Women of all nature have this tendency to show off their goods tanpa mengambil kira perasaan orang lain. If their goodness is the shit, lain ceritalah. I'm still talking about legs. Not chest hams. Yang bergetar, yang berselulit, yang ughhh, mempunyai koleksi syiling, apa dah tak ada malu lagi dah?
Diwajibkan menutup aurat bersebab. And one of the reason is this, to cover up what you've done fucked up. Semalam di emporium, aku berjalan dari kedai ke kedai untuk mencari jeans. Aku ter-lock-on pada sepasang kaki yang putih mulus dan bersih dari segala cela, lemak, selulit, what have you. All waxed and shit. The real deal. Stuff you read in the Pimp's Bible. Aku mengekori dia lantas jeans ke mana, apa entah ke mana. Before I knew it, I followed her to the ladies room.
Dalam hiruk pikuk jeritan wanita di dalam tandas, aku sempat cakap pada pemilik that sexy thang, "I'd like to pour honey all over your legs and lick it like a hungry bear." Dia lempang aku. And everything went back to normal.
I didn't feel a thing. Darah aku semua dah turun ke organ reproduktif. My hormone gland was on overdrive. I couldn't get the image of her sexy legs out of my head. As I was about to run off to the nearest men's room to rub one out which happened to be right next to the toilet that woman went into, I ran into her, again.
Dia tengok aku atas bawah.
"I'd like to do the same thing you said but with candles and ropes."
Well, fuck them jeans. I'll always wear my shorts. The shorter the better.
Thank God for my both vascular and muscular legs. Can't get these by cycling like a moron.
