Lost in thought I find myself elated to be returning to Malaysia for a week's worth of vacation. As soon as the airplane slams the pavement at the Kuala Lumpur airport, I get an untimely erection. It was one of those unprecedented ones with no tangible motive. I'm not thinking of Suprina at this time or anyone else for that matter. I guess I am overwhelmed by different ideas of being in a different country and at the mercy of a giant aircraft. I get off the plane and I instantly sink into the humidity and heat that bring me right back to reality and to where I am. I feel as though I have never left this city and have been here since my previous visit.
I know that I should organize myself first of all and decide on a plan of action and a place to eat. I know that Suprina would put me up and that that was what we had planned but I like to get my bearings straight on my own first, before moving in with her for my short stay. Besides there was still the question of Lea, the travel agent for her father's company, with whom I had had sex with last time I was here as a carefree backpacker. I ponder about Lea's weakness for tall American guys and how she cheated herself out of her wedding engagement with a successful local. I sit in the airport lobby with a stiff one just revelling in my good fortune. I think about calling Lea but realized that I would have to do some talking and play a few head games first before fucking her. But with Suprina it was the other way round, like we had already discussed via email, fuck first and talk later. As much of a thrill it would have been to see Lea again the thought of Suprina and the pictures that she sent me were too much. I start to get cold shivers in the midst of this heat just thinking about her. I pick up a payphone and dial her digits; the pay phone gives me a hassle as always. I slam the phone and yell out a "Fuck!" I get a few odd glances but try again. I compose myself as the phone rings on the other line. I am usually a patient person; I guess I'm just hot and horny over getting in Suprina's pants for the first time and knowing how much she wants it.
Some guy answers on the other end. "Yeah...!" I pause for a moment and my heart sinks in my chest, "Hello, would Suprina be available?". "Yes! Just a moment please." He sounds quite courteous. I can hear him talking to her in the background. My anger and confusion subside as soon as I hear: "Hello?" it's the first time that I hear your voice and it sounds like an angel tickling my soul. "Hi Suprina! It's Jimmy!". "Hi!" she shouts with glee as though I had already brought her to a climax. "Where are you?" she says.
- "I'm at the airport, looking forward to seeing you."
- "Me too, when are you coming over? Do you know how to get here?"
- "Yeah, don't worry, I'll hop in a cab and give the driver your address. I might make a pit stop on the way."
- "Great! How was your flight?"
- "It was great thanks; listen I'm anxious to see you in the flesh so I'll catch you later. See ya!"
- "See ya!"
I hang up and already I feel fabulous and ready to take on the city. I was so happy to hear her voice, I could have talked for hours but got greedy, maybe a little over anxious, and decided I want to see her right away. Grabbing my bags, hailing a cab, jumping in, I get out the slip of paper with her address on it and show it to the driver. He shakes his head and says, "I know, I know, I take you there." I ask him to take me to a place for "makan derang, sayur..." He says:"You want eat?" I say: "No, grocery store, I want to buy some groceries." "Okay!" he replies, "I take you there first." We pull into a shopping mall, God knows where, and I ask the cabbie to wait for me. I sit down for a laksa and a glass of tea but make it quick; I don't like grocery shopping on an empty stomach. I grab a basket, some beef, butter, vegetables and fresh fruit, along with a few other items. The cashier says:"Twelve ringgitt" "Teri-maka-si!" I retort, then return to the cab feeling high as a kite.
As we pull up to her place, I start getting cold chills again with a hard-on and butterflies in my stomach. I pay the man and step out of the car and into the damp heat with my bags. I throw my knapsack over my shoulder, pick up my other bag and groceries and brave the flight of stairs to her apartment. I put my bag down and knock on her door; by this time my heart is racing. I hear a lock come apart; the doorknob turns the door open and WOW...! THERE SHE IS! My penis starts pumping and I have a hard time catching my breath. All those emails, all that chatting, all the planning and fantasizing has all boiled down to this. "Hi Jimmy! So good to see you!" she exclaims. She looks so incredibly beautiful, I turn it down a notch: "You look beautiful! It feels good to finally see you in person". I give her a hug around her large waist and a peck on the cheek. Her movement, that I mindlessly follow, leads me to the centre of the living room where a short balding man with glasses is sitting on the couch. I place the groceries on the coffee table. Suprina take a breath and says: "Jimmy, this is...", "Wow what a view!" I cut her off and stare out the window overlooking the parking lot. I do not want to know the dork on the couch; I want her alone. I walk up to the dorky looking guy and bark, "Why don't you take a hike shithead."