What's the reason behind my long hiatus? Most of you must not care about it. It was a roller coaster ride. Some things that could never be forgotten - both good and bad.
I will be back to post some of it... when my mind is cleared from the clouds. Then you'll probably understand... or not at all.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Friday, November 9, 2007
Snobbed, Almost
Steam room. Fresh from my two-hour work-out, I thought I needed to relax my muscles. I really don't wear any undies whenever I get to the wet room. A towel wrapped on my waist is already enough to be decent.
Ironic. I love spending my rest in the steam room alone. Though I still would take almost thirty minutes inhaling the steam with some other people, I still prefer to enjoy it without anybody around. It's not that I'm doing something naughty. I just want to be alone. So when I enter the room alone, or when people start leaving, I start to sigh in relief.
This morning, as I was silently enjoying my time alone, a guy got inside. He's not interesting. Seems old even. Maybe he's in his late 30's. Then another one came, wearing a light-colored bikini. He's in his early 30's. He's not that good-looking compared to me. He's not even sexy. He's flabby. Not appealing enough. He turned his back. His butt not even impressive - the type who spends most of life sitting, so flat.
Then the first guy exited out. I still didn't care. This time, the second guy faced me. He keeps on looking at me to get my attention. I just glance at his face, look at him from head to toe and closed my eyes again. I heard him snapping his bikini. I just looked at the source of the noise.
Then another two old men came in. He got out. I stayed.
After a few minutes, he came back. Just in time that the two old men came out one at a time. This time, he's getting more persistent. He's facing me, snapping his bikini, and when I opened my eyes, he rubbed his crotch. His tool isn't even impressive. My heart started beating fast. And I'm getting a slight hard on. But I didn't make it obvious. I just let him do what he wants.
He wets his lips, looks at me, tempting me to come to him. I almost stood up but one man came in. I just smile to him and proceeded to the shower room as quickly as I could. I didn't even soap myself anymore. I saw him getting into the cubicle beside mine. He tried to catch my attention. I didn't buy it. I just went ahead and changed my clothes.
And I flew out.
Ironic. I love spending my rest in the steam room alone. Though I still would take almost thirty minutes inhaling the steam with some other people, I still prefer to enjoy it without anybody around. It's not that I'm doing something naughty. I just want to be alone. So when I enter the room alone, or when people start leaving, I start to sigh in relief.
This morning, as I was silently enjoying my time alone, a guy got inside. He's not interesting. Seems old even. Maybe he's in his late 30's. Then another one came, wearing a light-colored bikini. He's in his early 30's. He's not that good-looking compared to me. He's not even sexy. He's flabby. Not appealing enough. He turned his back. His butt not even impressive - the type who spends most of life sitting, so flat.
Then the first guy exited out. I still didn't care. This time, the second guy faced me. He keeps on looking at me to get my attention. I just glance at his face, look at him from head to toe and closed my eyes again. I heard him snapping his bikini. I just looked at the source of the noise.
Then another two old men came in. He got out. I stayed.
After a few minutes, he came back. Just in time that the two old men came out one at a time. This time, he's getting more persistent. He's facing me, snapping his bikini, and when I opened my eyes, he rubbed his crotch. His tool isn't even impressive. My heart started beating fast. And I'm getting a slight hard on. But I didn't make it obvious. I just let him do what he wants.
He wets his lips, looks at me, tempting me to come to him. I almost stood up but one man came in. I just smile to him and proceeded to the shower room as quickly as I could. I didn't even soap myself anymore. I saw him getting into the cubicle beside mine. He tried to catch my attention. I didn't buy it. I just went ahead and changed my clothes.
And I flew out.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Born Again
I am back. But I don't know what to write about. Hehe. For quite some time, I've been celibate since my encounter with that supervisor. Nothing really special so I won't ellaborate.
If somebody could be helpful, hook me up with someone. Haha.
If somebody could be helpful, hook me up with someone. Haha.