I tried on some really tiny ones with just a bit of string in my bum and felt so rude I could have cried.I tried on some really tiny ones with just a bit of string in my bum and felt so rude I could have cried. When I came out I bent right over to show off to him and I was so happy to see him smile and shake his head. He even let me steal 'em and it was such fun I would've peed in the mall if he'd let me. All the time we were in the mall I kept looking for men and showing them my rude knickers. It was great 'cos Daddy didn't mind either, but then he made me stop 'cos he thought we might get told off. I didn't want to stop. I could tell the men liked me opening my legs or bending over to show off 'cos they would keep smiling at me. Maybe Daddy thought a lady might see me and tell us off but I didn't want to show my knickers to ladies, only for men. On Monday I begged Daddy to let me wear some new knickers to school and picked some tiny blue ones with string to go in my bum. Instead he made me wear some white ones but I didn't mind 'cos they were real tiny lacy ones with just front, back and no sides. On the school bus I showed off to the boy next to me and let him put his hand up my skirt. He touched the lace then pushed his hand inside and felt me up real good. I almost peed in his hand! At breaktimes I kept showing my nice rude knickers and getting felt up by older boys, and when I got home my white knickers had turned grey where all the boys' dirty fingers had rubbed it! Before Daddy came home I changed into the tiniest red ones I'd worn in the mall, and bent right over as he opened the door. |