But I wasn't ready to

give up. That weekend, we arranged for the children to spend the night with some
Buddies. Once they left the house, at 14:00, our strategy was to take off our
Clothing and remain that way until the children returned at 10:00 the next day. Because
we had a longer naked time ahead of us, and even at our most ardent understood we
Couldn't make love for 20 hours, we were able to pace ourselves. We did some
laundry, watched a film, read, and chatted. We went out to dinner wearing very
loose clothing to keep the naked feeling. As soon as we got home, they came off
again. In the morning we cooked breakfast and read the Sunday newspaper.
That weekend experiment
was transforming. Suddenly clothing felt confining and restricting. I desired to
be nude, and I desired to discuss it. Tony and I discussed our encounter, but
we felt like the blind leading the blind. How did others feel? What were their
Encounters?
I detected an Internet
mailing list and signed up. I lurked for a week, then dived in with a question
about sunscreen. An excellent thing happened: I was welcomed to the group like a
special pal. Abruptly I could ask all the questions I needed and people would
Answer, frankly and completely. I began corresponding off-list with a few folks
who shared many of my ideas and questions. My nudist world had expanded from
my bedroom to my house and abruptly to the world. I went from knowing no nudists
to understanding hundreds. It was amazing.
Meanwhile, Tony and I
continued to research our bare time together. We have an outside hot tub and
shower. Instead of jogging to get dressed after emerging from either one, we
would sit on the deck and let the air dry us. (A fence and trees supply
privacy.) We began to eat dinner naked occasionally. I saw the entire NBA
playoffs sans clothing and not in the bedroom. I discovered NIFOC (nude in front
of the computer).
In June we went to Denver.
We made a deal that when we entered the hotel room, the clothes came off. What
to do on our one free day was very important to us. We determined to see
Mountain Air Ranch, a family nudist resort. How important was nudism becoming to
me? I passed up a chance to see the Figure Skating Hall of Fame!
Everything I 'd read was
Accurate: going to Mountain Air I was nervous initially, but that quickly passed. No
one cared what we looked like or who we were, but everyone was friendly. In
minutes we felt relaxed and comfortable. When one fellow talked about "us" as
nudists, I realized yes, I'm in this group. I'm a naturist.
I began to consider nudism
as part of my life. I needed opportunities to be naked with others, and not merely
on a excursion. But how to handle nudism with my
daughter, 7, and son, 10? My first idea
was not to involve them. After Colorado, I realized that wasn't realistic. To
be naked only when they were in bed or at friends' houses would not be practical.
I also understood that many of our actions are family activities. It'd be
a dramatic change to get a baby sitter every time we needed to go to the plage!
Besides, isn't nudism assumed to be a family encounter?
The alternative arrived
naturally. Soon after, we were all in the hot tub together, my husband
and I bare (which has consistently been our custom) but the children in suits. My son was
fussing with a knot on the string of his suit, so I suggested he simply take it
off. He did, and my daughter soon did the same. My son instantly understood how
Great it felt in the warm water without anything on. That led to a discussion of
being nude with others. Then we told them about our visit to Mountain Air. They
were both very interested and suitably curious. We showed them a leaflet,
with pictures, and answered their questions. My son was quite interested in the
Theory of a club, wondering if there were any near us. So we showed him the
Booklet for http://nudism-life.com in New Hampshire, about an hour from where we
are in Maine. Tony and I visited the spot ourselves to check it out, then
returned about two weeks afterwards with our children. After that, my son told me
that he was proud of being a true naturist. My daughter seems oblivious to the title
but appreciates the encounter. I consistently get asked, "When can we go back to the
Skinny dipping place?"

So that is how we went from
a clothed family to nudists. We each choose when and where we wish to be nude. I
often have dinner naked while my husband wears a T shirt or is even completely
clothed. My daughter, a natural, is frequently naked around the house, while my
son is normally bare only in the hot tub.
I 'm still surprised by
how far and how fast I have come. At first I was intrigued with the thought of a
Bare cruise or holiday--a once-a-year special occasion. After going to Mountain
Air, I realized that a little more often to be nude would be nice, but it was
still in the class of diversion. Now I understand I have a need to be bare.
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