I guess we are just not meant to be. Leave. LEAVE NOW! Daryl: Ya la. Siam la. People say liao still stick like glue. Pui. There wasn't any tears in Cynthia at all. The feeling was just not there anymore. Cynthia has changed. My heart sank as I walked in the heavy rain. Our 6th anniversary became our last. __________________________________________________ A Long Awaited Affinity Do you believe in Fate? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=319312 The Promise. What would you do? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=317932 Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=302329
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18-10-2012, 01:14 AM
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Our 6th anniversary became our last.
Buddy: Eh Buddy Gan? How your weekend? Shiok bo? Did you do that thing with your 'wife'? Did you did you? Me: SHUT THE FUCK UP! Buddy: You ok bro? We are buddies. Tell me what happened? Me: LEAVE ME ALONE. FUCK OFF! Buddy: Ok ok. Chill bro. Chill. From the entire week I didn't talk. All I wanted was to forget what happened. So I placed all my focus on training. Be it weekend duties or whatsoever, I volunteered to do them all. To keep me busy. I didn't want to go home. To make sure I couldn't book out, I purposely hit my buddy or get into fights unnecessary to make sure I was the highlight. Of course being a regular it was not something to be proud of, but I had to find a way to drown myself. Soon my body collapsed due to the lack of sleep and pressure I put on myself. I was sent to the hospital. My parents came and saw the plight that I was in. Their hearts broke to see how frail and thin I have become. I started to become an introvert. Locking every single thing in my heart. My parents notified Cynthia but she did not even bother to pick up or react at all. Cynthia changed her number and we practically lost touch totally. __________________________________________________ A Long Awaited Affinity Do you believe in Fate? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=319312 The Promise. What would you do? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=317932 Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=302329
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18-10-2012, 01:29 AM
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Cynthia changed her number and we practically lost touch totally.
Charlotte took the teaspoon out after stirring her coffee and took a small sip before putting down the cup. She signed. Charlotte: Cynthia was constantly abused by Daryl. She spent every night crying by herself in the room. Nobody knew what was going on, until one day I saw her changing. The scars on her was unbelievable. I couldn't take it and opened the door to confront her. Good heavens? What happened to you sis? Why is your back full of scars? Cynthia: It's nothing sis. Don't worry about me. Charlotte: What do you mean don't worry. Look at the scars. My god! Is it Daryl? Why did he do this to you? Cynthia broke down: Ever since he saw Gan, he has been beating me everytime he likes, calling me a slut. I wanted so much to get away from him sis. But... I can't. Charlotte: Why can't you? God just leave him. Cynthia: There was this one night he drugged my drink. And he raped me. Took photos and threatened to publish it if I break up with him. Sis I'm scared. His requests are getting out of hand. I feel so dirty. Can I just die? It may be easier for me. Charlotte: Don't be stupid sis. I will stand up for you. Cynthia: No no. He is capable of anything. I don't you to come to any harm. I will find a way sis. Don't worry about me. Charlotte looked out of the cafe's window: Gan. You wouldn't want to know how Daryl treated her for the past year. You wouldn't want to know. __________________________________________________ A Long Awaited Affinity Do you believe in Fate? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=319312 The Promise. What would you do? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=317932 Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=302329
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18-10-2012, 07:16 AM
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I want to know I want to know!
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18-10-2012, 07:48 AM
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Camping here with koi bubble tea and prima deli waffle.. Maybe need a buffet spread to match the depth and hopefully long length of story
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18-10-2012, 10:39 AM
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Charlotte looked out of the cafe's window: Gan. You wouldn't want to know how Daryl treated her for the past year. You wouldn't want to know.
