Today, I wear nothing. I strip away the hot heavy shoes, the tights that constrict my airway. My underwear, lacy and uncomfortable and unseen by everyone but me. My deepest darkest most sacred secret is held down slipping between my legs is my moist wet womanhood not stopped by any obstacle and you try to touch me there on my pink love button, touching it to understand a different part of me that you wouldn't have been able to see otherwise. I keep it hidden. it comes out when they come off