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Day 18 and Horny as hell

My 'bloody-cycle' ticker marks day 18. 10 more days to my period. Now its easier for me to justify my horny days.

I twittered yesterday that I am seriously considering 'hanging my boots' for good due to recent events that served as a reality check. I thought... there's always Marcus, Patrizio or Craig when I'm ever in 'neeeeed' of TLC.

One thing I realised though was how I enjoy posting semi-naked pics of myself online and how I'm gonna miss it. Also the thrill of meeting a stranger... Hmm, I dunno how I'm gonna talk myself out of this but there's got to be a way...

xoxo

Suwweeettt Saturday

I am so shagged tt if I were to close my eyes right nw, I swear I'ld fall asleep. Today had been pretty licorice, except for e sad fact tt my laptop is down. But I hv to get this down in writing else by tmw it might seem like a dream... even if it means blistering thumbs as I blog away via my mobile phone.

I was feeling super super horny today. My period must be ard e corner. So when Craig txted me if I wanna meet up, I jumped at it.

Couldnt wait ard any longer for my booty call (hvnt had much biz since I upped e price. I'm getting worried), so I took a chance to meet Craig.

Craig responded to my CL post, not knowing its interwoven intentions within the contents of tt post. The way I had penned it was really subtle. Its either u understood it right away, or its jz another friend-finder ad. I included my url but I knw, not everyone would bother to click it.

Sweet Craig answered my post. A cockney geezer. BINGGGGO!!!

He's cute. So I decided to leave him my no., this time without including the hyper-hooker-link.
Craig showed up in an England jersey (damn patriotic, lor!). Nice bloke. Complemented my coloured contact lenses (thanks, hor. I knw ur one is real colour lah). And he said I had a nice accent (hopefully its not as nauseating as Emily Teng's).

Up on his 7th floor haven, we warmed up almost immediately. I mean, come on, we're not in high school. We're consenting adults.

Most importantly, this is for me. NSA. No money involved. Just e enjoyment of good company frm a nice, sweet man... who has no idea he was humping a whore. Should I feel guilty?

I mean, it wasnt a date. I dont intend or harbor hopes of seeing him again. For one day, I just wanted to feel like a real girl again. To meet a sweet boy n hv a mutual fuck.

The transaction-free sex was wildly awwwwesome. We started off chatting on e couch. At first we sat quite apart. Then he started to inch closer (oooh, so like secondary school!! hehe..) And then I felt his hands fall on my lap, while I pretend not to notice and continued talking abt... (ponders) what the hell were we talking abt, eh?

As his face drew closer, our lips finally met and our bodies were wrapped in warm embrace... not. Only if it was soft porn frm a Danielle Steel novel!

From e couch, to stripping to our pores right smack in e living rm, back to pussy-licking on e couch, and a blowjob to return e favour, then to e stool with a full-length mirror right next to it (its e first time I saw myself having sex. Crazy Sexy Yummy!) before we finally surrendered to e bedroom, where I rode him... in my ass. I actually enjoyed e anal-yzing experience this time round, perhaps cos he's the right fit - length, girth n stiffness. We were at it for 2 hours straight! and I enjoyed every single minute of it.

After freshening up, and as I powdered my face, Craig picked up his guitar n started strumming. I persuaded him to play me a song, and as he sang, I recognised tt it ws Coldplay. Later I asked him whats it called, and he said - Trouble. *gasp*

I downloaded e song on my phone while I trekked to e nearest train station to head home. It was then at e train station where I could no longer hold back e waterworks n bawled my eyes out, as the voice of Chris Martin choked me with guilty tears.

"...And I never meant to cause you trouble,

I never meant to do you wrong,
And I, well if I ever caused you trouble,
And oh no, I never meant to do you harm..."

Craig reminded me of e Alex-Hannah (Secret Diary of a London Call Girl) situation n I felt guilty for not being honest when he was so kind.

I hope he finds a nice girl. I truly do.

xoxo

Tea-time and dangling carrots (part 1)

Today was interesting.
A tea-time quickie at Market Street with Marcus, and a debut performance of my fuck buddy, Lee.

Yup, we havent fucked eversince our first date. Can u believe it? What kind of a fb is tt?

Anw, i've already lost my taste bud for Lee (for making me wait so long. Not tt I waited in e first plc) and jz wanted to fuck him to see if he was as good as he claims to be.

But after today, all I can say is, Lee is officially de-throned. Big? Hah. I'll say tt pic of him was probably doctored.

