Tattletale Wedgie

There's nothing like a catching a nice hot sale. To top it off its limited in stock so there's only a few to go around. I just so happened to become the very last one to be selected. As the clerk came waltzing down the lane his fingers pointed at each and every single one of us and stops at me. Sweat broke from my forehead thinking that could've been me not selected.

Explaining to them in the most polite way possible the guy broke the bad news to them. And to think, that could've been me if id slept any later than I was suppose to. As they slumped away devastated I focus my attention ahead for once. Being so self conscious of my appearance I kept my body held up against the white brick wall tightly. Being that I woke up late I threw my hand everywhere gathering clothes to wear. If tight jeans, skimpy shirt, and embarrassing underwear doesn't give a retired nerd chills then I don't know what will. 

Focusing at the front I just so happened to have met my partner in crime, Matching my hideous combination of tight and skimpy little miss sassy wore her Pink panties underneath. A lot of people acknowledge sagging as a fashion but to those it has to be with designer or matching underwear. Hers was nothing of the sort. Designer maybe, but the Pink printed on the back with floral as the writing gave me "Give Me A Wedgie" vibes.

As i scrolled through my phone they sagged lower. It just so happened i took a screenshot whiles having the camera face her lower back. She turned to me and squints her eye towards me as I glare up. "You do know taking photos of someone without their consent is against the law!" She proclaimed. I notice she was clearly furious with me so I didn't egg on the situation, i simply showed her the screenshot. 

"Hmph." She shrugs off. 

"You should pull up your pants." I said softly.

"Excuse me!" She turned once more.

"Sam?!!" A girl screams. 

Sam turns and was instantly sank into the girls chest with a pull. She was even taller than me but that's not the case. I'm here for one thing and one thing only. After the two greeted each other Sam directed her attention to me once the question was asked.

"So is this the line?" She asked.

"Yh, you could come right in front of me." Sam responds.

Sliding the girl in front of her Sam looks at me and gives me a quick grin as she turns and face the back, still pants low. 

"Um, no your skipping! There's only a limited amount!" I blurted out, sounding a bit hostile. 

"Chill Goldie Locs, its only a game." Sam's friend states. 

"Security!!" I shouted.

Grunting softly, Sam's friend holds her hand up and maneuvers behind me where Sam looks at me with a distinct look of hatred.

"You should know your entire back is covered with debris from this paint." Sam friend states. 

Turning to see it for myself Sam caught a glimpse of my underwear. All i felt was sweaty hands grasping onto them as she called to her friend. 

"Jessie would you believe this geek told me pull up my pants. And look, missy's wearing space rocket panties." Sam teased. 

In an attempt to be released Sam hoisted me in and pulled me closer. Felt as if I was roped in and was subdued by the shocking and nostalgic feeling of an upcoming wedgie. Jessie didn't know what was coming until she Sam pulled as hard as she could and saw my eyes pop out of my head. Both laughed at me as she flung me off the sidewalk only to land on my bubble butt.

I was helped up by a muscular gentleman by the name of 'Mark'. I couldn't have been more surprised to have found out this was the security I called out to moments ago. Took him long enough. The embarrassment was to trifling that he could've felt the humiliation reeking out of me and asked the golden question. 

"Who Did This!!!"