There are some tips you can follow while your these dirty days of separation from your ex.

4. Going on holiday to a city or a region that she has desired to visit so far. In a strange environment with new things and new people, there will be no memories that can remind her about the ex and she can quickly forget him.
When you are lovelorn, you can also go out with other guys to realize that besides your ex there are many other wonderful boys around you and he is not the only one you can fall in love with. However, do not get a new love in a hurry with the purpose to fill the gap, it may be a wrong decision and bring you more troubles.

There is a big difference between Love and infatuation. Some people can't tell the difference, thinking they are in love but really it is a deep infatuation. Infatuation is instant desire - one set of glands calling to another.

Love is friendship that has caught fire. It takes root and grows, one day at a time.
Infatuation is marked by a feeling of insecurity. You are excited and eager, but not genuinely happy.
There are nagging doubts, unanswered questions, little bits and pieces about your beloved that you would just as soon not examine too closely. It might spoil the dream.
Love is the quiet understanding and mature acceptance of imperfection. It is real. It gives you strength and grows beyond you - to bolster your beloved. You are warmed by their presence, even when they are away.
Miles do not separate you. You have so many wonderful little films in your head that you keep replaying.
But near or far, you know they are yours, and you can wait.
Infatuation says, "We must get married right away. I can't risk losing them."
Love says, "Be patient. Don't panic. Plan your future with confidence."
Infatuation has an element of sexual excitement. Whenever you are together, you hope it will end in intimacy.
Love is not based on sex. It is the maturation of friendship, which makes sex so much sweeter. You must be friends before you can be lovers.
Infatuation lacks confidence. When they're away, you wonder if they're cheating. Sometimes, you check.
Love means trust. You are calm, secure and unthreatened. They feel your trust, and it makes them even more trustworthy.
Infatuation might lead you to do things you will regret, but love never steers you in the wrong direction.
Love is an upper. It makes you feel whole. It completes the circle. It fills the empty space in your heart.
Love is elevating. It lifts you up. It makes you look up. It makes you think up.
It makes you a better person than you were before. If you have love in your life, it can make up for a great many things you don't have. If there is no love in your life, whatever else there is has a lot less meaning. The secret of our being is not only to live but to have something to live for.

INFATUATION
Infatuation is a feeling; real love involves a commitment also. Infatuation is just love of emotion. Real love, though, is love of devotion. Only the emotions are affected in infatuation, but in real love both the emotions and the will are involved. Next, a person "fall into" infatuation, but "grows into" real love.
Guys, have you ever seen a girl who was so beautiful that you thought you'd faint?
This is infatuation! It is based totally on physical attraction. often you don't know much in-depth about the person you so-called love. Thus, infatuation is mostly biological. Also remember, never tell a girl you love her, unless you are willing to marry her.
Then, infatuation is basically selfish where real love is basically selfless.Infatuation is more interested in satisfying yourself and the feeling than it is in the other person.
Real love is primarily interested in the other person. It seeks to give instead of get.. Love unselfishly seeks the highest good for the other person.
Lastly, infatuation is weakened by time and separation where real love is strengthened by time and separation.
This does not mean that there will be no pain in separation. On the contrary, there is great pain in separation if
you are truly in love.

