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| Clothing Makes My Skin Burn | ||||||
| As the leaves begin to slowly lose their tenuous hold on their trees, their fallen comrades withering on the dying ground, I have noticed a similar change within myself. As the summer progresses I seem to shed more and more of my own clothing. | ||||||
| It started out with just going around shirtless every once in a while. It gradually turned into going without shoes, except for in stores and other establishments flying the colors of "no shirt, no shoes, no service." | ||||||
| Now I find that the once familiar touch of clothing is anathema to me. When I get out of the shower in the morning, I stay in a towel for as long as possible. I am even in a towel when friends and others come to the door. Hell, I even get the mail in the same attire. I was nude in my friends back yard not long ago. My friends got quite the show. | ||||||
| Last weekend, when I was camping, I swam in a white pair of boxers. There was nothing left to the imagination when I got out of the cold river. I do mean cold. There was a very significant amount of shrinkage going on. People from the church camp across the way would come through our area to see the river. I just stood around, waving and making conversation when I could. Beija, who I was camping with, said I had a real problem keeping my clothes on. That was the point at which I realized that I was pretty far gone. I think I am edging ever closer to becoming a nudist. | ||||||
| There remains one problem, or obstacle, to my becoming a nudist though. Nudists. Have you ever seen these people? The universal rule concerning nudists is that they are never the people you want to see nude. Most people have seen them on the banks of the river, or at the beaches. They are ghastly to look upon. I don't want to hang out in my birthday suit with these people. I am not the most beautiful person in the world, but I would hope I am not so ugly. I also don't want to be naked alone. Heheh. | ||||||
| I propose that all of the attractive people out there stand up and be counted. Those people out there are giving the naked body, a thing of beauty, a bad name. They are making us look bad. We need to show the world that nudists can breathtaking to behold. So get out there and be naked. | ||||||
| But, I must caution you: please do not do this alone or in dark areas. There is strength in numbers. This goes especially for the ladies out there. There are a lot of sickies out there. I suggest that you also carry pepper spray or a large mace. This can go for the guys too. You never know when you might be taken at gun point or beaten over the head, to wake up to some horrible stranger doing terrible things to you. Just in case you men think that would be blessing, remember that sickies are rarely nice to look at. They are eyesores that became sickies because they were so ugly that nobody would associate with them. They have a grudge against all things beautiful. Watch out people. | ||||||
| Now that I have warned everyone, go out there and make me proud. Stand up for the image of the human body. Fight the enemy that is the tan-line. | ||||||
| I would appreciate any feedback. My e-mail address is [email protected]. Fight the good fight. | ||||||
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