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Tuesday, August 14, 2007
alright, heres the skinny. ive been slotted into the office. doing some stuffs that seems unfamiliar and alien to my current daily routine. mind blowing and in a sense, a culture shock. well. not so shock to my culture as ive been in this line before. reception that is. well, that is way back. yes. way back in 2002. 5 years. my, how time flies like the Darling kids from that tale of Peter Pan.
spending time at MOS. ministry of sound. how redundant of me looking back at how i thought it is some kind of parliament-like cabinet with a drive to communicate with the young through songs and hidden agendas in its repertoire. its a club. period. enough bout that. the smoove to the arena to that retro-like room. its mind-blowing. my first taste of grinding. yes. you could say i enjoy it like the rest of my hot-blooded species. let me tell you abit about Sheila.
her name is Sheila. she wore a green spaghetti strap top complete with a pair of skinng jeans. she got a nice hip that compliments her fleshy exterior. her hair is short. not that short though. just enough to tie it up in a nice yet sexy kind of way. anyways, she was with a fren. i didnt notice her at first. was dancing behind her friend before she came into view. from her moves, i say she is an experienced clubber who have the knack of shaking her junk to the groove of the music. so i got behind her and was moving to the rhythm of the beat. close enough. she turn her head and i just smile. from there, i thought i should just move away. she smile and with her free hand, took my hand and put it on her tummy and started grinding me. i was like. yes. in heaven.
then she turn. our face met. damn. she got a sweet smile that compliments her small yet bright eyes. i loike. then the music went ballistic and she leans forward to kiss me. i pull back and said no no no. i love to play hard to get. drives them wild. she tries again and i did just that. after a long while, she just put her hand to the back of my head and just pull my head to hers. then we kiss. man, her tongue is god-send. she really knows how to play tonsil hockey. for once in my life. i felt embarrased. and we smile.
then, theres Julia. she was with her two frens. i kept looking at her while they were dancing on their own. and her face really stands out. that fierce scowl complete with that long straight hair of hers. i am moved. i love her graceful moves. damn. then i went to her. yes. i dance infront of her and started grinding. she was there to return my every moves. this girl is up to mark, i thought. for a long time, i hold on to her. my frens went off for a smoke with her friends and as she wasnt a smoker, she stays wit me. one of her fren remarked before exiting. it still rings in my ear. "behave eh." then she turn to me and we started again. i can never forget that smile on her face. where are you, Julia?
am i betraying what i am preaching?
am i doing something to my interest?
am i just bored with life?
am i happy?
why must you kept me in the dark all this while?
why must this end?
why?
i love you..
*~__ Afa Romeo ___ ~*
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