It's funny that I've never quite understood the appeal of nudist colonies. Given how interested I am in seeing half the population naked half of the time, you would think I'd be all for it. But for some strange reason, I'm not. For me, the mystery, the thrill of the chase and the anticipation of the big reveal accounts for more than half my interest, I suppose.
Besides, what would I say in a nudist group that would be any different than that which I say every other place here considering that that I'm probably less than half dressed half the time that I write anyway? Hey, You! N.O.P.E. I don't do that anymore. Come on people!!! Get a room!!!
Lastly, I discovered at some point in my life, (don't ask me how or when because I seriously don't remember,) that I don't like the feel of anything but fabric on my butt. The hard wood kitchen chair. Unh unh. Even though it might only be a single layer of cloth, there's a difference that makes all the difference. I'm not sure if it's a stickiness factor or a temperature issue or if that little amount of clothing can truly provide enough padding to make a difference, but sitting on most furniture butt-naked just doesn't work for me. Perhaps it's a conditioning issue. I know they say Adam and Eve were created naked, but then Adam and Eve didn't have kitchen chairs.
I do encourage you to create a nudist group, however. I do like the idea! Just don't count on my being a regular attendee. I'll be the guy like you were yesterday at the playground, standing outside the fence peeking in.
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P.S. Sorry. No pics. with this comment.
