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The Naked Truth
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The Naked Truth To me, the human body unfettered by clothing or shame is an amazing sight to behold; both male and female. And I mean that in the most sincere, nothing else inferred, insinuated or implied, heterosexual, straight as an arrow, and manly sort of way. Not so much though as in a perverted dirty old man, open trench coat, Full Monty across from a school yard traumatizing unsuspecting, vulnerable adolescence youth, thusly scarred permanently for life from that moment on. But more of a conscientiously mature, playfully consenting adult; you show me yours and I�ll show you mine, fun kinda� way.   Naturally of course, to each one of us, there are some bodies we�ll view as definitely more spectacular to gaze upon than others, as beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder. But still, with its diverse shading, unique textures of flesh, tendons, sinews, muscle definition, and bone structure, each is, or at least should be, looked upon as a singular and incredibly marvelous work of art to be admired without fear of disgrace or embarrassment. IMHO Throughout history and within various cultures, the tolerance and latitude for exposing certain areas of the body to the masses has shifted and varied over countless centuries. There was a time, long ago, when the majority of the Original Greek Games were played totally in the buff. Over time however, that too became looked at as more and more taboo and eventually, as the Romans and the Catholic Church took rule, it was totally abolished. Women however, especially married ones, were not allowed to view the magnificence of all those glistening nude male bodies in athletic competition...even back then they knew how helplessly wanton and lustful women could be about such otherwise innocent things...for shame, for shame...   Today, with all the given laws currently in force and the strength of the Moral Majority regulating and backing such conventions, it�s becoming unlawful anymore to be neekid inside the walls of your own home; especially if some gossiping, snoopy busy body prude can see your exposed PeePee from the sidewalk. You can be dragged away, fined, socially castigated and ostracized for having and exhibiting too much of one�s own body even within the confines of your very own domicile and once sacred sanctuary; so much for being the King of Your Castle, aye? Most organized forms of religion, including Christianity, frowns sternly on nudity although we�re all born into this world naked as a jaybird. Right now, somewhere, there�s probably an over zealous minister, priest, or other well meaning member of the presbytery teaching impressionable minds not to look, not touch, not to taste, nor even think about the glorious and unequaled beauty of the human body. But if you think about it for a minute, God himself supposedly walked in the Garden of Eden with Adam and Eve in the cool of the day without objecting to the fact that they were both totally naked the whole time. Makes one wonder, no?  This afternoon as I was finishing up a job, a young woman pulled her SUV into a drive at a home across the street. The fact that she exited the vehicle with such haste and quickly jerked open the back door was what originally caught my attention. The splendid form stuffed splendidly into those tight jeans merely maintained and peeked the resulting curiosity. There was a notable commotion in the back seat for a few moments and then a small of about 3 was lifted down and trotted off butt naked across the lawn towards the house. I commented on the lack clothing and the Mom smiled and simply said, �There was an accident� I nodded knowingly and as I went about completing the task at hand, I remembered back to the time of having my own small , now grandchildren, and smiled at how cute, innocent and adorable the youngster was as she made her nimble and carefree, tippy-toed way thru the grass. I also thought, that no matter how innocently intended, if I were to have a similar �accident�, stripped down out of my soiled clothing and trotted off as nimbly as possible thru the soft lush green grass in like manner, someone would call the authorities and with lights flashing and sirens blaring, I would subsequently have my sorry old hide hauled off and thrown into jail.  I would thusly be eternally branded as the aforementioned dirty old pervert, registered in an ugly database as such, there would be a regrettably unforgiving picture in the local papers and most likely, with my fortune and luck, film would follow at 11...when exactly did I stop being so adorably cute... ??!!  H.  Have a Great Weekend! MOOD: LIFE IS HARSH Horny4770   |
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As far as I can tell, you are still adorably cute!!! Did I just say that??? "Don't cry because it's over; smile because it happened." 
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