"I'm playing Yum Yum. I go to an all boys school, but Jason is playingNanki Poo at his school they do it jointly with a girls school," Iexplained."Wha... do you think of the lady playing Yum Yum here today?" asked thelady."I think she is brilliant. I only hope I can pick up some tips from heras I watch," I said."Well, would you like to meet her and see if she can help you?" sheasked."What do you mean?" I said, startled."I'm Anita Jenkins and Miriam Jenkins is my sister. I can take you backstage. Still being a smartass, I snapped, “You’re 23 and can’t get your own bra off?” She was still flustered, but I could hear her trying to hold back laughter, “It’s a triple hook; I can’t get the last one. Can you help me?”I got up, looked around to see if anyone was coming and went in. “Don’t get any ideas, I just need you unhook that last one,” she said, holding her right arm against the bra. “There,” I said. “I’m telling you, try a pink one.” I started turning around to unlock the door when she. For example, if I were to pull my shirt down just a little bit, Starbucks coffee would suddenly come free. I used this to my advantage at school, and in public. When I was in those places it would be a conscious choice to lower my shirt. However, whenever I was at home it wasn’t conscious but instead completely unconscious. Frequently I would walk around my house in just a bikini or a bra and panties. Never did it ever cross my mind that anyone would be interested in me at my own house. It was. We entered the kitchen, then I realised I needed to shop. I suggested breakfast at the shack. I changed to better clothes and put on my swimmers. Grabbing a few beach towels. Heather put on her dress only and I drove Heather to her house sitting place. There she put on a bikini and summer dress together with sandals. There was a message on the answering machine advising they are returning tomorrow. We left for the beach front.During a nice breakfast Heather asked “Do you mind if I stayed with.