LOVE
Now you know what is infatuation, we will go on to discuss about the details of a true love. Love is patient. The word translated "patient" means to wait patiently for the fulfilment of expectations.
When you have difficulty dating this girl and she does not want to come out, if you truly love her, you will not complain and blame her, you must look at the situation from her point of view - maybe she is having some problems which prevented her from coming out. You must react to it with patience and understanding.
Next, have you ever met someone you liked so much that you wanted to push the relationship and make it progress faster? Sure you have! Love, however, is willing to give a relationship time to grow at a natural pace.
It does not push but is willing to wait for the relationship to grow at a rate that is satisfactory to both parties.
Love is Kind Love seeks to encourage and build up others. It respects the feelings and emotions of others..
It finds its greatest satisfaction in making others happy.
You can do the following:
Give one another things such as gifts and encouragement cards.
Compliment one another. Magnify the other party's strength.
Listen to one another. Pay close attention to what each of you has to say and make each other feel that what each says is important.
Treat one another special in public. Compliment and encourage one another sincerely in the presence of others.
Love is Not Jealous. Jealousy usually indicates an insecure and immature heart. Love wants the best for others, but jealousy is possessive. Jealous is reflected in the childish statement, "If he is going to talk to her, then he can just forget
about me!" Often, one person wants to totally possess the other and to restrict her relationships with others.
Love is not about bragging. Love is not a windbag and is not anxious to impress. Often a guy will brag to a girl, trying to impress her so that she will like him. A truly great person, however, does not need to exalt himself! Others will exalt him.
Love is Not Arrogant. Love is not conceited, boastful,cocky, or stuck-up. Love, instead, is humble and has a servant attitude. Sometimes, a guy may come across to a girl with an "I can take you or leave you" attitude. His demeanour implies, "You ought to be thankful that somebody as neat as me is dating you." Of course, this is not love.
Love always covers. This word cover means to pass over in silence, to keep confidential.
Love is patient with the faults of others. It doesn't criticise and broadcast to the world the faults of others.
Love is there even when it knows the other is not perfect.
Love always Perseveres. Love always stands its ground and hold out. It will outlast anything. It will even love in the face of unrequited love. Real love will last though all sorts of trials, tribulations and stresses.
Love is Not Provoked. This means that love has a long fuse. It does not become irritated and angry. It is not easily offended.
Love does not seek its own. This is the heart of love. Love is other-centred rather than self- centred. Love says, "I love you, I want to give to you." Selfishness says, "I love you, I want you!"
Love does not act unbecomingly. This means that love does not behave disgracefully, dishonourably or indecently. It does not embarrass others by its action. It is characterised by tact and sensitivity. This also means that love should have good manner. Be sure to do little things like opening doors for your girl, or offering her your arm when you walk together.
Lastly, Love is forgiving. This is a MUST for a successful love story. If a guy is not willing to forgive and forget when his girlfriend is one hour late, he is not exhibiting love. Love doesn't hold grudges when it has been
wronged. It doesn't remain resentful.
** Remember this: Love forgets past failures and sins. **

Girl: Tell me. Who do you love most in this world?

Boy: You, of course!

Girl: In your heart, what am I to you?

Boy: The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said, "You are my rib. It was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep, God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life, you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart."

After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a while.

However, the youthful couple began to drift apart due to the busy schedule of life and the never-ending worries of daily problems, their life became mundane.

All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other. The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated.

One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house. At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, "You don't love me!"

The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted, "Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!"

Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while. He regretted what he said but words spoken are like thrown away water, you can never take it back. With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up.

Before she left the house, "If I'm really not your missing rib, please let me go." She continued, "It is less painful this way. Let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners."

Five years went by...

He never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly. She had left the country and back. She had married a foreigner and divorced. He felt anguished that she never waited for him.

In the dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart. He couldn't bring himself to admit that he was missing her.

One day, they finally met. At the airport, a place where there were many reunions and good byes. He was going away on a business trip. She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them. She smiled at him gently.

Boy: How are you?

Girl: I'm fine. How about you? Have you found your missing rib?

Boy: No.

Girl: I'll be flying to New York in the next flight.

Boy: I'll be back in 2 weeks time. Give me a call when you are back. You know my number. Nothing has changed.

With a smile, she turned around and waved good bye.

Good bye...

One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in New York, in the event that shocked the world.

Midnight, once again, he lit his cigarette. And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart. He finally knew. She was the missing rib that he had carelessly broken.

Sometimes, people say things out of moments of fury. Most often than not, the outcome could be disastrous and detrimental. We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones. And even though we know that we ought to "think twice and act wisely", it's often easier said than done.

Things happen each day, many of which are beyond our control. Let us treasure every moment and everyone in our lives.

Tomorrow may never come. Give and accept what you have today

The doctor came over and felt for her pulse. Then he stood up and said she was still alive. Later at the hospital, as he was sitting beside her, he asked"Why didn't you just give him the ring?" and then she softly spoke"Because when you gave it to me, you said it was part of your love for me and I knew if I gave him the ring, I would lose that love." The next day, she was pronounced dead.

When he regained his confidence, he worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make something out of himself. Finally with all these hardwork and with the help of friends, this guy had set up his own company...

