My Granceil amazed me by extracting money out of her bra. "Where did that come from?" I would think. "She reached up to her shoulder that time. But usually she reaches into the middle." (I think folding money was under the shoulder strap, change was in the cleavage.) I think women past childbearing age think their boobs need some purpose now that they won't be spigotting out baby beverages.
Here are two things I have used my breasts for just this past year:
1) Cell phone holder. In the hospital I was either updating a Mom friend or relative about Mom's condition or receiving a call from the hospice people. I tucked the cell phone in my cleavage. When I had a message, Mom would rasp: "Boobs. Flashing." The green message light flashing against my skin did give my boobs an other-worldly glow.
2) Wii holder. I was surprised when the Wii Fit said I ran faster than Gary. Then I realized I had tucked the remote not into my pocket but into my cleavage. The extra bouncing convinced the Wii I was putting extra spring in my step. I found you can crouch on the Fit platform, jiggle your boobs up and down, and "run" really fast. No fair using your hands though. I can squat, bounce my breasts and almost outpace the Wii dog.