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It must be love...Love...LOVE...  Guess I should put down my feelings...what little I do have...          . . .  . . . . MajorEasy's Blog... There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting...... |
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I've been trying not to think about her at all...but it's no use...my heart skips a beat every time I think of her and it's driving me nuts... I was introduced to her a few weeks ago...as with most other Shenzhen girls I've met...she is a flight attendant...but a slight difference... I met her at the dinning room...having lunch with a friend usually brings joy of meeting new friends...and there she was, sitting at the table with my friend when I arrived... She was very quiet...kept to herself...fiddled with her food a little...answered any questions with few words... Naturally...she was sweet and pretty...they all were...but she was so quiet, I thought she couldn't be in the service line...the other girls moved their mouths constantly...not in a bad way mind...just either eating or talking... My first impression of her was fairly neutral...she was pleasant...but nothing more...I got along much better with the other girls on the table...we chatted and flirted and had fun...she was just a person sharing the table and nothing else... A few nights later...I was on my way back from town and a friend called...said she was having supper and if I cared to join her...sure...I'm always game for some food and light banter...so I made my way to the restaurant instead of my room... My friend was at a table...two girls...who is this other girl then? I sat down...a vague impression of who she was went quickly through my mind...oh...met her before...the quiet one... Our mutual friend did most of the talking...complaining about this and that...I was used to it by now...smiles and poise in front of customers, full of complaints after landing...  The quiet one ate her food...nodded in agreement once in a while...smile a lot, but ignored me most of the time....until.... Our friend had to go to the ladies...so the quiet one and I were left on our own...and there it began...  We had to say something...the awkward silence made us do it...she asked a question...I answered with a question,she then answered with a follow up...and before long, we were chatting...naturally... I found her to be cute and naive and wishful...curious to a fault...but I can see the wide streak of stubbornness...I loved that about her...she would stick to her guns but at the same time made it so pleasant in disagreeing... On that first verbal-encounter evening...I merely thought of her as another sweet, slightly confused young woman...she was all of 23yo...and I was all set to help her out with whatever questions she needed answers to... She wanted to go to Guangzhou for a short break...heard that I was still going to be in town...asked me a few loaded questions about what I thought fun meant...and promptly invited me to join her to explore the hills, food and sights of Guangzhou...in three weeks from the night we talked...out mutual friend was roped in of course, she couldn't say no to her either...wow...how's that for taking charge?? As the days and weeks passed...I saw her more and more...lunch...then tea...then dinner...she'd sms me on landing to see if I had eaten...if not...she would get a few girls along to entice me to join them...if I had, she'd invite me to sit with them, have a tea she'd say, you love tea...I had a ball... I brought her to my hair wash place...and she brought me to hers...I hated the massage at her place and she hated the hair drying person at mine...we loved all the food we found...but she dislike sweet stuff which I adored...and I wasn't into sour stuff which she would eat by the truck load...all in all...we got along like a barn on fire... She'd make fun of my Chinese pronunciation...I'd laugh at her English...she'd giggle at my fashion sense and I would make jokes about her expressions... The main thing I liked about her above all other, is her ability to speak gently...unlike all other Chinese girls I know...I have never heard her raise her voice...even when she was upset about something, she would protest quietly...almost apologetic for protesting...she was a doll... All this while...there were always other people with us...she or I would invite some mutual friends along...and it was they who told me...you have that look, one said to me...what look? I asked...she'd smiled secretively... One day...two mutual friends met me as I walked back from class...we chatted...and naturally I asked after the quiet one...they looked at each other and giggled...I was confused, and must have looked it... Oh dear...one said to the other...he got it bad...the other laughed and agreed...What?? I asked... You like her don't you? She accused... I had to think about it...did I like her...more than the usual like??  