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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 massage her bra. They know nothing of going steady and finally being allowed to slide a hand down into her broad panties to comb her<b> pubic </font></b>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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