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>> >>>>Robert, >>>> >>>>From this thread, it would seem that you are getting >>>>much more comfortable both with the idea and the >>>>actual wearing of a girdle in public – specifically >>in >>>>places and situations where you might be >"discovered" >>>>by people you know. >>>> >>>>I have the same hesitancy to wear in places or >around >>>>people I know, so I can fully sympathize with your >>>>caution. >>>> >>>>Nonetheless, it was good to hear that you wore your >>>>new Smoothie and everything worked out fine. >>>> >>>>Keep up the good work! >> >> >>jaime 114, >>I simply love wearing a girdle so much that I look for >>ways to enjoy them a little outside my comfort zone. >>For me it keeps my fetish from becoming routine and >>predictable. Something to look forward too, like >>going for a walk with my girdle showing. I never >>thought about doing this until I saw a guy out walking >>one day wearing athletic shorts under a t-shirt. I >>thought, why couldn't I do that while wearing a long >>leg girdle. I've done this several times now and I >>love it. Believe me, the very first time I ventured >>out with nothing but a sweatshirt on over my girdle >>was a thrill to put it mildly. I can't wait till >>warmer weather. > >Robert, > >I passionately fell in love with girdles after trying >one of my older sisters’ when I was twelve. It was >extremely risky because my father was still with us at >the time, and I wouldn’t be here to tell about it had >he ever found out. Consequently I hardly ever had the >chance to nurture my fetish. > >I almost got caught on two occasions but I was never >too sure if my mom knew about it but didn’t want to >address the issue. I was actually a good kid after all >and did well in school. She also knew my father was a >thousand years behind the times and no good would come >out of telling him about it. I must confess that my >girdle fetish was extremely frustrating for me >however, and this went on for years. > >Come summer of 1969 at the age of seventeen my mom got >me a job as an assistant bookkeeper for one of her >lady friends. Her name was Linda and she had 6 >employees, all females, beautiful dressed and >obviously girdled. They were all very friendly and >ready to help. > >However, only one week after I started, I was riding >my bike to work and hit a pot hole and took a bad >fall. The x-rays showed a herniated disk in my lower >spine. I then had to take a week off and I was fitted >with an orthopaedic brace that turned out to be so >extremely firm that it was actually hurting me. > >Of course mom told Linda about my injury and that I >may not be going back to work because I was in a great >deal of pain and to make things worse my brace was >killing me. Another week passed and Linda called as >she was worried that I may not heal properly and >suggested I had nothing to lose in trying a girdle, >that it would probably provide a much better support >than my back brace. So mom called the corsetiere and >explained my problem. The lady then scheduled an >appointment for three days later to get me fitted and >recommended a panty girdle. She then explained >however that I may find wearing women’s corsetry over >boxer shorts very uncomfortable and that a panty >girdle should be normally worn over panties and >pantyhose. > >On the day of my appointment my back was starting to >feel better but I definitely still needed proper >spinal support. The lady then fitted me with a fairly >firm but very comfortable medium leg panty girdle with >side hooks and zipper. It was then that I understood >why a panty girdle should be worn over panties and >pantyhose. The fit was so perfect that I could feel >myself slowly drifting in a mild state of euphoria. >Never in my life had I ever felt so wonderful. > >To tell you what happened next would go beyond the >scope of this discussion, but I went back to work the >following Monday, and of course everyone knew I was >wearing a panty girdle over panties and pantyhose. >Then that morning, as I was walking away from the >printer, Cathy the assistant manager saw me and got up >from her desk and walked to me and asked me how it >felt to be wearing a women’s girdle, but I never >replied. She then grabbed me by the waist and said >“You don’t have to tell me, I can easily tell you’re >very happy. It feels nice, doesn’t it? Welcome to our >world…! > >Needles to say I’m still properly girdled. > >Thank you

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