Doper females, did you ever flash "the girls"

[SSG_Schwartz]

@DianaG

Have your friends considered seeing someone about having those sticks removed from their asses?

I don’t recall ever flashing random strangers, but by your friend’s definition of aberrant, I’ve been aberrant all over the damned place. And if sex *isn’t * bolstering your self-esteem, you’re doing it wrong. Just sayin’.

Y’know, I love your no-nonsense straight forward responses to my senseless threads.

SSG Schwartz

[vison]

@Anne Neville

Do people who do this not wear bras, do they wear front-hook bras, or are they just better at getting out of their bras quickly than I am? I couldn’t do a quick flash even if I wanted to- I’d have to get my bra off, and I can’t do that anything like quickly or non-obviously.

She wasn’t wearing a bra. This was a number of years ago when her - um - girls could hold their end up on their own, so to speak. She was wearing, and I can see it now, bless her heart, a yellow tank top that looked wonderful on her tanned self and now I think I should go and phone her and ask her if she remembers doing it!!

sighs and longs for the good old days when we were young and silly and didn’t need to wear a “support garment”

[rainy]

@WhyNot

…but I could do it if national security required it.

God I love a patriot!

[Arabella_Flynn]

I haven’t yet, but I don’t see why I wouldn’t if I were in a situation where it would be appropriate to be inappropriate, if’n you follow. I wouldn’t whip ‘em out at a bar, but I would be very braless and gettin’ us the good beads if I ever went to Mardi Gras. I have done the ‘please do what I want Mr. Retail Store Clerk’ lean over the customer service desk, though. Not quite flashing, since you can’t really see anything PG-13 or worse, but it works astoundingly well on high school and college-age straight male clerks/salesmen.

I don’t particularly care if someone I’m with decides to flash people, although I would probably try to prevent it happening if I thought it would cause trouble. We do keep telling one of the girls in the group, whose cups runneth over, so to speak, that she should wear lower-cut shirts when we go out for dinner. We have this theory that if she finds the right one, we might get dessert for free.

[WhyNot]

@YumemiSama

I haven’t yet, but I don’t see why I wouldn’t if I were in a situation where it would be appropriate to be inappropriate, if’n you follow. I wouldn’t whip ‘em out at a bar, but I would be very braless and gettin’ us the good beads if I ever went to Mardi Gras. I have done the ‘please do what I want Mr. Retail Store Clerk’ lean over the customer service desk, though. Not quite flashing, since you can’t really see anything PG-13 or worse, but it works astoundingly well on high school and college-age straight male clerks/salesmen.

I don’t particularly care if someone I’m with decides to flash people, although I would probably try to prevent it happening if I thought it would cause trouble. We do keep telling one of the girls in the group, whose cups runneth over, so to speak, that she should wear lower-cut shirts when we go out for dinner. We have this theory that if she finds the right one, we might get dessert for free.

Oh, man! The manipulating-men-with-cleavage-shots is probably worth a whole 'nother thread but would quickly lead to us being hated by the male Dopers, I’m sure!

Suffice it to say that I’m not even subtle anymore: “Hey, Jeff, would you be the designated driver tonight? I’ll wear that brown suede v-neck top and you can stare at my cleavage all night if I don’t have to drive!” Works. Every. Time.

[Anne_Neville]

@vison

sighs and longs for the good old days when we were young and silly and didn’t need to wear a “support garment”*

For me, those days ended at about age 12…

[Nava]

Never have, I don’t even go topless at the pool. I see the two as being completely different in the same way that a naked guy in a clothing-optional beach is completely different from the guy who flashed his teeny-weeny(1) wiener to two of the nuns from my dorm.
(1) According to the nun who had actually seen dicks before, that is. The other one was busy being flustered.