Look, I'm not saying that I find garments sexy now. But I remember, back in my TBM days (especially on my mission), even a glance at a freakin' ankle bone would have made me spill my seed in my cotton mesh garms.

On p-days, if you were lucky, the sisters would wear knee length shorts. And if you were really lucky, if they sat down cross-legged on the ground, you would get a flash of flowry, elastic bands around their lower thighs from their garments.

Fast forward to college. If you had a garment wearing date who was into cameling (i.e. you know, a dry hump), being able to get up the BACK of the shirt was amazing! All silky and stuff...as close to lingerie as a TBM male could get!

Wow! Those thoughts and feelings seem centuries away, but really, back then, ANYTHING was reason for arousal. And that, my fellow RFM'ers is an admission that I hate divulging, but it was true. Forgive me for being so lame! =)

I'm going to leave now...

Yes, for one semester...but now I'm not sure whether to say "fortunately" or "unfortunately." But I swear I never heard that term when I was there!

That the thing he disliked most about the girl he is dating (she's an RM), is that when they're making out and he feels her garments he gets turned off by them. He stated that they just got in the way of everything and he never gets to feel her skin. I had to laugh at that.

Um, isn't that the point of "Beehive's Secret"? lol.

Mormon hijab bloomers were sexy?
Well, I suppose--anything goes.

***************************************

Times have changed,
And we've often rewound the clock,
Since the Puritans got a shock,
When they landed on Plymouth Rock.
If today,
Any shock they should try to stem,
'Stead of landing on Plymouth Rock,
Plymouth Rock would land on them.

In olden days a glimpse of stocking
Was looked on as something shocking,
But now, God knows,
Anything Goes.

Good authors too who once knew better words,
Now only use four letter words
Writing prose, Anything Goes.

The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today,
And black's white today,
And day's night today,
When most guys today
That women prize today
Are just silly gigolos
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that I'm bound to answer
When you propose,
Anything goes

When grandmama whose age is eighty
In night clubs is getting matey with gigolo's,
Anything Goes.

When mothers pack and leave poor father
Because they decide they'd rather be tennis pros,
Anything Goes.

If driving fast cars you like,
If low bars you like,
If old hymns you like,
If bare limbs you like,
If Mae West you like
Or me undressed you like,
Why, nobody will oppose!
When every night,
The set that's smart
Is intruding in nudist parties in studios,
Anything Goes.


The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today,
And black's white today,
And day's night today,
When most guys today
That women prize today
Are just silly gigolos
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that I'm bound to answer
When you propose,
Anything goes


If saying your prayers you like,
If green pears you like
If old chairs you like,
If back stairs you like,
If love affairs you like
With young bears you like,
Why nobody will oppose!


And though I'm not a great romancer
And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that I'm bound to answer
When you propose,
Anything goes...
Anything goes!

I hoped you typed that from memory...I sang along!

Let's do this number with the Radio City Music Hall Rockettes -- the sight of girls dancing and doing synchronised high kicks whilst wearing high heels and garments would probably give the Brethren a massive heart attack...

Knee Tops are a gateway to lower thighs...before you know it, you're hooked!

I actually did find my ex sexy in his garments, but he wore them tight--not the big baggy ones most guys wear.

That is so damn cute, the way you describe it all. lol here, you made my day with your innocence and honesty, and made me see, at least for a moment , those magical underwear in a way I have never once seen them before. Thanks for that! haha!



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"Cameling"- that's funny! I used to call it bodysurfing!

I just saw it as a nice present wrapped in ugly wrapping paper. When you love what's underneath do we really care what the wrapping looks like. We want the sweet chocolate instead of the wrapper.

Cameling? LOL! Well, I guess it's riding a different kind of hump.

Sounds like you were so horny, your companion would start looking good too. More proof we just need to get laid to keep our sanity and horniness is what makes the world go around and keeps it population. Nobody wants to admit it but it's the truth. Your body was just telling your church brainwashed mind, let's get on with it.

LOL Cameling. My husband and I met at BYU and we did a LOT of cameling when we were dating and engaged. We also ended up leaving the church, so there you have it. Slippery slope indeed.

Cameling must be one of the many unwritten rules that happens at BYU.

Boyd KKK better be careful cameling as he might break his hip.

Zombie thread -- Who cares?

Awww I think it's sweet. I remember guys at that age being hard enough to break bricks, and now wish I would have taken advantage of it. Well maybe not, but part of me wishes I would have.

At that age, who cares what the underwear looks like? Hell, a knothole in a tree could do the trick for most teenage guys.

can't tell. Sorry. She's well known in Utah. Those garments were off fast I tell you.

Sheri Dew!!!

you served in a mission where there were women to ogle besides the sisters, and you didn't date women who wore garments.

The women had hairy pits and legs where I went on my mission

if you run with the sheep for too long, you develop a feel for wool.

when I was younger, before the advent of those dreadful tights.

We had no temple and teenagers/young women didn't know about garments in my young days.

Ah! Memories.

Briggy

having worn the temple garment for many years, the female garment bottoms did not have "flowery elastic bands". They were plain seamed at the bottom. No elastic. The lace was on the camisole top on the neck; front and back.

"if they sat down cross-legged on the ground, you would get a flash of flowry, elastic bands around their lower thighs from their garments."


Hmmm...

@SusieQ#1: These weren't the silky ones, but the cotton or cotton-poly ones--basically long Hanes for women. Maybe the bottoms were just seams, but they were definitely lacy-ish/floweryish around the leg. My wife has a pair or two of these still. Mind you, by lacy-ish, I am referring to a mere 1/8" to 1/4" around the leg. But whatever the case, it was a white flash of forbidden women's "underwear" for a deprived missionary.

Now, how did this thread get revived??? I was sort of surprised to see it being discussed again. Being reminded of my secret shame is only a good thing once a year or so? =)

Even on my mission, it was disgusting to see an LDS woman cross her legs and see those religious underclothes covering up what might have been a great flash of leg.

LDS women and men who wear those idiotic "knee shorts" which still let the g's hang out are totally hideous. Its not the length of the shorts that bothers me, its the fact that they think the G's aren't showing, but they still do, especially when they sit down.

I don't mind the sight of a slip, or a top of stocking (yes!), or a glimpse of a bra. But the sight of G's is revolting. I could never stand them on my wife (now ex), and could never understand why any woman would willingly wear something that was so hideous. I finally realilized that if the church could get a person, man or woman, to wear the most uncomfortable, unflattering underwear, then they could get them to do just about anything. Its about control, not about "sacredness".