I like all of you girls...I said in defence...but they saw through me...better than I did myself...still I wasn't sure...maybe we just got along better, that's all... That evening...she called...she sounded cheerful...'hungry' was her first word to me...heh heh heh...I already eaten, but how could I deny her...I met her downstairs and for the first time, there wasn't anyone else coming along... We chatted as usual...laughed and joked...and walked to the nearby restaurant...she ordered enough food for an army...but only when the food arrived that I realised; all the food she ordered were stuff I like...three desserts in fact...she grinned... To reward me for keeping her company she said... After we ate...she yanked my sleeve...let's go ice skating she said...dang...the ice ring was 45 minutes away by cab...but I would be inhuman to say no to that eager, happy, sweet and smiling face...so we hopped into the first cab that came along... It was the best few hours I spent in Shenzhen...taking her hand as we skated around...she wasn't too good at it...and fell down a few times...once, she cut her finger and I had to press her cut with my hanky...her blood is still on my hanky right now as I type... I got a plaster for her...she gamely carried on...I never let go of her hands after that...couldn't risk another fall, you understand?? Towards the end of our two hour session...she said she had cramps...near her ankle...I gently helped her out of the ring...and untied her laces...she was slightly embarrass when I removed her boots...she kept pulling away, but i'll have none of it...when her socked foot came into view...I grabbed her ankle and started massaging it for her... It was then that I knew...I liked this girl more that I thought... She had been flying all day...and we walked and skated for hours...her socks smelt the wear...yet...my nose received the sweaty, stinky smell of socks and foot ordour...my brain accepted it as something I enjoyed...never have I felt so at home holding and smelling a sweaty foot... I massaged her foot and she tried to look away...resting her leg on my thigh...we forgot the time... The attendant came over and told us we had to leave...the next session is about to start and we had to return our skates or they'll have to charge us for the next session as well... I looked at her...her blushing face said let's go...I held her one boot and took one of her hands as she hobbled to our locker... She refused to let me hold her hand after that...though we chatted like nothing happened... We had supper before going back...and all I could think about was how I could sneak in a kiss...I didn't get that far...  (to be continued...) . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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Waiting for your part 2...
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Waiting for your part 2... Thanks mate...so, there are people out there who can read and understand and want more...  As I've promised...all one has to do is ask... For you mate, here's the next installment...  . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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(cont) She walked unusually closed to me...clapping her hands lightly as we spoke...to me, it was a clear invitation to take her hand... However, whenever my finger tips curled around her palm...she'd pull away...after 3-4 tries, I gave up in utter confusion... Still...it was very pleasant...here was a girl whom I suddenly realised meant more to me than just a friend...but subtly...we were not more than friends...the chase never felt so good... As we stood and discussed which mode of transport we should take to return to base…she leaned in and rested her shoulder on my chest…still confused over her mixed signals, I resisted the temptation to wrap my arms around her…I did put on hand on her lower back to support her…this, she did not refuse…  She complaint that her foot was still giving her problems…and I asked if she needed me to carry her…I was all set to do it too…if I had to carry her and walk all the way back to base (a 30 minute journey by car…  I would have accepted it. She shook her head…but suggested maybe we should go for a foot massage…I had mixed feelings about this suggestion…on the one hand, it would do her good to get her foot massaged…my own legs were crying out for a massage too…but on the other hand, this would deny me the pleasure of administering the massage on her myself…she was looking at me for my thought on the subject and I couldn’t dwell on it too long…with a smile, I pointed to a row of shops not far away…let’s go there, I know a good place… It must have been the comfort of my hand on her back…as we moved off…she took hold of my left elbow...and we walked like this for a couple of minutes…it felt extremely right…sadly, she realised her over-zealousness and released her hold soon after…again, I reached out to take her hand, and she did the pull away…she’d move a few inches further away from me for a few steps, and then come back in till I make another move… The strange thing was…our bodies were doing this little dance but we chatted like it was happening to someone else…neither of us showed any reaction; verbally or in expressions, toward my physical advancement and her resistance…the only thing I noticed was that we seemed to spend more and more time looking into each others eyes…  Going for a foot massage with women is such a routine matter for me that I did not realise how this one trip would wake my feelings up…and in a manner I was unfamiliar with…  (to be continued… . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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Thanks for your prompt part 2. I do like reading it. Pls keep on flowing.....
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12/5/2008 7:30 am |
zorpia88 - u're so cute! with you around, we'll have a complete story every time as majoreasy is insistent on having a comment before he'd deliver the next part of any his stories... (silly, many would think, especially his blog watchers .. but he's the boss here, so we'll leave u to humour him so that we get entertained eh..) ...for your efforts, on behalf of other watchers, i'll give u 3 and a  (a kiss eh?) ... ... u can create some 'work' for majoreasy by putting an emoticon in many of his previous incomplete entries ...rofl  ...
