I Love Going Commando

I actually don't even own underwear anymore. I used to. I used to wear underwear all the time. I felt uncomfortable without it. But somehow it all just went away. Little by little. A day here and there, possibly because everything was in the washer. Then, as time went on, I found my things wearing thin. Underwear with holes or with elastic stretched too far. And as I threw away old pairs of underwear I just never replaced them.

Now I go without. Every day I go out into the world with no underwear. And it feels great! Everything just hangs loose, fancy free, no gripping or binding. It's quite liberating.