I've been kilted full time for eleven months now. The most restrictive garments I've worn are loose fitting, thin, tartan boxer shorts from WalMarche'.

Yesterday my lady and her daughter and daughter's boyfriend wanted to go swimming at Lake Powell. Knowing it was a holiday we figured the swimming beaches would be packed with folks. So I found a long neglected swim suit and off we went.

It wasn't long before I noticed that inner net built into men's swimwear for "support." Tell you what, I didn't feel supported, I felt imprisoned.

The feeling of confinement really bothered me after 11 months of freedom.

Turned out the beaches were deserted by the time we got to the lake. Guess folks were headed in for the fireworks show. We wound up skinnydipping, which provided relief until time for the drive home.

Was kicking myself for not bringing a kilt to wear...just figured it was a short drive to the lake and back...no big thing.

Guessing men who are used to being confined don't notice it...just like long term prison inmates...its their way of life.

Being "free" I haven't had to contend with confinement.

Curious how those of you who alternate back and forth between kilts and confinement deal with the sensations. Must be sort of like being on work release?

Ron