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[beeingapis]

"Don't Take 'Em Alive"

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📍SoCal Coastline is LitUp🌊

From golden hour at El Matador to sunrise yoga in Santa Monica – LA’s coastline isn’t just stunning, it’s a content creator’s paradise. 📸

Want to take your feed to the next level? Try these spots: 📍 El Matador Beach – dramatic cliffs + dreamy lighting = IG gold 📍 Venice Beach Boardwalk – street art, skaters, and wild vibes (check out our podcast- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9YQs87Hw3-o) 📍 Point Dume – panoramic ocean views & peaceful escape 📍 Malibu Pier – classic Cali VIBES with a touch of luxury

🎥 Pro tip: Early mornings = fewer crowds + softer light. 💡 Create reels, time-lapses, or just post with the waves.

Your next viral post might just be waiting by the Pacific. 🌴

📍SoCal Coastline is LitUp🌊

From golden hour at El Matador to sunrise yoga in Santa Monica – LA’s coastline isn’t just stunning, it’s a content creator’s paradise. 📸

Want to take your feed to the next level? Try these spots: 📍 El Matador Beach – dramatic cliffs + dreamy lighting = IG gold 📍 Venice Beach Boardwalk – street art, skaters, and wild vibes (check out our podcast- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9YQs87Hw3-o) 📍 Point Dume – panoramic ocean views & peaceful escape 📍 Malibu Pier – classic Cali VIBES with a touch of luxury

🎥 Pro tip: Early mornings = fewer crowds + softer light. 💡 Create reels, time-lapses, or just post with the waves.

Your next viral post might just be waiting by the Pacific. 🌴

#LACoastVibes#ContentByTheCoast#CaliforniaDreaming#InfluencerCulture#LAlife#instagrammable#REALLA#californialife#goexplore#urbanexploration

[aquitainequeen]

More than 1,000 children across 7 University of Brighton Academies Trust schools in Hastings are taking part in our ground-breaking local reading programme: LitUp Hastings. In collaboration with the National Literacy Trust (NLT), we chose to run our pilot programme in Hastings, as it is one of the areas of the UK with the lowest rate of literacy and scores highly on the UK government’s deprivation index. We wanted to focus on helping children whose learning and development was most affected by the Covid-19 pandemic, who were in years 3 & 4 at the start of the project and, in 2024, are entering their final year of primary education.

Read the LitUp Hastings Year 1 & 2 Report

In November 2024, we released the findings of an evaluation of LitUp Hastings’ first two years. The report shows that LitUp is having a significant impact on the children, families and teachers involved. Qualitative feedback collected throughout the project revealed remarkable outcomes:

Over half (53.9%) of children who claimed they rarely or never read at the start of 2022, read at least weekly by the end of the school year

Two-thirds (65%) of children who lacked confidence in their reading abilities before LitUp now describe themselves as ‘very good’ or ‘good’ readers

At the end of year two, 79.1% of children said the author visits made them ‘want to read more’

Thanks to the family reading element of the programme, 100% of participating students read a book they’d never read before and 59% of parents said they are ‘more confident to support my child’s reading at home’

More than two-thirds of parents (68%) reported that their child now engages in more conversations about reading at home after participating in the programme

Read more!

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🏜️ 200 Followers Gift : The StrangerTown neighborhood ! 🛸

🛰️ So many of you loved the photos of this neighborhood that I decided to share it with you. I called it the Aurora Military Base (in reference of the incident in 1897 that took place in Aurora, Texas)

This map is decorated but emptied of lots, in fact many of the houses used are not my own creations and the amount of custom content required to display my redecoration of them is far too large. However, I'll give you the links to the base lots that I used 🏠

CUSTOM CONTENT REQUIRED TNW Crop Circles recolored by me Seasonal Fields by @greatcheesecakepersona Lot View Farm Fields by @pixeldolly Giants FS13 smuggled sawmill by @criquette-was-here Smugled Decos part 1 by @criquette-was-here (scrapped harvester + recycling container clothes + clotheslines) Smugled Decos part 2 by @criquette-was-here (Hangar 1 + Gran Mill) Bus Transit Set Extended by @criquette-was-here Busy Road Set @criquette-was-here especially garland vehicles (2 fuel tankers + milk/water tanker + dustcart) Rural Lanes Set by @criquette-was-here Simpecker by @criquette-was-here Telegraph Poles by @criquette-was-here Individual Garages by @criquette-was-here (part of Feverfew download files) Brittany garage workshop by @criquette-was-here Zagoskin Parish Church by @criquette-was-here and @lowedeus Shukov Radio Tower by @lowedeus Old Cemetary Deco set by @lowedeus The Breath of Soviet Russia by @lowedeus (kharkiv hotels litup + zoo) Sky Effect neighborhood deco (stars) by @lowedeus Strangerville skyline by @tony-veis Whispies skyline by @dramallamadingdang Fixed Castaway Stories Neighborhood Deco by @dramallamadingdang The Blue Water Tower by @funphumph Smallest Maxis Watertank by Psychosims Warehouse 1 and 2 by @ethanmcgregor 4t2 Hood Decos by @nuttydazesublime (water towers + control center + communication center) Alien Crash site UFO by @madraynesims Butterfly Pavillon by @zeussims shared by @yandereplumsim Scrub Oaks recolored by @shastakiss Old West Farm hood Deco by @leoz94 Ts4 Palm Trees by @leoz94 TS4 Stones by @leoz94 sheep flocks by @curiousb

Just for info : if for some reason, you don't wish to install some items, it won't make the neighborhood bug. The missing item just won't appear in your neighborhood.

💾 DOWNLOADS

🏜️ MAINHOOD Aurora Military Base : SFS - Mediafire 🌄 SUBHOOD Aurora Military Base : SFS - Mediafire

To install the MAIN HOOD, you have to put the neighborhood folder in your TS2 document folder : …/My Documents/(Your Sims 2 folder)/Neighborhoods/ To Install the SUB HOOD, you have to put the neighborhood folder in your TS2 “Open for Business” installation folder : (Your TS2 Installation repertory)…/EP3/TSData/Res/Neighborhood Templates/

An exemple of what you could do with this empty neighborhood

BASE LOTS

🏘️ These are the lots I used, or get ideas from, in my own game and that you can see in my neighborhood screenshots. They are a good way to start... when you don't want to build an entire neighborhood from scratch.

REMADE PREMADES by @plumbtales 🌵 101 Road to Nowhere 🪖 51 Road to Nowhere 🌵 73 Road to Nowhere 🌵 Woodland Trailers

BESPOKE HOUSE SET by @honeywell-mts 🏚️ Broke Bespoke 🏡 Dutch Colonial 🏠Grey Ellis 🏠 Maple Ranch 🏡 Midnight Blue Charm 🏡 Peace Yellow Mtnside

INSPIRED by @jodeliejodelie's REMADE PREMADES 🔬 1 Tesla Court 📡 2 Cover-Up Road 🪦 13 Dead End Lane 🪖 51 Road to Nowhere 🪖 57 Road to Nowhere 🌴 30 Lakeside Drive 🌴 50 Middle Lane 🌴 70 Middle Lane 🌴 150 Main Street 🌴 170 Main Street 🌴 190 Main Street �� 267 Avon Avenue 🌻 Lot bin : Family House

[zam-jb]

Gigolo part 1

Nama ku Aira, berumur 34 tahun. Seorang suri rumah sepenuh masa. Sejak mula berkahwin lagi, Suami ku merupakan seorang accountant terkemuka di sebuah syarikat besar. Kami dikurniakan seorang cahaya mata berumur 6 tahun. Hidup ku serba lengkap bersama keluarga kecil ku ini.

Semuanya berubah apabila aku terjumpa folder rahsia yang mengandungi koleksi rakaman-rakaman video suami ku sendiri melakukan hubungan seksual dengan ramai wanita yang berlainan. Semua aku tak kenal dengan siapa suami aku curang. Berpuluh wanita berlainan.

Pelbagai kaum. Cina, Melayu, India, Arab, orang putih, semua ada. Umur pun beza-beza. Ada yang gaya macam mak-mak. Ada juga yang macam anak dara. Ada yang macam muslimah bertudung litup, tapi ada juga yang sundal macam pelacur. Siapa diorang semua ni? Aku bingung.

Aku akhirnya memutuskan untuk berjumpa dengan sahabat baik ku bernama Zati. Dia juga seorang suri rumah seperti ku. Umur kami juga seusia. Suaminya  juga merupakan rakan baik suami ku sendiri.

"Suami I dengan I baik je tau.. I keliru la..tak sangka dia ada dark side macam tu...ramai pulak tu perempuan-perempuan yang dia rekod..siapa diorang tu??" Luah ku pada sahabat baik ku itu.

"Dengan pelacur la tu...sebab tu dia boleh tukar-tukar perempuan macam salin baju..siap rakam lagi...hehehe.."pujuk Zati.

"Ishk you ni...pelacur pun...jijik tau...so apa nak i buat ni? Patut ke i serang husband I?" Keluh ku..

