Tony's Story

"Gentlemen, welcome to my house. I apologise for not being able to greet you in person, however I will attempt to be as good a host as I can be. I see that you are wet through. If you step into the room to your left there are showers where you can get out of your clothes and warm up."

Tony opened the door and peered through. Inside was what appeared to be a small locker room with a shower room beyond. The room was warm and a welcome relief after the soaking wet walk. He headed inside, followed by the others and opened a locker. Inside was a soft, thick, fluffy bath towel and a tube of shower gel. Tony paused for a moment and then shucked off his soaking wet clothes before heading into the shower.

The showers were hot and with a water pressure that made them a real joy. Tony used the gel to wash himself down and walked out feeling invigorated. He was the first one out and he could hear the sounds of the other guys as they continued to wash off. he started to towel down, running it through his blond hair when he realised that his clothes were gone. He checked the lockers - all empty. Wrapping a towel around himself, he stepped out into the hall.

His washed body was gleaming, the shower gel having left something that made his muscles gleam and shine. Something about the shine made him rub his hand over his chest as he looked down the line of rubber mannequins.

"HEY!! Where's my clothes?"

The speaker remained silent and Tony became aware of a smell. A scent like citrus, a scent that made him want to inhale more. He stepped close to the nearest mannequin and rubbed his hand over the chest of the doll, his hand movements parroting that of his other hand on his own chest. Tony knew that the suit was for him. He dropped his towel and started to work the rubber off of the mannequin