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Awwwww~ Our little carol had just lost her favorite cream bra.. Let's what's gonna happppppen soon!
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Nice story, upz
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Carol wasn't in the best of mood. She hated to see her bra getting lesser and lesser. It only meant that she could only have that limited amount of choices.
Cuts to a wide shot of her walking alone. The sun is shining brightly and casted harsh shadows on the ground. Distant honking sounds were heard. Then a man comes in view. He follows Carol quietly. Carol walks as she studies her surroundings, looking at a nightingale singing happily on the tree branch before flying off. She smiled as she continued to walk. A squirrel suddenly runs in front of her and jumps to the tree. She watched in amazement. Somehow she felt that she was being followed but she continued walking. She fastened her pace and she could hear footsteps quicken too. She stopped. The footstep stopped too. She turned around. *Cut to a wide shot of the neighborhood.* No one. Carol's eyebrows arched. It must have been my imagination, she thought. She then turned and walked when someone jumped out. Boo! Carol: Ahhhhh! She screamed as she dropped her bag. In front of her stood a guy that standing at 1.7m tall, slightly plump with short hair. He had a scar on his right eye. He was sweating s her school uniform was wet. It seemed as though he had just finished a strenuous exercise. Carol: Oh god! You scared me Ken! Don't ever do that again! Oh god! Sharks! Ken giggled clumsily. Carol: It's not funny Ken. I'm warning you not to do it again. Sharks! What the hell is happening? It's just not my day today! First my bra was stolen by some sicko now you give me a fright and smile! Sharks! "Sicko". Now that feels good hearing it coming from Carol's mouth. Ken grinned to himself. Then he acted. Ken: Sorry Carol. I didn't mean to frighten you. Shall we walk to school together then? Carol nodded but kept a distance from Ken. Ken: Tell me. What happened? What was it about stolen bras? Carol: I'm not sure too. But when I went out of my house to retrieve my bras, it was gone! It's not the first time it happened already! Daddy says he's going to get a surveillance camera outside. I can't believe that the sicko targets my lingerie! *Cut to a closeup of Ken's expression* Ken looked disturbed as his head gave a little shake as if he was getting nervous. Carol: Ken? Are you alright? No response. Carol: Ken! Ken then replied: Oh yes Carol? Carol: You are acting weird Ken. Ken: I was thinking why would someone want your lingerie that badly. Carol: Oh course! I'm quite the looker right? Ken: Hooker you mean? Carol: Hey shut up. I said looker, not hooker! You are so crude Ken. Nothing good ever comes out from your mouth! Carol said as she walked off angrily. *Cut to a close up of Ken's eyes as he stared furiously at Carol. Camera tilts top to bottom, then bottom to top, seeing Carol's body in full view.* Ken spits at the floor. And then walked behind Carol. Camera outside the door? Now I have to think of other ways then. Or other targets. He ponders hard and then grinned to himself. It may be his good time to get in her good books. And he just thought of the plan. He yawned in the classroom and was eager to go back. He was back early and Kan was still having his school activities. He locked the door, took out the box and took a deep sniff. There was a stain on Carol's cream bra pads. He then poured the remaining bras on the floor. His hands slowly squeezed them hard and brought it close to his nose. *Camera pans to reveal the entire collection he stole. From pink to black, from cutesy to lacy, he was enjoying touching each of them. There must be at least ten of them.* He picks up one and then starts to masturbate with it, again depositing his load onto her bra pad. Then he took all of her bras and placed them nicely into the paperbag. He then walked out of the room, to the opposite block. There was this red fire hydrant on the void deck. He looked around. No one. He took the paper bag and then slipped it into the red box. He made sure that no one saw him. He saw the cleaner come and waved to him. The cleaner waved back and didn't pay attention to the hydrant. He timed everything. Every single time this cleaner would pass by the hydrant at 4pm and then the next one would be 6pm where he would be sweeping around the area. And that would be the time that the cleaner will open the hydrant. He then remembered that Carol would be back around this time. Now what will happen if Carol sees the cleaner taking out the paperbag and then catches him with all the stolen bras? The very thought thrilled him. The trap is set. The scapegoat is set. Now it was only time for the witness to be there for everything to happen. He sat at the void deck opposite, playing with the games in his mobile. Until he saw Carol walking towards her block, towards the red hydrant. *Closeup shot of Ken's watch. 17:58pm* The cleaner opened the hydrant door and was surprised to see a paper bag there. He took it out and then looked at the contents in it. *Top view of the bag, revealing numerous bras nicely stacked together.* The cleaner picked up the cream bra which stood out the most. He studied it for a while. Carol: HEY! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING! NOW I KNOW WHO IS THE ONE WHO STOLE MY BRAS! Carol took the paper bag and poured the contents out. Out came all her bras and one of them had traces of cum on it. Carol: You sick bastard! The cleaner froze and kept shaking his head. Soon a crowd gathered around and Carol was raising her voice at him. The aunties were pointing fingers at him and he ran off, where he didn't know what happened. Carol looked at the bras lying on the floor. Should she take it back, but the very visual of thinking the bangla masturbating with her bra made her disgusted. She kicked it aside to the dustbin and then took the lift. Now she had found the culprit. She told the story to her parents and they brought this matter to the town council. The cleaner was sacked immediately as he was sent back to his country. Now Ken was grinning. Brilliant work Ken. Brilliant. The more he thought about what he did, the more adventurous he became. Well there is always a scapegoat. He hid behind his bed and then peeped at Carol again using his binoculars. Now what would be next? He thought excitedly as he stopped peeping, brought his laptop and surfed the net for porn. Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351 |
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Hmm haha interesting thread. Hehe but how many people hang their clothes outside overnight? Time for me to go hunting eh
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lol. check out the old estates. The area I used to live in has. :P
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You mean those areas where they actually put out their laundry on a makeshift rack or something I guess? It sure sounds like my area
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its really make me note to not to hang bra outside if i ever move to sg.. lol or maybe should i sell my old one to a new one or maybe cash in here? |
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All thanks to the loanshark runner threat, our hunting ground is gone already. That is for my estate though.
