So I had a ball with A__'s underwear. I wore her dresses, even. I found out that I love the feel of material flowing around my legs. It feels so sexy, so pretty. That's all old news by now, though.
I just want to turn myself on right now. Just for the Hell of it. Last night I wore my little black panties with my garter belt holding up the stockings I cut out of pantihose (so soft and silky!) and the velvety bra, covered with A__'s dress-like nightgown. It felt quite wonderful. I love the feel of stockings on my legs.