My attempt at sharing my experiences...

[noobgunZ]

Way to go Bro! I know some people think that it might be boring with no actions but from what I see, I'm trying to pick up some stuffs here and there too frm ur past experience

[FirstTimeUser]

Originally Posted by EnigmaofSorrow

Sis: Andrew asked around. There's this girl called Jenny? I think he asked her.

Me: Jenny doesn't know where I'm at either. The actual address anyway.

I guess Jenny can always ask Jason..

Glad to see the updates and that Shirley is ok.. Hope everything falls in place!

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Originally Posted by FirstTimeUser

I guess Jenny can always ask Jason..

Glad to see the updates and that Shirley is ok.. Hope everything falls in place!

I'm guessing that's exactly what happened. Doesn't matter anyway. I'm glad to see my sister again.

Typing out the Nicole update now since it's half time for the Lion City Cup...

[alphonsus]

So glad that Shirley is recovering.

Felt your sister made a point when she said "We all need to settle down one day".

Simple words but showed how much she cares for you.

Staying together does not always make you a true family. Sometime, those who are farthest away from you gives you the most warmth.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I met up with Nicole last Friday night. I initially really did not want to go, but after a discussion with Shirley, and after being convinced that she would be ok by herself, I headed off to meet Nicole for a late dinner at Marina Square.

As I was driving there, she texted me to ask if I was driving. I did not reply until I managed to find a parking lot.

Me: Yeah I drove.

Nic: Oh. I wanted to drink so I didn't drive. Wanted to ask you to drink with me.

Me: Erm. I'll see about that. Where are you now?

Nic: Just hanging around.

It dawned upon me that something may have happened, which would explain why she wanted to drink.

Me: You ok?

Nic: Just feeling down.

Me: Ok. So where do I meet you?

Nic: How about Paulaners?

Me: Ok.

I navigated my way to the place and found her in the queue. It appeared she was out to thrill or kill, as she had let her hair down, and was wearing the tightest of tube dresses, with knee high boots. I wondered if I was a little under-dressed in my faded tablet and torn jeans with slippers.

Me: Erm. We going clubbing?

Nicole looked at me.

Nic: Doesn't seem like you are.

Me: I thought we were only meeting for dinner.

Nic: And drinks.

Me: Something happened?

Nic: I got screwed over at work. Somehow.

Me: What happened?

Nic: Long story. Colleague took credit for some initiative I've been working on for the past 6 months. Was supposed to be a joint effort.

Me: Well. Shit happens.

Nic: Well, enough about me. How's the girl?

Me: She's fine. Getting better.

We finally reached the start of the queue.

Attendant: Smoking or non-smoking?

Nic: Smoking please.

Attendant: Yes Mdm. Follow me please.

We followed the attendant to the table in the smoking section. I could see the ravenous wolves locking their sights onto this fresh piece of meat, probably wondering what she was doing with me. Suddenly I felt very inadequate, just like the way I felt when Nicole compared my dick size to her dildos.

Nic: Something wrong?

I settled into the chair.

Me: No. Just thinking.

Nic: Of?

Me: Nothing in particular.

Nic: You're wondering why I'm dressed like this?

Me: Somewhat.

Nic: Well, I thought I wanted to go clubbing. Dance the frustrations away. Get really smashed.

Me: Alone?

Nic: Well, I was hoping you would come... But...

Me: I'm under dressed?

Nic: Maybe just the slippers bit.

Me: Right.

Nic: Doesn't matter. I'll go alone.

Me: I won't feel good letting you go alone.

Nic: Wow. I didn't know you still cared.

Me: I always did.

Nic: That's sweet.

Me: But I'm driving so I doubt I'll drink much. And I've to send you home.

Nic: It's ok. I can take a cab. If not maybe someone will pick me up, and I'll be having a really good time... Know what I mean?

She caressed my leg with her foot under the table. I jumped.

Me: Yeah. I get what you mean.

She ordered some German-named dish and half a litre of dark beer while I got a rosti and a bourbon coke. She finished the beer even before her food came and ordered another.

Me: Woah. Slow down.

Nic: I'm good. You know I can hold my liqour right.

She took out her Virginia Slims and lit one.