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Thanks for your prompt part 2. I do like reading it. Pls keep on flowing..... No worries mate...as long as people are showing me that my stories are read...then it shall continue to the conclusion... Cheers for reading mate... . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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zorpia88 - u're so cute! with you around, we'll have a complete story every time as majoreasy is insistent on having a comment before he'd deliver the next part of any his stories... (silly, many would think, especially his blog watchers .. but he's the boss here, so we'll leave u to humour him so that we get entertained eh..)...for your efforts, on behalf of other watchers, i'll give u 3 and a (a kiss eh?) ... ... u can create some 'work' for majoreasy by putting an emoticon in many of his previous incomplete entries ...rofl ...Alamak sweetie...how can you be so mean?? Heh heh heh...say I'm boss here and my rules...but can come in here and tekan me some more...  Hahahaaha...good to see you finally commenting...not that hard right?? . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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(cont) It has been a habit of mine as I walk into a foot massage place in China to specify upfront that I want a woman...almost all the places have men who do the foot massage and if I do not specify, there's a good chance I'll be massaged by a man... It's not that big a deal here in Sg and I have had many men massage my feet before...but over there...they massage all the way up the thighs...reaching the base of the pockets...now, that's rather too close for another man to be touching me, don't you think?? In this case, I did the same thing, two women please...she turned to me and said she wanted a man...well...fair enough I thought...and as I have always advocated, massage is a balance of ying and yang...men should be massage by women and vice versa...I really wasn't too fussed... We sat down side by side...and she reminded me that I once read palms for a mutual friend...and that friend thought it was incredibly accurate...she wanted me to have a look at hers...well now...I was only too happy to take her hands in mine... A man and a woman came in...we did the usual feet soaking...sat over for a back massage...and then the foot massage started after half an hour... We sat back...she passed me her hands and we started the palm reading... It was fun...we laughed and joked...she had some lines indicating she's indecisive in love...she raised her eyebrows and giggled...yes, she admitted...she tended to fall in and out of love very quickly... Her career would go well but not for long...for some reason, her lines showed that she won't be working for a living, starting relatively young...hahahaha, she laughed...maybe a rich man would keep her happy at home...I grinned at that thought...completely plausible... In any case....we had a lot of fun...we laughed and chatted about dreams and hopes...and we spent a lot...I mean A LOT of time staring into each other's eyes as we talked... My heart melted every time she would look into my eyes, then a slight smile appeared on her face...she'd blush slightly, look away...then turn back to me with another observation, or question, or joke...she was utterly adorable!!! She was curious to a fault...and she made similar observations about people and life that when I bring up, people would think me silly...was this possible?? My head asked my heart...a girl who was a female version of me...and we get along??  The two worked at our feet...occasionally asking if more pressure is desired...they left us well alone as I guess anyone who is alive could feel the thickness of fondness between the two of us... After the palm reading...I keep her left hand in my right...and she didn't attempt to pull it back this time...I was...in fact...in...HEAVEN!!! She tried to eat her complimentary pudding but with only one available hand, she struggled a little...so I did what a gentleman would do...I fed her using my left hand...fire or bombs or threat of amputation could not make me release her hand...which was a perfect fit in mine... With a few mouth-full, she sighed contentedly...leaned her head back and closed her eyes...I, on the other hand was getting a back cramp because I sat in an awkward angle...just so I could keep my eyes on her sweet, gorgeous face... Her eyes would open a slit every now and then...and upon seeing my watching her...she'd chuckle softly then shut her eyes tightly... I was thinking how I should tell the people that we would like to extend our foot massage...say for the next 10-15 years?? News of a cold front flashed on the tele and her eyes flew opened...woah, she exclaimed...going to be cold tonight...and without hesitation, added...sleeping alone... My heart slammed...was she hinting?? Or was that just her usual observation?? I was still thinking of how to respond when it happened...though not started by me...I shall regret it for the rest of my life...  (to be continued..) . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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zorpia88 - u're so cute! with you around, we'll have a complete story every time as majoreasy is insistent on having a comment before he'd deliver the next part of any his stories... (silly, many would think, especially his blog watchers .. but he's the boss here, so we'll leave u to humour him so that we get entertained eh..)...for your efforts, on behalf of other watchers, i'll give u 3 and a (a kiss eh?) ... ... u can create some 'work' for majoreasy by putting an emoticon in many of his previous incomplete entries ...rofl ...thank-you! my day is brightened by your 3 and kiss.I would like to take the honor to re-direct your to our writer but keep your kiss for myself to treasure. Cheers ! Do enjoy the the long weekend.
