For many of you who know me, you might not know this one tiny fact about me – that I’m a little claustrophobic. Not a very convenient phobia to have in such a small country like Singapore.
I’ve spent the past couple of mornings with my face shoved up some random stranger’s armpits, or pressed up against them, and I mean that in the least sexy way possible, on my way to work.
This morning was no different. I spent the entire train ride with some woman’s ass humping my pelvis. Morning sex – with a complete stranger – how nice. Not. If I were to get some “action” in the morning, I would have at least liked it to be with a guy? Or with someone who at least bothered to wash her hair this morning…
