... that no matter how many times I've gone to a doctor who's going to look up my lady bits, no matter what instrument is in use (speculum? dildo-cam? scope of some other type?) or the purpose (oh, the myriad and many reasons I've had a doctor in that region)...
...I still feel the need to hide my underwear after I get undressed?
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3 comments:
I have no idea - I do exactly the same thing though.
I totally do it too. Something my mother put into my head that no one else wants to see you underthings.
i've just gotten over the need to hide my underwear under the pile when i stick it into the laundry hamper. in my own bedroom.
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