This last weekend I was so happy to be with Carla again. I hadn't seen her all week due to a large load of writing and editing assignments I was given. Thinking about her all week only made my work more difficult. Worse, she doesn't own a cell phone, not even a landline phone. She lives very simply, with few possessions, something that I'm quite envious of.
But I want to write more about the three weeks I spent at her apartment over the holidays.
If you read Part 3 on how I met Carla, I'm known by others at her apartment building as "the naked lady", due to my walking through the apartment building naked.
So on Christmas Day, we spent much of our time at a neighbor's unit. This neighbor had invited many of the other apartment residents to her place for a Christmas Day gathering. Carla had previously discussed with her my nudity, and the neighbor felt it would be no problem since everyone there already knew me as the "naked lady", and this would be a great opportunity for people to know me better.
And it was a lot of fun. It was a warm, friendly gathering.
But even though I was going nude, it still seemed to be a lot of preparation. Carla wanted me perfect.
She didn't have me on a leash, but opted to have me wear a small, red lace choker she made. She pulled my hair back into a bun to help emphasize the choker. She wanted me to make doubly sure I was absolutely hairless, being I would be fully nude and in close proximity to others this evening. So I plucked and shaved as best as I could, right down to my asshole!
Carla also rubbed a little lipstick on my nipples. "Plum Perfect" from Maybelline if you know the color. Then wiped it off to where it still had a rosy color but didn't look gaudy.
A top it off, a dusting of shimmering body powder for a subtle glow.
People asked me all the usual questions, "Do you ever worry about getting arrested?", and "Don't you ever get cold?" The attention was fun, I think Carla was pleased. Though later on, she had become annoyed as my focus had drifted off towards chatting with others and less on her. She whispered to me that I needed to behave.
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