I agree. That is basically what I did. Growing up, mom and us girls went nude but the guys didn't. Both my sister and I stopped when as we started to develop. A lot of time went by and I started missing being nude at home. I started being nude in my room again.
This thing was, I wasn't totally innocent any more. I wanted to look and SEAM to be all innocently nude, but I really wanted the friends of my dad and brothers, who've seen me nude for years growing up, to see me now all full developed and for me to see their reactions.
I started by wearing less and less in the house. Next came streaking to the laundry room and to the kitchen late at night. I knew it was only a matter of time before I got caught. Since mom always did the same I wasn't worried about her. I wasn't too worried about my brother's either. They got up in the night sometimes but they don't blab. It was my Dad I was worried about. Dad usually went to bed early and for keeps.
Well, Dad was the first to catch me streaking at night. OOPS! Well, actually, he was really cool about it. He just told me I looked beautiful and goodnight hun.
It was one of my brothers that freaked out the first time I plopped on the couch to watch TV with them. Thankfully both my parents chided him and were on my side.
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I agree. That is basically what I did. Growing up, mom and us girls went nude but the guys didn't. Both my sister and I stopped when as we started to develop. A lot of time went by and I started missing being nude at home. I started being nude in my room again.
This thing was, I wasn't totally innocent any more. I wanted to look and SEAM to be all innocently nude, but I really wanted the friends of my dad and brothers, who've seen me nude for years growing up, to see me now all full developed and for me to see their reactions.
I started by wearing less and less in the house. Next came streaking to the laundry room and to the kitchen late at night. I knew it was only a matter of time before I got caught. Since mom always did the same I wasn't worried about her. I wasn't too worried about my brother's either. They got up in the night sometimes but they don't blab. It was my Dad I was worried about. Dad usually went to bed early and for keeps.
Well, Dad was the first to catch me streaking at night. OOPS! Well, actually, he was really cool about it. He just told me I looked beautiful and goodnight hun.
It was one of my brothers that freaked out the first time I plopped on the couch to watch TV with them. Thankfully both my parents chided him and were on my side.