For clarification , 

Penner Lum - Male 23 - blonde hair /brown highlights - 1.82m - fit

Kaley Milton -  Female 21 - black hair - 1.70m

4 years before breakup ..... 2017 ish

Penner

Head on my chest , she lies there unaware of my piercing stare. We lie in the sunshine and I am too busy reading a book. I know. Boring. But you know escapism and I hate to just be doing nothing . Feels like I'm wasting my time and I definitely didn't want to be lost in a sea of confusing thoughts.  'Urrgggghhh!' I exclaim in disgust. A crawling bug seems to land on my pastel teal shirt and I wipe it off hurriedly without noticing poor Kaley. It lands on her forehead , and she gets up like a machine as if she was awake all along. 'I'm sorry . I.. I ,  I'm so sorry.' I manage to somehow finish my sentence. 'You.. I'll get you right back someday.' She bursted in rage. 

You know the times we see in dramas the female lead being so supportive and bearing - well Kaley is quite the opposite. She's like a hyena, grabbing her every  chance to accuse me of something - anything little or big. I feel like I'm on the ends at times. But at the same time I like her. So I can't help but relax and open up even if she's being a prick sometimes. I think vulnerability shapes with time and think everyone should be in a relationship - my point being you won't be alone - and you can have someone doing the chores - if you live together that is. Right now,  it's not like that. My mum insists that we get married and then live together but I don't see us as of now maybe in 6 years time which is ages away. How people get eloped or get married without immense of crowds ... well I want that. I'm sure I want to everyone to partake in our one in a lifetime event but you know I'm minimalistic and need privacy. And who cares about getting married in this ever evolving world? 

I have the tendency to overthink whereas Kaley acts on impulse - her sign of strength in a way that marks her confidence. 'We need to paint.' Kaley takes a deep breath. And sighs.  'It's not like we own it,' I start to explain. 'It's our friend's.' I say. 'He wouldn't mind though. He treats us like we're his siblings.' She doesn't give up. 'Whatever.' I stroke my hair again and again waves of stress appearing on my face. 'And it's my house by the way.' I'm firm with my words. 'I'm in my parents house though.' She frowns . Kaley's only 21 right now. I'm 23 . Too young to have my own house in the current situation I know. But my dad's an architect - a real famous one - so they don't care what I do with the house. They often implore saying I'm not creative enough but I already have a side business of selling painted ceramics so you can't lecture me on that. 

I think I really adore her . 

Few months later...

Kaley

They say you start to fall out of love when your life becomes familiar. Too familiar. Regular and boring . No excitement . Nothing to look forward to. Well , look no more and you'll see Penner happens to be exactly that. He loves books , and spending time alone. No trips , no rollercoasters , just sun , sand and snow . Weather . He's obsessed. We've been to Croatia a couple times , and he's like the type who loves museums and art. While I want to stuff myself with food and order clothes online. I know it should be the opposite. I've got the stereotypical version of women - always eating salads or low carb vegan meat to avoid stinking up the place and to look - well posh. I'll give you the truth. Lot of people are just ordinary like m and they really don't mind at all. 

 I remember the time when we went to a 3 star hotel in Croatia and it looked spectacular. Like a glitter golden ball. It was huge , Bosnian - Ottoman style looking and really gave this Middle Eastern clashed with Eastern Flowery subtle feel. It was all over the place but the smudges of gold was enough to make it feel really luxurious. I know most hotels have gold in them but this was stretched over a magnificent wide canopy of swirls and it and the world map striked by gold on the ceiling. It truly felt magical . 

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Penner was talking to one of the customer service people - he was asking if one of his friends could stay over. He was someone who played basketball at college. See , Penner already graduated last year - I still had a year to go. We seemed to be aimlessly wandering being love when we're so inexperienced and out of our comfort zone. Strangely enough - we never had a big argument - only argued twice a month. Pretty good I would say. Even better than most long term ones. 

Though I wishhe slept less. I get up late but for a year and a half I was hoping he would wake up at 6. It's weird -  if I come and sleepover , we don't sleep in the same bed. Weird in modern times. He wants to be careful. Not like we haven't had sex before.  Funnily enough I only had the guts in me to have sex after a couple pints of beer.

 Heavily drunk and wasted I make a move on him and he slips me under the hotel bed covers . He nuzzles my shoulder and makes his way down. I moan and I'm pretty sure the catering staff heard it. He brushes up against me really rigidly and his tongue slids in my throat. It's heaven and I want more of it. We end up f*cking each other , his body sliding up and down as I'm ***** . Both of us are hot and he opens the window to let some air in. We end up rubbing against each other in the balcony. It was dark and no one saw. I hope. He moans so loudly and I echo his moans . I'm caught up in him. He never ceases to amaze me. This continues on for like 3 hours. He keeps humping me even though I struggle against him. 

Think Fifty shades but even sexier and erotic.

Few months later...

Kaley

They say you start to fall out of love when your life becomes familiar. Too familiar. Regular and boring . No excitement . Nothing to look forward to. Well , look no more and you'll see Penner happens to be exactly that. He loves books , and spending time alone. No trips , no rollercoasters , just sun , sand and snow . Weather . He's obsessed. We've been to Croatia a couple times , and he's like the type who loves museums and art. While I want to stuff myself with food and order clothes online. I know it should be the opposite. I've got the stereotypical version of women - always eating salads or low carb vegan meat to avoid stinking up the place and to look - well posh. I'll give you the truth. Lot of people are just ordinary like m and they really don't mind at all. 

 I remember the time when we went to a 3 star hotel in Croatia and it looked spectacular. Like a glitter golden ball. It was huge , Bosnian - Ottoman style looking and really gave this Middle Eastern clashed with Eastern Flowery subtle feel. It was all over the place but the smudges of gold was enough to make it feel really luxurious. I know most hotels have gold in them but this was stretched over a magnificent wide canopy of swirls and it and the world map striked by gold on the ceiling. It truly felt magical . 





Penner was talking to one of the customer service people - he was asking if one of his friends could stay over. He was someone who played basketball at college. See , Penner already graduated last year - I still had a year to go. We seemed to be aimlessly wandering being love when we're so inexperienced and out of our comfort zone. Strangely enough - we never had a big argument - only argued twice a month. Pretty good I would say. Even better than most long term ones. 

Though I wishhe slept less. I get up late but for a year and a half I was hoping he would wake up at 6. It's weird -  if I come and sleepover , we don't sleep in the same bed. Weird in modern times. He wants to be careful. Not like we haven't had sex before.  Funnily enough I only had the guts in me to have sex after a couple pints of beer.

 Heavily drunk and wasted I make a move on him and he slips me under the hotel bed covers . He nuzzles my shoulder and makes his way down. I moan and I'm pretty sure the catering staff heard it. He brushes up against me really rigidly and his tongue slids in my throat. It's heaven and I want more of it. We end up f*cking each other , his body sliding up and down as I'm ***** . Both of us are hot and he opens the window to let some air in. We end up rubbing against each other in the balcony. It was dark and no one saw. I hope. He moans so loudly and I echo his moans . I'm caught up in him. He never ceases to amaze me. This continues on for like 3 hours. He keeps humping me even though I struggle against him. 

Think Fifty shades but even sexier and erotic.