Entry 14
Diego and I have both moved on and, by some unspoken agreement, neither of us have spoken of the tucked-dress-in-my-undies incident. I’m trying to look on the bright side of it because it could have been much worse. I mean, what if I hadn’t been wearing any underwear at all and the dress still managed to get caught above my derriere? Or what if I had been wearing old panties that are past their prime? Or what if I had on my panties Fern bought me, as a joke, that say “Look at Dat a*s” across the butt? I suppose I should count my blessing that the entire event wasn’t much worse than it had been.
I haven’t tried anything further to catch his interest after my colossal fail at dressing for success. I guess it’s kind of false advertising to wear a gorgeous dress of Nixie’s anyway. I
