Dear Susan,

I was very pleased to see the Autumn edition arrive. It is very good to know you are still able to produce such an excellent standard.  I was very interested in Bob's letter, with an account of how he started, and continued, to wear aprons and I would like to learn more about how he was used by the neighbours as a sort of domestic. Was he a guest at the party, and helped with the washing up, or did they ask, or perhaps order, him to come over just to clear up for them?

I find quite exciting the idea of a female neighbour popping round and saying, "We are having a party on Saturday. You be there at (giving him a specific time) in your apron, and do the clearing and washing up. Don't be late."
Maid Angela

Well Bob, if you would care to write some more, we have many readers who are very committed to pinafore discipline. I have recently received some wonderful drawings from Chrissy, which will be featured in the Spring issue, and which Angela especially will love.

Dear Susan,

I have a few comments about the Summer issue.

1) As a male enthusiast for petticoat discipline I found Julia had an interesting idea in having school age boys petticoated for one of their school summer holidays.  Also, the co-ed school, which made all new males have a day petticoated with their mother's  assistance, demonstrates another good idea.  These ideas should be expanded, with  compulsory petticoating becoming part of every school programme.

2) I thought the letter from Helen about Alan was thought-provoking.   For any male to find himself across the knee of a younger female must be quite a sobering experience, whether he is petticoated or not.  It should not really be taken as punishment, but more as a learning experience which, once given, should be over and done with, with friendships maintained, but with the female satisfied and the male  more acceptable to ladies in his deportment and behaviour, so everybody gains.

3) Also, the letter from Cate I found intolerant.  If Bobbie enjoys being permanently feminised then that is his choice, and he should be left to enjoy it.
Terri

I don't think that the school idea will ever catch on. Readers will be happy to learn that Helen and Alan are absolutely devoted to one another, and their relationship is a perfect example of 'petticoat government.'

Hello Susan,

I just wanted to write and say that the Fall 2003 edition of PDQ is simply lovely. The articles are just as splendid as usual, and I was so delighted to see my name, and letter to you, in the correspondence section.

I have felt so confident since then about myself I believe I enjoy dressing even more now. I have spent much of my evenings at home dressed in one of my favorite outfits reading your site, or such others. My girlfriend enjoys it very much too, for when prettily dressed, I do much of the cleaning and cooking. It is not as though I am expected to do it, but I enjoy seeing her happy.

One thing I was wondering if is you might need anyone to assist you with you site? I would love to give back to PDQ the pleasure it has given me, or assist a PDQ reader who might have a question that I could answer or help with. Please let me know if there is anything that I might be able to assist you with on your lovely site.

You asked for details of the tea party. It was a wonderfully feminine experience for me. I was complimented on numerous occasions for my dainty mannerisms and my deportment. It made me feel very comfortable with the ladies. I wore the blue knee-length dress and sweater I told you about. I curled my hair a little, to give it some volume. A little makeup and some heels and the party couldn't start soon enough for me.

Once the guests arrived, I modeled what I was wearing and answered numerous questions for ladies. How did I like dressing as a woman? What clothes I liked the most? What 'unmentionables' I preferred? And of course, jokingly, if I had a boyfriend yet? I was told that my face blushed a crimson red with that one...what modest girl's face wouldn't?

After drinks outside in the garden and some more girl talk we moved inside for brunch. Quiche and tomato soup was the menu for the day, and the ladies and I enjoyed it very much. After lunch the ladies asked me to model some of my other outfits and I happily obliged. All in all, it was a wonderful time, and my girlfriend informed me that I could not have been more feminine. It was a treasured compliment, and she even had a gift for me. The most wonderful necklace with a heart locket on it engraved with my fem name, and a rose. It was truly a wonderful time and I look forward to more like it.

Well I must run, thanks again and best wishes.
Korri Elizabeth Lane

Korri, I will put you on the payroll, starting at four pounds, nineteen and sixpence ha'penny per week. You will be expected to supply your own coal during winter. With regard to 'unmentionables', bloomers are company policy; silk or fleecy cotton interlock, according to the season. Heels must be no higher than one inch – I think high heels look ridiculous, are actually unfeminine, and are totally unsuitable for work.