"Tak payah..biarkan je..You buat tak nampak je dengan semua koleksi yang you jumpa tu..." cadang Zati bersahaja.

"Huh? Macamtu je?"soal ku.

"Hrmmmm...tadi kan you cakap husband you layan you baik je kan? Dia tak pernah marah or pukul you..tiap malam balik rumah..makan pakai you pun dia jaga cukup..so,. Why nak kecoh-kecoh? " terang Zati.

"Tapi dia curang!" Sangah ku.

"No sayang...dia tak curang..kalau curamg, dia ada simpan mistress...dating dengan orang sama...berkasih sayang...abaikan you semua...husband you tak buat semua tu kan?" Balas Zati tenang.

"Tak...dia tak buat semua tu...tapi..." aku masih merasa kesal dengan tindakan suami ku.

"Tapi apa? You sakit hati tengok dia main dengan perempuan lain?" Duga Zati terus. Aku menganguk lemah.

"Let me ask you more pasal video yang you tengok tu..gaya husband you main dengan perempuan-perempuan tu sama tak macam dia main dengan you?" Soal Zati selepas itu.

"Tak...lain gila...buas gila..nampak kasar habis...kadang-kadang nampak macam husband I rogol diorang...husband I tak pernah buat macam tu dengan I..." jawab ku jujur.

"Tu maksudnya dia ada fetish main ganas masa seks...hehehe..dia suka main kasar-kasar...diakan sayangkan you..mestilah dia tak sangup buat dengan you... sebab tu lah dia cari perempuan lain...hehehe" terang Zati.

"Mana adil macam tu..." respon ku spontan.

"Hrmmm...kalau you nak adil..you maim la dengan laki lain jugak...hehehehe..." cadang Yati dengan tanpa rasa bersalah.

" tak mungkin I nak curang dengan suami I..I sayang dia je..." bantah ku terus.

"I tak suruhnyou curang dengan pasan skandal ke apa.. I cadangkan u amik pakej dekat company ni...hehehe.." ucap Zati sambil menghulurkan kad kepada ku.

"Paradise Club? Apa ni?" Soal ku setelah membaca kad nama yang diberikan.

" Secara ringkas..Paradise Club boleh suply you gigolo...kira fair la..suami you amik pelacur..you amik gigolo...hehehe.." terang Zati lagi.

"Gigolo..macam mana you tahu semua ni?" Aku terperanjat mendengar penerangannya itu.

"Well, to be frank..dah 3 tahun i gunakan service comp ni...you jangan salah faham.. i pakai Gigolo bukan sebab i tak puas dengan husband I.. I pakai gigolo sebab I pun ada fetish i yang tersendiri. Fetish tu adalah sesuatu yang tak mungkin I buat dengan suami I.. sebab tu lah I faham sangat apa yang husband u buat selama ni..." terang Zati.

"Huh? Jadi dah banyak lelaki lah yang you dah rasa?" Soal ku dengan nada terkejut.

"Yup...tak terkira..tua? Muda? Berkulup? Semua I dah rasa..sundalkan I ni?" Jawab Zati dengan tanpa rasa bersalah.

"Ntahla...mula-mula i terkejut dengan perangai suami I..tak sangka You pun..." ucap ku.

"Hehehe..you simpanlah kad tu..kalau teringin, you contact je club tu..kalau tak contact pun takpa..tapi I still storngly advice you supaya jangan confront suami you pasal ni..you will gain nothing..rumah tangga you akan rasa awkward lepas ni..silap-silap boleh bercerai berai..biar je la husband you tu dengan dark side dia..asalkan tak libatkan you dengan anak you..." pujuk Zati selepas itu.

Segala apa yang disarankan sahabat baik kunternyata ada benarnya. Aku memang tiada apa-apa isu dengan suami ku selama ini. Darkside yang dilakukan semua ini pun dilakukan sorok-sorok selama ini. Kalau aku tak terjumpa secret folderr tu, mesti aku takda rasa kusut macam ni.

Aku akhirnya mengikut saranan Zati. Aku cuba abaikan segala rahsia suami ku yang telah ku temui itu. Namun ternyata semua itu tak semudah yang ku bayangkan. Aku merasa terkilan setiap kali melihat suami ku sendiri.

2 minggu kemudian, ku periksa kembali folder rahsia suami ku itu. Hati ku merasa sangat terguris apabila melihat koleksi suami ku bertambah.ternyata mingu lepas suami ku melangan pelacur lagi.

Aku merasa sangat terkilan. Pada mulanya aku menangis tak henti-henti. Setelah puas menangis, aku merasa marah pula. Aku akhirnya nekad. Nekad hendak membalas segala perlakuan suami ku. Aku akhirnya menghubung club gigolo yang disarankan oleh rakan baik ku sendiri hari itu.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

3 hari kemudian.

Aku menghantar anak ku yang baru balik dari tabika ke rumah jiran ku untuk dijaganya. Memang dah biasa anak aku bertandang ke rumah jiranku setiap kali aku ada hal nak buat diluar. Namun kali ini hal aku berlainan daripada biasa. Sebabnya aku betul-betul nak buat hal kat hotel lepas ini.

Sekitar pada pukul 2 petang aku masuk ke bilik yang ku tempah. Aku mengenakan baju kurung modern berwarna merah jambu. Baju itu taklah sendat mana, tapi nampak jugaklah setiap lekuk badan ku yang montok ini. Walaupun aku bakal melakukan sesuatu yang  bercangah dengan ku nanti, aku memutuskan untuk tetap memakai tudung di kepala ku. Ntahla, mungkin sebab aku memang tak biasa freehair depan orang lain kut.

Tepat pada 2.30 petang, loceng pintu bilik ku berbunyi. Ternyata gigolomyang ku tempah datang tepat pada waktunya. Ku buka pintu dan mempersilakan lelaki itu masuk.

Namanya John. Namaje John, tapi melayu. Umur 23 tahun. Timggi lampai orangnya. Tak kurus, tak sado sangat. Lelaki itu berdiri dihadapanku di tengah bilik membiarkan aku mengamati tubuhnya buat seketika.

"So...Puan Aira nak macam mana?" John akhirnya bersuara.

"I nak you bogel depan I sekarang...." pinta ku terus.

Tanpa rqgu-ragu, John terus melepaskan seluruh pakaian ditubuhnya 1 persatu. Aku nyaris nak menjerit bila melihat lelaki selain suami ku melurutkan boxer dihadapan ku. Lagi-lagi apabila terlihat senjata John yang separa keras itu bergantungan di celah kelangkanya itu. Nampak besar dan panjang gila!! Tu belum keras habis lagi tu.

"So? Ok?" Soal John bersahaja sambil memperagakan tubuh terlanjangnya dihadapan ku.

"Not bad..." aku cuba berlagak tenang sambil memerhatikan seluruh tubuh  berotot lelaki muda dihadapan ku ini.

Ku hampiri tubuh terlanjangnya itu. Ku sentuh-sentuh otot-otot ditubuhnya dengan tangan ku. Tegap sekali tubuhnya. Malah kehangatan tubuhnya juga terasa jauh berbeza dengan suami ku. Ku jengketkan kaki dan rapatkan mulut ku ke telinganya.

"Kiss me John.." perintah ku dengan nada berbisik.

'As you wish madam,.."jawabnya.

John terus merangkul tubuh kunyang lengkap berbaju kurung ini pada tubuh telanjangnya. Matanya merenung tepat mata ku. Perlahan-lahan wajahnha merapat ke muka ku. Dengan gerakan lembut, akhirnya bibir ku bersentuhan dengan bibirnya. Dengan penuh rimantiknya bibir ku dicumbui oleh lelaki yang jauh lebih muda dari ku ini.

"Cupppppp...cuppppp...slurppppp...slurpppppp...muuahhhhhhhhh...muahhhhhhhh..." kami bercumbuan bagaikan pasangan kekasih yang saling merindui.

Bersambung...

[papadevv]

Nafsu Terus Menjadi Dosa

Lokasi: Sebuah Airbnb rahsia.Unit studio moden, sunyi di aras 20. Waktu: Malam Jumaat. Hujan renyai.Suasana sunyi, tapi bilik itu penuh bergelora dengan dua susuk manusia..Dua rakan sekerja..Farah dan Hafiz

Hafiz terbaring telanjang atas katil, hanya selimut separuh menutup pehanya. Di hujung kaki katil, Farah berdiri membelakangi kamera. Masih bertudung litup..tapi tanpa pakaian lain.Tubuh bawahnya sudah lama bogel,bersedia..Kulitnya pucat berkilat dalam cahaya malap. Getaran tubuhnya menandakan dia gelisah… atau mungkin, menahan ghairah.

Hafiz angkat telefon, mula merakam.

> "Farah..pandang kamera… pelan-pelan naik sini."

