I'm sure if I searched my memory banks from high school through today I could come up with a dozen or more instances like this. One that comes to mind right away is this "party" my little high school clique of band geeks threw at one house where the parents were away one night the summer after senior year but before college. I put "party" in quotes because our parties were all decidedly lame non-racous affairs with relatively little alcohol, no real dancing or sexiness or anything, video games and board games were often played. There was usually about 15-20 people, fairly evenly divided by gender. This one party was lame even by our standards, we watched the first Spider-Man movie on DVD, some people were quietly chatting in little groups, video games were turned on, some people were even passing out on the couches and stuff. My friend and I decided to bounce around 11, go grab late-night burgers or something.
Then I found out the next day that the party had somehow picked back up around midnight, some more alcohol was consumed and a game of strip foosball had broken out at the foosball table in the den, and this one cute band girl I had known pretty well since elementary school - the sort of girl so sweet and geeky and innocent-seeming you couldn't picture her being sexual in any way ever, and who all the way through finishing high school dressed so conservatively nuns would approve - had taken her top and bra off for about five minutes to the cheers and applause of everyone there. (This was before the age of the camera phone.) Apparently she was blushing and laughing like crazy and did the covering-her-nipples-with-one-arm thing for a couple minutes before just giving up and letting it all hang out for a couple more minutes. Apparently she even briefly stood around holding her beer and chatting with some guys wearing nothing but her jeans before getting dressed again. No one else girls or guys stripped beyond underwear.
Needless to say I was very unhappy to hear this and to know that several of my friends had now seen this girl's tits that I assumed would probably never be seen by anyone but her future husband. I attended more band clique parties that summer, most of them with her there, but nothing similar ever happened again. She was right back to dressing like she was on her way to church. This was like 13 years ago and the girl in question is now a standard suburban mom, and I kick myself to this day for leaving that party and not witnessing her night of life on the wild side!
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