You still need to have an initial interview with Julie Anne, and meet Dennis, who is our human resource manager, and the staff member to whom any complaints should be directed. Miss Gribble, the Mother of the Grimsby Chapel, will collect your union subscription.

For those who live above a latitude of 53 degrees north, I should explain that 'quiche' is egg and bacon pie, except that it weighs half as much, and costs twice as much. Please do not ask for it in the Works cafeteria, Korri – Glasgow is well north of the 53 degree line!

Dear Susan,

I found your website whilst I was surfing recently and I find it quite amusing. The stories and essays are very entertaining, and I have enjoyed reading them, but I am unconvinced about the truthfulness of some of your readers' letters.

Its is one thing to fantasise about being made to wear "sissy girls' clothes" but for a man to actually allow a woman to force him into "petticoats" is a little hard to believe. I cannot believe that a man would allow himself to be humiliated and embarrassed that way.

Do you seriously believe a man would allow himself to be completely dressed in frilly frocks and stockings, and girls' underwear, made up with lipstick and the rest, and then be paraded in his home for all his wife's girlfriends to see and tease?  The fact that other people would know of his "little secret" would be too risky to take !

As for a mother-in-law taking charge in his home, well I cannot believe any man would submit to such control. Besides, most men are larger than their partners, so if they resisted, it would be impossible for a smaller girl to force her man into her clothes.

No, although it's a nice scenario and I wish it could happen, I cannot imagine that I or any man would allow it to take place. Being dressed as a girl for "fancy dress" parties or events such as "Rocky Horror Shows", or even "bedroom activities" is one thing, and I freely admit I enjoy those sessions, but to be dressed in corsets and frocks and then be humiliated is quite another.
Thank you,
Philip

Often the wives who need the services of a well-trained housemaid possess something which might threaten their hubby with exposure. Moreover, women can be very persuasive, and know how to twist 'mere males' around their little finger - your note completely ignores how easily men are hypnotised and weakened by the overwhelming heaven of femininity. I must introduce you to Helen and Alan one day.

Ms. Susan MacDonald,

I hope you don't mind the "Ms."

I enjoy the "petticoating" aspects promoted in PDQ if petticoating improves a person, in that they become a gentler person. I think there is just TOO MUCH violence in the world today. I disliked fighting when I was a youngster, and was provoked into fights with older kids—ones in which I had no possibility of winning.

I do enjoy Christeen's work—it is a masterpiece of operation. Art manipulation of that latitude; well, I can't praise it highly enough.

And Saffy's "Origin of Words!" I'm a fan of that, because I learn something each time I read it. I do enjoy the old English customs, too. I live near Philadelphia, and at one time, it was the second largest English-speaking city in the world. You do know that it has a statue of Charles Dickens?

I think I should say that I "feel" for some of the writers, because there doesn't seem to be any enjoyable aspects in their situation, but more than likely it's my brain talking, instead of my heart. There are different ways to be happy in life.
Annie O (my pen name)

Christeen and Saffy will both be delighted with your compliments. Saffy doesn't appreciate how popular his pages in the magazine are.

Really, I think that the readers are happy. Loneliness, in fact, is a much greater cause of unhappiness than being the 'victim' of petticoat punishment.

Dear Susan,

In Letter 5, 'My Sweet Little Sister',  from Helen, it would seem as if at least one Petticoat Discipline Quarterly reader has had his dreams fulfilled.

The fact that he alerted Helen to the site indicates that he not only knew of the site but had found something here that awoke something in him enough to disclose the site to his lady friend.  She's led him along the way quite nicely and the situation seems to suit them both. Personally, I'd encourage her to obtain a few pictures for posterity's sake.  Also, they will keep him from changing his mind.  Petticoating is one sure way to supercharge a relationship.  Many women feel the man will be lost to them on an intimate basis when, in fact, petticoating actually improves both the personal and performance aspects of any intimate relationship.  Hopefully, Helen will write again with further developments. I'm sure we all congratulate her on her success.  Possibly, she might even share a picture at some point.

