I’m ashamed to say that I was too much of a wuss even to do this. I was at the department store looking at some frilly pink panties, trying to figure out which size to get, when a male friend walked by. I blushed bright red and pretended to be looking at something else, then quickly walked out of the store. I guess it makes sense that a sissy like me wouldnt have what it takes to do something that frightens me so much. I know I should have just accepted the humiliation and chosen a pair of pink panties while he watched, but I just didn’t have the balls to do it.
So I’m reading your message, embarrassed and ashamed, and tucking my little dicklet back between my legs in the presence of a real man.
I do look forward to hearing the story of how you met Patti and her wuss.
I will never call her or any other woman a bitch; that’s a privilege that only real men like yourself have.