Yes, but keep a low profile about it

Laylah was now farther than a whisper could carry and he didn't want to just shout “HEY, LAYLAH, YOUR PANTIES ARE FALLING DOWN!” so David tried his best to look casual while also catching up to Layla.

By the time he was about 8 feet away, to his horror, the red undergarment suddenly fell to her ankles! Not good, she could trip, fall forward onto her face, bare ass in the air and then she'd really be embarrassed! David picked up the pace even more but before he could say anything in whispering distance, he found himself staring down at a pair of crumpled panties lying on the ground.

By some cosmic miracle, the undergarment had slid off one ankle and then other without incident. No tangles, no trips, no falls. David sighed, half relieved and half pissed off. Laylah had to be the luckiest unlucky girl in the whole world.

David quickly picked the red panties off the ground, looking from side to side to make sure nobody saw him pocketing a freshly-fallen undergarment. Lucky for him no one did, but in that time Laylah had already made it to the Arbor walk, a small breeze blew by revealing her pale butt cheeks to the open air! David had to hurry!