It was the Fourth of July. In this small town in the Pacific Northwest that meant a morning parade, food trucks and vendors at the park in the center of town, and fireworks at the high school. I was there from out of town with my cousin, whose in-laws lived here.
At the parade that morning I saw this girl in the back of one of the pick-up trucks advertising the local feed store. She was standing up tossing candy to children lined up in front of their parents in camp chairs on the sidewalk. Dirty-blonde, blue-eyed farm girl around 18-19 years old. She was wearing a pair of high waisted denim short shorts which showed the bottom of her butt cheeks and a white half t-shirt with "FREEDOM" in red and blue lettering with fireworks in the background. The shirt was a little too big and hung off of her 5'6", 34c-26-36 frame. She had curves wear it counted. I couldn't immediately tell if she was wearing a bra.
Later on at the park with my cousin and his family I saw her again. Her and a guy I assumed to be her boyfriend walked past us on the way to the food carts until they got to the back of the line for a bbq food truck. They talked for a bit and she walked off to talk to a friend while he waited in line for food.
The friend had a dog with her, and the blond in the half shirt bent down to pet it. From the angle I was at I could see up her half shirt as she bent at the waist. She was definitely not wearing a bra! I couldn't believe how brazen she was to wear that shirt with no bra! It hung a couple inches below the bottom of her C-cup breasts, and from my angle I couldn't quite see her nipple.
After the friend and the dog left she walked over to a minivan parked along the roads that line the park. It was bumper to bumper parking. I approached her as she lit the cigarette she'd taken from the vans front seat, "I love your shirt." I said, "How free are you?" I was facing her and put my hand on her side, just under the cutoff hem of her t-shirt.
She looks me up and down. I'm medium framed and muscular. 5'9" 180lbs. I'm wearing a pair of blue Adidas basketball shorts and a white, sleeveless, fitted t-shirt. She says, "I'm as free as an eagle on the Fourth of July!"
"I can tell, seeing as your not wearing a bra under your half shirt." With this I raised my hand up a couple inches. To cup her full, but perky tit. "I want to see how free you're willing to get."
"My boyfriend is in line to get us something to eat. How free can I get?" She said it as a more of challenge than a question. I look down and can clearly see nipples poking through her white t-shirt.