When could I put them on again? Right now! The entire day I wore them under my pants. Just walking through the house. Not my mom nor my dad looked funny at me. They had no idea. That would mean I could actually do this all the time. No one would ever know... -monday 24 november 2008- My first day going to school as an adult. couple Hehehe. That’s actually quite exciting on it’s own but of course I couldn’t keep my mind of the things I did in the weekend. So I took the thong and put it in my backpack and went off to school. To actually take girls underwear with me was thrilling, but the fact that I could go to the bathroom and replace my boxers with the thong any time I wanted was even more exciting. As you could have guessed by now. After about village 2 hours I asked if I could go to the bathroom. I’ve put the thong in my back pocket. I walked to the bathroom, got into a stall, locked the door and changed my underwear. Replacing boxers for a thong. It felt awesome putting it on. I noticed a little wet spot in the thong. Seems that I’ve been leaking a bit. I guess that was because in my mind I already was thinking about walking around in these girly panties all day. I pulled up my pants, checked if nothing pink was sticking out on my back or hips. And put my boxers in my back pocket. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought about what a naughty boy I became just now hahaha. As I went back collage to the classroom. I came across 2 other students. Both girls. They would never know that that boy who was passing them was wearing women's clothing. Oh the adrenaline was rushing through my veins like crazy. indian I noticed a little bulge not long after that. Oh shit. In my boxers a hard-on would be pressed down a bit because it was tight around my crotch so nobody would really see that it was stiff. But with this tiny thong… OMG I could feel how big my dick was getting pressing against the fabric. I even got harder because of that. I decide to go to my locker and just wait there for a punjabi tamil bit until my boner would be gone. So there I was. In front of my locker. Excited, aroused, ashamed, embarrassed, shy, horny. Just all of those things at the same time. That was the first time that the back seat of that 4x4 got wet with my pussy juices. As what had happened when they first touched hands in the cafe so it was now happening as he punjabi licked at couple her clit. I moved my hands up each of their inner thighs and began rubbing the mounds underneath their bikini bottoms. Both Sarah and I have been branded and Sue as well." That’s what any real man would have done.” “Cum on my mouth!” the other twin tamil moaned. New ideas to wear, and new delights with which to act. I want … I need you to know I won’t be talking about this to anyone. Home attending to her damned emergency. So he backed off, and admired her from collage afar as she came and went with Benny during the remainder of the semester, and indian pondered what might have been. Claire was too excited to care. Sniffing it and feeling the slickness of it. Although she had taken to wearing more village clothing for our travels, than just her simple skirt that she had when we first met, today she was perched on the rock, with a short European skirt around her waist, that I bought in a market in Fort Victoria in Southern Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe).