| T.R | Title | User | Personal
Name | Date | Lines |
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| 22.1 | Look like a flasher when the JWs arrive | SSDEVO::YOUNGER | Calm down, it's only 1's and 0's | Tue Feb 09 1988 14:58 | 10 |
| Once while being nude around the house alone, the doorbell rang. Since
I was picking up the house, my clothes were not in easy reach, so I
went to the coat rack and grabbed the nearest coat. Wouldn't you know
- I grabbed a raincoat. No skirt, no slacks, no socks, no shoes. It
was pretty obvious that the raincoat was all I had on. The people at
the door turned out to be from some religious group. It was very
embarrassing for them to be attempting to convert someone who looked
like a flasher. Needless to say, they didn't stay very long.
Elizabeth
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| 22.2 | For what magazine ? | VOLGA::MACKAY | | Tue Feb 09 1988 15:45 | 3 |
| There was a female professional photographer, also nude, that wanted
to take my picture in a mudbath at Martha's Vineyard. The funny part was
that my wife didn't object.
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| 22.3 | Could never happen to me, right? | AURA::WONG | Let's cut them off at the pass... | Tue Feb 09 1988 16:08 | 21 |
| Imagine this...
You're going to a naturist resort for the first time...you're very
nervous...
This will be the first time that you're going to be nude socially
with people you've never met before...even more nervous...
You drive up to the front office to register...
The person who welcomes you in is nude...(no problem)
You are told that if you stay during the visit, you must be
nude...(that's what I'm there for...)
You go and park your car...while people nearby are playing tennis
in the nude...
You undress, put everything in the car, and then head for the
restrooms...
You come back to the car...
...and the car is locked...with everything inside the car...
Imagine that...
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| 22.4 | Days gone by | SUCCES::BURTON | | Tue Feb 09 1988 16:36 | 47 |
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When I was 15-16 myself and the gang used to sneek into a secluded
area of a resevoir and fish, swim, pick blueberries usually totally
nude. Most of us had grown up with each other so the woman/girls
in our gang would also be nude.
One day, about 9 of us were lounging around our favorite island
(was a short wade from shore) when we heard dogs barking. Seems
this old woman that owned a kennel on property adjouning the reservoir
was in the habit of running these dogs down to the lake for drink
and exercise. Being all tresspassers and nude, we all ducked for
the nearest blueberry bush. It was a large bush but it's ability
to hide us all was limited. Anyway, we all huddled together for
over an hour while this woman stripped down and skinny dipped
with her dogs. Of course atr this point we were in no more danger
of getting trouble for trespassing than she was, but we were young
and so sure we'd get in trouble if she were to see us.
After an hour she got out of the water and got dressed and left.
We waited for the sounds of dogs to get further away then we all
came out from hiding. We got dressed (very quietly) and proceeded
up the path. When we had gottebn to the end of the path there was
the old woman, just sitting on the stone wall at the property line.
She smiled at us and told us we looked pretty stupid all huddled
under that bush for the better part of an hour.
To make an already long story just a little bit shorter, we talked
with this woman and found out she and her brothers used to sneek
in the exact same way and swim, fish and enjoy all the activities
we were doing just a few moments ago. She also told us she had known
that we were doing it as well and had no intentions of turning us
in. That is, so long as we took our trash with us and never messed
up the place.
For the next two years she would come down to sun bath with us and
swim and she also told us many stories of herself and her brothers
escapades on the island when they were all young.
I haven't been back there for years and don't even know if this
woman is still alive. I do remember the innocent fun we all had
over those three summers. (two of which with older company)
It was also my first experiance with an older person with
no hang-up nudity. She was in her sixties and had such a natural
attitude about it. (She also taughht us how to catch fish with our
hands)
Perhaps not the funniest experiance but one of my favorite memories.
Rob
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| 22.5 | Not an embarrassing moment for me, but funny | DSSDEV::JACK | Marty Jack | Tue Feb 09 1988 17:16 | 5 |
| I was standing on the beach at Club Orient when a young couple,
both wearing perfectly pressed T-shirts with the IBM logo and perfectly
pressed IBM-blue nylon shorts showed up and walked the entire length
of the beach and back. It was all I could do not to yell "Hey, why
not come to Digital -- no dress code!".
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| 22.6 | Not so isolated | CSSAUS::BELL | Peter L. Bell | Wed Feb 10 1988 08:32 | 8 |
| I used to go swimming nude in a small mountain lake (the lake was small
not the mountain), and was happily doing so one day, when I noticed a
group of people on the opposite shore. I slipped out of the water and
dressed before wandering over to see what was happening. To my horror I
found that it was a film crew, to my relief they had not been
interested in filming me.