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Sadly sweetie...love and I just do not get along...  For whatever reason...whenever it gets good, I ruin it by being able to act and speak...a sure way to kill it off... Story of my life...perhaps the reason I rather hang loose? Cheers for coming back though...it's been a long time... . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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Sweet idlewonderwhy, thank-you! my day is brightened by your 3 and kiss.I would like to take the honor to re-direct your to our writer but keep your kiss for myself to treasure. Cheers ! Do enjoy the the long weekend. HEYYYYY...excuse me people.... I know this post is about love....but all these passing of and trading kisses is not on!!  Will the two of yous please get a room or something??? ....we're trying to tell a story here...Heh heh heh mate...thanks for passing on the ...much appreciated...Stay tune...next part coming up real soon... . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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12/6/2008 8:11 am |
majoreasy - i'm so sweet and appreciative yet u call me mean....... it's too long a commercial break and we're still not in the throes of love... ... the pace is like barbara cartland's tales .. can revv up engine a little and change to faster gear, at least in delivery .. zorpia88 - ......yup, listen the boss, keep your , no passing around... anyway, there're plenty to give away though majoreasy only deserves one at best for this one cos of his tardy follow-up ...........
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majoreasy - i'm so sweet and appreciative yet u call me mean.. ..... it's too long a commercial break and we're still not in the throes of love... ... the pace is like barbara cartland's tales .. can revv up engine a little and change to faster gear, at least in delivery .. zorpia88 - ......yup, listen the boss, keep your , no passing around... anyway, there're plenty to give away though majoreasy only deserves one at best for this one cos of his tardy follow-up ...........  Steady on sweetie...tardy??? I hope you realise it is Saturday?!?!?!?!...I'm exhausted from my evening exertions...and here you are, withdrawing 2 whole ??????(If this is not mean...I don't know what is...) Not the kind of love we need in here... Anyway...I tried to upload the next part of the story...for some reason...I got logged out instead...heh heh heh...crap machine, lousy ISP...*shake head... Standby...shall try again instantly... . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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(cont) And so...there I was, enjoying the fleeting elation and suffering the pains of love in equal measures...and she was more than in the game... I was so fully focused on her that I didn't even realise when the massage on our feet completed...they applied some seaweed cream thingy and wrapped our legs up to the knees in hot towels...and of course...they started to massage the parts above the knees... My woman pressed and kneaded my thighs and together with her firm handling...I felt dull ache... ...must have been from all the walking and skating...but in order not to alarm my date...I gritted my teeth and took whatever pain that came my way...Her guy must have been doing exactly the same thing...but unlike me, she yelped out in pain... I looked over quickly and saw her face in a grimace...probably just like my own expression... ...she stared daggers at me for daring to grin at her sufferings and we both burst out laughing...Perhaps because I did not complaint...or perhaps her guy was more in tune with his customer...my woman kept on doing her thing as normal...but her guy showed a bit more concern, and started to massage her thighs while telling her that pressing would not help...and the manner that he did this was to rub his palms and fingers over her thighs... From my vantage point...his hands were extreme closed to her crotch... What made it worse was, along with the rub, she made humming sounds...like a cross between grunts and moans...while it sounded like she was enduring pain...it would not be wrong for anyone not fully in the picture to think she was moaning out of pleasure... I watched her face and her frown told me that he was rubbing too hard instead of too intimately... I asked the guy...is it really necessary to rub like this? Can't you see she is hurting? He gave me a smug look and explained that the pain would only sooth if he continued...anyway, he said, she seemed to be enjoying it... I felt anger raising inside me...out of jealousy?? Out of envy?? I don't really know...I have never felt like this before...she wasn't my girlfriend, and even if she was...I have always been able to laugh it off...my motto has always been: pleasure is pleasure, regardless of the source...and just because two people are in a relationship, one should never deny the other pleasure simply because it was gotten from someone else... Yup...that night though...I had to talk to myself repeatedly to prevent my displeasure from plastering all over my face...it wasn't easy...what got me even madder was after hearing me ask the guy to take it easy...she did and said nothing to indicate that he should stop...she actually opened her legs apart more so he can rub her inner thighs... I know myself and when I get angry like this, it is best to just keep my mouth shut and look away...and I did that...surely, she realised that I was suddenly quiet and distant...but we weren't really talking at that time because the woman and the guy moved back to their stool to unwrap our legs...and they were telling us the benefits of the wrap... That was good, she said to me...and I grunted an agreement...now, that caught her attention...are you alright? She asked with a frown... Well, at that time, to say what I felt would have started world war III...so I simply pretended that I needed the restroom, badly...and once my legs were unwrapped, I made a dash for the door...her guy and my woman took their things and followed me out...the norm is they would go fetch hot salt bags, and then come back to finish off the massage with those... I didn't really need to go...but I went to the restroom anyway...and on the way there, I reasoned with myself that my rage was unreasonable...why was I so upset over?? I took a few deep breaths...counted to 20 slowly and started my walk back...by that time, I was much calmer and I wanted to forget the incident and to enjoy the rest of the evening... When I got back in the room...she was alone....the hot salt bags have not arrived yet...she was rubbing her own thighs and her face displayed the cutest mix of a frown and a smile...I had to smile at her... She looked up and smile widely...that felt really good, she said again...I'm glad you found this place... (to be continued...) . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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idlewonderwhy- I would listen and take your advise. major- I appreciate your hard work but wish that you could increase your flow rate of your writing. Thank-you in advance. 