Farah toleh, mukanya merah. Dia melangkah perlahan ke arah katil. Bulu roma naik. Nafas panjang. Dalam hatinya masih ada rasa takut,gugup dan malu… tapi tubuhnya lebih dahulu menyerah..mengikut saja arahan Hafiz iaitu ketua departmentnya...

Farah panjat perlahan, lalu duduk atas peha Hafiz. Konek Hafiz sudah menegang keras, berdiri tegak. Hafiz biarkan Farah pimpin sendiri… dan seperti tubuhnya sudah hafal,tahu apa yang perlu dilakukan, kepala konek berkilat itu menyentuh bibir Farah dan bergerak masuk perlahan-lahan…

"SCHLLLKKK…"

Farah mula blowjob konek Hafiz..menjilat,menggigit..tempo perlahan dilajukan sedikit demi sedikit..Konek Hafiz penuh dengan mazi dan titisan liur Farah..

"UGGHH.."

"stop-stop !! Farah..aku tak tahan dah..jom masuk sekarang !!..

Farah berhenti bermain konek Hafiz dengan mulutnya..dia mula memanjat badan Hafiz,menyua batang yang tegak berdenyut ke arah lubang nikmat miliknya..

Farah pejam mata, gigit bibir. Hafiz genggam pinggangnya, bawa dia turun perlahan sampai habis. Konek Hafiz tenggelam penuh. Rakaman masih berjalan.

Farah mula gerakan turun naik,dengan tempo perlahan-lahan,menjadi laju sedikit demi sedikit..Farah mengawal sepenuhnya.. Bunyi hujan di luar tenggelam dalam hentakan daging ke daging.

Hafiz terus merakam mengguna phone miliknya..setiap aksi dari mula..dari awal Farah naik ke katil hingga ke penyatuan penuh mereka..

Kamera fokus muka Farah dari bawah

Tudung melekat pada leher, peluh menitis.

Buah dada bergoyang perlahan mengikut hentakan-hentakan padu penuh tenaga..

Wajah Farah seperti terseksa… tapi mata berkaca, tanda nikmat

Farah semakin laju.

> PLAP. PLAP. PLAP.

Hafiz naikkan tempo lebih laju.Hampir2 saja dia terpancut dengan gerakan itu..Dia bangun.. Ubah posisi,kali ini,dia yang akan mengambil alih.Hafiz baringkan Farah, membuka kaki seluasnya.Lubang nikmat Farah terbuka luas,merah,bercahaya,isi lurah terbuka..kelentitnya mengeras nikmat..penuh pelincir..cukup licin untuk tusukan pedang yang lebih kejam..

> “Aku nak rakam konek aku lunyaikan lubang kau.secara closed-up ”

Farah cuba tahan, mulutnya hanya berbisik kecil:

> “Please fiz jangan la rakam…”

Tapi dia tak dapat menahan pun. Malah pinggulnya naik menyambut setiap hentakan.

Hafiz berdiri, pegang lutut Farah, mulakan hentakan tanpa henti..lebih dalam..lebih laju..penuh konsistensi..

> PLAP. SCHLAPP. SCHLLKK. SCHLAP.

Rakaman fokus ke lembah terbuka yang berbuih. Farah mencakar cadar, mata putih.Mulut ternganga menahan senak bercampur nikmat..

> “Arghh!! Hafiz stop… laju sangat ni..n-nak terpancut …”

Tapi Hafiz hanya senyum. Dia tak endahkan Farah..Rengekan Farah seakan penambah rasa bagi dia..Hafiz teruskan henjutan lebih laju. Lebih menggila..lebih dalam sehingga..

Akhirnya, koneknya menggigil. Dia tarik separuh… dan tembak dalam. Kamera fokus perlahan, menangkap setiap titisan mani yang melimpah keluar.

Farah terbaring, dada turun naik. Tak mampu kata apa.

> Hafiz bisik: “Lepas ni… repeat lagi. Aku nak kau lupakan semua batang yang pernah robek lembah kau tu..termasuk Nazmi,suami kau..Hafiz tersenyum puas..

Farah hanya tutup mata. Tapi dalam tubuhnya, nafsu belum mati..Dia menikmati permainan ini..inginkan lebih lagi.

📱 Sementara itu… di level 12: Nazmi tersenyum baca WhatsApp dari Fikri.

> "Bro, next week aku belanja kau lunch. Lama tak catch up."

Nazmi tak tahu… kawan baiknya itu sedang rancang sesuatu pada isterinya sendiri.Dan lebih dia tak sangka,satu lagi kawan baiknya sudah pun menerokai tubuh isterinya seperti gundik layaknya..

Dan isterinya itu… sudah terlalu jauh untuk berpatah balik.

[nomi-c]

MUSE

Professions (2/8) {Yeosang}

{Yeosang x Reader}

Genre: Smut, strangers to lovers, Pet names (Muse, love), slight cursing (fuck), Dominant Yeosang, Oral Male receiving, protected intercourse

Wordcount: 6k

A/n: as always with my ff's, this ff isn't meant to represent the artist in any way or form!

-Minors don't read-

You check your time for the dozens time in the past hour. 5 more minutes and you would be expected.

The owner of the currently most famous Sculpture studio all over the world would open his gates to you.

You still couldn't believe your sheer luck, Kang Yeosang was currently probably the most famous artist in the world and seen and traded as a second Michael Angelo though no one knew much more about him beyond his breathtaking talent.

He always kept quiet and never showed his face anywhere, he loves staying private as he said many occasions on interviews where you saw nothing more than the back of his head covered with a cap or a hooded figure guilded in darkness around his skillfully litup sculputres.

His artworks could be found all over the world in the most prestigious places for those who would be willing and able to pay millions to display one of his masterpieces.

Places like museums, Top Hotels, some very famous actors and musicians mansions etc.

He always only sold one sculpture per customer, it was his golden rule. No matter how much money one has, or how much influence he always stayed true to his word.

He was known to pick his customers with utmost care and precision. Those who were the lucky ones showed their sculputres every chance they got and those who didn't? Well, they made it their priority to try and ruin Yeosang. But he didn't seem to care, and that was one thing you admired about him a lot. He didn't sell his art for money or recognition, but purely for those he believed to be the perfect owners for his creations.

What caught your eye about him since he went viral by opening his studio to everyone one time around 5 years back, wasn't his work per se.

His pieces were the most beautiful and breathtaking sculptures you ever laid your eyes on. Whoever they were, they were carved to perfection. Upclose the skin looked almost real, and upon touching the cool stone, it felt as soft as silk would to the touch.

What actually shifted your attention towards the shop was its unusual owner. You would expect someone as talented and God gifted as him to show his face every chance ge got and make himself known and recognizable.

Yet when the studio opened its doors 5 years ago, the few selected people and journalists he chose for the viewing before it was opened publicly for a few hours never got to see his face.

His manager however was often seen and treated as a small celebrity. Everyone wanted to know who Kang Yeosang was, how he looked, what his other hobbies were, just everything. But his manager never spilled as much as a single word.

You always loved and appreciated art, so it was no question for you to study it, but what got you to actually enroll was Yeosang's work.

So a few months back, when his manager publicly and worldwide announced that Yeosang was looking for a Muse for his new project, you freaked the hell out.

It was announced that he would pick someone in a month time for the chance of a lifetime. To turn that person into a masterpiece for eternity, and maybe even more in the future with some luck.

So, when you found out that day, you ran out of your course in a flash. You opened your PC, and sent your already made application portfolio to the announced link. You always had a copy of your portfolio ready to send at any moment, and in a situation like this you were more than glad for it.

You had watched the screen for solid 5 minutes with a racing heart and trembling hands before you closed your laptop and headed back into lessons.

Days turned into weeks and weeks into a month, and your nerves ate at you alive every chance they got. The news reported that he was flooded with applications from all over the world, some of them even being famous people.

With every additional day that surpassed the deadline you lost more and more hope that you had a chance at being chosen, and 2 weeks after the deadline when you almost lost hope, your phone pinged with a Message from an unknown number.

It was a few days ago, and yet it felt like yesterday when you unlocked your phone and came to the realization that it's you. That the Kang Yeosang picked you over thousands of others to be his Muse.

You were screaming and crying, and your heart was beating out of your chest when you replied to him and accepted his suggestion to drop by his studio this evening.

With Shaking hands you tabbed the screen of your phone and opened the messages. Your nerves were eating you alive, and even though it's a chilly night, you were not cold at all.

Your breath came out in puffs as you read the message over again. "I should be here right now, and the day is right as well. Did he forget?" You mumbled to yourself quietly as your eyes darted towards the closed studio.

Looking around, you saw a few pedestrians on their way into bars or presumably on their way home.

No one gave you a second glance as everyone went their way. You shifted your weight from one leg to the other, trying to ease some of the nervousness, when your eyes landed on a man right across from you who sat outside the little cozy bar.

He was drop-dead gorgeous, looking like an angel in the middle of an inspiring scenery. He was holding a cup in his hands and looked ahead at the river not far from where he sat.

He seemed to be in thoughts, and you couldn't tell what it was about him, but something drew you closer to him.

