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There are two kinds of people in the world:
The first are those who, for some strange reason, have an archetypal obsession to be 100% covered in latex, 100% of the time. These are the "Deep" Rubberists. They understand that this is not practical in the real world. It's just an 'urge' they all share. It's all feels-good (some might say feels-great) and not a threat to anyone. In fact, it may or may not have a sexual character.
There may be only a few tens of thousands of bona-fide, Deep Rubberists on the planet. This parable was written for them.
The second kind are all of the rest of the people in the world. All billions and billions of them. Odds are that you are in this group. (Sorry. ;-)
If you are not a Deep Rubberist you are probably wasting your time reading this. You are certainly welcome to try. There's really nothing here for you and you will likely not understand... or benefit from of it. Caveat Emptor.
To the first group, it is my hope that this epistolary parable will help provide Deep Rubberists with a transcendent sense of Purpose and Meaning in their lives by learning to approach their fetish as a "practice". I call this Latexistentialism.
This is a story with plot, characters, setting and a plot, but it is also a "teaching story" which offers a 'rubber-osophy' for a rubber-centric lifestyle.
I particularly want to thank Dino, LatexLadyII, Sealed and MissRubberE for their friendship and inspiration.