Whoop-PISH!!! BY -D-

let's start with something a bit weaker for my (temporary?) comeback; you know how, after it rains, frogs start croaking like crazy, and some of these croaks don't sound like the others, to the point it sounds something that was made by a person... or so it seems?

yeah. again, this story has nothing to do with that. Focus, people.

first, let me tell you a bit about the 3rd house i lived in, prior to my current home. a couple of years after moving in, dad decided to renovate and make an extension of the house. this extension uses up the whole back lawn, resulting in: a larger kitchen, a proper store room and a maid's room, the last two accessible only by going outside. these extensions also resulted in a small alley, if you will, with no door or gate, later used as our outside laundry area. this alley is located just behind the walls of the guest toilet.

second, let me tell you about a demonstration from the people from Jerudong Prison in 97/98, around a month before the incident: the school has called the people from JP in to show us a demonstration of whipping someone in the arse, for the sole purpose of deterring us from becoming criminals. had a front row seat to it all, and the sound the whip makes etched into my ears VERY well.

now, onto the night of the incident, and in a case so rare in my stories, i'm involved in it: i remember it being on the night before Friday.... or Sunday. i was in the living room, watching Star Movies with the trusty Decoder late at night, eyes totally fixed to the tv screen, awaiting the moment a sex scene comes out (13, and hormones a ragin'),or in a lesser case, boobs.... tits..... hooters.... jugs.... love pillows... look, i have a ton of these, and i'm not afraid to use em' like an immature 13 year old, in alphabetical order. anyway, there i was, sittin' too close to the tv, fingers ready to change the channel in case someone comes up, when suddenly, i heard a noise.

at first, i thought the fan was acting up, but it came from another direction: the guest toilet. the sound was eerily familiar yet, rarely heard. my first thoughts of it was that it sounded quite similar to a wet cloth being slammed down on concrete as someone washes it. however, when the maids do the laundry (behind the wall of the guest toilet), they never made such a sound. then another thought crossed my mind: my brother and his wife's room was next to the toilet. they were probably doing something kinky, and thus, i ignored it and focused on the granter of my early teen desires: crappy 80's/90's B-Movies promising some skin.

a few minutes later, the sound was still there, still going at it's somewhat clockwork pace. something at the back of my mind told me "this is clearly not my brother and his missus going at it". then, anxiety kicks in. as i froze there, sitting on the floor, the noise kept going on non-stop. curiousity got the best of me, and after mustering up a bit of courage, i slowly headed to the toilet, and slowly opened the door: nothing. but the sound was definitely coming from behind the walls, from the laundry area. i stood there for awhile, staring at the wall, confirming it did not come from another direction, when i then realized it; the sound, that went "Whoop-PISH!Whoop-PISH!Whoop-PISH!..", was too sharp and too solid to have come from a cloth. it was the familiar sound of a whip being swung. only difference from the demonstration was the sound of the impact: unlike leather, the sound was more dampened. as if it was swung at flesh. from there, i did not wanna know how the sound of a whip hitting flesh was being made from outside, late at night, past 1 AM. hence i did the usual: went to my room and sleep, the sound echoed through my ears.

now, you're still probably thinking "HAW! maybe the maid really was doing some late night laundry!". did i mention that everyone, including the maids, except for me, my brother and his wife, and my little sisters, were over at my grandparent's place preparing for my uncle's wedding? no? now you know. and when i mentioned this to the maids months later, they confirmed hearing it from time to time. even the neighbours next door, who they spoke with sometimes, can hear a faint echo of it from their place.