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31 Jan 2009 My phone alarm rang at 2am on the dot and I got out of bed and turned it off before it woke my whole family up. I made sure that it was in silent before picking up my shopping from last week and slipping out of my house. I made sure to tape part of my door so that it would not make a sound when I closed it and locked the door as silently as I could. Happy that I was out, I took the stairs down to the fifth floor where I could take the lift down to the ground floor. I called for a cab and waited patiently for it to come. It took only 15 minutes and I was comfortably in the back of the Toyota Crown heading towards Tiffany’s house. I told him her block number and pretended to fall asleep in the back of the cab so that I could go through security. Surely they would not wake me up to confirm that I was a resident. I went up the stairs and took a seat comfortably on the third floor and assembled the magic clean mops. There were three parts in total which fit perfectly into my bag when disassembled. Most importantly, when assembled, I hoped that it would be long enough to reach Tiffany’s house. I made sure that the super glue was strong enough and held the ball in place and tied the 5 mops together. The heads (flat surface at the bottom) were placed in a 3 and 2 configuration on either side. I checked again to make sure that I don’t see any lights on and placed the mops, now tied together across the hole as a bridge. I hoped that the combined strength of the mops would be enough to support my weight. The hole was a little less than a mop’s length and my mops fit perfectly. I took off my shoes so that I would not make a sound in her house. Balancing myself gingerly, I walked across the mops over into Tiffany’s house. I guess the designers never thought of that. Her house was spotless clean even though the maid room was unoccupied. Perhaps her mum was a housewife? I have no idea. I made my way from the yard to her kitchen, checking her washing machine first, and found that it is empty. I then went to the living room and stepped onto the cool marble floor. Phew, no pet.
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In the moonlight, I could see a clothes line outside in her balcony but it was devoid of clothes. I ventured away from there and saw that she does not have another shoe rack in her house. Her socks must be somewhere else then. I crept towards the common bathroom in the hallway and heard the constant humming sound of a fan coming from the room on the left. The door was ajar and I saw the figure of a girl sleeping and a ceiling fan swirling rapidly. There was a table on the opposite side of the room, against the wall and the bed was beside the window. I hesitated and decided to check the rest of the rooms out.
The master bedroom door was shut and I did not try to open it. The last room was occupied by an ironing board and two portable hangers that took up most of the room. They were filled with clothes. I was now sure that it was Tiffany in the first room and knew that she was the only child. Creeping into the common toilet, I saw what I was looking for. On the marble table top at the sink, I saw a pile of clothes. At the top is Tiffany’s track attire which she probably took out of her bag after bathing. I brought the singlet to my nose and took a sniff. Her now dried sweat smelt wonderful, not at all smelly. I checked that the sink was dry before placing it back into the sink. Moving on, I saw her white uniform blouse. I decided against smelling that and it too went into the sink. She wore a purple bra to school that day, which was placed under her blouse. Weird, since she would have taken off her blouse first before taking off her bra. I was uninterested and threw it into the sink. I found a purple underwear inside her FBT shorts which she probably wore under her skirt and for her CCA. Completely ignoring her shorts, I put the underwear to my nose, taking in the scent of her worn underwear. The cotton felt soft to the touch and it smells a little of pee and another scent which I couldn’t quite describe. I liked the sweet heavenly goodness though, and placed it into my right pocket. Her skirt was flung into the sink next and I finally found my treasure. Her worn socks were right at the bottom, probably placed there the moment she reached home. She wore them for the entire day, including track practice where she must have soaked it in her sweat. I took a quick whiff of it, making sure that I like the scent before pocketing it as well. It went into my left pocket, separate from her underwear. I placed all the clothes back nicely and summoned up the courage to walk into her room. The first thing that caught my eye was her phone, charging in a corner. I wanted to look through her messages so badly. I stopped myself. Or did I?
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Stalker alert? :P
Gotnotime to update story, but got time to read story~ |
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Hahaha something that I always wanted to do la Hmm not a popular story judging my the readership
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I'm gonna end fucking rival and love and lust by the end of next month.. Before I try writing another genre :P |
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Come on bro it's a nice story keep on going
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Thank you for your encouragement bro If you have any comments on how I can improve my writing style, please feel free to tell me.
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I guess she removed her pants and panties together, hence the position?
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Her room was painted in a shade of light blue and moonlight came in from her windows. She slept on her sides facing her window and covered herself with a blanket. Her curtains were open but windows shut firmly for reasons unknown. Perhaps she did not want to wake up if it started to rain.
I reached for her phone, when I heard a noise break the silence of the night. I turned around to see that Tiffany turned around to face the door. Going closer, I ascertained that her eyes were still shut and sneaked out of her house through the front door. The door locked itself when it closed and I ran back to the stairwell barefoot to pack up my tools. It could come in handy again. I got home and took her socks and panties out from my pocket like a young kid who got his Christmas present early. I eagerly sniffed her ankle socks, taking in the scent of her sweat soaked socks before moving on to her purple panties. There was a contrasting white stain where her pussy was. The rest of her panties smelt of her sweat, probably accumulated from CCA. I kept her socks and panties into separate zip lock bags and tried to go back to sleep, high from all the excitement in one night. 3 Feb 2009 I went to the toilet I finished eating and heard voices coming from the female toilet opposite. I could recognise Tiffany’s voice and another female’s voice, probably Li Ting’s. LT: Eh don’t cry already la. He so bastard u cry also useless la. Tiff: U think so simple one meh? LT: Don’t need cry over people like him one la. Cry so much for what? Brian stupid go dump u la. I’ve heard enough. That was all I needed to know. Time for me to gather some courage and put my plan into action. I waited till recess ended and we were in class again. Me: Eh why your eyes so red? Brian ah? Tiff: Fuck you la. You better shut up otherwise I kill you with my pencil. Me: Don’t need so upset la. Brian no brain one you don’t know? Spell brain as Brian… Tiff: WTF. In the corner of my eye, I saw it. A smile
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6 Feb 2009 I got myself into detention again so that I would have an excuse to stay back till Tiffany was done with her CCA. It was raining that day and they were nowhere in sight. I have no idea where track trained when it was raining. I went to the canteen after detention anyway, hoping that she would turn up. I bought two cups of Milo, one for her and one for me, knowing that she would be hot and thirsty after her training. I started sipping on mine when she came. Instead of taking the full cup that was on the table, she snatched the one that I was drinking. I was so surprised that I did not even have time to react. Tiff: Thanks ah. Me: KNS like to take my Milo hor? Buy another one for you don’t take come take mine. Tiff: Take yours then fun mah. The other one boring la. Me: Like that la. Always take my Milo, you owe me. Tiff: What you want? I buy you Milo next time lor. Me: Then don’t want. See you at Jurong Entertainment Centre the following Saturday. Tiff: Huh? Asking me out ah? Ok lor. Let’s see what you got. Me: You say one ah? Set. It was still raining when we left and Tiffany was forced to share my umbrella when we walked to the bus stop. Our lower body was almost completely soaked by the torrential rainfall by the time we reached the bus interchange. This time, Tiffany sat with me at the back of the bus. Oh yeah. I offered to walk her home in the rain when we reached her stop and she called me a stalker before agreeing. She claims that it was only because the rain was very heavy and she was wearing a white top but my 15 year old mind had other ideas. Somehow, I managed to convince myself that she was beginning to like me because she allowed me to walk her home. 13 Feb 2009 Tiff: *Pokes me hard with her blue G2* Oi what’s the date ah?I looked up from my geography worksheet. Me: 13 Feb lor… Tiff: WE’RE GOING OUT ON VALENTINES DAY?! T: SHHHH! Do your work or get out of my class.
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Either she blur or you blur.. I though valentine day was on 14th feb?
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emmmm pls continue thkk
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I assume 13th feb is the fri as they will be meeting on the following sat which is 14th.. I'm back from overseas!! Will continue my "work" soon...
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keep on going bro
UPZ u my humble 3 points |
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Wash suddenly so many supporters. I'll upload another chapter tomorrow. Quote:
Thank you bro.
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