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 ï>¿Naked City by Hog57

   Living and working naked.

   Five years ago.

   Are you having fun honey?

   Yes, of course I am.  I always enjoy our time at this resort.  You know
how much I like running around nude.

   Yes, I do.  How would you like to be able to be nude all the time?

   Are you planning on moving us here full time?

   No.  I am planning on moving us to the middle of Nevada.  Of moving or
building a new headquarters and plant there.  We are in negotiations to
purchase a large tract of land.  Since we will own the land will be able to
make our own rules for the most part.  Did you know that public nudity is
not against federal law?

   Well, sure I knew that.  That is how we can be here now.  Right?

   Yes, dear.  So I believe we will be able to open Nu City in about two
years.

   Nu City?  From the French Nu?  As in naked?

   You like it?

   It has a ring to it.

   So, the middle of Nevada.  How far from the nearest city?

   From the nearest city to the edge of our soon to be city 105.7 miles. 
We will be completely self-sufficient.  We will have houses or apartments
for everyone, grocery stores, vehicle charging stations, entertainment
places, parks and whatever else we can think of.

   There is a big problem.  A lot of people are not comfortable being naked
or around naked people.  How are we going to overcome that?

   Well you are the Vice President of Human Relations for our company
aren't you.  That is your area and your problem to figure out.  But, I only
want people who are either nudists or at least comfortable being around
nudists in Nu City.  Any current employee that doesn't fit the profile will
stay at our current facility.

   We will need a very in-depth personality profile survey.  I will reach
out to some psychiatrists and have them put together something for us to
use.

   Now

   Congratulations, I have the privileged of offering you a position in our
company.  If you accept the position offered you will need to be at my
office at 6:00 AM on July 14th of this year.  Plan on staying in the area
for one week, during which you will receive orientation classes.

   Sincerely,

   R.  E.  Baker

   Human Resource Manager

   Baker Industries

   I immediately sent off my reply that I would be at that appointment and
would be happy to accept the position offered.  That was two months ago. 
The job offer came two weeks before my final tests and graduation from
college.  I received my degree in Human Resources with honors, with my
parents watching.  It was the proudest moment of my life thus far.  I had
three weeks before the appointment with Mr.  Baker.  I spent the first week
at home.  Caught up with my folks, and friends.  Then went camping with my
girlfriend at a remote lake where if past experience held true we would be
the only people within 30 miles.

   Carrie and I packed my truck and drove to the trail head where we would
hike the last 50 miles.  She and I had done this twice before so our
confidence was high that there would not be anything we could not handle.
We figured three days in and three days out.  That left us a week of
camping by the lake.  If the previous two trips were any indication Carrie
would shed her clothes after the first day and not put anything back on
until she absolutely had to dress or get arrested.  This of course was just
one of the reasons I love her.  She was also very smart and the most caring
person I have ever met.  Her views and mine were rarely in conflict. 
Usually resolved after an intellectual and fiery debate.  She won many of
them, but not all of them.  And most of all she was fun and funny.  I will
leave it up to you to interpret "fun".

   We parked the truck, donned our backpacks, locked the truck and started
hiking.  Since there weren't any other vehicles at the trail head Carrie
was already making indications that she could get naked earlier than she
normally would.  I told her it was her decision, but that since we were
still outside of the National Forest she wasn't on good legal ground.  She
saw the logic and waited until we were another mile along (still a good ten
miles from the National Forest boundary).  She told me to hold up, dropped
her pack and began stripping.  I always like seeing her strip.  And she
always teases me a little.  Going slower than necessary.  Carefully folding
each item and putting it in her pack before removing the next.  I watched
as she took her boots and socks off, setting them aside.  Next off was her
shirt.  Then her pants.  Both folded and packed.  She stood barefoot in
just her panties and bra (which she only wore when around her parents). 
She posed for a second, so I snapped a picture.  She is just so beautiful
standing there in the mountains almost naked without a care in the world.
Then quickly she removed the bra and panties.  After she packed them away I
could see her shoulders relax like a huge weight and just been lifted from
her soul.  She always did that whenever she took her clothes off.  Clothed
Carrie was very cute, very girl next door/tomboy cute.  Naked Carrie was
just so much more than beautiful.  She radiated joy.  So much more than any
supermodel cardboard cutout woman.  Much more than the individual parts. 
Yes, her breasts were gorgeous, proudly standing on her chest without
sagging, nipples centered out front and always hard.  She keeps her pussy
hair waxed, which I love as well (I am not a pervert, I just like to see
her lips).  Now naked, Carrie walked like a cat towards me and kissed me
like tomorrow will never come.  Her reward is my penis trying to rip itself
through my hiking shorts to reach her vagina.  She laughs at my discomfort
and promises that she will give me the first aid I seek once we make our
first bivouac spot.

