FIRST SERVING | The Cynic Chic
He kissed me hungrily. He started touching my legs, as if he hasn't touched such delicate skin before, then my thighs and my waist. It has been days since I was touched and his, just like the many others, didn't even spark a different type of fire in me. I was always yearning for a fiery and passionate sex before, and this guy I only met fifteen minutes ago has just been crossed out from my options.
"Oohh..." anas niya sa may labi ko. I was close to throwing him out of the car. Sarap na sarap siya, saan, sa balat ko? When his tongue delved deep into my mouth while his hands were feeling my breast, I stopped him. Tama na.
"8 na. Your," I looked at my watch then, "ten minutes is done. May appointment pa ako." Napaungol siya sa inis. Napangisi ako. Pustahan bitin na bitin siya. And that's what I want. Ang mabitin silang mga lalaki.
"Promise to give me a call!" Sigaw niya nang umalis na ako sa kotse niya at lumipat sa kotse ko.
"Psh. Dyan kayo magaling na mga lalaki." Bulong ko sa sarili ko. And I drove to the nearby club.
Since then, nagalit na ako ng todo sa mga lalaki. I became cynical, the hate, which was supposed to make one feel bad, made me feel overwhelmed.
Papunta ako ngayon sa Sizzling 69. It was a club which has outsmarted different and sophisticated clubs in the metro. It's cheap, yes, but it didn't look cheap at all. Sa isang banda ay nandyan ang Phase 6, kung saan ang mga kabataan ay nagsasayaw, with the resident DJ. All the party-goers are in Phase 6, with couches as seats. Sa kabila naman ay ang Phase 9, with only the bar separating the 2 different phases. Isang malaking bilog ang bar, with two hot bartenders na sa mismong club ay umaagaw rin ng atensyon. While Phase 6 has a DJ, Phase 9 has performers. At miski ang mga ito ay umaagaw rin ng atensyon sa lahat ng kalalakihan—the Sizzling Hot Chics.
The staff and employees of this bar slash club slash resto are smoking and sizzling hot. Like us. And yes, I'm the vocalist of the all-girl band named Sizzling Hot Chics. Jessica and Jessie, the twins, sa guitars; at Louie, yung lesbian-kuno ('di kasi kami naniniwala na tomboy siya), sa drums.
When I entered the club, there was a faint smell of tobacco. Bawal kasi sa loob ang sigarilyo kung kaya ang iba ay nagyo-yosi muna bago pumasok. Sanay na ako d'un. Good thing the others really did follow the said rule, knowing na they're in the club to party, and not to just be mandated by the club's rules.
Naglalakad na ako para humanap ng gwapo nang maramdaman kong may pesteng mga kamay ang humawak sa pwet ko. Sa halip na magalit, tumigil pa ako at hinayaan siyang gawin 'yun. Silent moments later, habang inuudyukan pa nila ang gumagawa n'un na ituloy pa ang ginagawa niya, nilingon ko siya, ngumiti at umalis na.
Other people might be offended. Sa'kin? Hindi na siguro. Sanay na akong kung saan-saang parte nila ako hahawakan, kung anu-anong malalaswang salita ang ibabato nila sa akin. 'Yung sakit, sanayan lang 'yan. Kasi kaysa mapahiya at masaktan ka pa, panindigan mo na lang, diba? I smiled a little to the thought.
Nakarating ako sa bar at umupo sa isang stool sa counter.
"1 shot of tequila, please." Sabi ko. Nang makita naman ako ng bartender, napangiti naman siya sa akin. Si Joey. Iniabot naman niya sa akin 'yung tequila ko, nagpasalamat ako at dire-diretsong ininom 'yun. Inilapag ko na ang baso at humiling pa ng isa nito.
Balak ko talagang maglasing ngayon. Kung hindi ba naman kasi parang patapon na ang buhay ko. Well, I've learned not to care since that day. Since the day someone tried to rape me.
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<UNDER REVISIONS>Served On A Sizzling Plate [SPG]
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