J, you had me so scared. I know it’s been hard but don’t quit on me. Please?”“I ... I’m back, Em. I’ll live. I promise.”My sister stroke... my forehead and hair. I looked up at her in the dimly lit room and saw her breasts a few inches from my face. I grimaced as tumescence fought with my catheter.“Do you need something more for pain?” she asked. “The nurse said she’d bring something when you needed it.”“No. It’s okay. Just uncomfortable.”“Someone needs to wash your hair tomorrow. What a greasy. It was an incredibly eroticexperience, to feel her silky skin with my hand. Memories of doing thesame to my wife came back to me, but now I was doing it with my delicatehand and my painted nails.After I helped her, she asked me to lay myself with my face down, so shewould apply the sun blocker in my back. That was really exciting, itwas my turn to feel her soft hands touching my skin, especially aftershe untied the rope which kept the top of my bikini in place. Thethought that I would have my. You have two choices. You can either wear you currentgirdle and enjoy all that movement you're getting or, alternatively, youcan wear an over-bust corset with the extra support and restriction itwill provide. Which would you like?"If there was one thing for certain, it was that I was being 'invited' towear a full corset. I was absolutely certain already that I couldn'tstand being without some support. All that jiggling and swaying would beterrible if it went on all day. I also knew I was going. Oh she was such a gorgeous girl. Her face was pale, as the rest of her body was. She had a very light shower of freckles across her nose that had faded with age. Her nose wasn’t small, but instead rounded to match her gleaming large green eyes. Though, to most people having glasses hide to beauty of ones eyes, or crowded the face, but not her. Oh no, they brought out the round pattern of her body and face. Following the lines of her body it only got better. Her collarbone was nice and dominant,.