Salute The Bad (ON HOLD.)

10. bra shopping, and listening to rambles.

"I'm hungry." I whined for the hundredth time.

"No, not this one. The texture is too blah, you know?" She said, as she ignored me for the hundredth time.

"Mom, we have been here for five hours. And this is the only shop we have entered." I complained, my stomach growled.

"Uh, this color is not for me. I mean look at it." She said, as she held the thing that made us stay here longer than planned.

"I know. Now can we eat?" I tried again, I never give up when it comes to food.

Who gives up on food?

"That one looks good." She said, as she pointed at the pink laced thing. She walked towards it, with me trailing behind her.

"Aww, its not my size." She whined, as she looked at it longingly. "But, it looks like its your size Sam." She said, her eyes lit up again.

"No, pink is not my color." I shook my head in denial.

"I know hun-" I interrupted her.

"Then why do you keep getting me pink things?" I glared, at the thing she was holding.

"Because its my favorite color." She whined, while my stomach growled.

"But its not mine." I whined back.

"Please, do it for me." I shook my head, looking away from her. "Take it, and I'll buy you food."

"Okay." I agreed as soon as I heard the most mighty word. Food.

I'll explain, so today is that time of the month. No not that time. I mean that time we get to go shopping. And my mom won't decide on what she wants to buy. And of course with my dad ditching me with his crazy wife, who takes her time when choosing a bra. And then there's me, I have been following this women's ass the whole day, with an empty stomach, which won't stop growling.

So here we are, in one of the best bra, thong, pantie, and lingerie shops. And guess how long we have been here for? I'll answer that, five freaking hours! No, there are no long lines, the shop is as empty as it can be. Oh, and guess how many items we have chosen, five. I know, you did the math and realized that everything she chose took her one hour to choose.

"Okay now all we have to do is," she gasped, while looking behind me.

"What?" I asked, feeling a bit concern.

"That is the most perfect piece of lingerie I have ever seen." She was still looking at the thing from behind me. I slowly turned to face indeed 'the most perfect piece of lingerie I have ever seen'.

"Do you think it will work on your dad." The minute she asked that, my empty intestines dropped, I don't know how but they did.

"Dad, y-yeah. Maybe." I said, my eyes not leaving the lingerie. "Mom?"

"Hmm?" She said, as she strolled to the drool worthy lingerie.

"Can we, can I go get my food?" I said, she waved me off.

"Finally." I matured to myself.

Let's see, where to eat? McDonald's or pizza hut. I think pizza hut, cause when was the last time I ate pizza? McDonald can wait, I need pizza.

I started walking towards the shop. While I did that, I thought of the things I'll do to my pizza. I think I might get arrested for abusing pizza, is that a thing? Right before I walked in, someone stopped me. I was so close.