The Good Daughter's Dirty Secret SPG R-18

TGDS 2

TGDS 2

Maingay at mausok na naman sa loob ng Trinity. It is an underground bar outside the Metro where I frequently stay. Ganito palagi ang maaabutan mong eksena dito lalo na kapag gabi. But I like it here. I can be my true self around here kase walang nakakakilala sa akin dito. I'm not Jaime Patrize Boromeo. I'm not the daughter of one of the wealthiest person in the Metro.

Here, I'm just.. Patrize. The careless, carefree, and easy girl.

Minsan hindi ko na rin alam kung sino ba talaga ako. Kung ano ba talaga ang totoo kong pagkatao. Kung alin ba talaga ang alter ego ko. I am a different person infront of my colleagues and family. Ibang-iba rin ako ngayon. Siguro dahil alam kong hindi matatanggap ng mga tao sa paligid ko if I let my true self out.

Ang alam sa imperyo, napaka strikto ko pagdating sa trabaho. Sa bahay, napakabait kong anak. But they didn't know na kapag walang nakakakilala sa akin at wala akong pangalang kailangan ingatan, I am Patrize, the btch who goes both ways.

I like men.. and women. The truth is, nasubukan ko na sila pareho. Sabi nga sa kanta, I kissed a girl, surprisingly, I liked it so I did more. Pero hindi naman ako lesbiyana. I'm just, open-minded. Bisexual, I tried having more than one-bed partner. I even tried having s*x with a transgender. It was good. Having a pair of boobies you can grab while riding a d**k at the same time is just... mind-blowing.

I always wonder what it feels like to have a family who supports me. Don't get me wrong, I know, maiintindihan naman nila Nanay kapag nalaman nila 'yong totoo. She'll understand me, but accept me? Accept the fact na nag exceed ako sa expectations niya before? I don't know. Ayoko nang malaman at ayoko nang umabot sa ganoong sitwasyon. Ang alam ng buong imperyo, hindi ako makabasag tignan tapos malalaman nilang basag na basag na pala ako.

Isa pa, it is easier to hook up if you stay nameless. College students from Xavier University often call it k*ntot-kalimot- a nice name, for something so obvious. You f**k and you forget about it.

As I was minding my own business, seductively grinding and dancing to the tune of a song my Nanay will approve, I felt the hair at the back of my neck standing up. Alam na alam ko na tuloy na may nakatingin sa akin sa mga oras na 'yon. Hindi naman na bago 'yon. In this kind of crowd, I know I stand up. I am wearing a thin bandana to cover my br*ast, my bare back showing the world and the shortest skirt I own. Nakasuot rin ako ng wig, as an additional disguise, in case may maligaw rito na nakakakilala sa akin.

Isa pa sa hindi alam ng mga magulang at kaibigan ko at ang ikinatatakot kong malaman nila ay ang pagkakaroon ko ng malaking tattoo sa likod. Don't get me wrong, hindi ako part ng mafia o ng kahit anong sindikato. For me, this is art and my back is like a huge canvas.

I am also fascinated with physical pain. I like it. I love it. And I know a lot of people will disagree and will raise their eyebrows but I get off with pain. For me, it is pleasurable. Kaya nga hindi ko sinubukang magpabutas ng tainga e. Baka maadik ako at tadtarin ko ng hikaw ang tainga at mukha ko. Tattoos are so much easier to hide dahil hindi naman nila ako madalas makitang nakahubad. Nagsi-swimming nga ako ng naka rashguard e.

But I do have a piercing. Nakatago. Sa mga lugar na malabong sikatan ng araw.

"Lumilindol ba or did you just rock my world?" A raspy voice behind me said. Hindi ko siya hinarap, sa halip ay idinikit ko likuran ko sa harapan niya. He is hard. His body, his down there, even the arms wrapped around my waist is hard too.

"I have that effect, I'm sorry." I said as I sway my hips, grinding, his pole poking my ass. Oh, he's huge and hard. At hindi lang 'yong stick na tumatama sa puwit ko ang ibig kong sabihin. I mean he is hard. And muscled. Isinukbit ko pa ang braso ko sa balikat niya at sabay kaming sumayaw sa musikang tila kaming dalawa lang ang nakakarinig. In short, may sarili kaming mundong dalawa.

"What's your name?" He asked me. He spin me around kaya naman napaharap ako sa kanya. At muntik na akong mahilo noong biglang nagtama ang mga mata naming dalawa. Para akong na-mesmerize sa itsura niya. He looks so handsome. The most handsome guy I have ever seen. Mayroon siyang beard. And God knows how I hate beards but it looks good on him. Hindi siya cringy tignan.

"Is that even important?" Bulong ko noong makabawi ako. I was caught off guard but that doesn't mean I'd stay that way. Feeling ko naman, immune na ako sa gwapo. Sa dami ng mga artista at model na madalas kong makita sa tuwing nagpupunta ako sa Araullo networks at sa Pristine, sawang-sawa na ang mata ko sa mga ganun.

"Unless you plan on sleeping with a total stranger then yes, it is important to at least know your name." Nakangising sagot niya. Ngisi. Hindi ngiti. I hate the hint of arrogance in his voice but at the same time I like it, it challenges me and I like challenges.

"Jai--I mean, Patrize." Gusto kong iuntog ang ulo ko sa dibdib niya tutal mukhang matigas din naman 'yon dahil sa nagkamali ako. I let my guards down. I almost said my name!

"Jaime Patrize, nice name."

"Hin--"

"I'm Shaun Matthew Jenkins. A pleasure to meet you." He said as he grab my hands to kiss my knuckles. There is something in his eyes that makes me want to stare at him. Makes me want to beg him to kiss me too. But I stopped myself. He knows my name. A simple search on the internet will show articles and news clips about me. Kaya nga ibang pangalan ang ginagamit ko e. Baka ma-compromise ang pangalan ko. "So, what somebody like you doing in a place like this?" Tanong niya pa.

"Uhh.. bawal ba akong magpunta rito?" Hindi ko napigilang itanong sa kanya. I dont wanna sound so rude dahil tinitignan ko pa kung makikilala niya ako pero kinakabahan kase ako. At kapag kinakabahan ako, nagiging defensive akong masyado. But instead of getting pissed and get offended, natawa lang siya ng malakas. A rich sound that tickles my senses and made my knees tremble. Bakit naman ganoon? I've been around man yet no one had this much effect on me.

"You are a feisty one. I like that." He moves an inch closer, and another. Until the tip of our noses touch. "So, your place or mine?" God, his breath smells so good. A combination of mint and tobacco and ohh.. he's wearing a Dior Sauv perfume. Red flag. A total red flag.

I am not saying that I hate red flags, but there are better colors to choose from. Isa pa, I learned from Mom and Dad's experiences na hindi dapat binabalewala ang red flags. Muntik na akong hindi mabuhay sa mundong ito dahil doon. Dad's psycho ex-girlfriend and her equally psycho older brother na muntik nang pakasalan ni Mama.

So yeah, needless to say, kahit papaano naman, kahit ganito ako ka-wild, may taste pa rin naman ako. Pumipili pa rin naman ako.

Kahit na sabihin pang ganito siya ka-gwapo at kalakas ang s*x appeal.

"My place, alone." I pulled away from him and I started walking. Alam kong nagulat siya sa pagtanggi ko dahil kanina lamang ay halos maglingkisan na kaming dalawa. Maybe he expected me to go out with him. I did. Until I made a mistake of letting him know my real name. Mahirap na, hindi ko ipagpapalit ang isang gabing jugjugan sa kasiraan ng pangalan ko.