The Guy Who Tickles And Moans

I almost forget to blog about this!

Two weekends back, when a gang of us joined Alice and her friends at the club, we were introduced to this guy, Aloy. As the night grew, Aloy was getting onto my nerves. He kept finding chances to tickle me as a way of flirting and getting close to me. Sigh. Who in the right mind would do that? Especially after the age of 9?

I thought he was Alice’s friend and so being nice, I tried my best not to flare up. I pretended that nothing had happened and continued to party the night away. My dear girlfriend, Anne, saw that he was trying to hit on me and so came to my rescue by taking turns to dance with him.

When we left the club at 5am, most of us were still gamed to have another drink. We went to the bar nearby and Aloy tagged along. While walking there, his hands were still all over me and in my most disgusted tone, I shouted, “Can you stop touching me?” Anne came over and pulled me away.

Anne: Stop messing with her!

Aloy: But she writes about sex!

Anne and Me: So what???

Anne: It doesn’t mean she has to get it on with you.

Aloy: But she writes about sex!

On account of Alice, we decided to cool it off. Aloy bought us drinks and the group started dancing again. Anne was burnt out by then and decided to leave for home. “I’m leaving your suitor with you. Done for the day.” And with that, I found myself being pulled by Aloy to dance with him, while the rest were standing in a corner resting.

Aloy: Are you feeling uncomfortable?

He asked, because I was obviously avoiding eye contact with him and trying as subtly as possible to get help from others, who were, sadly, too stoned to notice me. Then before I could reply, he started moaning into my ears.

Like WTF???

I threw a disgusted look and just in time, Alice pulled me away from him.

Me: Is he always like that?

Alice: Who?

Me: Aloy!

Alice: I don’t know him! I only know him today!

Me: Whatttt??? He kept tickling me, touching me and moaning in my ears! I thought he was YOUR friend and that’s why I didn’t flare up. I was giving you face!

Alice: I’m so sorry!!!!!! Because he bought us drinks, so I let him tag along! But I don’t know him!

Me: Arrrghhh! My God! I thought u knew him. I thought he was THE Aloy that you had been good friends with. Sigh. Now I’m going to show you what I’m capable of!

And with that, we moved to the pub opposite and I ordered some drinks. By then, Aloy was lying on the sofa, totally wasted. I poured our drinks away, and left him with his shot of vodka, and the bill. We tried leaving him alone in the pub, but the sharp-eyed waitress insisted that we should pay and bring our drunk ‘friend’ away.

Not wanting him to be let off just like that, I got the rest of the people to leave for the night. Bestion went forward to wake Aloy up, made him down the last shot, and then asked for his credit card to pay for the bill. And after that, we hurriedly got onto a cab and left him alone in the clubbing area with him obviously heavily intoxicated and unable to walk straight.

No one heard from him since. On hindsight, we should have bought bottles of liquor and made the bill much larger.

And yes, I don’t know if you feel the same way as I do, but…

Real man don’t moan.  - On bed or off-bed.

It’s plain disgusting and never sexy. Just erm… Leave that to the girls.

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