It's Wednesday of a busy week leading up to Easter. I have stuff to do, errands to run, deadlines to meet and I'm hoping to get in 9 holes later this afternoon. The beautiful spring weather is just calling me to get out there with my favorite lady golfer and Diane's friend Linda.
If there was ever a "Hump Day", this is it. I've been both busy and productive today and I deserve a break. I think I'll take a short nap.
That pillow looks awful tempting doesn't it?
Love,
sissy terrie 💞
I still blush when I think about it. My makeovers and dressing session with Florence eventually evolved to my getting my first "perm" and having my hair in old fashioned rollers.
Florence had a friend called Elaine that she would bring in specifically for requests by clients who wanted a fuller feminization that included having their hair done. Elaine would charge a significant fee for this service, the amount I would never know because Florence was ever-so-generous with me, no likely charmed by my youthful charm!
Whatever she did charge the men who visited Florence to have their hair done, Elaine did admit to me that she truly enjoyed "being able to feminize men, though not in a kinky sense." It was evident that very first time she did my hair, even though I was blushing with embarrassment the whole time!
I didn't even want Florence to see my face. But the next time was a little easier and by the third time Elaine had me in "the chair" it almost felt natural.
Almost, but not quite. But with my hair a little longer each time and with Elaine becoming more familiar with me and what I might look best in, things became not just easier but far more enjoyable.
I always felt very girly in curlers and the fascination with them has continued to this day. Yet it has been ages since I've had my hair done that way.
But the most memorable moments of those makeover sessions when I had my hair done was when all was said and done and my hair had been cut, washed, set and dried, Elaine would comb my hair out and let me look into the mirror to see the results...
Those memories will last a lifetime!
Love,
sissy terrie 💓💓💓💓
Diane is very familiar with my taste in feminine fashions and particularly lingerie. Her familiarity comes from many years together, seeing me dressed so often and also because i require Her permission before i can purchase any female item of clothing, jewelry or accessory.
The requirement is just one of many things that comes with our Wife Led Marriage. Some might find it silly or even humiliating but like everything else, with time I've gotten used to it. Most times I get outright approval, other times She might just suggest a change or even insist on a different style or color of whatever it is I want to buy. It's not often that I get an outright denial like I did a few days ago.
The email from Her Room I received that morning featured a Prima Donna Madison Full Cup Bra that I absolutely fell in love with. I know we all have different tastes but, I hope you can understand why...
The bra was so deliciously feminine enough in and of itself but it also had a matching full brief panty that could be purchased separately...
Even apart they had my undivided attention, imagining how special I'd feel and how pretty I'd look in them. I couldn't wait to ask Diane for permission even had plans to wear it for Her this past weekend if they arrived in time. That night at dinner when I brought it up, I asked about the bra first.
"Let me see it" She said, indicating that I should get my phone or iPad and show it to Her.
Pulling up the email that featured the bra, I tapped on the link and handed Her my phone.
She raised Her eyebrows a bit and smiled, a sure indication that She liked it. Then there was a slight frown.
"Hmmm. I don't think so" She said. Before I could ask why She admonished me in a rather stern tone. "Did you really think I'd approve of a bra that costs $130?"
"It's only $99.95" I said. "It's on sale with 25% off."
"Yeah sure. A hundred bucks for a bra? No" She said.
I had seen the price but I guess I was possibly hoping She wouldn't catch it or maybe really like to see it on me. She seemed more incredulous than upset, even chuckling a bit.
"So seriously, is that your final answer?" I asked, my voice pleading more than being inquisitive.
"Tell you what" She said. "Ask your sissy sister Nancywhat's the most she ever spent on a bra. If she's spent anything even close to that, I'll let you buy it. Otherwise, it's a no."
The following morning I sent Nancy a message with my question. The reply was not unexpected.
I'm very disappointed that I didn't get Diane's permission to buy the bra.
Maybe I should have asked for the panty. It was only $69.95.
Love,
sissy terrie 😹💔
My post on Wednesday (Hump Day) garnered quite a few comments for my humble little blog. Granted that some of them were mine but nevertheless, it makes a blogger feel good when readers take the time to leave a comment.
"Goodness....how many times did me and my best pillow experience bliss together....hearing the sounds of my wife and her lover echo through the hose....it drove me mad!!!
She so seldom allows me any release these days that I'm pretty sure I'd be a disappointment to my pillow too..."
