…so that I can purchase a C-String in a real store? Oh, C-String… why aren’t you near my home, and my crotch?
For now, I’ll just have to buy you online to alleviate my pesky panty-line problems. I very rarely feel as though my crotch has enough stuff all up in it, so I’m happy to use your kind-of undies to ‘fill my void’ and ‘keep me covered’ under my clothing.Â Lets just hope my sundress doesn’t fly up to expose any unsightly boy-shorts, until I can be free as a bird in my c-string.
Waiting longingly (with panty-lines) for your arrival to NYC <3