Confessions of a One-Track Mind

*snicker* Something similar happened to me a church once. I was 18, in college, and attending a local church (my grandparents' - they lived in the town where I went to school - so people knew who I was). I had on pantyhose but they were a bit baggy in the crotch, which has always driven me nuts, so I put another pair of panties on over them, to hold them up. Except I didn't realize, in my hurry, that they were old panties with bad elastic. When the service was over and we were headed down the stairs to the vestibule (it was an old building), I could feel those panties starting to slither down my legs. I tried to get to the restroom, but when it became clear that wouldn't happen, I just let them drop, immediately sat down on the stairs and pulled them the rest of the way off. Of course everyone around me thought I'd fallen and I lied and told everyone that the elastic on my half-slip had broken and it had fallen off. I think I was forgiven that lie in church!