HNT Virgin

Hola Readers! Today I lose my virginity. OK not exactly in the traditional sense, that cherry was popped a long time ago. I'm talking about HNT virginity. I've been enjoying HNT on other people's blogs for a while now, so I thought maybe it's time to show some reciprocation and throw out a pic for the females out there. As many of you know, I'm the shy type and don't normally do this sort of thing so I'm feeling somewhat nervous about this. What do you think, is it cheesy? That's my manly side, "strength and honor"...LOL! ;^P Hope you like it ladies.

Oodles of Satin!

Guten Tag Readers! How was your weekend? Me, I attended a wedding where I got myself in trouble at the bar. I paid the price HEAVILY the next day...oh my aching head!! :^( Anyway, I ran into an old acquaintance there and boy was this guy a jack ass. I don't know if he was just kidding around or what, but I didn't remember him being such an a-hole back in the day. Let's just say he was acting very slimy like a used car salesman. I talk about sex and craving pussy and such here on the blog pretty frequently, but I'd like to think I know where to draw the line on being respectful of other people and being a douche bag. This guy was acting like he was the big guy's gift to women...Mr. Studmuffin himself in the flesh...ugh! Anyway, I was hoping to meet some ladies at the wedding, but frankly I was too inebriated to really do much flirting. Luckily, even as a drunk I am usually a gentleman, so I don't have anything to regret in that department.

Now then, I'll get to what you're probably wondering about, the pic of the day. Who is that beautiful woman, you ask? She is Vana from Vanaweb, her own site coming from across the pond in the UK. Lovely bird isn't she mate? I like to try and support panty related sites, so when I came across this one, I knew I'd be posting about it at some point. The thing I really love about her site is she specializes in...ta da...satin lingerie and panites. Ah, someone who likes the silky stuff, thank goodness! ;^) I am not a member or subscriber of her site, but this one looks like it might be a winner, especially if you like satin undies (who doesn't).

In Search Of...

Howdy Readers! The panty pic of the day is another from LV Panty, the web site dedicated to panty clad ladies. Gotta love those red satin full backs in the picture. Speaking of satin panties, I went to the mall today and hit a few stores to see what panties are out there. I was very much disappointed (again) by the selection. No cute satin string bikinis to be found. The closest I found was at Sears where they had some satin bikinis with a wide waistband. They weren't too bad, I think the price was two for ten dollars. Still, I went to Frederick's of Hollywood, Victoria's Secret, Sears and JC Penny and browsed the lingerie. I had heard through the panty lover grapevine that JCP had recently started carrying satin panties again, with (drum roll please) RUFFLES!! I searched in vain through the intimate apparel section of the store, finally asking the lady at the register. She said they didn't have them, but "go have a look over in that area" and pointed me over to a section I already went through. Nothing, nada, zilch, zippo, the big zero. I strongly suggest that you, my panty loving readers head down to your local JCP in case your local store does have these phantom panties. Please, if you find them, let me know if they really exist. I love the look that some ladies give me when they see me in the lingerie department. I got a cute smile from one shopper, made me feel all naughty inside! :^D

Peeping Tom

G'day Readers! How is your week shaping up so far? Going well I hope. The picture of the day comes from a site called 1 If By Day, a strange name for a porn web site if you ask me. Anyway, they seem to have some pretty nice content. I am not a subscriber there, so I can't say how good the site is or isn't.

A friend invited me to be a guest at his gym yesterday and I jumped at the chance because this is a ritzy place where one normally doesn't get to see the inside walls. It was very swanky with nice new and well maintained equipment. After our workout, we went to hit the showers upstairs in the men's locker room. There were stacks of clean towels there, shampoo, conditioner, body wash etc. The showers have individual stalls with frosted glass doors that swing open and shut with no lock or stop, but the door is high enough off the ground that it's pretty obvious if someone is using the stall. So I was washing my hair with eyes closed and thought I sensed the door open. When I rinsed the shampoo from my eyes, I looked and the door was askew. Weird, I seem to have been the victim of a peeping tom! Too bad it wasn't a woman! LOL, hope whoever it was enjoyed the view! ;^)

