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I did not have lunch nor tea breaks with Satanic Eve, the new lady joiner. It shielded me from evil thoughts.
It felt that the Almighty Lord Jesus had rescued me just like He had rescued Peter from his sinking boat in Matthew 14.
If I recalled my Bible study classes correctly, Peter was worried (like me). His boat was sinking in the thunderstorm, (akin to my confused physical body and soul).
Jesus said to him: "Come!".
Peter climbed off the boat and started walking on the water towards Lord Jesus.
The wind blew harder. Peter was afraid and started to sink while walking on the water.
Peter cried aloud: "Lord, save me!".
Immediately Lord Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “Why did you doubt?”
Satanic Eve felt my deliberate avoidance.
At 5.30pm, she DMed me on the office messenger and asked if I am deliberately avoiding her. I denied. She asked if I am free for dinner. I said "No".
But I honestly wanted to. I want her to be mine (forever).
I began to feel nervous, just like Peter walking on the water.
My heart shouted: "Lord, save me!!!", exactly like what Peter did.
This time, there wasn't a response.
Maybe Lord Jesus was busy helping someone else. I really do not know. I felt abandoned.
Then all of a sudden, a strange female voice in me started speaking.
She said: "In Luke 7, our Lord Jesus forgave the prostitute. In John 8, our Lord Jesus forgave the adulteress". She added that this "defintely proves that the Lord Jesus isn't against premarital or extramarital sex".
It sounded awfully legit and I immediately DMed Satanic Eve and said: "Let's go for dinner together as you have suggested. You decide on the venue".
We agreed to meet at the 39th floor office lift lobby, 7.30pm.
Once we got in, everything happened so quickly beyond my expectations.
Extreme lust had overwhelmed me from my root chakra up to my crown chakra. I guessed it was the same for Satanic Eve. We finally hugged and kissed for the first time.
I felt her tenderness and genuine love. Satanic Eve's warmth made me relaxed. I was in paradise. I felt like that I had no more worries. I felt I am finally a real man and complete.
Before the lift descended to the ground floor, we gazed at each other, without speaking a word. Her eyes were so attractive. I became overwhelmed with both lust and passionate love feelings for her. My emotions, by now, had already gone from intense to beserk. She probably felt the same.
Just before the lift door opened, she said: "Come over to my place, I make you a nice dinner." Like an innocent child, I nodded in agreement, without protest, nor thought over the consequences.
We ordered a Grab car.
We didn't talk to each other, but strangely, our hands held throughout the seemingly long journey from CBD area to her Kallang area one bedroom cum study studio apartment.
The moment she closed her main door, I couldn't resist any longer. My heart had been fluttering intensely. I pulled her over and hugged her tightly. I felt true love. I never had this same feel and emotions hugging my current GF.
I kissed her, once, twice, thrice, with increasing intensity, followed by countless slobbering. I could feel that she wanted more and her petite body was trembling, sending me a begging message of passion.
By now, my hands were uncontrollable. They were everywhere up her untucked translucent light pink blouse.
I felt the lace of her pink Victoria Secret's brassière. My fingers instinctively searched for her hardened nips, gently playing with them as she let out her "ohhs" and "ahhs" softly into my ears.
While twirling her nips, my brain was telling me I was becoming an uncouth wild beast and I had to stop behaving like one. I looked at her and whispered, "If you want me to stop, tell me now".
Satanic Eve said nothing.
Instead, she dragged my right hand from her left soft breast, brushing it against her untucked and already unbuttoned pink blouse, and guided it towards her root chakra.
Instinctively, my fingers felt the soft tenderness of her already soaking wet V.
My mouth continued to slobber her nips. My right index and middle fingers were in harmonious syncing motion with her now louder "oohs" and "ahhs".
My mobile rang.
It absolutely jerked me out of the intense feeling of love for Satanic Eve. I felt time has stopped for the world.
I pushed Satanic Eve away from my body. I reached for my phone, saw the Caller ID.
I instantaneously felt guilt and disgust with myself.
Satanic Eve wasn't upset.
She must have felt my misery with my flustered face looking at the unanswered mobile call.
She reached over to me and gave me a tight warm hug. She whispered into my ears: "Let's continue another day".
My tears dropped.
With both her hands resting on my cheeks, looking at me with sympathy, her fingers wiped my tears off.
Before I could say sorry, she placed her right index over my lips and said, "It's Ok, don't worry, I understand. It happens".
At that very moment, Satanic Eve wasn't Satanic any more in my heart.
She has become an Angel. My Angel of Love.
I am back home for some time now. I still feel guilty in the presence of my GF.
It's now early hours on Saturday 1 May 2021.
My GF and her best Malaysian friend are still moving things up and around in my condo, seemingly excited about all 3 of us living Under One Roof.
I am pretending to share their excitement.
I am not sure what will happen from now.
Maybe the government will declare another Circuit Breaker and everyone works from home again. If so, I should thank the PAP, Indians, Pakistanis, Bangladeshis, Sri Lankans and Nepalese. Lockdown time should decimate my emo for Angel Eve.
If there are Tan Ah Tecks here in this forum (which I assume many senior Sammyboyers are of the same age group as he is), reading all these long shitty words that I just wrote, would you kindly advise me what is the moral of the story.
