sunday. raining.....

the wifey went to church and won't be home till maybe sunset. it was a wet day. the rain was pouring like pee and shit. (cats and dogs term is now outdated 

dingdong! the bells rang. someone was at the gate....someone who was curvy and looked kinda of familiar. lesbo hurried with an umbrella to the gate to let in the visitor. i was fixed on the paper reading about the turmoils in vietnam and thailand cos of all things i had to be at these 2 politically messy countries soon 

"sir, look who's here?" lesbo was gleefully asking.

i looked up from my papers. omg! it was my ex-running maid!! "hello sir," she greeted. after some brief greetings, i realised - of all things and a small world - that lesbo knew her long ...long....longer time ago.

what was i suppose to do now??

i anticipated it was all well-planned by lesbo to invite running back. the timing couldn't be more perfect while the wifey was away for a good whole day.

the loving pair of maids head straight into her room. door clicked shut....sniggering...smooching...and....

oh mama mia!!

i was dead sure i could hear ABBA singing in my head @@