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20-10-2012, 04:00 PM
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你问我为什么开始喝酒，而且每次都喝醉。
For those who knows this song would immediately understand what this story will be about. Based on a true story inspired by real events.
John opened his bank book and the balance was only $20. How would he live on for the rest of the month? He had spent / sent every penny he had on Pom. His fiancee. They had a house in Bangkok. And Pom was not working. He had a full time job and also he freelanced just to earn that extra bit of cash. He needed to feed his fiancee and also give allowance to his own parents as well. He knew this wasn't going to flourish. He knew she would not love him as much as he did. He knew that it was almost going to be one sided. He knew. But he just couldn't bear the thought of leaving. He knew the dark secrets lurking behind the walls. But he couldn't react. All he was thinking was she would reciprocate his feelings and change one day. It has been three years since he was 'married'. They held a wedding ceremony in Thailand but the worse part was he was the only Singaporean there. Whilst having the ceremony, Pom was only busy entertaining her own friends, leaving him sitting alone on the whole table. John didn't invite me to his wedding as I was puzzled. We were great buddies who shared everything with one another. John stopped coming to our gatherings. He was always having excuses either about work or suddenly having fever or some weird happenings until one night my phone beeped. John: Max. Can you come out for a while? Max: Ok. Where? John: Same old place. John lost so much weight. He picked up smoking and drinking and reeked heavily of alcohol. John: You are here. Sit. Max: You ok John? You looked bad. John: Bad? Hahahaha. Its an understatement. He said as he gulped the mug of beer down in one shot, he raised his hands for another. __________________________________________________ Erased Memories. If you could erase memories, would you? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=320941 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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20-10-2012, 10:53 PM
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Re: 你问我为什么开始喝酒，而且每次都喝醉。
He said as he gulped the mug of beer down in one shot, he raised his hands for another.
Me: Bro. You have enough already. Why are you drinking almost every night. It's not good for you. John: Bro. Do you have spare cash to lend me? $2000. I pay you back in installments ok? Me: Why do you need it? John: Don't ask. Can you help me? I nodded as I went to withdraw. John: Thanks bro. Me: You got to be truthful to me. What happened. We known each other for a long time buddy. I know something's wrong. The whole gang is concerned about you too. John took out a cigarette and inhaled deeply. He drank a sip of beer and sighed. The colorful flashlights beamed all over the thai disco. People were cheering, some whistling. Dancers were all over the bar top doing their erotic dance. Buddy Han (John's friend): See? Nice right? I tell you liao, places I bring you sure solid one. No horse run one. See the char bor here darn jude one. Han said as he smacked one of the ladies buttocks and looked at her lustfully. Buddy Eng: John come on la. Stop being a wussy. Be a man. Let's go. Bro H and me won't bring you fucked up place one. Relac lah bro. Relac. Chill dude. You know what is chill? John sat with his two buddies looking at the disco while Han and Eng looked everywhere, trying to see sexy pick ups. Han: Aiyo! Bring you here hor darn xian. You just sit there and do nothing? Bring you here waste my time leh. Han and Eng stood up and went to the dance floor. Their hands were so busy moving here and there, touching butts, squeezing breasts, talking to the thai girls they chanced upon. At the rear end John spotted a girl dancing by herself. Her hands were raised, holding on to a pole where she spread her legs, bend down to reveal her white panties. John's neck stretched as he watched. Her hands moved to her body in an '8' shaped motion sensually. John's eyes did not even blink as he stared. The girl seemed to notice him as her fingers pointed to him and gestured the hook sign. It was as John was floating. He smiled and walked towards her. Girl: Hi. John: Hi. Girl: First time here? John: Yes. Girl: My name Pom. John: John. Pom: Hi John. John: Hi Pom. Pom was disappointed towards the conversation as she said. Pom: Nice to see you John. John: Yeah. John didn't know how or what to say to her but he knew he fell in love with her at first sight. Pom was the girl of his dreams. Exotic with nice foxy eyes, pointed nose, pointed chin, perfectly cream skintone, thin lips, voluptuous body (might be at least a C), arching buttocks, long silky black hair, nice long nails and slender legs. The perfect girl to her. His eyes glued on her as she wandered off. Pom joined her friends at the other deck where they laughed after Pom said something to them. The group turned their heads to see John as they laughed. Then it was as if they were discussing something when Pom walked towards John. Pom: Hey is that your friends over there? John turned his head. Pom grabbed one of his hands and pushed it to her breasts. John jumped. It was the first time he touched someone's breasts. He turned around and heard the group laughing loudly. Pom: Pay me. You touched me. John: What? You were asking me a question if they were my buddies? Pom: They saw what you did to me. Are you going to pay? I will call the police if you don't do so. John panicked as he took out his wallet clumsily. Pom snatched it away, took a stack of notes and threw it back to him. Pom: This should be enough. She watched off with her buttocks purposely swinging left and right. And her friends cheered. __________________________________________________ Erased Memories. If you could erase memories, would you? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=320941 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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20-10-2012, 11:32 PM
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Re: 你问我为什么开始喝酒，而且每次都喝醉。
She watched off with her buttocks purposely swinging left and right. And her friends cheered.