I had a hunch I wasn't the only sissy to have used a combination of panties and a pillow to "enjoy myself" but it was nice to see someone come forth and admit as much. My sissy sister nancy chimed in as well confessing that she herself is no stranger to humping. I have a confession of my own: I've been made to do it in front of Mistress' Lover Karl, but that's not the focus of this post.
I've kind of been thinking of the types of pillows that might have made the experience just a little bit more feminine. Take this one for instance. Just one of a set of pillows, its pretty pink and white gingham pattern, ruffles and a bow would certainly enhance my experience...
And if you're feeling like a threesome, this couple might be the ones for you...
Love,
sissy terrie 💗💗💕
Finally, a magazine for the sissy wife...
It has soooo many things that are helpful to us.
Unfortunately it doesn't look like we can subscribe just yet :)
Love,
sissy terrie 💕
A short piece of flash fiction from a reader who wishes to remain anonymous. Enjoy :)
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(Thinking to yourself) I can’t do this anymore. After He leaves I’m putting my foot down. Ever since the day. I told Her I like wearing women’s clothes. She thinks She can do whatever She wants & order me do whatever She wants. I never said I wanted to be a crossdressing cuckold sissy maid. Enough is Enough! She has to stop dating & having sex with other guys. I AM still the “husband” around here!
(Your Wife’s voice) SISSY MAID JEANETTE! Do hurry up! With pressing Mr. Strong’s shirt? He has an important business meeting to attend in awhile.
(With a scowl on your sissy pink colored lips) Yes Ma'am. I’m almost done with his shirt!
Placing the freshly pressed shirt on a hanger. You carry it to your former bedroom. Knock on the door.
Yes Sissy Maid Jennette?
(Holding back your anger) I have finished the gentleman’s shirt. May I come in?
No Sissy Maid Jennette. Leave it on the door knob.
(Hanging the shirt on the knob. You lean towards to locked door. To hear the unmistakable sounds of sexual passion from your Wife. Making your anger stronger.) That’s it! This must stop!
45 minutes later. You are in the kitchen cutting flowers. To place in a vase. You hear the gentleman leave thru the front door. Your Wife enters wearing only her short sexy robe. Holding the I-Pad. Now is your time to put your foot down.
(She stands behind you. Reaches up under your skirt. Rubs your pantied rear) I have a suprise for you Jennette.
(Your thought. I have a suprise for you!)
(She holds the I-Pad up to show you. The picture of the cutest pair of heels you have ever seen) Suprise Jennette, Mr. Strong just bought 3 pairs in different colors. Just for you. To say thank you for being you.
(Your anger is immediately replaced with sissy excitement over new shoes)
Mr. Strong thinks you deserve them. He says your legs will look great in them.
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Love,
sissy terrie 💓
It's the oxymoron of all oxymorons...at least for some of us.
Who would every consider being put into petticoats as "punishment?"
I mean really? Even if your dress is too short...
Or...you have to pose in front of your Wife's friend? Or lover?
Or just pose in the park?
The power of the petticoat just overwhelms us with femininity...and all is good.
Love,
sissy terrie 💕
Taking a cue from sissy kaaren's blog which has a regular Wednesday feature called Hump Day, i've been thinking about those times when Mistress would let me/make me mess my panties while laying on the bed and humping myself to a sissy orgasm.
It doesn't happen often anymore but once and awhile She'll allow it.
Whether it be on the bed, or on top of a couple of pillows, it's a very humiliating way to have an orgasm as She watches and teases.
Love,
sissy terrie 💜💜💜
Here's some great news for Granny Panty fans everywhere....
Dixie Belle panties always made me feel more feminine and very "wifey"....
Maybe we can all celebrate with a Dixie Belle Panty Day...what do you think?
Love,
sissy terrie 💗💙💛
UPON HER FEET
Her pretty feet
Like snails did creep
A little out, and then,
As if they played at Bo-peep,
Did soon draw in again.
Robert Herrick
Patient She is. It took longer than I thought it would, but She didn't mind. Nor did I.
Several years in chastity will do that to you. Cramped in a tiny cage, the penis has "little" opportunity to "work out" so to speak. Spending 99% of the time in those tight quarters, my ability to get an erection has diminished to the point that...well, I think you understand.
