What are you supposed to do when you're at the library, focused intently on exam notes, fresh coffee in hand, when you glance to your right and see an ass-crack in perfect view to all the other library nerds around you. The owner of the crack seems to be just as preoccupied as you were only seconds ago, her nose digging into her laptop, yet her ass is hanging out for all of mankind to see. It's not even pretty, folks. Clearly, ugly betty here spends so much time in libraries that she doesn't get much sun to begin with, but her pasty ass is almost blinding to anyone whose unfortunate eyes were to lay upon it. You rub your eyes to make sure you're not hallucinating. You look around to see if there are any other witnesses. Meanwhile a couple of the mature ones pass by, elbow each other and point to the ass-crack and laugh. Another amused soul silently creeps up behind her with his camera phone and snaps a picture. The girls next to me tap their friends to see the spectacle. As a woman, I was especially embarrassed with the reactions of the women around me - where was the sisterhood?! When there is a stray hair stuck to my wool sweater, does my fellow sister not remove it with one sweep of her hand? When my shirt tag is, unbeknownst to me, hanging outside my collar, does my fellow sister not tuck it inside? Where was the support? But, as a human being, I was offended and disgusted: why on earth is this beast wearing jeans that don't fit over her ass? Sure, "low-riders" seem to be the fashion rage of kids these days, but it seemed her sweatshirt barely reached her waistline, even! Was it possible that, when standing upright, she dared to expose her belly rolls AND half her pasty-white ass?? This, my friends, was not just a bit of exposure of the top curvature of the buttocks - which can be sexy and sometimes deliberate, especially when there is a lacy thong involved - but this here was a very visible, dimply and cellulite covered half-moon. Even the most avid ass-men would have shuddered with disgrace. Thank god there was no butt hair - do people that white-skinned even have hair on their bodies?? Or a tattoo of a heart and arrow - oh the horrors!! if there was a dimply tattoo to boot! I noticed more students around me - male and female - giggling and pointing. Does she not hear them?! Does she not feel a cold draft?! Something had to be done. I could not sit by silently while a poor, unaware, misguided young girl was mocked and laughed at - even though she fully deserved it. I had to take a stand. I slowly closed my book, rose from my chair, and walked toward ass-crack girl with a purpose. Then she suddenly jumped from the desk and scurried toward the bathroom. Hmm. . .maybe it was not meant to be. . . I abruptly swung around, grabbed my belongings and moved my studying operation to another quiet room.
Hey, it's not my fault she was just raised that way :).
**Note: the image above is not of the library ass-crack girl. This is purely a visual to guide the story.
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