I was about twelve or thirteen and I spent a lot of time at my grandparent’s apartment. My mother and I had lived with them when I was a baby while my father was in the Army so I kind of became their favorite grandchild.
I had become very curious about girdles (this was the early 60’s) and had always seen my grandmothers on the chair in her bathroom. One night I finally got up the nerve to examine it and discovered the thrill of a lifetime. It had some stains in it and