Part 1

Aug. 14, 2009 Friday

Week 1

Chapter 1: About Him

Joe Jackson is a 23 year old male from Wilson, California, stands five feet ten and weighs in at 160 pounds. He is a graduate of UCLA. Today, he is living in the Los Angeles area and working at a nudist resort as a Fitness Instructor.

I hate to say this but I am still in Los Angeles and I stayed here to work at the nudist resort here because there isn't one around Wilson, the town I'd really rather be in.

My alarm goes off; I roll over and turn it off. I wander over to the bathroom and do my start of day routine (shit, shave, and shower). After drying I wander into my kitchen for some breakfast cereal. After eating I put my bowl and spoon in the sink, give them a quick rinse since they are not really dirty and put them in the drainer to air dry. I then go back to my bedroom and get dressed to go to work.

Clothes. My clothes will be coming off as soon as I get to work, because I am a fitness instructor at the Fun 'n Sun nudist resort outside of town. All of my old friends live back in Wilson, but I'm stuck here. Oh, well. The job is okay. Just like every day, I walk out of my apartment, lock it, and head over to the elevator to take it down to the parking garage. I unlock my car, hop in and drive the twenty minutes to work. There is one of those lit-up billboards advertising the Lottery and the Powerball. I thought, "I wish I could hit that Powerball pretty soon, so I can buy a place where I don't have to get dressed to go to work, maybe near Wilson where I have lived my whole life up until now."

I arrived at the resort and saw a sexy young thing in the guard shack. She knows me by face and lets me in the gate. I drive to staff locker room, go in to my locker, I get undressed for my first class which is Low Impact Aerobics. It doesn't start for another hour, so I go lay by the pool for about 45 minutes.

That is one of my favorite things to do, but mainly during the summer. Since all the families are here, I can watch all the kids run around having fun, but there sure are not that many families. Finally, it is time for my class. Another nice part is there are usually a lot of young women in my class, but not that many in this one. Of course, being a family resort, we have the normal population mix of people.

Definitely, not all the Huntington Beach beauties comes to my classes, but many older women and out-of-shape people do. I get a larger percentage of the good lookers, because they are the ones that want to work out.

The next couple of classes have a lot more babes in the classes because they are getting ready for sports in either high school or college. These classes are Pilate's on the Allegroâ® Reformer and High/Low Aerobics.

Chapter 2: At lunch

After these classes, I went to lunch and was sitting there eating, A woman came up to me and said, "Hi, Joe. You don't remember me, do you?"

"No, I don't. Why? Should I remember you?"

She said, "I am Jodi Harris from Wilson High. We used to date. I'm working here now, but I'm just about ready to go back to college at BSC. I'm a senior there."

"What school is that? No way that's you. You have changed so much. I'm so sorry we lost track of each other, you are the only girl I have ever cared about."

Jodi said, "BSC is Blanke Schande College. The reason I like going there is that I don't have to get dressed to go to class. The girls there are naked all the time. That is why I'm working here now."

"What do you have planned for tonight? I would like to take you out, for old time's sakes."

Jodi replied, "You know, you seem like a nice guy, still. Not like most of them here and I am bored sitting around my house all the time. That sounds like a good idea. I have never forgotten all the good times we had."

"What would you like to do?"

"Let's play it by the ear. How about we get dinner first? Then we can figure out what to do for the rest of the evening."

"What time do you get off, and where should we meet?"