"H-hello?"
"Hey Lana! Did I wake you?"
"Uh.. N-Not really..." She lied.
"Okay! I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to go meet that girl from the internet, August. I'll just be there for a while, but I'm going to have to rain check lunch, okay?"
"Y-yeah. Good luck, I hope April... uh... the girl sells what you're looking for." Lana answered, briefly struggling to remember who this internet girl was.
"Uh.. yeah! See you Lana!"
"Bye, Lori!" Lana cut the line. Her friend was trying to buy a dress from some blog shop or something. She'd been talking about it but had been really secretive about it, so she didn't pry. Not that she was really very interested. In fact she couldn't even remember the internet girl's name... December or January or something...
Lana returned her phone to its charging dock. The phone call had spoiled the mood. Sitting up, Lana stretched, feeling the delicious tight fabric pull against her, then she winced. Spending the night in this ill fitting attire had caused her to become sore. the leotard dug into her pelvis and she was sure her pussy was not just aching from the afterglow. She reached between her legs and pulled at the leotards crotch, undoing the snaps and releasing herself from her microfiber prison.
"Latex would never have this problem..." She cursed under her breath.
As she undressed, Lana opened her laptop's lid and booted it up. She may not have had classes today, but she had a paper to research. Stepping out of her leggings, Lana leaned over, the flaps of the leotard hanging off of her flat tummy. She keyed in her password and hit enter, turning her attention then to the tight fabric around her upper torso. It took her quite a bit of effort, but about 15 minutes later, the girl, quite sweaty now, sat naked in front of her computer.
She considered getting dressed in pajamas, which quickly reminded her that she'd have to do the laundry today. Lana let out a pained sigh and pulled on a pair of cotton knickers and blue jeans instead. As she loaded up Google Chrome, she frowned, chiding herself for the 23 tabs that opened with it. She muted her computer to let the YouTube videos play out, saving her from going through the tabs and stopping the videos one by one. As the videos played silently in their tabs, Lana turned to her dresser and opened it. She had all of 3 graphic tees to choose from... and a hoodie.
Lana made a big show of indecision, before deciding on a sky blue t-shirt. On it was the print: "Car Care Professional" atop an A1 Car Wash Logo. Nobody she knew understood the reference. "What a pity," she thought.
The girl sat by her computer again, watching the last 12 seconds of some parkour video she had no memory of watching. That was when she noticed the same "(1)" by her Gmail tab. Lana knew what it was, but she didn't dare to get her hopes up, lest she face disappointment. She called up the tab, and sure enough, there had been a reply from FantasticRubber.
"Hello Lana,
You have also the possibility to make shootings catsuit with and I get a few nice pictures for advertising.
That would be a possibility for you with no money to come to a catsuit made of latex
We will also pay you 400,00 Euro as a model.
Have a current picture from you ?
What do you think ?
Peter"
Lana's heart raced. "What do I think?!" She thought it was amazing! Not only would she be able to have her Fantastic Rubber Experience, she was even going to be paid! Enough to buy her very own Fantastic Rubber Catsuit! All for a few pictures in a corner of the internet probably no one she knew would ever come across. Even if someone did come across it, they'd have to be looking for that kind of stuff... and Lana would definitely want to meet someone like that...
Either way, she wanted to waste no time. She buried her face into her computer and began to type.
"Peter,
I think that sounds absolutely wonderful! But I can't guarantee that I'll step out of your suit very willingly, haha. I understand you're in Germany, though... I'm in Canada, can we still make this work?
I've attached a photo of myself taken recently. I'm the blonde girl on the far left.
I really hope we can make this work!!!
Thanks,
Lana"
As the email made its way across cyberspace, Lana's imagination was racing. She wanted so much for this to work out. She'd forgotten about her paper and her laundry.
"Better start comparing flight prices to Berlin..." She wondered aloud.
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"Lana,
We have got the picture from you and we can have you as a model for a catsuit shooting.
That you are in Canada is not issue. Can you fill out this measurement form and send it to us ?
You will work with our associate in Toronto, is this okay ?
When yes we will start preparing your suit to send for her.
Peter"
Lana was ecstatic. It'd been about an hour since she'd gotten the previous message, and she'd prepared herself from disappointment; a flight from Canada to Berlin would have cost her at least US$1290.00... far more than she could have afforded. But this response... was brilliant. She had dropped Lori a message, asking for the measuring tape, but had not gotten a reply. She didn't have to scour the apartment for long before she found it. As soon as the measurement form was downloaded, Lana got to work.
"Yes! Toronto is perfect, I live in Toronto! I've attached the measurements to the email, please do let me know what I need to do next!
Lana"
Peter's reply came almost as quickly as Lana's. He was probably by his computer as well, watching his email.
"Lana,
Great. I like that you have the enthuseiasm.
Can you give me your local contact details ?
We will pass them on to our associate and she will take over communication with you.
Peter"
As Lana sent her details over, there was nothing left to do. Nothing to do but wait... and her laundry. With a sigh, Lana decided that she wouldn't be able to focus on writing her paper, and picked up the laundry basket by the bed.
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Lana spent the next three days connected to her phone. She would have never forgiven herself if she'd missed the call from FantasticRubber. On the fourth day, Lana's phone rang again. She leapt at it and answered it, noting that she'd gotten slower since the first day. When Lana realized that she didn't recognize the voice on the other line, her heart fluttered.
"Hello? Is this Lana?"
"This is... um... Hi!"
"Hi Lana, I'm calling for FantasticRubber?"
Lana swooned. "I- Wow- um... Hello!"
"Hello, haha. Relax. I'm just calling to tell you that the suit has arrived. Can I schedule an appointment with you?"
"I... Can you do today?"
"Umm... What time do you have in mind?"
Lana sat up, "How about now?"
"...hmm... hold on."
Lana was trembling now. She was terribly excited. She heard voices in the background, but they were indistinct. Sounded like two girls or somethin-
"Can you make it to Bridle Path in half an hour?"
'YES!' Lana screamed in her head. "I can make it in 15! I'm just around the corner by Banbury!"
"Alright, that's wonderful! I'll see you soon, you can call me at this number if you need anything."
"Thanks! I didn't get your name?"
"No worries! My name is August!"