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ENTRY #12

Saturday Night Latex Live
Part III

Well I must say these people do it right.

Valet parking, the valet girls are all dress in very little lycra outfits. Private Security, look but don't touch is their motto. The door men didn't even search us. I felt jilted by it altough Hemlie explain that Body searches were only performed by specific members of the A List. and then only on general members of the B List. Of course painted in latex left very few places to hide anything , except in my shoulder bag of course. Once inside Hemlie breezed away to join the other T's in waiting leaving Kevin to show me the ropes. And they had ropes, chains, bars, whips, you name it they had it. Nothing second rate either these ropes and chains still had some of their price tags on. Once we got deep inside the club Kevin told me to stop and look around, of course once most people checked their outerwear at the cloakroom, the real show began, at least as far as I was concerned. This was not office attire I was seeing. There was leather, latex, vinyl, PVC, saran wrap and other items I couldn't recognize. How do some of those people move in that stuff I had to wonder. Then I saw it and giggled. A taxi of sorts, There is a real enterprising person he was wearing a pink latex tank top with all of his biceps glistening in the light, short very transparent shorts with those wide cargo pockets, and one hell of a pocket for his own if I do say so myself. is renting out a hand truck to move some of these people around that are not able to themselves. Do you notice how some people were wearing a badge and others weren't. A List members don't and everyone else does. If someone were to remove the badge without permission they would be expelled from the scene for two very long years. It just wasn't worth it. Neither Kevin, Hemlie or I were wearing badges. I asked does that mean I'm IN. Not yet was his reply but you are on your way. Tonight someone is watching you. If you preform up to expectations you will get in. The first shift was entering now and there not fifteen feet away was Mr. Janes looking straight at me, but not recognizing me. Then he walked right past the two of us only giving Kevin a cold stare, not even glancing my way. Kevin I said what is that all about. Kevin took my hand and lead me over to a table where a Badge show up to take our order Margaretta for him OJ and 7up for me. B List members are called Badges for slang. Badges would always get your food and drink orders for you he said, because eventually they will need you as a possible sponsor or endorser. As far as Mr Janes is concerned Kevin is only a necessary accessory. Mr Janes has got bucks but no guts. He can buy his way into anything but once in can't put one foot in front of the other. It is that Jerry Ford/ Dan Quayle thing you know. Kevin knows the scene and the real shakers of the scene, he also was who got Hemlie her job at Midnight Pleasures and who introduced Mr. Janes to Hemlie. Mr. Janes is very jealous of me that's all. So I bet you think that now that Mr. Janes and Hemlie are living together that they are man and wife right. Well yea aren't they. Kevin said just wait look and listen for yourself. Just then I turned and recognized someone from the store pushing a cart around. Kevin yelled out "Jerry over here". Sure enough it was Jerry pushing a cart filled with Liquid Latex colors, Liquid Latex Luster plus a host of Latex repair accessories. Kevin explained it was his idea to have Jerry here doing this. It was a real money maker because no matter where these people bought their latex the time would always come when they would need a touch up or something. Midnight Pleasures was not cheap in any way what's so ever, BUT they took real care of their clients down the road. Kevin said to get up, he then pulled out the wand and gently sprayed me with Luster/Sealer. Just stand there for a few minutes to let it dry and you should be good to go for the night. I just remembered something, Kevin said, we need a name for you here. No one uses their real names here. I think we will call you MONEY. Kevin said his name was MP as in the initials for Midnight Pleasures. Hemlie's name UNO as in Mr. Janes # 1. Mr. Janes name was ASSHOLE just don't call him that. We All laughed out loud at that one. With that MP touched my nipples the right way and said you can sit now your ready for your workout tonight.

What workout ? I said. Kevin explained that anyone who had the guts or balls, depending on the individual equipment you have, to wear a form fitting catsuit in here was going to be the center of many a man's attention tonight. I being the only one here you really know who is available will be able to share in that attention. Sure you know Mr. Janes and Hemlie but they are a pair unto themselves. Who ever is watching you tonight knows this as well. Kevin this thing about someone watching me makes me feel uneasy to say the least, who is watching me ? Kevin explained that he is forbidden from saying, it is club policy you know. You are on the FASTTRACK to the A list you know, that means no up-front fees needed. The people who run the show know what the A list wants and are willing to obtain it for them. They also know that these same people don't want any cling-ons around either. They want to make sure that you can play the play, dance to the music and not become a pain in the ass. About three quarters of the B List were on the FAST TRACK as well but couldn't play the play all night without making an unwelcome scene. So for now they are looking and watching your every move. I for one like how you are able to navigate graciously with that ten inch strap-on your wearing. Just the thought of you taking me across your latex cover lap as you did in the stall is getting me hot all over again. Well Kevin before I do that you will have to get Jerry back over here so that I might use that wand on you first. The last thing I would want to do is tear MY latex romper off of you. As you are well aware my neon yellow latex encased claws might well tear into MY latex and your ASS. "JERRY GET YOUR LATEX ASS IN GEAR AND OVER HERE NOW" Kevin yelled with his voice cracking halfway through.

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