On another matter, I've asked Annemarie to send you a copy of my new dress, Very Cherry, which I just love.  I like this dress so much that I asked her to make it with a waistline matching my own so I can wear it more often.  Very Cherry is the ideal little girl's dress with its mock pinafore, puffed sleeves, petticoat and pretty apron.  What little girl wouldn't want to twirl in this forever?  It's such a delight to wear and Annemarie made it to my measurements which she will do for anyone who orders from her website.

It's funny how, after one or two dresses, you just naturally seem to fall into enjoying them more and more.  I can never seem to have enough and, though I love wearing them all, there are some that are my particular favorites.  However, Very Cherry is at the top of the list at the moment.  It's so lovely and I love wearing it so much!
 With warm regard,
Baby Janet

I am featuring some of Annmarie's new designs in the current issue, but more importantly I would like Baby Janet to write in. I haven't been in contact for some time, and I am missing her. Every one of her emails brings a ray of sunshine.

Dear Susan,

Some time ago I attempted to give you the address of "Traditional Ladies" but due to my lack of expertise you werent able to obtain the information.Hopefully this will solve the problem:-

I think that this site offers an encyclopaedic display of costume et alia  that is available to the  transformation of any discerning lady. Sadly, due to a change in the health of the moderator, and a consequent loss of income, there is now a charge to access certain sections of the site.However, in view of his change of circumstances I do not feel that the amount charged is exorbitant.

May I suggest that you add it to the 'Links' section of Petticoat Discipline Quarterly. This should provide the answer to any enquiry raised by  readers who may wish to purchase underwear for themselves, or for their menfolk.That is the theory anyway - sadly, most readers cant be bothered to read anything unless it is put right in front of them.

I know that this site is not directly related to Petticoat Discipline, but it does illustrate the lengths that men will go in their quest to extol the virtues of femininity. It is apparent that the whole ethos of fashion is founded on the permutations that can be obtained by enhancing the female figure.This is why I find it depressing when women wear mens suits and work wear (denim). On a young fashion model it can be accepted, but when it translates to the High Street it loses its novelty.

The wearing of bloomers, or directoire knickers to be precise, is an affirmation of a woman's identity. Why thongs have achieved such a hold I find difficult to understand. They look to be uncomfortable, and destroy all of the mystery that should be an integral part of a woman's dress. Susan, why is it that women, who are so sensible in most things, decide to wear thongs and deny themselves the pleasure of more sensual and attractive underwear?

What do you think of Australia? It always seems to have such a 'macho' image that I wonder how you can come to terms with that situation? Clive James and Rupert Murdoch seem to be the icons of the Australan male. Now that you are upholding the Scottish tradition of wearing bloomers (directoire knickers) may I ask if you have converted any of the women in the Colonies to this fine British tradition?
Best wishes,
William

The manly image of Australia is an illusion. There is nothing wrong with Australians, and their men have proven to be great soldiers in many wars, but they are not especially 'macho'. Good heavens, Clive James isn't macho at all. He is very much a university intellectual, who has re-invented himself, and is making a very nice living, as a kind of middle-brow television host.

Bloomers are certainly worn in Australia, but only by older women. I don't know why this should be - they are so comfortable, but when have younger women ever dressed for comfort?

Dear Susan,

I just found your site and greatly enjoyed Barry's contribution 'It's Pantie week at Myers!' Are there any more features on 50's and 60's underwear in the archives? As I say, I've only just found the site and wondered if you can point me to earlier features like that (or ones elsewhere?). I find those older styles fascinating.
Many thanks,
Kevin

Barry is currently searching his archives for more undie ads from the 1960s.

Dear Susan,

Yesterday my wife and I went to a local shopping mall by bus. On the bus we met a young man about 12 years in age. He was very friendly and outgoing toward Hazel and me. On the eleventh of July at the fair grounds here they're having a Walk for Life sponsored by the cancer society. The American Legion women wanted the boy to let them dress him up like a young lady; he is actually excited about wearing girls' clothes. He bragged about it on the bus to my wife and me.

I teased him a little, "You had better hope the women and your mom don't decide they like you in dresses and the like."

