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I’m definitely going to be expecting some urges to give up but, I will not let you girls down! I love me some underwear, and going commando is something I rarely do. Although, I did find it pretty hard to get comfortable on the couch while doing homework.

I like having the satisfaction of knowing that there’s a barrier between me and my jeans… Well, I bared it all and didn’t wear underwear for an entire week. And it is pretty hot, so less clothes could potentially help me cool down. I decided to go upstairs, put on some comfy shorts, and try this couch thing out again. It felt like my shorts were just too up in my business down there.

I wasn’t sure if maybe I was just having bad luck this week commando-wise, or if going commando was this sucky all the time.

Either way, I hopped in the shower, put on some boxers, and did homework the rest of the day. Not going to sugarcoat this: going commando is not for me.

When I finally did, class was over 10 minutes later.

They weren’t too tight, and they were allowing air down there. I sat in my lecture for three hours, squirming a little to get comfortable.

My outfit was adorable, but my skirt was short, tight, and the aggravator of all friction. Yes, that’s why I made sure not to drop anything all day. I begin my run, and about 15 minutes in, I started sweating.

My first thoughts were, “Wow this is uncomfortable, but I’m not going to be going out for too long. I explained to my girlfriends what was going on, and they all stared at me like I was insane. I don’t want to go into too much detail, but let’s just say everything became extremely uncomfortable down there as soon as this happened.

It, again, felt like my shorts were doing a little dance with me, but focusing on giving me constant wedgies or camel toes. Finally, I found a comfortable spot, and 10 minutes later the group meeting was over. Day 4, Thursday: Alright, well I just had my first “Oh, crap” moment. A couple of hours before the show, I was putting my uniform together and then realized my underwear wasn’t going to be a part of it. On stage, you want to be as comfortable as you can, and not worry about stray pieces of clothing rubbing up on you down there. At least it was because of my lack of underwear and not because of me. Day 5, Friday: After yesterday’s fiasco, I was bound to make today better.

Well, I put on my game face and decided to roll with the punches… As soon as I got home, I took off my sweatpants, and indeed, there was a rash. I was going to wear the worlds most comfortable material all day: satin pajama shorts. To be honest, I was pissed at my vagina, and I don’t think it was that happy with me either… I arrived at my boyfriend’s house, and we decided to grab something to eat. I think this was the first time this week that my vagina felt like it could breathe…which is pretty ironic when you think about it. Today, I wanted to finish off the week by going on a long run.

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