My boring story...

[junebaby]

So anyway EoS texted me the day before to meet him at around 2pm at the Starbucks at Northpoint. I reached slightly after 130pm and ordered a drink before settling in a relatively quiet corner with my laptop. I really was intending on getting some work done while waiting. I let him know approximately where I was seated and waited patiently for him.

At 230pm he texted that he was stuck in the clinic. I shrugged and got another drink, letting him know that I'd still be here.

At 3pm, he still had not appeared. I was half-tempted to head to the clinic and book an appointment, but decided against it.

He finally showed up at 330pm.

E: Sorry about that. Had some stuff to settle.

Me: You really know how to make a girl wait. In more ways than one.

E: Well.. yeah.

Me: So what's the story?

E: Mark’s back with Ann.

Me: Huh???

E: I mean, he's staying there now.

Me: For real?

E: I think so? His car was there when I went over last weekend.

Me: Come again? Why go there?

E: He's the legal guardian of Ann's kids if anything happens to her.

Me: Did something happen?

E: Nope. Not that he said anything.

Me: Does Alicia know?

E: He isn't exactly talking to anyone these days.

Me: So what is he doing there?

E: Smoking and drinking?

Me: Are you being serious right now?

E: Yup.

Me: What exactly did Jasmine say that was so bad? Besides asking him to leave.

E: This is coming from him, so it's one-sided, and I'm not about to go find her to clarify.

Me: Well? What was it?

E: He said he tried to comfort her, telling her they can try again. Stuff like that.

Me: And?

E: She said no way, leave me alone, stop caring about me, you don't even know if it's yours. Get lost.

Me: What???

E: I'm sure she didn't mean it that way. I hope.

Me: That must have really hurt.

E: I guess it was the first few days after the procedure. She probably wasn't in the right state of mind?

Me: How would you know that?

E: Did you even read my story properly?

I tried to recall what he might be referring to.

Me: Oh yeah. Your godsis had a miscarriage. When did it happen though? They didn't come for Shirlyn's BBQ.

E: I don't know la. One night he just texted me and asked if I was free for a coffee. But he wasn't drinking coffee.

Me: Then?

E: We had a long talk and he confided in me then I sent him home? He obviously couldn't drive.

Me: Where is it?

E: Where is what?

Me: His home.

E: Oh. You mean Ann's house. It's in Siglap.

Me: He told you to send him there?

E: I wanted to send him back to Jasmine so they could talk or something. He said no. Just take him home. He wasn't very coherent but once he gave the address I more or less figured it's Ann's house. Then I saw the house and more or less confirmed it's Ann's house.

Me: She just let him in?

E: She wasn't there. The son let him in.

Me: And he's smoking and drinking only?

E: When I was there la. I'm sure he eats, sleeps, shits and whatever.

Me: What's your take on this?

E: Erm. I guess he'll be fine eventually? Hard to tell.

Me: Are you going over again?

E: If I'm free yeah.

Me: Can I go?

E: Why are you asking me? You should ask him.

Me: He's not replying. At all.

E: Hmm… oh ya. He did say something about you.

Me: What?

E: It's probably nothing, just his drunk self talking.

Me: What did he say?

E: He said he doesn't feel worthy to be your friend. He feels he let you down somehow. And that he probably should have just fucked whenever you guys had the chance.

Me: Really?

E: Something to that effect la. But he was trying to just be with Jasmine only, and everyone else just complicated matters.

Me: Yet he still slept with others.

E: At Jasmine's insistence apparently. If you wanna believe that.

Me: You don't?

E: I believe we're responsible for our own choices. The decisions we make have consequences.

Me: That sounds awfully familiar.

E: Something I learnt from someone a long time ago.

Me: Eh wait. So is he ok or not? And why isn't he replying to me?

E: I don't know. He's just drinking and smoking a lot. Nobody will know what he's feeling on the inside unless he tells us. But I think he looked rather normal when I was there? Not his usual cheery self though.

Me: Do you want to go and check on him?

E: Now?

Me: Can you?

