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http://nudeinsf.com/yabb/YaBB.pl Nude in San Francisco Message Boards >> Naked Stories >> Cathy's House http://nudeinsf.com/yabb/YaBB.pl?num=1349644121 Message started by Cathy on 10/07/12 at 14:08:41 |
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Title: Cathy's House Post by Cathy on 10/07/12 at 14:08:41 Hooked6 told us once the reason for his elaborate disclaimer and I completely agree with him. Here is my own version of it so that I can keep away from anyone getting hurt or disappointed, including myself. This is a fictional story based on some facts but unconnected to reality. I do not personally know any of the individuals that I may write about and I have no intention to portray any knowledge of them or their characters. I hope you enjoy it. Cathy Most of you know that I live in a rural farming community in Iowa. My house is on the outskirts of town and sits on about 40 acres of rolling land with its own little forest. I often have a girlfriend or two living with me for various periods of time and sometimes I am alone in the house. I recently finished my Master’s degree from a very liberal Christian seminary. Before attending the seminary I completed my first Master’s degree at NYU in New York City. I am a well educated, natural blonde so I really don’t fit the “blonde” mold. I also dye my hair from time to time. Also not fitting any molds are my breasts. They are so small I rarely need to wear a bra and I very often don’t. I generously call them B-Cups, but they really are roomy in a B, sigh! My house is a rather large Victorian with four bedrooms, three baths, finished basement and attic, and a wrap around porch on three sides. The entire property is fenced it, even the woodland and the pastureland. My dad inherited the property from his family and even though he is still alive (thankfully – I love him dearly!) he gave the property to me when I entered the seminary. He knows that I love it and will take good care of it. He graduated from same seminary decades ago. It can be quite secluded here at times. Just so you won’t worry, I have a state-of-the-art alarm system in place. If anything unusual happens a signal is received by the security company and all Hell breaks loose. I know, it accidentally happened a few times. The company is very good about it; they understand that their clients often do things that are foolish. And, there will be a little something “extra” in the monthly bill. My family is Wiccan, not Christian as you might have guessed. Pagans have ethics, moral codes and scruples, and jobs just like everyone else. Many Christians paint us as devil worshippers and worse, but we are not. Actually, the devil is a Christian invention. There has never been an evil spirit in Pagan theology, ever. If you look in the Bible, the temptation of Christ in the desert, a reference is made to, “The Adversary.” In Jewish theology, the Adversary is very much like the prosecuting attorney. It is his job to make sure that when you say something, you really mean it. As if to say, “Are you sure you want this…?” At age 28 I am a Priestess in my faith and able to impart my Pagan Tradition on to others, if they request our instruction. The front of my house faces east and is about forty feet from the street. I’ve planted a lovely garden from the house to the front fence. My neighbors on either side are each about a block away. The area is not busy and most residential with the farms bordering most of the properties. A while ago I shared with you a story about an art major girlfriend of mine who painted a cute little bikini on my hot little feminine body. This enabled me to prance around outside totally naked, even in the front of the house. I made a point of spending a lot of time out there just because I could! I enjoyed a wonderful spring and summer this year and accomplished a lot of planting, trimming and generally hanging out. My favorite times are spent in the back of the house. I often borrow a horse from a friend and ride out there. Once I am out of sight, so are my clothes. You see. I love being naked, all the time. I have a small lake that borders my land so I often go there to swim. More often than not, I am alone and can have fun by myself or with a few friends. Once a few years ago, a niece of the owner of the adjacent property was visiting and had found the lake. In a funny turn of events, I caught her skinny dipping and we became fast friends when I startled her while totally naked myself. We had a lot of fun in the water that day and many other days after that, until she had to go back home to Minnesota. She came back each summer for the past few years and I enjoyed her company this year as well. We both hope that she will inherit that property so that we can be cozy neighbors. Years ago I found a clearing in the woodsy portion of the land and planted perennial flowers there that favor shade. I built a bench and