Abby Sale, I think you've given the best solution. This calls to mind the story Doug Kershaw, the Cajun musician told about learning to play the guitar from his mother. She was appaerntly a buxom lady, and would rest a breast in the upper curve of the guitar as a matter of course when she played. When he was finally big enough to learn to play, (he was still pretty young) he cried because he didn't have anything to put there. Obviously he was able to adapt his mother's playing style.