811 IN MY SISTERS PLACE by Philippa Peters

811 IN MY SISTERS PLACE by Philippa Peters
My eyes were popping out of my head as as I wobbled down the stairs. No, it wasn’t my high heels that were wobbling but the mounds in front of me that preceded me down the hallway in my tight-fitting dress.
“Your father doesn’t understand,” my mother sighed – as I grimaced from the soreness of my nipples – and not believing what I saw in the mirror.
“I don’t understand why I let Dr Bradford do this to me, either,” I moaned to my mother, as my breasts, my breasts! …jiggled in my lacy, unpadded bra.

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