Pajama party time in Bloggerville.



Lame set-up for a good pic, but I do remember one time when I was just a kid, and my sister had just graduated from high school, and she had a graduation sleepover pajama party at our house, and there weren't many pajamas, but there were a lot of bras and panties, and you have to remember this was 1959, so the bras were bullet bras, and the panties, well the panties were mostly white or pastel, and I got a good peek or two until my father came up from behind and smote me blind, just before my mother came up from behind and smote him blind.
Et al.