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keep it coming.. well written
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#272
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Nice story bro! Keep it gg
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#273
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Hi bro tigerwoody74,
I just up you. Pls do continue yr super story. |
#274
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Waiting for more!
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#275
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Marking point here
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Really nice well wrote. thumbs up
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I parked the car and went over to Siti, she was just sitting outside the KTV.
Me: what happen ? I look at bruised face. S: abang,..... She hugged me and started to sob. Me: I bring you to the hospital ? S: no need , just bring me home ... We arrived at the lift landing I press the button. Siti press another other button. I looked at her.. S: Pls let me stay at yr place, she held on to my arm. I kept silent. Opening my house door , I lead her to the bed room and let her rest on my bed. Me: you rest here I go get a hot towel. I came back to the room and saw her clothes are on the floor. She was in between the sheets. Me: here take this painkiller .... As I used the hot towel to apply it to the bruise. S: thank you. I went over to take a over size football jersey for her. Me: put this on, I assist her .... S: come sleep with me... Me: sorry Siti I got to "work" . You get some rest ... Here is some money and the house spare key S: ok....zzzzz ..... As her heavy eye lids fall and off she went to zombie land.... I took a few spare clean clothing and went back to the car. |
#278
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Chey... no fun.
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#279
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camp for more...
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Nice update TS. Erm r u waiting to 'devour' Siti soon?
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#281
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I enter the room and the ladies were already awake.
Me: “good morning ladies, I have order breakfast, they should be here anytime.” The ladies were in their Bermudas and t shirt. They were both taking as if nothing happen last night. Me: “Hey Evonne you dad will be back this afternoon right? “ E: Yes. Me: “So after breakfast I sent you back?” S: Still got one day stay leh? You want us to go back? I looked at Evonne. E: “he is tired lah , he is kind enough to let us stay, let him rest today.” Ting Tong the bell rang Save by the bell….. Just nice breakfast. After dropping off the girls, I head back home to check on Siti. She was still sleeping. I didn’t want to disturb her and was abt to walk out … S: Abang you are back … she say sleepily? Me: Yeah… “U hungry, wan to eat MacDonald’s ? S: YES I WANT… Me: Ok can, I only have breakfast with you if u allow me to bring you to the clinic. She doesn’t have a choice… After collecting the medicine from the nearby clinic, we head off to Queensway ridout MacDonald’s. I just took a cup of cappuccino. Siti ate hungrily… Me: “slow down we are not in any rush” S: Abang I got something to tell you.. “my husband is release today from the prison ” Me: Great news man ! She did not say anything. Me: “do you need to change? “ “I can drop you off there but you got to take a cab back with your hubby” Siti didn’t seem too excited. I was very happy for Siti. Now that her husband is back I am out of the picture. I could get some time alone for myself. I drop Siti off and went back my straight to home to rest. Just then an sms came in … “Flight xyz 1200hrs T3 to St Rxxxx.” It was from Mdm V. She is coming back tomorrow. I sent her a reply to acknowledge her message. |
#282
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I reach home to my flat, put my handphone to slient and slept.
Too much action for the past few days, I just want to be left alone. I woke up and was lost for awhile. I couldn’t think straight and it took me a while to get my thgs back together. Had cold a shower to wake the body up and head down to Long John Silver for a meal. I just took a walk for a change and didn’t want to drive. Meal was good or maybe I was just hungry. Sat for a while looking out the glass window seeing the crowd at KAFU food court. It was getting crowded. Decided to do my grocery shopping. Load up with more Gunnies Draft beer and some basic items and headed back home. I went back to my flat . Struggling to open the door while holding the grocery bags. “Let me help” … a man voice I turn around and look at him. I do not recognize him at all. Standing beside him was Siti. Oh I get it it was Siti Husband. “hey Thank you, you must be Siti Husband “ I said. “yes” … my name is A (lets just call him A) “Hey I am very rude pls come in” I say… I invited both of them….. but wait there is another lady. I look at Siti… and she say “this is my cousin, Eliza “ Hi Hi pls come in…. I repeat again. “Beer for everyone” ? I asked as I settled down with my stuff. They did not reject. I took four cans of beer and place it on the coffee table. A: “ Sir I am here to thank you personally for taking care of Siti and our family too” Me: STUNNED ! …. Hey you make it sound too serious, nothing of such thing, I just offer some assistance. “ A: NO sir , you have done a lot for us Siti told me about it. I am starting to feel uncomfortable…. “come come lets drink up” I lift my beer can trying to divert the topic. |
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A was doing most the talking. I was just there listening. I notice Siti keep silent and was drinking the can of beer. Eliza was talking and laughing appearing to be very interested in what A was talking.
My senses told me something wasn’t right. I interrupted.. “hey I am going down to get more beers “ A: Good good at the rate we are going we need a whole carton. Me: Sure I will go and get it. A: Siti go and help. Siti stood up and went together with me. When we were downstairs Siti started to cry… She kept crying and did not say anything. I was high already and getting sick of her crying. Still I muster up a fake smile and show some concern. We went to the nearest 7 11 and get more beer. Siti didn’t talk, but from her body language it seems she is afraid of something. I head back up together with Siti and open the door. There wasn’t anyone in the living room. Hmm strange ! My masterbed room door was not fully closed .. and I could hear the my air con compress motor rumbling away. Siti sat on the sofa and keep silent. A familiar sound started to come out from the master room… “arhg arhg …. Yeah ….argh argh…. I push the door open slowly …. Oh shit…. Mr A is banging the shit out of Eliza doggie style. Eliza shorts was pull down to her knees and she doesn’t have any panty on. Mr A was just ramming her yummy big ass all the way. I have to admit it was a real turn on. I close the door back and took a beer to drink. I look over at Siti and she just look down on the floor. Yup… she knew what is about to coming. So it looks like Eliza is not cousin at all, but rather Mr A regular FB. Mr A came out with his jeans on. “hey brother . you into swinging ? “ Me: “ har ? I was blur for awhile…… “oh swing “ … I never try…… Mr A grab my hand forcefully and pull me into the room. “you like what you see”… said Mr A Me:,,,,,arh I am not really into this… beside I am don have a pattern to swop with you. WRONG REPLY ! …. SITI …. Mr A shouted. Now I get it… I understand what Siti fear… Siti came in totally naked. I sat on the chair Stunt. Mr A and Eliza wasted no time and carry on their deed facing the wall. Siti went on her knees and started crawling towards me. Looking at Siti face I knew she is afraid. But she is NOT afraid of me. She is afraid that she if she is not up to mark. Mr A would give her hell of a good beating. I know I have to play my part well, if not the poor gal will suffer. I open my legs wide while sitting on the chair…. Siti got the hint and crawl over and suck my tool…. Hmm with the alcohol kicking in, I have to admit it was good…. |
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interesting story, way to go
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seem that you are facing a "fierce" husband of siti. hope that you will get out of the trouble! i can smell some of it coming.
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