A confession of an NTU Accountancy grad....

[ginfreely]

Tsk tsk tsk a Cantonese dog son of SELF ADMITTED DIRTY SLUT PROSTITUTE MOTHER HIDE IN RAT HOLE MAKE UP STORIES DO DEFAMATION CRIMES TO GANSIOKBIN KNNBCCB TAKE ALL MY PARTICULARS AND MADE ALL KINDS OF FALSE ACCUSATIONS SLEEP WITH MARRIED MEN TO BECOME MANAGER AND INSULT MY MOTHER GOT SHIT COMMENTS FROM FATHER OBVIOUSLY YOUR CANTONESE DIRTY SLUT MOTHER GAVE BIRTH NO TEACH RAISED BASTARD BULLY DOG PUI!

127. Take my life story and twist into sleep with Married men just to be manager absurd story is of course 小人广东狗鸡 @LaoHongBiscuit 所为

 

[Franjipani]

 

[ginfreely]

Tell that to yourself you can’t take the truth you are con man and your women are cheap sell nude sell cb and do psychological projection of yourself to me and called your evil toxic lies as truth dare not swear if Gansiokbin is a virgin you die a violent death while people with not a single lie can swear big big Pui!

 

[myfoot123]

In a democracy country, being virgin is considered taboo.

 

[Franjipani]

In a democracy country, being virgin is considered taboo.

WHY?

 

[ginfreely]

127. Take my life story and twist into sleep with Married men just to be manager absurd story is of course 小人广东狗鸡 @LaoHongBiscuit 所为

@LaoHongBiscuit that is confession of your Cantonese SELF ADMITTED DIRTY SLUT PROSTITUTE MOTHER STORY NO MONEY GO PARTY MUST SLEEP WITH MEN THAT IS WHY YOU THINK BECOME A LOWLY MANAGER ALSO MUST SLEEP WITH MEN PUI!

 

[ginfreely]

I am a 50+ year old woman.

I am not a virgin but I always pretend and insist that I am.

Looking back, I miss the days when I had a hymen. I miss the purity which was once with me.

Now I have lost myself. I have become a slutty woman.

If my deceased father knew what I was really doing now, he would be sad.

Since my teenage years, I always knew in me that the chastity of a woman's body is extremely precious.

Although my late father never told me this, some of his comments about my mother made me understand how precious virginity is to a woman.

Previously, I always believed that the first night would be for my future husband, but I did not hold on to that belief.

In junior college, there was a handsome guy who was very good to me. Over time, I developed feelings for him.

But I did not dare to fall in love at that time as my father was strict with me from a young age, and would often told me not to fall in love during my academic years.

So, when I received the 'I like you' card that he had written to me, I blushed and my heart fluttered, but immediately I wrote back to reject him.

I said euphemistically in my letter that we still had to take our A Levels examination, and we should talk about these things later. And so, we remained as ordinary friends.

Not long after I started my tertiary studies in NTU Accountancy Faculty, and he went for National Service, he called to tell me that he had a girlfriend. That day, I sent my blessings in our teleconversaton, but in my heart there was an indescribable bitter taste.

I hated that I didn't have the courage to show my true feelings to him, although I knew that if I had told him the truth, he was likely to come back to me, because he still showed his affection for me from time to time after he had a girlfriend.

But unconsciously and increasingly, I found myself in an emotional vortex of missing him, wanting happiness for him and the fear of losing him.

Since I was staying in NTU hall of residence in my freshman year, I invited him over one Friday night after he booked out from Safti, which wasn't far from NTU.

When we were in my single occupant room, I gave him my first kiss. That night, I finally confessed my love to him, but when he said he wanted to abandon his girlfriend and be with me, I firmly rejected him. I couldn't put myself to hurt another innocent girl for my own happiness. She probably loved him more than I do, though he loved me more than he loved her.

We didn't end up having sex. I remained a virgin that night, despite enjoying the warmth of his naked muscular body, his stroking of my breasts, gentle kissing/sucking of my tits and heavy petting.

However, the moment he felt my wet clitoris, I held onto his hand and told him to stop, which he respected my wishes.

And so, in my academic years at NTU, I rejected any interests shown to me by guys. Unfortunately, my dad also passed away during my NTU days, and I wasn't in any mood for men. I told myself to study hard so that I would get a good job.

I also secretly told myself in my heart that I would find a good and honest man ( like @NanoSpeed ) in the future, and would give my virginity to him on the night of our marriage.

After my NTU graduation, at the young age of 22, I found a good job. I devoted myself, my body and mind at work, but I would often feel lonely after work.

By chance, a senior guy who joined the company at the same time with me entered my heart.

