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30-06-2005, 05:16 PM
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Hmm...interesting the way you put it. Since you'll be hanging around to read and you call me LORD.....Does that mean that I'm the ONE AND ONLY Lordship for you?? 
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30-06-2005, 05:20 PM
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I would frown upon my princess being someone else's mistress BUT it's her own life and she chooses how to lead it AFTER she turn 21 and graduates from college......
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30-06-2005, 05:37 PM
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I think this is an issue abt exposure, I sort of think differently, work differently and run my business differently. Being a foreigner business owner in another country, you pay more tax (income tax), you got no tax break, got no special scheme from govt, a lot of of don't hav.
You have to learn to surive in the real and unfair world and that tends to change a person alot. I teaches my kids differently. I make sure they know and have the essential skill which are not taught in school and at least have a more enjoyable childhood comparing to my nieces and nephews in sg. As they are older, who knows?? we can't guard them 24/7 till our lifes ends. They will have to choose a life which they think it's right. When they are over 21, it's not my say anymore... All I can say is that I will make sure they are street-smarter. This is just a differences in opinion.
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30-06-2005, 05:50 PM
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30-06-2005, 07:06 PM
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Walk on through the wind, Walk on through the rain, Tho' your dreams be tossed & blown. Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart, You'll never walk alone, You'll never, ever walk alone.
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30-06-2005, 07:10 PM
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30-06-2005, 07:17 PM
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Any response from him yet?? Sure you got his addresses right?? I dropped him a PM yesterday (not regarding this matter) & he replied to me all within 4 hours ...
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30-06-2005, 09:36 PM
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30-06-2005, 09:52 PM
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Going to have "indian food" for supper ... haven't been having anything more than a C-cupper te last 2 weeks, & only once at that. This one I picked up from my last walkabout in Ritz ... will be spending the nite with her before sending her to work again early tomorrow morning - hopefully, there's photos to illustrate the FR. Quote:
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30-06-2005, 09:56 PM
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30-06-2005, 10:00 PM
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30-06-2005, 10:08 PM
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01-07-2005, 11:06 AM
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Okay, here goes my virginal FR with this sweet guy I met while on a girlfriends' night out last year. Actually, I've only had 2 ONS before and between the 2, he's the gentler one and also left me with a nicer memory. I have to split this into 2 posts as it is more than 10000 characters long, so here goes part 1.
Joon Joon was one of my best buddies whom I knew from KC days. She was a year older and we clicked almost immediately when I joined the NCC uniformed group. She had an arresting presence and most of the butches in school liked to hang around her. We remained chummy after KC and when she was preparing her wedding, we decided to gather the usual gang for a night out to catch up, gossip and discuss her wedding plans. We decided to just skip the regular night-spots and headed for the Marriott cafe for dinner and drinks (and I'm pretty sure I did not bump into Harrier or any other guys in this forum). There were 6 of us and we were having the usual riotous gathering and laughing our souls out totally ignorant of the stealing glances from the guys (and uncles, no offence Harrier!) there. We finished our dinner around 9pm and were just relaxing over drinks when one of Joon's colleagues happened to pop by the cafe. Khai was fresh from uni and had just started work at her office. I would say he was an above-average looking guy had an impeccable taste in his dressing, checked shirt with french cuffs, flat front trousers and preppy leather loafers. For a yong working professional, he was well put-together. He was there with his uni mates and they were also having a sort of gathering so after the usual pleasantries and exchange of business cards, their group went their separate ways. After that, the conversation at our table took a change of topics and we began to interrogate Joon about Khai. It was the usual "does he have a girlfriend?", "is he loaded?" type of questions and we were using him as a benchmark to compare against some of the boyfriends that we had. The night ended and as we prepared to leave the cafe, we saw that Khai's group were also moving on to their next destination, Zouk. They casually asked if we would like to join them and I was the only one who decided not to as I didn't really fancy clubbing that night. So the two groups then discussed how to carpool and who fetches who when Joon remarked that I was the only one without a ride because I was a spoiltsport who didn't like Zouk. Almost immediately, Khai came to my defence and offered me a lift before joining them later. That started the usual giggles and elbow-ribbing between my girlfriends and Khai just stood there with a nonchalent grin. Anyway, I didn't feel threatened in any sense by this young guy whom I'd just met over a handshake and the bits of details that Joon gave us about him made me feel like I've known him quite well also. So I followed him to his car, a Renault Clio. It wasn't a flashy car and yet it exuded a certain charm, I'm not a car person but at that moment I thought it was more a ladies car than what a strapping young guy would normally drive. We got in, he was very polite and asked if I needed help with the seat belt and if the air-conditioning was okay, general politeness. As I live not too far from town, it was a relatively short ride and during the drive, he asked about how Joon and I met and what was she like in school, etc. Nothing too over-bearing and nothing would have prepared me for his initiative when we reached my place. He got out from his seat, mumbled something about getting the door for me and rushed over to open the door on my side just as I was unbuckling the seat belt. In my haste to avoid acting prima-donna and waiting on him to open the door, I got out too quickly in that split second, the door actually knocked against me and I fell back into the seat. He was stunned and repeatedly mouthed "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" while I sat slightly fazed in the car with one leg sticking out from the car and inches from the ground. I think that position actually offered him a sneak view between my legs and my knee-length skirt was also a little hitched up more than they should. I steadied myself and as he opened the door slowly, I took his hand which he offered and got out of the car nicely. Funny enough, instead of noticing that the door actually bumped my head, his hand was gesturing at my thighs and asking if I was okay. I knew he had saw my panties then but it wasn't as if I had not been peeked at by other guys before so I just assured him I was fine. Then he made his move on me! In that close proximity, he suddenly looked at my eyes for a few seconds, and then he quickly stole a quick peck on my lips! I was shocked but in a pleasant way. What to do, girls have physical desires too. He stepped back, pursed his lips and looked at me with a sheepish grin before apologising that he was very very sorry for that impulsive action. That was when I realised I could be in for a ONS if I relented. And not having had a boyfriend for the past 2 years was enough for me to reciprocate and have a little physical gratification myself. I actually licked my lips subtly before I moved towards him and planted my lips on his. I guessed in his mind he must be shouting "SCORE!" at that moment. We just held each other and frenched for like 5 minutes, twisting our tongues and swaying our heads left and right. Then I asked if he wanted to see me to my door, thinking back, that was probably my invitation for him to go all the way. He locked his car and held my hand as we walked towards the house. My family usually slept fairly early and at 11+pm, the house was already dark and all in their own rooms. We went in, closed the gate, and walked quietly to my room. Once I had closed the room door and locked it, we were back where we left off outside. Frenching and this time, all hands busy exploring each other and slowly making our ways to remove our clothes without even turning on the lights and air-conditioning yet. When we finally landed on my bed, he was completely naked and I still had my panties on...
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#644
01-07-2005, 11:18 AM
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More !!!!!!!!!!!!
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#645
01-07-2005, 11:24 AM
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nice one sis chillicrab.. a woman of intellect..
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