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A bone(r) to pick?
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A bone(r) to pick? I suppose I should start a blog by saying that I've pretty much lost faith in human society as a whole. I mean, it's not truly how I feel, but at this point, it's pretty darn close. I admit, there are still some good in people, and some good people around. Anyhow, ranting mode. Earlier last week, I was making my way out of the office, walking to the nearest train station. It was smack middle of peak hour and admittedly, I was feeling good about leaving on time and running through a list of what I had to do when I got home. It's a good 15-20 minute walk from my office to the train station, so I've been walking that long. Right when I was crossing the traffic light directly beside that station, a lady came up to me, panting, and told me that the back of my dress had hiked up cos some part of it was caught on my knapsack, and I had literally walked the entire way with my ass showing. During peak hour. She then helped me get my dress back down, and left. She had also explained that she had saw me about 10, 12 minutes back, and was trying to catch up to me to tell me. It was appalling to us, that no one, not one person actually came up to me to say something. I thanked her profusely, felt grateful to her, then embarrassed. Then furious. It was so damn crowded, and it must have been noticed by at least a few people, but no one bothered. Ok, I'm sure some didn't want to say anything, and just wanted to watch. You fucking voyeurs, I know you're out there, and just cos I accept you for who you are, you are not forgiven. In hindsight, I was just glad I was wearing at least a decent pair of underwear that day. Sigh. Moving on to something a little more...self-absorbed  Hey...it IS my blog..I recently rode for the first time, on a motorbike here, since getting my license last year. I've rode a few times, on my own as well as fetching someone, overseas, but never here. Mr big actually let me ride his bike with him at the back. After I got comfortable with controlling the bike, he started putting his hands on my breasts while I was riding. I used to do that with him (uh..ok, not literally. My hands on his crotch...u know what I mean) and now I guess I know how that feels. Pretty damn irritating LOL My mind was on riding and him fooling around like that was just...literally, rubbing me off the wrong way  ANyhow, that proved to be our last ride cos shortly after, we had a HUGE fight (not cos of his fooling around while I was riding) and we split. Yup. That's another relationship down the drain. I guess this wasn't really surprising, and I kinda saw it coming. It was hard trying to balance a few relationships outside of the one with him, and trying to keep him in the dark too. So yeah, that took its toll and that's done. Am I sad? Yeah...a little. Except I got another bigger thing on my mind. Namely... Mr married is talking about splitting with his wife. Like seriously. Divorce papers are being drawn out and all. The same mr married that I've been having this...on/off/on again relationship with for the better part of the last...what, 6 years plus now. In the beginning, I didn't know he was married. Then I found out, then we split, then we got back together, yada yada yada. At some point in the beginning, I was hoping that it might happen, and we'd end up together (I was younger...so sue me )I've since moved on from that, and now that it's happening, it's....weird. He's talking about getting serious with us, using "us" a fair bit. Don't get me wrong, he's about the only person I've been completely honest with about my life, no holding back. And he;s been (after the first couple of years of resistance) really supportive and non judgmental about everything. So am I happy that it might be happening? I honestly don't know. It scares me more, I think. FOr some reason. But yeah...that was a bit more confessing that I had anticipated I'll sign off for now. Um..will write more, for sure. Thanks for reading |
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Oohh... THAT was you who was doing the ASS-hibition!!! I beg for your forgiveness for not running after you to notify your over-exposure. Honestly, I thought it was another GOTCHA show or Hidden Camera show that catches the nearby people's reaction to exposed panties. If I had known it was you, I'd have run after you, notify you and helped pull down your dress to cover your modesty. And of course, so as to prevent a life threatening chill, I would have rubbed my hands together to warm them up and then gently caress both chilled cheeks to prevent further possible cold, yeah? 🙏🙏🙏👏👏🙏👐✋👋 Fun and Pleasure in Sunny Side Singapore. Come visit my blog and let's chat and explore.
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Sorry to hear about your little exhibition during peak hours there. People tend to be more of a looker rather than a helper and I would have to agree with you that people these days lacked the common sense and be morally correct by coming up to you to let you know rather than waiting for a mere 10-12 minutes. As for Mr Married's little fiasco with his marriage, that is something he has to figure out himself. I understand that the relationship between you and him had been going pretty well, I don't think you want to get caught in the midst of the divorce and being called petty names when the wife finds out about you. It's just right that you feel somewhat awkward about it because it's natural instinct that's telling you "should I be going there at the moment". Hope you had a good week ahead. 
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what did i miss?? damn... sometimes. its better to stay as status quo... things might just get complicated if you guys become an "us". or it might not. the "us" ad divorce should be independent events... to avoid further heartache... my 2 cents.
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Be an "us" if you can. Lets be we. Maintain our individuality and enjoy some intimacy.
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