"You never fail until you stop trying." he always told himself. "I must make it in life!"
One rainy day, while this guy was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella in the rain walking to some destination. Even with the umbrella, they were still drenched. It didn't take him long to realise those were his ex-girlfriend's parents. With a heart in getting back at them, he drove slowly beside the couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan. He wanted them to know that he wasn't the same anymore, he had his own company, car, condo, etc. He had made it in life!

Before the guy can realise, the couple was walking towards a cemetary,and he got out of his car and followed them...and he saw his ex-girlfriend, a photograph of her smiling sweetly as ever at him from her tombstone... and he saw his precious papercranes in a bottle placed beside her tomb. Her parents saw him. He walked over and asked them why this had happened. They explained, she did not leave for France at all. She was stricken ill with cancer. In her heart, she had believed that he will make it someday, but she did not want her illness to be his obstacle ... therefore she had chosen to leave him.

She had wanted her parents to put his papercranes beside her, because, if the day comes when fate brings him to her again he can take some of those back with him. The guy just wept ...the worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them but knowing you can't have them and will never see them again.
The End."

A tragic story that perhaps happens only in the movies. At the end of the day, money is money is money but love is divine. In our quest for our material wealth, take time to make time for our loved ones. There will be a time when we have only memories to cling to.
Take this weekend to show our "love" to all that are close to us.

Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?"

As the guy is not good with his words, this often cause the girl to be very upset. With that & the family's pressure, the girl often vent her anger on him. As for him, he only endure it in silence.

After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?"

The girl agreed, & with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he leave, they got engaged.

The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it's hard, but both never thought of giving up.

One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realised that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voice......

The doctors says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.

During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,.....it's still just silence cry that companied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart everytime it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.

With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions & millions of reply, and countless of phonecalls,.. all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying....

The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy.

With a new environment, the girl learn sign language & started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.

 A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead.

When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language telling her "I've spent a year's time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You. With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.

You just know that after two teases, the third bathroom-mirror scene is going to jolt you. When it does, you sneer because it's just another tease. You know that the nightmare of a ghoulish forced abortion that opens the movie is a premonition of bad experiences with evil kids, but you're thinking The Omen or The Bad Seed – something in the devil cult or genetic malfunction line. Something familiar, some recycled shock-flick cliché.

You know there's something creepy about the 9-year-old orphan, Esther (Isabelle Fuhrman), an Eastern European with a mysterious background who seems too wise, too canny, too damn polite, but manages to win the hearts of a troubled American couple – Kate (Vera Farmiga), a recovering alcoholic grieving over a recent miscarriage, and John (Peter Sarsgaard), a wealthy architect with a dubious record in the fidelity department – when they decide adoption might heal their psychic wounds. (Orphan has already generated flak among adoption groups for its chilling effect on the business of adoption.)

For starters, it's noted by Kate and John's natural offspring – insolent 10-year-old Daniel, played by Jimmy Bennett, and cute, deaf, 5-year-old Maxine (Aryana Engineer) – Esther wears thick velvet ribbons around her neck day and night and outdated clothes that are de trop in a vaguely threatening Victorian gothic way. And she carries a bible to school.

She's not weird, her new and supposedly enlightened parents insist, just different, and different is good. But when Daniel and Max watch their new sister, without so much as a wince, smash a wounded pigeon to bloody smithereens with a brick, they both know different can also be bad.

Bad in ways shock-flick fans won't expect. Esther exhibits exceptional artistic skills, plays a killer Tchaikovsky riff on the family piano, and knows the F-word, its meaning and contexts.

She's somehow present whenever John and Kate get the urge for long-overdue hanky panky – once in the kitchen, once in their own bed when she claims to have been frightened by thunder. And she has a strong revenge instinct, self-defence techniques that border on murderous and get her in trouble at school.

Her malevolent behaviour and duplicity seem random at first, but when Kate begins to believe the child is working on a strategy to destroy the little harmony her family enjoys, she starts doubting the wisdom of her adoption choice and digs for more information about Esther – first at the Catholic orphanage from where she came, and, after the strange disappearance of its senior administrator (a nun played by CCH Pounder), on the Internet, where her worst fears are confirmed.