Han and Eng returned to the seats with two ladies to find John gone. Han: Eh. Where's John. Eng: Mm zai la. How I know. John returned and sat on the sofa. Han: Wow where you go? Toilet is it? He patted John's shoulders. John: No. I saw the girl of my dreams. Han / Eng: Huh? Eng: Hey before that, you have couple of tens? John shook his head. Han: Wah lao eh. Don't tell me you didn't bring money out. We not your atm leh. You play for your drinks leh. Not me pay you know. Liddat I sure pok kai one. John: She took all my money. Han / Eng: What??? Who? John pointed at the direction but they disappeared. Han / Eng: You see gui is it? John scratched his head. He knew he wants to be back again to see her. Han: Haiya. I pay la. Jialat leh. Next time you come yourself hor. I not paying again. They took their own girls and checked into the hotel. John was thinking of Pom. And he was determined to know her. The next night he was back to the disco again. Not there. Again. Not there Days. Not there. But he still went almost everyday until he finally saw her. Pom looked at him. Pom: Hi. John: Hi Pom. Pom: Do I know you? John: Em. Pom: I asked if I know you. John: Well that time I took my money and.. Pom: Who took your money? Nutcase. John: Wait. Can I have you contact please? Pom: Nuts. She walked away. He was sad. He thought that Pom would have at least remembered him. John met Eng who stepped in. Eng: Wah so qiao see you here. John: I was looking for the girl I saw. Eng: Where? John pointed and Eng saw her. Eng: Bro. Forget it la. You won't stand a chance one. She the super ang pai here. And she's costly I tell you. Go find others la. Forget about her. John: But I want to know her. Eng: You really a pest leh. Ok la ok la. Log in to the portal tonight. I will give you the link. Then check her out. But let me tell you hor. Don't get involved in any love affairs. You cannot afford it one. Eng pat john's shoulders as he went in search of bonking chances. John went home and searched the internet. Eng has given him the thread link. XXXXX. $250/1 hour / 1 shot. Room and cd included. PM me for contact. He clicked and got her number. He texted her with the number he got from the web. Within seconds she returned. Pom: When / Time? John replied. Pom: Ok. No airplanes. __________________________________________________ Erased Memories. If you could erase memories, would you? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=320941 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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21-10-2012, 10:07 AM
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Bro, I have always loved your thread...keep up the good writings !!
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21-10-2012, 10:55 AM
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Re: 你问我为什么开始喝酒，而且每次都喝醉。
thai chicken bring u to heaven and if u do not have the determination, will fall from the sky and hurt yourself pain pain.
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21-10-2012, 04:16 PM
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Re: 你问我为什么开始喝酒，而且每次都喝醉。
Pom: Ok. No airplanes.
