Panty girdle story

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My party dress was beautiful, but a little tight around the waistline, so my mother bought me a girdle. On the night of the shindig, I was excited and tried to get ready quickly. I found that squeezing into it and then struggling to hook the stockings to the garters was taking forever! But I was determined and then triumphant as I finally snapped the last garter clasp into place! However, by this time all chaos was breaking out in the living room. Sue and I felt so proud of the way we looked.

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I was wearing my sophisticated black dress, which looked great thanks to the girdle, and Sue was wearing the newest fashion, a colorful ruffled blouse her grandmother bought for her in the most expensive store in the neighborhood. At the party, I was having a grand old time, dancing the twist with my friend Eugene when I felt something slide down my legs. And saw that my panties were around my ankles.

What to do? What could I do? Nothing but step out of them, pick them up, and run into the bathroom; my best Panty girdle story running after me. We stayed in the bathroom for a while until I got the courage to return to the party. Much to my delight, I found that miracles do happen — no one said a word and everyone acted like nothing happened! I later found out that my dance partner Eugene warned them not to tease me. And grateful that I have the ability to find a little humor in the worst of circumstances.

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Mary Shea is a grandmother, administrative assistant, aspiring writer, and comedian. She is currently writing a memoir based on stories she shares with her friend of over fifty years. Mary lives in the Bronx and is happiest when spending time with her grandchildren. I miss the good old days. OMG, Kathy! I was 15 when my mother got a girdle for me. Save my name,and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Photography by Neil Kramer Photography. Videography by Michael Chow Media. I remember my first girdle. But the girdle that was holding me in… was also holding me up.

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I looked down. Then we both started to laugh. Actually, I was laughing and crying at the same time. After all these years… I am still laughing and crying with my best friend, Sue. Share Comments Hey birthday girl! So fun reading your girdle story again! Love, Laura xo. We use cookies to ensure that we give you the best experience on our website. If you continue to use this site we will assume that you are happy with it.

Panty girdle story

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