No humiliation
I just picked up a package of Depends from the local drugstore. (Bambinos are expensive, we save those for planned-out scenes.) The lady behind the counter was more embarrassed than I was - they were out of large bags for me to carry my diapers in. Me, I didn't care who saw me with them: no one else knew who they were for or how I planned to use them.
I mean, sure, if a yummy latex-dressed lady had walked up to me in the parking lot and said, "So, you like wearing those? Care to show me back at my place?" I probably would have blushed. I'd also have been worried for her... it's 90 degrees outside.
I mean, sure, if a yummy latex-dressed lady had walked up to me in the parking lot and said, "So, you like wearing those? Care to show me back at my place?" I probably would have blushed. I'd also have been worried for her... it's 90 degrees outside.