10:20, 2007-Apr-5
It was aerobic practice, and I was changing into the tight, short blue shorts which were more like hot pants than shorts, and the loose, semi-translucent shift of a t-shirt that our school said was a T-shirt. But this time, in the cubicle, I stuffed my sports bra and thong into my school bag. Mike was having fitness training and I wanted to surprise him after training.
"Hey, Sue, you are not wearing a bra!" My friend Leo squealed.
"Yes, I am! Just that dumb people can not see it!" I laughed. My aerobic friends giggled, but they were pretty cool with it. You had to look pretty carefully to see that I was not wearing any. And with all that movement involved in Aerobic, I felt pretty ok with it. The cotton rubbing against my nipples was betraying me though. I hoped they did not stand out too much.
