Bonking the pool: Diary of a Woman

The hot bodies ignored the pelting raindrops as the water bombarded them. Not even the claps of thunder could split them as they huddled in the pool. It was painfully obvious they were bonking in the pool.

The high-rise apartment blocks offered a ready audience who looked on, some with amusement at the folly of passion, some with disgust. Go get a room already!

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Queue jumping: Diary of a Woman

Yesterday, at the taxi stand, a woman who looked like a street walker rushed me and stole my cab. Initially, the driver motioned her to get in line into the queue but the sly fox offered him a fat tip or cleaning so the both of them got their way. Queue jumping is uncool.

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Silver Fox: Diary of a Woman

As I was waiting in line at the bank’s queue, a friendly old man behind me started chatting to the bank’s customer relations officer.

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Affair: Diary of a Woman

So many people are having troubles in their marriages. Very often, they think having the third leg is their personal second coming. Having a third party only introduces more mess into a sticky situation. An affair is not the solution.

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Cheating husband on woman hunt: Diary of a Woman

This man with a lecherous look on his face stands facing the women who wait to pick up their young charges. He looks like he’s mentally denuding them as he stares unflinchingly at skinny women, pear shaped women and women of all shapes and sizes. Its eye candy for the shark cruising around for the kill.

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Cougar, Lesbian, Queer, Desperate: Diary of a Woman

The social anarchy due to the lack of decency and common sense is getting to be a problem. The anarchy of social behavior wants to enforce isolation. Staring and looking are not advised.

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He smelled my sex: Diary of a Woman

One day, my infatuation came to stand near me. He aroused me and made my hairs bristle. I remained calm and quiet. After several minutes, he sensed my heightened awareness of his presence and turned towards me. He smiled.

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