Too late, it turns out. Esther has already worked her way into the family bosom – by overtly threatening the other children and playing coy and child-like sexual games with John, who blames his wife's sudden animosity on an apparent relapse.

Because much of the action is seen through the eyes of frightened children, the audience too is a helpless witness to Esther's unique brand of evil, and as she ramps it up in the movie's final third, it's clear a violent and bloody climax is in the works.

Here the clichés come thick and fast – the light-and-dark shadow play, sudden movements in the background, nerve-shattering sound effects and over-amplified musical punctuation, shattering glass, evil deed piled on evil deed, and an over-the-top seduction scene that elicits howls of laughter.

And just as we're lulled into the presumption of a standard conclusion, we're treated to a mighty tricky twist, a sinister revelation that comes out of nowhere – well, out of an asylum in Estonia, actually – and confounds the senses and all our expectations.

Shot in and around Toronto and Montreal, Orphan's shock value benefits from the wintry, isolated locations and from the use Collet-Serra makes of its main set, a beautiful, sprawling modern house, all wood and glass, with high staircases and long corridors and high-end furnishings and fittings.

In this formidable luxury the raven-haired Esther – thanks to Fuhrman's steely, too-bright smile and black, darting eyes – works as a potent metaphorical canker, a reminder of Americans' worst fear: creepy foreigners.

Umalingawngaw ang ikalimang putok.

Malaki-laki din ang bahay ng tita ko. Meron silang master’s bedroom para sa mag-asawang tita at tito ko at ang servant’s quarters sa may dulo ng bahay sa ibaba. Sa itaas naman ay, isang kwarto para sa pinsan kong si Kuya Arthur (may iba pa akong kwento tungkol dito. hehehe) at sa kakapanganak pa lamang niyang asawang si Ate Alice,at sa anak nilang si Samantha. Isang kwarto para sa pinsan kong si Ate Karen at ang asawa nitong si Kuya Jeffrey, at ang dalawa nilang maliliit na anak. Isang kwarto para sa anak nina Ate Karen na sina Jason at James na 7 at 8 years old noon. Isang kwarto para sa isang pinsan kong si Kuya Greg na wala pang asawa. At isang bakanteng kwarto na inaalok nila na tirhan namin pansamantala, na katabi ng kwarto ni Kuya Greg. Malaki din ang kwarto. Mas malaki ng konti sa master’s bedroom ng mga magulang ko, at medyo kumportable naman doon dahil may sarili namang banyo. Sa umpisa’y ayaw ng mama ko ng doon kami tumira. Syempre daw hindi ka makakagalaw ng maayos kasi makikisama ka. Sa isip ko, sayang naman at baka masilipan ko pa ang aking mga gwapong pinsan. hehehehe. Pero naisip ni mama na makakamura nga naman kami kesa magrenta ng P20,000 a month, at pandagdag na rin iyon sa ipagpapagawa na bahay. In short, napapayag din si mama na dun muna kami pansamantalang manirahan.

Kaming apat ng pamilya ko ang lumipat kami sa bahay ng tita ko, ako, ang kapatid ko ang mama at papa ko. Syempre naninibago pa kami. Lagi nila kaming kasabay kumain, at talagang bisita ang turing sa amin. Nahihiya naman kami dito at mejo kalkulado ang mga galaw kasi nga ibang bahay iyong tinitirhan namin ngayon. Kailangan talagang makisama kami. Mabait naman ang turing ng pamilya nila sa amin at ipinagpapasalamat namin iyon. Naging close din kami sa aming mga pamangkin na anak nina Ate Karen. 1 year old si Karla, 3 years old si Sophia, 7 years old si Jason at 8 years old si James. Palagi silang nasa kwarto namin at nakikipaglaro at nakikipagkwentuhan maliban kay Karla na sobrang bata pa noon at laging bantay ng kanyang yaya.

