He now looked like he had theproportions of a Barbie doll!Finally she couldn't lace him any tighter, Madge looked upat me. "Help me here Linda, I've g...t an idea."Ruth held Richard steady as both Madge and I pulled thelaces from opposite sides. Unbelievably, the corset goteven tighter! The halves were now almost closed. We yankedand pulled and grunted once more and then again. The corsetcreaked again but finally, the edges of the corset weretight together! We heard a loud 'pop' as one of the. Her dark nipples looked hard: had she been touching them already? She flopped down on a chair, and her breasts bounced interestingly. I wasn’t wearing a bra or bikini top either, though I’d put on a loose t-shirt so it wasn’t too obvious. Even so, I wondered if Abi had noticed.“That’s better,” she said, crossing her legs and revealing a nice expanse of bare thigh. “I felt a bit sticky after that drive back, but I’ll feel better after a coffee.”She looked good. And suddenly I wanted her. My head. Sophie wondered about changing out of her office wear. She had worn a black pleated skirt with a black satin blouse but with matching red lingerie underneath. As usual she wore black stockings, but this pair had a red seam to complement the peeping red slip. She loved to show off her slips. She was also wearing red French knickers, a lacy red suspender belt, a red and black bra, and a gorgeous red half-slip with oodles of lace on the hem. It looked and sounded good enough to eat on. It seemed incongruous to see the chaotic tangle of books among the order of the otherwise neatly stacked boxes and furniture. It was if someone had been looking for a book and stacked books in any convenient place and then in a hurry had knocked over the stacks. Although I was no bibliophile, I scanned the books for any of apparent value. I thought that I would donate most to the local library. Books were meant to be read and were of no value sitting in someone's basement collecting dust.I had.