My sister Toby rekindled my love for fountain pens, a few years back, when she bought me a black beauty for my birthday. When we lived in Switzerland, as kids, fountain pens were all we used in school. Oh what fun we kids had, flicking them at each other, when the teacher left the room!
I failed to pack that gem of a pen so I don't have it with my here in Beijing; that really bummed me out. I love to write handwritten notes and using a fountain pen to do so just ups my writing game. I honestly think I write better content when using that pen.
I've always been a bit of a pen snob though. Maybe it's because I did use fountain pens in my youth! You'll never see me chuck anything faster than a bad pen. Hell I'd hang on to a bad boyfriend longer than I'd hang on to a crappy pen!
Our junk drawer at home is filled with pens. I will grab one to scribble down a phone number or an appointment but the second that tip hits the paper and it doesn't feel right... it is g-o-n-e... GONE!
But today I'm back in fountain pen bliss! We went to the Tianyi Market in the Xicheng District; it's an almost indescribable place. Seriously... I don't even know that I can put into words what this place is like. When you pull up... and we were fortunate enough to have a driver again today... you don't know whether you're going to a circus or an amusement park! But I think that might be a blog post for another day.
The great thing about these various markets is you have no idea what you're going to find there. Today, at Tianyi, I found fountain pens and bottles of ink! The pen Toby bought me uses ink cartridges. I think that's the type we used all those years ago in school but I could be mistaken. In any case, the ones I saw... and OK lets get this elephant out of the room... bought... OK, two... get off my ass... use vacuum filler technology. I've only filled one so far and I can already tell it's going to take some practice, and finesse, to get a 100% fill.
I bought a royal blue Hero, which is an, almost 100 year old, Chinese manufacturer and gets pretty good reviews. The other one, which I have not yet filled, is a pearl white M&G which I know nothing about.
The nib on the Hero is a little fine for my taste. But it's been my experience these tend to loosen up a bit; sort of like a fine pair of leather shoes. I hope that's the case with this one.
Paper matters greatly, as well, with fountain pens. If you want to know what writing-perfection feels like then try scribing on linen paper with a smooth-flowing fountain pen... Oh. Yeah. Baby.
So if you're into writing handwritten notes and letters, or if you think you want to but just never get around to it... get yourself a fountain pen.
And write something nice. To me!
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Sambungan dari bagian 02
Tidak lama kemudian, terasa tangan Eni menekan pantatku pelan-pelan dan kembali kutekan penisku sehingga sekarang sudah masuk semua dengan tanpa ada keluhan dari Eni. "Eenn..., masih sakiitt..?", Tanyaku dan Eni hanya menggelengkan kepalanya pelan. Karena Eni sudah tidak merasakan kesakitan lagi, segera saja aku mulai menggerakkan penisku pelan-pelan keluar masuk vaginanya, sedangkan Eni hanya mengelus-eluskan tangannya di punggungku.
Makin lama gerakan penisku kupercepat dan Eni mulai ikut menggerakkan pinggulnya sambil bersuara, "aahh..., sshh..., aahh..., aahh..., sshh..., teruus..., Paak". Aku tidak menuruti permintaannya dan segera kuhentikan gerakan penisku dan kucabut keluar dari vaginanya dan Eni kelihatannya memprotes kelakuanku, "Paak..., kenapaa..". Aku tidak menjawab protesnya tetapi kubilang, "Eenn..., coba sekarang Eni berbalik dan nungging". Eni menuruti permintaanku tanpa protes dan setelah kuatur kakinya, secara pelan-pelan kutusukkan penisku ke dalam vaginanya dari belakang dan kutekan agak kuat sehingga membuat Eni berteriak kecil, "aahh..", dan segera kugerakkan penisku keluar masuk vaginanya dan Eni bersuara, "aahh..., oohh..., aah..., ooh..., aahh", seirama dengan kocokan penisku keluar masuk.
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