I was initially putting this in my thread "Be careful what you ask for", but it fits much better in here.
Although I really didn't per see witness the entire incident, I did a see a few things nonetheless, and I thought it was funny. Renee didn't.
I was seeing this woman, Renee. She was a history professor at a Catholic College and to the outside very conservative and modest. The "Renee personal and close-up" was quite a different story.
There was a lake not too far away, with a very small beach (artificial, I think). There were also a few picnic tables with grills and a playground and some grassy area for people to lay down. We would go there usually on a Sunday afternoon, hopefully before the masses of people showed up and we will get a good picnic table.
That fateful Sunday, I picked her up and we went to the lake, found a nice picnic table and began setting up.
I retrieved the cooler from the car and Renee went to the small building in the center of the place, which had a few changing cabins. all of a sudden I hears some screaming and a commotion from the cabins and I looked up.
There was Renee in all her glory pulling her bathing suit up. Then she grabbed her clothes, came running towards me and told me in no uncertain terms that she was ready to go home - NOW!!!.
On the way back, she told me (By then she was actually laughing again) that she had been completely undressed and tried to put on her bathing suit. Somehow, she lost her balance and bumped the door with her butt, and the door went open. She lounged after the door, but at the end, she was outside the cabin with the door in her hand and her bathing suit on her ankles.
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