I was at the Padini Factory Outlet Sale with my new colleagues during lunch time (nothing could bond a newbie with her colleagues faster than a shopping trip. When we get back to the office we were firm friends already).
It was utter madness. We went at 12 pm so we were lucky there were not many people at that time, but by the time we went out at 1, the queue I think is about 1 km long and traffic was a murder with cars parked at both sides of the road. A colleague witnessed a Kancil being lifted up and deposited somewhere not obstructing the traffic. Crazy… But to be fair, it was extremely cheap. All my purchases cost RM 6 and RM 9. I bought 2 pairs of khaki shorts for Umar for RM 9 when it used to be RM 68 at the shops
Anyway, I gave my new friends Prema and Michelle my purchases because they were already in front of the paying queue and I waited outside at the junction for them. As I was waiting (luckily it was not that hot), I saw a girl parking her motorbike and that scene brought me back to a time when I was going for extra classes at a center in Kelang with my dimpled friend Shazleen.
In the class there is this very tall girl, rather plump and …. well, very well endowed, if you know what I mean. She always came to class with a rouged face and lipsticks on. And very, very tight clothes. She also drove a huge motorbike to class. Shazleen and I always looked at her in awe, with her motorbike and her ease with boys. Kita orang kena mengorat pun panic. Once I even cried.
One of the male teachers at the center called her Kushboo. I thought it was a term of endearment and one day I saw an old Hindi movie and got the message right away. She was Kushboo indeed.
Moving on, one day we were having a lively discussion in class and the Kushboo calling teacher approached her. He was asking questions and she was answering, chests high and heaving (I really do not know why I can remember the details so well) when she suddenly said, “Cikgu ni… tengok kat situ je pulak….” The teacher gritted his teeth and looked away. I was totally gob smacked, my mouth must have hanged open. I forgot to look at Shazleen because I was so busy looking at the scenes unfolding in front of me. Teacher gave a laugh and walked away. I could remember her face when she said that. Coy. She was looking coyly at the teacher with a dose of a come hither look. I was soooo embarrassed, I had to look away. Talk about how inappropriate it all was.
It was utter madness. We went at 12 pm so we were lucky there were not many people at that time, but by the time we went out at 1, the queue I think is about 1 km long and traffic was a murder with cars parked at both sides of the road. A colleague witnessed a Kancil being lifted up and deposited somewhere not obstructing the traffic. Crazy… But to be fair, it was extremely cheap. All my purchases cost RM 6 and RM 9. I bought 2 pairs of khaki shorts for Umar for RM 9 when it used to be RM 68 at the shops
Anyway, I gave my new friends Prema and Michelle my purchases because they were already in front of the paying queue and I waited outside at the junction for them. As I was waiting (luckily it was not that hot), I saw a girl parking her motorbike and that scene brought me back to a time when I was going for extra classes at a center in Kelang with my dimpled friend Shazleen.
In the class there is this very tall girl, rather plump and …. well, very well endowed, if you know what I mean. She always came to class with a rouged face and lipsticks on. And very, very tight clothes. She also drove a huge motorbike to class. Shazleen and I always looked at her in awe, with her motorbike and her ease with boys. Kita orang kena mengorat pun panic. Once I even cried.
One of the male teachers at the center called her Kushboo. I thought it was a term of endearment and one day I saw an old Hindi movie and got the message right away. She was Kushboo indeed.
Moving on, one day we were having a lively discussion in class and the Kushboo calling teacher approached her. He was asking questions and she was answering, chests high and heaving (I really do not know why I can remember the details so well) when she suddenly said, “Cikgu ni… tengok kat situ je pulak….” The teacher gritted his teeth and looked away. I was totally gob smacked, my mouth must have hanged open. I forgot to look at Shazleen because I was so busy looking at the scenes unfolding in front of me. Teacher gave a laugh and walked away. I could remember her face when she said that. Coy. She was looking coyly at the teacher with a dose of a come hither look. I was soooo embarrassed, I had to look away. Talk about how inappropriate it all was.
So whenever I see a lady on a motorbike, I would always think of her (and her chests). I wonder what happens to her….. And I wonder about that teacher too, really. Hmmmmmm…..
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"So whenever I see a lady on a motorbike, I would always think of her (and her chests).." - wooooo....trying hard to imagine but myra...this is fasting month!
It is not for you to imagine lah abang but for me to remember ... he he
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