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Wet dreams (8th palkat)

06/09/2017


Wet Dreams (8th Palkat)

Aramina P Tandulan, DIA, DJ, Esq, LLB, BSChem


Note: Title is supposed to be ‘Sweet Dreams’ as explained in 2nd Palkat.


The whole world is a product of cognition
-Morgana, Persona 5


Disclaimer: This work of fiction is based on true events and confessions during my trials and tribulations. Names, places, and events are slightly modified and altered not to sensationalize but to hide the true personae and identities of the characters and any similarities to your real life experiences are purely accidental, co-incidental, and unintended. Peks man, cross my heart and hope to die. Discretion is strongly advised as some readers might find the contents just a little suggestive.


No, Christine thought, I am not just wetting… OMG! I am flowing…I’m flooding! Did I hit the G-Spo… ehhh, jackpot? Or did I just pee? But no, Christine thought, my mom told me I was never a bed-wetter when I graduated being a child. Suddenly, she thought she could recognize a distinct sound… sound of peeing… no, she thought, louder… like a… waterfall?

Feeling more confused, Christine thought she needed to survey the surrounding outside her temporary tomb; what this coffin needs is a window, she muttered. She reached for the back-end of her top drawer and tried to push it, the drawer would not budge. Then she remembered, Karm’s document and the instructional video for KarmaSutra XXX, How to Clean your Condom after Each Use were locked in that drawer. She was supposed to call Karm… how long have I been in this position, she muttered, I am supposed to call Karm regarding that document, that… Dead ‘C’ Scroll… that Dead ‘C’… what is ‘C’… Ha? Is Karm referring to Christ… or probably… Dead Christin… OMG!

Karm has predicted my death! Christine screamed in her head. I need to call Karm… or Charlie.

Right on cue, Christine phone buzzed, then she heard her voice, “leave a message”, then Charlie’s voice, “Christine, mahal, luv, please pick up glug-glug-glug…” Christine’s hair stiffened, Oh no, Charlie is drowning! What is going on!

Idi kuan, and then, Christine noticed the waterfall became louder, then she could feel being soaked. Slowly, she lowered her arms to her side…she could feel…water! She’s lying on a pool of water! Ooooo, that’s why I’m feeling wet, she muttered. Then Christine realized; she’s at the 44th floor, she’s being flooded…the whole world …OMG, Christine muttered, this could be the end of the world!


Meanwhile, Edo Manzanilla’s radio kept blurting some harrying commands:

“Edo, can’t you drive faster, where are you at?”

“Hold your horses Alex, my vehicle can’t fly over the traffic, and you too like to end your statement with a proposition… are you propositioning me?”

“Stop joking Edo, your cop gelpren will kill you, and ‘at’ is a preposition, not a proposition.”

“What’s the current situation Alex?”

“I am here at the 42nd floor Edo. The water sprinklers at the 44th and 43rd floors are on right now, hopefully, the water will douse the fires, we can’t enter any of those two floors though, we have disabled the elevators, the perps have barricaded themselves in the 43rd including several hostages and they have control of the rooftop and the stairs between 43rd and 44th . The number of casualties is still unknown.”

“And Edo, your sexy gelpren Precious is at the base, our command center in the south parking area, she’s with her partner Charlie. Charlie is distressed, his gelpren Christine is trapped in 44th. They have not heard or gotten any messages from her. They are trying to figure out how to communicate with her.”

“And Edo, time is of the essence, if Christine survived the blast but is in shock, she might be delusional… and delirious, we have a few hours only for a search and rescue before it becomes a search and recovery.”

Edo became silent for a moment, in this time of crisis, he knew he has to control his insecurity. And of course, Edo knew his main obligation is to save lives, and Miss Christine would be his number one D.I.D. that day, Damsel in Distress. Not for me, he thought, I will be the knight in this shining firefighter armor to save not my distressed damsel, but to save a distressed damsel for that… that… Charlie nga Lasi! How ironic, he thought. But he knew that would be the only way to save his own Damsel, Detective Precious H. Polito from the evil fingernails of that… that chickboy Charlie. So please, Edo prayed, please Miss Christine, try to stay alive for your darling Charlie, you don’t want him to lambada the chicken dance with sexy Preci everyday when you are gone, do you?

“Thanks Alex for the update and thanks for letting me in, be there asap.”


Alex is F/Senior Inspector Alex, born Alexandria D. Dario in San Andres, Bukidnon. Voted last year as the sexiest firefighter, but nobody would even attempt to mess with her. Not because she knows kung fu but because of her dad, the Rock himself, Police Director Dewano ‘Rock’ Dario. No one wants to deal with his fist.

Alex and Edo are highly trained professionals in fighting Highrise and Tall Building fires. F/Senior Inspector Edo belongs to QC-FD, Quezon City Fire Department while Alex is with Makati FD. They were selected three years ago to attend a firefighting seminar and training for Highrise and Tower fires and hostage-taking in New York City.

Excelsior!

They received the best firefighting training from the finest; where else could you learn the best firefighting techniques but from the city that had suffered the 9-11 and had rebuilt from its ruins.

For some strange and odd reason, Director Dewano ‘Rock’ Dario gave his blessings and approval for F/SI Edo to be with his daughter Alexandria 24/7 for two weeks in a hotel in NYC. But Edo could attest that he saw, along with the blessing was the secret fist toward him, he had been forewarned.


Meanwhile, the Damsel in Distress Miss Christine was trying to be ‘non-delusional’, I don’t have time for that, she thought, and I am not delirious because I am trying to figure out how to turn this coffin-desk bottom-up so I can use it as a boat, or an ark… Christine’s Ark?

Excelsior!

Then I need a pair of each animal species to repopulate the world, like daddy monkey and mommy monkey, daddy dog and mommy dog, daddy chicken and mommy chicken, daddy horse and mommy horse…daddy horse? Charlie is the daddy horse? Sexy mommy horse is sexy Precious, they’d be naked like Adam and Eve, galloping in their nakedness and chasing each other like chicken in Garden State… OMG! I’m delirious! Think positive Christine, she castigated herself.

Christine remembered she was trying to find a way to survey the surrounding outside her temporary tomb but her top drawer was locked. She reached for the back-end of the middle drawer… it moved! Christine muttered excitedly, now I have a window to the outside world. Christine giggled, who’s delusional now? She pushed the drawer further until it flopped onto the flooded floor. Daylight seeped inside her temporary coffin.

She tried to turn a little sideways so she could peek through the little window of her temporary coffin. Eureka! Christine exclaimed in her mind, I can see the outside world, I can recognize my office wall… and I can see rain… I can see my submerged smartphone... but wait… I can also see two glowing eyes … looking at me… like … like serpent’s eyes… OMG! That thing wants to ride in my Ark!


The serpent of Eden!





Aramina P Tandulan, DIA, DJ, Esq, LLB, BSChem ©2017





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