Before you knew what you were doing exactly, you found yourself standing by his table. He must've heard you approach because his head lifted at the same time you opened your mouth to speak.

The moment your eyes connected, all air got knocked out of your lungs. If you thought he was only gorgeous from more far away, you should think about getting your vision fixed cause truth to be said the man before was the most beautiful being you ever laid your eyes on.

His eyes widened for a second before they darted over your face in surprise. Whatever it was that pulled you towards him snapped, and you came to your senses.

You shook your head slightly to clear your mind. "I'm so sorry, my gosh. I usually don't sneak up on people. I just saw you and..." You trail off mid sentence, too stunned by the beauty of the man before you.

Your heart beat wildly in your chest because honestly? What would you or could you say in that situation with someone as beautiful as him looking at you expectantly? He could could and should be yeosang's Muse rather than you.

The beautiful stranger was looking at you curiously as if he was waiting for you to ramble on. He gestured one of his admittedly sexy veiny hands towards the chair across from him with a slight smile on his lips. "You just saw me, and?" His voice was velvety soft and warm.

You gasped, overwhelmed by him as you carefully took a seat across from him. Usually, you wouldn't do it, but something about him just drew you in like a moth to a flame.

Once you sat down, he raised his hand with the cup for a second before he gave you a reassuring smile.

"Ah..." You shook your head in embarrassment, not recognizing yourself at all at the moment. "I looked around, waiting for someone and I don't know the face of when I saw you and before I knew what I was doing I found myself at your table." The stranger quietly laughed.

A few seconds ticked by in silence before a waiter appeared at your table and set down a cup of a steaming drink right in front of you. "Enjoy."

When his footsteps retreated, you looked at the man again. "Thank you."

He nodded and leaned back slightly in his chair. "Do you usually come to this part of town?"

Heat creeped up your cheeks at his question. Has he seen you here before? You admittedly came here often to look at the studio from the outside or to check for inspiration for projects from university. This part of town was known for being artsy and inspirational, so it was no wonder you often found yourself here.

You quickly took a sip of your drink, burning your mouth in the process. You hissed slightly before you set the cup back down.

Your eyes fell back on the man who eyed you patiently and curiously. Absentmindedly, you raked your hand through your hair as you eyed him.

He tracked your movements with an unreadable expression before your eyes connected again. "I'm a art university student and find myself often here searching for inspiration and this studio right there, I don't know if you know that, but it's worldwide famous. I love looking through the windows whenever I'm here to appreciate the masterpieces displayed inside."

Your eyes fell to the studio with love and adoration before you continued to speak. "It's actually the reason I ended up at your table, I looked around and saw you. You're by far the most beautiful person I ever saw and... how do I say it? You would be the perfect Muse for the owner of the Studio in my opinion. He's looking for a Muse." You rambled yet again, slapping your forhead mentally.

The man gasped, clearly surprised by your observations before he Laughed slightly as he took another sip of his drink. "There would be no point in hiding my identity, when I would show my face to the World in another way at the same time."

You choked on your drink upon registering his words. Could it be that-

The man extended his hand towards you with a cryptic smile. "Let me introduce myself formly, my name is Yeosang. It's nice to finally meet you, you surprised me in more than one aspect which isn't really easy to archive I must say." He laughed again, the sound causing goosebumps all over your skin.

You stared at his hand for another second before you extended your hand and shook his slightly.

What are the odds of you directly walking into your Rolemodeland telling him he could be his own Muse rather than yourself?

Yeosang must've caught onto your thoughts because he waved into the general direction of his studio with a shy smile. "I usually get my drinks from here and enjoy the view over the river while at it. Like you said earlier, it's easy to find inspiration out here. I was hoping I would get a glimpse at you before we started working, but didn't expect you to end up at my table instead." He raked his hands through his hair with a slight sigh.

You quickly waved your hands in front of you. "Please don't missunderstand. It's my biggest honour to meet you, but I promise I had no idea who you were when I came up to you earlier."

"Hell, I usually don't even go up to people in the first place." You muttered quietly more to yourself than to him.

Yeosang looked at you again through his lashes. "Your application was one of the last ones that Ju-Won presented me, I'm glad I waited patiently with making a decision."

Taking in the calm nightly scenery behind him and the few tourist ships that cruised on the river with the twinkling lights, a soft smile played on your lips. "You're known to be really mindful with everything basically, it's one thing I really admire. Almost no one is like that anymore unfortunately."

His sigh made you focus on him again. "I was always different, you know? Others played football, and I decided to become a cheerleader. Others went to the office and me? Well, I became a Stone sculpturor. I was tossed out from home by my parents when I broke the news that I didn't want to go to an elite uni but start in the art branch."

Your gaze fell to the table, you didn't know what to say to that. Sorry didn't feel like the right thing to say, your parents weren't happy either with your choice but they didn't abandon you for your dream either.

Instead you took a deep breath and kept your eyes locked on your cup of coffee. "Following your dream is never a mistake, you found your calling and that is something many never find in their span of life. When you ask me, your parents can be damn proud of what you became."

Silence filled the table once again, only interrupted by the dampened chats of the occasional pedestrians that passed by your spot.

From the corner of your eye, you saw Yeosang nodd as a wave of melancholy hit you in a the gut, he took a deep gulp of his cup and looked back up towards you. "Shall we?"

You nodded quickly, relieved for the change of topic as you did what he did a few moments prior, before you quietly made your way towards his studio.

Rather than the front door, he led you towards the side of the building, where he pushed a series of numbers into a keypad on his right.

A second later, a green light and beeping sound indicated you to go inside. Yeosang didn't hesitate and pushed the door open for you to go in first. Within the second your foot connected with the broken cement ground, the ceiling lights above you flickered to life.

It took you a second to adjust your eyes to the bright lights before you stepped inside in nothing more or less than pure and utter awe.

You only slightly registered the click of the door when it closed behind yeosang, when you went up to the lifesize stature that was partly finished and represented 8 men you never saw before with one in the middle wearing a hood that hid his face.

With trembling fingers you touched the cool soft stone in adoration. You heard Yeosang close up to you, his steps soft and gracious as he came to a halt next to you. "It's the closest to a self-portrait as it gonna get for me. They're my closest friends and family, my biggest support and strength."

You nodded, understanding him too well. Without your best friend, you would be lost as well. "8 makes 1 team." You said quietly as the thought striked your mind.

Yeosang nodded in agreement, a slight smile gracing his lips. "I like that slogan, it might will make it on the bottom." Your eyes widened in surpise, as you took in his hint.

You eyed the hodded figure more closely and were too antsy to surpress your burning question to wait respectfully. In comparison to him, you had absolutely no self-control in regards to patience.

Studying his face from the side, your fingers started prickling in anticipation. The artist inside of you wanted to do nothing more than unpack your fancy paper for special drawings and your coal pencilset to start sketching his perfect angel like features for the world to see. "Are you really sure you don't want to do a sculpture of yourself? You create masterpieces and get inspired by unbelivable beauty, and yet you see your face every day and don't show it to the world."

Yeosang smirked down at you as he leaned a little closer towards you with a raised eyebrow. "Are you trying to call me a Masterpiece right now?"

You just shrugged, a smirk now on your features as well. "Just stating the obvious."

You heard yeosang scoff before he turned on his heels and walked down the corridor. With a hand motion, he signed you to follow him. With a few quick steps, you closed up to him and matched his pace.

He led you both right into what you assumed is his workroom, judging by the big block of Pentelic Marble, the chair before it, and the illuminated podium to its left.

You also spotted a little wheeled work table with tons of different metal tools on top.

Yeosang glanced at the podium. "I have a few ideas, if you don't mind?"

You quickly nodded and removed your jacket before you stepped onto the podesta.

You heard him clear his throat and turned around to look at him again. You didn't hear him move, but you noticed he held a sheer black flowing robe in his hand. "I envisioned the stature to have a more elegant vintage vibe, would it be okay for you to wear this?"

With a nodd you grabbed the robe and quickly stepped behind the room divider to undress and slip on the mostly see-through black robe.

Once finished you stepped out and noticed Yeosang sketching on a notepad, so you didn’t spare time and once again stepped onto the podesta.

It didnt take long for him to notice you're back, and when he did, he dropped his notepad on the work table and stepped a bit closer to inspect you. "Can you lift your right arm a bit angled over your head?" He asked as his head crooked to the side in thought.

You awkwardly tried to follow his suggestion without having the robe shift and exposing your breasts underneath. Though with the lightning the podesta provided, you were pretty sure he had a perfect view already, since the only none see-through part were the black satin rims.

Yeosang's brows furrowed as he eyed your arm sceptically before he slowly walked up to you. "May I?"

You felt your cheeks heat as his soft hands grabbed your wrist, with another step he was inches away from your face as he moved your arm into the position he envisioned it to be.

You gulped as you felt his breath tickle your cheeks, his eyes connected with yours for a second, causing an electric shiver down your spine as you gasped.