E: I'm working. You wanna go yourself?

Me: Errr. Not so nice right? Since I'm not supposed to know where he is.

E: Give him a call first?

Me: If he even answers.

I swear he was rolling his eyes at me.

He took out his phone.

E: Hey. June wants to visit you. You cool with that?

He wasn't on speakerphone so I didn't know what Mark's reply was.

He hung up.

E: Ok. I'll text you the address. But don't go today, or tomorrow. Maybe the weekend. Let him know before you head over.

Me: Ok.

E: He also said since you're probably gonna write about it, everyone's gonna find out.

Me: Oh.

E: Just go talk to him, don't do anything else ok? I've gotta go back to work.

Me: Ok. Thanks for letting me know.

E: Really. I believe he'll be fine eventually. It's just when. And I'm serious. Just talk. Don't have sex with him.

Me: Err… what if he wants to have sex with me?

E: Oh. Then it's up to you. But I wouldn't encourage it. He just needs a listening ear right now.

Me: Ok fine.

He got up and left

E: See ya.

Oh well. Just a couple more days to go before I go check on Mark. I hope it goes well.

[1MDB]

Fantastic share sis. Look forward to more updates!

[fwchong]

thanks sis for sharing...

i guess for some of us, Mark has become from a virtual person to someone we can indentify with the pain he is going thru...

some of these symptoms are depression stage...and so it is good that there are people out there who still care for him...

we hope to see all of you back as a group again...

[junebaby]

As I had nothing better to do after EoS went back to work, I quickly cleared a couple more emails before wandering around the mall. It wasn't as if I had never been to Northpoint before, but I've never had a reason to actually walk around leisurely. Honestly there really wasn't much shopping to be done, most of my clothes were bought online, but I did spot a shop where I could sell my old clothes? And also this shop in the middle of nowhere that sold all the nostalgic snacks from my childhood. Obviously I didn't buy much, otherwise I'd need to bring my entire wardrobe to that shop to sell. I even walked past the clinic where EoS worked but didn't see him, guess he was somewhere inside.

It was still too early for dinner by the time I finished roaming around the mall.

As I got into my car, I texted EoS.

Me: Hey. Could I get the address?

E: You're going now? He said weekend.

Me: I'm just gonna drive by. Maybe eat around there. Drop some food off for him?

E: Oh. You better text him first then. If you're dropping by today.

Me: I will. But why do you make it seem like he isn't actually there?

E: Huh?

Me: I mean… you emphasized I should be going on the weekend.

E: Hahaha. Give him time to prepare to be more presentable?

Me: What do you mean?

E: Well, when I went over, let's just say he looked like he was living on the streets.

Me: Messy? Untidy?

E: Something like that.

Me: And how does that bother me?

E: Give him some face la.

Me: He's in a bad place in his life, I should be giving him more than some face.

E: Hope there's no double meaning there.

Me: There isn't. You wanna come with me then?

E: I end at 730.

Me: So late?

E: Start late, end late.

Me: I see. You don't have flexible working hours I guess?

E: Not really.

Me: I always thought operations had to do everything everywhere.

E: Well, certain days I'm here, certain days I'm elsewhere. Or if there's any urgent things that need to be done at the other clinic.

Me: I think your clinic in Siglap needs some help.

E: Funny. There's no clinic in Siglap.

Me: I know. Just trolling you.

E: You don't dare to go see him?

Me: It's not that.

E: Then?

Me: You said he feels he doesn't deserve my friendship and he let me down? Well, I feel the same way. I didn't constantly check up on him, or find out how he's doing.

E: Neither did I. What's the issue?

Me: I don't know. I guess I was so happy with the things we were doing that I didn't seriously consider how he was really coping with everything that was going on?

E: Whatever you guys did, it wouldn't have happened if he didn't want it to.

Me: But how he's running away from everything.

E: And yet he's still ok for you to go over.

Me: I think I let him down too.

E: Stop overthinking this. If you wanna go over now, just let him know. Worst case, he doesn't let you in and you made a wasted trip. Best case, he lets you in and you get lung cancer years later from the second hand smoke.

