She looked a trifle breathless, no doubt theresult of having been laced into a corset for the first time. Therecould be no other explanation for her s...im waist and swelling bustline. The two men stared in open-mouthed awe."Good lord, Claire!" Higgins exclaimed when he'd recovered hisvoice, "You certainly look... well, you look positively smashing!" Agreed!" the other gentleman put in, "Positively... smashing!" hefinished, rather lamely."Claire is still getting used to wearing a corset for the. I was just glad it was a slow day becausenobody notice or they just did not say anything. I first replace myjeans with a knee length skirt then replaced the tee-shirt with a nicewhite blouse. I think it was at this point I said I am only doing thisbecause I had fun at the club do not think you are going to turn me intoone of those sissy husbands full-time. My wife was first to speak andsaid my son needs the man that I married to teach him how to be a properhusband to his wife someday. I. And even if you did step outside your limits, there was always a spare bedroom you could borrow for the evening, or at the very least a couch you could crash on. Those beds and couches were often borrowed during the course of the evening as well... George and I went with the full intention of staying the night. George and Jim were rather good friends, and George usually helped him set up the place beforehand and tear it down the next day. We took the bus up from campus and arrived at Jim's. He sat down on the cold, humid grass with his legs crossed and a walking stick on his left shoulder. He rummaged through his ever lightening knapsack for something to eat. With little fuss, he managed to come up with a meager meal: worrain berries and a piece of goat's cheese, still fresh and spongy. He tried to feed as much on the land as possible, keeping most of his food supplies for the difficult part of his journey, the Widelands themselves.The people in the village he went through last.