It was the weekend before Halloween. The temperature in my area was already cold enough to have most of the residents of the resort dressed in the evening and in the morning, leaving only a slimmer of nudity in the few hours when it was just a bit uncomfortable nude.

That weekend, astonishing everyone, Peter remained nude around the clock. Clara told us that there was something genetic in Peter's family about the cold. They reveled in it, but Clara was a lot more hesitant. "I don't see what's interesting in being cold", but Peter just brushed her off.

Both Mindy, my father and I tried to follow him a little, my father out of male bravado, Mindy out of naturism pride and me because, well, I was trying to follow my best friend and my father.

Clara and my mother even would protest on Sunday and remain clothed all day long, sipping on wine glasses and laughing at... well, everything.

In a way, it felt good to see them connect as if the decade or so of interrupted friendship never occurred. Granted, I had no idea how close they had been, but that day, it almost felt like they were better friends then Mindy and I were.

Oh, Mindy was happy enough to see me, but when Billy arrived for the weekend with his father, James, the mood entirely changed between Mindy and me.

Billy was happy to see me. He hadn't in a few weeks, but I hadn't missed him at all. Perhaps he was a little more cocky now that he was more secure in his relationship with Mindy?

Right, this isn't a time jump. Let's start with the beginning.

Saturday morning, I woke up first, all excited. I did something I never expected to do before a visit to a naturist resort: I picked the clothes I would wear.

I know, it's ironic, but it gets chilly in the evening. I also picked the Wii games I wanted to bring to play on Mindy's console... my former one.

I brought a book, if I was lonely, and my old Nintendo DS. Ok, fine, it was my old console, but it has been my father's old console which he passed on to me. I know now that there was an Animal Crossing for the DS, but my father didn't have it.

I remember playing some Advance Wars that I got from him, and not being good at it. There was a Kirby game, Mario Kart DS, a Zelda one, but my top game at this part of my story was Mario and Luigi: Bowser's inside story.

But enough about that. After breakfast, we drove to the warehouse where yes, the camper was still kept. You see, that trailer has a fridge. That fridge can run on a battery, and the camper had one, but also on a propane tank.

Using a propane tank inside for cooking is one thing. Leaving a fridge all week running on propane was another. And it costs a lot more money...

So, plugging the camper and thus, the fridge in the camper kept the battery charged and the propane tank full.

I helped my mother move some of our things into the camper from the car, while my father prepared the camper for the move, such as removing the blocks which keep the trailer in place.

My mother guided my father to back up with the car into the warehouse, and while he and my mom were fitting the trailer on the hitch I pulled up the metal feet that extend to help secure the back of the camper. My parents did the front.

After locking the camper door so they would be 100% secure, making sure it wouldn't open by accident, and we were on the way. After locking the warehouse, of course.

Our lot wasn't that far from the cabin we had rented. We were lucky, there were plenty of available spots, but it wasn't guaranteed for the next weekend when the Halloween activities would occur.

Plugging the camper was easy. It has a waste water tank, but our lot didn't have a sewer pipe. We did have access to a hose, so we could have water, but showers were out of the question without an easy way to drain the waste. In all cases, there were outdoor and indoor public showers everywhere, and I had access to Mindy's.

Once set up, it was warm enough for all of us to undress, and we went to catch Peter and Clara having a coffee at the picnic table, nude.

I was invited to go find Mindy who was in her room.

Since I was invited, I didn't bother knocking on the door of their house, but I did knock on Mindy's door.

"Coming", she said, but when she realized it was me, she hugged me and I hugged her back. Once again, despite both of us being nude, it didn't feel weird at all.

She caught me up on gossips as I followed her to the kitchen table. She hadn't gotten breakfast and fixed herself something to eat. I did get another toast to keep her company, but I only put margarine on it.

"Billy is coming this afternoon, but we have all morning just you and me. My parents want to catch up with yours, but I think the Wii is free if that's what you would like to do. The pool is still heated, they only turn off the heating on the Monday after the Halloween party. The pinball should be available. And there is a 16-year-old girl visiting alone this weekend. If you want to hang out with her, she is cool. Her parents dropped her off yesterday and I gave them the tour. The three of them were dressed up, but she undressed before they left"

"Wait, so they are textiles, but allow her to come here?"

"Yeah, they were so nervous about it, but I think that because I was the only teen, and I was a girl, they were reassured"

"Is she cool?", I asked

"Honestly? No. But we might have fun with her. I think she might be a dork like us", she said

We finished breakfast, but honestly, we didn't have much to catch up on. We saw each other at school every day, and Mindy was only thinking about Billy.

She mentioned the girl a little, but honestly? Even to this day, I think she was just trying to offload me to her in order not to feel guilty about spending time with me while she sneaks away with Billy somewhere to evade parental supervision.

Now, I'll be honest, there is a huge gap in my recollection of that day, and it's part of why I almost put it in the time skip, but it's important enough to mention.

After breakfast, we saluted the four parents and went to search for the girl.

