It's 3am and it's been raining for a few days now. Good solid heavy rain not the annoying "get on with it already!" drizzle. Dressed up in a pair of latex bondage pants, my latex hoodie I just bought and ( for fun ) an Israeli gas mask then headed off for a relaxing stroll in the rain. It's so quiet & desolate here during the early morning. Orange street lights reflecting off the puddles, reflecting off my pants and jacket. Rain rhythmically pelting my hood then rolling down my gas mask. That great smell of fresh rainfall against the smell of latex with the sensation of the valve in the gas mask opening & closing with each breath. I can feel every drop land and roll off me yet I'm not getting wet. It's almost like a gentle massage with industrial sexual overtones. Now it's time for bed. Damp rainy air always puts me to sleep.