Why There is a Catsuit in the Trunk of My Car

“Why is this catsuit here?” My son was helping me unload my trunk.

“Oh, you know,” I answered, “who knows when you might need a catsuit.”

I’m not a catsuit wearer, actually. I’d gotten it from a friend who I really like. A friend who regularly goes dancing for fun — real dances with specific steps and names. She doesn’t have her hands in her pockets on the…