I don’t necessarily remember the first time I learned about going commando but I surely do remember my first experience going commando and now I understand why there are the 10 Commandments Of Going Commando. I had joined Bally Total Fitness in an attempt to get fit. I was told it was a good gym near my house and there were always cute guys there. Bingo! There was no question, I was signing up. Well, when I signed up, they told me that with every new membership, you receive a complimentary personal training session. I figured it couldn’t hurt, I’d get one good training session and if I liked it, maybe I’d continue. Well, I didn’t continue … and now all I want to know is where were my panties when I needed them?
I was on the way to the gym for my first personal training session with a male personal trainer named Anthony. I walked into the locker room and as I was taking out my gym shorts and tank top I realized that I did not bring underwear with me. I hadn’t worn any underwear that day, for whatever reason, free-vagina-ing or what not, I didn’t wear them. Despite my missing undies, I wasn’t going to cancel my personal training session, so, there I was, wearing my white size large Soffe cotton shorts without underwear. Keep in mind I was a size small, wearing a size large with no underwear on. I figured I’d just make sure that Anthony wouldn’t come anywhere close to my legs, he’d simply instruct me, not He was a goofier, dorkier, and less built version of “The Situation”, he was simply a dork with a sweat suit on and from the start I was worried. Keep reading »