Olivia Playing with Fire

This does not look good. Geraldine called a few days ago to warn me that Olivia is getting out of hand. She has been coming home drunk as hell every nite and worse is that she swore to make life difficult for me. I didn't know she carrys a touch for me but Geraldine says it is her character that she loves to play with fire.

This time I am the fire.

Olivia kinda like the idea of me being attached and tried to steer me away from Ms Devil so she would win another of her conquest. Crazy woman...

Geraldine warned me that she could get overbroad and come between me and Ms Devil. I got to have a talk with Olivia when she is SOBER. Which is hard. Nowadays, Geraldine have to go and pick her up at odd places in odd hours of the night.

Monday - An ex flame's place - 5am
Tuesday - Some pub at Boat Quay - 2am
Wednesday - Zouk - 3am
Thursday - MOS - 4am
Friday - St James - 5am

Geraldine ranted and raved on. I am beginning to feel sorry for her. Its like being responsible for a kid.

After the incident of having Olivia stalking me when I was out with Isabella and she turned up at my place in the middle of the night, I believe she is capable of what Geraldine is implying. So last night, I called her up after sending Ms Devil home after a movie.

Guess what? Olivia was at home!! Surprise Surprise! Actually she was home due to the fact Geraldine threatened to throw her out and took away Olivia's wallet and keys. With that, Olivia sounded like a teenager sulking when grounded at home. When Olivia sulk, she really sulk big time. She refused to make a proper conversation. She only goes "Hmm" or "Mmmm".

*Throwing my hands in the air* I give up on her.

Oh Olivia!!

Olivia, Olivia what am I going to do with you?

She turned up unexpectantly yesterday night. Drunk as hell. She was wearing a pair of blue demin shorts and an over sized white man shirt. Her hair is wet and her make up smeared. Her shirt was not properly done up thus exposing her pink nipple playing peek-a-boo.

Fortunate for me, Ms Devil was not sleeping over yesterday. Otherwise, hell would unfurl.

I got no choice but to invite Olivia in. She promised to stay on the sofa while I called Geraldine for help. Geraldine answered the phone in a super sleepy sexy voice. I hung up after she promised to rush down to my place immediately.

The moment I turned around, there she was. Still on the sofa. But naked. Strewed across the floor was the remaining of her clothes.

What can I do? I am a full red blooded human being. I got so aroused that I could feel my manhood straining at my boxers. Olivia is really sexy. And with that attitude of hers, its impossible for any guys to resist her. Unless they are gays of course.

I walked over to the sofa and she pulled me towards her. Very soon, she was rubbing her nubile body against me. Me in my boxers only. Gosh! She rode on me with my boxers still on, manhood still safe within the thin cloth. She is acting as if I am in her, making wild sex. My manhood is straining and begging to be released.

I did not know how long she continued her act and I continued gritting my teeth while in a dreamy state. The moment my doorbell buzzed, she got up and got dressed and act as if nothing happened and open the door for Geraldine.

Geraladine sensed something is wrong, she gave me a puzzled look over however she did not asked much and brought Olivia home.

As for me? Relieved that I do not consider that as cheating afterall I did nothing to participate nor encourage. And we did not have sex.

In the end, I took a cold shower.

2 Women in my life

Andy and Aysha are still not speaking to each other.

Ms Devil was nice enough to tolerate Andy's brawling and drunk state whenever he bunk over my place without notice. She has been an angel in devil disguise because that is what she is. An angel.

She will do the houseworks and cook for both of us. She never complained whenever I need to go out with the guys. Although her cooking isn't fantastic, I didn't care much about food anyways. She is always up and running as and when I in need of her whether its her voice I want to hear or its her presence I long for. She is always there.

Ms Devil's childcare job doesn't give her much financial freedom although she does seems to have a lot of time on her hands. She just required to work for about 6 hours per day and from Mondays to Fridays. She doesn't need to say anything but I usually would pamper her by bringing her shopping and eating out to good restaurants.

There will be times where my attention will be diverted elsewhere but she doesn't seem to mind. In fact, she will chided me with a smile and give me a suggestive wink. Haha!

Millie has been complaining that I don't care about her often enough. In fact, several times she called either I was on the phone with Ms Devil or in bed with Ms Devil.

Speaking of Millie, Ms Devil seems to be very concern about her. Both of them have not met neither but both of them knows that each holds a special place in my heart. Neither one could replace each other's empty places. As for Millie, I have explained to Ms Devil that she is a long time best friend that I am seeing on and off, as and when she comes back to Singapore. I assured Ms Devil that for sexual part, I will eased off with Millie. Ms Devil seems quite agitated that I am having sexual relations with Millie. Just woman's jealousy, I suppose. I have to spend hours to pacify her.

I have to pacify Millie when she blew her top after I gently put it across to her that she might like to let me know in advance the next time she drops by Singapore.

"So as to let your girlfriend gets her claws sharpen.."sneered Millie.

Sigh! The women in my life.

Aysha VS Andy

The shocking news!! Andy called me up awhile ago and told me that he and Aysha had broken up...

Apparently, the night when we met up with boobsy Wendy at St James, one of Aysha's good friend happened to be around to witness all the humping and grooving. Even the lapdance given by Wendy on Andy's lap. Immediately, the news got to Aysha's ears and news being news was blown out of proportions.

Immediately, I called the sobbing angry Aysha up. The first two calls had cut me off. But by the third call, she agreed to talk things out with me. The condition was that "cheating bastard" is not to be around.

Andy was damn pissed off as well. No matter how much he ranted and raved that he will not want her back even she came back begging, I know deep down inside he regretted very much that night and he WILL want her back. Afterall, one of his foot is already committed into the grave of marriage. I know that they even appointed their own minister to do their vows in their church.

I was around Aysha's place in a flash.

She was surrounded by cushions and pillows and lots of tissue papers. Her eyes are all red and swollen from the crying. Even her voice sounded like a whisper. Around the bed was scattered with photos of their coupledom.

Me: Aysha, Andy didn't cheat on you...
Aysha: Yes, he did. He did.
Me: I was there. I witness everything.
Aysha: So did Susan. She saw everything as well. He was with that...that woman.
Me: I was the one who went home with Wendy not Andy. Andy just went home by himself. I can vounch for that.
Aysha: You will say anything to cover his ass. You are his buddy!

At this moment, I knew there is nothing I could persude her to listen any further. Might as well, as her bedroom door opened and walked in a girl who looked no more than 21 years old. She looked at me and smiled. Her cute smile brighten the room. All of the sudden, I felt that I must have known her.

But there was no time to confirm my suspicion as our attention was turned to another wails of Aysha.