The wind is incredible this morning. It was yesterday as well. One minute the sky is clear and the next a huge cloud bank has moved in from the bay and the rain is blasting down or blasting sideways. yesterday we went out for a while and it was fantastic! My burqa swept around me and only the fact that it was tightly attached to the bultin gag hood kept its latex viewing mesh aligned with my perforated eyeholes.
My arms were bound to my sides by the inside zips of my new suit. The zippers extend from under my armpits to the wrists on the inside of the sleeves and from the armpit down the side of my suit to below the waitline. thsi allows my arms to be zipped to my sides either to the elbow which leaves me with a little mobility or all the way to the wrist which means i can't even bend over at the waist much less move my arms. I have to stand, rigidly straight like one of the irsh dancers Sir admires. I look like a little rubber covered doll fresh from the plastics factory.
Sir had only zipped me to the elbow so I had a bit of mobility, but not much. I held the inside folds of my burqa tightly as it whipped about. The feel around my face of three layers of latex (skinsuuit, hooded dress, and burqa gagging hood) was incfredible as the wind caused it to press and then suck away from my face and body.
Latex flows so wonderfully as I walk and try to make my way against the wind. It slides over my body so sensually and the sense of the rubber protecting me and caressign me simulataneously is just fantastic.
Our trip back from the US was simple and comfortable. We passed through security and at heathrow i almost felt completely at home as I saw many veiled and niqab wearing women. I was hardly remarkable at all except that my veiling was soft shiny flowing white rubber instead of the satin and cotton around me.
I think we'll go out for a walk in the mountains today. Perfect weather for it.