put some garden gargoyles there to “ward off the evil spirits” and make it a place where I can go to worship the divine as I wish to, naked of course. You may assume that I am always naked back there. There is no need for clothes when the weather is warm so I prefer to leave them well behind. I often bring my Wiccan friends back there so we can hold our Sabbats and Full and New Moon Circles. I’ve had as many as thirty women and men back there to celebrate one Sabbat or another. It is a very sacred place for me so I use it only for real worship. I have a far corner of my land that borders a fairly busy road. Years ago my dad built a tree house way up in one of the trees that overlooks that road. One Halloween (we call it Samhain – pronounced Sau-when) I painted my nude body with dark grey body paint from head to toe and all the nooks and crannies for a ritual my Wiccan friends wanted to perform in my sacred space. After the celebration and my friends went home or to parties, I went to my tree house, still naked, of course. Before climbing the rope ladder that my dad made, I stood next to the tree looking out onto the road, kind of daydreaming and thinking about the Sabbat we just celebrated. Suddenly, a car whizzed past me and the headlights shone on me full on! Whoever was in that car saw a dark gray, naked female in the woods. I heard brakes screeching the car to a stop. Not being too slow witted or of foot, I scrambled up the ladder pulling it up behind me after getting to the relative safety of the platform. I cowered on the floor of the tree house watching through the cracks at the couple looking for the apparition they both saw moments ago. They finally gave up after not finding me. Whew, that was close and really unintended! But I still laugh about it and wonder if I have to courage to do that again, this time on purpose. I will keep this going if you all want me to; just let me know. I love my home and my “backyard” and to me it really is a sacred space. |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by nude_in_wpg on 10/07/12 at 20:10:32 Good start...I love the "clothes are unnecessary, so don't bother wearing tham" attitude. Wish I could do more of that outside the privacy of my own home. |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by George on 10/07/12 at 22:42:07 Sounds like a great place to enjoy being naked whenever you want Cathy. I hope you'll keep this thread going and tell us more about your naked wonderland. |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Naked Jaybird on 10/08/12 at 12:57:18 Good stuff! |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Hooked6 on 10/11/12 at 17:13:13 CONGRATULATIONS on your recent completion of your degree! I know that you have been working on this for some time. Good luck with your future endeavors. I guess that means I won't be spotting you naked in the college Library any more huh? As for your post . . . all I can say is VERY NICE!!! Thanks for sharing!! Hooked6 |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by nudistwalker on 11/03/12 at 10:17:38 Cathy, I always enjoy hearing about you and your friends and experiences. Your place sounds wonderful. If you ever need an older man to be a temporary gardener/ caretaker let me know, I would love to come visit. I encourage you to just go for it and work totally nude in the garden and around the yard. Best regards, Josh |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Cathy on 11/03/12 at 12:33:43 Reposted from another nudeinsf thread: My garage is located at the end of a driveway that leads to the back of my house. Over the summer I replaced the fascia on the doors with some help from a friend. The last step was to put a rubber gasket on the very bottom of each door. Well, I did one of them this morning – completely naked, except for sandals. It was a bit chilly here in Iowa and my nipples were completely puckered. My cute little ass was cold too. I have two garage doors and I was too cold to finish the other door so I will have to back out there later. Hopefully it will be a bit warmer later today or tomorrow. |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Cathy on 11/04/12 at 20:10:08 The weather was warmer here today so I went out to the garage and finished adding the gasket to the second door. Naked. Using a power tool. Nude. Did I tell you that I wasn’t wearing any clothes? At all? Love, Cathy |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by nudistwalker on 11/04/12 at 20:57:49 Glad to hear it was warmer. I was worried about those cute little buns of yours. Need a hand? |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Cathy on 12/20/12 at 16:52:56 nudistwalker wrote:
