A Nice Visit to the Park
The weather was finally starting to warm up and was at a nice midway point before starting to climb high. Liv, Josh (a mutual friend of ours, her future boyfriend, not the asshole bf though), and I all agreed it was a good day to go to the park.
I had on a green tank top and really low rise light blue jeans. The tank top ended at around 2 inches above my pants, so there was some skin showing, too.
After getting to the car, Liv took a picture of us three. You couldn't actually see my ass crack, but it was pretty obvious. She posted the pic to Instagram. I don't know how, but apparently that picture made the rounds on the creepy middle-aged men Instagram. But hey, at least these men weren't lusting over a bikini picture from when I was in High School. Really weird people, and tangent over.
I got out of the car, and a few inches of my butt crack were out. A small bit of crack was still out when I was standing, but I didn't bother to do anything about it. While we walked, my pants slid down. There were a few people behind me who overtook us but didn't say anything. I did hear a mother and daughter talk about "the trashy girl in front of us," though. I pulled my pants up afterwards, way too public a place to show too much.
Liv wanted me to take a picture of her next to a tree. I crouched, and about 3 inches of my butt crack were showing now. Josh mentioned there was a guy who was standing there and staring.
He apparently stayed there for quite a while as I was taking pictures. We walked some more after that, and Josh joked that maybe that was the mayor who wanted to see more of me. Yeah, so true story, the mayor at the time probably saw my butt crack. I crouched to get something, and around the same time, Liv and the Mayor moved, so if he was looking, he likely saw that. I volunteered for his re-election campaign and was able to hide my ass from every important person involved, even though all my pants are really low-rise. I might post about that later. Side note, when he left office, he apparently considered running for Governor because he thought Gavin Newsom was too moderate. I don't think he did that, though.
We stopped at a table, sat, and talked for a while. Again, 3 inches of my butt crack were out. We talked there for a while, and I forgot my butt was out at all. Yes, there was wind, but I've been showing for years, so it was normal. A young woman around my age tapped me on the shoulder and was like, "Sorry for like bothering you, but your pants are kinda low. I don't want you to get embarrassed or anything..." I pretended to be surprised and thanked her. Josh piped in just before the woman left and joked. "Yeah, that's a common problem with her. I always tell her to stop buying so low waisted pants, but she won't listen." I glared at him like I was upset, I wasn't, of course. He too wasn't being serious, honestly, I think he liked it a lot. He asked me if I had any jeans I could give his girlfriend knowing full well I only wear the lowest pants I can without getting arrested for indecent exposure.
The woman softly chucked and walked away. We talked a bit longer and got up and walked some more. Along the way, I saw a bird, and I fed it. Again, I crouched, and you guessed it, 3 inches of my butt crack were out. After that, we got hungry and went to get something to eat.
If I had to guess, there were a lot of people who saw my butt crack each time and told their friends and family about the oblivious blonde girl at the park who can't for the life of her keep her ass in her pants.
I had on a green tank top and really low rise light blue jeans. The tank top ended at around 2 inches above my pants, so there was some skin showing, too.
After getting to the car, Liv took a picture of us three. You couldn't actually see my ass crack, but it was pretty obvious. She posted the pic to Instagram. I don't know how, but apparently that picture made the rounds on the creepy middle-aged men Instagram. But hey, at least these men weren't lusting over a bikini picture from when I was in High School. Really weird people, and tangent over.
I got out of the car, and a few inches of my butt crack were out. A small bit of crack was still out when I was standing, but I didn't bother to do anything about it. While we walked, my pants slid down. There were a few people behind me who overtook us but didn't say anything. I did hear a mother and daughter talk about "the trashy girl in front of us," though. I pulled my pants up afterwards, way too public a place to show too much.
Liv wanted me to take a picture of her next to a tree. I crouched, and about 3 inches of my butt crack were showing now. Josh mentioned there was a guy who was standing there and staring.
He apparently stayed there for quite a while as I was taking pictures. We walked some more after that, and Josh joked that maybe that was the mayor who wanted to see more of me. Yeah, so true story, the mayor at the time probably saw my butt crack. I crouched to get something, and around the same time, Liv and the Mayor moved, so if he was looking, he likely saw that. I volunteered for his re-election campaign and was able to hide my ass from every important person involved, even though all my pants are really low-rise. I might post about that later. Side note, when he left office, he apparently considered running for Governor because he thought Gavin Newsom was too moderate. I don't think he did that, though.
We stopped at a table, sat, and talked for a while. Again, 3 inches of my butt crack were out. We talked there for a while, and I forgot my butt was out at all. Yes, there was wind, but I've been showing for years, so it was normal. A young woman around my age tapped me on the shoulder and was like, "Sorry for like bothering you, but your pants are kinda low. I don't want you to get embarrassed or anything..." I pretended to be surprised and thanked her. Josh piped in just before the woman left and joked. "Yeah, that's a common problem with her. I always tell her to stop buying so low waisted pants, but she won't listen." I glared at him like I was upset, I wasn't, of course. He too wasn't being serious, honestly, I think he liked it a lot. He asked me if I had any jeans I could give his girlfriend knowing full well I only wear the lowest pants I can without getting arrested for indecent exposure.
The woman softly chucked and walked away. We talked a bit longer and got up and walked some more. Along the way, I saw a bird, and I fed it. Again, I crouched, and you guessed it, 3 inches of my butt crack were out. After that, we got hungry and went to get something to eat.
If I had to guess, there were a lot of people who saw my butt crack each time and told their friends and family about the oblivious blonde girl at the park who can't for the life of her keep her ass in her pants.