You weren't sure if you imagined his hand tightening on your wrist for a second as he moved impossibly closer to your face before he took a soft hold of your chin and moved your face a bit upwards and to the left.

Once he let go of your chin, he mumbled something so quietly that you didn't understand any of it as he backed off a bit and draped your other arm as he wanted it to be as well.

With the air conditioning right above you, soft strands of your hair got blown around your face slightly. You had to surpress a slight shiver at the cool air that relentlessly blew into your neck, on your shoulders, and on your chest.

Yeosang stepped back and inspected you once again, his eyes catching on your hardened Nipples.

He quickly averted his gaze and turned towards the stone block. It didn't pass you for a second how his jaw flexed and his eyes seemingly darkened in the dim light of the work room itself.

In a few quick strides, he made his way to the work station and the little radio that hung off one corner on a strap and turned it on. Soft classical music filled the room quite instantly, and your muscles relaxed upon hearing the to you familiar music.

You always loved drawing with that kind of music. To you, it just set the mood and cleared your mind. Yeosang seemed to share the same sentiments, as his posture loosened up as well.

He grabbed the first tool and started working with the ease and talent many would die for.

One song turned into many, and slowly but surely, your muscles were on fire and your feet started throbbing from standing motionless for so long.

You had no idea what time it was, but if you were taking a guess, you would say it should be well past 2 in the morning.

From the back, you didn't see much of the progress, but judging by all of the ruble on the ground, he must've already archived a lot.

Another two songs later, and your muscles started shaking violently. You cleared your throat quietly to get yeosangs attention without startling him.

You waited a few seconds, ignoring the signs of your body to take a well-earned break before you tried again, but this time louder.

Watching yeosang eagerly work away, you realised just how engrossed he was in his work. From time to time you caught him glancing at you, memorising your body to bring it to life in the form of stone.

You couldn't bear it anymore, so you decided to speak up. "Yeosang... is it okay for you to take a break? My muscles really start to hurt."

Yeosang's head whipped to you in surprise, as if he just now noticed how much time has passed. "Of course. I'm sorry, I tend to forget the time sometimes."

You quickly dropped your arms and shook them out before you rotated your shoulders, a groan escaping you at the fading pain.

His eyes tracked every movement intensely as he dropped his hammer and stone chisel on the table and ran a hand through his shiny hair.

He made his way to the tiny fridge and grabbed two bottles of chilled water as you sat down on the rim of the podesta, your bare feet dangling in the air.

Yeosang pulled his office chair across from you and handed you one bottle before he opened his own and took a big swig.

His eyes fixed on yours, and a shy smile grazed his lips. "I have the important outline done already and I have the sketch I made earlier, so you won't have to stay much longer if you don't want to. It's already late."

You didn't notice it before, but Yeosang must've removed his hoodie somewhere along the way.

Your eyes snagged on his black tank top and the muscular shoulders and arms that were on full display now. Heat rushed over your body, and you were sure that your cheeks grew rosy as well.

You cleared your throat as your eyes travelled over his abs that you could make out well underneath the top and his veiny hands that gave you way too many inappropriate ideas, as you folded your legs hastily.

Yeosang's eyes darkened once again, his eyes fixed on your bare legs for a brief second before he quickly got up and closed the distance between you.

He leaned down towards you and caged you with his arms slowly. Your eyes widened as he grabbed the rims of your robe and carefully pulled it over your chest, careful not to accidently touch your exposed skin.

A sigh left your lips as the soft material grazed your sensitive skin. His hands wandered further down the robe, where he took a hold of the belt and tightened it slowly.

His jaw was flexed as his forhead connected with yours. "You're making it hard for me to stay professional. I should send you home." His voice was rough and deep close and too close to your ear.

When your hands grazed his muscular biceps, you felt his muscles contort under your touch. "And if you don't?" A soft laugh left his lips as he lifted his head slightly, left hand traveling to your neck where he swiped your hair away softly to expose your neck to him as his other hand travelled to your lower back.

His gaze was so intense, and his eyes so dark that you had to surpress a whimper. "I'll might not let you go home, Muse."

A smirk formed on your lips. "Hum, I should go then." Out of the corner of your eyes, you saw his hands splaying on the podesta left and right of you.

You didn't give it any attention as you slid your arms off of his biceps and leaned backwards on your palms away from him.

His yes tracked you like a hawk, and just as you wanted, the slight movement was enough for the soft fabric to slip over at one of your shoulders.

Not enough to expose your breast to him, but enough to have his jaw flex once again.

You had to surpress the urge to close the distance between you and kiss him to relieve some of the explosive pressure building up inside of you in rapid speed.

A satisfied smirk appeared on your face upon seeing his reaction as he pushed himself back up to his full height and stared down at you with a challenging smile.

He turned to the side and waved his left hand towards the side entrance door. "Do it, then." His voice was teasing as he stared at you expectantly.

You got up from the podesta in a fluent move right in the moment he turned back towards you, causing you to be flush against him.

Your faces were only mare inches apart, and you felt the ghost of a touch at your lower back. Goosebumps broke out all over your body.

A few seconds ticked by with neither of you moving, the only sounds of your breaths and the classical music that seemed to reach its crescendo.

You scoffed and turned on your heels, barely able to cover the need that's boiling inside of you.

You made it less than two steps before his hand encuffed your wrist as he spinned you around and pulled you in by your neck and crushed his lips on yours in a devouring kiss that left your legs weak.

Your hands made their way into his soft hair, where you lightly tugged as a sigh left your lips.

Yeosang angled his head and deepened the kiss while his hands sofly travelled down your sides and pulled you closer by the hips.

In a quick movement, he lifted you onto his hips and turned on his heels into a direction you hadn't been before.

His tongue grazed your lips, and you instantly permitted him entrance as his tongue drew circles around yours in a game of dominance. He led you from one room to the next before he turned again and pushed a door open with his back and continued to walk up seemingly endless steps.

His lips wandered down your neck when he effortlessly made out your sweet spot. Your head fell back as a soft moan left your lips. You felt Yeosang smirk against your skin.

You opened your eyes to check your surroundings and found yourself in a big modern apartment. Through the windows, you could see the river and illuminated bridges as if you could from a viewing spot. To say the least, the view was incredible, and you could imagine waking up to this daily. It seemed like a dream.

Yeosang followed your line of view as one hand trailed down your chest down in a feather light touch that left goosebumps in its wake. "You like the view?"

Your one hand drew soft circles on the back of his neck while the other had an iron grip onto his hair, as he took hold of your robes belt and opened it in one fluid motion .

The robe split right instantly, giving him a perfect view of your exposed upperbody as his other hand wandered further up your back to dip you backwards.

His tongue found your breast in a heartbeat where he started tenderly drawing soft circles around your sensitive nipple as his other hands thumb drew slow circles on your exposed waist.

A whimper of his name left your lips, and through your hazy mind and need, you think you felt him walk again.

You felt too hot and too exposed at the same time as you tugged on his shirt in an attempt to remove his tanktop to finally feel the incredible six-pack you guessed was hiding just underneath this piece of fabric that you started to despise.

Yeosang set you down on your feet softly before he pulled the tanktop over his head while never breaking eye contact with you.

You let your arms drop to your sides, which caused the sheer robe to fall off your shoulders and pool at your bare legs, leaving you in nothing but your undergarments.

Your eyes tracked over each perfect musclepack right in front of you, and just like earlier, your hands prickled with the urge to act up.

Before you knew it, you stretched your hand out the smallest bit and let your hand wander over his abs in a feather light touch.

His breathing quickened under your teasing touch as you laid a hand on his chest and slowly pushed him backwards and into the wall before you leaned in to kiss him again.

You poured all your need into it as your hands nestled into his hair again, and you pressed your body against his. Skin against skin.

You felt him hard against your stomach through his linen pants, which made your stomach clench and a moan escape your mouth. His hands flew to your hips as he pulled you even closer against him.

After breaking you the kiss, when you were both thoroughly out of breath, you licked and kissed your way down his body slowly, never breaking eyecontact.

When your hands reached the buttons of his pants, his head rolled back against the wall with a rumbling moan while his hands slid up your body.

The sound enough was so heavenly that you knew you wanted to hear it again and again, and the fact that you had caused him, the guy who looked like a reborn God to make that sound had your body shiver and the throbbing between your legs amplifying as you let yourself fully down on your knees.

Yeosangs hands wove through your hair softly, as you impatiently worked the button and zipper of his pants. Once you made it, you greedily pulled down both his pants and boxers at the same time and watched his length spring free.

Your mouth watered at the sight in front of you as you didn't waste time and slid your tongue over his tip, getting the slightest taste of him before you licked along his shaft. Yeosang hissed as his hips reflexicely rocked against you.

You felt his leg muscles flex under your hands when you continued to circle your thumb around his tip and wrapped your lips around him.

You blew your cheeks and started bobbing your head at a slow pace while closely observing his facial expressions, Yeosang shuddered notably as his hands fisted your hair.