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idlewonderwhy- I would listen and take your advise. major- I appreciate your hard work but wish that you could increase your flow rate of your writing. Thank-you in advance. Sorry mate... Would love to speed things along, but my boss has a warped sense of humour...(read new post, if I can get there without any plan change...*%$%$&^%&*...) Am doing the best I can...so sorry for the delay again...my bad... . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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(cont) I was still a little upset...and what really got to me was I did not fully understand my own feelings...why was I even upset?? That just got me more bothered...  But she was smiling so sweetly, I smiled back at her...and her sighs of contentment calmed me down a lot...I sat back down and the people came back with the salt bags and we finished the foot massage... We were told that we can just relax for as long as we wished, the people left and we were all alone... We talked a little more...joked a little...but I was trying my best to recapture the earlier feelings...not so successful there...even then...I was still having fun and she was certainly a delightful chat-buddy... I noticed that she was still rubbing her own thighs...so I volunteered to help out...she allowed me to rub her calves down...and she just sat back...once in a while, she would make a remark and we would banter a bit... After a few minutes...I moved up to her knees...right at the top of her knees were sore points for her...I paid attention to those and rubbed my way up to her middle thigh...and here's where problems started... I was at the midpoint of her thighs...rubbing back down to her knees...she shifted in her seat, and her body showed signs that she was uncomfortable... I asked her if anything was wrong...she shook her head initially...then she grabbed my hands...asked me to stop...she's not comfortable with me touching her thighs... I swear...I wasn't trying to get fresh...I wasn't copping a feel...she had pains and I was trying to sooth her...and then the reason for my earlier anger hit me... The guy was rubbing no more than an inch from her crotch, on her inner thigh...she allowed it and was almost moaning to it...I was at mid-thigh, on the top of her thighs, at least another 6 inches from her crotch, and she's already not comfortable...what gives?? I stopped rubbing as requested...but my face must have expressed unhappiness when I sat back down at my seat...her concerned eyes darted around a bit before she asked, apprehensively,...what's wrong?? Maybe I shouldn't have spoken...perhaps I should have kept it to myself...but I told her...rather accusingly I'm afraid, that I felt betrayed...that she would let a stranger rub her thighs but not me... She fell silent...then she said the guy was a professional...that he knew what he was doing, and I did not... I shook my head...I understand all that, I told her...but...he was just a guy...maybe he was being professional, maybe he was trying to get fresh...but that is not the point...the point...is that she was more comfortable letting him touch her than letting me... Her stabborn steak kicked in (rememebr that stubborn streak I feared as well as loved??)...I could see it in her face...she couldn't reason it away...but she was now upset that I was upset...and instantly...right at that point...my heart sank, I knew I was not going to win this argument nor would I be able to take back my heated words...the war is on!! (to be continued...) . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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major- understand your situation.  Pls continue with your relate till the complete end. Not to be burdened ,its ok to take a bit longer to finish your writing.