Daryl was always with his gang of 5. 3 guys and 2 girls namely Brad, Heng, Peach and Leng. Daryl's hairstyle never failed to be the spotlight and whilst people were always looking at his hair, he thought he was so cool but he merely looked like a bloody fool. Brad was bald, fat and short and his shirt never failed to look as though they were going to burst anytime. He always wore suspenders to prevent his pants from dropping. Heng was the tall and better looking one. He had a great body with a nicely carved 6 packs and he was always the flirt. Countless girls were drooling over him. Peach was the typical lian with bombastic blonde coloured permed hair, standing around 1.55m, 60kg with a big C cuppers. Someone who makes a scene out of everything. Leng was the more quiet and thinker. Short 'executive' like hair standing at 1.65m, 45kg. She was slim and beautiful with a nice pair of small B cups. You would wonder why this intelligent lady was sticking to this useless bunch. Daryl saw Cynthia and attempted to show off to his gang that he could get her. Daryl: Wei, chiobu. Wana go out with me? Cynthia: Go away. Daryl: Ooi. Don't liddat la. My gang looking at me leh. I cannot lose face one. I the leader of them leh. See? I lead them. No matter what situation. I the best. They all listen to me like I'm their boss. Hows that? Macho or not. Come la go out with me. Cynthia: With the likes of you? Dream on. My boyfriend is so much better than you. You shallow piece of beefcake. Daryl: Ooi. Simi si beefcake? Don't think your ang mo good can hao lian hor. I tell you I come from the 783 gang hor. See the dragon or not. Wait it will bite you ah. How? You wana go out with me or not? Cynthia just turned and walked off. This made Daryl lose face and there he shouted in the campus. Daryl: You bloody cb. Think who you are ah? Please la. This kind of girl you think I want? Pui. Majiam flower on cow dung. You are the dung. I tell you. You dunno who I am is it. Limpeh si Daryl leh. Limpeh gan tua liap one. Limpeh.. Cynthia put on her earpiece and blasted music. Seeing that he make a fool out of himself with the people staring at him, he grumbled and returned to his friends. Daryl: KNNBCCB. Who she think she is? Pui. Leng: Why you want her when you got both Peach and me? Daryl: Aiyah the more the mer-li-ear ma. Leng tonight we go sio kan ok? Come my house. Leng: Ok set la. What you want me to wear? Daryl: Of course the nurse one la. Daryl torn off Leng's uniform in the night to reveal the pink bra with heavily laced textures. He tied her hands and told her to keep quiet. Took out the scissors and cut open her bra. It snapped and her breasts popped. Daryl: How this feeling? Good right? I learnt it from the ja-pun people one. Never knew it feel so shiok la. His finger twitched Leng's brown nipples and pulled them hard. Leng's body arched in pain. Leng: Tia Daryl. (Pain) Daryl took out his pair of underwear and stuffed her mouth while he continued his ecstacy. He moved down to her matching pink panties, and cut them using the scissors. It snapped immediately, revealing a fine bush that doesn't shout much. He got out of bed and took candles. Lighted them and wax dripped onto Leng's body she struggled in pain. Daryl: How does it feel like you pu bor. Reject me somemore la you cb. I swear I gonna make you mine you pua cb. After playing enough, he took off his pants and entered Leng forcefully. Her eyes opened wide as he rammed himself violently. Pulling her hair, slapping her face. Luckily Daryl wasn't that good in bed. Within 5 minutes, he cummed onto Leng's stomach. Daryl: Song bo? Exciting right? I'm good yea? Limpeh si Hitman leh. The best there is and the best there ever will be. Limpeh si the excellence of execution. Of course thats why you love me right? He turned and went to his bathroom to shower. Leng struggled as she was still tied up. __________________________________________________ A Long Awaited Affinity Do you believe in Fate? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=319312 The Promise. What would you do? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=317932 Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=302329
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18-10-2012, 10:57 AM
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Leng struggled as she was still tied up.
Daryl came out from the shower room to see Leng on the bed. Daryl: Ooi. Why you don't want come down? You want me in you again is it? Leng shook her head and her eyes was signaling the rope. Daryl: Aiya why never tell me. Her eyes signaled bottom the piece of underwear he put on her. Leng gasped for breath. Then Daryl shouted. Daryl: Ho sey liao la. Limpeh know how to get her liao. He called Brad and Heng out for supper with Peach and Leng. Daryl: Ooi my team. Limpeh got sibei good idea liao leh. That Cin-tia sure become my property one. He spoke about the plan and Brad's and Heng's eyes glittered. Leng wasn't too comfortable with this. She stood up. Leng: Leave me out of this. I want not participation in this. Peach wanted to be part of this action. Peach: Show this cb our power. Leng walked off with tears streaking down. She remembered clearly her story of how she fell victim to Daryl. She had no choice but to be with him as he knew her secrets. Leng went home and spent nearly 2 hours washing herself. She scrubbed until her skin turned red. *One day you will pay for what you have done Daryl. I promise you I'll pay you back ten times what you did to me.* She stared herself in the mirror and drew a cross on the condensed part. __________________________________________________ A Long Awaited Affinity Do you believe in Fate? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=319312 The Promise. What would you do? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=317932 Enough is enough. The 3 years of hell. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=314480 Steamy Windows. Aromatically erotic. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313807 Days with Jean. Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=313013 What are words. Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=310476 The Floral Top. An unexpected sexual awakening. http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=302329
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