DIRTY PANTIES ...and other thrilling tales of my sex ... - Lannie Rose

20 - Dirty Panties ...and other thrilling tales of my sex changesomething I don’t like), just twin M’s for MaxMara formed by thepocket stitching. A belt of raw leather featuring twin rows ofsilver rivets accented the waist.“I bet they’ll be too baggy and too short,” I told her. “I’m 29,”I said, my hands on my waist, “and 36,” moving my hands downto my hips.Valentina put the pants back on the rack and selectedanother pair. “Not a two then; a four should be about right.” Don’tyou just love European sizes?I was sure the experiment would be a failure because nothingever fits me off the rack. Only at Tall Etc. have I found any pantsthat fit me well. But I love trying on clothes, so I was game. “OK,”I smiled, and let Valentina lead me to the dressing area.In one corner of the store, an open area held a big three-waymirror and three private, spacious changing rooms with threewaymirrors in each. Valentina put me in a room with the jeansand closed the door. “Be sure you show them to me!” she ordered.Off came the pants I was wearing (tan wool slacks from TallEtc., as a matter of fact) and on slid the jeans. And slid and slidand slid … my goodness, my feet barely popped out the bottom.They were long enough! I pulled up the waist and brought theends together to do the button. Nope, they were going to be toosmall. Wait a minute … they’re coming together alright. Could Izip them up? It took a little effort, but up came the zipper. I’ll bedarned, they fit perfectly! Snug but not constricting from thewaist through the derriere, then close-fitting but not tight downmy skinny legs. A smile broke out on my face. I slipped on mypumps and went out to show Valentina.She smiled that shrewd smile again. She knows her productline and she knew the jeans would fit my figure. She knew Iwould be surprised. She knew she had me hooked. “Look at you!”she crowed. “You look wonderful! Have you ever had anything fityou so well before?” I had to admit I had not.“Here,” she said, handing me the matching jacket which shehad already removed from the rack, “put this with it.” We had togo up a couple of sizes because of my broad shoulders. “I noticed