This week I worked my first morning shifts with the ladies and it’s a bit different getting them ready for the day then it is getting them ready for bed.  At night clothes come off and comfy P.J.’s go on.

In the morning I have an enemy and it’s called the A cup bra!  Or as we large breasted bitches like to call it a band-aid.  To help another person into a bra is never easy but with a C cup or better you can have the person step in to the arm holes, position the bra over the boobs and then bend over and the boobs fall in.  Kind of like putting cake mix into a pan.  A cups are basically nothing so there is no pouring a boob into a bra.   With an A cup its putting the straps on, positioning the bra over the boobs and spinning her around to hook her two little hooks and praying it didn’t move.  And most morning it moves!  So then it’s trying to put it in the right place without being too personal.  Give me a C cup or bigger any day!  Then the issue is the lifting while bathing which I do wanna go into at this time.  Most of you have tits you know what I am talking about.

Every morning as I pour myself into my DDcups and do up my four hooks I thank God that I can do it on my own.  For me dealing with women parts that are not my own is the hardest part of my job.  And I know I am way more uncomfortable helping them then they are being helped because they are used to it.  But damn  I hate those A cup bras!