A million years ago I had a crush on a boy at school. I can't remember his name now but he had a car and offered to drive me home from school.
So, I was 5' 7'' and as skinny as a zipper and about 15.
Getting panty hose to fit was always a bit of a prob. Either the crutch was down around my knees or the waist was up to my neck.
I chose a tight pair this day that I prayed wouldn't fall down.
When we got home I started to get out of the car, elegantly, one leg at a time.
Unfortunately, my tights split and the sound was like a horse farting.
Haven't seen the bloke since. I can't begin to imagine what he told his friends.
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