Betty's Pub 20.1
Main Menu => BETTY PEARL'S PUB FOR SISSIES => Topic started by: marybethsanford on April 15, 2019, 06:49:53 AM
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I've had friends who insist on wearing black nylon lingerie, while I and others insist on pink. Which do you prefer? Now's your chance to choose... Or not!
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Well marybethsanford, pink is my all time favourite colour and I really love the one in the pic. I have so much pink in my collection from tights and leotards to panties and camisoles and wonderful cloth diapers in Hello Kitty, teddy bears and baby prints on pink thick flannel pull ups made by Babykins in British Columbia. Oh and wonderful pink plastic panties and bloomers to cover them for protection too. I sure don't have a wonderful petticoat like the one in your picture though.
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Pinks, whites, & yellows for sissies. Blacks only if I want to look sexy or sleazy.
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Yes Betty, love pinks and whites and soft yellows. I remember having a pair of my sisters panties with little pink, yellow and blue dots on them when I was very young. One day when I was about 20 or so I was in a shop and saw some almost exactly like that and my heart raced and brought back a flood of memories. Of course I had to buy them as that reminded me of my time of discovering who I really was, my sisters sister. Of course when you are young nobody listens to you and back in the 50's and 60's they thought you were mental for saying anything like that at a young age. Even when I reached my early teens my doctor said it was a hormone imbalance and tried to get me on anti-depressants. Of course mom went right to the church and told the priest. He told me I should be nearer to God and become an Alter boy but that did not last too long. I went out and got a second job and told them I had no time for that with working before school and after school, I barely had time for school LOL
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Pink for me too but I like white as well.. :)
Talking about Altar boys takes me back to when I was in the Church choir and the choirmaster said I should only wear panties under the vestments (red dress covered in a white surplice) he brought me pink satin panties to wear and said he had to check that they fitted properly he then found my balls weren't there and thought that was great and that I was nearly a girl anyway.
I told one of the other boys that I had been groped (didn't use that expression as I didn't know it) he said don't worry just don't let him get you on his knee with your underpants off (I didn't tell him about the satin panties or the no nuts)
I left that choir soon after but never toldmy parents about what had happened (probably wouldnt have believed me anyway).
Luv Jeangurl :-[
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Hi jeangurl, I never got that close to the two priests at our church as an Alter boy because I had heard rumors about things going on. I was also in the choir as one of two soprano's and they used to say with our blond hair and white gowns we looked like two little angels. At Christmas one year we even had feather wings and gold wire Halo's. I don't remember hearing about any of the favourite Alter boys wearing panties but then that is something they would keep quiet if they were asked. I was wearing them anyway so maybe the priest already saw my panty line under my slacks. Unlike other boys I never wore jeans or trainers as I hated both and my mother always said people would comment on how nice I was always dressed. When I was young that was her doing but I got to like the favourable comments and praise so I was always dressed nice even in high school. Picture nerd with pocket protector full of pens LOL. I remember once when I was about 15 or 16, I saw a wonderful flowered buccaneer shirt with long collar and flowing balloon sleeves full of little pink and purple flowers. I saved for a month and bought the shirt but when dad saw it he threatened to burn it and said I was a Puff, his term for gay. I told him to open his eyes that was the way fashion was going with the Beatles and Rolling Stones and other bands and as I played drums in a small band I was going to dress like I wanted. One of the other guys in the band had his mother make us matching shirts in deep purple flowered material and dad just shook his head when he saw us. He could not bitch too much as he told me I had to get a job starting when I was 11 or 12 and I did and was working two jobs and playing in the band on weekend nights as well so he had no say in how I spent my money. He pretty much left me alone in my late teens and early twenties when I left home and got a very nice apartment near work.