It wasn’t bad, it was a great time! But we did have to wear clothes…
Angie and I went to Chicago to visit a couple of very good friends. I’ve known him most of my life, her for a long time. Angie has only met them a few times since she met me but has become a part of the ‘family’. Actually, he’s the clergy that married us. For the sake of their privacy let’s call him ‘E’, she ‘MP’.
They aren’t nudists, aren’t interested. Far from prude but not interested. I mean, we were going to go see a cross-dresser revue Friday night but didn’t because I was not feeling well. Not prude folks.
I’d like to think maybe someday, but realistically, it is rare for nudists to convert textiles to the lifestyle. It has to come from within. Now, Angie took the leap from never-having-thought-about-it to a can’t-stand-wearing-clothes-anytime died-in-the-wool nudist in the space of a few minutes. Happens!
In olden days, E and I, plus a lady of mutual acquaintance (his girlfriend, then) shared an apartment and ran around undressed all the time. No biggie. Of course, we were young and life can be quite flexible.
We went our separate ways, aged, and got used to the lives we lived. That’s cool.
Circumstances in my life eventually conspired to allow me to try something I’d been drawn to since, oh, when the doctor first spanked my butt. I was sold. Nudism/naturism is such a part of our lives now that it’s almost a religion. You know how it can be, I’m sure. Like someone who runs 5 miles a day feels deprived if they miss a day. Remember that, E? Yeah.
So, we spent a great weekend with these guys, talked about nudism/naturism a bit, but they’re far from sold. Like E said, “See these Jockey shorts? What difference can 3 ounces of fabric here or not here make?”
All I could say is, try it and if you still can’t tell the difference, don’t try it again.
Ahh, I hate to see those I love so hampered by ideas that have been sold to them by others that don’t have a clue as to what they are teaching. A natural state of being has been turned into an un-natural one.
How is it that someone raised in a conservative Republican family becomes a Democrat later in life? Or vice-versa? Through growth and experience and the willingness to try to understand new ideas, that’s how. It’s a shame that textiles can’t apply those same life-learning lessons to considering that our lifestyle might have some merit. Maybe something for them, maybe not. They’ll die without knowing if they won’t try. That was the position I found myself in, I tried it. It changed my life. I may live a long time, or a short time. Either way, that time is immeasurably better now.
The thing is, I know and love E and MP and are confident that they would love social nudity. They are very intelligent, involved in social issues, reject a lot of the bull which is thrown our way, yet have a blind spot here. Missing out on a new joy in life they could share, because it is so hard to shed the false impressions we have been raised with. They have a link to this site, may check it out, and may learn something that gives them food for thought. Maybe they’ll explore further (probably run across ‘nudist’ sites that are shills for porn) and see that a LOT of folks have something good to say. Those ‘nudist’ porn sites don’t help the image at all. Unfortunately, they get the most exposure (no pun intended) and the most hits. And folks believe that’s what it’s all about, when it couldn’t be further from the truth.
E and MP, I hope you understand what I’m saying here and are not offended. None intended. Thanks for the great weekend, maybe you’ll spend a weekend at the beach with us this summer!
Like John Lennon said, “…maybe someday you will join us…”
- Steve