With another aching throbb in your core you, you laid your hand around him and pumped in rhythm with your pace to cover where your mouth couldn't reach yet. A loud moan escaped him as his self-control slipped. "Fuck..."

His hips shot forward with a hard thrust as his hands held you in place, forcing you to drop your hand and take him fully.

His tip hit the back of your throat forcefully, causing you to gag as your eyes teared up. Your hands flew to his tighs for support, your nails digging into his flesh as he started relentlessly pounding into your mouth, having your throat hurt in no time.

Blinkimg away the tears, you looked up at him as you picked up speed, finding his gaze on you already. "You look incredible like that, Muse." He said in between harsh thrusts and your moans.

His right hand stroked over your cheek softly, much in contrast to his hrusts. "Taking me in to the hilt, I cant wait stretch that tight little hole of yours."

Another load moan left your lips as you started to drool slightly, your hand took hold of his balls and started massaging them slightly. He hissed again as his hips started stuttering. You could tell he was close, so you picked up your speed even more as tears streamed down your face.

Yeosang shook his head. "Not...yet."

With a sharp tug on your hair, Yeosang pulled you off of him. His eyes tracked the string of saliva that connected your swollen lips to his erection. His thumb swiped over your lip softly. "You're Perfect."

He pulled you up as his lips instantly crashed on yours in an all-consuming kiss.

Not breaking the kiss, his thumb hooked into your panties and pulled them down with force before you felt one of his fingers glide through your folds.

Your hands digged into his shoulders as his name escaped your lips. Yeosang smiled against your lips as he backed you up against the window and bent you over.

Your hands splayed on the floor to ceiling window as his hands slid down your back before they lost contact.

You heard him walk around and come back to your side before you heard slight shuffling and a package rip open. You and turned your head the side and watched how he licked his finger clean before he rolled over a condom.

A shudder went through you before he wedged a leg between yours and spread you apart for himself. With a final glance at you, he laid his hands on your hips before, he lined himself up with your entrance and pushed himself in until the hilt.

Your head bowed as your back arched at the feeling of his length filling you out fully. A ragged moan left both your lips. "God, you're tight." He waited a few seconds to let you adjust to his length, his hands gripping your hips so tight you might get an imprint.

You pushed back against him ever so slightly before he pulled almost all the way out to slam back in again. Your hips met him greedily with each powerful thrust of his hips, your tit's bouncing with each hard thrust.

Endless loud moans and the smaking of skin against skin filled the quiet apartment, as he practically drilled you into the window on full display to anyone who would dare to wander around at this time of the night.

Yeosangs hand curled around your hair before he yanked your head back with force. "Didn't you enjoy the view? Watch it before I spin you around and make you bounce on my cock until you scream my name."

His other hand slid down to your clit where he drew lazy circlea that elicited a scream from you.

You felt yourself tumbling closer to the edge with every harsh trust. "Y-Yeosang.... I'm..."

His pace slowed down painfully almost lazily as his hand let go of your hair. "No."

Frustration build up in you as you thrust back against him particularly powerful. Yeosang growled against you as his hand connected with your ass in a stinging slap that went right to your core.

Another moan left you as he suddenly pulled out of you, spun you around, and lifted you onto his hips.

You sunk back into him with a sigh as he walked over to the couch with you straddling him and let himself sink down into the soft cushion.

Your hands snaked around his neck as he grabbed you by the waist. His dark gaze connected with yours. "Bounce."

You didn't need more as you started bouncing his length. His hands embraced you as he pulled you up and slammed you back down with his hips meeting you half way.

It didn't take long for you to feel your climax build up rapidly again. Your hands digged into his shoulders as you screamed his name, unable to stop yourself.

His movements started becoming eratic, matching your own. "I'm close." You moaned loudly in between thrusts.

Yeosangs eyes connected with yours as he pulled you flush against his sweaty chest. "Let go, love."

With another thrust, you came apart with a scream, stars flecking your vision as his lips crashed on yours again in a heated kiss.

You rocked against him forhead against forbead as he picked up pace again. With a few more powerful thrusts, he came apart with your name on his lips.

You fell against his chest limply as you both tried to get down from the high. His thumbs drew lazy circles on your upper back as his chin rested on top of your head.

A few moments of silence passed before he started speaking. "You're the first person who saw my face aside from my manager."

Your head lifted in surprise. "But the other statures?"

Yeosang shook his head. "All those people saw was a hooded figure, I never wanted anyone to know my identity, not until I saw you."

Your hands laid flat on his chest as you backed a bit up to look at him in surprise. "Why me?"

He softly swiped away a strand of your hair. "We felt equally when we saw one another. We seem to be each other's Muse."

Little did you know that he would stay in your life long after the stature was established.

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Gigolo part 1

Nama ku Aira, berumur 34 tahun. Seorang suri rumah sepenuh masa. Sejak mula berkahwin lagi, Suami ku merupakan seorang accountant terkemuka di sebuah syarikat besar. Kami dikurniakan seorang cahaya mata berumur 6 tahun. Hidup ku serba lengkap bersama keluarga kecil ku ini.

Semuanya berubah apabila aku terjumpa folder rahsia yang mengandungi koleksi rakaman-rakaman video suami ku sendiri melakukan hubungan seksual dengan ramai wanita yang berlainan. Semua aku tak kenal dengan siapa suami aku curang. Berpuluh wanita berlainan.

Pelbagai kaum. Cina, Melayu, India, Arab, orang putih, semua ada. Umur pun beza-beza. Ada yang gaya macam mak-mak. Ada juga yang macam anak dara. Ada yang macam muslimah bertudung litup, tapi ada juga yang sundal macam pelacur. Siapa diorang semua ni? Aku bingung.

Aku akhirnya memutuskan untuk berjumpa dengan sahabat baik ku bernama Zati. Dia juga seorang suri rumah seperti ku. Umur kami juga seusia. Suaminya  juga merupakan rakan baik suami ku sendiri.

"Suami I dengan I baik je tau.. I keliru la..tak sangka dia ada dark side macam tu...ramai pulak tu perempuan-perempuan yang dia rekod..siapa diorang tu??" Luah ku pada sahabat baik ku itu.

"Dengan pelacur la tu...sebab tu dia boleh tukar-tukar perempuan macam salin baju..siap rakam lagi...hehehe.."pujuk Zati.

"Ishk you ni...pelacur pun...jijik tau...so apa nak i buat ni? Patut ke i serang husband I?" Keluh ku..

"Tak payah..biarkan je..You buat tak nampak je dengan semua koleksi yang you jumpa tu..." cadang Zati bersahaja.

"Huh? Macamtu je?"soal ku.

"Hrmmmm...tadi kan you cakap husband you layan you baik je kan? Dia tak pernah marah or pukul you..tiap malam balik rumah..makan pakai you pun dia jaga cukup..so,. Why nak kecoh-kecoh? " terang Zati.

"Tapi dia curang!" Sangah ku.

"No sayang...dia tak curang..kalau curamg, dia ada simpan mistress...dating dengan orang sama...berkasih sayang...abaikan you semua...husband you tak buat semua tu kan?" Balas Zati tenang.

"Tak...dia tak buat semua tu...tapi..." aku masih merasa kesal dengan tindakan suami ku.

"Tapi apa? You sakit hati tengok dia main dengan perempuan lain?" Duga Zati terus. Aku menganguk lemah.

"Let me ask you more pasal video yang you tengok tu..gaya husband you main dengan perempuan-perempuan tu sama tak macam dia main dengan you?" Soal Zati selepas itu.

"Tak...lain gila...buas gila..nampak kasar habis...kadang-kadang nampak macam husband I rogol diorang...husband I tak pernah buat macam tu dengan I..." jawab ku jujur.

"Tu maksudnya dia ada fetish main ganas masa seks...hehehe..dia suka main kasar-kasar...diakan sayangkan you..mestilah dia tak sangup buat dengan you... sebab tu lah dia cari perempuan lain...hehehe" terang Zati.

"Mana adil macam tu..." respon ku spontan.

"Hrmmm...kalau you nak adil..you maim la dengan laki lain jugak...hehehehe..." cadang Yati dengan tanpa rasa bersalah.

" tak mungkin I nak curang dengan suami I..I sayang dia je..." bantah ku terus.

"I tak suruhnyou curang dengan pasan skandal ke apa.. I cadangkan u amik pakej dekat company ni...hehehe.." ucap Zati sambil menghulurkan kad kepada ku.

"Paradise Club? Apa ni?" Soal ku setelah membaca kad nama yang diberikan.

" Secara ringkas..Paradise Club boleh suply you gigolo...kira fair la..suami you amik pelacur..you amik gigolo...hehehe.." terang Zati lagi.

"Gigolo..macam mana you tahu semua ni?" Aku terperanjat mendengar penerangannya itu.

"Well, to be frank..dah 3 tahun i gunakan service comp ni...you jangan salah faham.. i pakai Gigolo bukan sebab i tak puas dengan husband I.. I pakai gigolo sebab I pun ada fetish i yang tersendiri. Fetish tu adalah sesuatu yang tak mungkin I buat dengan suami I.. sebab tu lah I faham sangat apa yang husband u buat selama ni..." terang Zati.

