Itchy Bra

School

In my class we were studying plants, and that particular day we were studying their seeds and how they reproduce. Since my teacher lived right next door to the school, we walked over to her house and collected as many seeds as we could so we could look at them under a microscope. Just my luck, I got those little seeds that stick to you all over and down my shirt.

When I got back I went in the bathroom and shook out my shirt and bra, but it didn't help much. I remembered that I brought a sweater that day, so I went in the bathroom and changed. I wasn't very big busted or anything, so I figured I could take off my bra too, because it itched and it was the end of the day anyway.

I put on my sweater and rolled my bra up into my shirt, and then put my clothes under the table where we kept all of our book bags, figuring it would be safe.

Well, my crush, John, was flirting like he always, and for some strange reason rolling around on the floor in front of the table. He ended up rolling under it, and landed on my pile of clothes. It unrolled, and out came my bra. He freaked out and held it up like it was a piece of trash, and yelled, "WHO'S LINGERIE IS THIS?!?!"

I was sooo freaked I went up and grabbed it, and no one will let me live it down even today, three years later.
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What a sight!