[loveadventure]

PART 1 – My orientation girl, ML

This happened in my uni days right after army. I had just ORDed and entered NUS. Like all guys in my class, the guys mainly goes to Engineering and the girls chooses Accounting – stupid me, should have chosen Accounting, then can be surrounded by tons of girls. Anyway, a few of my army friends who went uni with me asked me to join them in orientation camp organized by some XXX club. This was a big scale orientation program aimed at breaking the ice and for guys and girls to know more friends because once you start studying you would have lesser opportunity to mix around and know people.

Anyway, my orientation group has an even mix of around 6 guys and 6 girls (year 1 or freshies as they called it). During the 3 days orientation camp, we did a lot of things like blindfolded and brought around the campus, go out to Sentosa for beach games and treasure hunt, fright night where seniors dressed as horrible creatures and freshies were escorted around to be scared by them under various stories and plots. During the last day of the camp, we even have a bash where everyone dressed up, drank a lot and see if they can hook up with some girl, which most of the time never happened. After the camp, our freshie group and seniors still hang out for dinners, bbq, get together at friends house, etc and it was during this period of time that I fell in love with this girl ML. Bearing in mind that till then, I was still a virgin and never have any gfs yet, it was plain to see that I wasn’t good at going after girls. And to make matters worse, another guy in our group also likes ML.

When we were out as a group, we would sometimes sms (that was when I first start to use sms) each other even though we were sitting in a group opposite each other. The feeling of chasing after ML and her showing some interest in me also is quite exhilarating for me. ML has been dancing for some time as her ECA (since primary school) and thus she has a killer body. Standing at around 1.68m, she’s lean, fit and is a B cupper with looks like Chai Shao Fen (the hong kong actress) and she was also one of the pageant finalist in the uni like my first gf (which will be elaborated in the next story). As things progresses, I will ask her out on dates and stuff and we will talk over the phone every night. Having a common hobby of eating helps as we normally go out for dinner and supper and chat a lot while eating, getting to know each other. As I know the other guy is also going after her, we would sometimes touch on the “who do you like more” talk and she wouldn’t know how to answer. I am the good and attentive Beemer guy; He is the bad and adventurous Scrambler dude. On top of that, she is also half hearted with an ex boyfriend from JC. So, this sums up for the dragging on of this situation for a few months and as it wears down on my patience, I told her that I am giving her up for a simple reason – by now if she cannot choose who she likes and wants to be with, chances are she doesn’t like any of us. So that’s that – we’re back to being friends.

On a few occasions, she will still come over to my house for dinner as my mum likes her a lot. One night (this happens about a year apart from when I first knew her and after my first gf), she came over and after dinner, as usual we would come into my room to chat. My room is quite small (and with a super single bed, computer and desk, there’s practically not much place to seat around), both of us were seating on the bed. I asked her what she wants to drink and it so happens that we have a lot of Carlsberg that we want to clear stock so I offered her a can. We were drinking and chatting and before you know it we were looking at childhood photos, chatting about daily stuff and lying on the bed side by side. As we were chatting, we slowly turned towards each other and facing each other. Even though we were now only pals, I can sense the tension in the air and sparks flying around. I slowly stretch out my hand to hold her hand. She did not resist but everything went silent. There was an air of awkwardness and it just doesn’t feel right. I did not proceed on to the next step and things ended off there. To add, till date she was the only girl who lie on my bed and we did not end up fooling around (which is still a mystery to me)!

After who knows how many weeks (pardon me as these things happen nearly 8 yrs ago), it was my birthday and as there was no one to celebrate with me, I decided to try to get ML to accompany me. We had an enjoyable time and if not mistaken we went to Equinox for dinner. Everything was going quite smooth and in fact I asked her out merely for company and not with any specific intent. After dinner, I sent her back home and before she left my car, I asked her if she could stay and accompany me to chat for a while (which we had before, sometimes we could chat for like more than an hour in my car downstairs her place).

ME: Hey, since it’s my birthday, do I get a birthday kiss?
ML: Haha, don’t be cheeky.

ME: Come one leh. Just a light peck on the cheek la.
ML: ……..

While she was still hesitant about how to reject me, I slowly move over to kiss her on the lips. Placing my right palm on her left cheek and slowly guiding her face to face me, she tried to move away while I moved forward. After a few standard rounds of rejection (which I persisted), she finally allowed me to kiss her. We started with a light peck and then a long deep kiss. Her lips were moist and soft and she is so pretty even from near. We had another long deep kiss which ended with me giving her a light peck on the top and bottom lips to end it off (a trick I learnt from my first gf).

ME: (deep breathing) do you feel anything
ML: err…. No leh (and she broke out in a giggle)

That totally shattered me. WTF! How could this have happened? I have already managed to kiss her and she still doesn’t feel anything for me? I felt like a total failure and at that point I know it’s all lost for me. I bid her farewell and she went home. This marks the end of my first pure love story…

Next part: My first gf from hell (much more juicy and raunchy stories)