   We hike on.  The weather is pleasant about 65 degrees.  Very good for
hiking.  I begin to sweat.  I can see that Carrie is not sweating.  Well,
when she is right she is right.  I ask her to stop and I take my clothes
off too.  She smiles at me warmly.  She laughs at my still erect penis. 
Then tells me to buck up and hike.  We still have many miles yet to our
bivouac spot.

   Half-way there we break for lunch.  Just a couple of sandwiches her mom
made for us, our only non-dehydrated food.  Until we get back to
"civilization" we will live off the land and our small cache of dehydrated
food.  I know how to make snares for rabbits and we will fish.  The lake
has always provided for us well.  I am confident it will do so this time
too.

   I make a grab for her but she deflects my hand.  "No, no.  Not until we
have set up camp for the night.  I am not going to walk 10 miles with rocks
and pine needles in my ass".  She is smiling, she isn't teasing she is
promising that we are going to be making love all day every day once we
make camp.  This is going to be a great trip.  We start hiking again.

   Just before sunset we reach our first campsite.  We have done this many
times together so setting up camp is quickly completed.  She starts a fire
as I get a pan of water to boil our dinner.  We set the pan off the side of
the fire so it wont boil away too fast.  I grab her hand and run into the
river for a quick swim.  This is what we always do, so she is running
almost before I could start to run.  Splashing each other, rubbing our
hands over each other, washing away the sweat from hiking and caressing
each other makes me extremely happy.  I pull her to me and we kiss.  I love
the way she kisses me.  She doesn't use technique she bares her soul when
she kisses me, which is just so much more sensual.  I hope she feels the
same from me.  She doesn't talk about it so much as just melts in my arms.
I must assume she is OK with my attempts at conveying just how much I love
her.

   I pick her up and carry her to our tent.  She is dripping wet from our
playing in the river, but I can also smell that she is already wet and
ready to make love with me.  We haven't been together for months, not since
my spring break.  Carrie decided not to go to college since she was a
computer whiz.  She didn't need a degree.  All she needed was an interview
to prove herself.  Any computer science degree available would already be
at least a decade out of step with what she already knew.  My plan was once
I got settled into my new job I could get her an interview with my company.
Then we could get married.  Of course this isn't how it happened, but I
didn't know that then.

   I laid her on our bed (OK two sleeping bags zipped together).  We kissed
and fondled each other.  Each knowing what the other likes fondled.  We
have been together since sixth grade and have been lovers since her
eighteenth birthday.  I am amazed that she isn't already snatched up by
some high-tech company and earning hundreds of thousands of dollars a year.
But she waited for me to graduate.  Doing freelance work to keep busy and
to keep her skills sharp.  How can I not love her.  She has waited for me.
She has sacrificed for me.  I have to stand tall for her in every way, as a
lover, a husband, a provider, a partner, and her man.  I enter her, slowly
like she likes, building a rhythm together.  Tonight she wants it slow with
a very slow quickening of our pace.  She wants it to last a long time, at
least fifteen minutes with a mutual climax.  It is almost always like this
the first time after being apart for so long.  I don't find this boring in
the least.  I find it very erotic.  We move together and then apart, joined
as one.  Our senses melded with each other.  We are so in tune we feel the
other building to orgasm before we feel our own orgasm approach.  I begin
pumping my load into her as her eyes roll up into her head.  She is having
a massive climax.  I have never seen her have one like this before.  It
takes her several minutes to hug me back, she is just limp in my arms. 
Finally she focuses on my eyes.  "I love you.  Will you marry me?" We say
at the same time.  Shocked and happy we both say, "yes".  I reach into my
backpack for the engagement ring I bought her.  She smiles as I put it on
her finger.  For me there is nothing more beautiful than Carrie, naked
wearing my ring.  And I get to see her like this for at least the next ten
days.  She won't get dressed unless the temperature drops below 45 degrees.
Since, it will only be that cold late at night, she will not get dressed.
She is a committed naturist.  At least in front of me.  She hasn't broken
the news to her parents yet.  I suspect that once we have our own house she
will constantly be nude at home.  That is fine with me.  Don't get me
wrong, I don't have plans to show her off to my lecherous friends to get my
sick kicks.  If she only wants to be naked for me I will be happy for the
rest of my life.  I only care that she is happy.

