White." Her eyes went wide and her mouth made a silent 'O'. "Mrs.White I have decided to give you a very new secret therapy. You must howeverpromise n...t to divulge this to anyone. Never tell anyone whatever passes betweenus in these sessions. It would make me most unhappy if you ever did Mrs. White.You will be good and do exactly as I say wont you." "Of course Sir. I will never say anything." "Good. You have certain desires and lusts that normally would not befully acceptable in polite society.. " What's that?" I said, for this was the first I had heard of her plans."It'll be so cool to stay at your place," she said. "I won't be any trouble." Ok, sure," I agreed.On thing about my younger sister, she sure has changed in the last year. Never the thinnest of girls, always a little bit cubby, but, my, how she has shot up and her tits sure look a good handful. It was only a thirty minute drive in my new car to my beach cottage. It was built on a level plateau just a few yards from its own. Oohhh please... don't, Bill? Don't tell? I'll do it! I'll do whatever you want?" She sat up then, her hands reaching out towards him, beseechingly.Slowly, as if he was fighting his conscience, the young man returned to the bed and sat beside the young woman. "Oh God, Annette. I really should tell, but?... you're so lovely?.so desirable?..." He placed his hands on her shoulders and there was no perceptible resistance from her as he pushed her down flat on her back on the bed. "But it's?... I?.... ”She sat back, took a moment to gather her thoughts. “Do you make clothes often?”“I know my way around a sewing machine. But no, I don't. I buy most of my clothes.”“And your brassieres?”“This is my first effort, Miss.”“So I am unique? You never made one for Sheila?”“I met Sheila in normal times, at a munch actually, one of those Friday night get-togethers we used to have back when it was safe to be close to each other. She was leading a man around then, a pretty boy to be sure.”“Sheila always.