Lost Girl
I used to think I was a nudist, until the winter before I started puberty… When I was a girl, my mom called me “Little nudist,” chasing me around the yard to put my clothes back on me, and take me back inside, then spank me. Giggling madly, I don’t even remember this, but I remember the family movies I ruined by streaking. “Ugh!” My dad turned the camcorder away, but I could still hear my giggles, and squeals when mom caught me with a towel. It was summer, and we went to a pool party for a playmate’s birthday. Then, my shrieks when she slapped my bare buns, “You’re making a scene!” The video cut out after that, but I think that’s what made it feel naughty for me. So, for years I got …