Making a Convert

[I had a nudist blog that got taken down when Tumblr changed its terms of service. I've been posting old entries here. This one was published on May 23, 2014] Its funny. I write about these friends of mine that I introduce to nudism, and they are all women. Its not for lack of trying with male friends, its just that the only people I can convince to go with me are women. I dont know what thats all about. Anyway, theres a friend Ive been taking up to Mira Vista for a while. Shes pretty young and not into men, but she enjoys my company. We go into the hot tub, but shes only gotten topless once, and that was because, she said, the bubbles were going so I couldnt see her. We havent seen each other in a while, so I asked if she wanted to go to dinner at Mira Vista last night. She was up for it. We went down there and it was a bit busy (pre-Memorial Day crowd, I suppose). She insisted on paying for dinner. Yes, I am not supposed to let a gal do that. We went out to the pool and I got undressed. She went to use the rest room. When she got back, she had taken her pants off and was wearing an oversized t-shirt. She said, You won. She took off her shirt and she was naked. She got in the water. How do you like it? This is great! she said. It was a bit too chilly, so we switched to the hot tub. As is turns out, shes got a group of friends at her new job that party at one guys house. The guy has a jacuzzi and usually people go in naked. It was hanging out with these friends that changed her mind and made her less nervous about her body. But I didnt get naked. I wanted to be naked with you first. Aww.