>>>I second THAT emotion, Vic (and may I add it's certainly better than the alternative!) It's been a bit of a struggle for Your Humble Tightsguy as well, but those moments of reward are out there waiting for you, ain't they?>>>And sex outdoors, not to mention sex outdoors in TIGHTS, definitely ranks up there amongst such moments, dunnit? My fave outdoor sex in tights experience was without a doubt that time Dea and I found ourselves with one of those giant inflatable kids playrooms in her backyard overnight (the guy it was rented from wanted to pick it up the next morning. I'll bet none of y'all would've sniffed at the opportunity...) When the party guests had all gone, we dressed in tights (navy for me, black for Dea,) and sweatshirts (as it was tights-wearin' cool out that night!) and slipped into the big bouncy tent. We still had the party lights on and candles going, and it was truly gorgeous out. Before long, we were at it full force, and I'll bet that giraffe head on top (which reached above the house and was visible to most of the neighbors,) was rockin' back and forth to our rhythm (wonder what the people next door thought?) And we weren't exactly quiet, either, if I remember correctly. And I assure you, I do!-Depon (Wearing: LB Superopaques and frankly, hard as a rock in 'em, pity Dea's asleep!)

>>>P.S. If you've got the room, just go rent one for the night! Costs next to nothing...