Personal slave.
After being high on World cup fever for a month, it was his way of paying back to her. They had shopped around the town hoping to find something to her liking. As a matter of fact, everything was to her liking. He had carried so much stuff that he swore it could supply a small country of models clothes for a year. According to her, everything is a steal. So she's like a thief, that seemed to have stolen his heart too, seeing he's willing to be at her beck and call.
She dashed into another shop, after seeing the words in big bold letters proclaiming 70% off , not caring whether he had followed.Before he knew it, she had already chosen a pair of thongs and bikini and thrusted it into his hands while she picked up another piece of clothing and dashed into the changing room.
He stood there, looking helpless with the incriminating stuff that made him look like a prevert. The salesgirls saw his exasperating expression and giggled.
He felt a sense of embarassment overcome him as he call on her, hoping it would hasten her. What seem like mere minutes felt like hours. Some of the stream of passerbys that had past outside the shop saw him and looked bemused but some, simply didn't care or noticed.
Click, the door opened. Finally! He thought as he looked at her. She looked around, with no clear intention to leave the changing area.
"Do you have a bigger size for this?" she asked the salesgirl that had came to her aid.
"As a matter of fact, we do?" The salesgirl replied politely, "Hang on while I go get it."
He sighed in his mind and thought to himself that, this was going to be another long day.
She dashed into another shop, after seeing the words in big bold letters proclaiming 70% off , not caring whether he had followed.Before he knew it, she had already chosen a pair of thongs and bikini and thrusted it into his hands while she picked up another piece of clothing and dashed into the changing room.
He stood there, looking helpless with the incriminating stuff that made him look like a prevert. The salesgirls saw his exasperating expression and giggled.
He felt a sense of embarassment overcome him as he call on her, hoping it would hasten her. What seem like mere minutes felt like hours. Some of the stream of passerbys that had past outside the shop saw him and looked bemused but some, simply didn't care or noticed.
Click, the door opened. Finally! He thought as he looked at her. She looked around, with no clear intention to leave the changing area.
"Do you have a bigger size for this?" she asked the salesgirl that had came to her aid.
"As a matter of fact, we do?" The salesgirl replied politely, "Hang on while I go get it."
He sighed in his mind and thought to himself that, this was going to be another long day.
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