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It was a two-story relatively small (compared with neighbouring houses) house nestled in an exclusive subdivision in Quezon City. The main house was a sprawling mansion-like compound with more cars than my fingers parked outside. I like that despite the grandeur aura of the village it is in, it was homey and unassuming. It was no wonder he prefers to live there. I met him, let's call him, Leonard, in mIRC. No surprise there. If you have read my previous posts in my blog, it is no secret that during my mid-20's I have grown very fond of the various ways a person can meet online. One of the earlier ones of course was mIRC. Those who know what I am talking about probably have also heard of ICQ, Yahoo Chatrooms, YM, of course, and the original "booty call" site as far as I'm concerned (LOL), MySpace. 

I met him from #K channel in Dalnet. During that time the chances of meeting a guy na "pwede" was really high. Internet then was not that cheap hence not a lot had access to it as my IT friends would say. He started with the usual ASL stuff to which I replied. Magka-edad kami. He then asked what school I was from. I told him and asked what made me also chat in that channel. I forgot what I told him but apparently there was something so we chatted more. He asked for my name and told him I'm Penny. I chuckled and he seemed to believe it was really Penny. He asked for my YM and I readily gave it. We continued chatting via YM. He's into water sports and was encouraging me to try other sports especially after I told him I like swimming. 

He then said casually, "when are we meeting?" I was caught off guard. During this time, I haven't really been immersed in the world of EB's and was kinda 'scared' to do so but there was something about Leonard that made me more interested the more we chat. Like me, he was never the type who asked for pictures at the onset, we both rather come up with our own "images" of each other and compare it with the real person. 

He said he'll pick me up right after my class (grad school). My class ends at 8:30pm and thankfully that night we were dismissed early so I still had time to make myself look "presentable enough". One thing about Leonard is that he tells things straight. If he looks like this then it's exactly that. That night, he said he'll be driving this compact car and true enough as soon as I came out of the building, it was there, parked where he said it would. I was all smiles and trying to be 'warm' pero suplado-looking ang peg niya. In fact, he only smiled when I was inside the car. He was wearing a black shirt and denim jeans. No watch, no ring but may kwintas. He is not the tisoy nor artistahin guy but there was something about him that excudes such confidence that makes him sexy and appealing. In fact, sexually appealing. He said he's not maputi nor maitim and stands 5'9. Check naman. This guy clearly doesn't lie. I then sat at the passenger seat and he said, "let's go?" I looked at him, smiled and said, "go where?" And he said, "sa house." I was waiting for a rejection sentence or perhaps something 'polite', like "I'll drop you off where you can take a cab..." 

I was feeling very self-conscious during this time after having been left scarred by an ex. My self-esteem was at its all-time low so I didn't feel I was attractive nor desirable to 

I blurted, "ha? are you sure." He smiled and said, "you're cute; and yes"

We then went to their village which wasn't so far to where I was studying. I was familiar with the area coz I know of a couple of friends from there. I was thankful I didn't bring my car otherwise they would have recognised me. But he lives a bit far from my friends'  side --- in a more"secluded" part of the village. The guard recognised the car and him (of course) and nodded and he just easily drove inside. And that's when I saw it. 

​It's cute and reminded me of houses in the States with patios. This one had a wooden swing set pa. The flowers and plants looked regularly trimmed. No one seemed home. Or at least no one seems to be. He said "let's go..." I still do not know what he had in mind but I seem to be getting more curious by this boyish-looking, lanky yet dangerously sexually appealing man. He's definitely more quiet in person. Like what I said not the typical good-looking but there really is something about him that exudes such confidence that seems to say "I can get any girl or woman I want, when I want." 

A short hallway then the living room with all the latest appliances and cute decors. The kitchen looked like it was in one of those kitchen magazines. But Blue clearly didn't want me to appreciate this. He held my hand and we went upstairs. As I stepped on the third step, I saw their maid and he didn't care lang and we just went upstairs. Obviously to his room. I managed to whisper to him, "where are your parents?" He didn't reply and just led me upstairs. The second floor had three rooms and of course the one we entered had to be his. As soon as we got in, it was clearly a man's room. This was clearly pre-50 Shades period but now that I write this, I am reminded that the room reeks sex; like a sex dungeon of some sort. It was messy with clothes around. The curtains were black. The main part was his huge desk which has his computer. There was also a couch. I sat on it. 

He then said, "you can lie there if you want" and I did. I cannot recall but maybe coming from a long class made the couch in an air-conditioned room the best thing ever. Leonard then sat comfortably on his room's carpeted floor. Then suddenly he was mere inches from me. I got self-conscious and quickly glanced at what I was wearing. Too preppy and not sexy. Tsk, tsk. Before I come up with another weird thought, I suddenly felt his hand on my breast. I was obviously caught off-guard but I didn't say anything. He looked at me; perhaps searching for any look of protest and when saw none, he smiled. For a guy who clearly doesn't talk much, his smiles are doing the talking. 

Part 2...

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