Then the moment arrived for me to get into my rubberclothing. She had me sprinkle some scented talcum powder into each itemas I dressed, first the pa...ties and then the stockings. The corset wasnext and she laced it as tightly as she could before tying it off, whichmade me feel even more under her power. Next came the long gloves,almost to my shoulders. They limited the flexibility of my fingers butstill allowed enough movement that I would be able to pour drinks, putthem on a tray, and. "You can have a little wine – or beer, if you must – just don't overdo it. You can still spar for a while, so long as it is purely swordplay. Now, who told you that you couldn't have sex?" "I'm going to be fat and ugly, with a huge belly in the way," Christi explained with a frown, and then added, "I know we can for a while, anyway. When did you have to stop?" "When I went into labor," Alicia replied with a laugh. "It was a rather rude interruption considering how wonderful I was feeling with. I couldn’t tear my eyes from the bra. My eyes locked on to her breasts and I forgot to breathe. “Uh, hello? I asked you something.”“Uh -- you look -- uh --awesome, like you could be a model or something.” I looked into her made up eyes then stepped back to look at her from a distance. The make-up, the hair and the clothes disguised the real Sandy, the girl in front of me was almost a stranger, a very appealing stranger. She beamed her pleasure at my stuttering assessment then spun toward the. I was trying to drag my mind away from that one glimpse of her nipple, but my prick wasn't listening, it was hard and about to spit in my fist when I heard her walking out onto the verandah,"Davy, where are you?"I pushed my prick back into my pants and looked up to where her voice had come from, oh my God! She was wearing just a robe in the warm evening air and I was looking up directly at her shaven slit complete with a tiny silver bell on a ring through her clitoris!"Davy" she shouted again.