"You know what?", I hesitantly asked Honey Lips.
"What?", he muttered, while watching Prison Break Season 1 all over again.
"I think I...er...had a Eureka! moment", said I, still baffled at the realization.
"Tell me", he looked up at me.
"You know yesterday, I wore a thong and...", I started.
"Hold up. Let me pause Prison Break", he fumbled on the keyboard and said, "Yes, tell me...".
"As you know, I haven't worn a thong in a while, right?..", I tried to explain when he interrupted me, with his eyebrows shot up to his hairline. Almost.
"You know I love it when you wear thongs and I have to beg you sometimes."
Honey Lips' tolo perks up every time at the sight of my bare ass-cheeks, with a piece of thread in between. It always works sister. I'm telling you.
"Yes. But you know because of my heavy bleeding which lasts for weeks, I have to wear granny panties and sometimes boxer panties. After a while, you get used to it. They are so comfy as compared to strings, you know it. I explained that to you so many times. Anyway, I put on one yesterday and bejaysus, I can't stop going to the toilet. It's like that single piece of thread tickles my crack and I have to poop!", I ended with a nervous laugh.
Honey Lips started laughing!
"It's like the thong massages my constipated crack and you know how many times I've been to the toilet already?", I continued.
"That's good then, isn't it?", Honey Lips grinned.
"Good for my bowel movement and for your libido, you mean!", I teased.
"You know it hun. See, if you'll only listen to me..."
O.M.G peeps, I'm not making it up. When I came back home, in the first few days, I had a regular poop pattern and then, after hoovering down local food and delicacies, it was like my crack got sewn up! And now this discovery! I'm baffled.
Bye-bye boxer panties - well until after my painful menses come back. And hi to you, sexy thongs! ;p
