While looking through my parents' things to find beat material(I knew Dad had magazines) I came across some sexy lingerie. It feltso good just in my h...nds that I had to touch myself with it. Soon,I'd find myself playing hooky just to get dressed up and bake all daylong.Of course, I knew all this was terribly disgusting. I mean, here Iwas parading around the house in my mother's underwear. It was then Itook to stealing what I could from Laundromats. I had a bunch ofunderwear that I kept hidden. If the equipment was too bulky for my fairly small isolation room, the tests were done in my anteroom. As one example, a simple treadmill/ECG/breathing mask setup. The sort of thing any serious sports facility could have, but which was presumably obtained especially to test my physiology when running.Only very rarely was I taken out of my Isolation Suite, and that was only when the equipment involved was too large to fit through the somewhat wider than normal doorways this place used everywhere. I smiled back, and we exchanged a quick and discrete kiss!"How are you doing?" She said, inquiringly."I'm doing very well!" I replied, truthfully.She looked into my face searchingly for a few more seconds, and then she leaned over and kissed me once again. "Good," she said, apparently satisfied that I was telling her the truth. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay."I gave her tummy a quick pat, and smiling, I said: "There's no need to worry. I'm fine! In fact, I'm very HAPPY!" I'm glad to. With the day over at KCC, I left to go home and begin another one. Things were hopping from all directions at the gym. It took three people to answer all the phones. Every news outlet on the east coast had a different angle on the commissioner's story. Then there were terrorist theories out there.As I made the turn at the overpass from 213 onto 301 I passed a Toyota Tundra pickup that was sitting on the shoulder. It caught my eye because it had huge tires on it and one of those roll bars behind.