My "THING"

Needless to say my 'thing' isn't something I tell. Back when I was 12 my sisters underwear was folded on the washing machine. I couldn't resist and took a pair and put them on. I've been wearing panties ever since. My mother was upset when I stole her panties because I stretched them out of shape and my sister refused to wear them after that. So my mother bought me my own set. She shopped at Sears so they were pretty plain vanilla. A side issue was my mother's concern if I was hurt in an accident or got picked up by the police.

I'm a stickler for style, I wear lace and color. I like my panties to be taught, hold everything in place.