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Date Posted: 19:33:28 07/01/03 Tue
"Confession of taxi 'Screw' driver"
Couldn't find this book on the shelf but some photos instead.
Vanessa and her parents. Vanessa naked, at two years old. Vanessa hugging a blond-haired guy in front of the Gate of Heavenly Peace with Chairman Mao looking over their shoulders circa spring, 1989!
"I was 17 when I met Bob," she said. Vanessa stood a pace behind me when I was pretending to study the pictures real hard. I was actually trying to hide my erection out of her sight.
"He's an exchange student from New York City. I've just finished senior high while he started taking Chinese Language courses at the university. I immediately fell in love with Bob the first night I met him at the pub," she continued in a melancholic tone of voice.
I turned around and found tears started streaming down her lovely face.
Turn-on became turnoff. Thought to act out my long-awaited fantasy subsided. And the excitement's gone.
"And then? What happened next?" I should have said something to cheer her up and given her a little hug, but I asked the stupid questions.
"He went back to the States two weeks after the incident," she continued. By then, we were sitting on the couch.
"The incident? You mean the massacre in Beijing on June 4th?" I wasn't sure if I got what she meant.
"Right! The "massacre". But we used to call it students riot or students' movement here. Anyway, Bob's parents were worried sick about him and asked him to go back to the States right away. My parents also urged me to return to Yunnan as soon as possible. I just refused and continued to stay in Beijing hoping that Bob would come back in few weeks," she swallowed.
"Has he ever come back?" I asked anxiously.
"No, he was killed in a car accident the month he's back to New York," she cried.
At that moment, I really didn't know what to say anymore. All I could do was to hold her hand gently and whisper into her ear: "I am so sorry."
Just before I could give my brotherly hug to her, she stopped crying abruptly and let out a loud laugh.
"HaHaHa...you stupid HKer. Did you believe in what I've said? Hahaha....I just made it all up and you fell into my trap. Tell you what, I lied. Am I a good actress? Remember what I am studying?" she couldn't stop laughing while telling me the truth.
"Fucking bitch!" I talked to myself quietly.
"So what's next?" I asked and expecting another lie. I felt like an idiot.
"Hehehe....Bob actually came back two months later. We'd been happily lived together for four years before he decided to start a business in GZ few months ago," she laughed like a mad woman her tears oozed out from her eyes again. She then bended down in front of me to fetch some tissue paper from the box on the floor. From the upper angle, I had a dazzling view of her bowl-shaped breasts and pinkish nipples through the low cut V-necked of the nightgown.
It turned me on right away.
"No, I don't trust you anymore, you little liar!" I complained.
"Yes, I am telling you the truth. But I have a confession to make though," she said and stopped giggling.
"Now what?!" I asked cynically.
"I am not studying performing arts as I've told you before, I actually major in English Language and Literature," she replied, quite seriously.
"I knew it. I knew it. You're trying to fool me again, aren't you? I also have a confession to make," I said with a smirk on my face.
"What's it?" she wondered.
"I just masturbated in your washroom, he-he-he," I answered honestly though I laughed like Sing Sing Wong aka Shek Kin in the old movie.
"No, I don't believe it. How could you? Are you for real?" she asked with her oval-shaped eyes wide opened.
I nodded.
"REALLY?! You weirdo! PERVERT!!!" she yelled out loud, and her face was blushed.
".....while holding your panties with other hand," I continued to confess.
"Oh! NO! You sicko! Sex-maniac! Hahahaha..." she screamed and tried to punch me on the right arm.
I moved leftward and her upper body fell on my legs and her hand touched my private part accidentally. She struggled to sit up straight and I tried to give her a hand, but my hand just happened to touch her breast. At that embarrassing moment, her face had turned all red that made her looked even prettier and sexier. I deliberately tickled her armpits and she fell upon my chest without any resistance. The evil in me had beaten my self-conscious so badly and eventually won the struggle. Uncontrollably, I bowed my head down and tried to kiss her lips while my naughty hands were squeezing her breasts.
"No! Please stop, driver! No!" she said softly and pushed me away from her.
I am one of those kinds of persons who could never tell if No really means No or No actually means Yes under that circumstances.
To be continued.....
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