Me: Hmm. He's smoking inside the house?

E: Well I only went into the master bedroom, it smelt like those billiard saloons I used to go to in my youth.

Me: Oh. Haha. Wonder how Ann will react.

E: Who knows. She isn't around.

Me: So it's only him and the son in the whole house?

E: I guess so? Didn't see anyone else..

Me: I see.

E: Eh… I really need to get back to work. Just text him and go over or something.

Me: Ok. I should stop bothering you. Time is money right?

E: Well, you can let me book an appointment for you to see a dentist.

Me: That's too much money.

E: I don't control the prices here.

Me: Too bad.

E: Though you look like you need a clean and maybe orthodontic treatment.

Me: What the fuck? My teeth are relatively straight. And I don't think I can blow well with braces.

E: Some guys have that fetish. But there's other options.

Me: Ass. You like blowjobs with braces right? I'm pretty sure I read that in your story.

E: Haha. We're digressing.

Me: So if I get braces you'll let me blow you?

E: Totally digressing.

Me: Ya. You started it.

E: I could tell you all the benefits of having straighter teeth. But I'm not a dentist. So yeah, if you're keen, let me know and I'll help you book an appointment.

Me: This is the weirdest sales pitch I've ever heard in my life.

E: Business is bad. Need more patients.

Me: Ok ok. I better stop disturbing you then.

E: Drive safely.

Me: Remember to text me the address.

E: Yeah.

I waited awhile longer for him to text the address before keying it into my GPS and sat there pondering if I should really head down or not.

I dropped Mark a text and started driving. Even if he didn't reply, I guess I could try to figure out where those food places he wrote about was.

[junior_cannibal]

Curious, after knowing Mark is alive and not on the street, you still wanted to see him when his status is likely to be 'complicated' if he has it in FB.
While it's rather unexpected that he went back to Ann, it's not exactly totally unexpected. When you get to see him, what do you plan to ask him or find out about him?
If he's indeed hurt by what Jasmine told him, he went back to Ann so soon would be rather weird. When he's with Jasmine, he seemed to be super serious about her. Just by some cruel words of hers drive him back to Ann would be very weak for him.
Besides, Ann could be busy seeing other guys she could hit up in clubs, other than nesting him in her house, he got no where else to go? Not even his own parent's place?

[fwchong]

Based on what we read about Mark life, he prefer to live outside his parents place and if he got no place to stay beside Jasmine condo, I think Ann place is the next best choice in this situation.

Originally Posted by junior_cannibal

Curious, after knowing Mark is alive and not on the street, you still wanted to see him when his status is likely to be 'complicated' if he has it in FB.
While it's rather unexpected that he went back to Ann, it's not exactly totally unexpected. When you get to see him, what do you plan to ask him or find out about him?
If he's indeed hurt by what Jasmine told him, he went back to Ann so soon would be rather weird. When he's with Jasmine, he seemed to be super serious about her. Just by some cruel words of hers drive him back to Ann would be very weak for him.
Besides, Ann could be busy seeing other guys she could hit up in clubs, other than nesting him in her house, he got no where else to go? Not even his own parent's place?

[junebaby]

Mark didn't reply, but I still headed to the area anyway, trying to see where I could park when I dropped by on the weekend.

I spotted his car in the driveway, so I guess he was probably home, but likely wasn't ready to see me.

I drove around that part of the east rather aimlessly after that, trying to find something that I probably could tapau back for an early dinner, and somehow ended up somewhere else instead.

I don't know what possessed me but I drove straight to the church at Tanjong Katong Road, and sat in my car just staring at the grotto. I probably should have gotten out and maybe said a prayer or something but I didn't really move at all, just silently offering up a few words.

I suddenly wasn't feeling very hungry so I merely headed home and hoped to beat what ever heavy traffic lay ahead on the route.

Mark still hadn't replied when I reached home so I just let it be and took a shower, waited for Mike/Tom to come home before we headed out to the coffeeshop for dinner.