What pleased me most was seeing Marcus again. I thought I had seen e last of him so when I saw his email in my gmail, I was briming with joy! I knew he wouldnt forget me tt easily.

The build up to our 'meet up' was what made it all so much fun.
First thing I do when I wake in e morning is to check my mail. Doesnt everyone? Not you? Ok. Well at least Taufik Batisah does. How I know? Dont ask.

Back to what I was saying. Time was 9am as I grinned frm ear to ear as I read Marcus's signature one-liner email. 7.25am - time it was sent. Someone woke up real early.

I think I read it about 50 times before I managed to reply it. It was a continuation frm our email chat frm the previous evening before he headed out for dinner. I call it email chat cos we conversed via one-liner emails with a 1 to 3 min pause inbetween. A conversation which couldve taken us 10 mins if we'd picked up e phone, but just chose to prolong it to a spread of 2 hrs while I multi-tasked between emails, paper work and small talk with colleagues. Yeah, tts jz hw much we love to tease each other. I wonder hw HE gets his work done.

I decided to tease him further by attaching a file to this email. A pic of me in e (un)dressing room.

Body text: I'm still mad at you.

Oh thats cos he resisted the idea of meeting up with me the night before. Or my failed attempt to tempt him enough. Whichever way u choose to see it.

He only replied sometime after lunch. By the time it was 3pm, he was dangling his carrot in my face. Lucky for me, it is pretty easy to get in and out of the office with no one to question.

The afternn heat toasted my bare skin as Market St greeted me, this time with the buzz of the working bee colony. This plc looks different WITH people.

I whizzed past reception with unquestionable confidence, looking like i'm about to attend to an absolutely urgent matter. Who would hv guessed that urgent matter is a throbbing cock?

I've become rather familiar with the path tt leads to his office. Abt 20 steps to his door, I txted him - 'I'm right outside', and reached jz in time to catch him pop out his head, looking out for me.

to be continued...
xoxo.

True Blood Pt. 3

Ouchhhhhh....

Well, actually not really. Heh.

It wasn't that painful but it was damn scary to see the nurse draw out that much blood out of your arm. I'm not really afraid of looking at blood (like some ppl) but I have to admit that I felt kinda queasy seeing the deep red liquid flowing into the test-tube. It made my stomache feel a lil weak.

I actually wanted to take a snapshot of my arm then but the nurse said I'm not suppose to move so I borrowed an image from another blog. It really looked like this...

Once done, the nurse pressed a wool-pad onto the hole on my arm and pasted a band-aid over it. She then asked me to bend my arm for abt 10 mins before she hushed me out of the room.
I was then told to go to my final stop, which is counter 8 to make the payment. I was seriously praying hard that it wouldn't burn a hole in my purse cos I only brought so much cash.

$69.85...

Ok that's not too bad. Almost half of what my neighbourhood clinic charged. Just make sure though that you have about 2 hrs to spare, if you decide to seek services at the polyclinic. Other than that... Singapore polyclinics are pretty fine and efficient.

As I stepped out of the polyclinic, I texted Lee:

---- Original message ----

From: Queen B

Guess what. I went for the blood test this morning. Results out in a wk. Nvr done this b4. U better live up to my 2-test tubes worth of blood hun!

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If all goes well, he'll be tossing me before he tosses his 'yu sheng'... *yippeee*

xoxo.

{Sent via my Sony Ericsson Jalou}

True Blood Pt. 2

Time check: 11.15am...

Phew... ok so I'm out of Room 25... alive.

It was almost stressful to squeeze the words out of my mouth and tell the doc that I wanna get tested for any sex-related diseases cos he asked what kind of check-up or blood test I wanted.

But he was very kind and non-judgemental about it and wrote me a note to be passed to the Diagnostic Labs.

The doc has ordered for me to get tested for Hepatitis A, B, HIV and Syphilis. *scary*

So now I'll head to Room 13 and wait... again.

xoxo.

{Sent via my Sony Ericsson Jalou}

True Blood Pt.1

10.49am ● Polyclinic...

Using the waiting time at the polyclinic to catch up on my blog updates. I took one-day leave from work today, so that I can have some 'ME-time', and THIS is the first on my to-do list.

Anw, Lee n I hv both agreed to get ourselves tested first before we 'proceed any further'. This, of course, is a first for me cos usually all the boys jz cant wait to hump.

Possible Reason #1:
He is deliberately making it hard so tt only if I'm serious enough, we'll do it.

