After stepping back from the nudist scene for some years due to health reasons, I feel that I am ready once more to forge ahead. Without going into great detail on this suffice to say that I had packed on a few more pounds than I wanted, and was not comfortable in my new "clothes". Yeah, I know, I'm not supposed to be concerned about that, but I was, so no biggy.

So today I was hanging around the house being the May long weekend and all. My roomate is back on days again and I didn't expect him home until 6 or so. It was only 3:30 so I had lots of time. Not that I mind, he has seen me naked plenty of times and is quite cool with it, I just don't want him to get the wrong idea as we are not a couple. Wouldn't you know it, at 3:45 he comes barging in the back door with a buddy from work, and there I am in all my glory, doing dishes. The freezer conveniently blocked his view from the waist down, but eventually he came up to shake hands at which time I smiled and said "caught me"! He laughed with a comment about me being a nudist or something and that was the end of it. They left quickly and I had a good chuckle.