It's going to be some time before you're ready for a new one." With that, she walked out of the room and Sarah gave her a look of pity."My bra doesn't...fit anymore, but if I don't wear it my shirt keeps rubbing and..." Shhh..." Sarah said quietly, pulling Emily into the room and closing the door behind her."I can't do this, Sarah. I can't go walking around with this rubbing feeling, but if I wear the bra people are going to know I can't fill it. Can't you make me a little older, or a little. You wouldn’t want her to catch you with a book on sex would ya, even if it did come from the library?’ ‘No, you’re right, little brother,’ Frank acknowledged. You go first.’ ‘While Ernest was in the bathroom, Frank already had his clothes off and his pajamas on, and was opening the first of three books he had checked out. ‘Sexual Behavior of the Human Male,’ by some guy named Kinsey, he noted. Frank Adams wasn’t interested in learning about males. He knew all about them. He wanted to know about. She grudgingly opened her eyes, then scrunched them up again, seemingly irritated by the sunlight poking through my bedroom curtains. “What time is it?” she asked, squinting at me. “8.30” With that she rolled over onto her front, pulling down. .. must ... meeting...”“Did you know there is no surveillance in this block, or in this shop?” Lisa asked brightly.“Wha... ?”“There we go, Aunt Tracy, time to get up, there’s a car right outside. Come on now,” Lisa helped her aunt to stand, and walked her out of the coffee shop. The barista in the back didn’t notice.Tracy awoke chained into a steel contraption that supported her upper chest and shoulders and stomach, but let her tits dangle below her. It wasn’t exactly comfortable, but wasn’t.