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Well it was bound to happen sooner or later, heading downstairs the other night without a worry in the world, halfway down the last flight of stairs when my neighbours boyfriend turns into the doorway and its a glass door, I didn’t see his face but he would have seen everything, alas panic set in and I turned and bolted back upstairs to my unit before his girlfriend could open her door and leave me with nowhere to go. More than a little annoyed that I ran rather than acting as though it was the most normal thing in the world, hmmm, going to have to work on that bit I guess, any suggestions ?

No clothes for a week, I’m sure it’s manageable!

My garage exploits have slowed with the onset of winter, fortunately my local nude beach gets the sun of an afternoon and there is usually some heat in it so still getting my fill of outdoor nakedness, though last night the ole familiar urge hit though middle of winter concrete is awfully cold on the feet so back on the garage I was, with thongs on, it makes you a lot noisier and would have looked daft but at least I was able to satisfy the urge. Still not tired of this AT ALL!