After another quick look to see if there were anybody else in the vicinity, I closed and locked the door then started to put the garments on.
Telling me this was too good to be true, I put on the polka dot top.
It was whilst I was hooking it up, that I saw that it could be adjusted in quite a simple manner by pulling on the side straps.
It took me quite a while to get the back clasps to connect.
I then adjusted the shoulder straps like I had seen mom do ever so often.
This was only the third or perhaps fourth time I wore a bra. It felt so good, so right.
I wished there had been a mirror so I could have taken a good look at myself.