pyrokinets
01-10-2014, 09:00 PM
1. We need to talk about Jason.
Jason Lee hopped off the taxi and helped the driver unload his luggage. The international terminal was huge. This was his first time in the KLIA. He had only flown in low cost carriers before and those were lumped in another airport entirely. A shittier one.
After paying the driver off, he fetched a trolley and wheeled his baggage into the terminal. He checked in his luggage without trouble and proceeded towards the escalator leading down to the international departure gates. There was a throng of people around the escalator. He recognized many of his friends, all with their own mob of families who were there to see them off.
He felt a little awkward showing up alone. It was a bitter reminder that very little people would miss him after he was gone. He went to a corner and stood against the wall. All he could do was wait until his friends were done with their farewells and were ready to depart.
In a sense, he also felt relieved along with the overwhelming sadness sitting in his gut. Who would have thought that he of all people would end up going to study in America? Certainly not his uncle who was paying for his education, nor his father who couldn’t care for anything beyond his next bottle of booze. His mother cared though. She had cared enough to spread her legs for his uncle to secure him this opportunity.
A mother’s love is a funny thing, Jason thought. All his life he had been nothing short of a disappointment to his mother. He never did well in school, got involved with a bad crowd, and then got involved with an even worse crowd later on. Yet she never asked any questions or showed him any doubt when he conveyed his wish to study abroad.
One day he came home and bumped into his uncle who was just leaving. The man didn’t spare him a word, just a brief glance of utter disdain. Then he was gone. The next day, Jason’s mother shoved a six figure check into his hands.
Jason didn’t even know whether to laugh or cry. She didn’t even ask what his true motives were. He had attended a local college two years prior to study A-levels. It was the only right choice he had made in a very long time. The friends he made there was the only good crowd he had ever gotten involved with. When the time came for him to decide whether to further his studies locally or overseas, he wanted to do whatever his friends were doing.
And that was it. It wasn’t because he wanted to study. It wasn’t because he wanted a brighter future. It was peer pressure, pure and simple. He didn’t even expect that anything could be done about it. He only voiced his wish to his mother out of frustration and had planned to leave it at that. He certainly never expected her to do something about it.
But she did. She did the unthinkable. The check nearly got soaked with his tears that day, threatening to blot out the inked figures and the signature of the man that sealed his fate. Now here he was, waiting to board the plane which would bring him to a future he never anticipated. A future he didn’t deserve.
“You made it!” someone said beside him.
Turning, he came face to face with Elaine Soh, his economics lecturer. His eyes automatically gave her a once over. She was wearing a sleeveless smock dress decorated with some sort of abstract pattern. Her bobcut hair framed her round pretty face which was pulling off a concerned smile.
“Eh Miss Soh, what you doing here? Your kid going to US ah?” Jason asked.
He was just teasing. Elaine was just 28 and her kid was no older than 3. She was married to Mr. Tang, their Calculus lecturer. Her students stuck to calling her Miss Soh rather than Mrs. Tang though.
“I’m here to see all my dear students off lor,” she said.
“Your, ex-students you mean.”
She punched him on his arm.
“Ow.”
“Where’s your family?” she asked.
“Mom has to work.”
“Oh,” she replied looking a little concerned. “Are you all right?”
She was doing it again, trying to act all motherly towards him. Jason didn’t know what she sees in him. Did she feel sorry for him? Was she just being nice? In any case he didn’t like it.
“I’m okay,” he answered.
“You take care of yourself over there okay?”
“Sure.”
Elaine put her warm hand on his cheek. “And stop being so glum. You’re chasing a brighter future.”
He gave a soft bitter laugh. “It’s a liberal arts degree,” he said, “Not engineering or finance. Not even science.”
She smiled. “Believe it or not, a piece of paper doesn’t make the man. I have two degrees and an MBA. Look where I ended up,” she told him.
“Is that supposed to be comforting?” Jason replied. "Besides, you're not a man."
“Don’t be a jerk.”
He shrugged. “I think you should save the encouragement for your students who actually stand a chance.”
“Oh? Why do you think you’re the only one I’m encouraging then?” She said with a coy smile.
