Rubbered Among the Pines
Light wouldn’t begin to peer over the horizon for another hour. Our car was the only one in the lot- a good omen for our hike. We sat in the back of our SUV and Emily pulled out our gear - two total enclosure rubber catsuits. Aside from being tailor-made for each of us, they were identical. They had thick rubber boots and gloves attached to the ends of the legs and arms, and an S10 attached to the hood. Sealing us in was a thick, locking zipper that ran from the crown of our heads to the small of our backs, and a separate zipper for each of our crotches. ...