2 years ago, when Jay and I were still full-time students, I had a rather interesting encounter with a fellow tights fetishist. 'Round November(yeah, I know, after band camp, but it was still band) I was wearing a see-thru shirt, my big fairy tank top, my just-above-the-knee length black skirt, black tights and my black K-Swiss sneakers(ah, the joys of marching band...) Shortly before class was over, the director had us all sit down for "story time", as he called it, in front of him. I was kneeling down with my legs out to the side and this really cute guy sittin next to me was eyeballing my legs. He didn't know I was lookin rightat him the whole time. Then when he looked up and saw me lookin at him, I gave him a rather flirty smile and winked at him. He immediately looked away, completely embarrassed. His name was Kelly and he played flute. When I saw his face I recalled that I also had trig with him, and we had trig that day, too. I had changed shoes after band(can't very well march wearing a 50 pound set of tenor drums in 1" block heel MJ's). When we arrived in trig, he deliberately sat next to me. I ripped off a piece of paper and wrote him a note. When neither he nor the teacher was looking, I put it on his desk. "Youlike my legs, don't you." That caught him completely off-guard, which is where I wanted him. He wrote back "Well, yeah." I wrote back "Let's chat a bit after class, kay?" and gave him a big smile when he looked at me after he read it. Since it was the last class of the day(and it was on a Friday, as I recall) we beelined it to the door. Kelly found me waiting for him by the door, and we walked down the hall and chatted. He invited me to come over and smoke with him. When we got to his car, the conversation went to my legs. He admitted to checkin me out all the time in trig 'cos I always had the coolest tights, he said. "Oh really...you like tights, too?"  He turned so red I thought his head would burst from all the blood flowing into his cheeks.  I decided to drop the bomb. "Ever wear them yourself? I think guys in tights are sooo hot!" He turned even redder and lifted up his jeans to show that he was wearing black tights too. My jaw dropped and I looked at him with an evil glint in my eye. We drove back, talkin about what we like about tights. I was in love. When we got back, he packed a bowl into his li'l pipe and we toked out nice and good. He admitted also that he was intimidated by me 'cos I played tenors and he played flute. "I'm just as much of a band geek as you are, hot stuff." With that I grabbed him by the shirt and kissed him with lotsa tongue(unfortunately before I got my tongue pierced). One thing led to another and soon we were humping tights-on-tights. Kelly would later become a boyfriend, but the idiot cheated on me with a cheerleader.

Hope you enjoyed anyway!

Yeah, I know I've flooded the New Entries, but I'm really bored and I wanna wait to smoke 'till Jay and his girly get back.

Angelina of House Mayfieldwearing: see my reply to D's storyplaying: Dark Forces Productions - Seraphin (Smoke The Weed Mix) - Jay remixed this song for his friend in England.eating: hot pockets

• Re: And this one time, at band camp... - Dep - 03.09. 06:51:25