>>1842145The hose is where they told me it would be, just outside. The way to it was a bit harder than I would’ve liked to, though. It feels like every man – and woman – who I pass next to has this sudden urge to stare at me. This damn fetishist suit, as Gloria warned me, leaves nothing to the imagination.
It sticks to my butt so tightly that it’s basically showing exactly what it looks like when I’m not wearing any clothes; on the breast area, and now even more so that I’m still very humid… my nipples are kind of poking out the cloth. They’re covered, but the way their shape is perfectly visible is very embarrassing. The worst part, of course; has to be the crotch. I’m trying it to cover it basically as if I was naked, since between my… most private area and the world there is only a very thin and tight layer of cloth that does nothing to hide the shape of the um, slit.
With my bucket filled, I head back inside and get to moping. Other than the occasional perverted looks I get my way, it’s a straightforward and easy job. I still don’t think that I’m getting over-paid; I’m earning every single pokeyen; if not by the difficulty of the work I’m doing itself, then by selling my pride.
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“Whaaa…!” I hear behind me.
