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Re: Spare me. Please. The Story of Brenda.
interesting, hope to read more of ur updates.
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Re: Spare me. Please. The Story of Brenda.
There Ian stood, angry with Brenda.
Ian: Why are you divorcing me? I treated you so well. Brenda: Well? You pushed every single work and homework, coaching, housework, business, payment, salary, income, every single thing to me and you call that treating me well Ian? Ian: But... but... I never been bad to you... Brenda: Never been bad to me? Ian! You shout at me whenever you lose your game or when you feel lousy. You hit me when things don't go well for you. Whenever I'm feeling down and confide you you keep saying I don't know. When things screw up at work, you always leave your phone at the office and disappear the entire day, leaving me to clean up every mess you create. Everytime someone chases you for payment you never once tried to extend, you will only push all of it to me. Bills. I have to pay, housing loan I have to pay. Everything I have to pay. You call that good to me? Ian: but but mum is good to you right? Brenda: FUCK YOU IAN! LOOK AT THE WAY YOUR MUM TREATS ME. SHE TAKES ME FOR A SLAVE. WHEN I WAS CARRYING YOUR CHILD. WHAT DID SHE DO? "BRENDA, IAN WOULD NEVER PAY YOU A SINGLE CENT FOR YOUR CHILD. IF YOU WANT YOUR CHILD THEN YOU FIGURE OUT A WAY YOURSELF. IAN... I HAVE TO HOLD TWO JOBS TO KEEP THE CHILD. WORK AT AN AGENCY FROM 9AM TO 6PM. THEN PRINTER FROM 7PM TO 11PM. I HAVE TO SCRIMP AND SAVE FOR EVERY SINGLE CHECKUP AND MEDICATION! AND YOU GET TO KEEP ALL YOUR PAY. HAVE YOU BEEN FAIR TO ME? THEN YOUR MUM WOULD ALWAYS COME TO THE HOUSE AND ORDER ME AROUND EVEN WHEN I WAS PREGNANT. I HAVE TO DO EVERY HOUSEHOLD CHORES. AND WHAT DID SHE DO? SHE CALLED YOUR DAD AND SAID I WAS BULLYING HER, ASKING HER TO DO HOUSEWORK! WHEN WE GO TO YOUR PLACE FOR DINNER, WHAT WAS LEFT FOR ME? A PLATE OF RICE AND VEGETABLES ONLY. AND I HAD TO EAT ALONE IN THE KITCHEN WHILE YOU ALL GET ALL THE MEAT. SHE CALLS OUR DAUGHTER A SLUT AND OUR BOY A BASTARD. AND WHAT DID YOU DO WHEN YOU SAW ALL THIS? YOU KEPT YOUR BLOODY MOUTH QUIET! CAN'T YOU EVEN STAND UP FOR YOUR OWN WIFE? AND YOU FUCKING DARE TELL ME THAT YOUR MUM AND FAMILY TREATS ME WELL!!! Ian swallowed his saliva. It was only then that he discovered how useless he was. He should have never listened to his mum saying that guys should not do housework, leave it to the wife to do everything. Keep the money to ownself and not the wife; if she has a child let her take care of all the expenses. Do nothing and wait for things to happen. Ian: But for our child... Brenda: The little ones could say this from their own mouth "I don't want daddy. I don't want to go hungry again." Look Ian, if you really cared about us, please leave us alone. Go back to your mum and do what she likes. She never liked me anyway. From the first day I married into your family, she had never treated me well and keeps asking you to divorce me. I'm tired Ian. I'm really tired. These 8 years has been a living hell. Please. Get out of my life. I've found a job and would continue moving forward, to make sure my child doesn't starve. I will try to get a lawyer to settle the divorce papers Ian. And for the last time, I believe I will lead a better life without you. Brenda said as she walked into the lift and closed the door. She could only see Ian standing there motionless with a blank face. She could not figure out why she poured everything out but she felt so much better. She opened her door and the two little ones rushed to her and kissed her. Brenda's child: You are back mummy! Brenda: Didn't I tell you to sleep first darlings? BC: We want you to sleep with us Mummy! They dragged her into the room happily as she smiled. BC: Mummy where are we going for the weekend? She froze for a while. Brenda: Sorry darlings, mummy found a new job and would be working overseas on the weekend. Mummy promise you to buy toys for you ok? They replied hooray and fell asleep soon after. Ian walked alone back to the empty house. Her mum was sitting in the living room of their house. Ian's mum: Where's your stupid wife and the two idiots? Ian: They are gone mum. IM: Gone? What gone? Ian: We are getting divorced mum. IM: That's even better. See I told you she is a bitch already you didn't want to listen. I bet she is screwing about with so many other men now. She is a cheap slut the moment I see her. Her vixen look reveals everything about her. One look already I know. It better