Yesterday afternoon's intimacy took a strange twist after I'd pleasured mistress orally. Much to my surprise She decided to "set me free." Out of my cage, I still wasn't quite sure She'd allow me to have an orgasm. If She did, I would probably have to play with myself in front of Her, kneeling on the bed between Her legs until I would uncontrollably spew out my sissy juice onto Her belly. I don't "shoot out" any more. The orgasms from a semi-erect "clitty" are far less powerful but far more feminine.
But She had other ideas. "I want to try something different" She said. The look on my face must have shown some type of fear for She immediately assured me it would be fun.
It was fun, but it just took longer than usual.
She'd never got me off with Her feet before. With Her panties over my head, the crotch right over my nose and my hands held behind my head, I was prohibited from touching myself. Sitting up at the head of the bed with my knees bent upward and legs spread, She began to tease me with Her pretty feet...one foot at a time, then two, then one....and on and on it went.
Typically I cum very quickly. I always have. I was never able to last when She let me inside of Her. Those days are long gone. I never have to worry about pleasing Her that way. But this particular day, I took a little longer than usual.
I lasted almost three minutes.
Don't laugh. That's an eternity for me.
Love,
sissy terrie 💕
Good morning. Today's post is a guest feature from cuckold Kevin. Hope you enjoy!
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Their mornings usually start with around of sex. It's their private time without me. Then they shower together. I know what I'm supposed to do. My alarm goes off early enough so I can get dressed in my maids uniform and turn myself into "Karen." Then, when I hear the shower start I'm supposed to get the coffee started.
I'm not supposed to but I sometimes sneak quietly upstairs (I take my heels off - they'd make too much noise on the hardwood floor) and peek into the master bathroom to see them together in the shower. Without exception, they're always too preoccupied to notice me. Just like today.
He was leaning up against the shower stall with his arms around her. I couldn't see their faces but they were clearly in a passionate embrace. Her left hand, pressed against the glass door began to slide down...and she fell to her knees. He let out a pleasurable moan. It was followed by the unmistakable sound of her sucking his cock. I tiptoed away with my locked cock stiff in my metal cage.
When I got downstairs I took out their coffee mugs and headed towards the front door. I looked out the window to see if anyone was outside walking their dogs our just out for a stroll. This was always the task that gave me most angst. I was to retrieve the Sunday paper dressed in my maids uniform. The paper was usually thrown close enough to our front entrance in the driveway so that I wouldn't be out there very long and we didn't have any homes real close to ours but there was always the risk I would be seen.
I saw a couple who lived down the road a bit walking their dog. I waited several minutes until the coast was clear. The paper was halfway up the driveway and I was able to pick it up unnoticed. I was never 100% positive that I hadn't been seen but so far I was pretty sure I'd gone undetected by any neighbors.
When I got back into the kitchen I was surprised to see my wife there in nothing but a sexy thong and a towel wrapped around her hair. She had "that look" about her.
"He saw you" she said. "He's not happy and neither am I."
"What do you mean?" I asked her trying to play innocent.
"Stop it. He expects me to keep you in line. That obviously hasn't worked" she said.
Before I could even begin to apologize she cut me off.
"He wants to see you upstairs right away" she said. "Here....bring him his coffee.
Kevin/Karen
Tom and his friends enjoyed going to Vegas for the first weekend of the NCAA Men's Basketball tournament. Tom's wife Kelly thought it was good for him to get away with the guys to relieve stress.
On Thursday night of the first round, Tom would make like he was having a bit too much to drink at the sports book so that the next day when he'd call his friends and say he'd be sleeping in, none of them would be surprised.
"I'm a bit hung over" he would say. "I'll catch up with you later.
Tom was just fine.
And his friends would have been surprised if they knew what he was doing.
Love,
sissy terrie 💖
I knew I would never have her curves. But that didn't stop me from trying on her things.
I'd fantasize about having breasts and a girlish round ass. Sometimes, I'd stuff her bra with some of her panties or stockings, shaping them as best I could to make myself presentable. I'd dream about what it felt like to have real breasts.
I was careful, peeking out the window of her room to make sure she wouldn't be home earlier than usual.
My big sister, suspicious that I might had been rummaging around in her things, once threatened me that if she ever found out I was doing that, would tell everyone she could.
At first I didn't dare come close to her room.
Eventually I couldn't resist the urge any longer.
