Pickingup my new suit, I wrapped my arms around and rapturously rubbed the soft latexgarment over my now nude body. Feeling its comfortable, pliable l...atex caressingmy sensitive skin, as well as smelling its sweet aroma, was intoxicating. Istood there for several minutes lost in lustful fantasies, enjoying the softfondling of the rubbery catsuit. My captivated daydreaming broke only when the clock in the living room struckfour. Shaking my head back to reality, I had planned on waiting until. Most seemed to be less than pretty. It seemed that the pretty ones were really, really pretty and the others were like the woman sitting across from me.“Mick! Don’t be a dick!” That would be my mothers voice resonating in my head. For years until she died she was always telling me that everyone deserved to be treated with care and respect until they proved that they were worthy of neither.OK! Good news, bad news.The good news, the redhead was sitting across from me with my laptop screen. Oops! Murphy's Law has raised its head, again. Just as we were about to announce our immanent departure, word had arrived by heliograph that nomads were getting very pushy on the northeastern border of Austria. Alice didn't have a solid data file on just when the nomads started pushing west, so we weren't sure which ethnic group these people fell into, but that was kind of beside the point—they were a threat if they weren't met with a determined force.I sold the city fathers on "protecting our. Well just great. No one else will be there and I can get my burn in and go home.As I enter the weight area I hear the familiar clank of the weights as they rise and fall. Sounds like a small stack and wonder what little k** must be here also. As I round the corner I noticed this woman Lisa. She was working a short stack on the weight bench machine as I walked by and said hi. We had met a couple times before and just exchanged some small chit chat. I noticed that we were the only ones left in.