“I’m serious.”
“So am I.”
He sighed and put up his hands. This was going nowhere.
Elaine took his hand and squeezed it. “Jason, you are the most intelligent person I’ve ever come across. Sure, you do terrible at exams and can never stay awake in class, but it doesn’t matter. Studying is just a matter of mindless imprinting and regurgitation of facts. Anyone can do it. Most people do it. You however, don’t do it. Not because you can’t, but because you’re anything but mindless.”
“Miss Soh… enough la. I’ve never been able to wrap my head around all these positive thinking crap.”
“Just promise me you’ll take care of yourself. I’m not worried of what career you’ll end up with, just don’t self-destruct.”
“Okay…”
“That means no drugs, drink responsibly…”
“Aiyo okay la, you’re embarrassing me.”
There was a momentary silence between them but their eyes remained locked and communicative.
“Excuse me, I need to use the loo,” she said with a smile before turning to go.
No one says loo anymore. Not even her. Not in her normal conversations at least. It was their code word throughout the past year in college. He waited until she turned around the corner before taking a quick look around. No one paid him any mind. Mr. Tang was surrounded by his geeky Calculus students and his friends were still getting fussed over by their family.
He followed Elaine’s path around the bend. She was standing against the wall facing the restroom entrances. They have played this game countless times before back in college. Jason walked past her into the male restroom. There was a couple of gentleman using the urinals. He went to the sink and splashed some water on his face, staying there until the two men left.
He walked out. She was still there against the wall. Their eyes locked. He boldly stepped forward, took her hand, and pulled her into the male restroom. Elaine did not resist the slightest. He lead her to the first toilet booth, the large one reserved for handicapped patrons. KLIA toilets are adequately clean, but the handicapped stalls are usually more than pristine.
Locking the door, he pushed her against the stainless steel wall. Elaine’s eyes was growing heavy with desire. Her mouth hung partially open, panting, wanting. He kissed her deeply, catching her moan of approval. Her hands, trembling with excitement, moved down and unbuckled his belt and jeans. She then slipped down onto her knees, dragging down his jeans and boxers, freeing his virile young cock which smacked against her pretty face.
Jason groaned as he looked below. It was a tortured cry. Part of him hated himself immensely for this. He may have never been any good in the classroom, but Jason had always possessed a natural aptitude with women, a passive devilish quality which was the ultimate chick-magnet.
He had relished in it once, back in his lawless days. But now that he finally had some order in his life, he detested it. It felt like he was always corrupting everything clean and pure that he comes in contact with. Sweet Miss Soh was a prime example of his curse.
He watched his teacher rub her lips and lick along his thick shaft.
I did this, he thought accusingly to himself. He blamed himself for turning the kind and warm Elaine Soh, a second mother to all her students, into a wanton woman who craved his young cock. He had found a beautiful delicate flower and ended up soiling it.
“I’m… going… to miss… you… so much…” she said between heavy pants before engulfing his cock in her hot mouth.
He closed his eyes, feeling the pleasure of his loins awaken something else deep within him. It was the other half of his personality. The part of him which actually enjoyed corrupting and degrading all that is good and beautiful in this world.
“Miss Soh…” He begged.
She released his cock from her mouth. “I need this…” she said hoarsely.
He saw the look in her eyes. She was too far gone now, an entirely different creature. She was now his bitch.
“Turn around,” he growled.
She recognized the sadistic hint in his tone of voice and her eyes widened. It made her body tremble with sickening anticipation. She got up immediately and turned her back to him. She then bent over the toilet seat, placing her hands on the porcelain water tank of the toilet. Jason felt her shudder as he pushed her dress over her back. She was wearing white lacey panties. A V-string. She arched her back raising her curvy butt in offering to the 19-year old behind her.
“Quick… Jason, quickly,” she pleaded, her voice trembling with arousal. One of her hands reached own between her legs and pulled the thin fabric of her panties to one side. The fresh pink lips of her smooth shaven pussy came into view, dripping profusely from the anticipation. The sight struck Jason with intense lust. It was he who made her shave her bush off. It was for him that Elaine had maintain her hairless cunt.
