When I was young, I liked to play doctor with my female cousin. She wanted to exchange our underwear. Mine were plain cotton jockey shorts, but she had on an amazing pair of white nylon briefs with ruffles on the legs and butt and a bow in the front center of the panties. As I tried them on, I thought they were the silkiest, sweetest looking things I had ever seen. I thought that as a boy, we were really getting the short end of the stick. Ever since then, it has been an evolution for me from wearing boy's and men's underwear to wearing panties full-time.
— Stanley, 61