Today seems like a good day for Torquay but when push came to shove I opted out. I need to get to the shops and buy my almost 16 year old something nice for her birthday this coming week. She already wanted something to do with her computor and photography and so I thought something simple.
A pretty aray of nighties and p.j's greeted me as I entered the shopping centre, oh soooo cute. My lot are still in short p.j's bet she would love a couple of cute summer nighties. Bras and undies too. How pretty and sophisticated is the world of underwear for the average teenager. So much to choose from....eventually I opted for red andpurple, undies with matching bra. When the shop assistant took them from me to put them through the cash register imagine my surprise when that little thing fell out. No bigger than the hankies my mother and women of her generation proudly stuff in their bra everymorning neatly ironed and folded into a triangle. The triangle tip may help you there. Yes a g string. Now as far as I am aware my almost 16 year old has yet to come to the pressures of marketing and don this almost non existent item of clothing. That said I was tempted to leave it amongst her gifts for the big 16th. Then I imagined her embarrassment at pulling it from the wrapping paper on her birthday morning and imagined her eyes looking to me with confusion, embarrassment and could that be slight amusement. Think I'll leave it out, she can buy her own first g string, call me prudish but I am sure she could catch a cold in her kidneys if not properly covered up................................hahahahahhaha. My 18 year old might laugh at my pruddishness but hey there's not need to encourage them to grow up any faster than they already are.
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