As usual, they were gaming after dinner and I let them be. They tried to initiate sex when they took a break but somehow I wasn't interested, preferring to just lie in bed and read Mark's thread from the beginning again to see if there was any further indication/explanation as to why he would react this way but there really wasn't much that I could decipher.

I contemplated confronting Jas about what she said, but then again it really wasn't any of my business. Besides, her words could have been misconstrued or perhaps Mark had exaggerated the severity? But still, really none of my business.

By the time Mike came to bed it was nearly midnight and I was still browsing the thread. He told me not to think so much about it and just be there for Mark in my own capacity.

Me: What if he desires sexual comfort?

M: Well, you're an adult. You can decide for yourself. And honestly I'm still surprised you two haven't had sex yet.

Me: Well… I don't know. I don't want to confuse or upset him.

M: Whatever it is, just be safe. I can go with you if you want.

Me: Nah. I'll be fine. Mark won't hurt me. Intentionally at least.

M: I'd be more concerned if he hurts you unintentionally. I think that would be worse for him.

Me: Good point. So I shouldn't go find him?

M: That's really up to you.

Me: I guess I'll sleep on it.

He kissed me goodnight.

I really had nothing to do the next day as I was working from home. All I did was clear emails and eat, and reject sex from Mike and Tom, which I gotta admit, kind of surprised them a little.

Mark still had not replied and I was beginning to wonder if EoS was actually pulling a fast one one me.

I was contemplating calling him as advised by EoS, but part of me also wanted to give Mark a little space, especially if he was potentially preparing himself mentally for meeting me on the weekend.

Friday was no different. I got so bored that I actually took a nap during lunch and woke up at dinner. In those 6 odd hours, there were no incoming emails, no calls, no texts. I actually wondered if I still had a job.

Mike was going to be late due to a company event so I was left with Tom for dinner. We headed to the coffeeshop.

T: Hey… I'm … erm… going out later.

Me: Who are you fucking this time?

T: Alicia.

Me: Uh huh.

T: Do you want supper or anything?

Me: Nope.

T: Are you feeling ok?

Me: Yeah.

T: You don't sound ok.

Me: I'm just frustrated.

T: About what?

Me: Myself? I don't know.

T: Why are you frustrated?

Me: I really can't explain it. It's just… I feel like a friend is in trouble and there's nothing I can do.

T: Ah.

Me: Do you think I should be seeing him tomorrow?

T: Did he ask to see you?

Me: I'm not sure. EoS was the one who called him.

T: So you don't actually know if he wants to see you.

Me: Nope.

T: Do you want to?

Me: I guess so. I don't know. I just wanna see that he's doing fine.

T: It takes time to get over it. Don't rush it.

Me: Am I rushing it?

T: Who knows. Have you called him to ask?

Me: Nope.

T: What are you waiting for?

Me: I'm afraid he won't answer.

T: Er. So because you're afraid you don't try?

Me: Yeah.

T: But if you don't try, you won't know?

Me: That's true.

T: So you need to try first right?

Me: Yeah.

T: Well, I don't know what you're afraid of. Just do it. Then deal with whatever the outcome is.

Me: I'll do it tomorrow.

We didn't really have anything else to talk about so we ate in silence before he sent me back up.

Mike was going to be late so I watched some Netflix, took a shower and started rolling around first, trying to figure out what I should say to Mark tomorrow when I called, or when I met him physically.

At midnight I was still wide awake.

If I didn't sleep soon, I'd definitely be suffering the next day.

[matif60]

it's in Siglap road

[junebaby]

I think I eventually fell asleep around 4am, trying to ignore Mike's snoring. I usually didn't have any issues falling asleep even with a snoring monster next to me. This time was different though, and I had to stay in the living room watching videos on my phone until I felt sleepy enough to get back into bed.

It wasn't a surprise when I awoke with the sun shining on my face to find Mike already out of bed, probably gaming with Tom.

I checked my phone, it was only 8am, and Mark still had not replied to any of my texts.