that she gets out of your life. This worthless bitch is better off dead. She is.. Ian: Shut up mum! The one who is worthless and trash is yourself and myself! I have only myself to blame for everything! IM: What did she say to you? KNN let me call her and give her a piece of my mind! Ian: Haven't you done enough? I feel ashamed of myself mum. And seeing you act as thought the fault is always others is a shame too. Please do me a favor and shut your mouth. IM: You haven't treated me like this, it must be that bitch. Ian: SHUT UP! HAVEN'T YOU SCREWED MY LIFE BAD ENOUGH! GET OUT! Ian raised his voice and his mum ran out quickly like a frightened mouse. He laid on the sofa and didn't know what to do next. Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351 |
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Re: Spare me. Please. The Story of Brenda.
woahhh..
you're damn good leh kopi korrr!!! more pleaseeee.. i felt angry to ian too.. zzzz should nv marry this kind of guy.. zzzz |
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Story line rocks.
Bro. |
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Ya,. This is a good story. I read from Page 1 and all the way to page8.
TS bro: SALUTE! |
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Good story! Nice ending.
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Bro Kopi,
I felt like reading a true story. The description on Brenda's suffering and predicament was best. Pls keep it going |
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Coffeecans, I enjoy reading your stories. Your dialogue-based writing style is pretty engaging, I must admit.
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Good Good A+
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nice one...keep it going
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Re: Spare me. Please. The Story of Brenda.
Brenda went to bathe after the children were sleeping.
Brenda's mum: You look really good darling. Brenda: Thanks mum. Thought after all these, its better to get a new look. She walked to the bathroom with her pyjamas, together with something she bought earlier. Brenda looked at the mirror and saw herself wearing the dress. She turned and made a few poses. She liked her curves; though her boobs wasn't big, she did look good in this dress. Slowly she unzipped her dress from behind as it slid to the wet tiles. Her red translucent bra and red thong surfaced. Her bra was thin and you could see her dark brown nipples framed against the triangular bra shape she was wearing. If she was cold and have erected nipples, you could see the tip in an instant. She loved what she was wearing, though it was a pity that Max could not see her in this. She took it off carefully, not to let the delicate bra get any damage. The splashes of water gushed down her body where she was happy that things for her got better. Her debts cleared. Now the divorce with Ian is on its way. Her burdens were slowly getting lesser and lesser. With her new life she planned to work so her kids can have a much better life than they used to have. She closed her eyes and let the running water flow down her body as if it was washing away her pain; her memories. She let the water run for a good ten minutes before she turned off the tap. She reached for the sink. Brenda put one of the legs on the pipes. Spread some cream on her privates and started to shave bit by bit. Patches of her black bush started to fall. It felt funny. It seemed as though she felt much cleaner and lighter. She took quite a while to finish. There. Now she looks clean shaven and indeed she felt much better. She walked out of the bathroom to her room where the two little angels were sleeping soundly. Brenda took her phone and messaged Kelvin. Brenda: Thanks Kelvin for all the help. But I may have a small request. After settling all the bills that my company owed I literally have none left. Do you think you can help me on my divorce papers? I will pay you back on installments? She got a response almost instantly. Kelvin: Hey Brenda. No worries. Regarding your divorce papers I can definitely help you. Perhaps you want to come to my office tomorrowto discuss say about evening? Brenda: Thanks Kelvin. Thank you so much. Kelvin: Erm. I'm sorry. Could I have a request please? Brenda: Yes Kelvin? Kelvin: Could I see you in the same dress I saw you wearing the first time? Brenda: Erm. That dress was Steph's. But I think I have it. I think its in the laundry. Hold on. Brenda went to the kitchen and true enough. Steph's dress was still