Chapter 1: Ellis Meyers Late Night

Before I take that pivotal step out of the Green Room at the Ellis Meyer Late Night Show, allow me to introduce myself. I go by Sophie, though Sophie Wilcox suits me just fine. I’m the second guest in line, following a riveting discussion with the influential Ryana Wilson, whose presence reverberates across various social platforms. It’s a relief that the producers decided to slot us both in on the same night, recognizing our shared embrace of the permanude lifestyle.

As I observe the day’s events unfold, the prospect of standing on stage in my natural state unsettles me slightly as I prepare to perform my comedic act. I was acutely aware that tonight’s performance broadcast nationally, exposing every facet of my being to a wide-reaching television audience.

My roots extend primarily into the heart of Europe, endowing me with a Mediterranean allure characterized by the lustrous cascade of fine black hair, deep, dark brown eyes, and golden-brown skin tone. My stature barely surpasses 5’ .6” or 154 centimeters. Just as I was about to peer at the monitor, Ryana took her grand entrance onto the stage, leaving me captivated. I could catch snippets of the crew bustling around, orchestrating the transition, and witness the animated exchange between Ellis and the departing guest.

As I stood poised just beyond the threshold, bathed in the luminous glow of the stage lights, the invigorating surge of empowerment coursed through me. The energy radiating from the audience was palpable as it swept over me, obliterating lingering reservations harbored about my unorthodox attire as the guest following Ryana in the limelight. The applause accompanying her exit, leaving the stage poised for my arrival, was a reverberating chorus of anticipation.

The epicenter of this orchestration is Ellis Myers, a magnetic force field of charisma. With a final, meticulous adjustment and a comforting pat on his chair, he broadcasted his readiness to embark on yet another captivating conversation.

The studio, a living testament to the marriage of creativity and meticulous planning, hummed with activity. Backstage, producers huddled in whispered consultations, making eleventh-hour decisions that held the power to pivot the trajectory. The director, a virtuoso of controlled urgency, relayed rapid-fire instructions, leaving no tolerance or error in camera angles and cues. The symphony of murmured conversation and the gentle hum of machinery set the stage for an episode of profound significance.

As the cameras revved up after the commercial interlude, Ellis took his place at the nucleus of the studio, a gravitational pull demanding every eye in the room. His razor-sharp wit and magnetic personality have cultivated a devoted following, and his palpable enthusiasm was nothing short of infectious. Today’s chosen topic was no exception; Ellis was eager to plunge into the narrative that ensnared his attention and imagination.

The ambient lights dimmed, casting a veil over the studio. Now poised and on high alert, their collective breath was poised to ignite yet another indelible installment of The Ellis Myers Show. With a nod from the director, the cameras blinked to life, and the inaugural sequence unfurled, signaling the commencement of an evening destined to leave its mark on the annals of late-night talk shows.

Ellis: [Ellis is sitting in his comfortable, stuffed cloth chair. Adjusting his head to look directly at the prompt scrolling in front of the camera with the light on]

Welcome back, on the stage with us tonight is a young woman who is as unique as she is hilarious. She’s been a permanent nudist or permanude, as our last guest has been since her teenage years. She’s here to share her incredible journey with us and our viewing audience. Please give a warm welcome to the one and only Sophia Wilcox!

[Applause and cheers from the audience as I walk onto the stage.]

Sophie: [placing a towel on her seat before sitting in the chair to Ellis’s left] Thank you! It’s great to be here, folks! You know, you get to see two permanudes on the same night!

Ellis: Sophie, you’re quite the character! We would like to know what happened that led your parents to take you to court and ask you to be a permanude for life.

Sophie: Well, it’s a long story, but I’ll try to keep it short. You see, my parents were the strictest folks in the world. They wanted me to be covered from head to toe, but I had to draw the line at wearing a burka, and the sleeves of my blouse or dress had to reach my hands. So, I was like, “No way, Jose!”

[Audience laughter]

Sophie: I was a total rebel. I’d venture out with friends wearing just about anything, or should I say, close to nothing! Bikinis, cutoff shorts, crop tops – you name it. They couldn’t stand it, so they decided to take it to court to get me to wear more. At the time of the hearing, anyone under eighteen seen nude in public is legal when approved by the courts. The judge asked me what I would like, “Never cover my body.”

Ellis: With your family’s strict upbringing, are you still close to them and the rest of your family?

Sophie: You know, after I stood before that judge, I was angry at my parents for dragging me before that judge. I ended up living with friends who were more accepting and opened their homes to me. But, you know, time has a funny way of healing wounds. Today, we’re closer than ever and somewhere in the audience. I accept the lifestyle of always being underdressed, and I’ve learned to appreciate their quirks. Life is funny that way, isn’t it? My parents needed to learn that even with children, especially teenagers, that respect has to work both ways. Not just from child to parent.