Nagmistula kaming mga nakatatandang kapatid nitong mga pamangkin naming mga ito. Kapag nagpupunta sa kwarto namin si Sophia, siya ay nagkekwento ng kanyang mga napanood sa TV at ikinekwento ang ginagawa niyang storya kung saan characters ang kaniyang mga laruang manika. Sina Jason at James naman ay nagdadala ng kanilang mga laruang Dragonball-Z at Spiderman action figures. Nagdadala rin sila ng kanilang mga iginuhit sa kanilang mga notebook. Ipinapakita nila sa amin ang mga superheroes na iginuguhit nila at in-e-explain ang powers ng mga ito. Tinatawag nila kami ng maagang maaga pagkatapos namin maligo upang manood ng transformers sa star world bago kami pumasok sa eskuwela. Tinatawag na lang kami ng papa ko kapag aalis na kami papunta sa school.

Tuwing umaga, inihahatid kami ni papa sa school. Nagdadala siya ng sasakyan patungo sa kanyang trabaho, at isinasabay niya kami bago siya dumerecho sa opisina. Makalipas ang isang linggo, ang papa ko naman ay umalis muna patungong US kasi may aasikasuhin siya doon at titira muna siya sa kapatid niya sa LA.Tatlo na lang kami nina mama na nakatira doon sa bahay ng tita ko at wala ng maghahatid sa amin pagpunta sa eskuwela. Commute kaming magkapatid.

Kami ng kapatid ko ay nasa kolehiyo pa nung mga panahong iyon. Wala pa kaming sasakyang magkapatid kaya commute kami. Ang opisina ni mama ay nasa bayan lang namin. Si mama ang gumagamit ng sasakyan pag-alis ni papa at inihahatid lang niya kami sa labasan ng subdivision upang makasakay ng bus. Isang sakay lang naman ng bus patungo sa eskuwelahan namin e.

Minsan, habang kami ay nag-aabang ng bus, nakita kami nila Ate Karen at Kuya Jeffrey. Sinabi nila na sumabay na daw at on the way naman ang aming paaralan papunta sa kanilang trabaho. Mahirap sumakay ng mga oras na iyon at syempre di na kami tumanggi. Ang gwapo gwapo ng porma ni Kuya Jeffrey noon. Naka-white siyang long-sleeves at naka-gold siyang necktie na bagay na bagay sa kaniyang mestizong itsura na may pagkakahawig sa dating artistang si Matthew Mendoza. May lahi kasing Amerikano ito, 6′ ang taas niya at maganda ang pangangatawan na halatang nag-g-gym. Maganda siya magdala ng damit, at noong nasa kolehiyo pa siya ay dating modelo ito. Talagang tuwang tuwa ako noon na makikisabay kami sa kanila kasi masisilayan ko ang gwapong-gwapong asawa ng pinsan ko. Hindi kasi kami masyado nagpapang-abot sa bahay ng tita ko kasi pag umaalis kami ay tulog pa sila, at pag dumadating sila ay tulog na kami. Hindi ko alam kung baket maaga sila pumasok ng araw na iyon e.

Pumasok na kami ni Kuya sa kani-kaniyang eskuwelahan. Ang pasok ko ay hanggang 2pm lamang, at si Kuya ay hanggang 7pm. Matapos ang aking mga klase ay dali dali akong umuwi ng bahay. Kumatok ako at isa sa mga maid ang nagbukas sa akin. Pumasok ako ng bahay at nagbihis na. Nakaramdam ako ng konting libog at may naisip ako, “siguradong may mga X-rated na mga tapes si Kuya Greg sa kwarto niya.” Nagpunta ako sa kwarto niya at nagtingin sa cabinet. Hindi nga ako nagkamali at meron nga akong nakita. Pinoy Porn ito na ang titulo ay “Bigong Pangarap”. Nanginginig ang mga kalamnan ko kasi ngayon lang ako makakapanood ng porn na ako lang mag-isa. Tamang tama ay walang tao sa bahay nina tita. Hehehehe ;)

Mula sa aming kwarto ay matatanaw mo kung may dadating, kaya’t di ako natakot na mahuli kasi siguradong maiibalik ko iyong tape na iyon bago pa man may makapasok sa loob ng bahay. At kinuha ko nga iyong tape. Wow! Makapagjakol na ako habang nanonood mag-isa! Isinalang ko sa VHS player ang tape at nanood ako. Hindi masyado gwapo ang mga bida at di gaano kalaki ang kanilang mga ari, ngunit makikita mo pa rin na magagaling kumantot ang mga ito. Tirik na tirik ang kanilang mga ari habang umaayuda sa kanilang mga kaparehang babae. Malalakas ang halinghing ng mga babaeng kanilang ginagalaw dahil sa galing umindayog ng kanilang katawan habang kumakantot. Ang tigas na ng titi ko at nagsisimula na akong magjakol. Maya maya ay biglang may kumatok. Natakot ako dahil akala ko ay ako lang mag-isa sa bahay. Sa aking pagkataranta, binuksan ko agad ang pintuan ng aming kwarto at hindi ko naisara ang pinapanood kong X-rated na tape. Ang kumakatok pala ay walang iba kundi si Kuya Jeffrey!

