"It's an electric blanket. You plug it into a socket and it warms up for you." Momo was utterly dumbfounded, unable to form words after hearing such a...revolutionary concept. I then retrieved a smaller box from the nearby bookshelf and handed it to her. The picture on the front showed a device plugged into an electrical outlet, with it itself having its own outlet on the front and a clock right above it. "Now, having an electric blanket is a responsibility. If you're not careful with it, it can. For that matter, I think that bulge is smaller than it used to be.With only panties left to wear, I said what the heck and tried on one ofthe bras as well. I am NOT planning on doing that more in the future,mind! This was an EXPERIMENT, to satisfy my curiosity on multipleissues. Really.First off, the damned thing does fit, although naturally I had to stuffthe cups.More importantly, and the real reason I put it on, while wearing it Irealized my body had an honest-to-God hourglass shape to it.. I knew he was approaching his orgasm. His moans grew louder and louder, and he began arching his hips more violently. I returned to taking a couple of inches of his glans and the upper shaft into my mouth, sucking on him, as I pumped the thick shaft with my tiny hand. Now Robert stopped moving his hips and just stiffened his thighs, allowing me to simply suck on his cock and pump the shaft more rapidly. Within a few seconds, his breathing began to quicken and I knew instinctively that his. And you didn't deserve to be saddled with a huge mortgage payment every month on top of what you were paying for the boys, that wasn't fair to you. And Peter was saying that he wanted to marry me, and that he'd buy a house where we could all live. He happily accepted the boys, he probably knew that we came as a packaged deal. He proposed but I hadn't accepted. It was just before he went away to some conference over in Harvard, and when he was away I came up with the idea of writing to you to.