John reached her place earlier and waited. It was nestled in the distinct red area. A condominium. John texted Pom. She responded as she made her way down. In front of her she saw a man standing 1.8m, short hair, slightly pump man with small eyes. He was so familiar. Yes. The one she extorted. She looked at him in excitement yet disappointment. Pom: Its you. John: Hi. Pom was wearing a black see through nightgown as she brought him in. Pom: Pay me the money first. John did so obediently. Pom: Take off your clothes and go for a bath. She did not lead him into the bathroom. John turned and closed the door while he bathed. When he came out, Pom was already on the bed naked with her legs spread out in a M shape. She had a nice curvy body. Her hair was tied up for John to have a better look at her body. The all natural C cups hung down with a middle sized hazel nipples with a mole on her left breast. There was a tinge of tribal tattoo on her naval. Her bush was shaved leaving only a small rectangle. John had an instant hardon. Pom signaled him to sit beside the bed as he did so like a puppet. She crawled towards him and her eyes seemed to devour his every soul into her. She was at his back where her breasts was nicely tugged to his neck as she worked her fingers, massaging his head in a circular outward motion. Her strength was just adequate, nearly making him sleep instantly. As her fingers moved downwards, she squeezed his flabby chest and knitted while her lips was licking and tickling his ears. She then shook her breasts to 'massage' his neck by hitting it as though he was sitting on a massage chair. John was so aroused he nearly ejected on the spot. Yes. It was his 1st time. He had neither fall in love before and sex too. Her hands moved to his shaft as she stroke it gently. Before she could carry it further, John held her hand. John: Pom, can we talk? I sincerely want to make friends with you. But not this way. I have never been in love before nor have I had sex before. But the first time I met you, its as if I have known you for so long. Maybe we met each other in our previous life before. I'm not joking. I'm actually not here to do it with you. I believe that a good sex, both must have feelings for each other. You have a great body. I must admit that I really want to touch you, lick you. But I can't bring myself to do it. *Pom: Who is he? A teenager locked in the olden days when my grandpa was still a child? He's so longwinded and so old fashioned. So boring. I bet he can't even perform. Oh well. Since he paid then just put on a show for him.* Pom covered her breasts and tried to weep. Pom: You think I want to do this? I have to support my parents and siblings. I am the sole supporter in the family. My dad is too old to work, my mother has terminal illness and needs a large amount of money for her hospital fees. My other siblings are still young and they need to pay for their school fees. I come from a poor village. I have no money to study and all I speak is all self taught. I've been here about 2 years. I have no choice. This was the fastest way to earn money. I know you will despise me but I really have no choice. Pom cried till her make up was all smudged. John: I'm so sorry to hear that. It must be so tiring everyday to face different people. Here, take a good rest ok? Sleep. I will wake you up in 30 mins? *Pom: Stupid* Pom: Yes it is. Some of them are so rough. It's painful. She broke into tears again. John hugged her in comfort as she returned the embrace. John: Let me know you better can I? Pom nodded her head in response as she wiped her tears with her fingers. She rested her head on John's lap. Pom: Thank you John. John: You know my name? Pom: Yes John. I was too attracted to you the first time I saw you. You took my heart away. I've never had this feeling for a long time John. I think the same, it feels like we were together in our previous life too. Pom felt like puking with the words she uttered. John: Really? Wow. It must be fate that has brought us together. Pom nodded. Pom: Don't waste your money. Maybe let me do a handjob for you ok? John nodded. Pom: Now close up eyes and think what we were in our previous life. And how we met. John closed his eyes and imagined. He was smiling happily. Pom stroked his dick with one hand whilst watching her fingernails for traces of dirt. She looked at her own room in disgust as she whispered softly. Pom: Previous life? Don;t make me puke. With you? Never. John opened his eyes. "Did you say anything?" Pom: No. Nothing John. I was trying to recall what we did in out previous life. You recall anything? John shook his head and closed his eyes. He fantasized. Within minutes he unloaded and it shot onto her face. She got a little irritated. John: Sorry I didn't mean it. Pom replied with her eyes closed. Pom: It's fine. Only for you. She stood up and made her way to the shower room, closed the door and cursed. She threw the deposits on the sink and spat. Ugly toad wants to eat a swan? She puked. Washed up and dripped some eye-mo. She came out from the toilet with tears. Pom: John, does it mean you will never visit me again? John: I will. Don't worry. Pom: Next week? John: Ok I will. Pom hugged him and gave a sinister smile. *Got ya* __________________________________________________ Erased Memories. If you could erase memories, would you? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=320941 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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21-10-2012, 06:01 PM
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Re: 你问我为什么开始喝酒，而且每次都喝醉。
Bro, so many years I am lurker here and for your contributions, I really want to add you points but don't know how. Ahahaha..