Me: I didn't know you still smoked.

Nic: Just started again.

Me: That project thing must have been really important to you.

Nic: Let's just say the only other time I felt this betrayed was when you left me.

Me: Sorry.

Nic: No matter. I'll probably get passed over for my upgrade this year anyway.

Me: That bad huh?

Nic: Yeah. I don't want to talk about it anymore.

She took a long swig of her beer and finished the second glass in almost one gulp. She suppressed a burp. My bourbon was still untouched. She grabbed it.

Me: Hey. Take it easy.

Nic: Just let me be.

I let her drink anyway.

Our food arrived a short while after and she ordered another beer. I guessed I probably was not going to get to drink much. She ate a little bit of her food and continued drowning her sorrows. By the time I finished my rosti, she had drank two liters of beer and my bourbon. She called for the bill and paid with her card. I tried to pay her back but she slapped my hand away.

Nic: It's on me.

Me: Ok. Next ones on me I guess.

Nic: Haha. That would be next school holidays.

We go up to leave.

Me: You ready to go home?

Nic: You're kidding right? I barely started.

Me: Binge drinking and smoking can't be good for your health.

Nic: You're either with me or against me.

I sighed.

Me: Where to?

Nic: Since you don't want to club, let's go to Harry's.

We headed over to Esplanade and she started knocking back glasses of house wines. I mulled over my single glass of Remy Martin, wondering why I even ordered it in the first place, when my more favoured Martell and Hennessy were available.

When she excused herself to go to the restroom, I messaged Natalie.

Me: Hey. Somethings wrong with your sis. She's drinking alot.

Nat: Oh issit? Stressed lor.

Me: It's really alot. I'm worried. Can you come over?

Nat: Er. I'm at a friends house. Not very free now.

Me: Friend? Just come? I need help with your sister.

She did not reply until about half an hour later by which time Nicole was back and had resumed drinking cocktails.

Nat: "That" kind of friend.

Me: FB? Oh. Ok.

Nat: Ya la. You send her home k?

Me: Ok. Enjoy yourself.

Her last message threw me off.

Nat: Could have been you.

I did not reply.

Close to midnight Shirley messaged me.

S: You must be having a lot of fun. I go sleep first. Don't come back too late.

Me: Nite.

Nic: Why you drinking so little?

Me: I'm driving.

Nic: Oh yeah. Forgot.

She tried to take out another stick from her pack but it was empty.

Nic: Got sticks?

I passed her my Marlboro Lights.

Me: We go after this?

Nic: So early? Ok lor.

She called for the bill and paid again. I felt a little inadequate again.

Walking back to the car I noticed she was walking a little unsteadily so I put my arm around her shoulder to steady her but she moved it to her waist instead, pressing herself against me.

Nic: Haha. Haven't been this close to you for quite awhile.

Me: You're drunk.

Nic: Nope. Just pleasantly high.

Me: And I'm bringing you home.

I bundled her into the car and secured the seatbelt.

We arrived at her place around half an hour later. I expected her to be snoring but she was still wide awake.

Nic: Come in for a drink?

Me: Alcoholic or non-alcoholic.

Nic: Up to you. Do you want history to repeat itself?

Me: Tempting. But no. I'll take a coffee.

Nic: Sure.

She fumbled around for her keys and conveniently dropped it on the ground. She bent down to pick it up, giving me an eyeful of her ass, and a near upskirt.

I ignored the stirring in my jeans. She unlocked the door.

Nic: Coming in?

Me: Yeah.

I was hoping she would suddenly just get so tired and decide to sleep instead of drinking anymore.

[genius]

Hmm... I was at Paulaners just some 3 hours ago... had 3 1/2 litre of dark beers. One of my favorite.

How come none of the service staffs, ask us if we want smoking area or not?? Never a single time. Anyway. usually I sit inside as i enjoy the live music more..

Good story.. Keep it up..

[dcyrusb]

Haven't been in sbf for 2 weeks and TS has already updated so much. You're really a good guy for taking such good care of Shirley even picking up cooking for her. Take care bro and will keep camping for newer updates.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Originally Posted by genius

Hmm... I was at Paulaners just some 3 hours ago... had 3 1/2 litre of dark beers. One of my favorite.