Wala siyang suot na pang-itaas, at naka-blue na boxers lamang ito at naka-paa. Ang gwapo niya at ang ganda ng hubog ng kanyang nakahubad na katawan. Lalo akong nanginig at nanlamig ang aking pakiramdam. Sabi niya sa akin, “Andiyan ba si Sophia? Kasi isinama ng Ate Karen mo si Karla sa mall hindi ko alam kung isinama rin niya si Sophia.” “Ay, Kuya Jeff, di ko po alam, kakarating ko lang po.” nakangiti kong sinabi. “Ang sabi kasi ng yaya ni Karla, di raw niya alam kung isinama ni Ate Karen si Sophia, dagdag ni Kuya Jeffrey. “Siguro po isinama iyon kasi siguradong magtatampo iyon kapag si Karla lang ang isinama,” sambit ko. “Oo nga. O sige,” sabi ni Kuya Jeffrey ng walang anu-ano’y narinig namin ang isang babaeng umuuungol, “Aaaaahhhhh Aaaahhhhh Aaahhhhhhhh!” “Ano iyon?” tanong ni Kuya Jeffrey.

Ang pintuan ay nasa may kaliwang bahagi ng kama, at ang TV naman ay nasa may paanan nito. May cabinet na nakakaharang sa paningin papuntang TV kaya’t di agad mapapansin kung ano ang palabas kung di ka nasa loob mismo ng kwarto. Ngunit pumasok na si Kuya Jeffrey sa loob ng kwarto at hinanap ang pinanggagalingan ng tunog, napatingin siya sa TV at noon ko lang naalala! Patay ako! Huling-huli na nanonood ako ng porn. Imbis na magalit sa akin at tanungin kung san ko iyon nakuha, sinabi niyang, “Ayos ang pinapanood mo ah!” Para akong nabunutan ng tinik, pero patuloy pa rin ang panginginig ng aking mga kalamnan dala ng kaba. “Dito muna ako ha. Sabay na tayo manood, tagal ko ng di nakakapanood ng X-rated e,” ani Kuya Jeffrey. “Kayo po bahala,” sabi ko na nangangatal. Nakatayo lang siya sa loob ng kwarto sa may pintuan at ako naman ay umupo na sa kama. Bigla niyang isinara ang pinto at ni-lock ito.

Tuluyan ng pumasok si Kuya Jeffrey sa loob ng kwarto at umupo sa kama. “Tabi tayo ha,” sabi ni Kuya Jeffrey at tumabi sa aking kaliwa. Di ko alam ang gagawin ko, kaya’t pinabayaan ko lang siya. Nakakalibog talaga ang mga eksena doon. Ang napapanood na namin ay ang eksena na chinuchupa ng babae ang kanyang lalakeng kapareha. Biglang nagsalita si Kuya Jeffrey na, “Tangina, ang galing chumupa nung babae! Sarap niyan. Ikaw ba nachupa ka na ba?” “Ah, hindi pa po,” bigla kong naisagot. Nagsinungaling ako dahil sa kaba. Biruin mo, ang aking crush na asawa ng pinsan ko, nasa tabi ko, at naka-boxers lang habang nanonood kami ng X-rated!

