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I was looking at the bottom of the closet of the late Miss Johansson; an ordinary looking box was the center of my attention. I could not explain why, but I felt an urge to open the box. A rather dull-looking corset was lying in the box and somehow I knew my life was about to change. Bringing all the clothes back to my shop, I began to sort them into what could be sold as is, what needed some attention, and what needed to be discarded. It was late before I came to the strange corset. It was the last item, and I took it out, examined it and found it in good shape. I do not know from where the idea came, but I wanted to try the corset on. I had never done that before, but it felt right to do so. So I undressed and slid my arms into it, fastened the busk and, before I knew of it, my waist was a few inches slimmer. It felt good and I became aroused. I helped myself and when the orgasm hit me, I felt a strange but very erotic sensation.

The doorbell rang twice when the door was opened and closed into my shop of special clothes and other rare goods. I went from the back of the store to the desk and smiled welcomingly to the pretty blonde woman in her early twenties that ventured into my store. Under her coat she was wearing a pair of tight jeans, a loose blue long sleeved blouse and a pair of white Nike sneakers. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail and I could see that she was wearing a pair of ear sticks with a small blue stone that almost matched the blouse. She glanced around the store, taking in the view of colorful clothes, shoes, boxes and the other stuff I had in my store. I could see that see was looking for something special, so I said, “Welcome to James Juncture, what can I do for you?”

She lowered her eyes slightly and said with an unsecure voice “Oh, nothing I am just browsing.”

I smiled and waved a hand to the shop and said, “Please look, and please ask if you have any questions at all.”