He replied, "Oh they won't! because I wouldn't let them!" I asked, are you sure about that? He asked my wife if he would have to shave his legs, seeing there was no hair on them.

Hazel said "No, but you would make a lovely girl. I hope you are right about your parents. "

"Oh I'm sure, although it's going to be fun." Then got off the bus and that was the last time we saw him that day.

If I get the chance, I'll take some pictures of him and send them to you.
Our best,
Dennis

I haven't had any more information from Dennis about this incident, so probably the pictures could not be obtained. Privately I would have been interested to see them (which was all that Dennis intended), but I don't think that it would be have been appropriate to publish them.

Dear Susan,

I've just seen the Mary Beth Sanford pictures (PDQ summer Edition) for the first time. The "dominant mummy" holding the swooningly gorgeous white dress with the pink bows ... gosh, I wish I had someone like her to put me in my place! I am absolutely all aquiver gazing at her ... I'd be too busy kneeling before her in homage and utter adoration to be disobedient ... especially if she made me wear a pretty dress like that ...

That is a picture I shall treasure. Congratulations to Mary Beth for an utterly exquisite image.
Yours swooningly,
Isobel

Mary Beth will be delighted! The 'dominant mummy' series has been very popular, and is enough to turn any male's knees to jelly.

Dear Susan,

What a fantastic site, with a great sense of humour!

Is there a more beautiful item of apparel than the white, high-necked, ruffled collar; or as delicate and as ethereal a reflection of the sensitivity and refinement of the wearer? I doubt it. Most ladies look attractive in them: I would hope that one such would think me suited to such a gentle yolk, enhancing my love, adoration and service to her, with its regular reminder of gentleness. I would be suitable as a recipient as I am very sensitive, shy, elegantly slender (albeit tall), youngish, and fair-skinned. I would cherish, love and serve her, while I would hope that for our mutual bliss she would love and ruff me

Perhaps this petticoating could take place with a white high-necked ruffle blouse for example. I do have some masculine traits to be modified or otherwise by proper petticoat discipline of some kind. Anyway, all for the lady's sake; I agree that that a relationship in which the lady is superior is the ideal relationship.

There is a more conventional precedent to my liking for high ruffled collars: my voice broke extremely late, and so beforehand (at age 15) I joined a church choir and wore a ruff like all the choirgirls. I loved it although I was simultaneously embarrassed, but I was, of course, very well behaved.
Azure

Pretty ruffled collars look adorable on girls and boys. I bet all those choirgirls that you used to sing with thought you looked adorable too!

Dear Miss Susan,

My wife requires me to send you this note to thank you for your wonderful web site. She uses the information and advice she reads here to train me properly.  I was the typical male, I guess: always wanting my own way, but since she has been coming to your site, all that has changed.

It was a two year process, but I am proud to say that I am now her complete servant.  We have been married for 15 years and have two wonderful children, both girls.  Unfortunately it's taken this long for us to realize who we are. I am no longer allowed those things that most men do.  No football or baseball.  Instead it's love stories on TV, or books.  All the housework, including cooking, is done by me.  I am no longer allowed any male underwear, and must only wear panties.

She kindly has allowed me to wear my male outer clothes to work, for which I am most grateful to her.  But as soon as I get home they must come off and my housemaid's uniform comes on.  Or, if there is a lot of cooking to be done, then she just ties on a frilly apron.

I find my life much more rewarding now.  And my wife is a much happier person. She insists that I start to keep a dairy to share with you and your readers. I will close this by saying 'Thank you' from both of us for your wonderful site. You have made our home life much happier and more rewarding.
Happily submissive,
"Roberta"

Another letter proving how beneficial this magazine's philosophy is. I am sure that Roberta is now much happier now than previously, before his wife began to petticoat him.

Dear Susan,

I would very grateful if you could pass this on to Lesley for me.

Maybe you should make her wear nothing but female coats all the time, you could even get female cut trousers. I look forward to seeing more pictures and hearing more about poor Penelope's plight.
Regards,
Richard 

Done! Lesley will be delighted that Penelope has yet another fan.

