Secrets...
How much fun would it have been if my girlfriend doesn’t know about this blog. If that wasn’t the case, maybe I would have been a bit more candid about my sexual relationship with her. I would probably jot down the nitty gritty details of our sex lives. Sadly that isn’t the case, though a thought just ran through my mind; perhaps ‘we’ should document it instead. I am not sure whether she would agree to that but I am sure she isn’t offended. Are you… sayang?
But one of the few people who do not know about this blog is my father.
I’d imagine the shock when that day arrives, especially when it comes to my sexual activities.
First and foremost, I am positive that he knows or at least suspects. Being a conservative Asian Muslim Malay parent (not all Asians are conservative), he probably is in denial.
Speaking of which, I was thinking about some of the stuffs that I have done that would have risked the disclosure of this ‘secret’.
For example, doing it in the room while my parents were in the living room or while my 8 siblings were in the living room.
Or doing it in the balcony while every one was asleep.
The thing is, we don’t live in a big house. Hell, it isn’t even a house. It is a 3 room apartment. So each compartment of the residence is in close proximity.
I am sure none of the above mentioned acts are revolutionary by world standards but they are, from my father’s perspective. In any case, I am sure he won’t find out.
Ah well…
But one of the few people who do not know about this blog is my father.
I’d imagine the shock when that day arrives, especially when it comes to my sexual activities.
First and foremost, I am positive that he knows or at least suspects. Being a conservative Asian Muslim Malay parent (not all Asians are conservative), he probably is in denial.
Speaking of which, I was thinking about some of the stuffs that I have done that would have risked the disclosure of this ‘secret’.
For example, doing it in the room while my parents were in the living room or while my 8 siblings were in the living room.
Or doing it in the balcony while every one was asleep.
The thing is, we don’t live in a big house. Hell, it isn’t even a house. It is a 3 room apartment. So each compartment of the residence is in close proximity.
I am sure none of the above mentioned acts are revolutionary by world standards but they are, from my father’s perspective. In any case, I am sure he won’t find out.
Ah well…
Finger Acrobatics Performed
On Saturday, August 12, 2006 at 12:18 am.
Skip It and Leave Some!
