My neighbors get to see me naked twice a day, if they're looking. And I suppose, if any of you were clever enough and managed to make it to Paris, well, you could too.
I used to live in the basement with windows looking out only to the feet of the trees in my backyard. With the door properly locked, I got used to prancing around nudie-style when I was a teenager. For women, be sure to do this with as few mirrors as possible in the vicinity.
A short while later, I moved to California, where I lived with three other women. At our "getting-to-know-one-another" meeting, where we discussed important household things like who will take care of trash and under whose name we should put the phone bill, Julie said, "Just to let you all know, I walk around naked. Is that going to be a problem?" So, no need for habit-changing there; the prancing and dancing continued. The following year, I moved in with my best friend. In my mind, female best-friendhood is official if one girl is naked, the other walks in on accident and doesn't go "Oh, shit! Dude, I'm so sorry!" but instead just says, "Hey, I'm making some coffee. Want some?" So again, naked was the norm.
In other words, a lot of people have seen me naked - and most of them have not been bedmates. In fact, I can't even know how many people have seen me naked. But I do know that no nameless faceless type has seen as much of my nakedness as my front neighbors in my current apartment. As I am on the sixth floor (seventh in US terms), it really doesn't make a difference: there are two apartments where you can see me - the people living there are not about to come all the way down their stairs, cross the street, and walk up all six of my flights just to let me know they're peeping toms.
The other side of my apartment looks out onto the center "courtyard." No, there are no trees or greenage of any sort - by "courtyard" I just mean a big hole in the middle of a building with two sections. Very French. Mine is very gray, ugly, and generally dismal. On the opposite side of the courtyard is a hotel. I see naked people in there all the time. I sometimes wonder if they realize that those of us on the opposite side of the courtyard can see them. There's something about being in a hotel...as if they all believe they're wearing special only-in-a-hotel protective shields that allow them to be naked all the time with the curtains open. Either that, or more people than I ever thought possible walk around naked just as much - if not more - than I do.
One time, I saw the guy across the street give a strip tease to his girlfriend/wife/mistress. And then I saw the two of them stumble into the bedroom, where the curtains were closed and the lights were off. And then I saw them come back out five minutes later. She promptly started mopping.
So whatever - I'm comfortable with seeing other people in the buff, as long as we don't have to confront one another about it. Don't act like you're any less of a voyeur than I am - you would totally look, too. Maybe not with binoculars (NO, I don't own any...) but you would at least take a peak.
I'm also comfortable with people seeing me in the buff, as long as I'm not aware of it, and that none of the pictures are later used for blackmailing or sold to porn magazines.
However, it really does kinda freak me out when I see two adolescent boys waiting across the way at their windowsill for the act to begin. If they just happen to stumble across it, fine. But waiting? Should I start charging admission?
charge admission...definitely.
;-)
jen
http://j-mo.com
Charging admission would be a good money maker.......
I find nothing wrong with nudity nor the observance of someone in the nude. It is healthy. I go around nude often, much to the delight of my wife. It is natural and natural never hurts unless you bump something.
I'm jealous of your comfortable nudie roommate situations. I spend most of my time unclothed, too - it's one of the reasons that I really, really want people to call before they come over - because if they just show up, I'm likely to be naked.
Watch out for National Geographic photographers. They have an odd fetish for naked people going about life in their respective natural habitats.
I was after my wife to share nudism with me on occasion. Strip poker on Fri. night with the loser staying nude all weekend. She was reluctant but agreed although she did not like losing.
She turned the tables this spring with the suggestion that I should "go naked" all summer. We live in Florida so that comes out to about five and a half months. This is the end of June so I am well into it with three and a half months to go. The rule is 100% nude 100% of home time. Most of the time I like it, but sometimes I feel a little awkward or silly. She got very upset on the few occasoins that I tried to wear clothes. Sometimes I feel like I got more than I bargained for.
Lately there have been a couple of occasions when neighbors were in the backyard adjacent to our privacy fence. Nope, no clothes allowed! if I want to be a nudist I'm not allowed any modesty at this point. In fact, she's thinking of who to invite over for cockail and dinner parties to share this with.
Final note; it's not all non sexual. I'm finding that total nudity is very stimulating overall for the libido.
Michael
I thought walking around nude would be cool. It is. walk around outside naked and i get 74 honks from 5 different cars. But so what. Im naked and they cant stop me. im naked and it feels so good.