He was the kind of man I liked. He had a good man face and he gave me security and warmth , with a sunny smile. The first time I saw him, I felt like something was going to happen to us. Then we quickly began to interact closely due to some work projects.

At 22/23, I was an "unworldly" person. I had a simple mind, not even the basic ability to judge men.

He was married, in his early 40s and a person that could help me to advance my career.

Having experienced the loss of my first man during my junior college and NTU years, I came to the conclusion that 人活着，幸福是自己给的，不幸福也是自己找的！

On a fateful day I lost my chastity.

After an offsite meeting with clients together, he kissed my lips, whilst we we in his car. He then suggested that we go for dinner and drinks thereafter. After some drinks, he booked a 5 star hotel and we had sex. I lost my virginity to him but he doesn't know till this day.

That night, I didn't stop him like I did previously with guy I had liked in my NTU days.

I held back the initial pain and finally understood why sex was pleasurable and addictive.

Secretly I had also hoped to become his woman forever after he rid his old hag wife. However it didn't turn out as I wanted. Anyway it doesn't matter now.

When he fell asleep that night, I went to the bathroom. As I wiped myself there after my urinal discharge, I saw a very light stain of blood on the swabbed toilet paper. I knew I had finally broken my hymen. From that moment on, I said goodbye to my virginity completely.

When we got up in the morning, I noticed his look: he took a serious look at the sheets as he lifted the quilt. There was no blood on the sheets. I supposed he felt relieved.

After a brief period of secretive lover life with him, I was promoted to be a manager, all thanks to sacrificing my body for advancement in my career. I also subscribed to the firm belief that 幸福和事业是要自己找的.

My story didn't end there, and after him, I went through many other men, in different companies I had worked for, all of whom I had sex in exchange for career advancement, benefits, and promotions

Over the years, I invested all my hard earned money, together with inheritance from my deceased father, in Singapore and Johore properties. I also became a reasonably good investor in the stock markets, in Singapore and US, thru my online self learnings.

So, even when I was terminated in my last job in my 40s, due to a political quarrel with some bloody Indian assholic HR manager at work, I was still able to live very much my own life, financially independently.

I know most men laughed at me an "old maid". Some even say that I am a slutty woman or woman of the night. However, I have no regrets.

My relationship with these men was lover-like, with no promises, no constraints, no thought of feeling love sincerely, let alone marriage.

Now I don't want marriage anymore, though I used to be very serious about giving my first night to my future husband.

Maybe if I find a "杨过" to take care of me, I will reconsider my martial views.

That's my confession.

 

[ginfreely]

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@LaoHongBiscuit go to my Facebook and use your ccb Cantonese dog son of prostitute smearing me one name to do your proud Cantonese abuse bullying and defamation crimes Pui!

 

[ginfreely]

@LaoHongBiscuit go to my Facebook and use your ccb Cantonese dog son of prostitute smearing me one name to do your proud Cantonese abuse bullying and defamation crimes Pui!

That’s the way to win last word you evil coward vicious Cantonese bully @LaoHongBiscuit with self claimed dirty slut mother from Pahang and insulted me low ses when your grandfather was rubber tapper from Malaysia while my adopted grandfather was plantation owner from Malaysia yikes

 

[Balls2U]

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[ginfreely]

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Ownself 变态ownself whore sell your hole to Malaysians and accuse me what you are Pui!

 

[ChinaCommunistSG]

Nice

 

[ginfreely]

Nice

Tasty

Why so mild? What happened to all your proud Cantonese dog son of prostitute insult of me hokkien virgin as prostitute? You are one of the brazen arrogant Cantonese dogs sons of prostitutes that self claimed you live in jurong Knnbccb Pui!

 

[myfoot123]

WHY?

You have to ask the Americans.

 

[Franjipani]

@LaoHongBiscuit that is confession of your Cantonese SELF ADMITTED DIRTY SLUT PROSTITUTE MOTHER STORY NO MONEY GO PARTY MUST SLEEP WITH MEN THAT IS WHY YOU THINK BECOME A LOWLY MANAGER ALSO MUST SLEEP WITH MEN PUI!

this NTU confession got mention your name meh? why u 不打自招?

 

[steffychun]

Pui is not an insult cretin.

 

[JurongEast]

I am a 50+ year old woman.

I am not a virgin but I always pretend and insist that I am.

Looking back, I miss the days when I had a hymen. I miss the purity which was once with me.

Now I have lost myself. I have become a slutty woman.

If my deceased father knew what I was really doing now, he would be sad.

Since my teenage years, I always knew in me that the chastity of a woman's body is extremely precious.

