My First Naked Beach Day: Heart-Racing Innocence Shattered
The sun beat down on the naturist beach. My heart hammered in my chest. Nicolas and I spread our towels. No turning back now. I’d skipped underwear under my summer dress. Skin prickled with sweat and anticipation. What if eyes lingered too long? What if I froze? But the idea thrilled me. Freedom. Exposure. With…