Hands planted on the ground, pushing passed all the familiar muscle pains.Eyes meeting your feet, you finds that the source of warmth was coming from ...nother body. Lifting your head, eyes moving up to a petite a redheaded girl looking at you curiously. Her skin bare for you to see.You freeze!She moves her red hair out of her face nonchalantly with her fingers, smiling at you noticing your shock. Looking closer at her, she’s quite pretty. Her skin was fair, not far from the color of the walls,. Tanya had packed them along with our other necessities such as bondage straps, cuffs, collars, hoods, dildos, vibrators, and more… After our intimate dinner by flashlight and camp lantern we decided to go for a walk, the moon was high and nearly bright as day so we figured that we would have a long, fun, walk. As an extra surprise, Tanya had packed dildo panties for herself and a 6 inch butt plug for me… Just to set the mood! The catsuits fit us both wonderfully, they were custom made and fit. “Can I help you?” she asked and I nearly jumped. I had not realized I was staring at her until her voice pulled me back into the present and I saw her looking at me with an odd smile on her lips. “I’m sorry, I just was admiring how nice you look this evening and was wondering if an old man like myself dared to offer buy you a drink.” I put on a smile that I hoped hid the embarrassment that burned my cheeks and I met her look with my own eyes. “I haven’t even really gotten very far into this. Like dinosaurs must have clung on after the asteroid fell, the bozos are still around. I wish I could say these old crones are my biggest problem right now, but they aren’t. No, my problem is that I am starting to lose it. For five days a week I wake up at five in the morning so I can be at work downtown by six thirty in the morning. I live in the West End of Ottawa, which means riding the bus downtown takes me a long damn time. Every morning on the bus I see the same old faces. Let’s see,.