§ Helmets, Beaded Insects, Touchscreens and Cobble-stoned Roads.
I - A Helemet for my Nephew.
I went into a shop in Cubao and I was actually glad that they finally had a stock of bike helmets for 4-5 year-old kids. I was told that the price of their nicest brand (the same brand that we use, purchased in France) was at P500. I realized that I didn't have enough money in my wallet.
Funny thing was that I was in ragged clothes: old shorts and an old t-shirt. I withdrew some money (very battered old bills... ugh...), wary of the ill-wishing strangers behind me. I finally got the helmet, and I suddenly found myself wearing a red blouse and black skirt, looking quite classy (if I may dare say.)
II - The Beaded Insects.
I then come upon a white building with many balconies. I climb up with a former colleague (with whom I don't really have a connection with), and instead of a helmet in my hand, I was holding a small mat of big red beads (about 0.8mm in width). The "mat" was oval in shape, and was about as thick and long as my forearm.
Out of nowhere, a similar mat, white in color, actually fell on my arm, and I was very much shocked and afraid, peeled it off and threw it aside -- as if it were a leech of some sort.
We then arrived at the top.
III - The Touchscreen
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I came upon a tree where a lanky young man was sitting underneath it, and he was just in his jeans. I went up to him, unzipped his pants, and performed oral sex on him.
Nearby was a fence, and right by it were two men and a woman, engaging in a threesome. One of the men told the woman to watch what I was doing to pick tips up. My "partner" (whom I really don't recognize) told me to watch them for my arousal.
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I get up and take a piece of folded paper/cardboard/plastic (just a very pliant material) and press on various buttons on it: a white foldable touchscreen. I was then busy trying to customize a website layout. Unfortunately, I couldn't do any right-clicks so I can't do quick "copy-paste" and "undo".
IV - Cobble-stoned Roads.
I then find myself, "power-dressed", standing at a street corner, with a rolling travel-bag, waiting for the green light so I can cross the street. The street was very busy. It reminded my strongly of La Place de la Concorde in Paris, though very much compressed, and had the pollutants Quezon City has.
I was getting impatient, so I cross to my right, then cross the street I really intended to cross. I then somehow forget something and crossed back to where I came from. I almost get run over by the vehicles. I was such in a panic that I rushed to the sidewalk and almost hit myself against a tree.
Finally, I decided to take the jeepney. A girl greeted me and we engaged in "girl talk" (I really don't remember what we were talking about...)
My gift for my nephew was actually a set of elbow pads and knee pads to go with the bike his father got him. However, I still haven't gotten him a helmet...
I went into a shop in Cubao and I was actually glad that they finally had a stock of bike helmets for 4-5 year-old kids. I was told that the price of their nicest brand (the same brand that we use, purchased in France) was at P500. I realized that I didn't have enough money in my wallet.
Funny thing was that I was in ragged clothes: old shorts and an old t-shirt. I withdrew some money (very battered old bills... ugh...), wary of the ill-wishing strangers behind me. I finally got the helmet, and I suddenly found myself wearing a red blouse and black skirt, looking quite classy (if I may dare say.)
II - The Beaded Insects.
I then come upon a white building with many balconies. I climb up with a former colleague (with whom I don't really have a connection with), and instead of a helmet in my hand, I was holding a small mat of big red beads (about 0.8mm in width). The "mat" was oval in shape, and was about as thick and long as my forearm.
Out of nowhere, a similar mat, white in color, actually fell on my arm, and I was very much shocked and afraid, peeled it off and threw it aside -- as if it were a leech of some sort.
We then arrived at the top.
III - The Touchscreen
---------- SEXUAL CONTENT WARNING!! Skip if you must! ---------
I came upon a tree where a lanky young man was sitting underneath it, and he was just in his jeans. I went up to him, unzipped his pants, and performed oral sex on him.
Nearby was a fence, and right by it were two men and a woman, engaging in a threesome. One of the men told the woman to watch what I was doing to pick tips up. My "partner" (whom I really don't recognize) told me to watch them for my arousal.
---------- END OF SEXUAL CONTENT WARNING!! ---------
I get up and take a piece of folded paper/cardboard/plastic (just a very pliant material) and press on various buttons on it: a white foldable touchscreen. I was then busy trying to customize a website layout. Unfortunately, I couldn't do any right-clicks so I can't do quick "copy-paste" and "undo".
IV - Cobble-stoned Roads.
I then find myself, "power-dressed", standing at a street corner, with a rolling travel-bag, waiting for the green light so I can cross the street. The street was very busy. It reminded my strongly of La Place de la Concorde in Paris, though very much compressed, and had the pollutants Quezon City has.
I was getting impatient, so I cross to my right, then cross the street I really intended to cross. I then somehow forget something and crossed back to where I came from. I almost get run over by the vehicles. I was such in a panic that I rushed to the sidewalk and almost hit myself against a tree.
Finally, I decided to take the jeepney. A girl greeted me and we engaged in "girl talk" (I really don't remember what we were talking about...)
Labels: baggage, beads, black, gift, money, red, sex, stairs, street, traffic, trees, voyeur, warm
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