Jason Lee hopped off the taxi and helped the driver unload his luggage. The international terminal was huge. This was his first time in the KLIA. He had only flown in low cost carriers before and those were lumped in another airport entirely. A shittier one.
After paying the driver off, he fetched a trolley and wheeled his baggage into the terminal. He checked in his luggage without trouble and proceeded towards the escalator leading down to the international departure gates. There was a throng of people around the escalator. He recognized many of his friends, all with their own mob of families who were there to see them off.
He felt a little awkward showing up alone. It was a bitter reminder that very little people would miss him after he was gone. He went to a corner and stood against the wall. All he could do was wait until his friends were done with their farewells and were ready to depart.
In a sense, he also felt relieved along with the overwhelming sadness sitting in his gut. Who would have thought that he of all people would end up going to study in America? Certainly not his uncle who was paying for his education, nor his father who couldn’t care for anything beyond his next bottle of booze. His mother cared though. She had cared enough to spread her legs for his uncle to secure him this opportunity.
A mother’s love is a funny thing, Jason thought. All his life he had been nothing short of a disappointment to his mother. He never did well in school, got involved with a bad crowd, and then got involved with an even worse crowd later on. Yet she never asked any questions or showed him any doubt when he conveyed his wish to study abroad.
One day he came home and bumped into his uncle who was just leaving. The man didn’t spare him a word, just a brief glance of utter disdain. Then he was gone. The next day, Jason’s mother shoved a six figure check into his hands.
Jason didn’t even know whether to laugh or cry. She didn’t even ask what his true motives were. He had attended a local college two years prior to study A-levels. It was the only right choice he had made in a very long time. The friends he made there was the only good crowd he had ever gotten involved with. When the time came for him to decide whether to further his studies locally or overseas, he wanted to do whatever his friends were doing.
And that was it. It wasn’t because he wanted to study. It wasn’t because he wanted a brighter future. It was peer pressure, pure and simple. He didn’t even expect that anything could be done about it. He only voiced his wish to his mother out of frustration and had planned to leave it at that. He certainly never expected her to do something about it.
But she did. She did the unthinkable. The check nearly got soaked with his tears that day, threatening to blot out the inked figures and the signature of the man that sealed his fate. Now here he was, waiting to board the plane which would bring him to a future he never anticipated. A future he didn’t deserve.
“You made it!” someone said beside him.
Turning, he came face to face with Elaine Soh, his economics lecturer. His eyes automatically gave her a once over. She was wearing a sleeveless smock dress decorated with some sort of abstract pattern. Her bobcut hair framed her round pretty face which was pulling off a concerned smile.
“Eh Miss Soh, what you doing here? Your kid going to US ah?” Jason asked.
He was just teasing. Elaine was just 28 and her kid was no older than 3. She was married to Mr. Tang, their Calculus lecturer. Her students stuck to calling her Miss Soh rather than Mrs. Tang though.
“I’m here to see all my dear students off lor,” she said.
“Your, ex-students you mean.”
She punched him on his arm.
“Ow.”
“Where’s your family?” she asked.
“Mom has to work.”
“Oh,” she replied looking a little concerned. “Are you all right?”
She was doing it again, trying to act all motherly towards him. Jason didn’t know what she sees in him. Did she feel sorry for him? Was she just being nice? In any case he didn’t like it.
“I’m okay,” he answered.
“You take care of yourself over there okay?”
“Sure.”
Elaine put her warm hand on his cheek. “And stop being so glum. You’re chasing a brighter future.”
He gave a soft bitter laugh. “It’s a liberal arts degree,” he said, “Not engineering or finance. Not even science.”
She smiled. “Believe it or not, a piece of paper doesn’t make the man. I have two degrees and an MBA. Look where I ended up,” she told him.
“Is that supposed to be comforting?” Jason replied. "Besides, you're not a man."
“Don’t be a jerk.”
He shrugged. “I think you should save the encouragement for your students who actually stand a chance.”
“Oh? Why do you think you’re the only one I’m encouraging then?” She said with a coy smile.
“I’m serious.”
