PhantaceeThis particular entry is written from Daphne’s abusive past. Since then, she has gotten over it and am working in a reputable HR company. Part 1 | Part 2 When I was ten, it was the first time my step-father had came into my room to sleep with me. I didn’t officially recognise him as…Continue readingDaphne’s Past
Hao: ‘Why you wear tennis skirt? No other skirts ah?” Liying: ‘Just wear lo. Keep at home for what?’ The thought of his reservist buddies eyeing his girl was bad enough (most of them had seen her before), and she had to wear such suggestive clothing to fetch him. Luckily for the quick dispersal of…Continue readingReserved Load
Rachel walked into her sleeping brother who just returned home from a fortnight-long ICT. Holding a tray of porridge and fried fritters, she set the food down on his side, before noticing his raging hard on peeking from under his loose shorts. Rachel: ‘Kor.. wake up.’ Brother: ‘Yeah?’ Rachel: ‘Breakfast.’ Brother: ‘Wah. Someone went out…Continue readingMorning Dew on Wood
Sister: ‘Wei. Be careful hor.’ Me: ‘Don’t worry la. Having someone to shave is better than doing it yourself lo.’ Sister: ‘You also shave ah?’ Me: ‘Yeah. Keep clean ma.’ Sister: ‘Okok. Focus!’ I dragged the shaving blade across her groin for the umpteen time and her labia moved a little to tuck itself in,…Continue readingWet Shavings
When I went up the upper deck on my bus home, I didn’t expect it to be that empty judging from what I saw when the bus approached. Except for the very young girl seated directly behind the top of the stair, there was no one else. The first thing that caught my eye was…Continue readingSome Help Offered