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 ï>¿Sarah - written by Sarah I sort of weened my parents on to the idea that
i was a nudist and you wouldn't believe how supportive they were!  I'll
just tell you the whole story of my becoming a nudist (and I'd love to hear
yours).  I had been interested in it for a long time.  I started sleeping
nude at about 11 or 12 because it was so comfortable.  My door has a lock
on it so i was never caught.  This led to me wanting to be naked in other
situations.  Right around that time was when we were starting to be forced
to change for gym class.  I never had any problem with this and even used
it as a venue to explore nudism.  Almost all of the other girls would
change into/out of their bras under their shirts and change their shirts
with thier backs to everyone.  Some girls even went so far as to bring
towels for when they had to remove their bottoms too.  I thought this was
pretty silly.  I mean, we barely even had boobs back then!  Well, at first
i admit to fit in i did the same.  pretending i was ashamed of my body like
the other girls.  but after a wile i got sick of the charade and while
talking to my friend (i think it was my friend suzie, but i don't really
remember) i just whipped off my shirt, unclasped my training bra, and
slipped it off without even breaking into my sentence.  needless to say i
got some stares so i figured, what the heck, might as well go all the way
so off the rest came too.  after a few days i got some questions about it
and just responded with "we're all girls, it's no big deal" eventually a
few other girls followed suit (or lack of suit, hehe) and by the end of the
semester, almost everyone would change at least their tops openly.  it was
no big deal and we got the job done quicker.  After such a positive, I was
hooked.  i started walkinga round the house naked when my paretns and
brother were out (which was to say not often) and even made a few outings
(mostly just skinny dipping in our pool at night).  As I'm sure you know,
while i love to be naked, i need to be barefoot.  i can'te ven remember the
last time i've warn socks or close toe shoes.  anyway, at about the age of
14, i was at a slumber party (4 girls including me) and we were painting
each other's toe nails (each girl would put her foot on the leg of the
person to their right and you'd paint the toes of the girl to your left).
well, we were just sitting there talking about whatever and my friend
(marissa) was telling a story about something and at one part she said her
parents were expecting company so she went upstairs to go put on socks.  i
was totally confused but the other girls didnt' seem to be, so i said
"what? why?" marissa said "your parents let you stay barefoot in front of
company?" and another girl chimed in with "are you kidding?  when isn't
Sarah barefoot?" at this point i was so confused.  "you mean you're parents
make you put on socks whenever company comes over?" and she said "not all
the time.  if it's just a neighbor or something they don't care but they
say it's rude to be barefoot in front of guests you don't know well" So i
said something to the affect of "wow, i'm glad i don't live in your house.
I hate wearing socks" and another girl said "well, you're lucky your
parents let you stay barefoot all the time.  mine make me wear socks
sometimes too." and someone else said "yeah, you'r parents are so cool.  i
bet they let you do whatever you want." I'm sure you can imagine what went
through my head at that point.  SO i was determined to test the limitations
of my parents "coolness".  The next day was saturday which means my dad
took my brother to his baseball game.  Perfect.  That day I came downstairs
wearing some jean shorts and my bra.  my mom asked me where my shirt was
and i said i couldn't find a clean one and went to watch TV.  after a few
minutes, i took the shorts off and sat their in only a white bra and
knickers.  my mom passed through the living room and didn't really say
anything.  SO far so good.  So after a little while still, i slipped the
bra off hid it under my chair (a big, black leather comfy chair, i might
add.  i love that chair).  after like 20 minutes or so my mom came through
again and gave me a funny look.  "I was hot" i told her and she just
laughed so I asked "this is ok?" I'll never forget her response as long as
I live as it is probably the best sentence I've ever heard.  She said
"Honey, you can go completely naked for all I care." YES!  EXPRESS VERBAL
PERMISSION!  I thought this was too good to be true so i said "Really?" and
she just chuckled again saying "of course.  we're all family." I sitll
didn't believe her.  SO i called her bluff!  I stood up slowly eying her
the whole time waiting for her to break out laughing.  She didn't.  So i
turned my back to her and put my thumbs in the sides of my knickers.  I
slid them down just and inch exposing my tan line and probably a little
bit...well, cleavage.  "last chance.  if you're joking, say so now" she
just smiled.  Here goes, i thought and i slowly slid my knickers down,
bending over.  I paused when i reached my toes and looked up and back at my
mom.  Still nothing.  It was all so overwhelming and lasted what seemed
like an hour.  However it was probably only like four seconds.  I suddenly
realized that for that 4 seconds i was totally mooning my mom (and as far
down as i can go, i was probably showing her more than just my bare ass) so
i quickly stood up, took a deep breath, and turned around.  "feel better?"
she asked me and I gave a quick nod and she just laughed and walked out of
the room.  it took me a minute but i finally realised what happened.  I was
officially a nudist!  I giggled and pranced around the room a few times (at
first i didn't realize what our big glass doors facing the back offered my
neighbors as far as a view.  After a moment of giggling like a maniac, i
sat back down.  The leather felt cool against my bare bum, but i was
comfortable.  I turned off the TV and pulled the recliner lever and just
started thinking about what all this meant.  after a few minutes i heard
the sound of my mom's bare feet on tile and she came in and i sort of
repositioned myself so she wouldn't be looking right down my vagina.  "it's
ok honey, we're all family and we're both girls" and I just sort of smiled,
still very uncomfortable.  it went on like that for like 20 minutes as my
mom passed through the living room (our house is set up so that the living
room is like the center of everything.  it's a pain in the ass when it
comes to watching TV as people are always walking through).  I flicked the
TV back on and the last time she came through she was wearing her bath
robe. She grabbed my big toe and kind of shook it a bit saying "hey, i'm
going to jump in the shower but first i want tos how you something, so when
you get to a commercial break, come back to my room.  Not long after a
commercial came so i headed back to my mom's room.  she wasn't there so i
called her name.  "In here!  C'mon in!" she called, her voice coming from
the bathroom.  I opened the door and couldn't believe what i saw.  My mom
was standing there completely naked!  before i could say anything she said
"see?  i've got them too.  now relax!  i know you've been wanting to do
this for a while." "what?  how?" i asked shakily.  I was still kind of
nervous standing there talking to my mother completely starkers.  "your
night gowns" she said "you always took them out like you had worn them but
they were never wrinkled like they would be if you actually wore them to
bed.  plus, Dad caught you skinny dipping a few times but we didn't want to
embarass you." this was a bit much for me and i started to cry a little
bit. "mom, i'm a nudist" i said guiltily.  Do you know how my sweet (naked)
mother responded?  She gave me a big hug and said "it's ok sweetie.  don't
appologize or anything.  just be yourself." She also talked to me about how
i should be careful when i'm nude so that i don't offend anyone or put
myself in a dangerous position.  we talked for about 10 minutes and in that
time, i totally forgot i was naked!  It was like the most natural thing in
the world.  Eventually, though, my mom said "well i'm glad we did this. 
Now if you'll excuse me, i am not a nudist and would like to take a shower
and get dressed." I gave her a big huge and said "thank you mom." How many
parents would do that for their kid?  Strip completely naked just to make
them comfortable.  My dad was similarly supportive, but he was a bit more
protective of me.  He didn't want me to be nude around any of my guy
friends (didnt' want me nude around my brother at first but my mom
convinced him it was harmless) and certainly not if they were having
company (hehe, they said i could still be barefoot in front of anyone, i
asked just to spite marissa and i teased her about it later).