gangsta rap), working with computers, and speaking

about Young Naturist Causes and Support Of Artists 4 Israel Golan Job . Now I Will get into how I got started as a
Fkk.
I was 17 when I first became
Inquisitive about how it felt like to be nude in my
room. I don’t know
Precisely why but I believed I would be more comfy
if I took off my panties, so I did. It felt strange
at first, for some time I was self conscience of my
body. Not because anything was wrong, only because I
had never been nude in my room before I think. I got
over the awkwardness (self-consciousness) and it felt
Fine.
When I was 18 a senior in high
school I was on the cross country team. We ran about
a mile or so from a nude beach (Blacks). Individuals joked
about running there, but no one actually did.
One day on a run by myself I ran
near there and decide to run to the nude beach. I
made it there and viewed the bare folks. At this point
I was curious as to what it was like to be nude on
the strand, why these folks did it. I ran to a form
of isolated part of the strand (only a few individuals
around me and weren’t that close.) I took off my
shoes, socks, and t shirt. I sat there for 10-20 min.
I subsequently was relaxed and comfy enough to say to
my self I would like to get nude and see what it feels
like.
So off came my shorts and
Knickers! I sat there naked for a min. or two afterward
stood up. I’ll never forget that moment. What I felt
I am only able to describe as the most wonderful sense of
Liberty I’ve ever felt inside my whole life! I felt so
fee and alive! It was just awesome to be nude
outside in the fresh air and sun! It felt amazing… so
comfortable I subsequently ran into the ocean and swam. It
felt so fine to swim without an suit I adored that
Encounter and needed to do it again.
After that I went back to blacks
several more times. I also went to other naturist
Shores; San Onfre, (45 min north of blacks), and
More Mesa in Santa Barbra. San Onfre is fine, its
more secluded than blacks with less gawkers. I went
to faculty in Santa Barbra and I detected More
Mesa. This is a great beach! Verry private and
secluded. I went to UCSB in Santa Barbra and saw
Signals for models needed for art class. I signed up
and posed nude for the art class. It was no big deal
for me and it was pleasure. It was neat to see how each
artist painted me in their own way. My mother detected
the check from the art school and asked me about it
in front of the family. I told her the truth, they
all merely laughed and gave me a hard time about it but
Weren’t offended or angry or anything so it was cool.
Since that time, I’ve been to
two fkk resorts in CA. I had a really fine time in
both resorts. The people there were really friendly and
made me feel welcome there. It was really relaxing and
Pleasure to spend the day naked swimming, eating, sunning,
meeting new folks etc. Most of the individuals were elderly
(30’s-60;s) but I enjoyed myself anyway. Its cool
though to see all the young people involved with
nudism in this group.
Now I go nude in my room
almost always. I also go bare at the local nudist
Plage (Haulover). This is my favourite naturist beach.
Its very easy to get to, there are people of all

ages, and they sell drinks and hot dogs on the plage
Plus the water is always warm (87 now) and so is the
weather. I love going naked whenever possible, its
Quite comfy, feels great and life is more enjoyable in
the bare!
I’d like to start of by giving you a little information about
myself. I am 26 years old and now living in
Aventura, Florida. I have been going nude since I was
17 or so. Besides nudism I also enjoy playing pool,
listening to all kinds of music (except state and
gangsta rap), working with computers, and speaking
about automobiles. Now I Will get into how I got started as a
Fkk.
I was 17 when I first became
Inquisitive about how it felt like to be nude in my
room. I don’t understand
Precisely why but I thought I would be more comfy
if I took off my knickers, so I did. It felt bizarre
at first, for a while I was self conscience of my
body. Not because anything was wrong, just because I
had never been nude in my room before I imagine. I got
over the awkwardness (self-consciousness) and it felt
Fine.
When I was 18 a senior in high
school I was on the cross country team. We ran about
a mile or so from a nude beach (Blacks). Folks joked
about running there, but no one actually did.
One day on a run by myself I ran
near there and decide to run to the nude beach. I
made it there and saw the bare individuals. At this point
I was inquisitive regarding what it was like to be nude on
the shore, why these folks did it. I ran to a variety
of isolated part of the strand (only several people
around me and weren’t that close.) I took off my
shoes, socks, and t shirt. I sat there for 10-20 min.
I then was relaxed and comfy enough to say to
my self I want to get bare and see what it feels
like.
So off came them. (They didn’t, as in the event of “lion,” for example, have to adopt the name for the thing from another and
underwear! I sat there nude for a min. or two then
stood up. I will never forget that moment. What I felt
I am only able to describe as the most wonderful sense of
Independence I ‘ve ever felt in my whole life! I felt thus