Anonymous3: A girl walks around scantily clad then complains when men look at them, what the fuck do they expect, saw a girl last summer, great pair of tits, wearing a tshirt with no bra and her nipples sticking out, I tried not to make it obvious that I was eyeing them, and if she saw I was she would probably have called me a pervert, but am a man, what do they expect. I don't mind women wearing clothing that shows off their bodies, and doing this is no reason for them to be attacked, that is never justified, but I am a male after all who is attracted by the female figure, so they should not complain when men look at them, seems to me they want their cake and eat it!
Anonymous5: Schoolgirls in the late 1960s and pretty much throughout the 1970s seemed to delight in calling attention to their respective cameltoes; and before the late 1970s, bras were apparently worn only by geriatric women; in the miniskirt era, about 40 percent of adult females wearing mini skirts were not wearing anything but hair to cover their vulvas. The crotches of jeans worn by dudes didn’t leave much to the imagination, either, and there were lumps-a-plenty. We all looked, we all enjoyed the display — and those of us honest with ourselves enjoyed being on display. We didn’t attack each other sexually. We also had anywhere from hundreds to thousands of rounds of ammunition and usually several guns in each vehicle in the student parking lot — and nobody even thought about shooting any of the students or staff or anyone else. We insulted each other, and we got over it: words weren’t harmful unless you chose to self-identify with the disparaging comment: we learned that we could choose to not be offended. Life was, for the most part, pretty damned-near perfect, but then we fucked it up by embracing gore and violence in preference to consent and peace. What the ever loving fuck; and can we ever reclaim paradise?
Hayley’s angry because Steve isn’t playing by the rules: they’re all supposed to be naked. Steve is embarrassed that he’s sprouted involuntary wood, so he’s trying to cover his boner. Hayley tells Francine, who responds with typical 1960’s-mom energy, ordering Steve to remove the towel or she’s going to remove what he’s hiding with it. Hayley cringes at the hyperbolic response; maybe she will later comfort Steve.
Hayley’s angry because Steve isn’t playing by the rules: they’re all supposed to be naked. Steve is embarrassed that he’s sprouted involuntary wood, so he’s trying to cover his boner. Hayley tells Francine, who responds with typical 1960’s-mom energy, ordering Steve to remove the towel or she’s going to remove what he’s hiding with it. Hayley cringes at the hyperbolic response; maybe she will later comfort Steve.