Love,
sissy terrie 💙
I think most of us have wanted to experience the feeling of firmness and control that a girdle provides. The garment was at its height of popularity in the early 60's, thanks to the ingenuity of the folks at Dupont. And I thought all they made was chemicals!
Time to slip into my panty girdle!
Love,
sissy terrie 👄
There must not be a huge demand for emerald or kelly green lingerie because if you're looking for something to help you feel a little more Irish (and sissy) on this day the picking are pretty skimpy.
Even the folks Her Room who have a promotion for every day of the year, settled on this mint colored pretty bra and panty set (really? mint green?) to celebrate today...
I do love the set but I was expecting something "greener" than this.
It looks like I'll have to settle on the old "sissy stand-by" for St. Pattie's Day '21...rhumba panties!
Just imagine how pretty these are going to look under some tight white slacks!!!
And finally, is there a better way to end the day than to slip into bed wearing this deliciously feminine babydoll pajama set?
Let's all get together for a sissy sister st. patttie's day party!
Love,
sissy o'terrie 💚💚💚
Those of us who have a sissy friend to share our femininity with are soooo fortunate.
Our "things" don't always match perfectly but it's not like we're "twin" sisters or anything...
However we do love the same styles...
Have a happy Tuesday!
Love,
sissy terrie 💖
Some of the most feminine feelings I've ever experienced have come about when i've worn a corset along with a pair of ruffled panties.
The addition of pretty bows like this would have made it even girlier!
love,
sissy terrie💔
The lovemaking had been incredible.
First, She had me dress in a very sheer and feminine babydoll pajama set
Then I had to get Her "things" ready. Her strap-on harness with dildo, our favorite lube and some wash cloths to wife her hands with after applying the lube.
After I'd done that She had me kneel in front of Her and suck Her "girl cock" while She teased me endlessly.
Her thrusts became more aggressive as She made me gag multiple times. The feeling of helplessness as I "pleased" Her while She held my head in place had me aroused in my cage.
"Up on the bed bitch" She said with a chuckle. "Get in the diaper position. I want to look into your eyes when I fuck you."
As I crawled onto the bed She slapped me firmly on the ass. It was playful but hard. She loved to slap my ass when She took me doggy style but not this time. I'd be on my back with my legs over her shoulders or spread high and wide.
I put a couple of pillow on the bed to prob my ass up so She could enter me at a good angle, spread my legs and watched Her lubricate the rubber cock, already glistening from all my saliva. She'd done it many times but it was always sexy to watch.
Then, She applied the lube to me..."you like my fingers in your pussy don't you my sissy wife?" She asked.
"Yes Mistress" is said, aroused by Her words and action.
She always uses plenty of lube. She's very experienced after all these years. "More is better" She's always said. It certainly is.
She teased me with the head of Her cock up against my boi pussy; pushing in a bit, moving it back and forth, a little bit more and making me beg.
Finally, She penetrated me. When She was fully inside of me, She bent over me and kissed me.
"Wanna make a baby?" She asked me, Her words and thrusts feeding one of my feminine fantasies. She had me very, very aroused though my clitty was firmly encased in the pink Holy Trainer.
"Oh yes Mistress. I do. Please" I responded.
She responded in kind, slowly going back and forth and skillfully touching my P-spot.
I don't orgasm in this position that often, particularly if I'm locked. But the entire moment, like me, was "filled" with eroticism....and love.
One of Her thrusts went just a wee bit deeper and that's when I could feel "it" happen. The orgasm built up inside of me and like a bitch in heat I grabbed the sheets as I began to ooze sissy juices out of my cage.
She giggled a bit and smiled as I moaned in pleasure and finally got myself together...
That night, I had a beautiful dream....
I felt so fully feminine.
Love,
sissy terrie 💓
Let's be honest with each other. We did some silly and naughty things during our early crossdressing years when we were home alone.
Some were silly....
While others were naughty...
Both were fun.
Love,
sissy terrie 💖
...one delicious bite at a time.
Check out Maison Lejaby's 2021 Spring Collection at Lingerie Briefs, one of my favorite sites to visit.
Love,
sissy terrie 💗
"There's something missing" She said. "He's not going to like it."
"I don't know what you mean. I dressed just the way you told me to" the sissy cuckold-to-be told his wife.
"I know, but I told him how much of a sissy you are. This pose just doesn't convey the look I want him to see" She said.