Inhibitions Lost

Namaste Readers! How's the weekend shaping up for you all? Hope you are having a good one. Yesterday, I watched a DVD at home called "In the Cut", starring the cute and lovely Meg Ryan. Meg spends half the movie running around topless, much to my delight. The story, I think, is meant to be a sort of "Basic Instinct" from a female perspective. She is a writer, a romantic poet who perhaps lives her life out through her writings. Her character, through dark serendipity, comes in contact with a mysterious man who opens her inner doors, doors she has always longed to be ripped open. During the movie, she has her pussy eaten and fucked as well as masturbated a couple of times, very nice. I can't recommend the film based on the story alone, it was just ok in my opinion, but if you are a fan of pretty Meg then you'll probably want to rent it. As I have stated in the past, I find women who are sexually uninhibited to be the biggest turn on, so the character here unleashing her sexual fires is quite exciting to me, enough so that I relieved a little sexual tension of my own after the movie. ;^)

Cougar Snares Her Prey

Howdy Readers! Are you all having a good week? Being naughty little boys and girls I hope. Pictured today is one of the original MILFs, a character that rocked the world by seducing a younger man and making that fantasy bubble in every man's brain from that point on. Yes, I speak of the movie The Graduate and of the character Mrs Robinson played by the sexy Anne Bancroft. Her silk stocking covered leg, stretched out in front of a quivering Dustin Hoffman is perhaps one of the most iconic pictures in all of film history. I wonder how many loads of jism were shot thinking of this scenario? It occurs to me that I've never had the pleasure of making love to a woman over the age of 30. Gasp, this wasn't some diabolical plan to avoid so called older women, it just has never happened...yet. Of course, I suppose I'm too old myself to play the part of a young man being seduced by a cougar, oh, but it's still a nice fantasy. I find mature women sexy as hell, knowing what they need and getting it, knowing what their man needs and giving it. The term cougar, meant every bit as a compliment, a celebration of her accomplishments, another notch in her lipstick case. So here's to you Mrs Robinson...

At the Races

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Lift-off!

Howdy Readers! Well guess what? I finally shot my load yesterday. Yup, one day shy of the seven week mark. It was very nice and soothing. Feeling stressed out, I decided to stroke off to completion, so I popped in a DVD, slipped on some silky panties and got out the panties that were sent over to me. I sniffed at them while I watched the pretty girl enjoying herself in front of me. I imagined my lady friends were there with me, enjoying the show I was giving them. I fantasized about them getting off to me. I fought off about three orgasms, stroking my engorged cock with some silky satin panties. The sensations were mind boggling, tingling somewhere deep inside of me. I rubbed my nipples with the panties (that always drives me wild). Alas, the whole thing only lasted a paltry 40 minutes, but the release was magical after such a long wait. I guess the stress got to me and I just couldn't concentrate fully, so I let myself go over the edge. The cum was vast in quantity, being released with a powerful force and an unusually large amount of clear precum. Interestingly, it made a kind of hissing noise as the cum sprayed out. The cum itself didn't have the usual scent (or really any scent for that matter), nor was it the pearly white color that I'm accustomed to seeing. No, it had a yellow or even slightly orange tint to it. I think perhaps this was an indication that it was past it's expiration date. Sorry, that doesn't sound very sexy does it? Figured you curious types would like to know all the gruesome facts. Alas, there is still a lot of cum left in the sack which I plan to drain soon. If I had to guess I'd say it may not be all that healthy to hold out as long as I did, perhaps regular milkings are better, at least get the fluids changed. I would have taken a picture of the lake of cum, but my camera is with a friend on vacation, so no can do (same goes for the panties, for now at least...sorry Ross). I was hoping to cum at least two times in a row, but I was too stressed out and didn't have the time anyway. I've got to thank A Secrets for sending me her sweet lil undies and to my other panty patron (who shall remain anonymous) who sent me her sexy scented delicates...this cums for you!

Bang a Gang!

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A Helping Hand

Hello Readers! Today's count, six weeks, three days. Yes, I am still abstaining from cumming. I was going to shoot my load off back at the six week mark, but ran out of time. It wasn't for lack of trying, I had stroked my cock for over an hour while watching some hard core porn. I wanted to make the action last at least two hours, so I just had to stop and wait til I got a nice long stretch of time. My poor cock was pretty sore anyway from all the stroking it's been getting, so I suppose it was a nice rest for it.

The main purpose of today's post isn't really about me at all, but to alert you all to a fellow blogger in need. I speak of "A Slip of a Girl" blog, where she is trying to raise some capital for a trip to see her friend Jewel who is now in hospice. We are all aware of the skyrocketing price of gas as of recent, so I'm sure that it's quite understandable that she might need a few buckaroonies to help get her to her destination. I'll try and ride my bike a few times instead of drive and give the gas money I save to her. If you can, it's pretty easy to give via Amazon and it's completely anonymous if you so choose. At any rate what better way to feel good than helping others in need?