How come none of the service staffs, ask us if we want smoking area or not?? Never a single time. Anyway. usually I sit inside as i enjoy the live music more..

Good story.. Keep it up..

Maybe cos I was holding my pack in my hand? Haha... I don't really like sitting inside, the music makes it hard to hold a decent conversation. And you can't smoke inside...

[FirstTimeUser]

Originally Posted by EnigmaofSorrow

Nic: Coming in?

Me: Yeah.

Seems like history is about to repeat itself.. haha..

Originally Posted by EnigmaofSorrow

S: Do you think our kids will be cute too?

This actually sounded like the conversation you had with Jenny some time ago while she was running a high fever..

[amphibia007]

hi, bro Enigma. I've been your big fan from pg1. Thanks for the sharing. Just curious and hope if you can finish up the story between you and your boss Maryanne encounters. It stops halfway thru. I hope you can continue back once you recall back what happen back then. Once again thank you for your great story that make my lil dickhead itchy every night.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Originally Posted by amphibia007

hi, bro Enigma. I've been your big fan from pg1. Thanks for the sharing. Just curious and hope if you can finish up the story between you and your boss Maryanne encounters. It stops halfway thru. I hope you can continue back once you recall back what happen back then. Once again thank you for your great story that make my lil dickhead itchy every night.

Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not really inclined to write about those experiences anymore. It's a part of my life that I'm wishing never happened.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

I sat on the familiar rosewood sofa as Nicole went to make coffee for me. Ordinarily, I would have taken advantage of the situation to get some free booty, but things had really changed. I guess Nicole sensed that too. She returned with a cup of coffee barely a few minutes later.

Me: Smells good. Not instant?

Nic: Nespresso. Still pretty much instant.

Me: The capsule kind?

Nic: Yeah.

Me: So what are you going to do?

Nic: What do you mean?

Me: You got screwed over by your colleague?

Nic: Oh that. I guess I'll just have to work harder.

Me: Can't your bosses see?

Nic: The education industry is just as cutthroat as any other industry. We also get performance appraisals and such. So I'll just get a normal one this time around.

Me: So why the binge drinking?

Nic: I still enjoy a good night of fun every now and then. Especially since this is the last weekend before school starts again.

Me: Sorry I didn't let you have much fun then. But you were really drinking alot.

Nic: I probably can still hold my liquor better than you.

Me: I doubt so.

Nic: Oh really?

She went to the liquor cabinet and took out the Absinthe.

Nic: Remember this?

Me: Yeah.

She took out two shot glasses, poured a shot each and passed one to me.

Nic: Bottoms up!

Me: I'm not so sure this is a good idea.

Nic: Pussy.

Me: Huh?

Nic: You. Pussy.

Me: Me in your pussy?

Nic: Haha. Funny.

She downed her shot. I stared at mine, wondering if I should follow suit. She poured another.

Me: Is tonight going to be like the last time?

Nic: Oh wow. I'm wondering if I should slap you or sleep with you.

Me: Huh?

Nic: If you're horny just say so.

Me: I'm not. I'm just wondering. I mean you asked me out, went drinking, now I'm back at your place, and we're drinking shots of really strong alcohol. What am I supposed to be thinking?

Nic: If you think I had any ulterior motives for calling you out, keep wondering then. And you're free to leave of you want to. Or you can stay and continue drinking and see what will happen next. Your choice.

Me: I'm really not that kind of person anymore. Perhaps I should leave. Shirley is waiting for me.

Nicole moved closer to me.

Nic: I waited for you for so long as well. And yet you just ignored me all the way. If Natalie didn't happen to see you that day would you have contacted me?

Me: I guess not.

Nic: Why not?

Me: Guilt? Regret? I don't know.

Nic: Don't you think you should make it up to me?

Me: I know I should. But what could I possibly do?

Nic: You can be a good friend.

Me: I'll try.

Nic: And please don't be mistaken about my intentions. If I really wanted to sleep with you, it would have already happened. Besides, you have changed, and so have I.

Me: Ok. The thought never crossed my mind.

Nic: Anyway, I'll only be free during the school holidays. We can always catch up to chill then. So now do you want to continue drinking? Or do you want to go home?