"Oh. I don't know what else I can do" the sissy responded, feigning disappointment but embarrassed enough just the way he was dressed.
"I know. Let's put a pretty ribbon in your hair. That'll do it!" She exclaimed.
A little while later the wife admired her handiwork and smiled.
"This will definitely work better" She said.
She snapped the picture and just a few minutes later it was on the way to her bull.
Love,
sissy terrie 💗
I've had this photo for a very long time. I love how it's such a great expression of femininity, posing in such a sensual and sexually inviting way.
I love the angora sweater and those peppermint striped pink panties. Its just too pretty not to post.
Love,
sissy terrie 👄
"I think it's time for you to get into your girdle" she might say.
Or maybe make an announcement like "Girdle time!!!"
What in the world could I be referring to?
Well remember a few months ago when my sissy friend Nancy contributed a beautiful story called "A Different Kind of Chastity" to the blog? One of the sub-plots to the story was the sissy's inability to control herself while in the process of pleasuring her Mistress. The sissy would always seem to have "an accident" or as some of us gurls call it "make sissy" in her panties! Oops....
Some Women will have none of that. Their orgasms cum first and ours have to wait (some of us wait a lot longer than others). Their answers to the problems of accidents or making sissy in their panties is often an old fashioned tight fitting panty girdle.
Tucked tightly out of sight between our legs and snugly inside the very restricting garment, the likelihood of accidents, making messes or making sissy is drastically reduced.
The panty girdle however cannot totally eliminate the possibility of such mishaps. Some sissies have been known to loose control while putting the girdle on, particularly if it's in one of their favorite colors, has some lace, etc.
Love,
sissy terrie 💗
Today's post is kind of a follow-up on a couple of things. Last week in "The Sissy Sisterhood" I commented on how the emails I received from various lingerie retailers and online shops made me feel so feminine. That's especially true about the ones from the people at Her Room. Some of their emails just brighten my day. They have a way of doing so with a lovely combination of graphics and catch-phrases.
Here's just one example:
Please, tell me I'm not the only one who feels this way!
The second item deals with yesterday's post, The Cuckold's Panties. What might have appeared as another piece of sissy 'flash fiction' about the humiliation of a sissy cuckold in front of his wife's Alpha lover was actually a writing assignment handed to me by my Mistress-Wife Diane. i had originally wanted to post something pointing out that Saturday had actually been National Dress Day but, Mistress had other ideas.
The assignment was somewhat vague yet specific enough to focus on one particular part of our lifestyle. "Approach the situation from three different viewpoints" She told me. "Mine, Karl's (Her lover) and yours. Start with yours, then go from there. Try to piece together what Karl and me are thinking."
She didn't give me any deadline or how many parts to the story She would like. She did tell me She would go back and read them with Karl and I may be asked to make edits along the way. They haven't read Sunday's post yet so I haven't gotten any feedback. Stay tuned. This may be challenging for me.
love,
sissy terrie 💓
She used to call them "Special Occasion Panties." She never let Her sissy have access to them on his own. She kept them under lock and key after he'd masturbated into them once too often. Just weeks after the panties got locked up, so did her sissy's little penis.
Tonight, a pair of those panties were coming out of the locked cedar chest She kept in their bedroom. It was kind of a special occasion. Her Alpha Lover would be spending the night. She only got to see him once or twice a month and besides the sex with him part of the fun was involving Her cuckold in some kinky way. Putting her sissy cuckold into the special panties was her way of involving him.
"They're really bloomers and not panties" She told the cuck. "He's never seen you in anything like that before. It'll be fun"
The cuckold stood naked in front of Her. Her Lover was due to arrive in less than a half hour. The cuckold had helped her with her bath, getting dressed and finishing it with a pedicure. All of it was enjoyable, but this would be so humiliating.
"C'mon. Hurry. Get into them" She said as She handed them to the cuckold. He obeyed and slipped them on.
"Oh....MY....God!" She said with such an emphasis. "You look absolutely adorable in them!"
Even though it was just the two of them, the cuckold blushed with shame.
"I bet if you weren't locked up you would have already had an accident in them. Wouldn't you?" She asked the cuckold as She approached him and rubbed his crotch. The hardness of his Holy Trainer protected his penis from Her touch, but he could feel Her fingers through the satin rubbing on His testicles. "Well, wouldn't you?"
"Yes Mistress. I would" the cuckold responded.