“So am I.”
He sighed and put up his hands. This was going nowhere.
Elaine took his hand and squeezed it. “Jason, you are the most intelligent person I’ve ever come across. Sure, you do terrible at exams and can never stay awake in class, but it doesn’t matter. Studying is just a matter of mindless imprinting and regurgitation of facts. Anyone can do it. Most people do it. You however, don’t do it. Not because you can’t, but because you’re anything but mindless.”
“Miss Soh… enough la. I’ve never been able to wrap my head around all these positive thinking crap.”
“Just promise me you’ll take care of yourself. I’m not worried of what career you’ll end up with, just don’t self-destruct.”
“Okay…”
“That means no drugs, drink responsibly…”
“Aiyo okay la, you’re embarrassing me.”
There was a momentary silence between them but their eyes remained locked and communicative.
“Excuse me, I need to use the loo,” she said with a smile before turning to go.
No one says loo anymore. Not even her. Not in her normal conversations at least. It was their code word throughout the past year in college. He waited until she turned around the corner before taking a quick look around. No one paid him any mind. Mr. Tang was surrounded by his geeky Calculus students and his friends were still getting fussed over by their family.
He followed Elaine’s path around the bend. She was standing against the wall facing the restroom entrances. They have played this game countless times before back in college. Jason walked past her into the male restroom. There was a couple of gentleman using the urinals. He went to the sink and splashed some water on his face, staying there until the two men left.
He walked out. She was still there against the wall. Their eyes locked. He boldly stepped forward, took her hand, and pulled her into the male restroom. Elaine did not resist the slightest. He lead her to the first toilet booth, the large one reserved for handicapped patrons. KLIA toilets are adequately clean, but the handicapped stalls are usually more than pristine.
Locking the door, he pushed her against the stainless steel wall. Elaine’s eyes was growing heavy with desire. Her mouth hung partially open, panting, wanting. He kissed her deeply, catching her moan of approval. Her hands, trembling with excitement, moved down and unbuckled his belt and jeans. She then slipped down onto her knees, dragging down his jeans and boxers, freeing his virile young cock which smacked against her pretty face.
Jason groaned as he looked below. It was a tortured cry. Part of him hated himself immensely for this. He may have never been any good in the classroom, but Jason had always possessed a natural aptitude with women, a passive devilish quality which was the ultimate chick-magnet.
He had relished in it once, back in his lawless days. But now that he finally had some order in his life, he detested it. It felt like he was always corrupting everything clean and pure that he comes in contact with. Sweet Miss Soh was a prime example of his curse.
He watched his teacher rub her lips and lick along his thick shaft.
I did this, he thought accusingly to himself. He blamed himself for turning the kind and warm Elaine Soh, a second mother to all her students, into a wanton woman who craved his young cock. He had found a beautiful delicate flower and ended up soiling it.
“I’m… going… to miss… you… so much…” she said between heavy pants before engulfing his cock in her hot mouth.
He closed his eyes, feeling the pleasure of his loins awaken something else deep within him. It was the other half of his personality. The part of him which actually enjoyed corrupting and degrading all that is good and beautiful in this world.
“Miss Soh…” He begged.
She released his cock from her mouth. “I need this…” she said hoarsely.
He saw the look in her eyes. She was too far gone now, an entirely different creature. She was now his bitch.
“Turn around,” he growled.
She recognized the sadistic hint in his tone of voice and her eyes widened. It made her body tremble with sickening anticipation. She got up immediately and turned her back to him. She then bent over the toilet seat, placing her hands on the porcelain water tank of the toilet. Jason felt her shudder as he pushed her dress over her back. She was wearing white lacey panties. A V-string. She arched her back raising her curvy butt in offering to the 19-year old behind her.
“Quick… Jason, quickly,” she pleaded, her voice trembling with arousal. One of her hands reached own between her legs and pulled the thin fabric of her panties to one side. The fresh pink lips of her smooth shaven pussy came into view, dripping profusely from the anticipation. The sight struck Jason with intense lust. It was he who made her shave her bush off. It was for him that Elaine had maintain her hairless cunt.