Although my late father never told me this, some of his comments about my mother made me understand how precious virginity is to a woman.

Previously, I always believed that the first night would be for my future husband, but I did not hold on to that belief.

In junior college, there was a handsome guy who was very good to me. Over time, I developed feelings for him.

But I did not dare to fall in love at that time as my father was strict with me from a young age, and would often told me not to fall in love during my academic years.

So, when I received the 'I like you' card that he had written to me, I blushed and my heart fluttered, but immediately I wrote back to reject him.

I said euphemistically in my letter that we still had to take our A Levels examination, and we should talk about these things later. And so, we remained as ordinary friends.

Not long after I started my tertiary studies in NTU Accountancy Faculty, and he went for National Service, he called to tell me that he had a girlfriend. That day, I sent my blessings in our teleconversaton, but in my heart there was an indescribable bitter taste.

I hated that I didn't have the courage to show my true feelings to him, although I knew that if I had told him the truth, he was likely to come back to me, because he still showed his affection for me from time to time after he had a girlfriend.

But unconsciously and increasingly, I found myself in an emotional vortex of missing him, wanting happiness for him and the fear of losing him.

Since I was staying in NTU hall of residence in my freshman year, I invited him over one Friday night after he booked out from Safti, which wasn't far from NTU.

When we were in my single occupant room, I gave him my first kiss. That night, I finally confessed my love to him, but when he said he wanted to abandon his girlfriend and be with me, I firmly rejected him. I couldn't put myself to hurt another innocent girl for my own happiness. She probably loved him more than I do, though he loved me more than he loved her.

We didn't end up having sex. I remained a virgin that night, despite enjoying the warmth of his naked muscular body, his stroking of my breasts, gentle kissing/sucking of my tits and heavy petting.

However, the moment he felt my wet clitoris, I held onto his hand and told him to stop, which he respected my wishes.

And so, in my academic years at NTU, I rejected any interests shown to me by guys. Unfortunately, my dad also passed away during my NTU days, and I wasn't in any mood for men. I told myself to study hard so that I would get a good job.

I also secretly told myself in my heart that I would find a good and honest man ( like @NanoSpeed ) in the future, and would give my virginity to him on the night of our marriage.

After my NTU graduation, at the young age of 22, I found a good job. I devoted myself, my body and mind at work, but I would often feel lonely after work.

By chance, a senior guy who joined the company at the same time with me entered my heart.

He was the kind of man I liked. He had a good man face and he gave me security and warmth , with a sunny smile. The first time I saw him, I felt like something was going to happen to us. Then we quickly began to interact closely due to some work projects.

At 22/23, I was an "unworldly" person. I had a simple mind, not even the basic ability to judge men.

He was married, in his early 40s and a person that could help me to advance my career.

Having experienced the loss of my first man during my junior college and NTU years, I came to the conclusion that 人活着，幸福是自己给的，不幸福也是自己找的！

On a fateful day I lost my chastity.

After an offsite meeting with clients together, he kissed my lips, whilst we we in his car. He then suggested that we go for dinner and drinks thereafter. After some drinks, he booked a 5 star hotel and we had sex. I lost my virginity to him but he doesn't know till this day.

That night, I didn't stop him like I did previously with guy I had liked in my NTU days.

I held back the initial pain and finally understood why sex was pleasurable and addictive.

Secretly I had also hoped to become his woman forever after he rid his old hag wife. However it didn't turn out as I wanted. Anyway it doesn't matter now.

When he fell asleep that night, I went to the bathroom. As I wiped myself there after my urinal discharge, I saw a very light stain of blood on the swabbed toilet paper. I knew I had finally broken my hymen. From that moment on, I said goodbye to my virginity completely.

When we got up in the morning, I noticed his look: he took a serious look at the sheets as he lifted the quilt. There was no blood on the sheets. I supposed he felt relieved.

After a brief period of secretive lover life with him, I was promoted to be a manager, all thanks to sacrificing my body for advancement in my career. I also subscribed to the firm belief that 幸福和事业是要自己找的.

My story didn't end there, and after him, I went through many other men, in different companies I had worked for, all of whom I had sex in exchange for career advancement, benefits, and promotions

Over the years, I invested all my hard earned money, together with inheritance from my deceased father, in Singapore and Johore properties. I also became a reasonably good investor in the stock markets, in Singapore and US, thru my online self learnings.

So, even when I was terminated in my last job in my 40s, due to a political quarrel with some bloody Indian assholic HR manager at work, I was still able to live very much my own life, financially independently.

I know most men laughed at me an "old maid". Some even say that I am a slutty woman or woman of the night. However, I have no regrets.