"Huh? Jadi dah banyak lelaki lah yang you dah rasa?" Soal ku dengan nada terkejut.

"Yup...tak terkira..tua? Muda? Berkulup? Semua I dah rasa..sundalkan I ni?" Jawab Zati dengan tanpa rasa bersalah.

"Ntahla...mula-mula i terkejut dengan perangai suami I..tak sangka You pun..." ucap ku.

"Hehehe..you simpanlah kad tu..kalau teringin, you contact je club tu..kalau tak contact pun takpa..tapi I still storngly advice you supaya jangan confront suami you pasal ni..you will gain nothing..rumah tangga you akan rasa awkward lepas ni..silap-silap boleh bercerai berai..biar je la husband you tu dengan dark side dia..asalkan tak libatkan you dengan anak you..." pujuk Zati selepas itu.

Segala apa yang disarankan sahabat baik kunternyata ada benarnya. Aku memang tiada apa-apa isu dengan suami ku selama ini. Darkside yang dilakukan semua ini pun dilakukan sorok-sorok selama ini. Kalau aku tak terjumpa secret folderr tu, mesti aku takda rasa kusut macam ni.

Aku akhirnya mengikut saranan Zati. Aku cuba abaikan segala rahsia suami ku yang telah ku temui itu. Namun ternyata semua itu tak semudah yang ku bayangkan. Aku merasa terkilan setiap kali melihat suami ku sendiri.

2 minggu kemudian, ku periksa kembali folder rahsia suami ku itu. Hati ku merasa sangat terguris apabila melihat koleksi suami ku bertambah.ternyata mingu lepas suami ku melangan pelacur lagi.

Aku merasa sangat terkilan. Pada mulanya aku menangis tak henti-henti. Setelah puas menangis, aku merasa marah pula. Aku akhirnya nekad. Nekad hendak membalas segala perlakuan suami ku. Aku akhirnya menghubung club gigolo yang disarankan oleh rakan baik ku sendiri hari itu.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

3 hari kemudian.

Aku menghantar anak ku yang baru balik dari tabika ke rumah jiran ku untuk dijaganya. Memang dah biasa anak aku bertandang ke rumah jiranku setiap kali aku ada hal nak buat diluar. Namun kali ini hal aku berlainan daripada biasa. Sebabnya aku betul-betul nak buat hal kat hotel lepas ini.

Sekitar pada pukul 2 petang aku masuk ke bilik yang ku tempah. Aku mengenakan baju kurung modern berwarna merah jambu. Baju itu taklah sendat mana, tapi nampak jugaklah setiap lekuk badan ku yang montok ini. Walaupun aku bakal melakukan sesuatu yang  bercangah dengan ku nanti, aku memutuskan untuk tetap memakai tudung di kepala ku. Ntahla, mungkin sebab aku memang tak biasa freehair depan orang lain kut.

Tepat pada 2.30 petang, loceng pintu bilik ku berbunyi. Ternyata gigolomyang ku tempah datang tepat pada waktunya. Ku buka pintu dan mempersilakan lelaki itu masuk.

Namanya John. Namaje John, tapi melayu. Umur 23 tahun. Timggi lampai orangnya. Tak kurus, tak sado sangat. Lelaki itu berdiri dihadapanku di tengah bilik membiarkan aku mengamati tubuhnya buat seketika.

"So...Puan Aira nak macam mana?" John akhirnya bersuara.

"I nak you bogel depan I sekarang...." pinta ku terus.

Tanpa rqgu-ragu, John terus melepaskan seluruh pakaian ditubuhnya 1 persatu. Aku nyaris nak menjerit bila melihat lelaki selain suami ku melurutkan boxer dihadapan ku. Lagi-lagi apabila terlihat senjata John yang separa keras itu bergantungan di celah kelangkanya itu. Nampak besar dan panjang gila!! Tu belum keras habis lagi tu.

"So? Ok?" Soal John bersahaja sambil memperagakan tubuh terlanjangnya dihadapan ku.

"Not bad..." aku cuba berlagak tenang sambil memerhatikan seluruh tubuh  berotot lelaki muda dihadapan ku ini.

Ku hampiri tubuh terlanjangnya itu. Ku sentuh-sentuh otot-otot ditubuhnya dengan tangan ku. Tegap sekali tubuhnya. Malah kehangatan tubuhnya juga terasa jauh berbeza dengan suami ku. Ku jengketkan kaki dan rapatkan mulut ku ke telinganya.

"Kiss me John.." perintah ku dengan nada berbisik.

'As you wish madam,.."jawabnya.

John terus merangkul tubuh kunyang lengkap berbaju kurung ini pada tubuh telanjangnya. Matanya merenung tepat mata ku. Perlahan-lahan wajahnha merapat ke muka ku. Dengan gerakan lembut, akhirnya bibir ku bersentuhan dengan bibirnya. Dengan penuh rimantiknya bibir ku dicumbui oleh lelaki yang jauh lebih muda dari ku ini.

"Cupppppp...cuppppp...slurppppp...slurpppppp...muuahhhhhhhhh...muahhhhhhhh..." kami bercumbuan bagaikan pasangan kekasih yang saling merindui.

[apez-90]

Pengalamanku.... (Kisah Benar)

Kisah bermula pada tahun 2010 yang mana aku masih belajar di sekitar Kuala Lumpur... Aku seorang budak kampung yang jahil di bandar sebesar ini... Rutin harian aku selepas kelas adalah lepak kedai mamak sebelum pulang ke tempat penginapanku...

Aku akan berjalan kaki ke kedai mamak yang sering aku lepak makan dan minum... Kadangkala aku lepak dengan kawan-kawan kelasku tetapi pada hari itu aku berseorangan... Aku dimasa itu sedang memikirkan kewanganku untuk aku menempuhi setiap hari yang penuh dengan cabaran... Sedang aku menikmati roti canai dan teh ais kegemaranku... Aku disapa oleh sepasangan couple yang agak bekerjaya dari pandangan mata kasar... Lelaki itu menyapaku...

Lelaki itu : Assalamualaikum dik...

Aku : Waalaikumusalam bang...

Lelaki itu : Boleh kami duduk sini...

Aku melihat sekeliling masih ada kosong tempat makan... Kenape sini jugak kau nak duduk??? Kau sedang mengacau kenikmatan hidangan yang aku sedang nikmati... Aku pon melihat Lelaki itu dan seorang wanita yang wajahnya lembut, bertudung litup, berbaju kurung, sopan dan ade keayuannya tersendiri... Tanpa segan silu, aku pon membalas pertanyaan lelaki itu...

Aku : Boleh... duduk lah bang...

Lelaki itu : Terima kasih dik...

Aku : Sama bang...

Couple itu pon memesan order mereka setelah aku memberi kebenaran untuk duduk di meja makanku... Secara tidak langsung Lelaki itu mengenalkan dirinya...

Lelaki itu : Nama bang Fikri panggil Fiq pon bley... Nie wife bang Syahirah panggil Eirah je...

Aku pon memberi reaksi positif dan berkenalan dengan fiq dan eirah... Fiq seusia 30 an dan eirah baru mencecah 26 tahun dan masih belum dikurniakan cahaya mata... Eirah nmpak agak solid body nya... Melihat dari sudut jahatku agak padu kemungkinan seorang yang menjaga body shape... Tetapi masih menjaga aurat seorang wanita...

Setelah lama bersoal jawab, akhirnya fiq bertanya soalan yang agak membuatkan diriku terpegun seketika....

Fiq : Dik kalo abg nk bg job kt dik nk tak???

Aku : Job ape tu??? Saya sekarang nie masih belajar bang...

Fiq : Ooooo... job tu mudah je dik... job sambilan je sbb abg selalu outstation...

Aku : Job sambilan ape tu bang???

Fiq : Abg nak tawarkan dik untuk jaga wife abg semasa abg outstation... Ade manis-manis... Semua tu abg akan aturkan...

Aku : Uiiiii.... jg wife abg.... Ermmmm boleh lah bang tp ape yg perlu sy buat???

Fiq : Nanti abg akan bagi detail job yang dik kene lakukan....

Aku : Baik bang...

Aku melihat wife lelaki itu tersenyum seperti ada sesuatu yang membuatkan hatinya kegembiraan... Lelaki itu pun memberi nombor telefon untuk memudahkan dia untuk berhubungan denganku... Setelah itu aku pun meminta kebenaran untuk pulang ke penginapanku tetapi dihalang oleh lelaki itu kerana dia ingin menghantarku ke penginapanku... Aku pun bersetuju mengikut couple itu untuk menghantar aku pulang ke penginapanku... Lelaki itu agak mewah dengan memakai kerata mewah BMW untuk menghantarku pulang... Setelah sampai ditempat penginapanku... Aku pun mengucapkan terima kasih kerana belanja makan dan hantar aku ke penginapanku... Sambil aku membuka pintu kereta, wife lelaki itu menyapa dengan mengatakan kepadaku... Tq dik... See u again ok... Take care taw... Aku pon membalas dengan senyuman dan berkata ok kak.... Aku pun berlalu pergi ke bilii penginapanku...