I wandered around the house sleepily to find to my surprise that neither Mike nor Tom were in the study room gaming, which was rather odd actually.

I sat on the sofa and called Mark. Surprisingly, he answered within a couple of rings, which made me wonder why I never bothered to call him before, relying on texting instead.

Me: Hi.

M: Morning.

Me: How have you been?

M: Normal.

Me: Really?

M: Is that really what you wanna ask me?

Me: Not really.

M: What time do you wanna come over?

Me: Erm. I had like 4 hours of sleep. Having a slight headache now.

M: You can take a nap here if you want.

Me: Haha right. Do you want breakfast?

M: Not really hungry.

Me: Oh. Thought I could grab something over.

M: I'm good. You might wanna get food for yourself though. There's not much stuff in the house.

Me: Besides alcohol and cigarettes?

M: Yeah.

Me: You sure you don't want anything?

M: Not craving for anything now.

Me: Ok then. I'll be there in probably an hour or so?

M: Sure. Call me when you arrive.

Me: Ok.

I took a quick shower before heading down to Siglap. I wasn't really hungry so I ended up not getting breakfast.

I reached almost at the hour mark and gave him a call. He didn't answer, but to my surprise, the gate automatically opened and I drove in. Only his car was around so I guess nobody else was at home.

He greeted me at the car as I opened the door and he gave me a long hug, releasing me after nearly a minute or so. His hair was unkempt and he probably had not shaven in weeks, considering the failed attempt at a moustache and goatee.

Me: Woah. How much have you been smoking? You smell like a cigarette.

M: I probably taste like one too.

Me: Err. Am I supposed to verify that?

M: Nah. Let's head inside.

We entered the house and he gestured to the sofa.

M: Would you like a drink?

Me: Erm? Water?

M: It's too early to be drinking alcohol.

Me: Sure. Warm water please.

M: How about coffee or tea?

Me: Erm. Tea?

M: Sure.

I chuckled to myself that he didn't offer the “me” option. But given the situation, it would hardly be appropriate.

Mark returned with a cup of Lipton tea as I settled down onto the sofa. He sat next to me and pulled me towards him, laying my head on his chest as he wrapped his arm around me. I found it a little odd, but didn't push him away. Maybe he needed some comforting? I'm pretty sure he wasn't going to be hugging EoS. I sniffed his t-shirt.

Me: Woah. When was the last time you showered?

M: Yesterday?

Me: This house must be really humid I guess.

M: Are you saying I stink?

Me: I think you could do with a shave and shower.

M: Haha. I think so too. But you came so early.

Me: Have you been sleeping well?

M: Not really. Maybe 3-4 hours a night?

Me: That isn't exactly healthy.

He let me go and reached under the coffee table to retrieve his cigarettes and the ashtray.

I glared at him.

Me: I thought I read somewhere in your story that you can't smoke in the house?

M: Well, Ann isn't around. Neither is Alan. Or Amanda.

He sort of ignored me and lit up.

Me: You've been alone all this while?

M: Nah. Alan went out. Amanda moved out long ago. Ann, well, who knows where she is.

Me: Does she know you're here?

M: Yeah.

Me: Did you talk to her about what happened?

M: I did.

Me: And she said?

M: She said poor thing?

Me: And?

M: That's all? Stay as long as I need to? Forever if I want?

Me: I'm seriously confused by your relationship with her.

M: I'm also confused by our relationship. Haha.

Me: Oh well. Must be nice to have a sugar mommy.

M: She's not my sugar mommy.

Me: Free house to live in. Does she give you an allowance?

M: Errrr… nope?

Me: But she lets you live here for free?

M: I'm pretty sure she said she's gonna fuck me well when she's back. Haha.

Me: Oh. That's interesting.

M: What is?

Me: You're still willing to let yourself be used by others?

M: Am I?

He stubbed out his stick and lit another.

Me: I don't know. Could you slow down on those?

M: Slow down? Not stop? I thought you didn't like smoking.

Me: I don't. But it's not my place to tell you what to do.

M: Why do you care so much about me anyway?

For a second there, I was kind of stumped.

