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Isabella is Lazarus
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Ok, I'll play. I was a sophomore in high school. One of the fashion statements for the era were micro-mini skirts with matching trunks (i.e. undies) underneath. I was walking along with the apple of my eye, Ed, flirting and being coy. We were about to walk down the stairs to the gym. There was a railing in the middle of the stairway that broke it into two sides. Being the talented gal that I was, I thought I would slide down the railing to the bottom, thus impressing the boy and getting his attention. I sat on the railing, started to slide, lost my balance, and flipped over upside down catching myself with my knees so I didn't hit the ground. Needless to say, gravity did its part and my skirt flipped down (up?) thus showing that I was indeed wearing matching trunks under the skirt. It was an extremely difficult position to get out of gracefully and the boy was trying to figure out how to help without being fresh... so he just stood there until I finally wriggled myself off the railing and back onto my feet. I did get his attention though... :lol:
No digital cameras back then... and besides, I'm sure if you used that vivid imagination of yours, Shiny, you'd be pretty close.// and then some.
No digital cameras back then... and besides, I'm sure if you used that vivid imagination of yours, Shiny, you'd be pretty close.// and then some.
was this the 70's...that was my girlfriend of the time, Mary LouMy family and I went to Disneyland in California one summer during my parent's vacation. I might have been home from college or somethign, because I must have been 17 or 18.
I don't know if any of you have ever been in Disneyland before the park opens, but basically the park funnels everyone onto main street and blocks the rest of the park off with two huge gates. They make numerous announcements about the park opening in a couple of minutes and they ask everyone to please refrain from running to the rides.
Well, when the gate opened, it was like the Boston Marathon. My brother and I, being the good kids we were took off at a slow jog. As things slowed and people calmed down a little, this beautiful girl, about 5 feet tall walks past my brother and I. She had the tiniest waist and biggest ****s I had ever seen. I was amazed. After she passed and I thought she was out of ear-shot, I told my brother, "Did you see those? They can't be real!" That girl spun around and yelled loud enough for everyone in the area to look right at me, "Yes, they are real, you ******* pervert!"
I tried to hide behind my brother, but he wouldn't have any of it, so he took off. I felt like I stood there for 5 minutes just dumbfounded at how much of a ******* I was. Now, it's funny.
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