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MOGAO striped gray/black pants

MILANOS dark blue ATTITUDES ribbed shirt

say Casual!

hadj thru purple patches

Endless fights and world war breakout with my sister na tinatawanan ko nalang ngayon.

Bahay-bahayan sa gilid ng bahay na when it rains I stubbornly insist of abeyance until the paper-roof gets drenched.

The swimming at the Sewol where we accede beatings pagkatapos maging nognog sa itim.

Ang punong manga, santol, guyabano, mayabas at langka that we usually ascend and get the produce.

With those number of trees equaled sandamakmak na tuyong dahon at sa sobrang sipag at inis muntik ko ng silaban ang mga puno mismo.

Ang dalawang matitipunong aso namin named “Kagta” and “Tukba” which explicates "devour" in my dialect.

The chicken coop beside the abode kung saan ako laging binibitin patiwarik ni Danilo para maging straight.

Ang sala na sinira ko kasi it became my dance studio and platform for my make-believe concerts and pageants.

Moms esteemed channel RPN9, the only one we have na aandap-andap pag may bagyo o masama ang panahon.

Ang lababo na pagkalaki-laki where I incessantly abut the dinner plates and glasses while being washed.

memories.... ansarap niyang balikan.... makes you wanna book a flight, umuwi and stay....

The Pecha de Peligro

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Blue Milano's



Pink long-sleeved top with white collar by Umberto Duranti



Navy Blue Di Fini trousers

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Sex in the City

Man, I feel like a whore!

It was 4:30am.
I need to go.
I have to.

So I left the bar. I walked the alley swerving. I had a couple of drinks.... okay fine I had several bottles and shots of Patron. Then I remembered, am hungry, I better take this street to get to my fave Tapsi house. And left turn I did.

On my right was a guy fumbling his fly. I passed right by. A faint pssssst came. I turned and he was at my back.

Fly Guy: Hey you!
Me: Do I know you?
Fly Guy: Nope! You alone?
Me: I don't see one with me!
Fly Guy: hehehe! You're funny! Stay!
Me: still having doubts but said..... Sure!

He fumbled for my fly, knelt and went right through me. And I moaned! Damn he was good! I am but drunk what would you like me to do? Fight my way out and scream? In reality that usually gets drowned. Senses out of the question!

Then a couple passed by wearing Baseball cap and Fedora hat- that's what all I remember. Flirty and intoxicated as I am, I invited them. They said, Yes and just like your regular badminton game, we did doubles! And then we switched partners!

Baseball Boy came fast so he left after. Fedora Dude stayed. Fly Guy was doing Fedora Dude as I was fixing myself up to leave.

Fedora Dude held my hand and said, "Are you going? Don't!" I didn't and he went down on me fast as I could even grasp my breath! Then Fly Guy left.

I closed my eyes. Head spinning and still nauseous from the Patron. I felt somebody was kissing me. Ayayay! Am already dreaming! Too early for that! Then I felt a light tug on my lips. I blinked. Another visage was infront of me. Chinese eyes staring back! Yet Fedora Dude was still on my shaft. Whew! This is not so happening! Am I to choose? Not me!

Aaaaaahh! That was me! Finally I came.

So I went down on Chinese Eyes while Fedora Dude was wiping his mouth. A 6-inch manhood drafted infront of my eyes. WTF! So I sang Beyonce's Listen till he came!

Twice!

Imagine? That was like homerun! Then we tidied and fixed ourselves after. But when I turned back to pull my jeans up, two pairs of eyes met mine. Intoxicated and lustful eyes playing with their tools! Who am I to deny?

I know when I am in danger and I am but a slut and this is not one of them!

Fedora Boy left, said he was late for a something, so me and Chinese Eyes feasted on the ogling boys- Backpack Kid and Clutch Bag man.


.......... to be continued.... 

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BED is back.

After the closing of the Malate haven, it has now transferred to the Greenfield District.

Greener, better and bolder.

The elusive black drape is still very prominent so don’t you worry a stick.

Remember Brian, Justin, Michael, Emmett and Ted of Queer as Folk? Yes, the series by Cowlip Productions was such a big hit that it took the LGBT community by storm. It was very nostalgic as well as eerie seeing Bed in the very light that Babylon was projected.

I got there around 11-ish and there were a couple of souls already, early birds I guess. One thing was new or that I haven’t been to Bed for the longest time eva’ that’s why I missed the point: girls as attendants. Traditionally there shouldn’t be any. But who am I to judge ayt?

Door entrance was still very promising with consumables. Yet the one thing I miss about Bed is the Bullfrog cocktail. Walang makagaya kasi! I got one, drenched my thirst and walked away. The bar was almost full by 2am and I need to make Cinderella’s famous exit and went somewhere else (wink*wink)