Me: I think I'll head back. I shouldn't leave Shirley alone for so long.

Nic: Alright. Finish your coffee then.

I finished the entire cup in one mouthful.

Nic: So we'll just be good friends from now on?

Me: Yeah.

Nic: Alright. I'll let you know when I'm free to chill again.

Me: Sure.

She got up and walked me to the gate.

Before I exited, she gave me a hug and a peck on the lips. I was a little tempted to bring it a little further but decided against it.

Then I bade her goodbye and headed home.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

As expected, nothing happened over the next week. Life became normal again, with me going to work, cooking dinner for Shirley, watching TV, playing Diablo 3 etc.

On Thursday night Nicole messaged me.

Nic: Hey. Are you able to apply for overseas leave over the weekend?

Me: I think so. Why?

Nic: I'm taking a short holiday to Batam. Can you go with me?

Me: What? Why me?

Nic: I was supposed to go with Nat. But she's suddenly busy. With a guy.

Me: Erm. Go yourself?

Nic: It's already been paid for two. I can't find anyone else. But don't get the wrong idea. It's not gonna be a sex trip.

Me: I'm not getting the wrong idea. But it's getting really suspicious.

Nic: Just tell me if you're coming or not.

Me: I'll need to check with Shirley.

Nic: Ok. Let me know.

Surprisingly, Shirley was ok with it. I was a little worried that she would be all alone at home but apparently, Diane was back from Japan and Shirley managed to get her over for the weekend.

The next day, I applied for leave and met Nicole at the Harbourfront Cruise Centre in the late afternoon. Somehow she had managed to book a late ferry. I found it a little strange as I had the impression that check-in timings were usually in the early afternoon. But because of work commitments, I guess she managed to negotiate a late check-in with the hotel.

As I waited for her at the check-in area, I wondered what this trip would entail. Sure, I was damn horny. But I was not about to let my cock destroy our friendship again.

She arrived fashionably late, but still early enough to clear customs and get on the ferry.

I probably looked like an idiot as I was carrying my personal duffel bag that was only slightly smaller than the army's standard issue one. I seriously did not know what I had stuffed inside but looking at Nicole's tiny shoulder bag, I think I seriously over-packed.

She was wearing those super short shorts, a halter top and her hair was tied in a ponytail. Her glasses were gone, she was probably wearing contacts.

Nic: Hello!

Me: Hi.

Nic: Is there a corpse in that bag?

Me: Funny.

Nic: Seriously. We're only gonna be there for two days. What did you bring?

Me: Clothes. Underwear. Toiletries. Running shoes. Stuff like that.

Nic: What do you think you'll be doing there?

Me: Er. I've never been to Batam before. Is there a gym? If not I'll go for a run. Sun tan by the pool or the beach?

Nic: I'm not sure if there's a gym. Never been to that resort before. But I'm pretty sure there's a pool and a beach. I've booked a massage for us as well. It came in the package. There's bowling and some sea sports too.

Me: Massage?

Nic: Yeah. Massage. You don't like?

Me: Only had sports massages before.

Nic: Well, I don't know what kind of massage it is. The voucher only said 1 hour massage for two.

Me: Oh. Ok. By the way I haven't changed rupiah yet.

Nic: There's no need. Everything is in Sing dollars. Unless we go to town I think.

Me: Are we?

Nic: Don't think so. I intend to spend my time tanning. And stoning. Probably drinking.

Me: Right. What happened at work this time?

Nic: Same old shit. Let's not talk about it ok? I wanna enjoy my holiday.

Me: So why's your bag so small?

Nic: I've only got a bikini, underwear and 1 set of clothes.

Me: That's all?

Nic: Yeah. Hotel provides toiletries, I don't need shoes, I've got a credit card...

She leaned towards me and whispered into my ear.

Nic: And besides, I don't intend to be fully clothed this entire trip.

I gulped and felt a slight stirring down below. This was going to be one hard holiday.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

Now that was interesting. What exactly did she mean by not being fully clothed for the trip? Was she going to become a candidate for skin cancer? Or were we going to be rolling around in bed? We would definitely be in the same room, but the beds would probably be twin sharing so the chances of us rolling around in the same bed would probably be slim.