Whatever.
I miss Angel Eve.
It felt that the Almighty Lord Jesus had rescued me just like He had rescued Peter from his sinking boat in Matthew 14.
If I recalled my Bible study classes correctly, Peter was worried (like me). His boat was sinking in the thunderstorm, (akin to my confused physical body and soul).
Jesus said to him: "Come!".
Peter climbed off the boat and started walking on the water towards Lord Jesus.
The wind blew harder. Peter was afraid and started to sink while walking on the water.
Peter cried aloud: "Lord, save me!".
Immediately Lord Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “Why did you doubt?”
Satanic Eve felt my deliberate avoidance.
At 5.30pm, she DMed me on the office messenger and asked if I am deliberately avoiding her. I denied. She asked if I am free for dinner. I said "No".
But I honestly wanted to. I want her to be mine (forever).
I began to feel nervous, just like Peter walking on the water.
My heart shouted: "Lord, save me!!!", exactly like what Peter did.
This time, there wasn't a response.
Maybe Lord Jesus was busy helping someone else. I really do not know. I felt abandoned.
Then all of a sudden, a strange female voice in me started speaking.
She said: "In Luke 7, our Lord Jesus forgave the prostitute. In John 8, our Lord Jesus forgave the adulteress". She added that this "defintely proves that the Lord Jesus isn't against premarital or extramarital sex".
It sounded awfully legit and I immediately DMed Satanic Eve and said: "Let's go for dinner together as you have suggested. You decide on the venue".
We agreed to meet at the 39th floor office lift lobby, 7.30pm.
Once we got in, everything happened so quickly beyond my expectations.
Extreme lust had overwhelmed me from my root chakra up to my crown chakra. I guessed it was the same for Satanic Eve. We finally hugged and kissed for the first time.
I felt her tenderness and genuine love. Satanic Eve's warmth made me relaxed. I was in paradise. I felt like that I had no more worries. I felt I am finally a real man and complete.
Before the lift descended to the ground floor, we gazed at each other, without speaking a word. Her eyes were so attractive. I became overwhelmed with both lust and passionate love feelings for her. My emotions, by now, had already gone from intense to beserk. She probably felt the same.
Just before the lift door opened, she said: "Come over to my place, I make you a nice dinner." Like an innocent child, I nodded in agreement, without protest, nor thought over the consequences.
We ordered a Grab car.
We didn't talk to each other, but strangely, our hands held throughout the seemingly long journey from CBD area to her Kallang area one bedroom cum study studio apartment.
The moment she closed her main door, I couldn't resist any longer. My heart had been fluttering intensely. I pulled her over and hugged her tightly. I felt true love. I never had this same feel and emotions hugging my current GF.
I kissed her, once, twice, thrice, with increasing intensity, followed by countless slobbering. I could feel that she wanted more and her petite body was trembling, sending me a begging message of passion.
By now, my hands were uncontrollable. They were everywhere up her untucked translucent light pink blouse.
I felt the lace of her pink Victoria Secret's brassière. My fingers instinctively searched for her hardened nips, gently playing with them as she let out her "ohhs" and "ahhs" softly into my ears.
While twirling her nips, my brain was telling me I was becoming an uncouth wild beast and I had to stop behaving like one. I looked at her and whispered, "If you want me to stop, tell me now".
Satanic Eve said nothing.
Instead, she dragged my right hand from her left soft breast, brushing it against her untucked and already unbuttoned pink blouse, and guided it towards her root chakra.
Instinctively, my fingers felt the soft tenderness of her already soaking wet V.
My mouth continued to slobber her nips. My right index and middle fingers were in harmonious syncing motion with her now louder "oohs" and "ahhs".
My mobile rang.
It absolutely jerked me out of the intense feeling of love for Satanic Eve. I felt time has stopped for the world.
I pushed Satanic Eve away from my body. I reached for my phone, saw the Caller ID.
I instantaneously felt guilt and disgust with myself.
Satanic Eve wasn't upset.
She must have felt my misery with my flustered face looking at the unanswered mobile call.
She reached over to me and gave me a tight warm hug. She whispered into my ears: "Let's continue another day".
My tears dropped.
With both her hands resting on my cheeks, looking at me with sympathy, her fingers wiped my tears off.
Before I could say sorry, she placed her right index over my lips and said, "It's Ok, don't worry, I understand. It happens".
At that very moment, Satanic Eve wasn't Satanic any more in my heart.
She has become an Angel. My Angel of Love.
I am back home for some time now. I still feel guilty in the presence of my GF.
It's now early hours on Saturday 1 May 2021.
My GF and her best Malaysian friend are still moving things up and around in my condo, seemingly excited about all 3 of us living Under One Roof.
I am pretending to share their excitement.
I am not sure what will happen from now.
Maybe the government will declare another Circuit Breaker and everyone works from home again. If so, I should thank the PAP, Indians, Pakistanis, Bangladeshis, Sri Lankans and Nepalese. Lockdown time should decimate my emo for Angel Eve.
If there are Tan Ah Tecks here in this forum (which I assume many senior Sammyboyers are of the same age group as he is), reading all these long shitty words that I just wrote, would you kindly advise me what is the moral of the story.
Whatever.
I miss Angel Eve.
