I love wearing them. I love how they feel against my skin and how my legs tingle when cold air brushes past them as I walk. I love the fact that I nee...d to wear a suspender belt to hold them up and love how that feels as the straps tighten against my bottom and then there are the lace panties that I have bought to hold my private bits in place; all of these you understand purchased as a surprise present for my wife that will not be joining her hosiery collection.For some time now, I have been. "Strike One!" the umpire yelled.The crowd would then burst into excitement and then quiet down. Before I knew it I had struck out two batters on six pitches. St. John had sent in a pinch hitter for their final out. The kid looked determined. I got into my stance and settled. I wound up and threw my hardest four seam ball of the day. I heard the unmistakable sound of ball hitting a metal bat and the crowd gasped. I felt it hit me and I quickly looked around for the ball and I heard the crowd. We were seated at our table and immediately a server came over to take our cocktail orders. I ordered "A martini for me and a Shirley Temple for the lady."After the server left Kim leaned over and whispered in my ear "Dad, what's a Shirley Temple?" I told her "It's served up just like a mixed drink but it's really ginger ale." Our drinks arrived and hers was in a cocktail glass with a wedge of lime and a little paper umbrella. She was so impressed she almost swooned. The continuous smile on her. " You see, Gerty, there is another way of being upset here."She sits up straighter than she had been, not that she was slouching, but...well, she is sitting straight up."Is there now?" She is still flicking her beaded chain and the sun still sparkling in her half. "How is that?" Well, when you first saw the custard on your sweet half-glasses, what did you think?" Not giving her time, "Did you think it was sweet of me to keep your half-glasses spotless and sparkling? Knowing I love that custard.