A Milwaukee Addict
PART 2

CHAPTER 5

The next morning I awoke feeling content and comfortable. I had gone to bed in my brace, panties and bra. I had not put on a tee shirt at Dr. Brundage's office the afternoon before. I liked the feel of the brace against my bare skin. Jill had told me that I needed to wear a cotton shirt under the brace, but I was determined to do without it if I could manage it. Power should help with skin irritation if I experienced such. It was only 7:30 am and Mom and I were not leaving to shop until 11:00 am. I had some time to myself to think.

I began to think about how the brace fit. I was lying on my back. The pelvic girdle hugged my hips and made them tilt forward pulling my lower back flat and made it touch the two back uprights. The kypho pad in back pushed my hump flat and made my chest barely touch the front upright when I took a deep breath. While lying down, the neck ring did not rest as close to the back of my head and chin. I guess my back really stretched out when a lay down.

My chest felt a little sore from the shoulder outrigger pushing my shoulders back. I smiled, my posture was really good now.

Then another thought came to mind. Now that my posture was so much better, my figure would be more noticeable. My body had really begun to mature over the last 12 months. I had grown from 5'3" to 5'5 1/2" and my measurements were 34B, 23, 32. The other girls in my class were similar in development, but my posture had made me feel awkward until now.

Rolling partially onto my left side, I discovered that my breasts hugged the front upright. I really liked the feel of the metal between my breasts. On impulse, I sat up and took my bra off. Lying back down on my left side, I began to rub the front upright between my breasts and was surprised when my nipples stiffened. Then I notice that tingly feeling again low in my stomach. The same feeling from the day before when I first got my brace. Reaching down, I checked my panties and found them damp. With my right hand I rubbed myself through my panties and gasped at the sensations that shot through me. It felt so good. I felt warm and flushed all over. Rolling onto my back, I lifted my hips slightly so I could slide my panties off. With both hands, I began my first real sexual experience by experimenting and exploring my body.

The brace held my body straight as I strained to hunch my back as my stomach muscles tightened and then rippled strongly against the plastic girdle pressing in my stomach. Until now sex had been a remote concept that I was not sure I would enjoy. If it was anything like what I just experienced, then I was diffidently interested. My body was covered in sweat and I felt so wonderfully content and relaxed.

Getting up from bed, I walked to the mirror and inspected my brace. I loved to look at the way it held and straightened my body. The pelvic girdle dipped low in front and actually covered the upper part of the silky hair that had begun to grow and thicken in my private area. My waist looked really small with the pelvic girdle squeezing it in.

Going into the bathroom and taking a bath cloth, I began to bath off. I finally had my brace and I was not about to take it off yet. Not even for a few minutes.

Brushing my teeth and pulling my hair into a ponytail, I went back into my room and put on clean underwear, jeans, sandals, and a tight pull over top. The top was tight enough to see the brace underneath. When I moved my shoulders, it would pull up slightly and showed my stomach covered by the pelvic girdle.

I was not embarrassed or ashamed of the brace. I felt no need to hide or be self-conscience. It was keeping my back straight, I felt no pain, and I enjoyed wearing it because of the way it felt on my body and the things it made me feel inside. I actually felt more confident in it and more attractive. There simply was no reason to hide or not wear it.

CHAPTER 6

Mom and I had a late breakfast. While we were eating Mom asked how I had slept last night. I told her that I had slept just fine and that in fact I had slept better than normal.

Mom and I had always been very close and talked about everything. My earlier "experience" was still on my mind so I asked Mom if I could tell her something important. She of course replied that I could tell her anything. So I told her about what I had done and how it had made me feel.

We talked about what I had done and Mom told me that it was ok for me to explore my body and the things I had experienced were good. Mom left the kitchen for a minute and came back with a book that she handed me. She told me that she thought I was ready to read it. The book contained information on sex and the female body.

She then said that she was not telling me to go out a have sex. She said with a big smile and laugh she preferred that I wait till I was older and married. Then in a serious tone she said that I would know when I was ready and she hoped I talked with her before I did when I decided I was ready. I smiled as I told her she knew I would.

Then Mom caught me off guard when she asked me if I knew what had aroused me this morning. Not knowing how to respond, I said I did not know. Mom said not to be embarrassed, I could tell her. The day before I would have never thought about sharing my feelings about the brace with my parents, but I had never hidden anything from Mom. I told her that it was my brace that had given me the feeling and how much I liked it because of how it made me feel physically and mentally.

Mom had one more surprise for me. She asked me to wait in the kitchen while she went to get something. 10 minutes later she walked back in the kitchen and I nearly feel out of my chair. Mom had on a back brace. She explained that she had hurt her back in college during a gymnastics meet and had had to wear a TLSO with a SOMI neck brace attachment for 9 months. She told me that during that time she had discovered that she had much the same feelings as I about wearing a brace and the she really understand how I felt. Mom said she had suspected that I was having these feelings, but had not found an easy way to ask me until this morning.

Mom then told me that she still wore it at night sometimes and that when she and Dad took one of their occasional weekend retreats alone out of town that she wore it the whole weekend. She went on to explain that Dad liked it when she wore it and that they had a good time together with her in. This last she said with a mischievous grin. I thought I knew what the "good time together" part was and decided not to ask.

CHAPTER 7

Mom asked if I would like for her to wear her brace while we shopped for new clothes. I said sure, but what would others in town think. She said not to worry that we would drive the two hours into New Orleans where no one would notice or care.

A few hours later we were in New Orleans and we decide to go into the French Quarter for lunch before shopping. Mom picked a café off the main square and asked for a window table.

So far, Mom had been right. No one had taken notice of us beyond a second passing glance. There were so many unusual people in New Orleans that we blended in amid all the others.

After the initial shock, I found it really cool to go "bracing" with Mom.

CHAPTER 8

Mom took me to a shop she had shopped at before. She told me that they were very accommodating to people with special clothing needs.

As we walked in the front door a woman at the back of the store yelled out "Rebecca (Rebecca is not my Mom's real name) how are you?" The woman rushed to the front of the store and hugged Mom. The woman turned to me an said "you must be Kamei. Your Mom has told me all about. It's nice to finally meet you. My name is Jan. Your mother and I are old friends from college."

Jan turned to Mom and said that she was glad she had called her. I looked at Mom with a questioning look. Mom just smiled and said that she had made an appointment with Jan earlier in the week.

Jan invited us into a room at the back of the store. The room was set up with racks of clothes and a platform with a huge mirror on one side. Jan took me over to a rack of clothes and ask if there was anything I would like to try on. I was amazed at all the clothes. The racks were full of all the lasted fashions and trends that I liked. Jan explained that Mom had told her what type, kinds of clothes and colors I liked. I took several jeans off the rack and started trying them on. Jan had me stand on the platform while she marked them for alterations so that they would fit just right over the brace.

A couple hours later, I had a stack of jeans, shirts, skirts, tops, and dresses that had been marked for alteration.

Mom laughed and teased that I would be the best-dressed girl in school.

Jan said that the clothes would be ready tomorrow and asked Mom if she had considered spending the night as they had discussed earlier in the week. Mom asked if I would like to spend the night in New Orleans. I turned to look at Mom and asked what Dad would think. Mom said they had discussed it already and that he had thought it would be a good idea. He and my brother had gone on an overnight camping trip and would not miss us. In that case, how could I say no.

Jan said she would be closing the shop in a few hours and would meet us later for dinner.

Mom and I spent the rest of the afternoon in the French Quarter talking about my new cloths, Mom's brace experiences and cruising all the shops.

END OF PART 2