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anyone looking for me?
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News spread like wildfire throughout the entire neighborhood. Every single aunties were talking about the thief.
Auntie 1: Aiyoh. Bra also want to steal. I think I better hide mine. Auntie 2: Ya. You are right. I better hang it inside my house. The both of them nodded at each other as they turned. Camera reveals two obese aunties desperately keeping their lingerie and turning their heads in case they catch sight of any potential thief. In just a matter of days, there were no longer any clothes and hangers outside. Everyone seemed to keep everything inside. Ken was getting frustrated. No doubt that he got a scapegoat. But now there were no more lingerie to steal. His box is now empty. It has been a few days. Four exactly since he last shot on a girl's lingerie. He was scratching his head desperately. He needed something to vent off his lustful nature. *Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!* How am I going to get a bra? He was almost on his wit's end and he needed to release it desperately. *Camera cuts to him in anxiety. Scratching and shaking his head. Then suddenly he stared at the camera. And panted. Camera zooms in to him. Lens starts to blur with his breath fogging it.* Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351 |
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Good one bro TS! Here to support too! Thanks n cheers, ..........
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Ken walked out of his house for some fresh air. He wasn't thinking straight already. His desire was now controlling him. His eyes were glancing all over for any racks available outside.
*Camera pans to a wide shot of the entire block; split screen showing different shots of corridors.* And all was the same. All the racks were inside. He went to other blocks, took the lift to the highest floor and then inspected every single floor but the results were the same. Until he came to the 3rd floor. At the very far end of the corner, he saw heaven. Slowly he crept. Making sure that he doesn't attract any attention. Just as he was about to reach the laundry, one of the neighbor opened his door, he suddenly turned his back and pretended to walk away. His dream shattered as he went back. But at the very least he found a place to steal. He made his way back when someone caught his eyes. And he swore she was the most beautiful lady that he dreamt of. And she walked towards Carol's block. Now that was double happiness. 1. He found a new place to steal. 2. He saw the girl he liked. Now he was happy. He was thinking of taking action tonight at the designated area of his bra collection mission. But how can he make sure that his dream girl is really living opposite his block? Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351 Last edited by Coffeecans; 16-05-2013 at 08:30 AM. |
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Ken waited until the wee hours of the night as he crept again in his jacket and dark glasses.
Again he took a breath after exiting from the lift. He hoped so much that he is going to have another good harvest. This time he took a sling bag along. He was thinking of whacking a lot of lingerie in one shot. Now climbed up the stairs and looked down the quiet corridor. It's there. The same unit before the corner of the house. He gleamed. The lights of the house was closed. He looked at his watch. 12:30am. He made his way happily and helped himself to the bamboo stick that was full of bras. They wasn't that attractive, mostly were the cheap and lacy bras you see in the market, but its better than nothing. He stuffed as much as he could into his bag. But he still lusted for more. He tried to take more on the other pole. Kan woke up to pee and he was surprised to find his twin brother missing but he paid no attention to it. He was thinking that he might have gone out for coffee given that Ken always works late in the night. Ken did not became satisfied. He lusted for more. Now he wants the panties too. So he took his time taking away the clothes, throwing them on the floor while he took the panties and stuffed it in his bag. From a deflated bag, it was all plump now. He was too engrossed in his collecting his harvests. Camera cuts to a close up of a black shiny leather shoe walking. He had just finished his shift and stretched. He walked to the second floor and turned left. Shadow reveals a cop with his headgear on. Ken didn't notice he was still trying hard to take the lingerie but it was too late. A shout caused him to almost jump out of his skin. "What are you doing?" He froze. He was caught red handed. And worse still. The policeman lived in the flat where he was trying to steal. Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351 |
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