I was looking for an one-off fling, and perhaps look for some answers I have been looking for.

With the initial bad experiences, I was ready to just stand my ground, to make sure it was just… well,  a fling.

I can do it, I told myself. I can be firm. I will look elsewhere after this.

When he walked through the door and saw a heaving me, I held my breath and stared for a second longer than I should. I wasn’t sure if he caught the shock in my eyes like that of a deer knowing it had came head-on with the hunter, and its doom looming.

That’s it. I knew it. I had wavered. I was a gone case.. I was ready to start this long-term relationship and make the plunge. No more resilience…. no room for doubts. His

The accent, the charming eyes, and he is…for the lack of better words.. fucking, fucking hot.

I tried to be as disconnected as I could be. But when he ran his hands up from my hips and work his work up slowly up to my neck.. the tingling sensations crept quickly down my spine (what an irony…), and I relaxed like I hadn’t in a while.

I was actually started to feel a little shy when I felt his hand dancing on my bare skin. I bet my last dollar that if I was a guy (and gay), I would be having a hard-on.

The most candid part was when we spoke about my allergy to alcohol and it was plenty of sympathy in his eyes when I elaborated on the effects of alcohol in me.

And then, I asked myself, am I ready for this?

Am I too irrational? Am I too quick to jump into this…… just because he is so droolworthy.

But knowing how broken and screwed I am, I know he can somewhat heal me.

I tell you ah, medical profession these days are freaking evil. They get the cutest doctors and that make sure suckers like me will keep on going back.

And ladies, if you are looking for someone to ask you to lie down and wait for him, lifting your legs high in the air and then run his fingers up and down your body…. as your mind and imagination do the dirty, you should be looking for a chiropractic. Maybe you will get a surprise like me.

But I scared lah! I can imagine every trip how tense I will be just to exercise that amount of self-control. Having a bad back already like that, can you imagine how ravenous I will be when his magical touch gets me better?! I will eat him up lor! Like, alive!

Tsk tsk, very dangerous.

So, after being diagnose of a shorter right leg due to a shift in my hip (thus my hip is twisted), I would need paddings in my shoes. Bra paddings could possibly be of multi-purposes hereonforth.

My neck ligament is screwed, thus if you see me now, my neck will probably be misaligned to my body and might drop off anytime. Okay fine, it is just bent too forward, causing neck aches and nerve headaches. Frankly, I could see the worsening angle of my neck in pictures.

My torso is also slightly twisted, and I was trying to imagine him putting his weight on me trying to align it. Giggles.

My body weight shift shows I place most of my weight on my left leg.

Of cos, my slipped disc issue.

Okay, I have decided. I need chiropractic treatment afterall.

Sigh. I just need to exercise more self control, and perhaps, some new batteries.