My relationship with these men was lover-like, with no promises, no constraints, no thought of feeling love sincerely, let alone marriage.

Now I don't want marriage anymore, though I used to be very serious about giving my first night to my future husband.

Maybe if I find a "杨过" to take care of me, I will reconsider my martial views.

That's my confession.

Very long. Pls summarize

 

[ginfreely]

this NTU confession got mention your name meh? why u 不打自招?

Tsk tsk tsk you Cantonese son of prostitute go tell the judge that you didn’t put my name but use my particulars and life story to twist into evil aburb cheat sell nude sell cb to be MANAGER story is not called defamation not doxxing and not POHA. Take up my challenge provide your Cantonese dog son ot prostitute criminal bully dog name now. No give means you know very well that you are doing crimes and not I 不大自招 Pui!

 

[ginfreely]

I am a 50+ year old woman.

I am not a virgin but I always pretend and insist that I am.

Looking back, I miss the days when I had a hymen. I miss the purity which was once with me.

Now I have lost myself. I have become a slutty woman.

If my deceased father knew what I was really doing now, he would be sad.

Since my teenage years, I always knew in me that the chastity of a woman's body is extremely precious.

Although my late father never told me this, some of his comments about my mother made me understand how precious virginity is to a woman.

Previously, I always believed that the first night would be for my future husband, but I did not hold on to that belief.

In junior college, there was a handsome guy who was very good to me. Over time, I developed feelings for him.

But I did not dare to fall in love at that time as my father was strict with me from a young age, and would often told me not to fall in love during my academic years.

So, when I received the 'I like you' card that he had written to me, I blushed and my heart fluttered, but immediately I wrote back to reject him.

I said euphemistically in my letter that we still had to take our A Levels examination, and we should talk about these things later. And so, we remained as ordinary friends.

Not long after I started my tertiary studies in NTU Accountancy Faculty, and he went for National Service, he called to tell me that he had a girlfriend. That day, I sent my blessings in our teleconversaton, but in my heart there was an indescribable bitter taste.

I hated that I didn't have the courage to show my true feelings to him, although I knew that if I had told him the truth, he was likely to come back to me, because he still showed his affection for me from time to time after he had a girlfriend.

But unconsciously and increasingly, I found myself in an emotional vortex of missing him, wanting happiness for him and the fear of losing him.

Since I was staying in NTU hall of residence in my freshman year, I invited him over one Friday night after he booked out from Safti, which wasn't far from NTU.

When we were in my single occupant room, I gave him my first kiss. That night, I finally confessed my love to him, but when he said he wanted to abandon his girlfriend and be with me, I firmly rejected him. I couldn't put myself to hurt another innocent girl for my own happiness. She probably loved him more than I do, though he loved me more than he loved her.

We didn't end up having sex. I remained a virgin that night, despite enjoying the warmth of his naked muscular body, his stroking of my breasts, gentle kissing/sucking of my tits and heavy petting.

However, the moment he felt my wet clitoris, I held onto his hand and told him to stop, which he respected my wishes.

And so, in my academic years at NTU, I rejected any interests shown to me by guys. Unfortunately, my dad also passed away during my NTU days, and I wasn't in any mood for men. I told myself to study hard so that I would get a good job.

I also secretly told myself in my heart that I would find a good and honest man ( like @NanoSpeed ) in the future, and would give my virginity to him on the night of our marriage.

After my NTU graduation, at the young age of 22, I found a good job. I devoted myself, my body and mind at work, but I would often feel lonely after work.

By chance, a senior guy who joined the company at the same time with me entered my heart.

He was the kind of man I liked. He had a good man face and he gave me security and warmth , with a sunny smile. The first time I saw him, I felt like something was going to happen to us. Then we quickly began to interact closely due to some work projects.

At 22/23, I was an "unworldly" person. I had a simple mind, not even the basic ability to judge men.

He was married, in his early 40s and a person that could help me to advance my career.

Having experienced the loss of my first man during my junior college and NTU years, I came to the conclusion that 人活着，幸福是自己给的，不幸福也是自己找的！

On a fateful day I lost my chastity.

After an offsite meeting with clients together, he kissed my lips, whilst we we in his car. He then suggested that we go for dinner and drinks thereafter. After some drinks, he booked a 5 star hotel and we had sex. I lost my virginity to him but he doesn't know till this day.

That night, I didn't stop him like I did previously with guy I had liked in my NTU days.

I held back the initial pain and finally understood why sex was pleasurable and addictive.

Secretly I had also hoped to become his woman forever after he rid his old hag wife. However it didn't turn out as I wanted. Anyway it doesn't matter now.

When he fell asleep that night, I went to the bathroom. As I wiped myself there after my urinal discharge, I saw a very light stain of blood on the swabbed toilet paper. I knew I had finally broken my hymen. From that moment on, I said goodbye to my virginity completely.

When we got up in the morning, I noticed his look: he took a serious look at the sheets as he lifted the quilt. There was no blood on the sheets. I supposed he felt relieved.

After a brief period of secretive lover life with him, I was promoted to be a manager, all thanks to sacrificing my body for advancement in my career. I also subscribed to the firm belief that 幸福和事业是要自己找的.

My story didn't end there, and after him, I went through many other men, in different companies I had worked for, all of whom I had sex in exchange for career advancement, benefits, and promotions

Over the years, I invested all my hard earned money, together with inheritance from my deceased father, in Singapore and Johore properties. I also became a reasonably good investor in the stock markets, in Singapore and US, thru my online self learnings.

So, even when I was terminated in my last job in my 40s, due to a political quarrel with some bloody Indian assholic HR manager at work, I was still able to live very much my own life, financially independently.

I know most men laughed at me an "old maid". Some even say that I am a slutty woman or woman of the night. However, I have no regrets.

My relationship with these men was lover-like, with no promises, no constraints, no thought of feeling love sincerely, let alone marriage.

Now I don't want marriage anymore, though I used to be very serious about giving my first night to my future husband.

Maybe if I find a "杨过" to take care of me, I will reconsider my martial views.

That's my confession.

Ok lor let me go dig out all the dog’s incriminating threads 还想抵赖ask me to take note woh Cantonese son of SELF ADMITTED SLUT @Franjipani you and your fellow dogs take note violent death is waiting for you the one one that you targeted and persecuted with your Cantonese dog pride is a virgin and never a chicken slut unlike your cheap self admitted dirty slut women Pui!

@ginfreely
pls take note

You criminal bully dogs Cantonese sons of prostitutes smearing and harassing me one want to 洗白launder your dirty defamation crimes to nothing by acting innocent and got the audacity to ask me take note. No need to talk so much you dare not swear to die a violent death that your chicken and outright prostitute with my particulars threads are not targeting me. Pui!

K Shanmugam Sc I see the parliament news today 22 November 24 on internet bullying, Singapore government seems to restrict internet bullying to youth phenomenon when this is far from truth. Many internet bullies are not youths at school but adults or even old people like the lazy idle Cantonese bullies in a rat hole forum that take salary don’t work but spent working hours ganging up to abuse me everyday and when you fight their bullying and sexual harassment, a self admitted Cantonese man in the group shamelessly turned around to repeat lies that I want to have sex with him.

Six days ago I made a post that documented these adult bullies ganging up to bully me « Unfortunately there are many criminal bullies hiding in rat hole forum brazenly doing defamation crimes to me everyday and for years. Their profile is self claimed Cantonese or Hakka that used Cantonese vulgarities on me and one such brazen and proud Cantonese criminal with self admitted Cantonese dirty slut mother just took my life story and twist into a cheap slut whore mistress story when I am a virgin with annulled marriage. « .

Subsequent to this post, not only did the brazen Cantonese criminal bully proudly doing defamation crimes of me showed no signs of remorse but he proudly churned out mass of daily chicken and mistress threads and gang up with other Cantonese and Hakka bullies in the group to make sleazy and insulting comments of me either directly or indirectly using insinuating insults.

And everyone knows it’s Chinese culture to refer to prostitutes as chicken and this brazen Cantonese bully actually started a thread before in March 24 to explain why are prostitutes called chicken so it’s definitely not innocent but evil intentional harassment of me.

And this brazen Cantonese criminal serial liar and other bullies ganging up in the rat hole forum have the audacity to do defamation crimes and harassment crimes to me then act innocent and turned around to call me mad. They think their identity is unknown and can hide in rat hole to abuse me for years to feel good in their jealous sore loser life, such evil people should be severely punished.

Update 3 December 24 the evil arrogant Cantonese bullies continue to do defamation crimes on me smearing and insulting me as slut prostitute and one of the Cantonese bully that spewed much Cantonese vulgarities on me previously and self admitted a thief that committed CBT in office and was jailed for buying illegal goods made defamatory baseless false accusations of me cheating money of my family members and relatives to buy condo etc character assassination of me.

Actually what happened to me is like what happened to the Malaysian influencer that committed suicide and died with people making lewd comments and more. In fact what I encountered is much worse both online and offline with these vicious Cantonese and other bullies hiding in rat hole forum and offline bullies that made whistles and knocks.