While looking for information on aprons I ran across your site. Love it! LOL! And in my travels I ran across this, thought you might enjoy it: 

                          He wanted to know
                          if she liked the image of him
                          doing housework
                          "... with nothing on - "
                          "Nothing?"
                          "Well, maybe one of those little aprons."

                          Apparently
                          he'd never cleaned toilets
                          with love pressing onto his back,
                          never heard
                          romantic truths whispered
                          and shoved, while his hands were
                          pinned by bleach

                          or dishwater for that matter
                          and ignorant kisses
                          stacked like stoneware.
                          All that affecton
                          buffed on ceramic,
                          hard laughter
                          spreading across the polished tile.
                          Apparently

                          he'd never been enslaved.
                          "It doesn't do anything for me - "
                          "Really?"
                          She seemed incredulous.

                          July 2003

Poetry by Judy

Very good! I enjoyed the poem - Judy would definitely understand what PDQ is all about!

I like your site! My husband has always loved big busty women, but now he has to wear my DDD bra. He is not too happy about it. I found out that he was running around a bit, so one night I put sleeping pills in his supper, and the next morning he woke up to find himself in my full control slips, with DDD cups stuffed with lots of pairs of panties. I just told him, "It's yours now."

"You like big women with large breasts, and you like running around, well, now you are the woman of your dreams. I am going to shave you and make you up, and then you get dressed, because we are going shopping for a new DDD bra."

My closest friends drop in their old slips and bras, anything that they don't want. He doesn't run around now, and I love laughing at him when he is all dressed up.
Bye,
Elaine

It serves him right! Why do men always want women to have unnaturally large breasts? Do they know what it feels like carrying them around? It's a wonder that women don't have more back problems than they do.

Dear Susan,

As a boy of twelve I got very interested in my cousin's school knickers. I lived with my auntie and cousin from the time I was eleven years old. One night I had just finished having my bath and putting my dirty clothes in the basket, when I saw a pair of navy blue knickers in the clothes basket. I could not resist lifting them out and putting them on, and since then I have been hooked.

I even used to put on my aunty's big pink ones with the elastic around the legs, and they felt lovely too. I was in heaven, and trembling all over.  Every time I went to the bathroom I was in to the basket to see what was there, and sometimes I had to choose between my cousin's and my aunty's knickers. What ever, I would have an enjoyable time in either case, and I am still addicted to girls' knickers.
Tom

I am sure that many of my male readers will be able to sympathise with your story, Tom. Furtively going through the laundry basket to find something feminine to slip on in the privacy of the bathroom is such a common story.

Dearest Susan:

I just love your petticoat site. I'm such a helpless petticoated pansy, I love telling others of my special likes. I like being in my makeshift crib all dolled up with my full pink petticoat, sucking on my pink pacifier, all perfume-powdered in my dolly outfit. I love fondling silky slips, bras or pretty panties, and kicking my frilly anklet legs. I feel so pretty, and such a little fairy pansy. I can't help it; it feels so good.

Thank you for providing such a nice sissy petticoat site. I'm always looking for a special nanny to nurse me. I love being a humiliated sissy pansy in my silky panties and diapers. Hope you're doing well.
Love,
Misty

Misty, you sound like a precious little darling! I hope that you always have your dummy with you when you put on your flouncy flannelette nightie and go to beddie-byes.

Dear Susan,

I felt I had to write. I was watching a video recently called 'Angels and Insects' when I was stunned by a scene where three young girls were removing their full pinafores. The reason for the surprise was, that although I had not seen the film previously, I recognised it as it was once on your website. Checking back I found it was on the front page from PDM of April 2000 (Volume 1 No. 4). f04nursPDM

The film, which was set in the 1860's, continued showing the young girls in very pretty and frilly party dresses, and a few times the full dresses as seen in the photo (which were obviously worn over hooped petticoats), would flounce up to display their lace trimmed bloomers.

Whilst the film was somewhat unusual, for a sissy like myself the many outfits throughout were delightful. I wondered how the young actresses felt about wearing them. I just know I was envious.
Yours obediently,
Pinafored David

You are quite right, David, it was from 'Angels and Insects'. What a superb production that was - I am glad to hear that it has been released on video.