   We had a great time camping, I was able to snare a few rabbits and catch
lots of fish.  Together with our dehydrated food we ate very well.  We swam
in the lake every day, sometimes several times a day.  We hiked around the
lake one day.  We even saw another couple camping on the lake.  Since they
were not naked like we were we let them be.  I am sure they saw us and if
they wanted to visit they would have.  We each respected the other and just
waved from a distance when we were out and about.

   Carrie was determined to remain naked, as always, and stayed that way
all the way to the truck and most of the drive home.  I had to pull off
into a deserted area and practically force her to dress so as not to
attract the attention of some puritanical police officer.

   The next day I said good-bye and flew out for my orientation.

   I was met at the small corporate owned airport by a chauffeur in a
medium sized car.  After loading my suitcase in the trunk he drove me to
the corporate office.  I checked in with security and went to the HR
offices.  R.  E.  Baker turned out to be a woman of sixty or so.  She was
dressed in typical corporate attire, her hair was styled and her make-up
was invisible to my untrained eye.

   "Good morning Mr.  Viles.  I am Robin Baker.  I am pleased that you
accepted our job offer.  I hope that you will like working here.  You might
not know that our facility and all the area around it for 25 miles in every
direction is owned by Mr.  Baker.  This includes everything in Nu City. 
Everyone in Nu City is an employee of the company, except of course for the
minor children.  As employees any criminal activity is punishable by
termination of employment or imprisonment in our prison.  We have a unique
community here.  Quite unlike any I am aware.  We have structured our laws
off of a small town in Texas except for one.  We do not have any law
prohibiting nudity."

   "But everyone I have seen so far has been clothed."

   "Yes.  When we have a new employee arriving the people who would see
them within the first hour are all told to wear clothes if they don't
normally.  We don't want to shock you too badly until we have a chance to
brief you.  So, Mr.  Viles, are you still interested in working here?"

   "You mean everyone in Nu City and the surrounding area can or will be
naked at any time they choose?"

   "Yes."

   "Then it will be my pleasure to work here.  I recently became engaged to
my childhood sweetheart.  She is an excellent computer person.  And she
loves to be naked.  This city would be her dream come true.  Would there be
a chance she might work here too?"

   "Congratulations on your engagement.  I believe we will be able to find
a position for Carrie here." Robin smiled.

   "Er, how did you know her name was Carrie?"

   "We did a background check on you.  She came up.  We looked into her as
well.  In truth, we have been anxious for you and her to arrive." She
pushed a button on the intercom, "Lisa, send her in now please." The door
opened and Carrie walked in with a 'cat at the canary' grin.

   "Hi honey.  Guess who also got a job here?"

   What could I do but laugh.  They had both got me.  I couldn't have been
happier.  I was worried they wouldn't have a position for her and she would
soon get bored living in the middle of no-where.  Nu City was at least a
hundred miles from the next closest city.  It was on reclaimed desert land.
It did have all the amenities any small city would have, a grocery store,
electric charging station (all the cars being electric), hospital, mall
with food court and movie theater, sports facilities, police station and
prison, etc.

   Orientation consisted of hours of policy videos.  Once we left Robin's
office we began seeing lots of people sans clothing.  Some were just not
wearing all the clothing usually worn in public, some weren't wearing any.
Not everyone took part in the relaxed dress code, but they did not seem to
be bothered by those who did.  "So that is what the survey was about." I
thought.  Very good.  Smart even.  Only offer jobs to those people who are
at least nudity tolerant.  I wondered if the survey also determined
likelihood of non-criminal behavior too.  If it didn't, I was going to
recommend it for future surveys.

   After the three hours of policy videos were completed we were taken to
our new quarters.  We were to live in a small apartment complex.  The
complex was small, only about 50 units.  But the apartments were at least
1,200 square feet.  Ours was a two bedroom, two bath unit.  So we had room
for company I assumed.  We were told we would be here for at least a year.
Then if our annual reviews went well we would be moved into one of the
suburb houses if we wanted.  Each of the four suburbs was built around a
central community center with pool, tennis, volleyball, and basket ball
courts.  Apparently our chauffeurs had dropped off our suitcases at our new
apartment.  Carrie insisted that I carry her over our new threshold.  I
did. The first thing she did upon being set down inside our new digs was
strip out of her clothes, I was actually amazed that she waited that long.
The second thing she did was to strip me out of mine.  After an hour of
making love in our bed we showered together (a really nice big shower) then
we went exploring.  Carrie was very excited that she could be naked all the
time in our new city.  She vowed she would only get dressed when management
insisted.