Be back soon, til then thanks for stopping in.

What to do?!

Welcome Readers! Guess what, today is exactly one day shy of SIX friggin' weeks of agonizing orgasm denial. I'm trying to hold out til tomorrow to make it the official entire six weeks, just so I can say I did it (or is that DIDN'T do it?). The bad thing is, I have some stuff scheduled for tomorrow, so I might not get to do it then either! I haven't even been sleeping all that well lately. Not sure if it's the sperm buildup or what, but it's making me tired (and cranky....ggrrrr). Yesterday, I stroked my turgid cock for about forty five mintues watching some Marilyn Chambers porn (but of course, who else). Gawd that girl turns me on! I just love her small titties and shaved cunt. She kind of looks like Sybil Sheppard a bit. Anyway I must have fought off several orgasms during my stroking, my cock was on fire, every nerve ending tingling with delightful pleasure! My balls have a padded feeling from all that cum floating around in there and I have to sit with my legs spread wide to ease the discomfort. So dang horny!

Today's photo credit goes to the I Spy Camel Toe website. Are those panties to die for or what? Is it getting hot in here? I think I need to go take a cold shower!

No Regrets

Hola My Friends! How was your extended weekend? I hope everyone had a fun, relaxing and safe time. I had some fun, watched "Wall-E" (great movie BTW) and took in some sun, enjoyed margaritas and sangrias, yum, and best of all saw lots of pretty girls. In case you are wondering, I'm still in my holding pattern, 39 days worth of jism is captive in my aching balls, waiting for release. I almost came a few times, but was able to fight it off, although considerable amounts of precum was excreted from my cock, oozing out of it's engorged head.

Some of you may have noticed that I've added a new link to my short list there on the right. The new addition being a wonderful blog known as "Lust Puddle" (don't cha love that name?) and written by a very intelligent and sexy person, Jezebel Vontizzle. Have a look see if you get a chance, it's a very good place to spend some time. I have actually found many interesting people out here in blog land and through them have learned a lot about love, life, myself, sexuality, etc. One thing that has always been a turn on to me is raw sexuality. I love women who are uninhibited and don't give a rat's ass what other people think. I know blogs are a great way to let yourself go, part of my reason for doing a blog was to do just that and show myself, warts and all. The purpose was multi fold. For one, to exorcise my own demons, feeling bad about my fetish (wink wink) and also to help those who have similar fetishes or feelings regarding their own fetish. Yes, I hope that you all can get a little lift from my postings. I admit that my own fetish ain't for everyone, but it's something I enjoy and doubt I could stop it even if I wanted to. My hope in showing my little butt in drag was to excite and entice some ladies who maybe wouldn't have thought a guy's butt could look sexy in a panty, maybe open a few minds to new possibilities, hopefully that mission was accomplished.

Getting back to my topic, women with pure, raw sexuality, one lady in particular comes to mind; queen of all porn stars, Marilyn Chambers. To me she epitomizes what a sexual creature could be if one was pure and untainted by outside opinions. For those who are unfamiliar with her, she was once the Ivory Soap girl, gracing the box cover with her lovely face. Then she got into porn. Just imagine the fresh faced girl next door being in a hard core fuck film! It was outrageous back in the early 70's. Women were just starting to get some glimpse of sexual parity with men and not having to have guilty feelings over it. She opened many doors for women. She had interracial sex, lesbian sex, anal sex, bondage and S and M sex, multiple partner sex all on film and all considered taboo at the time. You name it, I'm sure she tried it, and didn't blush one time in the process, bravo Marilyn! I've read many times that her orgasms on film were not faked and that she truly enjoyed the fuckings she received, it showed too. In the many years that have passed since she brought porn out into the public eye and made it OK for the masses, there have been many women to tease us in front of the cameras, but in my opinion, there was never anyone quite like her.