Me: I don't know. You're nice to me. You took care of me before?

M: I'm nice to everyone. I think.

Me: Errr… I'm just worried you'll do something silly?

M: Don't think so much. I'm not that dumb.

Me: I really don't know how dumb you can be.

M: Ok fine. I'm actually quite dumb. We could have had so much sex. Yet we didn't.

Me: Haha. That's true.

M: Do you want to?

Me: What? Now?

M: Yeah. I want some pity sex. Hahaha.

Me: You're kidding right?

M: Yeah.

Me: For a second there I thought you were being serious.

M: I'm obviously not in the right mental or physical state for that.

Me: Ok. Good. At least you're aware.

M: I'm trying ok? Really didn't expect that from her.

Me: Well… I really don't know what to say.

M: You don't have to say anything.

He stubbed out his cigarette and pulled me close for another hug. I resisted a little.

Me: Ewww…. Can you go shower and brush your teeth first? We can hug after that.

M: Hahaha. Wanna shower with me?

Me: You're still kidding right?

M: Well… there's a really nice bathtub. You'd love it in there.

Me: Shoo! Go shower by yourself!

I literally pushed him off the sofa and he walked off laughing to himself while I sat there and sipped my tea.

Well at least he still could joke around. But I really couldn't tell how he was really feeling inside.

[juzz]

My really best wishes for Mark and hope he pulls out of his stupor with your concern and care! 🙏

[junebaby]

Mark must have spent like half an hour in the shower for some reason, leaving me in the living room. Honestly I was getting a little bored. I couldn't even find the remote control to turn on the television. Or perhaps it was voice activated and I was just being dumb.

Suddenly he texted me.

M: You wanna soak in the tub?

Me: With you?

M: No. I just refilled it for you.

Me: Oh.

M: You look tired. Thought maybe you wanna relax a little by soaking in the tub.

Me: Erm. Sure?

M: Come up, third floor, you can't miss it.

I finished the tea which was already cold by now and ventured upstairs. I was kind of amazed at how large the house actually was, even though it seemed a little old.

As I entered the master bedroom, I kind of was expecting Mark to be naked and probably get into the tub with me, but he was wearing his boxers.

The tub was really filled, and it was already bubbling. I wondered if it was one of those bath bombs that Shirlyn got the previous time.

I dipped a finger in to test. It wasn't searing hot but I sort of hesitated a little.

M: You gonna get in with your clothes on?

Me: Erm. You're gonna find this hard to believe but I'm a little shy right now.

M: Why?

Me: I've put on so much weight.

M: Don't be silly.

Mark reached around me and gently pulled up my t-shirt over my head. I trembled a little. It wasn't as though he'd never seen me naked, nor touched my body before, but somehow I was so self-conscious around him this time around that I actually curled up a little as he undressed me.

He knelt down and removed my shorts, sliding them down my chunky thighs, leaving me in my bra and panties. He stood up and looked at me up and down.

M: Still looks good.

I glared at him.

Me: My tummy is so flabby!!!

I grabbed my fats and sort of jiggled them. He laughed and slapped his own stomach.

M: Mines still bigger. Don't worry.

I continued to glare at him, while crossing my arms over my body as if I was trying to protect my modesty.

M: Do you need me to help you remove everything else?

Me: Nono. I'm good.

I reached around the back and unhooked my bra. For some reason, Mark actually turned away to give me some sort of privacy. I placed my undergarments next to the sink and slid into the tub.

My finger lied. It was fucking hot. I almost jumped out the second my foot was submerged. But somehow it felt good. It was as though a huge load had been lifted from me as I slid myself lower into the tub, feeling the hot, soapy water envelope my body.

Mark took my clothes and placed them in the room before returning to the bathroom, cigarette in his mouth.

Me: Oi! No more smoking! Or else…

M: Or what?

Me: Erm. No kissing?

M: As if we're gonna be kissing.

He laughed and put the stick back into the pack. He dragged a stool over and sat down next to the tub, watching me.

Me: Damn. I should have asked for a hair tie.