A hand could be fun. Is it possible for you to choose a gender in your profile? I kinda like to know if you have a hairy hand or a hand with longish fingernails. Love, Cathy |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Cathy on 05/19/13 at 08:15:25 The weather here is finally getting warmer and I have been feeling the urge to venture outside into my sacred space for quite a while. I received a note from the niece of the owner of the adjacent property that she is planning to be here for the summer and asking if I will be home. Of course I told her that, except for s few camping trips (which she is welcome to join us for) I will be home all summer. Yummy! I look forward to spending lots of time with her. She is an interesting young woman and I like being with her. All the more so since she feels the same way I do about clothes - we don't need them or want them! She has a heart-shaped beauty mark on her right breast, near her areola. I promised her that over the course of our friendship I will make it fade away. I always keep my promises. Maybe I should look for another one somewhere else as well? Today is a beautiful day and I am planning to take a long, nude, walk through my woods before the bugs get too frisky. I want to visit my treehouse too. I had some fun there a while back, you may remember. I am feeling so naughty today! Love, Cathy |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Hooked6 on 05/19/13 at 09:44:02 Cathy wrote: "I am planning to take a long, nude, walk through my woods before the bugs get too frisky." Lucky Bugs!!! It's great to see you posting again. Your neighbor sounds like the perfect person to spend some time with. I DO hope you'll keep us posted about any "fun things" that the two of you get up to (respecting her privacy of course). Hooked6 |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by George on 05/19/13 at 10:57:13 Hope you'll be sharing your naked summer with us here Cathy - I'm looking forward to hearing all about it. The weather's warming here too and I've had one great day gardening naked so far and looking forward to some lovely long walks as well. George |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Cathy on 05/31/13 at 18:44:01 The weather has been so changeable here lately but we did have a few beautiful days last week here in my neck of the woods. Yesterday I threw all caution to the wind and took off to spend as much of the day as possible in my back yard, which you may remember is a bit over forty acres of woods and some small fields and a lake, which borders the adjacent property. I packed some food and beverages in my backpack, threw some sunscreen into one of the side pockets, my hiking sandals were on my feet and nothing, not a stitch, was on my ass. Yep, I was naked, nude, bare-assed, starkers! All day. I was ready for my day in the back woods. I walked out the back door, past the garage and the patio, and into the woods a short distance away from my house. My nipples were taut in anticipation of a fun time in my sacred space – my woods. After a short while my skin glistened with a fine coating of sweat from the mild exertion; I walk kind of fast. My leg muscles rippled I reached a steady stride and my little breasts rose and fell with each breath. I could see the tissue beneath my pale breast-skin jiggle slightly and sway just a bit as my heels struck the earth. I could feel a brisk breeze on my freshly shaved mound and between my legs, reaching places where I haven’t felt that sensation in several months. I am in good shape since I workout at least three or four times each week at a local gym and I do martial arts occasionally as well. I have a black belt in two disciplines and my workout partner is one of my closest friends. When we spar we go at it all the way, especially at the end since the floor of my workout room is padded and we are both totally naked. I hope your imagination is running wild right about now. The path from my house leads into the woods, past a clearing where I have my Wiccan rituals and down to the lake that lies between my property and my neighbor’s land. A branch on the path leads to the stand of tall oaks that run along side the county road way in the back of my property line. That is where my dad built a tree house for me when I was a kid. And that is where I startled a young couple as they were driving by one Samhain night (Halloween) a few years ago. You may remember that dark night, I was painted with dark grey body paint, small feminine antlers on my head (and wearing nothing else!) after our celebration in the clearing. I wandered off to the line of oaks to decompress a bit after an intense ritual and I was leaning against one of the trees kind of daydreaming when suddenly a car drove by rather quickly and caught me dead square in their headlights, looking like an eerie apparition, no doubt. They screeched to a halt and a man and a woman got out of the car to look for me. Not wanting to get caught I scrambled up the rope ladder to the safety of my tree house, pulled up the ladder and held my breath as best I could while they searched in vain down below. I wonder what stories they are telling about this! Back to the present, I