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Halcyon Days
Unlike Bro Lucas the Legend, the protagonist of my work of “fiction and falsehoods” is plain-looking and not very rich. Still, I hope you will enjoy this story inspired by true events (names and details have been changed to protect the privacy of everyone involved).
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It was February 20XX and Wilson was then 16 and entering his first year of JC. As he’d just spent the past 4 years in a single sex school, Wilson couldn’t wait to finally score some barely legal pussy. Things were great so far. Orientation wet games was yesterday and he fully enjoyed ogling the wet t-shirts, pokies, and even coping a good feel of his partner while they slid down the slippery slope. But little did he know, that was just the appetiser...
“Hey Wil, you’re early!”
Wilson looked up to find Hui Qi, a new classmate he’d met just a day prior, flashing a megawatt smile at him. Having spent 4 years on the track and field team of “Bukit Timah” Girls High, Hui Qi was a delectable shade of caramel. Her shoulder length hair was pulled up into a loose ponytail, reflecting her easygoing personality.
Like her teammates, Hui Qi’s time in the club had left her with a lithesome figure the preserve of athletes. And she wasn’t shy about flaunting it during PE. She liked to wear high cut FBTs that beautifully accentuated her tight little bubble butt and toned thighs. The PE teacher might have said something, except he was enjoying the view together with the boys.
“You’re just late”, Wilson quipped.
“Hey!” Hui Qi pouted, before breaking into laughter.
A mundane conversation. Still, Wilson secretly rejoiced at the exchange, and Hui Qi’s attention. Has his “peach blossom fortune” finally arrived? But before he could take it any further, a voice interrupted -
“Alright, SXX, gather round and listen well! My throat’s dying after yesterday so I don’t want to repeat myself.” It was Jason, the OGL and CT rep of the senior class. Years of canoeing gave Jason very well defined shoulders and his muscles rippled under his OGL T-shirt that was one size too small.
Sighing, Wilson joined the rest to listen to Jason’s brief for the day. The plan for the day was simple - most of the day will be spent preparing for a mass dance that will mark the end of orientation. Apparently, the seniors of Aphrodite faculty which Wilson’s class was part of really wanted to win this thing so they’ve lined up a whole day of intense dance training.
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