   Carrie stuck to her vow.  To my utter pleasure and many others as well I
expect.  She is quite beautiful as I have said.  She is also completely
faithful.  We have three children now.  All three are mine.  That is to say
genetically they are from Carrie and I.  The company tests every child born
to ensure no infidelity occurred to create the child.  >If there is, it is
considered a crime and the woman is fired unless the man protests that he
is fine raising the child as his own.  The biological father forfeits all
his rights to the child and is fired unless the man/husband allows him
contact with the child and to keep his job.  I hear several sterile men
have become fathers in this way.  History also tells of similar situations
have happened for millennia.

   Anyway, we have been here for the last 15 years.  Carrie has remained
naked the entire time.  Except for new arrivals, which only last an hour at
most.  And most times she just stays out of the way until the hour is over.

   Carrie's parents and mine have visited many times over the years.  As
you can expect the first time they saw her and me naked they were taken
aback.  We of course had told them of our new lives here long before they
visited.  Carrie's mom took to visiting us frequently.  She also was
frequently naked during her visits (like daughter, like mother I guess).

   Our children are wonderful.  We have two daughters and a son.  Took all
three tries to finally get a son.  But it took only three years to get all
three.  They are very close.  We have a four bedroom house but only two
bedrooms are used.  The kids insist on bunk beds and living together in one
room.  I would be worried about the arrangement if we lived anywhere else.
Psychological testing is done routinely on everyone to root out anybody who
would sexually attack anyone else.

   People develop relationships with those they are attracted.  Just like
any other city holding hands, hugging, and kissing is performed in public.
And just like every other city more intimate sexual acts are carried out in
private.

   Our girls and our son all know not to have sex with anyone until they
are in love and can support themselves financially.  I expect at least one
of them will end up jumping the gun a bit.  I have no clue which one it
will be.  It won't matter, we love them all no matter what.  Best to let
them think about consequences though, don't you think?

   Sorry, I seem to have wondered too far ahead.  Back to those policy
videos.  Most were standard boring company policy.  There were a few more
interesting though.  Obviously the sexual harassment video was a bit more
interesting seeing as full nudity was accepted almost everywhere.  The only
exception is where Personal Protective Equipment or PPE was necessary.  The
second was the history video of our founder.  Though not strictly a policy
video it did shed some light on this unique place.  Seems he was a genius
inventor who was able to patent his inventions.  Unlike most corporate
inventors who's inventions were the property of the company they work for.
So, he being a nudist, bought tons of square miles of land in a modest
climate and built his ideal city.  Since the government has many laws
against nudity he circumvented those laws by owning all the land his city
sat upon.  Private property and all is private.  Signs posted all around
the property warned visitors about the nudity.  So far there have been no
major issues with outside authorities.  They seem to ignore us.  The last
video was the consequences of violating Nu City law.  We received a
complete penal code for Nu City, which is the same as for the company.  Any
theft above minor shop-lifting by minors is grounds for termination of
employment.  Fighting that results in serious injury or becomes a habit is
grounds for termination of employment.  All sexual assaults are grounds for
imprisonment.  Any careless act resulting in a death is grounds for
imprisonment.  The manual goes on and on of course.  But those are the
highlights.  Oh, and there are security cameras everywhere to catch any
criminal behavior.  The videos are highly encrypted and only available to
the police and district attorney.  So far as I can tell there has been
nobody sent to prison who was not guilty of the crime they were accused. 
Oh, the prison had only two inmates.  One was guilty of careless actions
resulting in the death of another (she was too busy talking to her
passenger and ran over a pedestrian.  The other was obsessed with a
co-worker who didn't reciprocate his affections.  He didn't take it too
well and now is serving a 30 year sentence for trying to force the
relationship.

