When I was about eighteen, my aunt got me a summer job working in the lingerie shop where she was an assistant manager. The job was basically handling the in-coming stock from vendors. I was responsible for opening the boxes and checking inventory. The boxes contained all types of lingerie from brassieres, to panties, girdles, and garter belts. You name it, they sold it. I was the one who was handling all these frilly things each day. I was forever in a heightened state, and I loved it. Sometimes I would take a pair of panties, put them on, and wear them all day. This was the best job I ever had as a teenager.
— Rory, 38