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Originally posted by Jeff Higgins
Sounds great on the surface, but... ...we both left scarred for life. I became a conservative Christian.
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Bingo!
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'Think it was around 1980 - I was 35 then - a mixed doubles partner friend (platonic) of mine invited me up to the Lupin Naturist Club above Los Gatos, CA. for some "tennis and whatever." I was a bit nervous, but I went w/her for the afternoon. I took off my shirt but left on my tennis shorts/shoes. I was freaked out from start to finish. My mind was scrambling for a good excuse to leave all the while. 'Never did play tennis - I just walked around amazed at what I saw and what I was experiencing.
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Weird to watch old geezers play tennis nude, with genitalia flopping hither & yon, to & fro. Tried to eat lunch with her and the others in the dining hall...managed to nibble on some watermelon and pretend that all was well. Homely nude bodies serving food, sweet old women's labia majoras hanging down like a welder's apron pretty much sapped my appetite. We took separate cars - my request - so I left after a few hours.
It'll damn sure put you up against your modesty/value system.
I like private nudity, but that public stuff is not for me. Oh well...my loss.
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When I got home, I took a hot shower.
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