"You would what?" She asked him with a sarcastic teasing tone.
"I would have an accident Mistress" he answered.
Just then, the doorbell rang. "He" had arrived.
Already in a deep state of humiliation, feeling Her touch, wearing the pink frilly bloomers full of ribbons and lace, then hearing the doorbell....all of it was a bit too much. The cuckold shuddered with shame and for a moment began to loose control. He had definitely begun to feel the onset of an orgasm and maybe, a bit of precum had oozed out of his cage.
"He's here!!!" She cried out with a big smile. "Now be a good cuckold and go down and let him in. Tell him I'm getting ready and will be down in a few minutes. I don't want to make him think I'm overeager to see him."
"Yes Mistress" the cuckold said, hurrying to avoid her possibly seeing what might be a wet spot on the bloomers.
"Be nice to him and wait for me downstairs. Offer him a drink" She said.
The sissy hurried down the stairs toward the front door...the doorbell rang a second time.
To be continued....
Love,
sissy terrie 💕💙
I've always viewed the Easter season as such a wonderful opportunity for sissies to express their femininity, not to mention I really have a "thing" for bunny girls/gurls/bois! And Easter is only four weeks away. Now's the perfect time to start planning your Easter outfits and shopping for the pretty accessories and lacy dainty underthings to match!
The folks at Her Room are once again making things easy for many of us. First of all, did you know that what's probably the most prominent of all Easter colors is their featured "Color of the Year?"
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They're also offering a wide variety of "Hanky Panky" styles in pretty pastels, all at great prices!
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No, I'm not a sales associate for Her Room (though I think I could be a good one) but I just love their fine selection of lingerie and awesome customer service.
Happy shopping!
sissy terrie 💜💙💛💚💗
Perfectly crafted panty to evoke a wide range of submissive emotions.
Always a favorite with the "sissy baby set."
I have a friend who's a serious cyclist and who's always telling me that if you're going to go cycling, you have to wear something that fits well and is comfortable. For me that means I have to start with my panties.
This beautiful women with gorgeous curves seems to be serious about her bicycles. She also looks comfortable in this perfectly fitting panty.
And those dots are really nice too!
Love,
sissy terrie 💗💗💗
Behind, or below, every pretty bra that's part of a bra and panty set is a pretty panty waiting to be seen and admired.
Love,
sissy terrie 👄
For many of "us", enjoying our femininity goes beyond just wearing pretty things. Our earliest years of exploration with this fetish or fantasy often began with the feeling associated with a simple pair of panties. Over time, our repertoire of thrill-inducing lingerie, hosiery, shapewear, dresses and other garments and accessories continued to grow.
However, beyond the obvious ladies clothing, makeovers and other physically visible manifestations of our femininity, what are some other ways we can enjoy the "feminine mystique?"
Well there are several ways this can happen. I'm not going to get into all of the ones I can think of now but instead focus on just one ways I get to enjoy my own femme self.
Every morning and throughout the day, my inbox has several promotional emails from on like shopping sites like Her Room (my favorite), Rago, Bali, Jockey and other lingerie sites that I've signed up with to receive promotional emails. The emails usually feature items that are on sale with promotional codes you can use on your purchases. If I've bought something from them before the messages are often more personalized, making me feel even more girly!
Here's just one example from Her Room that I received yesterday along with the accompanying picture:
We've done something
special -
just for you.
Terry,
You bought these panties in size 6 along with other size women - Your Sisterhood!
We want to share with you the other panties your Sisterhood loved, kept and raved about.
(See below)
Bali DFPC62
Passion for Comfort Hi-Cut
Brief Panty
Bali FF62
Full-Cut-Fit-Stretch Cotton
Hi Cut Panty
Bali LD62
Lace Desire Microfiber Hi-Cut
Brief Panty
I can't tell you how special it made me feel to be part of a "Sisterhood!" And yes, as soon as I get permission from Diane, I'll be buying some of those "Lace Desire" panties. Just not in black!
There are times however that the personalization gets a little too close for comfort. Several years ago I received a postcard via snail mail addressed to me from Victoria's Secret. It informed me that since I'd already purchased two bras, I only had to purchase one more to get the fourth one free! The letter carrier at the time was a woman. I often wondered if she noticed it and wondered what she must have thought.
And yes, of course I bought that third bra. Wouldn't you have?
Love,
sissy terrie 👄
