Based on "A Visit from Saint Nicholas" by Clement Clark Moore'Twas a night like any other, when all through our homeThe family was silent; so I knew I could roam.I crept out of my bed and tiptoed down the stairsFor Becky, my sister, had big plans elsewheres.She and some friends were on some camping tripSo in her room I went, and my pants I unzipped.I was. What is ridiculous is youstanding there in your skirt and heels and making a big deal of a brathat nobody will even see except you and me." But I don't have breasts like yours to put into a bra. It would lookstupid on me," said Robert. "That can easily be taken care of"responded Andrea. "Let me show you how this goes on. You'll be amazedat how good it will feel."With that, Andrea started sliding the bra straps up Robert's arms,before he could object further and fastened the hooks and eyes on. He wondered how he was goingto do anything with nails that long. Just then Lydia came in and took a long hard look at him. Shetold Cindy she was an artist of the first order. Cindy told herthat she had a lot to work with. Lydia paid her and threw in a verygenerous tip. Cindy left after saying she wished she had takenbefore and after pictures of him. Lydia said Marcie would be home before too long and if he wantedto change he could. He said he didn't know what to wear now that hewas all done.Read More
