Yeah. They're called skorts. Sporty girls wear them to play everything from tennis to lacrosse.
So, gentlemen, when we cross paths on the bike trail, please don't make the surprise face, or that "I almost saw your secret" smirk. No, you didn't. There's a pair of shorts underneath the flap. And I'm not Paris Hilton; I wear undies.
(I swear, it happens all the time.)
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