I had a strong urge to wear bra when I was sixteen. When first time I put it on with a lot of difficulty on one winter night in my varandah, I felt very shy but was also filled with thrill. I covered it with my shirt. The bra was of my sister and it completely fitted me. However, the hooks were locked in such a way that when I tried to remove it, I did not succeed for about one hour. Then I again covered it with my shirt. In the early morning, before being noticed by anyone, with a lot of difficulty I could remove the hooks. Then, when I was twenty, one of my girlfriends compelled me to wear her bra and other clothes. She took away my clothes. I felt very much thrilled but shy also. After a lot of requests, she returned me my clothes. Still I remember it. When I was twenty two, first time I went to the man selling bras. I asked him for the bra. He asked for the size. He was not knowing that I wanted it for myself nor did I want him to know it. Then I told him that it was approx. my size. He then took out the bra and I purchased it and put it on.
