grandparents’ house wearing just a towel on a weekend when the only clothes we brought along were being washed. My brother and I were goofing around and sitting on the front staircase of their rather big house (a Ohio farmhouse with http://nudist-young.com add-ons over an equal variety of years), and I clearly remember seeing how “cool” it felt when the wind blew under my towel.
Hmmm, what is this odd and http://mon-blog-gay.net ? Years later I recall going back to my room to change into pajamas and instead returning to the living room wrapped just in a soft comforter. My parents were both still conscious and I joined them by returning to sitting in a rocking chair we had at the time. I felt as “sneaky” as could be and as if I was getting away with something even by being nude underneath the comforter.
All of these early encounters led up to a want to being MORE naked, more commonly in more ways; ways I ‘d just barely begun to imagine. So, in my middle teens I purchased some trade paperbacks on nudism from a wholesale book publisher and these actually and truly enlarged my comprehension of the potentials for going nude socially!!! Before I even tried it I had this thought that I ‘d “love” it more than anything else I had done in life, and that this new found preconception would carry me past any sort of bookings or nervousness I might have about undressing.
The grinning folks of all ages in my novels appeared so sincere and joyful that I actually questioned what I had been missing out on for many years! My whole life up to then judging by the ages of the youngest kids in these pictures, and I felt like this was a portion of life being actively “hidden” from me!
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ViewI really don’t believe a short skinny dip with my brother and a friend really counted, although it was fun and we also did some nude experimenting in sleeping over at the buddy’s house on weekends; nothing more than curious exploration of possibilities for NOT wearing garments.
White Tail Park (subsequently, “Resort” now) was my first organized social introduction and it could not have been a better time! This was in the late 1980’s, Springtime and on a well attended weekend with RVs, campers, day visitors and permanent residents all present. It was an encounter equalling my readings, imagination and expectations and so I was fortunate for such a great launch.