You might call it a coincidence, when I bumped into my next-door-neighbour at the void deck, both of us drunk to the point we couldn’t hold our heads up. While it was a rare occasion for me to get drunk, it was a fortnightly thing for her, to arrive at her doorstep and bang the…Continue readingOutcall to the Steps
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Unplanned Journey
Like a clueless doe wandering into a field of hungry lioness, the momentary pause-in-time duly portrayed the temptation of a young, fresh piece meat. The way she turned heads, could only be described by how (quickly) iron-fillings react to a magnet in its midst. ‘这里有人坐吗?’ Translation: Is anybody sitting here? Once I shook my head…Continue readingUnplanned Journey
We maid Love
‘Viki, you know you don’t have to do this right?’ ‘Yes sir. I just want to make up for my mistake.’ She stepped into the bathroom where I had just taken a shower, and used the fluffy towel to dry me thoroughly in the most pampering manner. After that, she folded the towel a few…Continue readingWe maid Love
Maid on the Steps
James was about to hand the petite, cheerful girl his pack (to offer her a cigarette) when she suddenly snatched the one he was smoking. Brushing that off as part of her cheeky nature, she took a long drag before tucking it back between his lips. (Rina asked) ‘Had a tiring day?’ ‘Yeah. Just like…Continue readingMaid on the Steps
Unable to Disobey
‘We’re leaving first. Don’t be late for work ah!’ ‘Okayyy.. ‘ For the first time, in the two weeks Siti has been with us, we were alone. And it wasn’t just ‘alone’ we were. Ever since she moved in with us, we had built a funny, casual, and yet emotionally-involved relationship, in the sense we…Continue readingUnable to Disobey