Her parents rented a cabin for her for the day, made her lunches and deposited money at the canteen/restaurant if it wasn't enough. After all, when you are nude, you don't have a purse on you, and they apparently all agreed that she shouldn't carry money around.

We went to her cabin, but there was no answer at the door. The door wasn't actually locked, Mindy tested it, but we resisted peeking inside. We did!

We found her in the pool. The heated one, not the artificial lake, which was cold in the summer and probably would turn your lips blue even if you dipped just your toes in it at this time of the year.

She saluted Mindy, and Mindy presented us to each other.

And this is the blind spot in my recollection.

I think that it was called Beth, short for Elizabeth. Mindy, on the other hand, thinks that it was Betty, short for Beatrice. Now, both Beth and Betty are close enough, but Beatrice and Elizabeth sound nothing like each other,

I'll call her Beth, simply because I am the writer and this is my autobiography, not Mindy's.

She was pleasant enough, but well-guarded. Extremely reserved.

To be honest? The emotional wall she put up in front of her froze me, so instead, I let Mindy do the talking about the weather, naturism, her boyfriend (of course), the resort. Anything. Now, I realize that she was throwing everything she could at the wall to see what would stick. To connect.

Later I learned that she did the same the previous evening, and that nothing stuck.

So, I couldn't bear to listen to Mindy and Beth was giving me nothing in return.

Instead, I looked at her, and almost froze.

She had a nice enough face, and relatively short dark brown hair. That's all fine. I could see her arms, and they were rather slim. In fact, now that I know more, I think that Beth was an anorexic girl. I ended up eating with her and despite her parents depositing money for the restaurant so she could eat more, she couldn't eat more than half of her sandwich.

But that's not what struck me. What did, were the massive scars on her stomach and her thighs. Part of it was on her breasts, but it was weird. The scars were different. No, not scars, I realized even then. Burn marks.

She was a burn victim. And the reason the burn marks were different on her breasts, was that the accident predated her puberty and the burned skin had to grow to allow the breasts.

Mindy had said nothing! And in fact, later, we got out of the pool and Mindy said nothing abound it either.

Beth and I dried ourselves: it was cold outside, but not Mindy, who was in the middle of talking about the naturist pen pals she has.

I proposed to play some free-play volleyball, but Beth wasn't a fan. Badminton interested her a little more, so we grabbed Mindy's racquet and both of her parents. They were nowhere to be found, and she claimed that we have no problems borrowing their sports gear.

"Well, the non-personal one", she laughed, when showing a sports bra which most likely belonged to Clara.

Beth was ill at ease in Mindy's house, as if someone would get out of a room and bust her for being naked.

Once outside, with the racquet in her hand, she was a lot more comfortable.

I worked really hard to look her in the eyes, like all naturists are supposed to do, and I think I succeeded. It wasn't that easy avoiding looking at her scars, but I think I did it.

We did some free-play, that is just pass the birdie between us, from Mindy to Beth, from Beth to me, and me back to Mindy.

After some exchanges, it became clear that Mindy was the best player, and me the worst. I don't mind. I never got better at badminton and decided a long time ago, but after that weekend, that I didn't care. Back then, I just thought that I was still too young to be good. Today, I just actually don't care.

We decided that Mindy would be solo and Beth and me in a team. She was left-handed and me right-handed, so it was easy not to get in each other's face or to bump racquets.

We fared better than I would have thought, but despite not keeping scores, it's clear that Mindy won. By a lot.

Mindy and I laughed a lot on success, on failures, on jokes, and eventually. Beth laughed a little with us. She was opening up!

Billy had to ruin everything. Fine, he didn't. Not really. But he didn't have a badminton racquet, and Mindy's family didn't have a fourth one.

He joined us at the court, nude and alone. I shouldn't have to specify that he was nude, but it was the fall and not everyone was.

Beth proposed to leave us, but I was having none of it, and Mindy was more than happy to let Beth and me alone so she would spend some time with her boyfriend without me watching over her.

Our older guest was hesitant, but I kept insisting that we should practice one on one, and Mindy left so fast that it wasn't so much that she agreed to keep playing with me, but rather, that she just kept playing out of habit while everything changed around her.

Playing one-on-one with Beth was indeed a world of difference.

First, was that neither of us were competitive. I wouldn't say we made it easy for our opponent, but we didn't make it hard. We didn't want to run around the field, so we didn't force her to run either.

But the most significant difference was in our conversion. Mindy kept talking to us from across the field, about nothing and everything. Beth and I, alone, said, well, nothing.

Sure, we commented on great plays or on a good move but nothing personal. We played badminton, and did nothing else.

After perhaps 30 minutes of it, we were starting to sweat a little, despite the day not being very warm.

"Perhaps we can take a quick shower and grab a bite?", I proposed to her.

"I have my lunch, perhaps you can eat with your family?"

"Tell you what, let's shower this sweat off, dry up, and I'll go grab something for lunch and eat it with you. Would you be up for it? No pressure, no obligations. Just, two girls eating a lunch under the sun"

She looked at me.

"Ok" was all I got

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