The summer after I bought all sorts of rubber goodies and I was ready to go out in the open. One of the first things I did was make a fetish homepage with some of my favorite pictures. Soon after I added pictures of myself. I was finally get the hang of looking good in rubber. After a friend saw the webpage he convinced me to dress up for Halloween because people wouldn't think of it so much then, and besides they'd be drunk anyway. That was fun but nobody wanted to dance with me. I had some strange conversation with some girl who asked why I was wearing black, because at that time all the sorority girls wore black, and she was wondering if I was making some kind of statement. The conversation didn't last very long. A blonde girl seemed interested but not for long. After Halloween my ex-girlfriend (no. 1) invited me to a post Halloween costume party. She was the one I never told. So I decided what the hell. I dressed up and wore clothes over all the rubber. I showed up and she asked me where my costume was, I told her it was a surprise. I got to her friend's room and took off the top clothes. I think her draw dropped. But fortunately, she was pleasantly surprised, as was her friend. So that made me feel much better. I wore my zip-up shirt, opera length rubber gloves over the shirt, rubber leggings, rubber stockings over the leggings, short block heeled calf boots over the stockings, and a leather corset over the shirt with garter loops to hold up the stockings. By the time the party was over, there was a pool of sweat in the tips of my rubber gloves. You could hear the sweat swishing around. Gross! But she appreciated it and it was fun, and that's all I wanted to do, have fun.