Spread Your Legs, Babe

um, this reminded me of something - This weekend, me and my friend were painting his brother’s house. On the way to get more paint (and beer…), we noticed a fundraising carwash for the local high school girls soccer team. We both thought the same thing - “ooo, young pretty girls in t-shirts & bikini tops getting wet”. Out loud, however, we were like, let’s help them out, the car’s really dirty, etc etc. I’m 23 and my buddy’s 28. We were riding around in our old Cadillac limo w/really dark tinted windows in back. so we pull in. I’m in front, driving, and he’s in the way back acting like some foreign national or something. These girls (15, 16, 17, probably) start washing the car, and I was really trying hard not to look. But that was mainly because i was in the front where they’d see me ogling them. I’d say there were at least 6 girls working on the car and 10 more meandering around about 10 feet away. My friend, being behind the tint, was moving back and forth in the back seat trying to get the best view, saying things like, “we’re definetly going to hell for this”. At this point, one of the coaches brings over a box of PUSH POPS. Ice cream break??? So now girls are all standing around eating 6x1.5" cylindrical ice cream and washing the car. this was too much for me. I must have looked like an idiot playing with the radio and looking everywhere but where the girls were. As soon as they were done I rolled down the window and gave the girls $15 and got the hell out of there.

is this bad too?

Well rotovator, the young girls were outside the car when you were inside - it’s not like you had them trapped between you in the car. They chose the attire for the day knowing what they’d be doing, unlike the girl in question who needed a ride and got stuck straddling the shift in a pickup. So I’d say it’s normal horniness - bikini carwashes get planned by high school teams and coaches, and have some kind of adult supervision going on. That’s a big difference from a couple guys trying to get a look at a teenage girl’s “kitty” by looking up her skirt (and seeing Kitty instead).

thanks. I felt kind of bad about it - the stuff going on in the pit made me wonder if i was some kind of deviant also.

I am a small woman who invariably has to sit in the middle in the pickup truck. Sitting near the window isn’t an option unless the men are like 10 years old. I have never “straddled” the gearshift. You put your legs to the right and you have to lean on the passenger a little. The men seem to have intimidated her somewhat, so she just did what the authority figures told her to. Too bad…she would have been better off riding in back with the lumber.

You’re not. You were polite and discreet and you admitted that while you wanted to oogle, you realized that it wasn’t proper, and you were a gentleman.

So…Danalan’s been MIA for two days now. Will there be any sort of update, justification, explanation or clarification in the near future?

I’m really torn here. I want to stand and applaud Arnold’s sentiment and I can freely admit that it’s exactly what I would do in that situation. But some stubborn part of me sees this as yet another barrier to overcome in our struggle to cease seeing our fellow human beings simple instances of symbols and objects. We have to quit labeling people, black, white, poor, rich, gay, straight, uptown, backstreet, all of these things, and even the more general labels, gentleman, lady, bring connotations to what would otherwise be a pure relationship. If we could wipe the pre-conceptions that come with each of these labels out of our minds and only consider each other as human beings, that’s it, no other descriptive labels that carry connotations which would dictate behavioral modifications, then I think we might be closer to a utopian society. Humans, not “babes”. Humans, not “lucky dogs”.

I’m just pining for a metaphorical “Eden” where individuals draw there impressions of other individuals directly from their interactions, not some pre-concieved ideals of “chivalry” or “proper behavior”. Adam was naked and he didn’t care. Eve was naked and neither did she. Once the idea that they weren’t “supposed” to be naked entered their heads, that’s when it started going bad.

Enjoy,
Steven

Yeah… That has “redneck” written all over it. How many times was the word “pickup” in there?
That’s pretty sick… 16 years old…
And right after it happens you go out and tell everyone about it expecting everyone to laugh?

Yeah… really funny. you sick bastard.

Listen, I was sixteen once (says she on the eve of her 32nd birthday). While I was uncomfortable and unaccustomed to my relatively new body, I was very aware of what it could do (dressed accordingly) to males. And I exploited it. Naively, perhaps, but I did it with the expectation of a reaction from the opposite sex.

That said, I was dressing for boys MY age. I was appreciative of their attention. Had a 40 y.o. man oogled me…yuck!

My point is that 16 year old girls are experimenting with their sexuality, both activly and passively. They need to learn that the way they dress has consequences, good and bad.

She’s DAMNED lucky that all she got was embarrassment. She agreed to be picked up by two men she didn’t know and couldn’t even recognize. Yes, wearing a short skirt isn’t “asking for it” but she made a bunch of mistakes that day. She was humiliated and disgusted and hopefully she’ll think twice about putting herself in that situation again.

Still.

Danalan and friend should have been on their best behavior. I’m not saying they shouldn’t have looked…because I would have too. I also would have told her that I could see her panties and she should take more care because some people aren’t nice. Laughing, teasing…that’s all in very bad form.

Now Danalan and his friend look like perverted old guys. Which they are. They could have looked like cool old guys. Men to be trusted. Now they just look like fools.

You know, I reckon that Danalan made this whole thing up to get a reaction…if so, it worked!

