I used to love looking at all the nappies.

[afp]

Cindy that is lovely and you had all detention to dream about the morning and when is the next time you cloud pass that house on a special laundry day. Did you make friends with the three girls?

[Cindy]

Thanks. I saw that clothesline in my head all day and on many occasions since then including when I made my post. During detention I was thinking of that sight and almost got in more trouble for not completing my lines.

I never got to know those girls, but I did see them once in a while. Every time I did, I thought of that clothesline and imagined what they were wearing underneath their skirts. This was so long ago that girls all wore skirts to school and for me, panties were a total mystery. I am sure I blushed every time I saw them and I bet they thought I was out of my mind.

[Girlygirl]

It’s not such an unusual thought process for a young lad, Cindy (having been of a male mindset at a similar age myself). Usually it is for the wrong reasons though. Fortunately, I have since seen the light and wear panties under my own skirts these days. 

[mikki]

Thanks. I saw that clothesline in my head all day and on many occasions since then including when I made my post. During detention I was thinking of that sight and almost got in more trouble for not completing my lines.

I never got to know those girls, but I did see them once in a while. Every time I did, I thought of that clothesline and imagined what they were wearing underneath their skirts. This was so long ago that girls all wore skirts to school and for me, panties were a total mystery. I am sure I blushed every time I saw them and I bet they thought I was out of my mind.

I think I was around 5 years old when I first "discovered" that little girls wore panties, and that they were much more interesting than my boring white boy's undies.  Needless to say, I was fascinated by them -- so many pretty colors and interesting, shiny fabrics.  I can remember feeling deprived, and thought it quite unfair, that I had to put up with my plain, boring white underpants.  At the time, I wore the type that buttoned to my undershirt.  

Needless to say, I've never gotten over my fascination with panties.  

[Cindy]

I think I was around 5 years old when I first "discovered" that little girls wore panties, and that they were much more interesting than my boring white boy's undies.  Needless to say, I was fascinated by them -- so many pretty colors and interesting, shiny fabrics.  I can remember feeling deprived, and thought it quite unfair, that I had to put up with my plain, boring white underpants.  At the time, I wore the type that buttoned to my undershirt.  

Needless to say, I've never gotten over my fascination with panties.  

I think I was around the same age when I awoke to that too. I didn't have a sister so girls were a total mystery to me. I don't think I felt jealous, just fascination at the mystery. Since the girls wore skirts they were always careful not to let a gust of wind lift them and held them close to themselves when they went up the stairs. A rare glimpse of the hidden caused laughter from those who got a peek and a squeal of horror from the embarrassed girl if she knew. I suppose that's why for me the most exciting panties to this day are the simple plain cotton or nylon briefs with perhaps just a hint of lace around the leg opening and waist. I've never been a huge fan of the more adult lacy panties that so many here love, but to each his/her own.

[Cindy]

Recalling this memory inspired me to write my first PD story. I'll post it in the Adult and Sissy Baby Fiction section. I hope that you like it.

[bAByBunnykins]

It's really funny when I think back to when I was 11, 12, 13 and 14 how I used to cruise around the neighborhood looking over back fences at all the baby nappies fluttering in the wind and sometimes sneaking in and stealing some. I didn't really think about plastic pants that much because they were so small that I didn't think to steal them. For me I was never made to wear a nappy as a child but Oh I wished so much that someone would put me in them and treat me like a real baby. It is amazing how strong the desire is when you are young.

[mikki]

When Mommy started putting me back in diapers when I was 13, I had to hang my own diapers out on the clothesline to dry.  Always in diapers and plastic pants.  Back in the '50s and '60s, clotheslines were still a regular feature in every home.  Line-dried clothes and linens are still quite the luxury.  There's nothing quite like slipping between fresh, line-dried sheets at night.  

[Girlygirl]

Recalling this memory inspired me to write my first PD story. I'll post it in the Adult and Sissy Baby Fiction section. I hope that you like it.

I look forward to reading it (though I might have to set a couple of hours aside by the look of things). 

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When Mommy started putting me back in diapers when I was 13, I had to hang my own diapers out on the clothesline to dry.  Always in diapers and plastic pants.  Back in the '50s and '60s, clotheslines were still a regular feature in every home.  Line-dried clothes and linens are still quite the luxury.  There's nothing quite like slipping between fresh, line-dried sheets at night.  

Wearing nappies at that age was something I was all too familiar with but I think having to hang them on the line would have felt very public (particularly as my punishments during my childhood were generally fairly private affairs).