PhantaceeA confession by a guy, who matured earlier than everyone else his age (then). When I was in secondary three, I became the president of a CCA, which required me to put in a lot more hours than an average student. Besides going for meetings with other presidents, I worked closely with my committee members…Continue readingEarly Bloomer
‘ALRIGHT GUYS! THAT’S THE LAST OF IT! Just put them in the store and you guys can go off. Thanks for your help today.’ I carried the last two long tables into the storeroom with Alice, the seventeen year old girl who shadowed me throughout the whole event – a quarterly dinner at an old…Continue readingHelp Alice Out
‘Why are you still up? Not sleepy?’ Sitting in the open BBQ area surrounded by blocks that have gone quiet, nothing was more relaxing than to be alone out there, sipping what’s left of the bottle of whiskey I brought while deep in thoughts. ‘Not yet. I actually like thinking when I’m a little high.…Continue readingNot So Lonely
A customer I remembered serving food to, came running back to the bar in a hurry, standing at the table she sat at earlier deep in thoughts. (She asked) ‘I think I forgot something here. You’re closed for the night?’ ‘Yeah. It has been a quiet night. What did you lose?’ (She cheekily answered) ‘Can…Continue readingChildhood Crushed
Bubbles took a good look at the new pair of panties she bought before slipping them on, stretching it around her tiny little waist, usual for a 14 year old. This particular underwear had a little pocket at the crotch area, filled with five pearls sewn into it. The high waist, black denim shorts contoured…Continue readingPearls of Fury