How I Met Carla, Part 3

(Continued from Part 2)

I originally saw it as a cute little game.

The first time Carla and I had sex, she wanted to keep my clothes, that is the clothes I wore when I drove from my house to her apartment. That meant I would have to drive back home nude.

And that really wasn't too much to ask from someone who's a nudist and exhibitionist, and it's not like I hadn't driven nude before.

But then she said that if I wanted to get my clothes back, I would have to come back to her apartment in the nude. That is, I'd have to be fully naked when I knocked on her door, and not carrying any clothes with me.

So that's what I did.

I did, however, wear clothes when I drove from my house to the apartment. But I removed them in the car, along with my sandals. I waited until I could see no one around. Then I walked quickly into the apartment and up the stairs and knocked on her door.

But by this time, we were having sex every time we got together, and every time we had sex Carla wanted to keep my clothes. Which meant, I was never able to get my original clothes back from her! I was constantly arriving at her apartment nude, and leaving her apartment nude.

There were several times when I passed by other people in the apartment. The first time, I got quite a reaction. An older woman thought someone kicked me out of their room. But the people here don't seem to mind too much, and there are children living here. By this time they've seen me nude many times, and refer to me as the "naked lady".

Well, after several times of doing this, Carla made it a rule that she wants me fully nude from head to toe every time I enter or leave her apartment, except if she specifically instructs me otherwise. If I forget, she gets to keep whatever I have on.

One time as we were walking back from the coffee shop, and we walked into her apartment together, I walked in with my sarong, string t-shirt, and a pair of slippers. "These are mine now!" she said. And made me take them off, to which she stashed in her closet.

Effectively, I am always fully naked at Carla's apartment. The only clothes I put on are whatever she gives me to wear, whenever she wants me to.

Later on she made another demand. Every time I came to see her, my pussy had to be shaved completely smooth. Anytime I walk in the door, the first thing she does is feel my pussy to see how smooth it is. She said it is absolutely imperative to be smooth in order to model her clothes.

Well, I've gotten to where I now keep a razor and a pair of tweezers in the glove compartment of my car, and check myself every time I visit.

It didn't take long for me to realize that she had me going through a routine and a protocol for visiting her.

(Continue to Part 4)