wanted to explore the whole property so I skirted around the perimeter, being more careful near the oaks and the county road, before heading into the interior of the land and over near the lake. I wanted to spend some time in the water and sunning myself on the small beach. That is where I met the neighbor’s niece a few years ago. She was skinny dipping in the lake and didn’t see or hear my approach until it was too late. Fortunately for her, I was also naked which made it easier to approach her once she saw me. We spent an enjoyable summer getting to know each other, rather well, I might add. I meandered over to the infamous road, this time in broad daylight. I knew that there might be cars racing up and down that road so I was careful to stay mostly out of sight from the asphalt. It was fairly easy since the growth back there is nice and lush, just like my pubic hairs before I shaved them. I am a natural blonde (no jokes please – I am not a typical blonde!) and had a nice, thick tangle of yellow pubic bush. I used to love to have it combed out and trimmed by lovers; it added to the fun and excitement of our playing. After hiking past the road and my tree house headed over to the lake and the beach. As expected it was deserted and after looking around and making my inspection, I laid a lightweight blanket on the ground and started spreading the sunscreen all over my glowing skin. I spread the cream everywhere. The word, “Everywhere,” means that I didn’t miss anything. The creamy sauce was cool to my skin and my little rosebud puckered when the cool oil made contact. I was getting so horney! I was wondering how long I cold last before I had to take care of some personal business? As it turned out, not too long. Within a few minutes of laying down I was busy bringing myself to peak after peak until I just couldn’t stand it anymore and I let the powerful waves take me (oh yes, take me!) along their inexorable path to Nirvana. I took a slow leisurely swim in the water, letting the cold water wash over me to prolong the chills of sexual excitement. Getting back to the blanket I dried off and enjoyed some food and a juice beverage. I took a short nap in the warm sun and felt wonderful upon waking. This was turning out to be a stellar day! When the sun touched the tops of the trees in the west I started to gather my things and picked up the spent food containers for their proper disposal. I headed back to the house for a shower and a second date with someone I knew from my seminary days. I wondered how far we would go that evening? Maybe I will tell you next time? |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by George on 06/01/13 at 10:33:46 What a great day Cathy, your skill in writing about it really brings it alive in my head. I wonder who may have walked by and enjoyed the view while you were sleeping after your swim. I'd like to hope someone did ;) |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Hooked6 on 06/01/13 at 17:38:11 I can just picture you once again wearing grey paint and antlers! What a sight you must have been to that poor confused couple that dark evening. Would love to hear more to your current post about what happened that recent evening. Hooked6 |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Cathy on 06/01/13 at 20:40:06 Hooked6 wrote:
Hey there, Hooked, Do you mean my date or the ritual leading up to my startling a poor, hapless couple on the road? Love, Cathy |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Hooked6 on 06/02/13 at 04:11:52 Cathy wrote:
Hey there, Hooked, Do you mean my date or the ritual leading up to my startling a poor, hapless couple on the road? Love, Cathy[/quote] I meant the date . . . but now that you mention it any additional detail about your paint/antler experience would be most interesting to read as well (if that doesn't violate any confidentiality of your ritual as I don't wish for you to place yourself in an awkward position.) That said, I can also see a great fictional story coming out of that experience as well adding detail about the "great escape" from the tree house and what that couple might have thought witnessing such a sight. The mind boggles at the prospect. (LOL) It's always a pleasure reading your posts. Hooked6 |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Cathy on 06/02/13 at 06:17:13 Hooked6 wrote:
Hi Hon, I will try to answer both questions for you but it may take a day or two. Please know that we really don't talk about our rituals with Muggles (I am sure you know what that means, lol) but I can give you some details that will answer your questions and provide some interesting bits for your creative writing. Love, Cathy |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Hooked6 on 06/02/13 at 07:42:48 Cathy wrote: " Please know that we really don't talk about our rituals with Muggles (I am sure you know what that means, lol) but I can give you some details that will answer your questions." Actually I meant AFTER your ritual concluded and you were on your way back and what the encounter was like and AFTER you climbed down from your tree house and went home. If you could fill in some detail other than what you have written about that would be a treat. Hooked6 |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Cathy on 06/02/13 at 14:01:16 Hi George, It is highly unlikely that anyone casually walked by. I live in a conservative, rural, farming community and the lovely people here really do respect property rights and boundaries. I have never seen any strangers walking on my property in all the time my family has owned it, and that is a long time. If I thought that I would be caught naked so easily I would never have let myself fall asleep, even for a short time. Nice thought though! Love, Cathy |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Cathy on 06/02/13 at 16:56:10 In response to Hooked's questions I wanted to add some more information for your reading pleasure. First the date. John is a smart young guy with whom I attended a few classes at the Seminary from which I recently graduated. We started dating simply to get to know each other a bit better. He really struggled with me as a Pagan/Wiccan attending a Christian, albeit, very liberal Seminary. He is part of a fairly conservative denomination. His fear was that we are the children of the devil and that we wanted to “know the enemy” so we could defeat them and help bring about the rule of Satan. For a good number of reasons, this is just silly. The devil is a Judeo/Christian construction. Actually, the reference in your Bible to “The Devil,” comes from the passage where Jesus was fasting in the desert and encountered, The Adversary.” The Adversary in Jewish theology was more like a prosecuting attorney in our civil and criminal trials. The prosecutor is there to prove that you committed a crime, that you were not actually where you said you were at the time you said you were in your alibi. The Adversary’s job is to ask the question, “Are you sure you really want to do this…?” Whatever “This” is that you said you wanted. Free will plays into this concept as well and it gets very complicated from here on in so I won’t try to give you or the readers here a theology lesson. You really want to think about me naked or something like that. Well, to continue, in an effort to know me and my religious faith better we started meeting in the library, then outside the library as our discussions became a bit heated. We stuck with it though and came to a sort of mutual respect. Sort of. He still thinks that everyone needs to be saved and I don’t. Even the Bible mentions, The Other People, in Genesis. I keep reminding him that I am from The Other People. If he needs to be saved, fine. I don’t. We through that since we were getting along so well, and our discussions were getting to be a lot of fun, we thought that maybe we should go out and have a good time as well. Kind of like mixing business with pleasure. He tries to convert me and I get to go dancing or a movie or a concert or a theatrical production with someone who is cultured enough to enjoy it. He is working as a junior Minister in a local church so the last thing he needs in his life is a scandal by having a “thing” with a Pagan/Wiccan Priestess. That is a nice way of telling you that we didn’t go very far. He genuinely likes me but I think that his mind is too small. Simply put, his God fits in a box. Mine doesn’t. The Samhain ritual is a bit more complicated and like I said in a different post, we really don’t talk about our rituals with those who need a lot more context in order to understand them. What I will tell you is what the Sabbat and ritual mean for me. After all, I can only speak for myself. Samhain is pronounced, Sau-when. Not Sam-Hain as most people think, probably because they simply don’t know. This Sabbat celebrates death, just as Beltane, six months earlier, or six months later, celebrates life. In Wicca and Paganism in general, we really celebrate balance. We believe that there is balance everywhere, the universe, the earth, our lives. Unfortunately, not everyone actually practices balance in everyday living. If we did, maybe the world would be a better place to live in. Personally, I don’t believe that there is a Deity that gives a rip about our lives. There is no one “up there” to hear our prayers, much less answer them with loving kindness. My father is a Vietnam Vet and while he does not talk about any of his experiences as an Infantry man over there, he did tell us that no one answered any of the cries and prayers of the guys, on both sides, who were hideously killed in the battles he was part of. Men start their own wars and there is no God, god, or goddess to save them from themselves. We must do it on our own and we haven’t figured it out yet. Nor, will we ever as long as there are people who lust for money. Before you brand me