She had lovely small breasts and a natural looking body. No tattoos or strange piercings, just a clean canvas to work with. Her pussy and tits screamed out to be touched. Her enthusiasm was always readily apparent on screen as she pleasured men and women from head to toe. And off screen it was even better, she never turned her back on what she had done in the past like many people do, suddenly feeling they have to be moral because they had kids, a new career or uppity neighbors or something. She was so open and honest, lovely and refreshing qualities to see in anyone, let alone in a person famous for fucking. If I had a time machine, I wish I could go back to those days and fuck her. Her persona embodies everything I crave and love about sex. I was too young to have seen her stuff when it was new, but in the years I have been watching porn (a bunch), I have come to be a real fan of not just her work, but the way she lives her life. No regrets. Not many can say that, especially me, as I tend to beat myself mercilessly for every mistake made. Anyway, I still remember fucking my girlfriend to a video tape we got from somewhere. The film was "Insatiable" and it turned us both on immensely. I'll try and do a write up on that film sometime soon. Oh, and in case you're wondering, yes, that's Marilyn pictured above.

Happy 4th!

Happy 4th Everyone! For those readers (and it seems there are many) who are outside the US, July 4th is Independence Day here, the day we celebrate our break up with merry old England. Anyway, our traditions somehow involve beer, hot dogs, hamburgers and assorted junk food. Also we like to shoot fireworks into the night sky, usually most big cities or counties will have a fireworks show. Celebrating with us is Kelli Young, a cutie who happens to have her own web site with nice things to look at. I'm not a member, but thought I'd throw you guys a link to her site since I found a nice pic of her in the red, white and blue.

Tonight, I celebrated celibacy, or at least five weeks of it. I've got to tell you, my balls are very full and sitting can be uncomfortable like that. I received some panties in the mail...Oh Yeah! Thank you very much (you know who you are)! Let me tell you, there's nothing more exciting than finding a package in your mailbox containing freshly played in panties from some sexy honey. Knowing that she got off thinking of me getting off to her is an indescribable a turn on. Not all the panties are here yet, and so I'm going to try and hold off a little longer. I must admit, it may be hard not to shoot my own fireworks off soon. I think I may NEED to, it may not be a choice in the near future.

Until next time, be safe out there and have a great time celebrating!

Insect

Insect. Is that what I am? Nothing more than a primitive creature, little more than a beating heart and nervous system? This morning I was accosted by a mosquito. Despite my free hand swatting it away, it continued its futile attempts at using me as a food source. It did make me think, of how my own lust mirrors so precisely this same innate yearning. Oh how I hunger for pussy, wet and moist, just as this little mosquito hungers for blood. And blood is the only thing that will satiate it's hunger, pussy is the only thing that will satiate mine. My proboscis stands out waiting to slide into it's intended target, it's ultimate goal to pump it's seed deep within, pulsing as it does so, as if by a tiny heart located within it's stiffness. My mind is blank, drawn to pussy like a moth to flame. Men will give up anything for pussy, risking injury or even our lives just like the little mosquito.

Four Weeks!!

Welcome Readers! Today marks a monumental occasion! It's now been FOUR weeks since I last shot a load of cum. Although it's a couple days short of an actual calendar month, what d'ya say I just go ahead and give myself credit for a month anyway? And so it is, that the countdown to cumming has begun. Yes, the hour of ejaculation grows near my friends. And how should the end of this journey be marked? Not by some simple jack off, no. It should be glorious, amazing and memorable. What to do then? Well, I have a plan in mind and todays pictures should clue you in. I've invited some of my lovely female readers to have a personal part in this special event, one I guarantee will not be forgotten. My hope is that they will cast aside any self reservations and send me a pair of their used panties to sniff while I'm milking my man muscle dry. Ladies, does the thought of me getting off to your personal scent turn you on? I'll be waiting to hear from you!

Idle Thoughts

Welcome Readers! How are you all? Our model of the day is Cassia Riley from Penthouse. Do check out their website if you get a chance, they have excellent photography. Well, I survived another weekend of stroking and teasing. I had yet another close call followed my a milky urination. Does that count as cheating? This time I actually could see and feel some globs of jism as it came out in my pee. Don't worry, my balls are still very full, bursting really. And how long has it been class? Twenty six days and counting. And now, off the top of the ol' noggin, a ribald tale of carnal delight (part one).