Halatang-halata sa kanya na libog na libog na at tayung-tayo na ang kanyang titi na nasa loob ng kanyang boxers at mukhang nahahalata niya na kanina ko pa iyon pinagmamasdan. Ipinatong ni Kuya Jeffrey ang kaniyang kamay sa kanyang bukol at nagsimulang himasin ito ng pataas baba animo’y nanghihikayat. Hindi na talaga ako mapalagay sa mga oras na iyon. Nakatutok ang paningin ko sa kanyang naghuhumindig na bukol ng biglang hinawakan niya ako sa kamay at sinabing, “Kanina mo pa iyan tinitingnan ah. Gusto mo tikman?” Hindi na ako nakapalag dahil inakbayan ako ng kanang kamay ni Kuya Jeffrey. Umangat siya ng kaunti sa kaniyang kinauupuan at hinubad niya ang kanyang boxers ng kaliwang kamay. Tumambad sa akin ang kanyang malaking tarugo! Ang laki nito, halos 8 pulgada, at mataba kaya pala tuwing inuman sa amin, ay naririnig kong “Totoy Mola” ang tukso sa kanya. Di na ako nagtaka dahil nga may lahi itong banyaga, ngunit namangha pa rin ako dahil ngayon lang ako nakakita ng ganito ng malapitan. Mamula mula ito at may nakapalibot na mala-buhok ng mais na kulay ng bulbol. “Ang sarap niyan supsupin,” sa isip ko.

At ibinaba na ni Kuya Jeffrey ang aking ulo at itinutok ang kanyang tarugo sa aking bibig. Binuksan ko ang aking bibig at unti unting sinupsop ang ulo nito at nilaro laro ko ito na aking dila. “Aaahhhh ang sarap, sige pa!” sabi niya. Pinilit kong chupain ang napakalaking tarugong ito ni Kuya Jeffrey. Di magkasya sa aking bibig at abot hanggang lalamunan ko ang haba nito ngunit pinilit ko talaga upang aking siyang mapaligaya. Halos masuka ako sa haba ng kanyang tarugo, pero sa bawat “Aaaahhhh at Oooohhhhh” na maririnig mo sa kanya habang chinuchupa ko ang kanyang mahaba at mamula-mulang burat, ay parang nawawala ang sakit sa aking lalamunan. Nang humiga na siya at dinilaan ko ang kanyang leeg at mga utong. Inisa isa kong dilaan at kagat kagatin ang kanyang mamula-mulang utong. “Uhmmm…. uhmmmm… uhmmmm” ang sabi niya,”ang sarap niyan! uhhhmmmmm.” Tumungo ako sa paanan ng kama at hinila ko ang kanyang mga hita. Ang lalaki ng mga ito at matigas. Dinilaan ko ang kanyang singit at ang kanyang bayag. “Aaaaahhhh! Aaaahhhhh! Ituloy mo pa, di ginagawa ni Karen saken yan! Ang sarap.” ungol niya. Pinadapa ko siya at nagulat siyang nagsabing, “Anong gagawin mo?” “Akong bahala sayo Kuya, masasarapan ka dito,” pagmamayabang ko. Dumapa nga siya at ipinaghiwalay ko ang kanyang pwet at dinilaan ko ang kanyang butas. Pinatigas ko ang aking dila at pilit na ipinapasok iyon sa butas ng pwet ni Kuya Jeffrey. Malakas na “Aaahhhh AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH” ang maririnig mong namumutawi sa bibig ni Kuya Jeffrey sa sobrang kasarapan na kaniyang nararamdaman. “Tangina,ang sarap! Aaaaahhhh! Aaaahhhhh! Sige pa, wag mong tigilan! Aaaahhhhhhh,” nagmamaka-awang sigaw ni Kuya Jeffrey. At pinagbigyan ko siya. Talaga namang sinarapan ko ang pag himod ko sa pwet ni Kuya Jeffrey. Maya maya, bigla akong nakaisip ng mas masarap na pwedeng gawin sa kanya. Ipinasok ko ang aking hintuturo sa kanyang pwet na basa na ng aking laway. Lalong napahiyaw sa kasarapang nararamdaman si Kuya Jeffrey. “Aaaahhhhhh, ang sarap!!!!! Aaaahhhhhhhhh!!!! Aaaaahhhh!!!!!” sigaw niya. Pinatihaya ko siya habang nasa loob ng kanyang pwerta ang aking daliri. Ipinasok ko ito lalo sa loob at itinulak ko pataas. “Uggghhhhh Uggghhhhhhh Aaaaahhhhhhh Aaaaahhhhhhhh! Ang sarap ng ginagawa mo!” Maya maya’y chinupa ko siya habang patuloy ko siyang finifinger. Talagang halos magwala si Kuya Jeffrey na halatang halata mong ngayon lang ito naranasan. “Aaaaaahhhhh! Putangina!!!!! Ang sarap nito!!!! Sige pa chupain mo pa ako! Malapit na ako!!!!!” walang pakialam na sumisigaw na si Kuya Jeffrey habang nakakaramdam ng todong kasarapan. Biglang nanigas ang kanyang mga hita at napasigaw muli ng, “Putangina, andiyan na ako!!!! Putangina!!!! Putangina!!!! Putanginaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!” At biglang sumabog ang manamis-namis nakatas ni Kuya Jeffrey sa aking bibig. Napuno ang aking bibig ngunit pinilit ko itong lunukin upang lubos pang mapaligaya ang aking Kuya Jeffrey. Halos kasabay nito, hindi namin namalayan na tapos na pala ang pinapanood naming X-rated na tape. Hindi na namin ito napanood ng buo.

