Destiny, the cruise liner, and
the bus . . . |
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| There she was, standing on the deck of the cruise liner gazing
into the horizon with wind swept hair. I tried to imagine kissing those delicious
ruby red lips and performing skilful, acrobatic sexual maneuvers with her
thin limbs. Nothing stirred within me, and I knew that Miss Woon and me were
never meant to be. She was my blind date on the Empress cruise liner. We
were participants in a radio talk show where I managed to beat a horde of
male contestants to secure this free trip on a “cruise to nowhere”.
I am a fairly reasonable chap and hardly a sex maniac but I do find the whole concept of “cruise to nowhere” reeking with sexual innuendos. For if a man and a woman is stuck on a ship which doesn’t go anywhere, what the heck are they going to do for fun if not play with each other. Anyway, all the ingredients for romance was there: stunning sunset, simmering sea as far as the eye can see, gentle cool sea breeze and a cruise ship equipped for wine, music and dance. Yup, everything except the sparks, that is. While the good Ms. Woon didn’t make me swoon, she was nice enough company for a pleasant time where we exchanged stories of our life adventures. As the cruise came to an end, we exchanged pleasantries and bid each other farewell.
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| From there, I proceeded to meet Yvonne, my ex-colleague and
long-time confidante who happened to be a swell lady of babelicious qualities.
Prior to my cruise, I had met up with her as I always do whenever I am in
the Kuala Lumpur city, and she had agreed to join me on my trip back to my
island hometown of Penang.
So there we were, cosily tucked in our seats on an express bus. It was to be a 4-hour bus ride which means plenty of time to kill. As usual, we launched into a charade steep on sexual overtones with both of us as lead characters. After a while, I started to see her in a different light. The smiling eyes, creamy white skin, virgin smile, and above all her high level of tolerence to my tasteless jokes and antics. The joke has gone stale. What started as fun and tease were wearing thin after a prolonged period of repartees. Ever the impulsive creature, I declared that we should stop fooling around and get serious. For that one moment, her smiling eyes looked dead serious and comedy became magic as she agreed to be mine. What followed was pure symphony and till today the music is still flowing, coursing through the veins of my body in a cresendo which I hope will never die. In Yvonne I have found the love of my life.
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Contact Yvonne & Adrian at
acek@pc.jaring.my
Copyright @ Adrian Cheah. |
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