Possible Reason #2:
Its his way of deterring, or saying no.

Possible Reason #3:
He really is a resposible adult??? hmmm....

I went to my neighbourhood clinic n they charge $120 for e blood test (which is a package price for the blood test to check your liver, kidney, HIV etc). So nw i'm trying to check out hw much it is cost at the polyclinic. Well usually it is mucchhhh cheaper. This is my FIRST time at a polyclinic. Seriously. And I'm feeling like a tourist. Excited but a lil lost.

Oh ok. Its my turn already.

#2220.

Till later... xoxo.

{Sent via my Sony Ericsson Jalou}

Russian Roulette

11.35am ● On the MRT...

"And you can see my heart.. beating
You can see it through my chest
I'm terrified, but I'm not leaving
I know that I must pass this test
So just pull the trigger....."

I cant believe I almost bailed on this gig. The initial meet up with Lee was on Sunday, 11pm, once again at tt god forbidden plc, Holland V (seriously, wats up with tt plc, man?)... And yeah, I decided to meet up with him afterall.

But I got cold feet at the last minute n txted Lee to cancel, thinking tt he would then pass and look for someone else. Instead he suggested to meet on Monday night instead (last night). So I thought, ok, I'd meet him after supper with my gerlfrens.

I reached HollandV at 11.15pm. I was late but Lee was nowhere to b seen either. So I called him.
He picked up the phone and my heart stopped.

[Score Board] Voice: 8/10

Lee had a soothing voice. Most importantly, he speaks really well and my definition of 'well' is no 'chinese-tongue' accent and no 'ah-beng'-ish singlish. It says a lot about a person cos it means he comes from a cultured background where his family and friends also speak well. It thus reflects the kind of company he keeps which reflects in his mannerism. He doesn't have an American/ Brit accent which saves me from rolling my eyes and he sounds confident, not sleazy.

All this was from his one-liner... "Hi.. ok.. Can you wait for me at Haagen Daz... I'll be there in 10 mins".

Wait. Haagen Daz? Againnnn???? Yes. That's where I first met Lonely Boy. (That place is damn cursed, man)

I just couldnt bring myself to sit at Haagen Daz so I stood by the footpath waiting for him. 10 mins later, my feet grew tired and I sat at the hawker ctr. Many things ran through my head... maybe he's seen me from afar of didnt like what he saw and decided to flee the scene? Pls let it be true... Pls let it be true... So that I can go home :(

Suddenly Pixie Lott's 'Here We Go Again' screamed (heh.. my ringtone) and it was Lee looking for me. I told him where I was sitting and few seconds later I saw a man walking up to me. Hey, he doesnt look too bad!

We walked over to Coffee Bean and he offered to get me a drink while I grab a sit outside the cafe. So far so good. Pretty decent. Quite a gentlemen. My fears quickly melted away.

He came back shortly with the drinks and sat really close beside me. We talked a little about ourselves before he finally said.

"So let's get to the point and let me be truthful with you. I'm looking for a sugarbabe."

Blank. Sugarbabe? I could only visualize the UK girlband 'SugarBabes in my head.

Apparently, Lee was looking for an FB. No, not Facebook (thats what I thought at first heheh).

Fuck Buddy. FB.

Immediate reaction in my head - Cheated. There goes my $150 for tonight.

He says he likes me and would like to offer me exclusivity. For those of you who are alien to this term or the fuckbuddy system, it is when a guy and a girl (usually friends) promise to fuck each other exclusively. No feelings or emotions attached, usually refered to as 'No Strings Attached', just to fulfill each other's sexual needs and desires. To some people, this is actually a rather 'brilliant' system cos it is supposedly better than sleeping around with different partners.

I am quite familiar with this buddy system and I've had an FB once, many years ago.

To cut the story short, half an hour later and many flirty kisses and hands brushing here and there, I decided there and then to give him a shot. In the first place, its not as if I'm doing this for money, its just the cheap thrill that happened to offer monetary gains. But I guess the real deal breaker was when he mentioned the magic password - RX8.

Lee drives an RX8. Mazda RX8. And I would do anything to ride in or ON one... both car and driver.

"I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be
A little gambling is fun when you're with me (I love it)
Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun
And baby when it's love if its not rough it isn't fun..."

Till next... xoxo.

{Sent via my Sony Ericsson Jalou}
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What happened previously...? Read it here >>
Link: http://hushushbaby.blogspot.com/2010/01/bad-romance-pt-1-deleted-scene.html