JUST A THOUGHT


Several entries have dealt with nudity around other people. I'm pretty comfortable with it. Not as a nudist, but just relaxed about the times when it's a comfort thing.

I have a good friend who, on his first date with a woman he would later marry, told her he'd be more comfortable with her naked. Not sexually, but openly.

Nudity is not sexuality.



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