Michelle - Part II
Saturday, July 30, 2005
Right after 2 days the second part is here. I wonder if anyone is reading it... heheh
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Pleasurable Sin Part II
In a flash, a row of large Arnold Schwarzenegger like bodyguards appeared. Shades covering their eyes, sharp suits and guns not so well hidden. The lady raised her hand and soon my neck felt a sharp twist. I fell on the ground holding my cheek, a sharp pain was felt on my left cheek, no foundation could cover the redness on my cheek, the lady had strike me faster than I thought she would. I stood up rather shakily, threw my tiny little evening bag on the floor and headed to the lady with a temper I never knew I had. I just rammed myself into her and began pulling her hair and bitch slapping her. The useless bodyguards only stood and stared after I viciously kicked them out of the way. Soon after, I was torn away from the lady by the rather brave bartender who earlier saw me pleasuring myself.
I was of course thrown out of the ball after all that commotion, the bartender thrown out together with me for no apparent reason. He had a nice brownish hair which complimented his face shape, he’s blue eyes were shining; he was a little boyish looking with a silly grin on his face looking at me. To be honest, I feel he looks better dumb founded. He looked a little sad after being thrown out though, I was just hurt. The lady inside however was disgracefully humiliated. Wonder what happened to her? I picked myself up and hailed a cab, the bartender just looked at me as if I was an animal in a zoo. He snapped out of it when he saw me staring at him. He asked me a question which made me think. After that we had coffee and bade farewell. Found out his name was Jarod, son of some big shot which dislikes the limelight. What a typical rich man's son's ambition, to stay out of the limelight.
The next day, when I went to work, I was fired right on the spot even before I entered the building. I was walking to work as usual and received a call from my boss; I was to meet him at his car. Technically, he just fired me in his car and drop me off at some street which I had no idea. I was lost, the place had very few people walking, and even the grocery store was closed. Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder; I turned around and saw who else but Jarod. *goodness this is getting lame* He took me home and that's when it all started. A week later I opened my own business with a little help. The business had all kinds of sins, chocolate, ice cream, some sins which aren't appropriate to be stated out, you could even indulge in pleasurable ass scratching in my business.
Soon enough I was earning tonnes, enough to buy a brand new spanking apartment fit for a princess, I could buy all the clothes in the world, have more shoes than Imelia Marcos, have more money than Donald Trump, fly anywhere and anytime I wanted to. I was soon upgraded from a middle class citizen to one which the middle class citizens look up to; I had moved up the social ladder, I was now one of the High Class, wealthy, famous, charitable, snobbish denizens. I wish to be told I was humble but with that kind of wealth who would be, I kept most of my wealth to myself and tried to stay as down to earth as possible but that was very hard to do. Well at least I was happy, I have the best family anyone can have, all the sins in the world and yet I'm still happy.
All this happened just because of that night, the night of my 5 seconds of fame, the night where I indulged in a little tiny bit of sin. The sin that turned my life upside down, left to right, top to bottom. A little bad luck which made me brush with the dark side of the wealthy life, the dark secret which I still kept with me for my entire rise to fame and wealth. Do you want to know the secret, the one so dark which can add 100 kilos to your shoulders; can you bear the weight of such a burden? To be honest, since I had already achieved my success, here's the deal. There is no such thing as sin, nothing is sinful, no one sins, not even ass scratching is a sin, and not even the unmentionable "sin" is a sin. The earth is filled with wonders, how can anyone sin? By the way, if you are wondering what happened to Jarod, well go figure, my story ends here, Just remember, whatever you do, it is not a sin...........
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Right so that's the end of it... hope U enjoyed "Pleasurable Sin". Got another one comin up, this one is Shyuing's it's in chinese but don't worry oh people that can't read chinese, I'll try to translate the question and continue the story. Anyone else which has nice continuous questions? Hey U guys don't have to give me the beginning, the end is also fine.........
P.S. Hey even if there ain't no sin, doesn't mean what U do is always right, U get me?
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