Wait for the meeting time (lz)

I... "Unnnghhh"

I had to.. c-cover up. Somehow.

It took the better part of an hour to scrounge together a thick turtleneck sweater and my thickest, most opaque pair of tights. I had no way to cover up the gloves and decided that the pockets of the sweater would have to do.

The tights felt loose compared to the latex hidden within, and the incessant distractions and constant need to stop to attend to my ah... bodily desires... meant that getting dressed took another two hours.

Just as well. It was time to leave.

I reached for a pair of sports shoes - comfortable would probably be the smarter choice...

...then again…

I redirected my arm mid reach and grabbed a pair of heeled booties.

Fighting against my body's natural reaction to its situation, I willed myself to clasp the boots on and keep a straight face. As I opened the door to the outside world, my eyes glazed over as the billionth phantom finger made its familiar trek between my legs. I felt my breasts jiggle against the suit's tender massage, and my hips spasmed slightly with every thrust.

Fuck.

I'd been standing in my door for five minutes now. This was going to take forever.

-HINTS-

1: Begin the three block trek to the meeting place.

2: Drop Mels a note - you can't make it there, she has to meet you here.

3: Something Else?