   It also seems I was correct in believing the survey we took prior to
being offered jobs was a psych eval to determine our suitability to living
and working here.  Over the years those surveys have gotten much better at
weeding out the undesirable elements of society.  We each give up a little
bit of our freedom when we take those evaluations/surveys.  However, the
results are kept private.  You either pass or you don't work here anymore.
After all we are still living here so we must all have passed every survey
so far.  Those that don't are shown the gate as it were.  All that matters
is that sexual assaults are the lowest anywhere.  Murder is non-existent.
Of course kids will be kids, so every now and then one of them will be
asked to go live with their relatives outside of the city.  Every effort is
exhausted prior to that drastic measure.  Several families have moved out
when one of their children misbehaves to such a degree.  But overall, that
is a small number of cases over three decades of the cities existence.  A
much lower incidence rate than any other city of our size or larger.

   OK, OK.  Enough about mundane corporate matters.  What is it like
working naked?  Let's go back to our first day and that walk around our
city.

   After our shower I reached for Carrie's hand, she opened the door with
her free hand and out we went.  Both of us totally naked, not even shoes.
We didn't need a key or identification either.  Our door and every place we
might want to spend money used bio-metric sensors to identify us.  So
totally naked it was.  Carrie was buzzing with energy.  She really wanted
to be naked and she was only used to being naked with me.  She had never
been naked in front of another person since coming out of diapers, or a
physical examination by a doctor.  Me, I was here for her so whatever she
needed I would provide.  My discomfort was secondary, though embarrassing
and exciting.  We made it to the elevator without meeting anyone.  The ride
down was nerve wracking.  We kept expecting it to stop for more riders. 
When it reached the bottom floor we encountered our first neighbor.  She
just said hello and got on the elevator.  She totally ignored that we were
naked.  Just another day in Nu City it seemed.  Outside we went and the
same thing kept happening.  We encountered dozens if not dozens of dozens
of people and to a person they ignored our nudity as we tried our best to
ignore theirs.

   You might think that a man who was looking to populate a city with naked
people would select them for his idealized version of beauty.  Not so.  We
saw many people that day and they fit all the body types one would find in
any city.  There were large people and small people.  There were people of
many nationalities.  There were beautiful people and average people.  There
were people with ugly scars and people with disabilities.  In short, they
were people.  Some people wore clothes.  I would say about 20% of people
wore some clothing or were completely clothed.  The rest were all naked. 
Not even shoes.  The sidewalks were covered in some material that didn't
absorb or radiate heat so walking barefoot was comfortable.

   We went to a cafe and had dinner.  So surreal eating in a cafe naked
being served by naked servers.  I could see the cook had an apron on but
that seemed to be all she was wearing.  Grease spatters do hurt.  Plus
maybe a health code or two.

   After dinner we continued our walk around the city.  We went to the
mall. Walking around just window shopping and finding out what was
available to us here.  One thing about walking around barefoot is that I at
least wasn't used to it.  I needed a break so I suggested we go into the
movie theater.  Carrie agreed.  So in we went, she picked a comedy.  We
went to our seats and the show began.  Since this was my first movie in a
theater naked I looked around at the other people.  It was like any other
theater.  There was hand holding, and arms around shoulders.  There was
some discrete groping, but nothing that would be considered too sexual in a
darkened room in public.  Probably even less sexual than might be found in
a non-Nu City movie theater.  I attribute this to two things.  First is
that the penalties for misbehavior are severe.  And second is the screening
we all go through.  Lastly the security cameras.

   There was something on my mind that I felt I had to find out.  It is
silly.  I have read that at most if not all nudist resorts, guests are
required to sit on a towel.  I have not seen anyone siting on any towels
yet.  I resolved to ask someone about it.  But not tonight.  Tonight is for
Carrie.  She seems so relaxed now.  This city was made for her and her for
this city.  She loves being naked.  She also loves me.  I can not believe
she would ever betray me.  That may be wishful thinking on my part, but I
don't believe it to be.  I have never seen a happier couple than her
parents.  And my theory is that it is more likely that my marriage will be
forever and monogamous since her parent's marriage has been.  Knowing
Carrie, I don't believe her or anyone else's nudity will influence her to
cheat.  As for me, I know I have a great thing going with Carrie and can't
believe anyone else would be worth ruining it for.

