I soon received the goods and, lo and behold, it hugged right, supported well and left me with my hands free to do something besides adjust my bra. Bu... it also did something else. It smelled. The darn thing was made of real, honest to goodness rubber; a heady, pungent odor that took me back through the years. There I stood once again before my mother's middle dresser drawer, happily extracting one of her bras to take away for my own use while the family was away for the day. It was a heavy. Seeing that Karen had Jim pretty much occupied, Kathy whispered to Derrick. "Derrick I have something to say that may shock you, but don't be alarmed. See, I know about you and Megan. Don't worry, I am not mad or upset in the least, and I can explain it all later, and I have told Karen the whole story, and more."Derrick looked at Kathy and over at Jim and Karen. "You knew, how?" I told you I'll explain it all when were alone, not now."Karen stood up and took Jim by the hand and looked over at. "##Since Mom was at work I went home to Svenja's after school. Naturally Iwanted to put on the the sweater, too, since I hadn't had a chance yet.The whole day it had been next to me in the bag, and I could scarcelywait.But now I had bad luck again, because Svenja was wearing it. "Hmmm..."she raved."Hey, that's my sweater!" So what? No way you can afford that. Did you steal it?" Svenja! I'd never do that!" Don't get excited. I didn't really think so. But tell me now: How didyou get this lovely. "The same people that urged me to bring John back into the present began to begrudge me of my new closeness to the boss. According to them every promotion I've received since then was earned on my back. They're a ruthless bunch of vultures," she said, shaking her head.On the way back to the clubhouse she lectured me about my conduct at the office, saying that my actions were on display, that they mirrored how my uncle John was raising me and were a reflection upon him. She cautioned me to be.