Dear Susan,

When I was eleven my mom decided that a good way to punish me was to dress me like a girl. She would spank me, and then dress me in my sister's clothes. And then that night she would put me in diapers and a nightie. I can personally assure you that it worked very well. I was always so embarrassed when she would put me on the bed to powder and diaper me, because she would always treat me like a complete baby girl, and give me a teddy bear to hold, and talk to me in baby talk. I hated for her to see me when this happened, but I didn't want another spanking, and if I resisted that is what I would get. I can attest to the effectiveness of diaper and panty punishment.
Christopher

Thank you Christopher, it is always gratifying to hear from a dummy-disciplined male. You have found out first hand how effective it is.

Susan,

I have been reading some excellent accounts about introducing boys to the discipline and corrective powers of ladies' tights. My own recent experience might interest readers. My son Jamie is 8, and about a year ago was small for his age. Our doctor thought swimming might be good, but for most of the year it is too cold where I live. So she tentatively suggested ballet lessons instead.

I decided to enrol him in a local ballet school, for the exercise, but I was also hoping that his 'feminine' traits would develop a bit. The ballet mistress was reluctant at first to accept Jamie into her all-girl ballet school, and expressed reservations about how he would cope on his own with no male support. She also stated that she felt Jamie should not have to wear a pair of tights since it might make him feel too self-conscious.

I made it clear to the ballet mistress that I wanted Jamie to wear tights from the outset. I reassured the ballet mistress that Jamie would not feel embarrassed having to wear tights, as I would make sure he got used to wearing tights by making him wear them at home, and under his trousers when he went to school. She seemed surprised by this, but said nothing.

I am delighted to inform you that now on Saturday mornings Jamie is instead dressed in a pair of his sister's 70 denier black tights, a girls' white leotard, and a pair of lovely soft ballet slippers, doing plies at the barre, and surrounded by around fifteen lovely little girls dressed in pink tights and white ballet dresses (he does not wear a dress of course).

When he gets home I make him change into a pair of my old tights, an old silk blouse, and a lovely soft girly cardigan. The change in him is wonderful to behold and he is now able to embrace his feminine side.
Carol

Dear Susan,

When I was eight I was in enrolled in Creative Dramatics with a very good female instructor.  In 'A Midsummer Night's Dream', I played Moth, a fairy.  My costume included red tights.  Some time later, I misbehaved in the class a few times.  I was then asked to serve as a curtain-puller for a play with older girls and women actors.  The dramatics instructor's son was also a curtain-puller.  We both were told, in a no-nonsense fashion, that we had to dress in green tights, a green leotard, and green ballet slippers. It was rather humiliating, and I know that her son could be rather naughty.  Now nearing 50, I believe I was "tights punished".  To this day, I get quite a thrill from wearing tights.
R. McL.

Tights are a perennial favourite amongst petticoat discipline devotees of both sexes. To a boy's mind there are few garments more 'sissy', and of course there is that feeling of tightness and being controlled; in a way they are a childhood version of a girdle.

Dear Susan,

The following appeared on the BBC sports news web page:

Portsmouth-based Moneyfield Sports were on a miserable losing streak in Sydenham's Wessex League, and were desperate for a reversal in fortunes.

Captain Calvin Hoar asked his players for any ideas to halt the run, and one jokingly suggested they wear an item of their partners' undergarments to bring them luck.

Amazingly, the rest of the side decided to go along with the plan - and it has worked a treat.

Since donning the knickers and bras, Moneyfield have gone on a four-match unbeaten run, and poor old Calvin doesn't know whether to laugh or cry!

"I'm hoping that the run doesn't continue much longer, to be honest," he confessed - "the underwear's getting a bit uncomfortable!"  

This story was followed on the same page by a piece about a Scottish football fan who said he would wear a kilt for a week if Scotland beat Holland in the European Cup playoffs. The page had a picture of a man wearing a kilt, with the caption, ‘Well, it beats wearing women’s undies!’ I am not sure that I would agree with that.
All good wishes from
Fiona,
Your Girl from Strathyre

Do you know what I think? I think that the player who originally suggested it had already been threatened with petticoat punishment by his girlfriend.

