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18/08/2007
I am not sure if you can classify this as a dare, or the stupidest thing I have ever done. A few days ago my BF and I decided to go hiking in a nearby forest preserve.
We normally deviate from the trails, so we soon found ourselves alone and sitting by a stream. The steam was about fifteen feet wide and the water waist deep at one point. Being a very hot day I commented that I would love to take a dip to cool off.
Yes, my BF said go ahead. I reminded him I did not have a bathing suit, and he simple said there was no one around I could go skinny-dipping. It was hot and the water was inviting. When he said I dare you; that was all it took.
Soon I was standing totally naked up to my waist in what was cold flowing water. Well, I took my dip in the cold water and immediately proceed to the far shore to stand on a rock. The far side of the stream was in the sunlight. I should add that the far bank had a high slope and the rock I was standing on was just above the water line.
I have to admit a cool dip and having the warm sun against my body felt rather good. For his part my BF appeared to enjoy seeing me standing naked on the rock. I was enjoying the moment when three male hikers suddenly appeared. There was little doubt that they saw me. In fact, they actually came and joined by BF.
OK, as I said I couldn’t run up the far slope for it was too steep. The rock was big enough to stand on, but too small to hide behind. Jumping back into the cold water was also not an option. To make matter worst, my clothes were in a pile next to my by friend, and the three new hikers.
With my hands strategically placed I contemplated what to do. It was then one of the hikers produced a camera phone and was about to take a picture. I shouted or some may say pleated no, and as quickly as one can walk on slippery rocks headed toward my audience.
I explained my reservations against pictures, and they were very polite and agreed not to take my picture. In return one of the hikers requested I lower my hands. Let’s look the alternatives. The possibility of having pictures of me posted on the Internet semi covered but visible naked, or standing completely naked while three strangers ogle me.
You will note that I have not submitted any pictures with the story. Thankfully, the novelty of ogling a naked woman is only between five and ten minutes. After my third request I was told I could get dressed. I had just turned to get my clothes when I heard new voices.
It was a teenage couple and they had a camera. One of the hikers explained that if they didn’t take any pictures I would be willing to stand there naked. The girl found this odd, but I explain I would rather put on a show then have friends and family find naked pictures of me on the Internet. The girl asked for how long, and my BF said ten minutes. I was about to complain to my BF, but everyone agreed that ten minutes was fair.
For the next ten minutes I stood ever so gracefully and watched as six people gazed upon my naked body.
We normally deviate from the trails, so we soon found ourselves alone and sitting by a stream. The steam was about fifteen feet wide and the water waist deep at one point. Being a very hot day I commented that I would love to take a dip to cool off.
Yes, my BF said go ahead. I reminded him I did not have a bathing suit, and he simple said there was no one around I could go skinny-dipping. It was hot and the water was inviting. When he said I dare you; that was all it took.
Soon I was standing totally naked up to my waist in what was cold flowing water. Well, I took my dip in the cold water and immediately proceed to the far shore to stand on a rock. The far side of the stream was in the sunlight. I should add that the far bank had a high slope and the rock I was standing on was just above the water line.
I have to admit a cool dip and having the warm sun against my body felt rather good. For his part my BF appeared to enjoy seeing me standing naked on the rock. I was enjoying the moment when three male hikers suddenly appeared. There was little doubt that they saw me. In fact, they actually came and joined by BF.
OK, as I said I couldn’t run up the far slope for it was too steep. The rock was big enough to stand on, but too small to hide behind. Jumping back into the cold water was also not an option. To make matter worst, my clothes were in a pile next to my by friend, and the three new hikers.
With my hands strategically placed I contemplated what to do. It was then one of the hikers produced a camera phone and was about to take a picture. I shouted or some may say pleated no, and as quickly as one can walk on slippery rocks headed toward my audience.
I explained my reservations against pictures, and they were very polite and agreed not to take my picture. In return one of the hikers requested I lower my hands. Let’s look the alternatives. The possibility of having pictures of me posted on the Internet semi covered but visible naked, or standing completely naked while three strangers ogle me.
You will note that I have not submitted any pictures with the story. Thankfully, the novelty of ogling a naked woman is only between five and ten minutes. After my third request I was told I could get dressed. I had just turned to get my clothes when I heard new voices.
It was a teenage couple and they had a camera. One of the hikers explained that if they didn’t take any pictures I would be willing to stand there naked. The girl found this odd, but I explain I would rather put on a show then have friends and family find naked pictures of me on the Internet. The girl asked for how long, and my BF said ten minutes. I was about to complain to my BF, but everyone agreed that ten minutes was fair.
For the next ten minutes I stood ever so gracefully and watched as six people gazed upon my naked body.
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Linda Reynolds