PhantaceeThis is an entry written on behalf of Ena, the writer of Promiscuous Secret from my point of view, and in no way a representation of the thoughts and beliefs of Ena. You can call it causal, hopeful imaginative fantasy. Read it as it was her (Ena’s) work, written from my understanding of Ena. Lying on the…Continue readingBrainwashed
Shane had helped three ladies he saw with large shopping bags on the way out the mall he worked at, bringing their groceries right into their place. The group of three Vietnam ladies were in casual outfits of shirts and shorts, but it wasn’t a lucky hook up he was looking for. At almost 12am,…Continue reading‘In’ Vietnam
It was a Saturday that Andy went over to Michelle’s place, to finish up a project that was due the following week. At almost eleven o’clock, he had been waiting at her doorstep for close to five minutes till she opened the doors for him, wearing an old t-shirt that reached her hips. That messy…Continue readingFun Mini Project
On the bus to Vivocity, my hand was interlocked with Jaq’s resting on her thighs, where she played with my fingers. Through the ride, we had been exchanging kisses on each other’s cheeks, with my eyes constantly looking down into her shirt. The plain thin bra was the usual one she wore and her small…Continue readingSecond Date
Reena (shouting): ‘J! Are you making drinks? Can pour me a cup of green tea?’ Me: ‘Okay!’ The daughter of my tenant dropped all her bags on the couch and went into the room, while stripping her cardigan off. The overhead cabinets had a box of Spanish Fly I bought for whoever I wanted to…Continue readingSome of Her and Her