16.1231 Discovered! Down the Rabbit Hole (PNR)
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From Thalia:
Dear Marla,
It was New Years Eve. The Hahns shared some bubbly champagne with me after dinner but at around 10pm it was 'lights out' for them. James is 72 and goes to bed early. That's OK. I am to beginning to understand that bringing in still another new year is not a big deal as it used to be. I'm also learning that going to bed is. In the last few years I have slept right through a few of them. I still woke up the next morning feeling refreshed despite the fact that I did not watch them lower that stupid ball in Times Square.
I could not sleep. A new total enclosure catsuit and gasmask outfit had arrived earlier today, and I was anxious to try it on. This was the first major new latex stuff I had bought in a couple of years. Most of my old rubber stuff had been around for entirely too long and was in rather sad shape and smelled bad. It felt really good to be totally enclosed again.
I felt.... er, 'home' again. I had pined for this for a long time.
It was probably around 2a.m. and one of those nights when there would be bright moonlight for one moment, and then it would go dark as when some big, ominous clouds passed over in the night sky. Flashes of lightning illuminated the reflections of very wet trees, leaves and rocks. The wind would pick up in gusts.
This was, ahem, 'a dark and stormy night'....
It was perfect weather to try out my new suit. I suppose you may think of this as perverse, but when I am in Total Enclosure latex - that is, 100% of my body is covered in latex - I feel a special kind of protected and comfortable. Deep down, this seems like where I am somehow supposed to be.
Is It who I am? Am I 'Rubber'?
I don't usually venture much further away than the little gazebo near the creek, perhaps 100 feet from the house. Beyond that we get into deep woods.
It was fun to go out into the rain with rain pelting down on my latex and gasmask knowing in my soul that I am 'waterproof'.
I liked to frolic in the rain! There was just enough light that I could see where I was going. In a stroke of brilliance I grabbed a rag before I left the house. Now, when the rain droplets on the lenses of my gasmask need to be removed, I just wipe them with the rag. Yeah! Windshield wipers!
I wasn't really worried about anyone seeing me in my bizarre outfit out there at that time of the night. The Hahn's would be deep asleep at that hour and there was no one else around. I sat in the gazebo for a half hour or so, listening to the howl of the wind and rain while enjoying the comfort and seeming protection that my suit offered.
After a while, however, I began to feel cold so I headed back to my little apartment at the back of the house. It had been rainy all day, so the batteries in the solar path lights did not get much of a charge. They were so dim I could only just barely see where I was stepping.
Maybe that's why I fucked up.
I stepped up onto the 1st or 2nd step of the stairs that led up to the balcony at the back of the house to open the door to my little apartment. Just at that moment, there were a few flashes of lightning. I looked to my left.
Both Lorraine and James Hahn, my employers, were in the hot tub not ten feet away from me, staring.
Oh shit!
"Thalia, is that you?" asked James
More lightning. It had been fairly close because it was very bright and almost immediately followed by a very loud "bing, bang,boom" that shook the steps I was standing on. It was like God or someone decided to feature me in a bright theater spotlight and queued the bass drummers to call attention to the shiny wet, black rubber-creature on the steps.... and in fulll view of my employers.
Oh shit!
I froze.
There I stood, gleaming in the moonlight, unmistakably covered entirely in shiny black latex and in full sight of both my employers. What did they think of me? Would they fire me on the spot? The only time I had been this embarrassed was when Frank, my former life partner, discovered me similarly dressed and playing with a vibrator.
"Well, come over here and help us smoke this joint. It's an interesting night. Come enjoy it with us."
Smoke a joint? Now? Huh?
I panicked and ran up the steps to my apartment as quickly as I could! My mind flooded with the horror of the Hahn's finding out my secret. I didn't even realize that I had gone directly into the bathroom, threw off all of my rubber gear and then jumped into the shower.
I did not sleep at all that night. In the morning I would go downstairs, get fired and then become homeless again. I hoped they would at least give a ride to Thorpton.
Once again, my fetish was going to fuck up my life.
I started to pack my things.