Entry to for Six contest #135.

Christmas week, Piarco International Airport, Trinidad & Tobago. I had just finished a wonderful solo vacation and was at the airport for the return flight. Heightened security measures meant a pat-down before getting to the gate. Officer made me stand feet apart, arms out, while she patted me down brusquely. Apparently, her gloves and my pant-skirt (culottes) fell in love and stuck to each other. As she patted downward, along followed my pants. Hundreds of travelers saw me in my florescent red undies, many of whom were on the same plane and pointed and giggled at me all the way back to Houston.