Camping trip tattletale

My class went on a camping trip one weekend. I was psyched because there was this one guy I really liked a lot, and I thought I might get a chance to tell him how I felt. Everyone was playing jailbreak one night in the dark, and I noticed that my crush just disappeared. A few minutes later, he came back waving one of my bras in the air. He’d gone into my cabin, rifled through my bag and decided to parade around with it and tell everyone my bra size. Every single person laughed at me for the rest of the trip, but at least I wasn’t crushing on that arrogant idiot any longer, right?


by GL Reader | 2/1/2016