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I still remember vividly the first time I saw a woman wearing a girdle. I was working in Scotland and staying at the Tudor hotel in Airdrie. They had a grab a granny night I think on a Thursday and the women there used to dress in their best. I plucked up the courage to approach a woman who I liked the look of and after a couple of dances held her by the waist, I could feel the material of her corsetry through her skirt and thought what the fuck is she wearing. I found out later up in my room and was sold on having sex with older women for ever after.
