Big Girl Panties

1998

In my early teen years, there was that guy I had a crush on, and in the summer we hung out together a lot. Well, once, on a summer day of that very summer, we were joking and fooling around in my room. It was like, pillow fighting, toys throwing, ridiculous sort of thing. Anyways, suddenly, he decided to grab me and turn me upside down by holding me by my legs. (For some reason, he did it often at the time.)

Anyways, it was rather inconvenient, so to help myself up a little I decided to grab his arm. Well, I mean, I thought it was an arm. I swear to God, by the feel of its width it truly felt like a real honest-to-god arm. Then I looked up and saw what I was actually holding at the moment. It really. Really. Was. Not. An arm.

You want some advice boys? If you don't want your "junior" to be available to others, including the information about its state of peacefulness (or restlessness, for that matter), don't wear thin sports pants around people who might accidentally test the power of the boundaries of these very pants.

Anyways, I think I gave my crush one of the first hottest moments of his newly pubartized (hmm… it's like baptized) life. He'd quickly put me down and ran out of the room though.

I still wonder where he went?..