The night I met my boyfriend, I was wearing this short skirt. I didn't think we were going to do anything and, since I didn't have any panties, I borrowed a pair of my brother's underwear. How embarrassing, I know. See, I had met my boyfriend online. At the time, we were just talking as friends. When I finally met him in person, I figured we were just going to talk. Before I knew it, we were sitting down at a table in the dark making out. He was putting his hand under my clothing, but he still had no idea I was wearing boy's underwear. I had to go home to drop off my truck, and he came to my house and waited for me to sneak out and go with him. Before I left, I took off the underwear, went commando, and hopped in his car. We ended up having sex on the side of the road. To this day, he still thinks I took off my underwear because I wanted sex, which I did, but I really did it because I didn't want him to know I was wearing boy's briefs! -- Nakita, 19