[coypredator]

Part 1

It has been years since I've been active on here and around outside. In fact, IIRC, I had a final post years ago about me quitting the hanky panky scene.

So it's been a rather peaceful couple years spending it normally as an adult male with all the typical Singaporean shit like starting a family, buying a house, settling down and building wealth.

Bascially I was comfortable getting into that whole humdrum you would expect of a Singaporean and that old persona of mine has long been dormant [insert boring emoticon].

But that was about to change when I moved into a new quiet neighbourhood recently [though I think the "dragon in me is still pretty much asleep]...

Part 2


When I first visited the property, I bumped into a lady with a RBF. Lets call her Mrs L. Didn't think too much about it, didn't bother smiling at her neither did she bother looking at me. After all, I was just recceing the place with no expectations. But when I moved in, then I realised that lady with a RBF was gonna be my neighbour and vice versa. We exchanged warm greetings and when she smiled, that RBF face of hers was literally non-existent.

Nothing really happened for months on end, just the typical hi-bye. And seeing her husband working out very regularly and consistently, and our kids playing together. They were very friendly, warm and welcoming - often buying presents for my kids and inviting them over to as a playdate. And maybe how so very consistent her husband was at with his workouts - like extremely disciplined, working out everyday at the same time for the same period without fail. But other than that, nothing note-worthy.

The playdates with her kids progressively reduced as the days go by as her kids were spending more time at school and although my kids enjoyed playing together, we decided not to impose on them. After all, I can imagine how tiresome it is to be sending kids to school at 6am, working from 9 to 6pm, then picking kids back and to do all the household chores. But my kids did not understand this and were grumbling.

And one evening, my kids whined so loudly about wanting to go over to play with our neighbours that Mrs L politely offered to my kids "Do you want to come inside?" I reluctantly ushered my kids into her house since it was rather early part of the evening. Relunctant as it would be difficult to get my kids out once they plant themselves infront of the TV, and feeling very paiseh to impose on others.

Once inside, Mrs L told us to make ourselves feel comfortable while she showers. One of her kids was also showering. So in that instance, my kids' hands got itchy and started playing with their pet cats. And while doing so, they very accidentally knocked over the bowl of water the cats drank from.

In my mind, I was like "O M G, don't give Mrs L more trouble already!" So I instructed my kids to watch TV and don't bother me while I took sheets of tissue to dry the pool of water.

[It's quite late now, to be continued...]

P.S this is not a story. I'm purely recounting this from my memory... sweet memories...