We got a phone call from a dear friend, and he wants to come over and hang with us, and borrow our shower. Which is fine by us, we don't mind much. So after a bit of chit chatting, he goes and hops up in the shower.
He comes down and then we resume chit chatting, and whatnot. Then he leaves.
Exciting right? Just wait for it.
Fast forward a couple hours later, I go up and use the same bathroom. I'm sitting there doing my biz on the john, and look up at the shower curtain, admiring the seashells, and for some reason counting the shower rings.
1...2...3... O. M. G.!!!
I sware my pee jumped back in me, I was in shock and immediately turned red from ear to ear.
Guess what I saw hanging on the shower rod?
My mutherfriggin GRANNY HIPSTER CHONIES!!!!
O. M. G. x100
They were undoubtedly seen of course. Yet no mention of my colorful tent like panties were made.
So now I'm sitting here wondering if I got away with them not being seen, as I really wish, or if I will NEVER live this down.
Please excuse me while I go hide under my chonies, and die for awhile.
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