I feel that the historical precedent merits the precaution; the world wide flood scenario has been in the back of my mind for years. More than once, I have walked in with the intention of buying one bra, and, instead, walk out with five new bikini panties. Then there were the underwear with flowers or bows. I have never made that sort of questionable choice: Fifteen plus years later, and I still have a ranking system for my underpants. She recently bought me a Union Jack thong that she called revenge. Originally published on Xanga and featured I think this piece is roughly circa or ???
About four or five years ago, a friend of mine got into a car accident.
That is the assumption. I should buy a pair for Kristen. I, being much more practical, dubbed it day Top of the heap, of course, was reserved for panties with Disney characters. Well, whether he actually thought about it or not, he found nasty, second day, granny panties or, as I refer to such panties in my own collection, day