Tumayo ako papuntang banyo at nagmumog. Pagbalik ko sa kama ay tulala si Kuya Jeffrey na nakahubo’t hubad pa rin at di pa rin makapaniwala sa sarap na kanyang naranasan. “Puta, ang sarap nun,” biglang nasabi ni Kuya Jeffrey sa akin. “Kelan ba pwedeng ulitin iyon? Tangina ang sarap talaga. Di pa nagagawa sa akin ni Karen iyan.” dagdag niya. Kinindatan ko lang siya at sabi ko, “Basta pag tayong dalawa lang ang tao dito, sige, gawin natin ulit. Baka mahuli kasi tayo e mahirap na. At least kung iyong mga katulong lang ang andito, di pa rin tayo mahuhuli, kasi nasa likod naman ang maid’s quarters at di tayo madidinig.” “Ulitin natin to ha?!” pangungulit na sabi ni Kuya Jeffrey habang nagbibihis ng boxers na tinanggal niya kanina at mukhang hahanap-hanapin niya ang ginawa ko sa kanya. “Oo ba, basta ikaw, Kuya Jeffrey.” sagot ko. “Maitanong ko lang, diba sumabay kami kanina sa inyo papuntang school, ang akala ko, papasok kayo sa trabaho?” dagdag kong itinanong. “Ah kasi ganito iyon, nag-resign na ako sa dati kong trabaho. Job interview ko kanina, at nagleave din ang Ate Karen mo para maipasyal ang mga bata sa mall. Di na nga ako sumama kasi gusto ko magpahinga. Napapagod kasi ako laging panggabi ang duty ko kaya nga di tayo nagpapang-abot dito e.” tugon niya. “Eh si Ate Karen? Tuwing kelan ang trabaho?” pag-aalala ko. “Ganun pa rin work hours niya, konting tiis na lang daw kasi magreresign na rin siya e, kaya ihahatid ko na lang muna siya sa trabaho at babalik na ako agad dito sa bahay.” sabi ni Kuya Jeffrey. “Ganun ba? Mukhang mauulit tong pagchupa ko dito bukas ah,” sabay sunggab sa kanyang titi. “Bukas ganitong oras din ang uwi ko. Kaso, paano ang mga bata?” sinabi ko. “Papatulugin ko ang mga iyon, wag kang mag-alala, sina Jason at James naman nasa school pa ng tanghali e.” pag-re-reassure ni Kuya Jeffrey sa akin na muli ko siyang matitikman. Hinalikan ako ni Kuya Jeffrey sa labi ng matagal. “Lasang tamod,” sabi niya. “Tamod mo yan e!” sabi ko. At muli niya akong hinalikan at niyakap. Paglabas niya ng kwarto, lumabas na rin ako at isinoli ang tape ni Kuya Greg.

Kinabukasan, pag-uwi ko galing school, nagbihis lang ako at nag-abang ng pagkatok ni Kuya Jeffrey. Maya maya ay may kumatok na, pagbukas ko ng pinto, sumambulat sa akin ang kanyang katawan na nakatapis lamang ng tuwalyang manipis at halos basang basa pa, kakagaling lang niya sa paliligo. Bigla niya akong hinalikan ng matindi at isinara ng mabuti ang pinto at ni-lock…