It's hard to explain the feeling of wearing panties. No, it's not like being able to dress full out as a girl. But it has its own secret delights.
I'm doing something illicit. I'm having a hidden delight. I know I'm being girlish and sissy-ish but no one else does (well, except for those of you reading this). If I leave the house, there's a strange combination of desire and fear. On the one hand, I want to be found out, because a sissy craves the humiliation of exposure. On the other hand, I fear that exposure, because it could be dangerous.
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