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Hosting a transit passenger
This happened very recently.
I was on the flight home from China and seated beside a single lady with ‘goodie-girl’ looks. I assumed she was a CMM. I was on the aisle seat while she sat in the middle. We did not talk because I was engrossed with the movie on my ipad. She was dozing on and off. Midway through the flight, the passenger on the window seat wanted to go to the toilet and both of us have to get up. While we were waiting for that passenger to return to the seat, we remained standing and that was how we started to make small chats. She speaks good English and told me she was making a transit flight to Australia for a free and easy holiday. She is from HK and traveling alone. She told me her connecting flight is next day (>12 hours later) and she needed to stay the night at the airport. For budget reasons, she decided not to book a hotel. She assumed Singapore is a safe place and she can simply sleep somewhere in the airport. She has no friends in Singapore to host her. Playing the gentleman, I gave her my handphone number and asked her to contact me if she needs help. She politely thanked me and gave me her facebook address to chat on messenger because her phone may be flat soon. I added her on Facebook once I touched down and we parted ways. That was almost midnight already. I went home, checked her photos on Facebook and found her cute. Then I got ready for bed and thought nothing about it after that. |
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Re: Hosting a transit passenger
I was asleep for not too long and I heard my handphone beep. She messaged me.
She: Asleep? Me: Who is this? She: Forget me already? We met on the plane a few hours ago. Me: Oh… have you found a place to sleep? She: No. Singapore airport is so busy. So many people and I feel weird lying down. Me: Ha ha… She : I have many hours here. I wish to spend the time experiencing the night life in Singapore. Will you be so kind to play host? Me: (In my mind, I was immediately thinking about the meeting I need to attend next morning. Feeling sleepy.) Ehhh… ok. But what do you like to do? Supper? Drinks? Or just drive around? She: Anything. I don’t want to waste my hours in the airport and not sleeping. To be continued…… |
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Re: Hosting a transit passenger
Build tent!!
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Re: Hosting a transit passenger
wow can't wait for it to get feisty!
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Re: Hosting a transit passenger
good start.. popcorns ready
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Re: Hosting a transit passenger
camping...
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I finally picked her up from airport and drove her to newton hawker centre for some local food. I got to know her much better during supper talk.
She is a Christian and had only one bf so far. She has been faithful to him for 3 years until she caught him two-timing her. They just broke up and that’s the reason why she is on this holiday. She was hurt. She just wanted to get out to start afresh and rediscover new life out there. She wants to move on. We ended supper at about 2am. I was scratching my head where to bring this new found friend. I had no ill intention at all at this time. It was her that suggested the casino. She won’t gamble but just wanted to take a look. When I paid the $100 to get in, she was surprised. I explained the rules for locals and she felt bad making me spend the money on her. I took out another $2000 to change into chips and that shocked her. She was on a budget trip and this is a lot of money to her. I smiled. We went to the baccarat table and I explained to her how to play the game. I jokingly told her if she brings me luck, half my winnings will be hers. She was ecstatic and made me cross fingers to seal the deal. Oops, I spoke too fast and I couldn’t back out. I never knew what luck she brought me until we started playing. The winning tables were very crowded. We were casually touching each other’s elbow and waist as we squeezed into some tables. I can smell her hair and sweet odour. Each time I win a bet, she high-five me. As I won more and more, and placed bigger bets, I can see her biting her lips with great nervousness. She was new to such excitement. I didn’t know when it happen but within 20 mins or so, she was already squeezing my hands in anticipation when the croupier deals the cards. Then there was one hand I wanted to place my ‘double-up’ bet on Banker. She jerked my hand and asked me to rethink. She thinks I should play smaller but I assured her it’s ok. She then say, if I really want to play this bet, she think I should buy Player. She gave no reasons except that she just felt it’s going to be a Player hand. I listened to her and I switched the bet to Player. I won that hand. Her suggestion prevented my loss and she was so excited she hugged me as she jumped up and down briefly. I felt her B cup breasts against my chest. I still did not think about getting sexual with her but i found her very cute. She is a decent girl afterall. To cut the long story short, I had won $6,000 after 30 mins of doubling up my bets. And then something happened …………………… Last edited by xperienced; 05-02-2014 at 03:09 AM. |
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Re: Hosting a transit passenger
camping for more
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Re: Hosting a transit passenger
What happened? Kancheong Kancheong... Camping for more...
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Double luck coming your way.
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And then something happened....
I was placing another big bet and she was nervously holding my arm. When I won, she excitedly jumped and turned around abruptly to hug me. At that same moment, she accidentally knocked the casino waitress serving coffee to another customer beside us. The cup of coffee spilled and stained her blouse very badly. A big patch of the coffee mark caused her white blouse to stick to her bra and made it very visible. It was a lacy bra and for the first time that night, I got slightly turned on. The waitress passed us some tissues to wipe the stains but it didn’t help. She wasn’t angry with the waitress. After all, it was her abrupt action that knocked the coffee. But she was very embarrassed with her bra being visible. She wanted to clean up properly before catching her next long flight to Australia. She: Is there somewhere I can wash up? Me: The toilet? She: I don’t think so. I need to take off my blouse to wash properly and then dry it. At least 1/3 of my blouse is stained. (She pouted so cutely my heart melted) Me: I can only think of the hotel upstairs. She: Shall we? Is it expensive? Me: Cost is not a problem. We won so much anyway. She: Use the money you promised to give me to book the room? I also wish to have a good rest before my long flight. Me: (Looked at my watch. It’s almost 4am.) Ok. Let’s go. We went to check in with my $8000+ winnings. Of course the room don't cost so much. But with the winnings, there is no pain booking the room for a few hours stay. By this time, my mind was calculating all the possibilities that may happen later. And then I realized something……. |
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cooool story. am camping and waiting for the next installment.
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Her "aunt" came along.
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Bro camping here for your next installment, cheers
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Re: Hosting a transit passenger
Standby with chips and root beer
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