rechallenged the addiction

What could be worse than having a fight with friends over one night stand? Not literally doing it, but over lunch.

I don’t think I have the guts to do it.

No guts needed. Just you woody or glory.

That’s awfully cheap.

Come to think of it, it is cheaper than calling for room service.

Nothing but a quick fix, I’ll say. What is so satisfying about it?

The agreement of no string attach plus maximum pleasure.

Only if he is physically irresistable. Who cares what he thinks then.

What is there to lose? It’s not like you are still a virgin.

*Sheepishly* I

Drop the act. Yours is long expired.

I still prefer a lasting relationship.

Who isn’t, but be realistic, it is not buy-off-the-counter product, and more than often, it is not even on the shelf.

It is less emotional to stick to few hours of ‘togetherness’.

Two thumbs up on that.

You know what I think.

What?

Loser and a desperate loser!

Yes. Loser, who? Worse is the fact that we bitched about those who fondle the concept as well as those who foolishly refuse such offer.

On vacation is the ultimately ONS possibility, especially in a country where you are a stranger among many more (that alone is not the reason I love travelling). it is very much like Touch ‘n’ Go concept; no cash involves.

I couldn’t think of any vacation I’ve taken ever not having someone pulling afast one. Not that I’m gorgeous or anything, but being a ‘tourist’ does get the perks of getting noticed.

I had a couple of incidents during my vacation abroad. Like the recent trip to Hong Kong, it was truly raining men. My friend has only one word to describe the attention I was getting - aura; or maybe she was slightly envious and ever-so-ready to proclaim every man in HK is somewhat sitting on the fence. each encounter is unque yet none of them has entered into first base. And with one in particular - an extreme obvious hit-and-run.

It was at the ferry terminal with the usual waiting, and I shall skip the ‘eye-signal’ part where even my friend (who is straight) sensed that this guy was gawking at me. What started as a friendly look-see-look-see turned into a sex-pot-traumatized; on the ferry he pretended to talk to his friends but only so that he could read my every move. Then he moved closer and seated with his back facing me. What happened next was beyond me - a sin to one’s eyes, eye candy to some, or as simple as come-fuck-me-now! He had his pant adjusted really, really low… on purpose! *Speechless* And Mr McDonalds would surely roll his eyes!

But encounter does not happen only during vacation. It could well be your daily dose. Take last week for instance, after workout I was walking to Lot 10 when all of a sudden this guy stopped me.

Where you from?

Err… Malaysia.

Oh, where you going?

Lot 10.

I stay there. *Pointing to hotel*

Hmm how long you’ll be staying in KL? *I am only being polite, I swear!*

Until Wednesday. You want to come back with me?

*Hold it, was that a pick-up line?* Err… No, I have to go for lunch.

You can eat in my room. I will eat with you.

*More like ‘I will eat you’* I am meeting with some friends for lunch. *I lied* I’m late. *Looking at my wrist then foolishly noticed I don’t have a watch on me. Quick, get that HP out* I really have to go.

I stay at room XXX. Come meet me after your lunch.

Okay *What I’m supposed to say!* Nice meeting you. *Taking quicker steps* Bye.

Bye. See you later.

I could still remember that face, that grin, and that seductive body language. No, I did not return to room XXX after my lunch. Come to think of it, I should have taken up on that offer of eating in. At least it is better than eating alone, and not to forgot, the Creme Brulee!

If you haven’t notice, it was ‘lunch’ around one in the afternoon in ‘public’. How daring (or desperate) a person can get. If it takes guts to jump into ons, then it must have cost the other person the entire intestinal organs.

And you want to know something, both incidents happened when I was wearing my new spec, whether it was working its charm on me, I shall find out the next time I put it on.

Disclaimer: No virgin was injured in the event of that dialogue. Color-coded is merely an attempt of anonymity and has no other ‘hidden’ message unless otherwise mentioned.