Birthday bash!!!

It's the time of the year again... Everyone's birthday is round the corner except for #3. Her birthday is usually year end. So...

Housemate no. 1's birthday is round the corner. (If you want to know the actual date, please contact her directly.) We planned something really special for her together with our church members. And, we're gonna make sure she gets wet. I mean she'll be wet. Erm... Well... she's gonna be wet...

Anyway, because she's gonna get wet, we need to change her and un-wet her. Being the good housemate, I went and find a set of clothes for her to change when she gets wet...

In Housemate no. 1's room.

Looks neat as usual. The wall has several photos of herself and erm... more herself and some more of herself... It appears that she worship herself and none other. Nearer to the chest of drawers hung a set of bra strap.. what the..?? further down Nokia hands free kit. On top of the chest of drawers mirror, comb, nail clipper.. nothing fascinating.

So I opened the drawers to find her clothes. First drawer some unwashed panties and bra.. eewwkk! second drawer... hmm... SM equipments and some torn photos of Merv and her other flings. Third drawer some used condoms, contraseptic pills, sleeping pills, ectascy pills, used tampons... where the heck are her clothes?

"wei, Mr. Chan! No clothes leh... Look at all these stuff".. *fingers holding her nose..

"Fetish! wah lau! SM equipment. I can use this..." *started whipping himself and trying on the handcuffs...

"we are looking for her clothes la dei..."

"ok ok solli.."

"dun tell me she only got one set of clothes meh?", referring to the white top and jeans skirt she always wear..

"maybe la... Merv likes mar... so she throw the rest away.."

"wei... there's a suitcase under her bed la... lets see what's in there.."

The bag was sooo heavy that Mr. Chan couldn't even move the bag. Have to dirty my hands to help him with the bag. We dragged the bag out and open it... we finally found her clothes but along with it, flies, cockroaches, lizards started crawling out of the bag...

"eeww!!! kill the roaches... faster... use the whip!" said Mr. Chan

"you kill la you so pandai..."

Mr. Chan ran out and left me all alone with those pests. I managed to grab her clothes and left. Minutes later... Mr. Chan came back and started fogging her room.

On the day of her birthday surprise, she was no doubt wet. In fact so wet that she has to go home and wash herself clean before putting a new set of clothes simply because Mr. Chan chased her around the field of Curtin trying to wet Juls with his balls... And was not exactly accurate at hitting at her. But managed to wet her finally. Looks pretty much like a documentary during mating season.

That's all folks...

I'm housemate no. 2 signing off - Take care of yourself and... each other