Susan excitedly joined David and me at our bus stop, equivalent to one or two city blocks away.
Shortly into the start of our new school year, the bus carried us along our hour-long route. We were the lucky passengers picked to get on first and ride the longest. On the return trip, we were among the last to get off. It wasn’t fair then and it isn’t fair now.
During the following bus incident it’s important to remember that girls wore dresses and skirts to school, no slacks allowed.
“Hey Mary, did you teach your little sister how to dress?” asked Eddie and Gary together.
I looked up from my book. Susan was several seats ahead, climbing over the seat in front of her. Her hind-end faced us, hanging out from her dress.
I wore two pair of underpants in kindergarten. Susan wore none. Can you say, “Peek-a-boo“?
She claims no recollection of her accidental nakedness. It is my duty to keep reminding her.
Lesson learned: Two is slightly better than none, and stay seated while your bus is moving.
Now it’s your turn: Do you have an underpants story?
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