A question of social decorum.
I need an answer before I can post the story which gives rise to this question.
Ladies, those of you who wear the latest lo-risers with T-shirts, exactly what is a person to do who spots you bending over, let’s say to scope out a low book shelf, and expose in the act less than savory amounts of your butt crack?
What exactly is the custom, the protocol in such a situation? Do we, as men, simply retain our age old position as shameless voyeurs and giggle at your compromised modesty reveling in the misconception that since you wear such clothes, you suddenly and automatically become fodder for our wanking sessions?
Or do we act like the mature and god fearing and civilized human beings and as politely as we can bring the faux passé to your notice?
Or perhaps, we jump into selfishness and simply block the way our by standing right behind you to ogle away in solitude while our brethren quietly simmer away?Really? What the hell are we supposed to do? The most obvious answer to this question doesn’t really go down so well in practice and the other possibilities suggested to me by other men I used to call friends don’t go down so well with my own personal sense of propriety. So I’m reduced to being crass and must ask with a deliberate lack of subtlety as to what the hell do you want us to do