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Duty Free
September 26, 2011
I was nervously waiting at the lobby of the Fiesta Mall Duty Free in Pasay City. For the life of me, I could not remember why I was there at the first place and why I was feeling this nervous. Out of the blue, a familiar face, appeared from inside the lobby. It was Anne. That was real fucking surreal as Anne used to work for me at the Match factory. She was waving for me to come inside the shops and out of the cold. My feet were like on auto-cruise as I approached Anne. She gave me a short kiss on the lips and uttered…”you’re late”….
What the fuck am I late for?….. I asked Anne
Have you forgotten your date with MeAnn? she fires back.
Huh? I was at a loss for words. Last time I checked, I was pretty much married with two children and now I have a date with this MeAnn girl.
I asked Anne about the details of my supposed “date” with this MeAnne who I obviously don’t know.
In one breath, Anne told me that I reserved two months ago for an on-line date with MeAnne and I was already paid. Wow! I exclaimed …I am into on-line dating now? Is Anne now an on-line pimp?
….and, as if on cue, a foxy hot-chick enters the lobby of the Duty Free!
Oh my Lord!! Oh my sweet Jesus!!I know this MeAnne character. She works in our Match Factory! She bangs only the hot guys!! Was that the reason that I had to make it like a business deal? What the fuck man??!!!
MeAnne waives to both Anne and I as she continues to walk toward us. The tits are bouncing and the hips are swaying. Now I now why I am feeling nervous. Without a bit of warming, MeAnee takes a full kiss on my lips, parting them ever so softly, and allowing our tongues to touch.
MeAnne takes my hand, and wraps it around her waist. She asks …”are you ready?”
I don’t remember what my answer was. I just remember walking with her, my arms never letting go of her waist.
We must have walked a block or so when I heard a male voice shouting….”brother…stop..brother!!!!
Oh my God!!! I look around and I recognize both the voice and the face. It’s my good friend Aries!! I asked MeAnne what the hell Aries was shouting at us for. She told me she was supposed to date Aries but he couldn’t put up the payment so I got the slot with her today.Oh this is turning out to be a fucking nut day!
Aries catches up with us and takes a snap-shot with his phone-camera. “What the fuck man? What the hell was that for?” …I asked.
Aries quips back….”Well If I can’t have her, I might as well share her with the rest of the world in my Facebook Account….with YOU IN IT!!!!! Oooppss. That really turned up the alarm bells for me.
“You better delete that bro”….i said in an angry tone… Aries darts off and runs opposite where MeAnne and I stood.
Again, for the life of me, I don’t fucking know why I had to kiss MeAnne on the cheeks and say…”I got to get that picture deleted, Honey”…..
Aries could sure run. I was chasing him for at least eight city blocks. We were jumping on cars ,boxes, and slipping on the street occasionally. His lungs must have finally given way as he dropped on all fours and was hungrily sucking on air.
“Fuck You, Asshole!!!… that chick-freak in bed should be mine!!!! Aries shouts with all of his remaining strength.
I took a deep breath as I was also winded out and said…..“Bro…all you needed to say was “Please”.
I wake up and realize I better just head out for the park and jog. I slept for twelve hours straight last Friday night.
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