I love nylon shirts, and nylon pyjamas by night
I have loved nylon shirts since I was five years old and my friends in primary school wore them. I first got a St Michael (Marks and Spencer) lilac nylon shirt to go to a family wedding when I was nine. I also had two pink nylon shirts and was obsessed with wearing them every time I could. I had pairs of nylon pyjamas too throughout my teens. I started collecting nylon shirts when I went to university and wore nylon shirts virtually every day I was at College. I used to trawl the Charity Shops for nylon shirts and pyjamas when there were excellent opportunities to buy nylon shirts. I now have hundreds of nylon shirts, sorry, thousands of nylon shirts and wear them every day. Today I took all the shirts out of the loft and put them in a lock up where I can have easy access to them. My wife, who is delightfully fat, wears nylon knickers and I hope she will massage my ** tonight because it has been a really exciting day for a man of 63 who is obsessed with nylon shirts.
Feb 25
I cannot remember where I got about 200 boxes of nylon shirts brand new and unworn for up to 59/6 in old money. Pristine high end nylon shirts of all sizes from 14.5 inches (14 1/2) to 17.5 inches (17 1/2) collar size. I have about twenty pieces of luggage stuffed full of nylon shirts brand new and used, and very few have been abused by me or previous owners. All colours and textures are represented in my huge nylon shirt collection, though personally I prefer size 16.5 or 17 in smooth nylon, plain or barcode. Barcode nylon is a plain nylon with vertical stripes of the same colour. It is unique to nylon shirts and impossible to miss once you see it. When I am surrounded by my nylon shirts, or even just wearing one, I always have a semi hardon. The only time I don’t wear nylon these days is when I am in the shower, and even then the nylon pyjamas I am about to put on or have just taken off will not be far away. I have about seventy nylon shirts in my bedroom and about six pairs of nylon pyjamas stuffed in drawers in my bedroom. I don’t mind admitting that I am obsessed with nylon shirts and pyjamas.