Naked Around the Guys Well, it's been a week and I've got a pretty good routine and haven't had any real problems. I've made friends with nearly everyone and have been going nude in the dorm virtually all of the time except when I'm dressed to go out or have just come back -- and even then I sometimes get undressed before I make it all the way to my room. One thing I've known from the beginning is that sooner or later I'd have to deal with whether to be naked around guys. Technically, they're allowed to be upstairs between noon and 7 p.m. and down in the lobby until 11. But the only part of that anyone tries to enforce is guys actually sleeping over or guys being inside the dorm unescorted by a resident female. Other than that no one cares. Emily said it was kinda like me going naked. Technically I'm not supposed to, but no one will bother telling me not to unless someone complains about me (like those Christian girls potentially). So I'm certainly not going to be the bitch who complained about boyfriends being in the dorm after hours. A guy saw me naked on my very first night in the dorm but it was just a brief across-the-room thing. Since then I've bumped into a few in the hallways and downstairs. They've always been with a girl I know and so far the encounters have been brief, like standing there for two minutes being introduced and saying hi and nice meeting you. But STILL. Try doing that naked. It feels like a lot longer than two minutes lemme tell ya. BUT ... I did it and it was fine. And actually it was fun -- though at least one of my girlfriends was a bit annoyed. I talked to her later, afraid she was mad at me, but she said she was only mad at him for the way he totally ignored her while being flirty with me (which is SO not cool). But I was relieved that she wasn't blaming me too, which she wasn't. My "going out wardrobe" still needs some work. I've modified some tee shirts, but my only preferred bottoms right now are my three little skirts and the multicolored undies Amy contributed. I did a little running the other day while wearing the yellow panties and ribbed sleeveless white tee shirt that I'd cut short. I ran a couple miles and it was humid so I got pretty sweaty and as I approached the student center plaza I stopped running and just walked thru the plaza catching my breath. It was crowded with lots of people sitting around on benches and on the plaza steps in the sun. There was plenty of skin on display besides mine (In fact, I've been told that supposedly in this plaza girls sometimes go topless but I haven't seen it yet. I'll do it myself once I'm sure it's okay.) But as I was waking through this crowd I could tell lots of guys were checking me out. One thing about these cotton panties that make them different from bathing suit bottoms is that when the fabric gets wet it really clings to your skin so I figured I probably had a major wedgie on display, which was fine with me. I always cut through the student center on my way to the dorms and when you go in that main door you feel the air conditioning hit you and you see yourself in a big mirror along one wall. Being sufficiently vain to do so I watch myself approach the mirror and check myself out as others just did outside. And it's only then that I realized that it wasn't just my butt I was showing off but my front as well. Not only had the yellow fabric become pretty transparent when wet, but I had a very noticeable "frontal wedgie" as well (if ya know what I mean!) I resisted the temptation to adjust myself and walked on through the crowded hallway to the rear door and on from there to my dorm. I ran a little more from there and was pretty sweaty again when I got inside the dorm. I went straight to one of the bathrooms, stripped off and got in the shower to rinse off. There's liquid bodywash in all the showers so I only need my own products once a day and just use what's there for my extra showers. I rinsed out my sweaty things and carried them and my running shoes back to my room, dripping wet as I walked because I had no towel. As I came back to my room I heard voices and as when I opened the door I saw not just Amy, but also Steph, who had come by to visit . . . with her boyfriend, Tony. Although Steph has not been sleeping here I've seen her almost every day this week and I met Tony a couple times outside the dorm. So he'd seen me in skimpy clothes and knew I was a nudist and I'd told Steph it would be okay to bring him over whenever she wanted. So I knew this was going to happen, I just didn't know when. Even so I was surprised and a little flustered to have him suddenly there in the room. But I kept my cool and just said "Hey Tony. Nice to see you." "It's a lot nicer to see you," he said with a grin, checking me out with a glance up and down. "That's a good look for you." "My favorite outfit," I said (a line I use a lot), glancing at Steph's face to make sure she was okay with this degree of flirting, but Tony was already checking in with her, unlike that other guy who ticked off his girlfriend. "I see you're going for the smoothie look," Steph exclaimed. "When did you do that?" "Um, a few days ago." "Very sexy, don't you think, Tony?" Okay, that was a little more attention than I wanted. Fortunately I had to dry my hair so I did that in front of the mirror while the three of them sat back down and talked. I stopped the drier a couple times to join in the conversation and then when I was all done I plopped down on my desk chair and we sat around talking for an hour or so. The subject of my nudity came up a couple of times, but just as part of the conversation of what we'd all been doing that week. Steph quizzed me about it more than Tony did, but I think he liked hearing about it. When they were getting ready to leave, I walked them down the stairwell to the side doorway and even stepped a few feet outside on the sunny concrete landing and I hugged them both goodbye and stood there in the sun watching them go down the steps. A guy on a bike rode by and slowed down to look at me. I waved at him and turned back into the building, feeling great but wishing I could have just walked out into the sun naked.