The World of Tai Tai

Brother Jim is a fine specimen of a man. The first sight of the rippling muscles that seemed to burst through his shirt filled me with awe. God must have singled him out from other he -beings, sculpting his body to perfection - a set of broad shoulders tapering all the way down to a narrow waist, bolstered with two arms of steels, a washboard stomach and made complete with two powerful legs. How I wished I could worship his muscles, tracing every curve of them. The first time he caught me playing hookey at a shopping mall, I hopelessly fell for him. How firm was his grip as he dragged me into his car.  I caught a whiff of his deodorant and was lost in his charms, none of his scolding evoking a shred of shame in me. Indeed, I was a wayward child but, it was the first time I let a man touch me, albeit in a rough, unromantic manner. I am at my house now, ready for his arrival, like a bride.  Tonight, my desire will be consummated. We are going to sleep together, entwine our a...

I woke up at first light as usual, but found the neighbourhood devoid of the familiar sounds I had been accustomed to hearing. Every day, as soon as he was awake, Uncle Lee had his radio on at full blast. The operatic music in his favourite channel penetrated the walls and dispelled the last vestiges of my drowsiness away. He ran a noodle stall at the market and so he woke up earlier than anyone. Dragging myself out of bed, I opened the window and looked out into the same familiar direction, where Uncle Lee's van was parked outside the gate. I smiled at the sight of the van, whose door flung open on both sides. But something strange caught my eye - one of the blue slippers he had been used to wearing was found at the front of my gate, and the other in the middle of the road. With Uncle Lee's meticulousness to detail, this act of careless negligence was beyond my wildest imagination. Could something have happened to him? Seized by a sense of alarm, I rushed outside and peeked...