there. She ran to her room. Brenda: Ok. I have it. I would wear it tomorrow. Kelvin: Thanks Brenda. Brenda: I should be the one thanking you Kelvin. When I get my first pay, I will treat you to a simple dinner. Kelvin: It's a deal Brenda. Brenda: It will be a very unglam one unlike your restaurants. I can only afford things like eating in an exposed coffeeshop. Kelvin: Well. As long the company is good I won't mind. Brenda: You got quite a glib tongue Kelvin. No wonder you are a lawyer. Kelvin: Not really Brenda. I'm still single now. Never been much in relationships though. Brenda: You are kidding me right? Such a hunk like you and not attached? I think your standards are too high. Kelvin: Perhaps. But I believe I've set my eyes on one. Brenda: Really? And who is that? Kelvin: I'm not too sure if it's what you call love. Perhaps you can enlighten me tomorrow when you meet me. Brenda: Me? Enlighten you? OMG. Just look at my screwed up life. You think I can give you good advice? Kelvin: I think you would Brenda. Alright. I see you tomorrow at my office. Got to get back to work. Brenda: Ok Kelvin. See you tomorrow and good night. Kelvin: Good night Brenda. The messaging stopped and Brenda texted Max. Brenda: Thanks for the nice dinner Max. Max: Anything for you Bren. Brenda: *Blushes* Max, can I start work next week? Need to settle the papers with Ian. Max: No problem Brenda. But I presume the weekend trip (two days) from now is still happening? Brenda: Definitely boss. Max: Great. Can't wait to see you Bren. Brenda: Me too Max. Max: I will ask Steph to take you out on Friday to buy any things you need. Brenda: Wow. No need. I already owed you alot of things. Max: It's fine. Steph will take you to buy the things you will need for the retreat. And couple of things I need her to buy. So if you have time why not join her. And I will forward you her number. A namecard was sent to her mobile where she saved it in her mobile. Max: Call her if you need. Brenda: Thank you so much Max. Erm I meant boss. Max: Boss or Max. We shall see on Saturday. When they stopped messaging, Brenda could feel herself getting wet just by imagining the weekend retreat. It was something that she was lusting forward to. I meant looking forward to... Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351 |
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Feels like the two friends want her at the same time..
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Camping for more
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Brenda put on Steph's dress and wore a strapless black bra, together with matching panties. For her she would not feel comfortable naked or exposing any tits to Kelvin.
There she stood outside Kelvin's office and pressed on the doorbell. Kelvin rushed to the door as she could hear running footsteps. Kelvin: Oh wow. You look really great Brenda. Brenda: For an old haggard like me? You must be joking. Kelvin: I'm not joking Brenda. Here take a seat at the sofa. Brenda sat down, waiting to discuss the divorce issues with him. Kelvin came back with two cups of whisky on the rocks. Kelvin: Here you go. Brenda: I don't drink Kelvin. Kelvin: Ok. Then I will have a second serving. Would juice be fine for you? He said as he came back with a glass of orange juice. Brenda: Thanks Kelvin. Kelvin: Alright. Tell me about yourself. There was a long pause. Kelvin: I meant your relationship with your husband and the reason why you want a divorce. And what do you want from the divorce. The custody of the children and other compensations. They talked in detail about her case, not letting any loopholes surface. Kelvin: Well then. Let me draft it out for you. Don't worry. Now let's arrange a day for him for both of you to sign the papers. Brenda: Thanks Kelvin. He toasted with her on the second glass and finished it in one go. Kelvin: Alright. It's done. So shall we talk about something else? Brenda: It's late. Perhaps its time I go Kelvin. My children is waiting for me. She stood up and walked towards the door when suddenly Kelvin hugged her tightly from behind. Brenda didn't expect it. Kelvin: Please don't go Brenda... I...I.. think... I love you. Brenda's eyes widened. *What in the world?* She thought to herself. And before she knew, Kelvin pulled her tube dress down. Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351 |
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Re: Spare me. Please. The Story of Brenda.
alamak kopi korrr..
more updates pleaseeee~~~ |
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