Chronic Fetish

Julian and I was temaning Dino Dinosaur the other day for his BIG shopping at Giant.

While I was chit chatting with Dino, Julian stopped, pulled my hand and gave me a stunned look.

“What’s up??”
“Aaa…..aaaaa……” – pointing at a direction
“What’s up dude??”, Dino budged in
“Aaa…..aa.a….a..” – still pointing at a direction
Dino and I were puzzled like morons.

Julian pulled us into the clothing section and pointed at a row of school uniforms.

"SOOOOO??????"

With a face filled with super-joy-I’m-in-heaven kinda joy look, he said…
“u….uniform…school uniform…..” *drooooooolll*


Dino and I were still blur

“school uniform!!! School girl!! Kawaii?????”



O… MY… GOD…

*Ladies & Gentleman, fyi, my BB have always have this chronic young school girl fetish*

A minute there I feel like slapping him.

He made us all worried and mana lah tau he gila so suddenly coz his “Aaaa…a.a.a..aaaaa” sounded so cacat and urgent at the same time.

See the Nodame Cantabile slapping poster from my previous post?

Just imagine me doing that to him.

So last night, while waiting for him to finish blogging, I stared at my closet *full of junk*, trying to figure out what to wear for work the next day.

Remembering his cacat mode in Giant, I squinted at my old prefect uniform.

………………

*why is he soooooo into school girls????*

…………………

*touching the skirt*

Hrmmm…..

*touching the coat*

Gosh. It smells old.

This uniform has been in here since 8 years ago

*think*think*think*think*think*

………………….

OK. SO I DID TRY IT ON!!!

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But all I remember after that was I laughed so hard with pillow covering my face.

*runs away*