So overwhelming is the urge, that each time I put them on, I feel the urge to prance outside, and to put on a show, even if it is in the confines of my fenced in backyard. But then, imagine what the neighbors would say! I wonder if they are talking now, gathering together with binoculars, enjoying my show as I prance about. Biting my lip, I consider this. Oh, I don't care! In stockings, garter and high heels is the only time I feel alive!
Who knows, maybe there is another nearby with the same desires I have, screaming to get out and find 'a girl' to befriend. :giggles: Hhhmmm, I wonder....
Same feelings overcome me when I put on nylons!
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