The urge was uncontrollable. My salivary glands seemed to have malfunctioned on me as I stood rooted on the spot, indefatigably scrutinizing every part of her stupefying body. She emancipated an aura so magnificent and sublime, my bunk-mates and I had a sudden attack of epilepsy. Our body metabolism rates increased significantly as our hormones raged beyond any point of control. There were adrenaline rushes to weird parts of our body and within seconds, our innate monkey instincts took over us. We screeched, howled and growled as gallons of saliva dripped from the openings of our mouths. She was truly heaven's divine creation - an angel manifested with sugar, spice and everything nice.
There was a prodigious reaction as she strutted past us in the tropical island of Pulau Tekong. After about 3 weeks of not having the omnipotent gender (females) in sight, we were all astounded by her mere presence and were abandoned in a state of veneration - Even though she was a 70-year-old canteen helper.
It is finally understood why those serving National Service are often labelled as "Desperate NS Men".
I think i'm evolving into one.
Fuck.