Peter
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| 22.7 | Lots of nudes in my life. | WRO8A::GUEST_TMP | HOME, in spite of my ego! | Fri Feb 12 1988 22:50 | 18 |
| Being in California makes it easier to go to nude things, I
think, based on what I've seen people printing in here. Any beach
that isn't commercial is likely to have naked people on it.
So, maybe it isn't so unlikely here.
Anyway, a few years ago I went to a pond about two miles from
where I live. It was built originally to water cattle (by closing
off a ravine with a berm.) Well, it so happened that I was the
only one there, and, being a hot day, I undressed to take in the
rays. After a short while, I heard some voices. I looked around
to see a whole troop of girlscouts (about a dozen or so) coming
my way. Well, I quickly decided that I should act natural, so
I did. What I found interesting was that as each girl passed within
three feet of my toes, not one of them looked "directly" at me.
And I didn't hear too much snickering, either.
Isn't life fun?
Frederick
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| 22.8 | Wrong shower | RDGCSS::HUMBY | Sir Stephen Dangerous | Mon Feb 22 1988 14:58 | 17 |
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Reading the nude_rec item on the difference between male and
female shower blocks reminded me of a funny story.
Every sunday a gang of us go to the nude swim at the local sports
centre. As a rule we all use the female changing rooms as the are
better than the mens. A few months ago the girls of our group
decided to go midweek to the regular (textile) swim. After the swim they
take a shower not thinking it strange there is a naked man already
in there. The fun started when the gentleman looked up and realised
he had wandered into the wrong shower, and worst 3 naked women had
joined him and were behaving as if nothing was wrong!
I should add the man in question was quite inocent its is easy
to wander between the showers. Why this should be? would need to
ask the architect.
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| 22.9 | | AKOV04::WILLIAMS | | Mon Mar 14 1988 18:37 | 11 |
| About 10 years ago my wife (she is NOT a nudist) and I were
out with our best friends, they, like me, are nudists. After a
lovely dinner we decided to go swimming in the Ipswich River. Libby,
my wife, would not join us since bathing suits were not available.
After a 45 minute swim, the three of us dried off, got dressed and
left for home with Libby. The evening air was cool but enjoyable.
Two days later Libby was laid up with a cold! Who said clothes
are healthy?
Douglas
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| 22.10 | Stupid in Snowdonia | BLURB::YOUNG | | Thu Dec 22 1988 19:33 | 23 |
| I was hiking in Snowdonia on one of the few days of sunshine that
area has seen since creation (this was in 1976). Accompanying me
was a soprano who was verging on coloratura, and who preferred hiking
topless. She was given to singing that paradigm of bad phrasing
from Handel's Messiah as we perambulated through the hills, "We
like sheep/We like sheep/We like sheep have gone astray."
We were going up Snowden from the Capel Curig (sp?) side when we
came upon a tarn. We shucked our clothes and dove in. When the
Girl Guides arrived and had lunch on the other side we were not
disturbed, but sunned ourselves dry behind a few rocks so as not
to offend their sensibilites. We had hoped to avoid them when we
continued our ascent, but a screed meant we had to pass them by.
All but one green eyed girl studied their footwear carefully.
The lass with green eyes gave me a quick once over to categorize
the male, then scrutinized the soprano with care. We were more
amused than embarassed until we reached the summit, when, after
admiring the view of the sea to the north, we discovered the coin
operated telescopes on the balcony of the station at the summit
were all pointed directly at the tarn where we had been swimming
and sunning.
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| 22.11 | | CADSE::WONG | Le Chinois Fou | Fri Dec 23 1988 00:00 | 11 |
| RE: .10
Interesting...
At the Mountain Air Ranch in Littleton, Colorado, there is one peak
that is higher than the naturist grounds there. On top of the house
is a very nice house. I was told that there is a telescope trained
on the pool area of the MAR grounds; the occupants were always looking
for an orgy or something. They gave up after a while because all
the MAR visitors just sat around and worked on thier tans.
Boring, I guess...:-)
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| 22.12 | busted by the clergy | CSC32::KRUEGER | In my own Private Idaho | Thu Feb 15 1990 18:28 | 13 |
| My friends and I usually bathe at St. Francis beach, so named for the
Catholic children's resort at the beach. Well, this particular weekend
followed a storm that had pretty much covered the markers for the
resort. Needless to say, we were on church property.
Well, we were laying there, naked to God and everyone, when a priest
came up to us and asked us to move. What made it strange for me is
that I had fallen asleep and woke up to see a priest standing over me
there in the buff.
Oh well. It keeps you humble.
Debbee
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