I was in the grocery store doing a little shopping. As I was standing in the checkout line, these ghetto boys in the line next to me kept smiling and waving, tryin to talk to me. I just figured, you know...same shit, different day. The check out boy was very very polite, kept tryign to make small talk, and would not look directly at me. Odd.....
But whatever, I wasn't paying much attention.
I walk out to my car, unload my grocery's into the trunk, get in my car, look down and realize that my left nipple was poking out the top of my dress.![]()
Well. Now I know why thoes boys were hitting on me.I mean, I havent showered, my hair is in a greasy ponytail, no makeup at all, I look like hell.
It's possible I was putting off a "slutty" vibe, flaunting that nipple.
Good times...


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Once when I was 15, I was dating this boy whose family was incredibly wealthy. They took us out to a very fine restaurant one evening, and I wore pantyhose (something I never do). About halfway through the meal I went to the bathroom, which was all the way on the other side of the restaurant since we'd gotten a nice table at the front.

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