   We continued our night out after the movie.  We had now been out and
about for more than four hours.  It was getting late so we took a lazy
route home trying to not just backtrack our route to here.  It took almost
an hour to get home.  We saw a good bit of the city, but still needed to
study our map of it to truly get our bearings.  Luckily for us our
apartment came fully furnished and hotel room ready.  Therefore we had
little to do at the moment to make our apartment livable.  Of course we
would send for some of our personal possessions soon.  In the meantime we
went to bed, made love again and again, then fell asleep in each others
arms without a top-sheet covering us.  We sleep that way from then to now.
Carrie's love of being naked meant that the temperature in our home was
never below 70 degrees.  It does look odd when you peak into our bedroom,
just a bottom sheet and a few pillows.  (if you go to the department store
to buy bedding you will find more bottom sheets and fewer full sheet sets).

   The next morning we got up, cleaned up, ate breakfast (someone had
stocked our fridge) and then went to the second day of our orientation. 
The second day was spent on a guided tour of the facility.  We saw the
factory floor, the research and design division, loading dock, cafeteria,
medical facility and the executive areas.  I took the opportunity of the
tour to ask my question about towels.  Our guide said that all the surfaces
used a non-toxic bacteria eliminating fabric.  That answered most of my
question.  The second half was "what about sweat".  To which I was informed
that butt sweat wasn't any different than brow sweat and that drips on
everything too.  So we just got used to it and don't sweat it.  That and
every toilet in the city was of Japanese design, which includes a bidet,
dryer and powder function.  All of which made for a very clean butt.  Gotta
laugh at that.

   Our third day of orientation was really just in case we needed it.  We
didn't.  So we were shown our offices.  I was taken to my office first and
then we went to Carrie's office.  She was introduced to her teammates and
supervisor.  After greeting her teammates I left to go back to my office. I
thought showing both of us where we would be working was nice.  We could
find each others workplace now.  We also got each others phone extensions.

   When I got to my desk, I was met by Robin Baker.  She briefed me on my
duties and her expectations.  I was her number three.  The two senior HR
managers above me were close to Robin's age.  I looked into the future and
determined that I may be being groomed to take over HR in several years
time.  This suited me just fine.  I dedicated my energies to learning the
company completely.  I need to learn all the company policies and the why
of them, and the personalities of all the key people.  Most of all I tried
to improve the assessing surveys for prospective and current employees.  In
a normal company I would be busy with hiring and firing personnel.  This is
not a normal company.  Getting people with the correct frame of mind is
vital.  We passed on many upwardly mobile managers throughout the years
because they were unsuitable to our ways.  They would have abused our dress
code and assaulted our employees.  This proved correct when they were hired
by companies with Mailgirl programs.  They instituted policies that
degraded, humiliated and injured the Mailgirls they oversaw.  But that is
another story.

   The phone call home.

   "Carrie, we need to call our parents and let them know about Nu City."

   "I know.  So who has first call?  You or me?"

   "Me." I thought being the man of the family I should show courage in
front of my girl.

   "Hi dad."

   "Hi son.  Honey get on the extension it's Eric."

   "Hi, Honey.  How are you?"

   "I'm fine mom.  Did you know that Carrie also got a job here?"

   "Oh, yes.  She told us, but wanted to surprise you.  I hope you were
pleasantly surprised."

   "Yes mama, I was.  She and I are living together now.  As I expect you
anticipated."

   "Yes dear.  We have known you too were a couple for a long time now. 
And we couldn't be happier for you."

   "Thank you.  Mom, Dad I have to tell you this place is different.  Very
different from any place I have ever heard of.  They call it Nu City.  Do
you know what that means?"

   "Yes dear we do.  Your dad took French in high school.  That and we did
a little internet research on where our only son was working and living."

   "You aren't disappointed in me are you?"

   "No honey.  Truth be told your dad and I have done a bit of naked
recreation ourselves.  And we may again."

   "That is a very large load off my mind.  We have a spare bedroom any
time you want to visit.  Well, I had better hang up now, Carrie needs to
call her folks too."

   We said our good-byes and I passed the phone to Carrie.  She looked
scared.  All I could do was hug her and promise that I was here for her no
matter how the call went.  Carrie took the phone and dialed.

   "Hello mom."

   "Oh hello Carrie.  How are you and Eric doing?"

   "What, you know I am with Eric?  How?  What, I mean..  what.."

   "Pumpkin, don't be silly.  Of course you're with Eric.  You didn't move
to the middle of Nevada just for a job.  You were doing just fine
freelancing."

   "You aren't disappointed in me are you?" Seems I said the same thing to
my folks.

   "No we aren't Pumpkin.  You and Eric have been tied at the hip, and I
assume other places for quite a while."

