It was 'BLOODY' good!

It was a mixed feeling, pain and pleasure. More pleasure than pain. Though, every now and then, the latter was stronger than the former. This time it was in a public place. The last time I had that kind of pleasure was a few years back. That evening, I struck back.

No warm up but the eagerness burnt us like fire. I only shook my hands lightly and kept my eyes open for a perfect spot. We were too eager to start , we ignored whatever and whoever’s lying around. We slipped it out. We stroke it gently and its front part was feathery soft but the tip was quite strong. It’s Wilson’s. I hit it and he hit it back. We pounded and pounded, we both sweated and I suddenly fell. Both of my feet were momentarily uplifted but then I fell and I moaned. Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!A sudden sharp pain struck deep inside. It hurt badly. I saw blood. I was nervous. I saw scratches and the bloods kept dripping.

The last time I got that kind of scratches was when I went to Pasar Malam and bought some durians for my dad. I was engrossed by some( I can't remember what), I swung the durian and it scratched my leg. Ever since that incident, I’ve stopped eating durian. But this time I wouldn’t stop. We had only just started. It felt really good. We continued and kept going and quickened our pace. I was sweating blood. I screamed occasionally but the excitement was too great to describe.

The jogging club has now expanded its horizon. We have a variety of sport activities and the Badminton game on that evening was a great fun.