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I
started to hyperventilate the closer I got to the club. I turned
to my friend, Mary Kay, on the other side of the car and said,
"Tell me why I'm doing this again." In answer, she
picked up my cell phone, called Bill, and handed the phone to
me. A few choice phrases got me laughing and I was able to breath
again. I suppose I didn't really need either of their reassurances.
I knew I was going to be OK, but I was nervous - very nervous.
I've always been comfortable wearing very little, or nothing
at all, around my house, but the thought of actually being nude
in front of a group of complete strangers was intimidating.
It was suggested that I may want to arrive early, because it
might be easier to meet people as they arrive instead of walking
into a large group of people. Mary Kay and I were so early;
that we were the first ones there. Actually, that was nice.
I got comfortable with the facility itself and for some reason
I started to feel less and less self-conscious. I sat observing
the people arriving while Mary Kay rattled off their names and
a little background information about them. Everyone was so
friendly that I started to wonder what I was so nervous about.
Then came "the moment of truth". One by one, the "regulars"
began to take off their clothes. The plan was for me to undress
in the Ladies Room and, if it would make me more relaxed, to
come out with a towel wrapped around me until I was calm enough
to drop it. Much to MY surprise I decided to undress out in
the open just like everyone else. Lo and behold, no one cared.
No one cared that I'm overweight and don't have a beautiful
body. They were just interested in ME - as a person - not what
I look like. I sat there all evening meeting people and carrying
on conversations - just like at any social gathering. I completely
forgot I didn't have any clothes on. It was a great feeling.
I felt acceptance, just as if I had been coming to events for
quite some time. People told me about their first time, about
some of the resorts they go to during the summertime, and encouraged
me to come along. I have NEVER felt so comfortable meeting a
new group of people in my life. I had a wonderful time and plan
to return. I can remember the first time I found out that Mary
Kay was a nudist. I want to take this opportunity to apologize
for being so bemused at the time. And I want to thank her and
Bill for talking me into this astonishing experience. I encourage
anyone who is even remotely interested, to take the plunge and
give it a try. Like me, you'll be glad you did.
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