   "Mom!"

   "Oh, don't getting all prudish on me darling.  Not when I know for a
fact you like running around naked any time you think dad and I aren't
around to see.  And we already know all about that place you're living and
working.  If you don't have a spare room or couch we'll get a hotel and be
out to see you soon."

   "OK mom.  Ah, mom.  How long have you known about me?"

   "Since you were 12 dear.  Don't worry.  We figured you would tell us
eventually.  It is fine."

   Carrie and I planned our wedding for the day after Labor Day.  Our
little joke about not wearing white.  If anyone else got it they didn't
mention it.  This also gave us a few weeks to tell our families that we
were practicing nudists living in a nudist tolerant city.  None of our
guests were required to be naked, that is against policy in the city.  We
invited our families and friends and some new friends from work and such.
We held our wedding in our community center.  We hadn't settled on any
religion, if we ever would.  Not that we were Atheists or anything.  Just
most religions didn't fit our philosophies.  I think the ceremony was nice.
We pledged our undying love to each other, and exchanged rings.  Then our
first married kiss.  Then the fun part, the reception.  Food and dancing. A
bit of drinking too.  Not too much for me, bad for my performance if you
get my drift.  We stayed at the reception for exactly 90 minutes and made
our escape.  Just up to our apartment of course.  I had tried toget Carrie
to go to Hawaii, but she didn't want to go anywhere she had to get dressed.

   She had stopped taking birth control already.  And she had timed our
wedding night to coincide with her fertility.  So no surprise when Sandy
was born in early June the following year.  Carrie stayed off birth control
for the next two years.  Once she had her quota of three children she went
back on birth control.  She devoted her time to her work and raising her
family (me included).  No complaints here.  She makes me a better man.  I
make sure she is happy.  Though that isn't very hard in her case.  She is a
family oriented woman.  Loves the children and me.

   So after Sandy was born, almost a year to the day she gave birth to
Emily.  Emily was born two days before Sandy's birthday.  In later years
Emily would delight in teasing Sandy that they were the same age for those
two days.  Jon was born in late September the following year.

   I can tell you having an infant, a one year old, and a two year old all
at the same time is a lot of work.  That work continued until Jon was four
years old.  By then Sandy was six and in second grade.  Sandy was a very
mature six year old.  She decided that since she was the oldest she would
help mom and me with the young ones.  She began herding them.  Herding them
to do chores around the house.  Herding them to do any homework they might
have, helping them through it when required.  I realized that this helped
her just as much as them.  She was reinforcing those lessons she had when
she was in those grades.  Since the school was very progressive, the grade
levels were somewhat flexible.  Slow or advanced students would be in the
grade level for the subject they were taking.  A six year old might be in a
five year old class for one subject or a ten year old class for another. 
Each child progressed at their best rate of learning.  We looked forward to
our kids having very bright futures if any of the tests were right.  I was
a little worried about them maybe leaving to find work outside of our city.
They had been protected in our almost crime and harassment free city their
whole lives.  Turns out I didn't have to worry.  They grew up, graduated
high school, then college.  Then each was hired by the company.  They met
great mates and started families of their own.  We have grand children now.
Their parents have never left the city.  They are mid-level managers in
different departments.  They never travel to conferences since
teleconferencing is so easy now business travel is almost non-existent.

   Our kids are all in their forties.  Our grand children are all pairing
off with life partners.  None of us has stepped foot outside of the city
since the day Carrie and I first crossed the city gate.  We are all
extremely happy with our partners, work and lives.  Carrie and I will be
retiring soon.  We both did well in our careers and have plenty of money
for our future.  The company continued to buy land around our city
expanding to triple the area.  We will be able to stay in our home forever.
New suburbs were built for the new workers.  I had indeed been promoted to
HR Director when Robin retired.  That was almost forty years ago.  Carrie
continued to be an amazing computer genius and became the senior computer
tech.

   She is still drop dead beautiful.  Not wearing a bra seems to have
strengthened her boob muscles.  I suppose genetics takes some credit too.
Keeping active with the kids and grand kids also keeps her fit.  Me, I swim
a lot.  I like sweets too much, I have to swim laps to burn those calories
away.  Twenty laps in the Olympic sized pool every day keeps the spare tire
away.  We still make love at least once a day.  Even though we are in our
sixties we still manage to have an active sex life.  I hope we continue to
do so until we are struck by lightning while making love on our 100th
anniversary.