And she was right. Their excitement grew into a special friendship in which her corsetry took a special place. He learned about her collection of firm underwear and she learned how to excite him with her wearing them, and responding to his excitement with her own. For the rest of his life, firm controlling corsetry created a very particular stimulus for him, as it always had been for her. He dressed her each morning and undressed her each evening, but only after they had enjoyed each other's bodies, with her inside her girdle or corselette or basque or sometimes a real corset, and him deep inside her. They slept with the knowledge that he would dress her in the morning, and that the excitement would overcome them again. Her girdle would never again be a problem.