kiss n tell

i'm a bad girl.

entering his home, greeted by all his merry-o-some folks - his mum, always ever asking myself to be buried in a sumptious feast, his dad, in a dire state of trying to persuade him to give me the slightest bit of acknowledgement for my presence, his sis, smiling and sweet always, simple yet rich in diverse knowledge and supporting me at affairs of the heart.

yet what thus thee i seek? not superficial politeness but the realness of the warmth that i'm inclusive into this family - the TEOs.

stepping foot inside the 3 room, without him even so as turn to greet my smiling pretty face.

abundant poisonous arrows directly shooting at my heart! i viewed his ignorance from the back of his handsome ruffled up hair-do and manly incessant irritance towards me? miserable!

an hour passed, him glued to the computer screen - gaming. like jewels and diamonds were pouring out of his screen, never moving his vision anywhere else - MOTIONLESS. i sat there, completely digesting the fact that, well i'm sucha block-head... along with gutting down the pepsi twist and the wide array of chinese new year goodies his mum had pushed into my face - missy can't be impolite as to turn down each and every offer of snacks from an old lady, could i??

the hour hand clicked away. my foot tapping against the white cold tiles, my fingers etching to pinch away the hurt by my dainty fingernails. then he turned - FINALLY!

"you come already?"

".........................."

his folks were stunned too. remarking upon his unbelievable ability to be too absorb in his "games" that he never realised i had chanced upon him 1 hour ago. or is it plain pretence, him feigning ignorance, to yet again weaken my strength and will-power to appear HAPPY?

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thursday night, an unfateful event occurance. GOD DAMN IT!

F picked me up in his new automobile. brand new mind you. a sleek shiny motor purring, awaiting my presence as i hopped into it.

parked at my apartment block's bus-stop, with another older brown vehicle behind it... my neighbour???? yakking away or?? with an ugly bespectacled puggy man (or beast). she looked embarrassed and was shifting away towards the side of the door... naked from the bottom i presumed.

Right! signalling a slight smile and wave, chop chop into F's new wife. wonder how he was doing maintaining such a demanding partner - his beloved CAR.

there must be something wrong with me. genuine or not, dudes coming from successful backgrounds kills the interests in me. WHY! i should be soughting out the gems and the cream of the crop - money thus flowing into my pockets just so i open my mouth and or break a fart?

f is that kinda all-rounded chap. bright sparkling career at hand, handsome macho-istic built/face/butt - a gym guy, stable routine lifestyle - sleeps in the night and perks up in the day, HEALTHY - never touches my cigerettes and gets irritated when i puff like a chimney around him.

F could be everything a woman's dream wishes. plus more?

but pretence is pretence. how sure can one get when he's not with his eyes set on me? AhAH!! interesting facts below...

clubbing with F. well, apart from him squeezing almost every part of my ass & waist (i've made a new resolution never to wear mini's around this chap), and him offering to foot our never ending supplies of alcoholic booze, i doubt thoroughly - his sincerity in his remarks of his added interest and liking for me.

maybe i look like a brainless portrayal of bimbo. HAHA!!! the devil in me rebukes his every whispers into my ears of compliments and sweet nothings, whilst trying to lick up all my ear-wax in the same process. GROSSSS!!!

pretence on the part of a bimbo i was that night, fake "drunkenness", sexy platform dances shaking missy's bootie, upskirt display of fine legs... well and then tooting off to the loo for a pee and powder.

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here's what goes behind the scene...

F assuming i was out of the picture, went "hounding" pretty chix. HAH! expect the expected.

when finally realising i've returned from the "T" break, immediately scooted towards me like a lost puppy - YES! his expression on his face REALLY suits that description!

-refer to previous post: sniffing out the pussies in the house, TYPICAL-

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probably i'm not the sorta girl who kisses and tells.

well insulted insulted me. i shall.

sitting in almost every guy's car, i can possible fore-tell the suggestive moves for a kissing scene.

"come, let me help u with your seat belt..."

followed by?? imagination shall proceed from here.

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so i'm not a loose slut. i dun fuck come-n-go. disappointed he must be, since his bloody saliva dripping mouth and tongue was completely choking me (acting out a wolf character in a script, eating up miss little red riding hood... oh god)

WHY DO ALL HORNY MEN KISS LIKE THAT!!!!!

so F didn't score that night. poor penis must and felt VERY lonely and itchy the WHOLE night through. understandably.

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On another note: here's the sweet infant sized bouquet i received delightedly from my best friend - MR HOOOOO!!
 

probably the biggest i'll ever & will ever receive so far. with both of my favourite flowers inclusive!

and i didn't even sense he was going to get me such a gift, not even till the very last second when i open my main door to him. how sweet!