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I doMe too Battiola, I've never seen the appeal of a thong at all. I like to be covered and held in a little.
I doMe too Battiola, I've never seen the appeal of a thong at all. I like to be covered and held in a little.
Carla was selling lots of different "shapewear". Such things used to be called "foundation garments" but that was a long time ago, and they often included stocking suspenders. Some, without suspenders, were called "girdles." My grandmother wore them. Carla's suggestions still looked uncomfortable. Shoehorning yourself into them must be quite an accomplishment. If someone should put their arm around your waist, heaven forbid your bottom, they'd get an electric shock. Maybe not a bad thing for some cheeky git trying to feel you up.
Very interesting post. I wonder what the outcome will be re the opera singer (Evan?) and the dancer. I watched it live, but I didn't take heed of their names. Another complaint is how one of the dancers (Vito) was unmercifylly stroking, hugging, and smooching his dance partner as they waited for the results. It was not nice to watch. How desperate must life be for some women in South Africa who fear **** on a daily basis. Serve the men right if they lose/damage their Willie's.I just watched the clip of the dancer and the singer (I don't watch Strictly so don't know the names) on the news and thought of this post.
"Joke" or not the dancer must be a great actress to pull off that expression before plastering her game face back on. She looked like she wanted to slap him! And the amount of times I had to do the "squirm" to get away from a bloke trying to feel me up when I was younger was certainly no joke. That looked like a real squirm to me, though mine were usually from a man whose hands were travelling further north.
I hope it was a joke as brushing that behaviour off just to appease BBC bosses would give off so many bad messages to chancers willing to ignore a woman's obvious annoyance/discomfort.
Bring on electric knickers! And barbed bras.
Quite a few years ago I volunteered at the local women's refuge where I was told of a new product that was meant to catch rapists. The woman telling me about it was from South Africa where many women including herself used it every day. It's a plastic device that's smooth on the outside but has teeth on the inside. It's inserted into the ****** where it sits pretty harmlessly until removed. However, if a woman is ***** the rapist removes his ***** which is now sporting a fetching little silicone sleeve that he has to go to a doctor to get removed as the rows of teeth dug into the flesh as he pulled it out. The decent doctors informed the police.
The woman said that **** was so common there that women managed to get hold of these devices before they were supposed to have been officially released and that it was quite a good deterrent. I'm not surprised!
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There was a joke on Woman's Hour today, that next week, the opera singer will have developed a sprained ankle (according to the BBC) and won't be on.Very interesting post. I wonder what the outcome will be re the opera singer (Evan?) and the dancer. I watched it live, but I didn't take heed of their names. Another complaint is how one of the dancers (Vito) was unmercifylly stroking, hugging, and smooching his dance partner as they waited for the results. It was not nice to watch. How desperate must life be for some women in South Africa who fear **** on a daily basis. Serve the men right if they lose/damage their Willie's.
Wouldn't that take the cake!There was a joke on Woman's Hour today, that next week, the opera singer will have developed a sprained ankle (according to the BBC) and won't be on.
Well done.Way back when I worked in the city centre, one lunchtime I was walking down Royal Ave. Out of nowhere, this man came from behind me and through his arm around me. I threw his arm off and shouted F*ck Off at him. He started shouting abuse at me, well he picked the wrong woman as I just gave him as good and better than he was shouting. People were stopping to look. I just walked on.
Idiots like that seriously underestimate most women.Way back when I worked in the city centre, one lunchtime I was walking down Royal Ave. Out of nowhere, this man came from behind me and through his arm around me. I threw his arm off and shouted F*ck Off at him. He started shouting abuse at me, well he picked the wrong woman as I just gave him as good and better than he was shouting. People were stopping to look. I just walked on.
A lady where I used to walk our dogs, used to live in London. Early one evening a man jumped out of a bush, I’m front of her and startled the dog -Way back when I worked in the city centre, one lunchtime I was walking down Royal Ave. Out of nowhere, this man came from behind me and through his arm around me. I threw his arm off and shouted F*ck Off at him. He started shouting abuse at me, well he picked the wrong woman as I just gave him as good and better than he was shouting. People were stopping to look. I just walked on.
Same here. My mum wore the full briefs that nearly came up to her chestM&S midi knickers are my staples these days. Full coverage over your bum but not quite the full granny pants. So comfy.
I saw a clip on an old episode of Have I got news for you. A man broke in to a house with a little old lady inside, I think it was in America. Unfortunately she could do martial arts and she threw him to the floor and beat the crap out of him! She only looked about 7 stone.Idiots like that seriously underestimate most women.