Skinny Dipping
I was young, about 8 years old. My sister and two neighbor girls were in the family pool swimming. I went out and they said, "BrokenCoccyx, look at this!", then proceeded to do backward somersaults in the water, exposing what looked like the place you put your front tire when parking the bike. I don't know why, but I thought, "Great!" and immediately began taking off my trunks and hopped in the pool.

Much swimming was had and absolutely no naughtiness (other than the obvious) and three 11 year old girls and one 8 year old boy started looking for ways to make this foray interesting. We then began various dares: jump off the diving board; flip off the diving board; hold a handstand for 5 seconds, etc. Spiced it up a bit, but then became routine.

Then someone dared me to run and touch the house, which was a good 20-30 feet and through the gate in the fence. I couldn't conceive of how this could go wrong, especially given that we had heard not a peep from the house and the inhabitants thereof.

So off I go, my little non-inert mast leading the way. I remember being so happy, giddy if you will and laughing at the funness of it all when two feet from touching the windows, my dad opens the door and yells "BC, get those shorts on, NOW!!" Aaaaaaaggghhh!!

My sister and friends, being older and wiser, at least had the sense to duck beneath the rim of the pool, which also made me look like some bonehead that larks about doing weird things naked in the pool.

After retrieving my skivvies, I immediately went inside, hopped in my bed and went to sleep (escape mechanism). I refused dinner and at later almost died of embarrassment when my dad mentioned to my mom that "our little streaker" wouldn't come out of bed.
( BrokenCoccyx doesn't mind if you grope on, Thu 3 Jun 2010, 21:41, Reply)