Nic: What are you thinking of?

Me: Hmm? Nothing...

Nic: You sure?

Me: Yeah.

Nic: You brought trunks right? To swim or suntan?

Me: Erm. I've got tights and boardshorts.

Nic: Well, you don't exactly need a tan anyway.

Me: Yeah. Anyway I need to draw cash. Wait here for me?

Nic: Don't bother. I intend to pay for everything with my card. For the points.

Me: Not everything can be paid for with a card you know?

Nic: I've got cash.

Me: How can I let you pay for me? I haven't even paid you for this trip.

Nic: Nat already paid her share. Since she can't go.

Me: How did you manage to book the ferry tickets for me so fast?

Nic: It's not hard. And you seem like a travel virgin.

Me: Yeah. I don't really travel. Except with the army.

Nic: You must lead a very boring life.

Me: Not exactly. Anyway, I really can't let you pay for everything.

Nic: Just take it that you're a kept man.

Me: What?

Nic: Pretend you're a gigolo and I hired you.

Me: Erm.

Nic: I just want the credit card points... Can you stop analyzing everything I say so deeply?

Me: Gigolos get to sleep with their clients. That's what the majority of them are for right?

Nic: And the minority of them are there to keep their clients company. Good clean fun.

Me: So which one am I supposed to be?

Nic: Oh that's not up to you. I'm the one calling the shots remember?

Me: I don't like bad surprises.

Nic: You won't be. Just stop worrying. We're friends right? I'm not gonna cut off your cock in the middle of the night as revenge for what you did years ago.

Me: Strangely that's exactly what I was thinking.

Nic: You're pretty absurd you know? I've already said I forgive you. And besides a big strong guy like you can't overpower me?

Me: You might drug me...

Nic: Haha. We may get drunk. But drug you? I doubt it. Maybe with Viagra or Cialis or something. IF I'm so horny and need something in me. I didn't bring my toys...

Me: You've got Viagra?

Nic: Of course not! I'm just kidding!

Me: Then you're horny?

Nic: That's for me to know and for you to find out.

Me: Am I really supposed to find out?

Nic: Gosh. You're really irritating you know. Can't you just put aside all your worries and enjoy this trip? I really did not ask you along to question my motives.

Me: Ok. But if you try anything funny...

Nic: What? What are you gonna do?

I wanted to say I would fuck her so hard she would feel it for days.

Me: That's for me to know and for you to find out.

She laughed.

Nic: Oh so we're playing games now?

Me: You started it.

She hooked her arm around mine.

Nic: Ok toy-boy. Let's go buy some booze for the trip.

Nicole literally dragged me to the DFS.

As we browsed the shelves of alcohol, I wondered what was the legal carriage allowance to Batam.

It did not matter anyway. In the end we both got a liter of booze each, I got a Chivas 12 years while she got Johnnie Walker Platinum Label. I had never seen it before and neither had she. As expected, she paid for both.　

Nic: Ok. Our aim is to finish both bottles while we're there.

Me: You're kidding right?

Nic: Nope. You're not man enough for the challenge?

Me: Binge drinking is not healthy.

Nic: It's once in awhile.

Me: Still...

Nic: Oh. I forgot to get cigarettes. Do you smoke Black Menthol?

Me: I'll stick to Lights.

Nic: Ok.

She headed to the cigarette shelves and took a carton of Black Menthol as well as a carton of Lights, and paid for them, despite my feeble protests.

Nic: Here you go.

She passed me the carton.

Me: I don't think I can finish it all.

Nic: Then don't. Can always pay the tax when we're back. Or give some away while we're there.

Me: Ok.

Nic: Oh look. It's time to board. Let's go!

She grabbed my hand and dragged me towards the ferry.

I really could not figure this girl out. Sometimes she was strict and serious, and yet sometimes she could act so child-like. Perhaps she was really stressed out by her job and this trip was really for her to unwind. Even so, I pondered upon the purpose of me being there. A part of me however was really enjoying the part where I did not have to pay for anything. Yet. But as we all know, there is no such thing as a free lunch.

[Lennyberg]

more bro... always a joy to read..