You know how the fast food restaurant Checker’s has a drive-thru, and also a walk up counter? If a car is sitting at the drive-thru window, people going to the order counter walk by the idling cars.
I used to flash any cute guys who walked in front of me, when I was in sitting in the drive-thru in the front passenger seat of my church van. :p
My parents made me go to Awanas on Wednesday nights. It’s a church youth group. But I was older, so I was a helper. And I hated it.
Besides being at the church for Awanas, I also had to be a helper in one of the vans. The church had a fleet of vans they’d send out to pick up all the kids and cart them down to Sunday services and Wednesday night Awanas. So I had to spend an extra two hours every Wednesday riding in the van. I made sure the kids got buckled up, and I would walk them to their doors when we dropped them off back at home.
The vans were massive. We picked up 8-10 wild kids who fought and yelled. I wanted to at least get assigned to a van with this very stern driver. I knew the kids in his van, Tiger van, would have behaved better. But I was in Giraffe van with this absolute kook of a driver. She was nice, but also totally absent-minded. She let the kids go insane for the hour long ride. (She also crashed twice but that’s another story, haha. Why did the church let her keep driving the van? I have no idea. Maybe Jesus was our airbag.)
After Awanas, our driver would take us to Checker’s before bringing us home. She’d get everyone either a small shake or a small fry. So imagine this. After the crazy long order with a bunch of kids screaming what they want, she pulls up to the window. There are 8-10 kids in the back, arguing and laughing and slapping each other and crying. She’s digging through her purse to see if she remembered her wallet. Or turning around because one of the kids was kicking the back of her seat. So she’s totally distracted.
And that’s when I would pay attention to see if any cute guys might be walking up to the counter. Maybe it was an escapist thing for me. Or an act of rebellion because I was so ticked that I was forced to endure Awanas and the van rides against my will. :p
If I saw any cute guys approaching the walk up counter, I would sit up a little straighter and grab the hem of my shirt so I’d be ready. And I would smile, waiting to see if the guy would look at me sitting in the front passenger seat. If they noticed me, I would lift my shirt really quick and flash them my bra or bare breasts.
It was always really exciting. I liked to see their reactions. It was such a range.
Some guys very quickly diverted their eyes and kept walking.
Some guys looked surprised and maybe curious for a second.
One older guy gave me a stern look once. Like he was angry at me for doing it. That made me feel really shameful. And of course exposing yourself to people who didn’t consent is shameful. But I didn’t like that reaction nonetheless.
A lot of the guys smiled and then shook their head a little as they walked away. I imagined they thought I was amusing but a little too crazy. So they probably disapproved but they thought it was funny. But a lot of those guys, the ones who smiled and shook their head as they walked away, they would look back at me after they got to the counter or to their car.
One guy leered once. In a creepy way. He stopped in the middle of the drive-thru lane and just stared without any expression. That made me nervous but also excited. Eventually the driver looked up and noticed him. I had already put my shirt back down. So she didn’t know what was going on. She just said something like, what’s this guy doing? But he walked away after the cashier opened the window and started handing our driver the food.
I probably did this about 20 times before I eventually got caught. The last time, it was a very very cute guy. He also reacted in the most flattering way, which boosted my confidence. He was smiling and looking back at me a lot. He also very deliberately leaned back against a column, like he intended to be there for awhile. All while he was looking right at me and smiling. It’s hard to convey in words, but I knew he was waiting for more of me. For anything I wanted to give. I can’t exactly describe what it was that I liked so much about his reaction. He was really handsome, so of course that helped. But even more so, his gestures and expression made me feel like I was the only girl he wanted. That a super model could be waiting for him in his car, and he would have wanted me instead. Isn’t that corny? Haha. We never even spoke. We just interacted feet apart.
But since I liked his reaction so much, I flashed him again and for longer. And the driver finally noticed that.
I was already putting my shirt back down, but she slapped my hand and then went silent. The slap was a shock, coming from her. For someone who was so relaxed and permissive and unbothered about everything else, she was very upset about catching me flashing.
I was embarrassed that I got caught. The ride was awkward and she didn’t speak to me until the very end. She told me if I didn’t tell my mom what happened, she would tell my mom.
And that was unpleasant. Hysterical mother, me getting brought in to the deacon, lots of awkward lectures.
And I never saw that handsome guy again, as you’d sadly expect.
But want to know one good thing that came from it?
That was my last time in the church van, because I got kicked out of Awanas ;)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m6g9ww/flashing_guys_from_the_church_van
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