I would like to pose a simple question to the righteous majority

First, a summary of your side of the argument, and I’ll try to be fair here. If I understand you correctly, your stance is basically that it is NOT ok for a man to look at a 16 year old girls panties, no matter how provacative she is or how shamelessly they are displayed. Furthermore, it seems that your judgement on this particular situation is that this girl did not intend to provoke this behavior, did not realize what she was doing, and that this behavior on Dan’s part was unwelcome. This girls panties should not be looked at by anyone but her.

So I pose this simple question. The panties in question had “hello kitty” printed on them. It’s unclear whether this was in words, or just the commercially recognizable cat-face that we would identify with that title. At any rate, I wonder in what direction that graphic was oriented? I mean, if I wanted to write something on my underwear, and it was only for ME to see. I’d write it upside-down so I could read it when I was wearing them.

I’ll bet Dan will tell you it was oriented so he could read it. I think it’s that way on purpose. Hello Kitty is more attuned to 6-year olds, not 16 year olds. I think 16 year olds wear Hello Kitty underwear and suck on lollipops to create considerable sexual irony.

If nobody sees your underwear but you, who cares what they say or what they look like. I assure you my underwear are built for comfort, not style, and almost never match my outfit. I’ll bet a paycheck the Hello Kitty panties matched the outer garments.

My girlfriend (age 24, don’t go there) has two classes of panties. 1) Comfortable and 2) Meant to be seen. The comfortable ones don’t say anything, are flesh-colored, and the cut is not so sexy. Hello Kitty would most surely be in class 2.

Those panties were meant to be seen.

Er, I’m willing to bet my paycheck that those panties were NOT meant to be seen by these two old timers.

Not that anybody is listening to anybody else (or, even less so, that they’ll listen to me), but here’s what I think:

Giving a young lady a ride:
This is a good thing.

young lady’s attire isn’t suitable for middle-of-pickup wear:
Well, she didn’t exactly get up in the morning and plan to spend the afternoon in between two beer-befuddled geezers, did she?

Making said young lady sit in the middle:
I find this indeterminate. I don’t know the specific details of this truck well enough to say whether this was the simplest, most comfortable option (since young lady was the smallest person in the truck) or just a case of “girls get the middle.” Whichever way, this is the source of all bad mojo to come, and probably where we should be concentrating our attention.

Disgression: Isn’t that always the way? There’s one moment where a relatively minor decision – or something that doesn’t even look like a decision – will affect the whole rest of your day. Or life. Or jail term, to hear some posters.

"Spread Your Legs, Babe":
Whatever points our truck driver gained for ride-giving, he lost (and about two orders of magnitude more) with this comment. Bad intentions (or, at the very least, a callous disregard for young lady) are loudly announced, so it’s hard to proclaim afterward that he was still a nice guy.

May I suggest, should this situation ever arise again, something along the lines of “Um, Excuse Me, Hon” or “Scootch Over, Babe” or even “'Gotta Shift, Kid, but you’re in the way.”

peeking at her panties:
I’m a man. I admit this is inevitable. But peeks in public (and this is basically public) are always done on the sly. It’s a sacred rule.

taking a second peek:
The road to hell is paved with…let’s not go there. Any number of peeks are acceptable, but only so long as the peekee doesn’t catch on. Once again, the ancient art of peeking is being brought into disrepute. If she noticed, you looked too long. Consider yourselves drummed out of the ranks for conduct unbecoming a dude.

Example: Earlier today, a co-worker stopped in my doorway and chatted for a moment. I find her remarkably attractive, and she was not only wearing a tightish white top, but the chill had made her nipples leap up for attention. I enjoyed the view, but didn’t let her know I was doing it. (As far as I could tell.) There’s a reason we call it peeking and not staring.

commenting on panty ornamentation:
No, no, no. This is only to be done if a) the woman in question has specifically shown you said panties (and, with all of the decorated undies these days, this must be more common than I thought) or b) the woman in question is gone, and dudes are engaging in a post-mortem.

You absolutely cannot discuss a woman’s panties in front of her if she didn’t show them to you. It’s just not right.

So, all in all, your buddy is a goober and you’ve got some work to do. Really, all you need to learn is discretion. But he needs somewhat more than that. (Maybe a discreet mirror, if this is the kind of life he lives – it might send him to hell faster, but he’s less likely to run into a tree while craning his neck.)

Side point: just how obvious were you guys with your crotch-staring?

I agree, G.B.H.. Reminds me of a line in a Seinfeld episode, except it was referring to cleavage:

Seinfeld: “Looking at cleavage is like looking at the sun. You don’t stare at it. You get a sense and then look away.”

I agree, G.B.H.. Reminds me of a line in a Seinfeld episode, except it was referring to cleavage:

Seinfeld: “Looking at cleavage is like looking at the sun. You don’t stare at it. You get a sense and then look away.”

The actions of the girl would suggest otherwise.

And laughing at an already embarrased teenager is just cruel.

No, Danalan didn’t do anything illegal. He just acted like an immature, leering idiot with no self-control. The kind of behavior one might expect from a teenage guy, except that Danalan is a grown man.