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major- understand your situation. Pls continue with your relate till the complete end. Not to be burdened ,its ok to take a bit longer to finish your writing. So sorry mate...been stuck outside the net...unable to log in for the last few days... As requested...here goes... . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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(cont) She silently said something about me not understanding her...and I agreed with her....I DID NOT...and I merely wanted to, if she would only explain it to me... She stared at me for a long minute....not an angry stare, more....errr....sad? exasperated? I kept my eyes on her eyes and tried to find a reason for our anger....is love really that difficult? My eyes screamed out 'because I think I love you' a thousand times in those few minutes...she probably never heard it even once.... I could see her eyes filled with confused sadness...I can almost feel her questions...Why, why am I so impossible? How did I turn into this unreasonable person?? And who do I think I am to accuse her?? To those questions, I have no answers...I only wanted to know the reason for her to be accepting to a stranger touching her at intimate places but pull away when I get only half way there... Her eyes welled up a little but neither of us could verbalise our demands... Suddenly, tears flowed down her cheek....she heaved a sigh that broke my heart....nevermind, she said in a soft voice...if you are so petty, she continued, I do not want to talk to you ever again... I was speechless...me, petty?? I was just asking a logical question.... She turned and walked slowly out the door of our room...I followed quickly of course and very gently held her hand... She did not struggle nor pull away like before...all she did was let me hold her hand as we both walked through the door... For a second....I thought we passed the painful point....the point where forgiveness was granted without words...she let me follow her, holding her hand as we passed the counter... I had to pay, so I used my free hand to reach for my wallet...she asked the attendant there where the rest room was...and moved towards the direction pointed to...I had to let go... After paying for our massage...I walked down the stairs to the entrance and waited...I lit a ciggy and my heart was pounding for the duration of the smoke...was she ok with me?? Am I ok with her?? Where do we pick things up when she comes down?? I waited for 20 minutes and got a little anxious...where was this girl?? My phone chimed...an sms...it was her...it said... 'It's getting late, you better make your way back. I'm in a taxi and I am going to visit a friend before going back. Goodnight.' Confused, I had this urge to call her. How?? Why?? Where?? But I knew I would start yelling the moment she picked up...instead, I flaged a cab and slumped in the back...pinching the bridge of my nose as I asked myself ten thousands questions...unable to answer a single one... That night, I sms her about the trip to Guangzhou that weekend, what time and where should we meet...her reply was 'we'll see'...and over the next two days, we traded many sms...she would always reply and sounded polite, she never had time to meet nor would she commit to anything I suggested. She never articulated her anger....nor did she say she was upset....yet she would only reply if I sms her...and never intiate like before... Over the next few days...I had the pleasure of the company of many other ladies...some of whom were mutual friends...strangely, her name was never mentioned...it was almost as if they knew that she did not want her name mentioned in my presence... True to her words...she never spoke with me again...even the day I had to leave Shenzhen...I called her number...she didn't pick up...but a few minutes later, I got an sms...'I know you are leaving today. It was nice meeting you. Sorry I am unable to send you off, please take care.' I felt my own eyes welling up...I only wanted to know the reason for her to reject my touch when she was all right with a stranger's...was that so wrong? I wasn't judging her...I wasn't saying she was not a nice person...I just wanted to know if she thought of me as someone more remote than that stranger... Was it my fault to even ask? The flight back was painful and even now...my heart hurts when I think of her...it would have been a beautiful relationship...my 'almost' girl... (The end) . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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1/17/2009 7:24 pm |
I was afraid of not seeing the ending to the story when I kept scrolling down for more. I'm sorry it didn't work out You described the starting of a loving relationship so well...did you ever figure out why her reaction was like that? {=}
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I was afraid of not seeing the ending to the story when I kept scrolling down for more. I'm sorry it didn't work out You described the starting of a loving relationship so well...did you ever figure out why her reaction was like that?Hey hey sweetly sweetie... Yes...sadly, it did not work out...I still pine for her... I have no idea what her thought process was and is...and maybe knowing is not that important...I just wish I did not react impulsively... Thanks for coming by sweetie... . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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5/20/2009 9:51 pm |
zorpia88 - u're so cute! with you around, we'll have a complete story every time as majoreasy is insistent on having a comment before he'd deliver the next part of any his stories... (silly, many would think, especially his blog watchers .. but he's the boss here, so we'll leave u to humour him so that we get entertained eh..)...for your efforts, on behalf of other watchers, i'll give u 3 and a (a kiss eh?) ... ... u can create some 'work' for majoreasy by putting an emoticon in many of his previous incomplete entries ...rofl ... U need 10 lies to cover one profile, so why even start 10 profiles!!
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why u sound so angry, ah? Hear hear...I was wondering the same thing myself... . . . . . . . MajorEasy's Blog...There is no use getting, into heavy petting it only leads to trouble, and seat wetting......
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