Author: Alexander
Title: Celestine Naked Christmas
Summary: Celestine's Mom sends her to the store Christmas day; she takes
the opportunity for a little naked jaunt
Keywords: F, exhib, public, real

I was thinking all day yesterday (Christmas) about this website and
about being naked.  When my mom said she needed some butter from the store,
I exclaimed, "I'll go!" I didn't have time to plan, and I certainly
couldn't wear my naked coat (that would look suspicious!), but it was in my
apartment anyway.  I hurried out to my car.  I also didn't have time to
find a "good" spot.  I drove slowly down the street toward 7-Eleven trying
to think of what I could do.  It was Christmas afternoon, so no one was out
on the street at all, and I did find a perfect spot.  My parents live in
Sunset, not far from Robert Louis Stevenson Elementary School, at 34th and
Quintara.  On 34th, there is a terrace that is raised a few feet above the
sidewalk, and it has a wall and some bushes.  Standing on the terrace, I
would only be visible from my shoulders up, and if I ducked down I would be
hidden.  And, since the school takes up the whole block, there are only
houses on the East side of 34th.  The terrace is maybe 50 yards up from
Quintara.

   I parked my car and climbed the stairs up to the terrace.  On one side
were the windows of classrooms, and the other side, maybe 20 feet, was the
wall and bushes.  This was really exciting; I don't know why.  This wasn't
my grade school, but somehow the idea of being naked in front of all my
classmates when I was in school was really exciting to me.  I've said
before that I don't remember many naked urges when I was younger, but maybe
this is some vestige of feelings that have been there all along.  Wow, I
would have loved to stand in front of my fourth grade class completely
naked!  For show and tell, stand in front of the black board and say,
"here's what I want to show everyone," and take my clothes off, all the
other boys and girls mesmerized and staring at me.  Uh, how come we never
think of this stuff at the time?

   Standing on the terrace I was completely protected.  Even from the
second floor of the houses across the street, they might sort of be able to
see me, but hardly.  Remembering I didn't have much time, I quickly shed my
clothes, all at once without pausing after every item as I usually do to
savor the step by step process of becoming naked.  I was now standing
completely naked in front of the blank classroom windows on Christmas
afternoon.

   I moved to the north end of the terrace, where it opens up into the
school yard.  It is rimmed on one side by the building and on the other by
those ugly portable trailer-classrooms.  The yard was completely hidden
from view on all sides.  I could run around there all I wanted without ever
being seen.  In fact the only danger of that place would not be someone
seeing me, but that I would not be able to see them.  Someone could come
into the yard without any warning.  I told myself I would definitely have
to come back here.  It was a perfect spot to just Be Naked without any
worry or thrill of being seen.

   But I didn't have much time, and I wanted to do something more.  I
hurried to the south end of the terrace.  I went down the stairs and stood
at the opening in the wall where the stairs hit the sidewalk, and leaned
out and looked up and down, and across the street.  There was no one.  I
stepped out onto the sidewalk and looked up and down.  No one was stirring.
As I said Quintara was just 50 yards down the hill.  I decided to run down
to the corner and back.

   At the corner I had the usual conundrum of the best place to hide--if I
knelt next to the cars, I was exposed on the other side, but across the
sidewalk against the school wall, then I was exposed on the other side. 
But anyway, no one was coming on Quintara (which is a very wide, but only
two-lane street).  I walked straight out onto the Quintara sidewalk.  Still
no one.  I decided just a little farther, and I walked on the cross walk
out into the very middle of Quintara.  I stood in the middle of the
intersection and faced all four directions.  Then I heard a car coming from
the East.  I paused just a couple seconds, daring it to come over the hill,
then ran back to the corner and up a little ways onto 34th.  I knelt next
to the car parked there until it went by, then stood up and walked back to
the terrace.

   This was fun!  The whole thing was only 5 or 10 minutes.  As I was
putting my clothes back on my phone rang; it was my mom, probably wondering
where I was!  I hurried back to the car and sped on to 7-Eleven.  You can
imagine what was going on behind the vacant stare I had all through
Christmas dinner.

   Merry Christmas!
   


  
Celestine Naked Christmas