M: Ann has a hairdryer.

Me: Fine.

But he got up anyway, and returned a short while later with a rubber band.

M: Will this work?

I had my hands behind my head, trying to tidy up my messy and now rather damp hair. I probably should have realised it, but I was giving Mark a fantastic view of my chest in that position. But then again, it wasn't anything he had never seen before. I just didn't want to inadvertently arouse him.

Me: Yeah.

I stretched out my hand to take it from him but instead he went behind me and gently took my damp hair from my hand, brushed it a little and tied a ponytail for me. I kind of shuddered as his fingers brushed against my neck.

Fuck. I don't know why I was getting turned on by this simple act of him tying my hair. It was seriously the wrong time. He took a step back and sort of admired his handiwork.

M: How's that?

Me: Errr.. I think I need to bun it.

My tail was still dipping itself into the soapy water.

M: Oh.

I was going to do it myself but he undid the ponytail and somehow managed to tie my hair in a messy bun. Needless to say, I was kind of impressed that he would do these kinds of things for a girl. And I was really getting turned on by him for some reason.

He suddenly pulled the stool behind me, leaned forward, and started gently massaging my neck and shoulders. If I had a dick, I swear I would be having a raging hard-on by now. I wonder if this was what he did with the other girls when they weren't having sex.

M: Feeling better?

I sort of nodded, my eyes closing.

Me: Yeah. But this is really weird. I came over to see how you were doing, yet here you are doing all these.

M: I'm really fine. Don't worry. I just needed to get away from those people for a while.

Me: I see.

He slid down both hands and started massaging my left upper arm. I froze for a second. The back of his fingers were hilariously close to my sideboob.

Me: Erm. You can stop, you know? Do something else?

M: Like?

Me: I want you to relax too. Maybe soak in the tub as well?

M: Hmm…

He shrugged, stood up and removed his boxers.

Me: Errr…

M: What? You want me to get in with clothes on?

Me: No…

I glanced over at his unshaven cock deep in its slumber. I guess he really was the type who shaved when he was having regular sex. It wasn't a super messy bush, but I could tell that he had neglected his grooming routine for weeks at least.

He pushed me forward a little and slid in behind me, pulling me onto his body at the same time. I felt a tingling down below as my butt brushed against his flaccid cock. He wrapped his arms around me, resting them on my flabby tummy, sort of squishing my boobs together.

Me: Woah.

M: Don't mind me.

Me: I don't. But you're make me fucking horny for some reason.

M: Haha. Really not my intention.

I lay my head back onto his chest. It was honestly fucking weird, but not exactly sexual? It was really hard to describe what was going on. I could feel his breath on my neck and it was somewhat driving me crazy.

M: Let's take a nap.

Me: Like this?

M: Why not?

Me: Slightly uncomfortable.

M: Oh.

I turned my body to the side, squishing my boobs against his side as I lay my head back down on his chest. He wrapped his arms around me again, squishing my boobs again.

M: Thank god this isn't a small tub.

Me: Haha. Yeah.

And we soon drifted off to sleep.

I kind of woke up shivering. The water was already room temperature, but the cold air from the bedroom was entering the bathroom.

I shook him a little.

Me: Mark…

He didn't move.

I peeled his arms off me, straddled him, and shook him slightly harder on his shoulders.

Me: Mark… wake up.

He stirred a little.

M: Huh?

Me: I'm getting cold.

M: Oh.

He unplugged the tub and turned the lever with his foot, letting more hot water mix in.

Me: You still want to soak?

He looked at me. I was still straddling his lap. Sort of.

M: Were you thinking of riding me in the tub?

Me: No?

M: Haha. Just kidding. But the position you're in…

Me: Fine.

I got off and nestled by his side again. The hot water was mixing really fast.

Me: So do you still want to soak?

M: Not really. But that was the best nap I had in weeks.

Me: Really?

M: Yeah. You're a very nice bolster.

I rolled my eyes at him.

Me: You can just say I'm fat.

M: Haha. I guess I'm a very nice bolster too.

