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Re: Love-Hate-Betrayal-Regret
No time/mood to write....
I am omnipresent.
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Curious lala, could you put him in the mood please? We need updates.
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EoS... Don't no mood to write lehhh.... T_T
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Greeting EOS,
Hope all is well on your end, and will still continue to support your story. Please find your writing hand soon again Regards Curious79
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find it amusing how 32 pages into this thread and the two main leads are still virgins lmao. anyways hopefully TS will return with an update soon
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i don't think i can be his mood booster.. my booster level is 1 only leh.. he probably need level 10
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Judging from your display pic, I think you're level 12
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Jane's Mom: Hello? Jane is in the shower- Hello? Hello?
All she heard was the click of the person on the other line hanging up. JM: What a strange fellow. I suspect it's Alex. Jane's Dad: Alex? What happened to him? Haven't heard Jane mention him for a long time. JM: Oh you know these teenagers... Tears streamed down Jane's face as she pressed her ear against the bathroom door. She wanted to be with Alex so badly. Yet, she could not bring herself to talk to him. She shivered as she toweled herself dry, trembling as the soft fabric brushed against her hardened nipples. She wondered why she shaved. Alex stared at the phone for the longest time. He was in no shortage of pussy. Yet all he could think of was Jane. He considered his options. Karen was waiting for him at home. She was alone again. Jessica too. Could he survive another night of non-penetrative sex? Or would he give in to his baser desires? On an added note, he did have track and field training the next day, and who knew what Brenda had in store for him. He dug through his pockets and peered at the napkin. Sighing, he dialed the number. Christine nearly jumped when her phone rang. C: Hello? Alex? What's up? A: I feel out of sorts and I think I need an older person to talk to. C: Oh? We could go for a coffee? When? A: How about now? C: Hmmm.. I'm in the midst of grading assignments but sure. She was lying through her teeth. Her fingers were absentmindedly caressing her ample breasts. A: Oh. I guess I won't disturb you. C: Nah. It's fine. You wanna come over and wait for me? A: Ok. She gave him her address and immediately leapt up from the sofa and rushed to the washroom. She needed to prepare for his arrival. Alex headed over to Jessica's place to apologise for making her wait and told her that their chill out session would have to wait. He then popped by Karen's place to tell her that he would not be staying over. She appeared kind of disappointed but tried her very best to hide it. He walked to the main road and hailed a cab to Christine's condo. Christine rummaged through her wardrobe to find something sexy yet unassuming before settling on an oversized T-shirt and shorts. She decided against undergarments. It was her home anyway, he had no say on what she could or could not wear. Alex arrived barely twenty minutes later. Christine had laid out some papers and random books on her dining table and was pretending to mark. A: Hey. C: Come in! Do have a seat. She stretched and pretended to tie her hair, showing him glimpses of the curvaceous boobs that lay beneath her T-shirt. Alex did not even notice. C: So what's up? A: I don't know. I just feel weird. C: Tell me about it. I should be out relaxing instead of marking. A: You sure I'm not bothering you? C: I've got nothing better to do anyway. A: Can I seek your opinion on a few things? Christine moved over to the couch and sat down next to him. C: Sure. Alex told her everything that happened in the last few months. Things that happened with Brenda, with Karen and about how he felt that Jessica was kind of into him. Christine listened earnestly but deep inside she was stirring. It did not matter that he claimed to still be a virgin. Better still, she had the perfect opportunity to deflower him. She pondered on how she would go about doing so. Perhaps she could drug him, but he might not be able to get it up if she did so. In any case, she wanted his first time to be memorable. An hour later, Alex was still debating with himself on the events prior and his intended course of action. Christine stopped him. C: Woah. I need a drink. She got up and poured herself a shot of scotch downing it in a single gulp. C: Want one? A: Why the hell not? Alex wondered on the implications of drinking with his ex-teacher. What was the worse that could happen? They sat down and downed shot after shot of the Blue Label that Christine had been saving for occasions like this. Alex wondered if this was the same teacher he knew years ago. The one who chided them for drinking at the chalet. She sure had changed alot. He was beginning to feel weird, and immediately regretted not having dinner. The alcohol was burning his insides and shooting up to his head like a rocket being launched. He felt a little dizzy. He tried to stand up unsuccessfully. A sudden rush of nausea caused whatever contents he had in his stomach to shoot up his oesophagus and out his mouth. A: Fuck. C: Oh my. Are you alright? She passed him some tissues. The trail of vomit went down his T-shirt and onto his bermudas. A: I need to use your washroom. She pointed him in the right direction and got up to get him a towel. She heard him cursing as he closed the door. She smiled to herself. Her plan was already beginning to unfold by itself.
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whooooooooo an update finallyyyy
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Thank you EoS.
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And then I'll disappear for another couple of months. Lol.
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LOL...
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Alex bent over the toilet and proceeded to empty the contents of his stomach. Such was the power of the vile liquid he had copiously ingested.
Puking was bad. But the high he felt was so unlike anything he ever felt before. His whole body was burning up. He needed to cool down. Stepping into the shower, he turned on the cold water at full blast, completely forgetting to remove his boxers, getting them soaked in the process. A: FUCK! C: Are you ok? Christine knocked on the door. A: I, err... Forgot to remove my boxers when I wanted to shower. Christine's eyes widened in glee. C: Haha! That's fine, your clothes need a wash anyway. Why don't you hand them over and I'll throw them in the wash? I need to pass you a towel anyway. Christine started to turn the doorknob. A: Stop! I am not dressed! C: It's not as though I've never seen naked guys before... Christine stepped into the bathroom and nearly dropped the towel. For standing in front of her, was the real-life specimen of Michaelangelo's David, with a much larger and succulent nether region. Alex tried his best to hide his semi-erected trouser snake. He did not even know why he was half-hard. Christine gulped audibly. She felt herself getting warmer and warmer from the mere sight of Alex's naked form. She considered stripping too and joining Alex under the cold water. She definitely needed to cool off. Her hormones were already going into overdrive. Alex wondered why Christine was still standing there rooted like a tree. Could it be that she was into him as well? A: Er... Christine? She snapped out of it. She felt the blood rushing to her face. C: Oh. Sorry. She placed his towel on the rack and gathered his soiled and wet clothes, exiting the bathroom swiftly. Placing the clothes in the wash, she wondered if she should have just taken him there and then. But she did not want to come on too strongly. Perhaps she should just let Alex take the lead for this one. But he sure was a block of wood. What if he did not do anything? This golden opportunity would be wasted. She pondered long and hard. Long and hard. That was exactly what he was. C: Fuck it. Removing her T-shirt and shorts, she re-entered the bathroom. A: Hey! She put her finger on his lips to shush him, before kneeling down in front of him and grabbing his dick. C: You're mine now.
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Lai liao.... dun stop....
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what a cliffhanger.....
welcome back EoS! Love your stories. Like the details and simplicity of reading each sentences. |
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