She stood there, legs parted, standing on four inch platform heels, the definition of sex itself. The cool night air felt good on her hot, moist pussy. She'd been longing for some attention all week. I knelt down between her legs, my hands gliding up and down over the silky thigh high stockings, massaging, rubbing, turning up the heat. Her shaved cunt was aching for my mouth and she let me know it, arching her back so her perky tits jutted out, nipples pointing up to the sky above, her ass melting into the my hands. I looked up and saw pure lust in her eyes. Her hands reached down as polished, manicured nails flicked gently at her nipples. My hands joined hers, squeezing at those lovely breasts so that her nipples were even more accessible to her finger tips. She let out a low moan as her hands slid down her body and onto my shoulders. She massaged the muscles there, she felt my tension. Her hands worked to my neck, pausing to again massage the taught muscles before making their way to the back of my head. She ran her fingers through my hair, I turned my head and kissed her hands gently. I put my face on her soft firm belly and smelled her perfume, my hands still kneading her breasts, rolling her nipples between my fore fingers and thumbs. She urged me forward, guiding my head toward her womanhood. Please baby, I need your mouth, your tongue, your love. I tease her and resist, my hands now on her amazing, firm ass, pulling her cheeks apart. She can feel her pussy slightly parting as I work her ass cheeks open and closed. Oooohhh baby, please take me, she pleads, her hands now trying to push my head forward into her. I raise up slightly so that my lips meet her lower belly. I kiss it gently while my hands continue to massage her ass, finger tips edging closer to her dripping cunt. I stand up and hold her tight. Our bodies pressed up against each other, my fully hard member pointed at the ceiling, pressed firmly against her pelvis. She wriggles her chest, rubbing her tits against me. Our hands massage each other's asses, I lick my finger and rub it at her little asshole. She jumps with excitement rotating her pelvis forward, then titling her ass back so far her pussy must have been fully exposed from behind, ass up like a beautiful doe. My fingers make their way forward to her pussy. I trace the outline of her slit, fingertip gliding along on her natural lube. Her hips mirror the motion, her head tilts back as she grooves to the sensations. My mouth kisses her neck, nose buried in her soft hair, mmm, gentle smell of perfume. My hands follow the curve of her back, tracing the little canal up the middle as I drop slightly to gain access to her breasts, sucking and nibbling at her hard, sensitive nipples. She reaches down, one hand from the front one from behind as they meet at her pussy. She rubs around her engorged clit with her fingertip while the other hand is fingering her pussy. The sensations become overwhelming and she cums, the first of many orgasms tonight. I like to fuck with the lights on, she knows this and takes advantage of my weakness to her smooth shaved pussy, parting herself with her hands. I can take no more and devour her, my mouth cupping her entire vagina. I rest my tongue against her slit and hold it there firmly, working it slowly. Her hands return to her tits, hips rocking gently to my tongue fucking. It's not long til her second cumming, her knees weaken under the intense waves of pleasure, she can barely balance in her whore shoes.

More to Cum!

Three Weeks!

Valkommen Readers! If you read my post yesterday, then it's probably no big surprise, but today marks three weeks since my last cumming. Twenty one days folks! How much longer will this go on?

In other news, guess who was a BAD boy recently? OK, that was too easy, yeah yours truly. I was at a friend's place having supper the other night. After dinner, I found out that his room mate's dog was in one of the spare rooms of the apartment, penned up. I'm a sucker for animals, so I went in to give the dog some pats on the head and closed the door behind me so he wouldn't get out. He was pretty happy to see a friendly face. Anyway, while I was petting the dog, I noticed right there next to me was a laundry basket. Oh boy, the curiousity got the best of me. I could see what looked like a thin wasitband in one corner. Could it be? I listened to make sure no one was coming and quickly leaned over to get a better look. My eyes did not deceive me, it was indeed a pair of thong panties. Again I listened to see if the coast was clear, then feeling somewhat safe, I reached over and took the panties out. Stretchy cotton Victoria's Secret thongs, the "Pink" line to be exact. Not my favorite, but heck, beggars can't be choosers right?! Anyway, I carefully went hamper diving and found no less than five pairs of panties. Four were of the pink line, but one was an "Angels" line nylon panty. It was exquisite, floral piping ran up the front panel, the waist and leg openings had no thick line of elastic, the material simply ended there with a very thin stitching. They were like a delicate lavender colored flower. I brought them to my nose and enjoyed the faint scent, a mixture of perfume and pussy, mmm. I had to be careful as the door was not locked and the floors are carpeted, so someone could easily enter the room at any moment. I nervously stuffed the panties into my pocket. Not all of them, just the Angels one, the others I had carefully placed back into the hamper. Oh how I wanted those panties. I thought about taking them, then put them back. Then I put them back in my pocket. Then I put them back. Three maybe four times this happened. The owner of the panties is a statuesque Asian beauty, five feet ten inches tall, slender with perky tits and ass. The lips of her mouth pout so perfectly, seemingly made for the act of kissing and more. You can imagine my dilema, what does a panty addicted perv like myself do in such a situation? Especially with my mind not in it's clearest state right now (no doubt due to the overflowing trapped sperm swimming up into my cranium). The dog watched as the panties went back and forth from the hamper. Alas, in the hamper is where they stayed. Do the right thing, I told myself, inhaling her scent one last time before dropping her heavenly soft silky panties back in the basket.

