89. Lingerie

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I carried in my hands the plastic bag that contained the toy she had bought as I walked after her. She was quite lively as she walked with light footsteps and a smile on her face the last time I checked. Her long silver-white hair flowed down to her lower back, and they moved with each step she took.

We made our way through the mall, stopping occasionally in shops that caught her interest. She would then look around the store, searching for things that were either for her or for other people that she knew as Christmas gifts. It pained me to watch her shop for those gifts so early, but I knew that if I were to say anything, she would probably make fun of me. Therefore, I kept it all pent up within me.

Time passed in a speedy fashion, and it would appear that my moodiness had affected Luna. She would occasionally look back at me, frowning as she saw my bitter face. However, she would often simply sigh and continue on with her shopping, knowing that I'll follow after her. Slowly but surely, the bags that I carried increased in numbers while she continued her march through the mall.

"Did you want me to come with you just so that you have someone to carry your stuff?" I asked her.

"That's one of the reasons," she smiled as she turned around and walked backwards for a bit so that she could observe me. However, after seeing that bitter look on my face, that smile seemed to vanish as she turned around once again to face the road. This made it impossible for me to catch a glimpse of her face and see what she was feeling.

Our journey through the mall soon took us to the upper levels where clothing were being sold. Like before, we weaved in and out of the various stores to see what was offering and not buying anything. It would appear that she was simply interested in looking at some clothes, which explains why we're here on this floor of the mall.

As we exited a men's clothing store, I saw her turn around towards me with a sly grin on her face. It puzzled me somewhat for I wasn't sure what was the meaning behind it, but I was certain that I'll find out sooner or later. So without any comments, I continued after her.

The stores that she led me into slowly changed its targeted audience. It started with men's stores, then to family stores, and from that, to women's clothing stores. It was particularly awkward at the end there since you would usually never see males in the female section of this mall. Especially when it's a lingerie shop.

I blushed as I followed her into the lingerie store, feeling the suspicious gazes being directed at me from all sides. I could hear murmurings from the customers and store employees alike, talking about whether or not they should call security to remove me from the store.

I didn't blame them. Looking around me, all I see were bras and panties of different colors and styles. There were the adult and mature kind with the laces and then there's also the plain regular types. However, all of them are off limits to people of my gender.

"You see what happens now when you stay so far from me?" Luna suddenly turned around and said to me with her hands on her waist, as if stating the obvious.

"Y-yeah," I nodded, darting my eyes about in fear that people would actually call security on me.

Luna chuckled and then smiled. She walked over towards me and then brought her arms around my left arm, the one side where I wasn't carrying anything with. This gesture of her's, so sudden and out of the blue, led to me panicking in shock. My heart rate increased, especially when my arm was buried between her breasts and felt the softness of them through her school uniform.

"This way," she blushed rose to her tippy-toes so that she could whisper into my ear,"no one would suspect a thing."

I felt my heart pounding in my chest as my ears were stimulated by the air that she breathed out when she breathed or talked. In addition, her voice sounded oddly erotic and sexy when being whispered into my ears at such a close distance. While she spoke in the charming matter, she hugged my left arm even closer to her chest, allowing me to feel even more of her breast through the sleeves of my blazer. For a second there, I mourned the fact that it wasn't summer time and I wasn't wearing the short-sleeved version of my school uniform.

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