Sitting up from the toilet seat, I didn’t need to reach for the paper to wipe, instead I just pulled my lacy pants up and carried on with the rest of my day.
Sometimes I’d even go a week before feeling the need to change my underwear.
However, this wasn’t just me being dirty – I was fulfilling a special request for my clients from my Portland home.
Peeling off my panties, I’d post them in a sealed envelope to their rightful owner – making me $80 every single time.
An unconventional hobby that started from an interest in the adult industry, something I had been involved with since before meeting my partner Rex, now 55, over 15 years ago.
Always going for men that were really overbearing and jealous in the past, all I wanted was a partner who was more
