Pantyhose in the morningI think it’s a morning. Usually you get this yellow cast and long shadows when the sun begins to beam over the top of trees. There is nothing better than a pair of freshly unfolded sheer pantyhose in the morning. When a light and already warm breeze gently caresses your tightly nyloned buttocks. Nothing should cover that thin transparent layer of shimmering film… No sound apart from distant chirping and twittering should interrupt the metronomic click-clucking of high heels.

It’s just one of these happy pantyhose mornings.

Kudos to Alex. The source is unknown.