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MY NUDE LIFE

Published Oct 10, 2011

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[img][/img] I was lucky to grow up in a house where clothes didn't matter. It was a small house for the four of us with only one bathroom. Needless to say, we shared and walked around without clothes and thought nothing about it. When I was 8, my parents sent me to the local YMCA for swimming lessons. AT that point, neithe the boys or the instructors wore swimming suits. Strictly nude. Yes, our parents and male and female siblings often came into the pool area to leave us or pick us up. Again, no problem. As a swimmer, I soon started competing in meets - again nude - but open to the public. My first experiances with being nude in public. Winning races and standing on the winners platform nude - that was important. I competed all the way through high school and still swim nude whenever possible. In college, we still had single sex dorms and I lived in one that was built in the previous century. Steam heat with no control of the temperature in our rooms. The powers in charge decided that it was better to be too hot than to have guys comploaining that their rooms were cold so our 3rd floor rooms were very warm. So , first I and the others started shedding our clothes as soon as we got back our rooms. Within a week, all of our floor ended up spending almost all of our dorm time nude.