we were caught on cam… the shame… the shame… argh!

now, she finally got what she was asking for… OUR PART TWO.

remember the girl who had “her first time with me”? well, she already got the sequel of the thing that she was really, really dying about…

as what you might remember (if you have been reading my blog since then), she told me the previous year how much she enjoyed our little adventure in the grocery store…

she told me how much i made her feel “so high” and how much she anticipates for the second time that we’re going to do it…

last january, she asked me that again… while we were shooting our supposedly midterm exam film documentary in philippine history…

she said, in her sooper-dee-dooper icy voice, “erm, have you finally made up your mind?” she shooked her eyelashes a couple or three times, then she gave me again that daring and almost suffocating smile..

but again, i was clueless..

“what are you talking about? i already made the script and it is final..” i insisted, thinking that she was talking about her script in the MTV that we’re doing. she is our VJ…

“no, not that one, silly” now she was talking in a sooper-dee-dooper exaggerated know-it-all voice.. she was talking as if that was the most obvious thing on earth, that i was too stupid that i didn’t even get her message..

“then what?” i asked, perplexed..

“well remember the first time when we…” she didn’t have to finish the sentence, i already know what she was talking about..

“no way”, i said, remember the last time when we do it? man, everyone was talking about us… the shame.. the shame…”

” i was just actually wondering if we can do it again, you see, with these cameras and film paraphernalia, i am really thinking of taping us doing it…”

“WHAT?!” i screamed in disbelief… i know that she is always game and i proved it the last time when we’re in that store… but now… she wanted us to be taped.. “no way! are you insane..?”

“c’mon, just for today, anyway, our professor will be the only one who’s bound to watch our docu… don’t tell me you’re chicken… what did i say again? er.. CHICKEN?”

that’s it… NOBODY can call me a chicken…

so next thing i knew… the whole class was watching us… watching HER SECOND TIME WITH ME….