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A couple of weeks ago my wife and I went to a commemoration ceremony for William Wallace, the Scottish folk hero. Of course, most of the men were wearing kilts, which as you probably know "should" be worn with no underwear under them. Mind that, us actually BEING in Scotland, seeing men in kilts is a relatively common occurrence.
Anyway, we are there with my brother-in-law (neither him nor I were wearing kilts) and our former Boss, who was instead wearing one. Such former Boss is in his late '50s and clearly so. He is also married, but his wife couldn't be there that day for her own personal reasons.
After the public ceremony and before the concert that was scheduled to follow a couple of hours later, we sit down on a couple of benches in a park to eat our packed lunches. As it is a nice sunny day, in the park there are several children playing around with parents/grandparents looking after them, some of the men also in kilts having participated to the ceremony.
Anyway, as we eat, we see a group formed by three small children happily playing with one of the most adorable puppies ever accompanied by a woman and two girls apparently aged about 14, the woman being very clearly the mother of one of them (they were pretty much identical except a clear age difference). One of the girls (the one who did not look like the woman) sits on the grass and starts reading a book (Twilight, if anybody cares), while the other, as her mother looks after the three small children and the puppy, keeps glancing towards us and, kinda nonchalantly, moving in our direction.
Most will have already guessed where this is going.
So, when she gets some yards in front of us, the girl (remember, she looked about 14, give or take one or, tops, two years) kneels down and starts fumbling with her shoelaces and *VERY CLEARLY* tries to peek under Boss's kilt - who of course has already guessed her intentions and crossed his legs. When enough time has passed so that it is blatant that she is not *actually* trying to tie her shoelaces but only to take a gander at Boss's... equipment, he coughs and asks "Sorry, anything I can do to help you?" in the pleasantest of tones. The girl blushes and jumps on her feet; the mother, who has in the meanwhile come closer as she had clearly become aware that something "weird" was happening there, shoots back, with the most good-natured smile ever, something that none of us is bound to forget any time soon.
"She is only curious about how men are "made", after all in a couple of years she will be getting scores of them anyway".
Anyway, we are there with my brother-in-law (neither him nor I were wearing kilts) and our former Boss, who was instead wearing one. Such former Boss is in his late '50s and clearly so. He is also married, but his wife couldn't be there that day for her own personal reasons.
After the public ceremony and before the concert that was scheduled to follow a couple of hours later, we sit down on a couple of benches in a park to eat our packed lunches. As it is a nice sunny day, in the park there are several children playing around with parents/grandparents looking after them, some of the men also in kilts having participated to the ceremony.
Anyway, as we eat, we see a group formed by three small children happily playing with one of the most adorable puppies ever accompanied by a woman and two girls apparently aged about 14, the woman being very clearly the mother of one of them (they were pretty much identical except a clear age difference). One of the girls (the one who did not look like the woman) sits on the grass and starts reading a book (Twilight, if anybody cares), while the other, as her mother looks after the three small children and the puppy, keeps glancing towards us and, kinda nonchalantly, moving in our direction.
Most will have already guessed where this is going.
So, when she gets some yards in front of us, the girl (remember, she looked about 14, give or take one or, tops, two years) kneels down and starts fumbling with her shoelaces and *VERY CLEARLY* tries to peek under Boss's kilt - who of course has already guessed her intentions and crossed his legs. When enough time has passed so that it is blatant that she is not *actually* trying to tie her shoelaces but only to take a gander at Boss's... equipment, he coughs and asks "Sorry, anything I can do to help you?" in the pleasantest of tones. The girl blushes and jumps on her feet; the mother, who has in the meanwhile come closer as she had clearly become aware that something "weird" was happening there, shoots back, with the most good-natured smile ever, something that none of us is bound to forget any time soon.
"She is only curious about how men are "made", after all in a couple of years she will be getting scores of them anyway".
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