Me: What time is it?

M: No idea. Not wearing my watch.

I got out of the tub shakily and went in search of my mobile phone as Mark continued soaking. I found it in the room. There were a couple of texts from Mike reminding me not to rape Mark as he was probably feeling vulnerable and stuff. And to let him know if I was coming back for dinner.

I went back to the bathroom.

Me: It's almost 1.

M: Wow. We napped for nearly 3 hours.

Me: I'm surprised too.

M: Well, I'm getting hungry. Let's shower and get some food.

Me: Shower together?

M: Sure? Unless you don't want to?

Before I could reply, Mark grabbed me by the hand and pushed me into the shower stall. I barely had time to place my phone on the sink countertop.

He turned on the rain shower and I shrieked as the cold water hit me. He adjusted it to a comfortable temperature before grabbing the shower gel and soaping me.

I recall what I read about what he did with Crystal in the shower and I was absolutely dying. I must be really sick in the head to be getting this turned on by Mark despite knowing his current situation so I just stood there like a statue, letting him clean me, then himself. If he started rubbing himself on me I probably would have just turned around and ask him to put it in.

After the shower, we headed out to that pasta place he wrote about. I didn't really know what I wanted so I just let him order.

He probably must have been super hungry as when the food came, there was bread, soup, clams, and two kinds of pasta. I really enjoyed the stuffed mushroom pasta in an olive oil based sauce with more mushrooms and bacon. Mark took great pleasure in stuffing me as well and I could barely move after that.

After the late lunch, he drove me to a hawker centre to get dessert. Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, it was closed for renovations, so instead we headed to a cafe near Bedok Reservoir where he got a waffle with two scoops of gelato, then added another two scoops at the side.

I could barely move by the time we got back and practically collapsed face down on the sofa. Mark seemed full of energy as he flipped me over and started massaging my feet and calves. If he went any higher, I was pretty sure I would end up pinning him onto the sofa and riding him.

Needless to say, I fell asleep in his arms on the sofa, waking up way past dinner time.

Me: Hey…

He still refused to wake up as I nuzzled his neck so I closed my eyes and lay back down.

M: Thank you.

Me: Huh?

M: For coming to see me.

Me: I wanted to know if you were ok.

M: I will be. Eventually.

Me: You know I feel like you're projecting.

M: What do you mean?

Me: Never mind. I can't explain it.

M: Thank you still.

We went back to sleep.

When I woke up again it was around 1am. Mark was nowhere to be seen. Somehow he had sneaked away from me as I was napping.

I wandered around in the dark and found him at the backyard smoking.

Me: I really wish you'd stop. Or cut down.

M: Yeah.

Me: I'll be going home now.

M: Ok.

He stubbed out his stick and hugged me.

M: Drive safely ok?

Me: I will.

M: Thank you for spending time with me.

Me: I'll come by next weekend?

M: Ok.

Me: Please don't stuff me like yesterday.

M: Haha. I'll try not to.

I hugged him tighter.

Me: Good night Mark.

M: Good night June.

He walked me to the car and opened the automatic gate and I drove out, taking a slow leisurely drive home.

Needless to say, Mike and Tom were still gaming when I reached back, but they joined me in the shower. Fulfilling my physical desires aside, my mind was really somewhere else, thinking of Mark.

He looked and acted normally. But who really knew what was going on inside his head? I really should have talked to him more but I didn't know what exactly to say. I definitely didn't want to trigger him or anything.

Over the next few days, he didn't reply to my texts as usual, leaving me blue-ticked. I wondered if it would be practical to head over to spend time with him on a weekday since I was working remotely anyway.

Or I could wait until the weekend again to hopefully not get stuffed.

[junebaby]

Originally Posted by juzz

My really best wishes for Mark and hope he pulls out of his stupor with your concern and care! 🙏

I hope so too.

[fobafal]

Originally Posted by sparrowship

She just wanted a fuck buddy. I'm down for that.

thinking about it gonna be over the next few days.

[Xia406]

Is Mark aka Shrouded?