Barely Naked

Chapter Two

Infatuation  

Ica's

"So, what's your story?"

I was driving around the city that night. Ayokong umuwi. Actually, iniisip ko nang umalis na lang sa bahay at tumira sa condo unit sa Skyline Vejar Towers. Mas safe ako doon, mas at peace ako roon. The only thing that's keeping me to that house is my father's approval na tanggap na tanggap kong hindi ko naman na makukuha ngayon. I'm already talking with Achilles and I am asking for a unit. Mabibigyan naman daw niya ako by the end of this month, kailangan lang daw niyang ipaayos. I can live alone, - I've been doing that for six years, walang pagkakaiba iyon kahit nandito ako sa Pilipinas.

Berry looked at me.

"Come on! I told you mine. It's only fair that you tell me yours."

"You kissed me." She muttered. Bigla naman akong natawa.

"Oh, I'm sorry, was that your first lesbian kiss?" Tumaas ang sulok ng bibig ko.

"It was." Nagyuko siya ng ulo.

"And how'd you feel?" Pinipigilan kong mapangisi.

"I don't know. But damn, you kissed me! I didn't see that one coming." I noticed her cheeks were red. Natawa na naman ako. "Uhm saan ba tayo pupunta?"

'Tagaytay." Wika ko. Naisip ko lang. I've been wanting to go to Starbucks in that place since I got home. Gusto ko kasi iyong ambience. I always see picture of it on social media. At ngayon ko naisip na puntahan iyon.

"Seryoso? That's like... far..."

I looked at her. "Berry, you won't go places if you are not willing to go far. If you know what I mean."

"Fine..." Napansin kong uncomfortable siya. And I was thinking if it was about the kiss earlier. I'll admit, I liked the kiss. Nakakatuwa naman din iyong reaction niya but I only did that for that black American guy to fuck off. It worked naman at kung uncomfortable siya dahil doon sa kiss na iyon, it's not my problem anymore.

"So, what now, Berry, what's your story. You only told me half of it."

"Well... I'm not really comfortable talking about it... but fine. Nandito na rin naman tayo. My husband – soon to be an ex – is a sex addict. Hindi ko alam kung tamang term iyon but he had fantasies about me fucking another man while he watches. Kung matino siyang tao hindi niya iisipin sa akin iyon. I am his wife. And a wife should only have sex with her husband but it seems like he wants to share me to other men."

"Ahh! Wife sharing. I know a lot of men back in Boston with that fantasy. May isa akong couple na kilala, uhm, they do this wife sharing thing, mayroon pang wife exchange."

"What?!" Nanlalaki ang mata niya.

"You know, husband A will lone wife A to husband B, then husband B will let husband A fuck wife B. That's how it works. Then some of them just really get the kick out of watching their wives suck someone else's dick."

"Ang immoral naman noon!" Wika niya pa. Napatawa ako.

"Ako bata pa lang immoral na."

"What?" Her cheeks were red.

"I knew that I am different noong eight years old pa ako. Na-confirm ko iyon noong eleven ako kasi nagka-crush ako sa best friend ko."

"May experience ka na sa lalaki?"

"Oo naman. Hindi ako nag-enjoy. I just did it to get rid of that fucking hymen, after that night, I started making out with girls, sucking boobies, eating pussies – I love sex."