Were my nipples a little more puffy?I looked down and saw, for the first time, the slight curve of mybreasts. They were actually starting to pop out, ...s opposed to how theywere even this morning.The reality of the situation was hitting me hard, now. I couldn't wearany of Melanie's shirts with my nipples - no, let's just say it, mybreasts - this sensitive, and wearing one of my own shirts would becompletely against what this little curiosity experiment was all about.I knew exactly what I'd need. She told me about when she was very young, maybe 7, 8 or 9, when she used to play doctors and nurses with her two boy cousins, Barry and Terry, who used to live a couple of streets away in her Yorkshire village at the time. Well, who hasn’t played that game ? She said that she enjoyed playing the nurse and pulling her older cousin’s little willy out, feeling it as stiff as a poker while her younger cousin played the doctor and moved the stethoscope around the area below his b*****rs belly. A great number ofacquaintances from Daddy's business would be there who had no idea ofthe rather strange and different way of life that was the norm withJulie's parents and others. Nor would it do, socially, for things tobe known. Since Julie was a little girl, this fact had been drilledinto her. "Discretion, Princess, discretion! What people don't knowwon't hurt them!" At that point, Julie's Mother or Father wouldchuckle and add, "And it won't hurt us, either!"Without discretion, this wedding. He placed a hand on her petite breast, feeling her nipple harden under her shirt. He lolled his tongue about in her mouth. He let her arms slip about his waist, her thumbs dropped under his belt and teased about the soft hair near his butt. When his hand fell on her chest, she kissed him more fervently than ever, hoping he would understand that she liked it—loved it—wanted it. Allison tucked her fingers near his plump butt, letting him know that she wanted more. “Is this what you had in mind?”.