
Because he’s a bit embarrassed and unsure of himself about his underwear fetish, he’d always wear "tighty whities" when he was with Simon, or Simple Simon as I like to call him in my mind. He believed he could find his own Prince Charming and have a Happily Ever After romance. He’s old-fashioned that way-a history major who’s enthralled with the history of dating and romantic relationships throughout the centuries.

He even told me that he was holding off from having sex until they got to know one another, because he wanted it to be perfect. He’s been depressed, and maybe even suicidal, ever since his boyfriend found out that he likes to wear feminine underwear, especially the sheer styles like the one in the picture above. This is my roommate and best friend, Greg.
