Getting Mom Naked!!! Getting Mom naked!!! Presuming that she was either shopping or round her friends, I let myself in and made a cup of tea to refresh myself while I got ready to take a bath. As always, the heater was on timer giving me my usual tank full of hot water before dad got back and wanted his share. After finishing my drink, I took off my shoes then trundled upstairs into my bedroom and took off all my clothes, and then walked into the bathroom carrying my dirty linen which I then put into the wash basket, locked the door and started to fill the bath with hot water.
The bohemian escapade happened by accident, when, after a stroll down Big Beach and nary a shell for my mother to collect, she asked which beach I liked best. I decided to be honest. Quaint and clothing optional. At the time, my sexual orientation was subject to a similar self-imposed policy within my family.