We were out and about today on this beautiful hot day, we stopped at a patio bar and my wife asked me to get a table while she went to the ladies room. She sat down and told me she had to ask me something, she was walking to our table and looked at my shoes and sitting down my pant leg went up and thought she seen that I was wearing pantyhose. I didn't say a word and just looked at her, she told me I would have to be crazy to be wearing pantyhose with this heat. She said that I always told her that I didn't ask for Maria but after today she finally believes me and told me what a sacrifice it must be dressed like that today. I wasn't really answering her and she said "Wow! Its like im a prisoner to myself, I could be nice and comfortable instead I'm dying of heat and doesn't understand why I have to suffer like that. I told her for me this is what I want, I haven't had much time at home and,I guess dying of heat is what I'm willing to do and I'm not complaining. She said she hopes I'm enjoying it and worth it and doesn't believe anyone would ask to wear pantyhose in this heat and told me at times she feels sorry for me having to live with this. I told her it isn't fun but it makes it easier that she's supportive because if she wasn't it would have been even worse.
Well I guess she never believed until today that I didn't really ask for this.