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>Again let me apologize for taking so long. I had a >laptop that just would not boot one morning and to get >the system re-built on a new laptop took a while. > >Here is my first girdle story > >First Girdle experience: > >It would haver been in October 1974. Just a little >over a year when the core city of the suburb I lived >in had seen the “second” afternoon newspaper sell >“Certain assets” to the larger afternoon paper and >close up shop. >I had a route in an area around the neighborhood. I >had bought a used bicycle from a school mate and >outfitted it with large baskets to deliver the paper. >Because my brother was so much younger than me, I was >usually the first one home. As soon as I got in the >house I would walk the dog and then start my paper >route. >Mom had taken a part timer job down the road, not >because we needed the money but because she just >wanted out of the house and “To teach you some >independence!” >I never had any desire to cross dress or anything >similar. It may have been about weight, or it may just >have been that I was not getting enough touches. I >also was always curious about how girdles felt to wear >them all day. >I had often used some of that “Gap time” to go in >Mom’s girdle drawer and just determine what she really >had. >She was very small and petite, and never wore girdles >around home, or to just go the grocery store, and her >girdles were unboned and rarely had zippers. She >ALWAYS wore a girdle of some sort to her still new >part time job, to church, to any school events that >either one of us had. >As you can imagine, the girdle collection grew a good >bit when she was working even just 4-5 hours a day 6 >days a week. So I had sized up the girdle collection, >and done so with no interest in bras. I did not yet >realize how important stockings were wit an OBG. >I picked out a panty girdle in “Rose”(Darker pink) >with a non-stretch front panel and muli-layered >elastic all around. >On one rainy afternoon, Dad was late getting home >because traffic in the city was horrendous normally, >add a little water and it only gets worse! >I needed a little more tine for my route two but not >as much. >That meant that he was still changing out of his suit >when I got through doing my paper route. I hung around >upstairs on the excuse of changing out of my wet >clothes. >Once Dad was done and headed downstairs. I immediately >slipped over to my parents room, straight for Mom’s >girdle drawer and got the selected panty girdle and >scurried back to my room with it. It was immediately >clear that I was NOT going to be able to wear my “tidy >whities” with it at all. I adjusted it and put my >pants on over it. It was the best feeling I had ever >experienced up to that point >I kept it on for a few more hours and got used to the >feeling. Just had to make sure to return it to its >proper place by the time Mom got home. > >A few things were clear as I lay in bed thinking about >it: >1) Mom’s girdles just were NOT adequate for my needs, >I didn’t really know what “strays” were until I bought >my first two girdles, but clearly I needed more >structure than those girdles could provide and >layering was not the answer. >2) I was going to have to find some way to get them >into the house without Mom knowing, and she DID read >my mail, usually over my father’s objections. >3) This was going to get EXPENSIVE beyond what my >paper route could support >4) I didn’t have the guts to wear a girdle the place I >needed it most, to school >I worked these problems out slowly, learned the >advantages of an open-bottom girdle , learned how to >put on stockings and established a reliable affordable >source that would not break the bank.

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