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ei guyz, e2 na. i wanted 2 reply one by one 2 ol of u para spexal mention lhat but i only hav a limited tym in the computer.
it seems lyk the hentai thing is the current T.O.T.T (talk of the thread) ahaha
and as i read ur commentsz na trace q kng kanino nagcmula ang hentai chuva
...kay ate mizel!
ahaha

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that was hilarious by the way and it seems na maraming sabik sa hentai dito. ahaha
kailangan talaga ng drawings dito.
well, i'm l0oking forward for the drawings to0.
sana may magpost... a.s.a.p

eniwei, ayan na nga update q n xa
jaz so u will hav something 2 read.
mejo minadali nga lng so don't expect much from this chap.
and yeah, i'll avoid triple posting nxt tym. sori. and tnx 4 d reminder.

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[u][i][b]Chapter 9[/b][/i][/u]
God? Tulog ka po ba? I said kill me na po. Wala na akong natitirang kahihiyan.
Pagkalingon ng kaklase ko, sabay sa panlalaki ng mata niya, nanlaki din yung mata ko. Tapos tumalikod na siya ulit.
“Uhmm, pinapasok na kasi ako ng ate mo kanina. Sorry. Hindi ko naman alam na bababa ka nang naka—“
“Magbibihis lang ako, mamaya na natin to pag-usapan.”
Umakyat ako sa kwarto ko and I swear my face was all red nung pag-akyat ko, yet I swear as well that his face was all red when he saw me. Huhu… bakit sa lahat ng tao lalaki pa ang nakakita sakin. At sa lahat ng pwedeng makakita si Lem pa. Teka, naka-bath robe naman ako ah. Wala naman siyang nakita for sure. At least may cover naman. Wala nga ba siyang nakita? Argh!!!
“Lord! Kill me na nga eh! Wala na akong kahihiyan!”
Lem called up, “Jae? Okay ka lang?”
Naku… narinig ata ni Lem. Napalakas pa yung sigaw ko. Pahiya na naman. Una nakita akong nakabath-robe. Strike1. Tapos eto pa, strike 2. Wag na sana mag-strike 3.
“Ah? Ha? Ah, oo, okay lang.”
Lord… wala na talaga akong kahihiyan.
Mabilis akong nagbihis pero pagbaba ko, kahit na napahiya ako, I knew I needed to regain my poise. Kaya eto super kalma. And mukhang effective naman. I went directly to the kitchen. I was preparing my food when I remembered, may kasama nga pala ako. I need to prepare breakfast for two. Nakakahiya naman kung ako lang kakain.
Pagpunta ko nga dining table, nagulat ata si Lem kasi pangdalawang tao yung pineprepare ko. It’s very obvious that he wasn’t expecting it.
“Lem, what would you like to drink?”
“Coffee”
“Okay, one coffee for you. I’ll be back.”
“No Jae, let me do it. I don’t like being treated as a guest and I can do it naman eh.”
Without hesitation and any further arguments, I agreed. Sabay kaming pumunta sa kitchen and I pointed him the coffee maker. Ang bango ng kape pero nahihilo ako. It’s normal, I don’t drink coffee kaya ganun yung feeling ko.
“Jae, ikaw anung iinumin mo?”
“Milk.”
Nagtaka na naman siguro siya pero he didn’t say anything. Nakita ko na lang, nagsalin siya ng fresh milk sa mug ko. May label kasi yung famiy mug namin. May naka-print na names so that’s probably why he was able to know where to pour my milk.
We sat on the table tapos kwentuhan ng kaunti. Then he asked,
“Why milk? Why not coffee?”
I knew he’d eventually ask. Aside from my family and close friends, wala nang ibang may alam na kahit na nasa late teens na ako, I still prefer milk.
“Well, I like milk. It’s healthier. Simula bata mahilig na ako sa gatas and caffeine gives me migraine kaya I don’t drink coffee.”
“Kaya pala kulay gatas ka na. Haha…”
I laughed and we talked more and more over our breakfast. I didn’t know Lem was a good conversationist. He’s easy to talk with. Nakalimutan na nga namin yung bathrobe incident and yung napalakas kong sigaw na narinig niya. I guess I wouldn’t have a strike 3 after all.
Mga 30 minutes na ata kami sa table and kahit tapos na kami kumain, nagkukuwentuhan pa rin kami. We didin’t notice that the doorbell was ringing already.
“Jae, pumasok na ako because the gate was open and nobody was answering the doorbell.”
Napatingin yung pumasok sa amin ni Lem.
Patay kang bata ka.
Strike 3 na ako.
Last edited by eclipse_twins (2008-05-08 02:36:01)