He asked me if I was going to wear something see through, and I laughed aloud. I am a respecta
He asked me if I was going to wear something see through, and I laughed aloud. I am a respectable suburban matron, known to people in the place we were due to meet. Besides, at My age, and with the size of My breasts, I need to wear a bra. Time and gravity takes a toll. He went on and on about how bras actually destroy the ligaments that hold up breasts. Blah blah blah. That ship has sailed for Me, so I’m not sure why he felt it necessary to push the point.Still, perhaps one of these days I’ll invest in a semi-sheer blouse and wear it for a tete a tete, as long as I’ve a jacket to throw on to avoid shocking those who don’t wish to witness such scandalous behaviour. -- source link