Male readers may not really understand what it is like for a woman to be married to, or partnered to, a sports-playing male. Win, and everything is fun and filled with joy; lose, and the weekend is often utterly depressing. I was once told by a woman whose husband played football that if the team lost then he would not say a single word until Monday. He would just come home, silently get into bed, and that was it.

Now that the whole team are under petticoat discipline (and I am sure that the captain is exasperated because he knows he is losing his authority to a group of determined women) then it is no wonder that they are winning. I would keep them petticoated even after the winning streak ends; it might make them a bit brighter and less selfish when they return home.

I will certainly be keeping an eye on Moneyfield Sports from now on. The only question remaining is: how good would Wilko be if he played in frilly knickers??

Dear Miss MacDonald,

I found this in a 'Better Homes and Gardens' magazine. It gives proof of petticoating at an early age.

Thank you for sending that in, Dennis. It is a most intriguing photograph.

I was looking on Google for cable-knit tights, and it took me to your site! Then, I kept reading, thinking...hmm...this has got to be a really funny sex site...but then there was no sexual content at all that I saw, so then it really made me laugh.  I think we're all immune to totally freaky desires, but this was so benign, and just silly.  I told my husband about it too, who also thought it was pretty funny.

I will say, I don't think it's healthy that a married couple is not having sex -I mean, that's half the fun of being married.  To each his own though, right?  But some of your letter-writers are kind of pitiful. I mean look at the 50 year old guy who spends all his spare time cleaning at a rest home.  That can't be healthy - how is he contributing to his family?  He's neurotic or OCD or something.  Anyway, I digress.

They say you can find anything on the web. I think they're right.
Robin S.

It is lovely to get a letter from the American Navy. I think that they do a wonderful job. As it happens Robin, we at petticoated.com are very proud of our sheer silliness - or what others perceive as such. We are even listed on 'Quintessence of the Loon', a site dedicated to outlandish silliness, and which I strongly recommend.

For readers who may be confused, OCD stands for 'obssessive-compulsive disorder'. I seem to remember in that letter from the cleaner in the rest home (I mean - somebody has to do it), that his wife held down a high-paying job. And as readers of 'Dummy Discipline Digest' will confirm, loving babying can be a more than adequate substitute for sex in the usual sense.

Hello Susan Macdonald:

Well, I'm happy to hear from you again. Trudy and I are still waiting to see our letters published, but so far no go. I have given him a new name. It is Caroline from now on.

Dear Susan, are those pictures of him are going to be published as well? Caroline can wait to see himself and his letters on your lovely site. Caroline and I would like to know when he can see the letters and the pictures published. He has been looking for them every time a new publication came out.

Well I will send you those pictures when we have taken some new ones. But please dear Susan Macdonald, let Caroline and me know when he can see himself in his undies, and see his letters. He is standing right beside me, and he is all dressed in his new little girl undies. But he is under orders not to send anything more until we now for sure it will be published for all to see. That is Caroline's only wish: to show the whole world that he is as happy as a man can be in his ladies’ undies and panty liners.

Caroline is ready and willing to show all of these to you and the rest off the world. Caroline has no problem with this, as he has never been embarrassed about wearing ladies’ undies and girls’ undies. If you don’t have space for the pictures, then there is a web album.
Yours sincerely,
Robin (and Caroline)

Hi Susan:

First of all, I would like to wish yourself and your staff a wonderful Christmas and New Year: I have just finished getting up to date with all the letters and articles, which I have found very interesting to read. It is an inspiration to us all.

I very much appreciate you and your staff for all of your hard work in producing such a wonderful magazine; and all of your advice, keeps up the brilliant work, and many thanks again.
Best regards,
Richard

P.S. My date of birth is 21/01/61. I look forward to reading the next issue in due course. Thank you again for producing a wonderful magazine.

Thank you Richard; I will let the staff know. It is encouraging to hear that one's efforts are appreciated.