One time while I was on my period while in college and on a 2 mile midnight run with my boyfriend (so I could take my mind of my cramps)…the lining of my pantishield happened to separate from its covering, and started slowly but surely crawling up the back of my underwear. This was rather embarrassing, but we were in the middle of a residential area and there was no logical place to escape this situation gracefully. I frantically looked around for a garbage can, but there were none in sight. So I let him get in front of me, surreptitiously stuck my hand into the back of my pants, pulled it out… and pitched it into some shrubbery, all without breaking stride. lol!
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