an atheist please know that I do believe in some pervasive creative force in the universe. I call that force the divine because I don’t have any other language to describe it. I will tell you all right now, that while I believe that money is necessary as a medium of exchange, it is not my god and I will never worship at its altar. I prefer to worship the beauty of the earth and way beyond that, the universe. Each holds more secrets for us to discover and I am eager to marvel at the tenderness of a woman’s love for her child and the symmetry in every flower and every snowflake. Okay, on to more racy thoughts. That’s what you are here for, right? After the Samhain ritual most of us hung around and sat by the campfire. It was a pretty intense ritual and all of us wanted to decompress a bit. Our rituals tend to be transformative in some way and so we talk about what some of the aspects of the ritual drama might have meant. All of us were still naked as we sat and talked or walked around in pairs or threes. You might think that these ceremonies are highly sexual, but you’d be wrong. Yes, Beltane is all about sex and procreation but Samhain is the opposite. Okay, we are nude and it’s nice to look at naked people, but we can have sex anytime, we don’t need a Wiccan ritual for that. Pagans actually have ethics and morals; surprising, I know! Having made sure that the fire was out, the ritual tools put away and the sacred space cleaned up and put back in order, everyone left for home or parties (after putting on their clothes before leaving my property.) The night was still a bit warm, with a nice cool breeze, so I thought I would stay outside a bit longer. I took the long path to the lake which meandered over by the oaks and the county road. There was a nice breeze rustling the leaves in the trees and making a whooshing sound. I paused to lean on one of the trees and looked out over the road. I was in kind of a dream state and not really paying attention to the world around me. That’s when it happened. The sound of the wind masked the sound of the car rushing along the road, people no doubt going home from a Halloween party. I was completely visible from the road as the car came around the bend and for a few precious seconds my naked, grey painted body with short antlers protruding from my head was clearly visible to the passengers of the vehicle hurling itself through time and space directly toward me. Just like a deer in the headlights, my tiny little headlights were pointing directly at them. As the car completed its turn along the curve of the road I was in utter darkness. I heard the car screech to a halt and not waiting for polite conversation, I bolted; yes, just like a deer in the woods. Luckily, the rope ladder to my tree house was only a few short feet way and I was up it like a shot, pulling it up as soon as I made the top. The floor of the structure is solid and there were few cracks in the floorboards but I found one and pressed my eye to it to watch the man and woman search for me in the area around the oaks. They shone the flashlight upwards a few times but fortunately did not see the tree house floor. It would have been difficult for them to get up here but it would have explained a few things for them. Alas for them, that was not to be. Since I do not know the couple and I could not get a good look at them, I can’t even guess what they might have thought. What they saw was a slender female form, dark grey in color, hair (also painted grey) curly and looking much like an Afro with short grey antlers pointing upward and outward, facing them from the woods, who completely disappeared immediately after being bathed in bright light and then swathed in total darkness. What would you think? I would love to know what you would think and do after seeing such an apparition on Halloween. Please share! After the couple left and I heard the car drive away I lowered the ladder and climbed down to Mother Earth. My heart was beating very rapidly, as you might imagine. I walked back to the ritual area; everyone was long gone and I sat on one of the logs around the now quiet bonfire. I had a lot to think about; the amazing ritual I had been a part of, my friends who were here this evening taking part in the ceremony, the “Deer in the headlights” event just a few minutes ago. My mind was racing as fast as my heart was beating. I was tired, mentally and physically and emotionally spent. It was time for bed. I stood, grounded myself for a moment, then walked slowly back to my house. I slipped off my antlers, the only item I was wearing since around noon today, or actually, yesterday; it was now 1:40am Central Time. I stepped into the downstairs shower stall and rinsed off the grey body paint, toweled off and fell into bed. I think I was asleep before hitting the pillow. I next thing I remember was waking up with the morning sun shining through my bedroom window. When I ventured out the next day