Sauna Chronicles 1

I have indulged myself recently into two worldly things - horoscopes and saunas.

One time, my scorpio horoscope reading instructed me to be just by myself anywhere I may be. And that no matter how I keep myself off the picture or out of the limelight, I would still be caught and found by a secret admirer.

It turned out to be true - in the sauna. Except, that it happened not to me but someone I have come to know and be comfortable with there (we were both regulars, unfortunately we say. later we both learned we were born days apart frm each other.)

He was pursued by this big hunk of a man. Anywhere he went or hid, he was relentlessly pursued. He asked me to pretend to be him but I knew it was impossible since he was several inches taller than I am.

And he was caught. Of course, the man was sleazy and sly with hands big enough to cover my whole face and stop me from saving my friend from him. What happened next was, well, thinkable.

He went with the big hunk of a man whose hands were bigger than those handstatues in Kowloon Park and the rest was... a history of moans and anything I would not want to hear.

That time, the walls were not quiet. They whispered.