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Breaking the Barrier

A friend of mine shared this video on Facebook. 

I really like to talk about /act out this kind of things. The reality is who doesn't fart? And to say excuse me and run to the toilet to fart is just so unnecessary la. (Well, public events excepted) 

After we got into the 'comfort stage' or whatever you call it, I actually didn't care so much anymore. And I think the first Overt Fart for him happened unwittingly. 

And since then, I just farted freely, without shame when I was with him. And the most evil fart would be the one done under the blanket. Yes, when you are sharing the blanket, and regardless of how silent your fart is, it will still get to your partner and it lingers! 

As I'm typing this, I can't help but to laugh, reminiscing those very unpleasant but 'truthful' moments. 

I miss the super annoyed face he gave me every time. I miss how worked up he got because of it. Hehehe. But he wasn't kind enough to reciprocate. 

Perhaps that's why I am single now, and still single. LOL 





I actually went to the sexual health clinic today. As I could feel the burning sensation when I urinated in the past few days, I thought there was be something, Chlamydia/Gonorrhea/other germs, which I didn't know how they got into my urethra (the tube that carries urine from the bladder to the opening of your penis). 

Saw this nurse. He should be kinda experienced, as he's the nurse unit manager, with a strong British accent too, must be from the UK. 

He reviewed my file, and saw the notes made by the counsellor/psychologist. 

He asked me about what I did, I told him the masseur spitted on my dick, fingered me, but no actual sex. 

He had a look at my dick and said it looked fine, no visible inflammation or discharge. 

It was hard for me to convince him that I actually did feel something. He said it must be the anxiety/worry that is causing it. 

He said he would still send the urine sample for tests. But he had me to see the counsellor next week. I really hope it's nothing serious or nothing at all or Psychosomatic symptoms as they call it.  

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