A woman I’ve known for a while came back in to town a few weeks ago. I met her at a party where there was skinny dipping, so I think my first conversation with her was where only a towel covered by recently bare body. Her ex-roommate (a mutual friend) was a nudist, one that is very out about it.
She wanted to go out, so we hung out at a bar for a bit. She’s a model, and she told me (with no prompting) about a couple of nude photo shoots she had done. She had a long tale to tell about hiking up a mountain in the nude for an artist she knew. Why she didn’t just wait to get to the top of the mountain to get undressed, I don’t know.
All told, I knew this was a woman I wouldn’t have to “come out” to as a nudist. I said that sometime I could take her to Mira Vista (I went there with her old roomie) or out to the hot springs.
Maybe “flipped out” would be a strong term for what happened next. She went on an anti-nudist rant. She found it offensive. She even talked smack about her old roommate. It’s different when she did nude modeling, she said, because that was for art.
I haven’t gone out with her since.