But keep up the good works, you are truly a born literacy writer. Can consider writing a novel about practically anything, sex, suspense, murder, ghosts, etc. But must remember to author it under Coffeecans, I believe alot of brudders here will support you fully. Cheers.
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21-10-2012, 10:22 PM
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Re: 你问我为什么开始喝酒，而且每次都喝醉。
John went home happily with the thought that he had Pom's number. He was in high spirits.
*Yes. Pom has the same feelings that I have. Does the previous life really had a part in this?* He pondered as smiles was all over him. John and his buddies arranged for a game of basketball. Eng: How? You upped her? John: Er. No. She did a HJ for me. Eng: Wah lau EH BROTHER. $250 and you came back with a HJ? You really really win liao lo. You majiam pay buffet then go and drink one cup of coffee only. You gan wu lui right? If have then gimme some leh. John: You don't understand bro. She so poor thing. Her family. Her mum has terminal illness and she needs a large amount of money for the hospital fees. Han: KNN you cock. Every 'lady' says the same thing. Father crippled / mother here pain there pain. Listen to me bro. Heed our advise. Once is enough. Else you sure suffer one. If you were to do this, then how many ladies can you help? Hand and Eng look at each other and shook their heads. But John wasn't listening. He was determined to help. He told that he would make a difference. He thought that Pom had feelings for him and the feeling was mutual. John texted Pom. John: Hope you are feeling ok. Can I see you maybe tomorrow? Pom: Of course. What time? John: Say about 5pm? Pom: Sure thing. See you ok? John: See you too. It has been less than 3 days and John's 2nd visit. It rained and Pom saw him getting out of the cab, rushed over, taking an umbrella to shelter him. Pom: Go have a hot shower. Don't catch a cold. John: Here's some local tim sum. Was afraid you will be hungry. Pom: Ohh. You are so sweet. She leaned towards John and gave him a kiss. He floated as though he was made of helium. He showered halfway when Pom rushed in. The gush of water sprayed on both their bodies as Pom pumped some shower foam and massaged John's back. Her nipples were hard and brushing on his back. She squeezed John's buttocks and touched his balls. John's dick erected. Pom took his hands and placed it near her vagina, gesturing for him to finger her. He did so slowly as Pom's legs automatically widened for his fingers. Pom: Emmm... hmmm.. mmmm.. Her hands went in front and stroked John's dick from behind. John loved this position as he arched back. Pom slowly kissed him and they frenched for the first time. They dried each other as Pom pushed John to the bed, and kissed him furiously all over before capping him to give him a blowjob. To John it was the best moment of his life. John: Pom...I.... Pom: Yes John? John: Pom... I think I... John's dick was wholly inside her mouth as her eyes was trying to speak "Yes?" John: I love you. Pom immediately choked. John: Is everything alright? Pom nodded as she forced a smile. Pom: I love you too John. (*Right as her toenails crossed*) John was in cloud nine. *Finally I'm in love. John exclaimed* __________________________________________________ Erased Memories. If you could erase memories, would you? http://sbfsg.agency/showthread.php?t=320941 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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22-10-2012, 12:25 AM
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Re: 你问我为什么开始喝酒，而且每次都喝醉。
Camping for more.
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22-10-2012, 12:59 AM
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Re: 你问我为什么开始喝酒，而且每次都喝醉。
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22-10-2012, 10:27 AM
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Re: 你问我为什么开始喝酒，而且每次都喝醉。
Autobiography of a Robert
authored by Coffeecans revised edition 2012 first edition 1970 (all sorts of robert edition by local men) if any bro find this scene kinda familiar, pls autograph here signed, robert XXX (ur name)
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