THE TIGHT SKIRT AND THE TEXAN...
Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 10:49 pmTHE TIGHT SKIRT AND THE TEXAN...
In a crowded city at a busy bus stop, a curvy young woman wearing a tight
mini skirt was waiting for a bus. As the bus stopped and it
was her turn to get on, she became aware that her skirt was too tight to
allow her leg to come up to the height of the first step off the bus.
Slightly embarrassed and with a quick smile to the bus driver, she reached
behind her to unzip her skirt a little, thinking that this would give her
enough slack to raise her leg She tried to take the step, only to discover
that she couldn't.
So, a little more embarrassed, she once again reached behind her to unzip
her skirt a little more, and for the second time attempted the step. Once
again, much to her chagrin, she could not raise her leg. With a little
smile to the driver, she again reached behind to unzip a little more and
again was unable to take the step.
About this time, a large Texan who was standing behind her picked her up
easily by the waist and placed her gently on the step of the bus. She
went ballistic and turned to the would-be Samaritan and yelled, 'How dare
you touch My body! I don't even know who you are!'
The Texan smiled and drawled, 'Well, ma'am, normally I would agree with
you, but after you unzipped my fly three times, I kinda figured we was
friends.'
In a crowded city at a busy bus stop, a curvy young woman wearing a tight
mini skirt was waiting for a bus. As the bus stopped and it
was her turn to get on, she became aware that her skirt was too tight to
allow her leg to come up to the height of the first step off the bus.
Slightly embarrassed and with a quick smile to the bus driver, she reached
behind her to unzip her skirt a little, thinking that this would give her
enough slack to raise her leg She tried to take the step, only to discover
that she couldn't.
So, a little more embarrassed, she once again reached behind her to unzip
her skirt a little more, and for the second time attempted the step. Once
again, much to her chagrin, she could not raise her leg. With a little
smile to the driver, she again reached behind to unzip a little more and
again was unable to take the step.
About this time, a large Texan who was standing behind her picked her up
easily by the waist and placed her gently on the step of the bus. She
went ballistic and turned to the would-be Samaritan and yelled, 'How dare
you touch My body! I don't even know who you are!'
The Texan smiled and drawled, 'Well, ma'am, normally I would agree with
you, but after you unzipped my fly three times, I kinda figured we was
friends.'