I don't know where this blogging will take me. I thought it was going to be a blog about the naughty life, or rather the naughtiness in the life, of Miranda and her friend Felicia. I will try to stick to that because it is far more interesting to read about naughtiness than the everyday life of someone like me.
But life is not all naughtiness, it is full of getting up, going to work, buying food for the cat, watching tv, washing dishes and such things. I had an ambition to try to blog every day but I am not sure I am able to do that. I will try, though.
Yesterday was not very naughty so there is actually not very much to report. So what to blog about? I have just decided that I will tell you about something that happened a couple of years ago, long before Felicia and I moved in together. We were already a couple then but lived in separate places.
Anyway, we were at my place, studying together (very good and very much not naughty, I dare say). We needed crisps (studying brings strange cravings, you know) and I had none so I volunteered to go down to the corner shop to get supplies (very nice of me, don't you think?).
Before I had time to leave Felicia looked at me with that kind of look that meant she was thinking of something. She was. She 'suggested' that I should go down to the corner shop with no knickers on.
Felicia is not to be denied (don't worry I am not scared of her, she just makes me want to do what she tells me to do), so I slipped off my knickers and went shopping without them. I did have a knee long skirt and you can't possibly see that I was not wearing anything underneath it. Still I had this feeling that there was written on my forehead, 'here is a girl with no knickers'.
She said it was for my education, to teach me not to be such a prude but I think she just enjoys embarrassing me. Anyway, I complied and went shopping with a very red face.
My admission is this, I was not only embarrassed, I found it quite exciting as well and the memory of this little 'incident' stayed with me for a long time (well, it is still here, as you can see).