I always knew I had cool aunts.
I had no idea why they were so excited when I turned 13 and started to “become a woman”. Little did I know that I’d wait 9 further years to know the exact reason as to why they were so looking forward to my oncoming womanhood…
I turned 19 last month, and this was the day when my aunts thought it the occasion to “initiate” me into the family-sisters tradition, a tradition of the Hanky-Panky-thong-wearing kind. With mischievous smiles on their faces they handed me a pack of 5 low rise thongs, all in beautiful colors, each one astonishingly comfortable. I’d never been a thong-wearer before, they seemed to me to be contraptions of discomfort…boy how my impression has now been changed! I now can’t wait to own rainbows of your underwear, and eagerly await the postman to bring me the package I’m about to order!
Thanks ever so much for inventing Hanky Panky thongs,
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