What if....

I was standing there on the first floor of Bangsar SC, staring into nothingness, waiting for PC who was late to arrive. I was tired from Jam and from work. I startled a bit when this guy came over and asked what the time was in chinese. He was a small guy, probably in the early twenties, but could be younger. Sensing that I had difficulty understanding mandarin, he then asked in English. "It's almost nine," I answered as I showed my watch to him.

"Thank you."

When I looked up, he winked at me and motioned me to follow him. He walked towards the passageway that leads to the toilets. I was shocked. Dumbfounded.

He then whistled for me to come along. But I was still in a state of shock. What? Me? You want me?

He went past the emergency door that leads to the emergency staircase and toilets, so I couldn't see him anymore. He was waiting for me. I ignored him and looked out for PC who still hasn't arrived yet. But in my mind, I began to have naughty thoughts. What if I follow him? What if I just go see how daring he is? After all, I don't get this sort of 'excitement' all the time. Just go see see look look la. I have heard of those cruisy stories from friends. I have read about it on erotic stories sites. After all this time in my life, nobody wants me... now got people want to play play with me wor.... after all, I am a HOT dude! What if I go for a quickie? What if.... what if....

He was back to where I was standing, rather persistent, not giving up yet, and asked, "Are you waiting for someone?"

"Yes, waiting for a friend," I replied.
"What time is he coming?"
"She should be here soon."

Sensing that I was disinterested, he politely said, "Oh, ok then. I have to go now. Bye." And he walked off.

I stood there, still waiting for PC. What if....