<div class="floatleft">(http://fdzeta.com/data/MetaMirrorCache/_2vtxicw.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">JUN HIDEKO</span></span></strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=237289.msg11683894#msg11683894)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mall/Lingerie Shop<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Abigail/Terra (Angiejuusan); Open<hr/><br/>For a very brief moment, Jun was actually curious as to what Abigail had in mind.  Until a button popped out from his shirt.<br/><br/>"Nanda kore wa?!"<em>What the hell is this?</em>It was a testament to Jun's state of bewilderment that he broke his general politeness.  And his voice as well.  The increased bust size had also pushed the neatly stacked boxes he was holding out of alignment and causing him to wobble about for a moment until he got the stack under control.<br/><br/><em>*Hey, did you just...*</em>Despite being unfinished, it was fairly obvious what Jun was asking, but being quick of mind, he had a fairly good idea of what had happened and why it was happening.  He tried very hard not to concentrate too much on what had gone missing between his legs.  Since she was trying to help, there was no holding this emasculation of his maleness against her.<em>*Nevermind!  Let's just do this quickly!  Miquel has gone down that way!*</em><br/><br/>Sighing loudly, he wondered what he had done to deserve this?  Was he born under an unlucky star?  Had the kami decided to give him this bothersome quality when he conceived?  At this moment, Jun was very much a supporter of giving the finger to the freedom of press.