The notti side of you...
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Ay... I'm back *smiles* Ready for the second erotica post *grin*
NOT! *lol*
For the past few nights after the "man's arm" post, I kept thinking of the next post to put up. Finally...
I remember my younger days... the days when I was still a teenage - ever so excited abt growing up. I'm a good gal... really *hehehehe*... a gal wearing a rubber band tied up in pony tail, a pair of pink plastic frame, blue convant uniform and of cos... a bright sunny smile.
Deep down inside I was dying to get out of that image... and I did when I reached 16 yrs old. I didnt change much in my outward appearence except I cut my hair real short - Arron Kwok's first appearence hairstyle. *lol*
Now here's where the main story starts... I did alot of naughty things. I remembered how I talked abt sex with my classmates like I'm a sex goddess... unfortunately, I got all my information from books kekekeke (sorry pokemon, but you really remind very much of myself back then). I also remembered standing at bus-stops with my friends... reaching out my plam behide unsuspecting man's butt. You know... the thing abt man's palm size butt is the best butts around *grin* The last vivid incident I could remember of was I wrote into a pen-pal column faking as a guy who liked to swim, body-build and read. My mailbox was literally flooded with very initiative gals... a 2 gays too.
I stopped being mischievious when I entered tertiary school... very depriving period. Until I discovered irc in 1997 *grin*...
I'm old now... I may still look decent but that notti side of me still lukes somewhere deep inside.......
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Tell me your stories of younger days too!
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Fateemah u got big cock anot?
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Go get a lifeOriginally posted by Fateemah:Ay... I'm back *smiles* Ready for the second erotica post *grin*
NOT! *lol*
For the past few nights after the "man's arm" post, I kept thinking of the next post to put up. Finally...
I remember my younger days... the days when I was still a teenage - ever so excited abt growing up. I'm a good gal... really *hehehehe*... a gal wearing a rubber band tied up in pony tail, a pair of pink plastic frame, blue convant uniform and of cos... a bright sunny smile.
Deep down inside I was dying to get out of that image... and I did when I reached 16 yrs old. I didnt change much in my outward appearence except I cut my hair real short - Arron Kwok's first appearence hairstyle. *lol*
Now here's where the main story starts... I did alot of naughty things. I remembered how I talked abt sex with my classmates like I'm a sex goddess... unfortunately, I got all my information from books kekekeke (sorry pokemon, but you really remind very much of myself back then). I also remembered standing at bus-stops with my friends... reaching out my plam behide unsuspecting man's butt. You know... the thing abt man's palm size butt is the best butts around *grin* The last vivid incident I could remember of was I wrote into a pen-pal column faking as a guy who liked to swim, body-build and read. My mailbox was literally flooded with very initiative gals... a 2 gays too.
I stopped being mischievious when I entered tertiary school... very depriving period. Until I discovered irc in 1997 *grin*...
I'm old now... I may still look decent but that notti side of me still lukes somewhere deep inside.......
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Tell me your stories of younger days too! -
u wrote in a penpal column faking to be a guy, now ur in sgForums faking to be a girl. just what are u
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Fateemah is girl right?
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She wore an airy long-sleeved dress that barely covered her ass. All the menÂ’s eyes homed in on her as she walked towards my table. Our table, I corrected myself, as I watched her body shift easily under the fabric, her dress washing over her perfect, compact form like lazy waves on a calm day.
I grinned like a monkey. She raised an eyebrow in mock bemusement, before she sat herself on the chair I had already pulled out for her. I didnÂ’t have to look around to know people were hating me. That they would throw their girlfriends to the dogs to spend a single minute under that dress.
A territory I was familiar with, of course. Every bump, dip, fold, wrinkle. The smells that changed with her moods. Every little shiver.
Every hoarse instruction.
I moved my unfocused gaze back up her neck and watched her lips move, but made no effort to distil her voice from the surrounding chatter. Now was the time for talk. Patience, monkey.
D.K
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ur a girlOriginally posted by fairlady_xoxo:Fateemah is girl right?
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wat a story
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Can't you see my pic?Originally posted by herbs:ur a girl