There is a leather harness waiting for you once you pull the last of the tissue paper away. It's the kind with the ring that goes in the center of the chest, and its straps have small metal studs along the length. You pick up the thing and laugh, your admirer must be a little on the wild side. You also notice there's another garment in the box. Tucked underneath the harness is a plain white jock strap and it doesn't appear to be the kind meant for athletics. You've heard of these fashions jocks, worn by men who liked the snug feel and profile.
"Well there's no way I'm going outside only in these," you say to yourself with a laugh. You'd be arrested for indecent exposure, not to mention you don't have the build to do this gear justice. But your admirer sent it to you, and you don't want to disappoint her.
You go about the rest of your day, waiting for 8 o'clock to approach. The park is by your house, but you intend to walk there a little early, maybe you can even catch a glimpse of your admirer before the time. You strip off your casual wear and put on the items from the package. You can't believe how ridiculous you look, the harness is too big for your torso. But you cover up with a pair of jeans and one of your better shirts.
You head out the front door and reach the park 15 minutes before 8. You hang out a fair distance from the fountain, but you don't see anyone else. Finally, five minutes before the meeting time a woman appears from behind a nearby stand of trees. It's kind of dark out, you can make out few details beyond that she's slender with long black hair. "Not bad," you think with a grin.
You move toward the fountain for your rendezvous. The woman looks at you and stops. Before you can say anything, she rushes over. "You're wearing my gift?" she sounds anxious.
"Uh, yeah. It's kinda' kinky," you reply with a wink.
"You need to take them off now," she says with bizarre insistence.
"What?"