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The Unfastening of Each Button
The Unfastening of Each Button I once read (and I heartily agree) that with the unfastening of each button a woman loses a bit of her mystery. The fifties were my childhood. It was a time when, as Cole Porter once wrote the lyric: In olden days, a glimpse of stocking was looked on as something shocking. Heaven knows, now anything goes. It is true. Today there is little left of the imagination. As a young boy, surveying the clothes lines from the back alley, I was fascinated with all the _unmentionables. Of course, they were all white and none of that foam padding. To this day, to catch even a glimpse of that broad band at the top of nylons or beyond expectation, a garter, thrills me to no end. Whatever happened to the tease? I feel sorry for young men today. They are part of the microwave generation where it is total nudity, f*cking and then perhaps asking the young ladies name. They know nothing of weeks and months of patient strategies to get a hand under a sweater to<b> massage </font></b>her bra. They know nothing of going steady and finally being allowed to slide a hand down into her broad panties to comb her pubic hair with your fingers but no further. Or for that matter, they have no idea of what it is like when she switches from full girdle . to bottomless girdle to let you touch her silk panties. , those WERE the daze, my friend, I thought they would never end. They now say, Less Is More. I would agree but not nothing is more. LESS. Keep the mystery ladies and keep your man. |
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I do not know of any women that were those old fashion undergarments.
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