[ilightmytorch]

The rest, pulled from the Wayback Machine:

2. Pacing/Structure

Chances are you’ve stumbled across a book that’s struggled to hold your attention. Examining these moments and what’s going on can help you solve for it in your own work.

Questions to Ask: When are you growing tired of the story? Is it a page count issue? A scene length issue? On a scene level, what is missing that could add drama or push the story forward? On a story level, is the plot too straightforward? How might deeper character work or plot twists create a more engaging story?

Required Reading: The Secrets We Kept by Lara Prescott

3. Stakes

Stakes are the reason we care about a story, why we’re affected so much when one character doesn’t get the love interest or when another character dies a tragic death. Notice which characters you become most invested in and why.

Questions to Ask: How do the world stakes and personal stakes interact? Are they in conflict with one another? Are they aligned? Which of these two options creates more engagement for you as a reader?

Required Reading: The Last Thing He Told Me by Laura Dave

4. Character Arcs

As readers, we want to see characters develop and grow. Studying how this is done in a novel can help you structure character development in your own work.

Questions to Ask: How do the obstacles the characters’ face force them to pivot? What about the plot forces them to reassess their beliefs? How do other characters impact the protagonists’ behavior? How do the protagonists’ mistakes, assumptions, and ideals create new problems in the text?

Required Reading: The Alice Network by Kate Quinn

5. Secondary Characters

Don’t neglect your side characters. Think about what types of characters can bring conflict, tension, comfort, and hope to your character’s world.

Questions to ask: Who is challenging the main character’s beliefs in this world? Who is the antagonist? What does their dialogue cadence look like? How do their personalities bounce off of each other? What is their life outside of the protagonist’s story?

Required Reading: Firekeeper’s Daughter by Angeline Boulley

6. Main Character Development

We all love a morally gray character, but they are usually constructed in such a way that we as readers still fall in love with them. Character development is how you get your reader on the side of your character.

Questions to Ask: What makes you care about the characters? Especially the ones you’re not supposed to like? How does their backstory play into the situation? Does that make them more sympathetic? Less?

Required Reading: Such a Fun Age by Kiley Reid

Each month, Reese Witherspoon, the founder of Reese’s Book Club, chooses a book with a woman at the center of the story. There’s no formula to the books chosen to be in the spotlight, and RBC likes it that way. They make their choices thoughtfully and look for ways to deepen readers’ connection to books, authors and ourselves. LitUp by Reese’s Book Club is an underrepresented, un-agented women’s writer fellowship helping to diversify our bookshelves. To keep up with all news from Reese’s Book Club, sign up for their newsletter.

6 Steps to Help You Read Like a Writer

What have you learned about writing from the novels and stories that you read? Whether you love them or hate them, there’s a lot you can learn just from reading books! Today, the folks at Reese’s Book Club have shared some tips to help you read like a writer:

While there are a hundred different books offering specific writing advice from writers, critics, and educators, there is one universal truth accepted by all: to become a great writer, you have to be a great reader. This doesn’t mean reading acclaimed literature or finishing the Man Booker List each year. Instead, it means reading with a critical eye and learning from every book you pick up.

Every book has something to teach you, whether you liked it or not. Below are six areas where we teach you how to read your TBR like a writer.

1. Study the POV

Point of View, or POV, is a crucial part of every story, changing the way the reader connects with the story. First POV tends to bring the reader in by sitting them in the heads of the main characters while third POV offers a more holistic scope of the story.

Questions to Ask: How do different POVs build tension and drive drama? Which characters and I’m sympathizing with most and why? How does the story use POV to tell us more about the world of the novel?

Required Reading: The Island of Missing Trees by Elif Shafak

Keep reading

[holofirastory]

Hungary usir dua diplomat Ukraine

BUDAPEST, 9 Mei – Hungary mengusir dua diplomat Ukraine dituduh melakukan pengintipan di bawah litup diplomatik, Menteri Luar Hungary Peter Szijjarto mengumumkan pada Jumaat. Szijjarto mengesahkan dua diplomat diusir itu ditempatkan di Kedutaan Ukraine di Budapest. Pengusiran itu susulan tindakan baru-baru ini oleh Perkhidmatan Keselamatan Ukraine (SBU) untuk menahan dua individu didakwa ada…

[maalaikaa]

‎بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ

Bahaya.

Jangan.

Tapi aku,

jika diberi peluang,

dengan izin Allah insha Allah,

kalau dapat offer,

aku memang akan pergi.

Na’uzubillah,

bukan berlagak,

ini semua sebab islam agamaku.

Siapa yg betul-betul memahami agama je yg akan faham.

Sayang,

banyak bertudung litup & berkopiah

tazkirah bukan main mcm dia ilmuan,

tapi dia sendiri langsung tak faham,

apa itu ISLAM.

8.23AM

[iffoundreturntosea]

April 17, Day 107/108

Day 107 2015

#pretty #pink #flowers #wildflowers #beautiful #nature #outdoors #spring #afternoon #picoftheday #project365 #day107

Day 108 2016

Beads and spools

#beads #spools #craft #create #imagine #shadesofspring #pastels #april #picoftheday #project365 #day108

Momma is so very talented but she really needs to give me my octopus spool 🤪

Day 107 2017

Bruce is dew

#getcreative #grass #water #dew #macro #upclose #refraction #nature #outdoors #spring #bruce #shark #gooddaybruce findingnemo #april #picoftheday #project365 #day107

Day 107 2018

Wild Hyacinth (Camassia scilloides)

#wildhyacinth #beautiful #purple #flowers #wildflowers #texas #spring #nature #outdoors #april #bouquet #picoftheday #project365 #day107

Day 107 2019

This is all me ❤️

#baby #seaturtle #babyseaturtle #tiny #cute #hatchling #release #wild #beach #ocean #free #poetry #haiku #nationalhaikupoetryday #april #april17 #2019 #nationalday #nationaldaycalendar #picoftheday #project365 #day107

Day 108 2020

Well loved snippers

#art #artsupplies #scissors #snipsnip #paper #leather #journal #journalit #april #april17 #2020 #picoftheday #project365 #day108

Day 107 2021

David is part merman 🧜🏻‍♂️

#david #betta #bettafish #fish #merman #tail #scales #color #lush #april #april17 #2021 #picoftheday #project365 #day107

Day 107 2022

I didn’t get to see all of my family today but it was nice seeing the one I did. Love you all 💖 Hoppy Easter!

#easter #family #nieces #love #april #april17 #2022 #picoftheday #project365 #day107

Day 107 2023

Parched

#beached #clay #sand #shells #shippinglane #galveston #parched #magnus #magnifytheoutdoors #april #april17 #2023 #picoftheday #project365 #day107

Day 108 2024

Try to guess without looking at the tag (I’ll put it at the end if you wanna try) Hint it’s a repeated theme…

#dailytheme #differentperspective #macro #upclose #litup #seacreature #sanddollar #april #april17 #2024 #picoftheday #project365 #day108

I turned this one upside down and lit it up with a uv flashlight! Just wow!!

[shen-mu]

I just looked at your pfp for the first time. This whole time I thought it was a photo of a streetlamp against a lit window during night or something but NOPE it's cellbit against some litup posters and shit standing in a corridor of some kind :'D I had been thinking it's some dark academia esque aesthetic photo but it was in fact just Cellbit in minecraft.

I like it either way, found it was just a funny discovery for me :'D

AHAHAH YES ITS HIM okay not exactly him. It's his mini-me but still xD

[veronicaleighauthor]

Another Dull-As-Powder Writing Update

Yes, it’s one of those posts, in which I ramble about my WIP’s and their status. May want to skip this one since it could be boring.

In a previous post – or posts – I said I finished my Great Depression novel and have been trying to seek a literary agent to represent me. No luck thus far. Just crickets chirping. Last night, I was messing around on Instagram and learned that LitUp opened for submissions…I submitted my novel to it. ::fingers crossed:: I’m still going to pester agents though. One thing I’ve learned in regards to writing and publishing, you can’t put all your eggs in one basket.

My WWII novel set in Poland is complete and I’m testing the waters for it. The market is flooded with WWII novels and though I love my work, I can see how there might be trouble for placing it. I’m hopeful an indie company might be interested. If it all comes to naught, there is always Amazon KDP. But I prefer my WIPs to be in the hands of an editor.

Last month, I started on the outline for my untitled Lady Sheriff novel. I figure I’m midway through. I’d like to complete the outline soon that way I can start on the WIP properly on January 1st. Creatively speaking, I’m always energized on New Year’s Day. The first day of a new year, the possibilities are endless. I’m really looking forward to beginning it.

I hope you all have a Happy Thanksgiving.

Until next time!