One Sexy Night in a Singaporean BAR

One Sexy Night in a Singaporean BAR

It was really witty when she told me “darling” for 20 sgd. That’s the way it works in Singapore. Especially in Duxton road or Geylang. I have not told all these things to my mother and that is saving me from the blast. Otherwise she would have already found a girl for me. Anyway leave that part. Let me tell you the naughty things that I have done this weekend. It became serious unnecessarily, may be because I was drunk with the local beer “Tiger”. There are two famous red light areas in Singapore. One is Geylang quite older and another one is Dexton Road. Second one is the result of Vietnam War. But Singapore Government destroyed their business totally. Only a few portions are still serving people like me. Logic is very simple. Go to bar, choose a girl and ask for a drink. In most of the Bars it will start from 20 or 30 SGD. Let her get the drink. It is like you have bought her for next 30 mins or 1 hour. Whatever you want to do , you can do except FUCKING. I went with a Singaporean friend. Girls liked him . They found him little chocolate hero. And ME??
I was struggling with my best poet’s of the great numbers. “Khachar pakhi boley bhai meghe kothay bosibarey thai”. Once the two birds were talking to each other. One was from forest; green, free and another one was leaving in a great, beautiful, golden prison which all possible luxury. Every day they used to try to convince each other that who was happy. When my Singaporean friend was kissing those girls and rubbing his nose on their milky boobs, I was feeling my poet’s two birds inside me. The forest one was my last, sex and normal basic instinct. Always live and free. Don’t care about anyone. And another mind is the good guy. “It” cares for everyone. It thinks twice before doing anything which my orthodox heart says not well. As usual that day also my enemy mind was planning to betray me. But at least It started positively. One girl came and asked me if she could sit near to me. It world have looked very bad if I had given the answer with negativity. She warmed the sofa. Near to me. Very close to me. It was little weird for me as I was thinking to screw the spongy white body but my gesture was showing a pure friendship attitude. I ordered for a 20 SGD drink for her and asked “where are you from?”

The plump Philippine girl started talking to me. May be she was planning to get upgraded to a 30 SGD drink but I have Indian DNA which only talks about value for money. One drink is more than enough to screw a girl. At least in this topic both of my minds work similarly. She started asking me basic questions – what’s your name? How are you? and faced my ugly truths.

-- There is no point in discussing how I am? I just have a useless life but I am ok with it.

-- What do you means by useless. She waved a girly confusion.

I stole a glance at her and give some nutritious food to my second mind. I was thinking to clench my one of the hungry organs in the middle of her white and silky boobs.
I did not. Again the good mind won. Just like Indian Supreme Court Judge, I did not permit an action which should have happened there.

She understood and my eyes told the fact which was happening in my mind. She took the step and came over my body. I got a deep, blue and strong kiss. She left the sofa saying “You don’t deserve more than this”. My good mind portrayed a nice Impish grin on my face. She vanished in the smoky dark.