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Fanny Wong: When “F” means Freaky (5)

Previous Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4

Somehow, things became strange when after Principal Xavier was hospitalised for his stroke. The teachers looked at me as if I was the cause of his stroke. I had done nothing wrong!

But life went on… I could endure the teachers. They were a bunch of weirdoes anyway. When Principal Xavier was pronounced not fit to work anymore, we had a new principal. His name was Brosnan. Principal Brosnan was not bald. He was younger than Xavier with a better physique. He was more gorgeous than Xavier and full of sexy chest hair too.

I had not heard from Ken after the first floor foyer incident in school. Even though I was totally not into him anymore, but I still wished him well. Six months later, my classmate, Willie, who followed his parents to Vegas for a holiday told me that he met Ken there.

“Las Vegas? What the hell is he doing there?” I asked.

Willie told me that Ken quit school. And he when into the “business”.

“What kind of business?!!” I ask with much curiosity.

Quietly, Willie told me that Ken became a man whore. I was in great shock when I heard that. What happened to Ken? Why is he doing that? I wanted to puke whenever I imagine Ken offering his white firm butt to a guy in a dark alley, unprotected sex for 20 bucks?! Eeau! That is disgusting. What a waste of nice body. Ken was so silly!

Meanwhile…

Hazy Suzy! Freaky Fanny on MC

OMG, today is freaking hazy in town, in fact it is hazy in many areas all over the country.

These pictures were taken at 3pm 5 Oct 2006.

Our Sun! Yes, our freaking sun at 3pm!

View from Bangsar Utama to Sentral Station

Fanny Wong has been reported suffering from asthma attack today while she was on her way to Mid Valley to buy some sex toys. She will take a few days off to recover. Please be patient for part 5 of her story.

Fanny Wong: When “F” means Freaky (4)

Previous Chapters: 1, 2, 3

I was furious. Ken knew that I still had feelings for him. He was using that weakness to get back at me. He was so evil. But Ken was wrong because I was stronger than he thought.

“No Ken, your evil plan is not going to work,” I shouted.

I was going to trash him, so I had to make the first move to make him jealous and devastated. Without any hesitation, I pushed Ken aside and humped on Principal Xavier. “Eat this Ken,” I said to Ken with an evil grin.

My face was inches away from Principal Xavier’s. I then ripped his shirt buttons off with my bare hands. To my surprise, he was gorgeous! Broad chest with graceful silver hair. Not bad for an old man. And I could tell that he used to had a solid six packs too. Unbelievable!

I only took a few seconds to admire his great physique. I went on to kiss him all over. Then I held his bald head and let him smell my boo boo. However, Principal Xavier looked as if he had never made out with a 15 year-old girl before.

Ken was really angry and devastated upon seeing my indecent acts. He turned and went away. I won! I won!

After Ken was gone. I got back on my feet and I apologised to Principal Xavier. He did not say a word. But he still looked as if he had never made out with a 15 year-old girl.

Later on the school PA system, the assistant principal announced that Principal Xavier had suffered a stroke at the first floor foyer during recess period and could not speak. He was hospitalised immediately after he was discovered by the janitor. How unfortunate. I wish him well and happy.

Somehow, things became strange after Principal Xavier was hospitalised for his stroke…

Fanny Wong: When “F” means Freaky (3)

Previous Chapters: 1, 2

But Ken returned to stalk me. He would peek through my windows at night and the class room windows during my classes. He did that every day for three years. I told my mum about it. And mum asked me to ignore him. I did exactly what she told me but Ken just wouldn’t give up.

My school principal, Mr Xavier, is a bald old man on a wheelchair. Everyday during recess period, he would roll his wheelchair to the glass pane on the first floor foyer and observed the school children in the play field. He frowned a lot, but he had a kind face. Perhaps his job was tough. I had to agree that taking care of special kids like me and my friends was not easy. We are all very special in our own way after all.

After stalking me for three years, Ken pulled the final stunt to attract my attention before I kicked him out from my life for good. It was on one summer day, as usual, Principal Xavier will be looking over us from the first floor foyer during recess period. It was a hot day, so Principal Xavier was wearing a loose linen shirt with two loose buttons. His gray chest hair was visible even from the play field.

Suddenly, Ken appeared and approached Principal Xavier from behind. I thought Ken wanted to push Principal Xavier out of the glass window. In that situation, I couldn’t waste time to panic and shout. I immediately rushed to the first floor foyer.

I was standing at one end of the foyer and Principal Xavier was at the other end near the window. Ken turned and looked at me. He then started making a move on Principal Xavier. Ken said that he wanted to make me jealous. That’s why he was making out with Principal Xavier in front of me.

I was furious…

… Chapter 4

Fanny Wong: When “F” means Freaky (2)

Despite wild imaginative comments in the previous chapter, I’ve decided to continue the story my way.

I swear we never had anything special until I was 12. When I started to pee blood occasionally. My mum told me that I was going through puberty. And the next thing she told me was sex. I couldn’t understand much. She was talking about inserting a banana into a croissant. To be safe, she asked to put a plastic bag on the banana so that when the banana is squashed, I would still have a clean croissant.

Ken was going through puberty too. One day when we were playing in my room. He suddenly touched my boo boo. Mum never said anything about the boo boo, so it should be okay. He told me that he loves me. I said, “what has love got to do with my boo boo?” He assured me that I would understand what he said soon.

Ken wanted to ‘blow’ me. I was puzzled. He then went on to demonstrate. It felt like heaven… Suddenly I recalled what my mum told me earlier. “Croissant croissant! Plastic bag!” I shouted continuously. I panicked but Ken was calm. “No need plastic bag,” he said. He did not plan to use his banana.

Next thing I knew, I felt even more heavenly. Ken was totally inside me. Without the plastic bag. At that juncture my mother came into my room with my laundry. She was shocked and furious. My mother was strong. She pulled Ken out and threw him to a corner. Ken got a broken leg.

Mum then threw Ken out of the house. He never returned to our house since. My mother gave me a good scold. She said no more Ken for me. It was a good thing for me. I believed her, she is my mother after all. So I went back to singing without my Ken.

But…

… Chapter 3