Old McDonald has a goat

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Many years ago a well meaning boyfriend took Amonte and I to the Toledo Zoo for the day. It was the hottest day of the summer with a heat index well into the 100's. I wore a short thin sun dress with only a scanty pair of thongs under it. Ok, I was like 22. Hawt and skinny. I could so pull it off then.

We spent the afternoon ogling the animals and eating ice cones. When we came to the petting zoo Amonte refused to go in alone. No problem. I lurve me some goats. One particularly friendly goat made his way right over to me. Darling baby. I petted him and gave him some goodies. When I went to walk away he grabbed my dress and got a bit grumpy. I petted and sweet talked him some more and again tried to make my escape.

This time the little bugger stuck his head up my dress. I tried desperately to keep my dress down and shove him out from under it. He was having none of that. He grabbed a hold of my panties and begin to pull. By now we were drawing a crowd. Of course nobody, including my date was coming to my aid.

I continued to try and discreetly dislodge the heinous pervert from under my dress. Suddenly there was a loud RIP noise and the evil creature ran off with my panties. He stops. Looks at me victoriously. Then proceeds to eat my undies in front of an audience.

I spent the rest of the afternoon commando. Amonte told everyone who would listen all day long and for the next 6 months that a goat ate his mom's panties. My boyfriend thought it was his lucky day. He was so wrong.