RRrrrruffflles!!!!!!!!!!

Howdy Readers! How are my peeps doing? You all know what a ruffled panty does to me right? Today's pic comes from Met-Art, a high end site. I've got to say, they do know their art over there. The pictures featured on the tour pages are mind boggling. I am not a member, but if I was to spend my hard (no pun intended) earned cash on a site, this would be a top contender. As for the panty, mmmmm!!! Those delicate ruffles around the waist and leg openings are simply divine! And the sheer panel? Scrumptious!

Well, the journey continues on. It's now been twenty days since my last milking. My balls are noticeably full of cum. You can just feel it in there when you touch them (well if you were here and were an attractive girl and touched them). ;^) Even sitting in this chair right now, I can feel my full balls pressing against the chair and my thighs! I've been stroking my poor cock a lot too. Yesterday I almost had a repeat of the other day. The feeling was getting super intense, but I was able to stop myself before I got too close. Luckily I've had a lot to do lately and it's been taking my attention away from my need to cum. Actually, part of all this was to rearrange priorities so that the cumming would become numero uno on the list, but there always seems to be something else that needs dealing with. So that's the latest for now, see ya soon.

A Close Call

Hola Readers! How was your weekend? Hope you all had a horny good time. My ongoing saga of no O continues. Yes, that's right I actually made it through the weekend without blowing my wad! It's been eighteen days now. Saturday I had a pretty close call. I had an opportunity to wear my new Victoria's Secret garter belt and some silky nylon stockings around the house so I was pretty horny. I was teasing my poor cock all morning and finally around mid afternoon, I was on a razor thin edge of letting go. I kept stroking and stopping, stroking and stopping. I told myself I'd better stop because I was getting so close, but I just couldn't, the pleasure was too intense. Finally, I felt a powerful orgasm one stroke away and I had to grab myself really hard to stop it. My poor cock was left twitching in the air, for quite some time I might add. I think it was hoping to get one last touch so it could unload my balls. Actually the next time I took a leak, the pee was kind of cloudy and it foamed on the surface of the water. Probably some cum that made it's way out somehow.

Two Weeks!!

Greetings readers! Break out the champagne, I made it to the two week mark! Yes, that's right, today marks two weeks since my last release. To recap for the new people, the idea in doing this wasn't to turn off my libido, but to turn it up to 11 (on a scale of 1 to 10). In acting toward that goal, I have been using my free time to sexually tease myself, either physically or through intense visual stimulation with porn. I've watched some porno movies etc and come pretty close to the big O, but never gone over the edge. My libido is very much elevated throughout the day, but I still haven't achieved the full experience as I remember it from past denial periods. How long will this all go on? Now that I've reached the two week marker I imagine it may become quite extreme from here on out. I don't have any particular plans of when to end the abstinence, I guess I'll try and wait and see where it takes me (or maybe how much I can take).

In other panty news, have a look over at A Slip of a Girl for her latest posting. She brings up an interesting topic. Are cutesy panties actually pedophilia? As one of the worlds biggest haters of pedophiles, I happen to disagree. Let me get this straight with you all, I have no tolerance of pedophiles at all. I can see her point and appreciate her fear, but in this age of political correctness, we seem to be taking everything way too seriously. She is correct that we should be guarding against pedophiles, but I think persecuting companies that make cute panties is going too far. I've written here many times about how the naughty school girl outfit is a huge turn on for me. I'm not sure what it is about it that turns me on, but I'm one hundred and ten percent sure it ain't because I'm a sick pervert who prays on kids. Our country has definitely taken a step backwards in some areas. I think that at some point it was OK (normal even) for men to fantasize about sexy high school cheerleaders and now if a guy admitted to that, he'd be branded a pervert. Case in point, the x rated film Debbie Does Dallas was one of the best selling/rented porno movies ever. This was a story of high school/teenage cheerleaders (played by adults of course). I believe it was made back in the 70's or 80's, but I doubt they'd be able to make such a movie now. Does that mean that everyone who watched that movie is a pedophile? I doubt it. Where do we draw the line? I think we all need to lighten up and relax a bit, it's supposed to be fun.