I picked up the local paper and read the bold print headline. The only item not mentioned was my name! |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by George on 06/03/13 at 22:54:42 What a thrill that would have been to read about your naked self in the morning paper Cathy. I'll bet that started your day with a buzz! I doubt you'd have had that pleasure if it had been me who saw you though - I have little but contempt for the small-mindedness of the local media. I can't be sure what I'd have done if I was in that car, but I like to think I'd have made the same fruitless search, but on finding nothing just sat in silence in the darkess, letting my eyes adjust and opening my other senses to see, feel, smell and hear whatever was there. I'd have undressed before making a much more thorough search of the woods. Maybe at the end, heading back to my clothes and my car, I'd have looked up and with my night-eyes fully adjusted, seen your treehouse. Who knows what would have happened when I climbed up to find you, naked and nervous (or maybe bare and brassy?) in the treehouse. I hope we'd have walked the woods again together, enjoying the night air on our naked bodies, maybe taken a swim in the lake together. Would we have made love on the banks while we dried off? Well, maybe but I doubt I'm have made the first move for fear or spoiling a perfect night. Would you have? |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Cathy on 06/17/13 at 17:18:39 Hello Dear George, You may have forgotten that I mentioned in my various posts here that I have a black belt in two martial arts forms. Also, before working on my M.Div., I earned a master's degree at NYU in New York City. In short, I am fairly fearless and proficient in protecting myself. Not knowing you or your intentions, it may have been a very interesting, albeit, short meeting. Don't worry though. Now I know you a bit better. Love, Cathy |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by George on 06/19/13 at 22:37:08 Cathy wrote:
You're right Cathy, I'd forgotten about the martial arts (sorry!)....it could have been fun being made short work of by you though and I'm sure you wouldn't have done me any lasting harm. |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Cathy on 04/02/14 at 14:08:27 Hi Everyone! It is in the fifties in my neck of the woods in rural Iowa and my “backyard” is thawing. I ventured outside naked this morning to walk to the garage to fetch a book I left on the back seat the night before. My backyard is about 40 acres of semi wooded land. It was still a bit chilly at the time and my nipples were quite puckered. It felt great to have the breeze caress my skin, especially in my secret places. Later this spring I will have my artist girlfriend paint a bikini on my sweet body. Then I can tend the garden in front of my house totally naked as I have done for the past two years. Good thing I have small breasts so that it really looks as if I am wearing something. Last year I glued some strands of matching yarn to my hips and between my breasts so that if anyone saw me they would see the bows blowing in the wind. I feel so naughty! |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Hooked6 on 04/03/14 at 15:35:49 "I feel so naughty" You feel naughty because you ARE naughty - you wonderful tease, you! Thank you for that visual. Hooked6 |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Vin on 04/03/14 at 19:59:38 Cathy, Indeed. Thank you for the image! This website should pay you for retaining those of us who haven't yet dropped out. :) I wonder if anyone here knows some Government satellite people who can zoom in on you and get some good pictures for us ... Also wonder if anyone has heard of a book "Triangle. Vietnam. Love" that was released/leaked very briefly last year. I don't remember, it was in PDF and Kindle format, I think, and the Kindle format was "disappeared" almost immediately. The story was military/fiction/sex, but it had stuff that would seem right at home on this site. Again, thank you for keeping this site somewhat alive! |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Naked Jaybird on 04/24/14 at 19:49:06 Vin wrote:
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by richard on 04/30/14 at 17:01:13 Kathy when you go out into the woods do you make your path or just follow where the Deer have walked? I was just curious. |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by Cathy on 05/01/14 at 04:06:30 richard wrote:
Hello Richard, Depends. Mostly I follow the trails I've made to the places I want to go and I always have appropriate footwear. Cathy |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by viperi on 03/02/18 at 08:45:17 I miss Cathy :'( |
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Title: Re: Cathy's House Post by viperi on 05/02/22 at 11:47:48 Sophia is back. :) Maybe Cathy will come back? 8-) |
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