Ours was a long weekend at Club Orient on Orient Beach, St. Martin. We checked in and found our mini suite and nobody was around. We got naked and walked down to the beach and found everyone in line at the Perch bar: we had arrived during happy hour. We got in line, still hiding behind our towels hanging over our shoulders. We talked with the people around us and realized they were normal people, they were just not wearing anything. We felt more at ease and finally dropped the towels. Sadly Club Orient is still not rebuilt from Hurricane Irma in 2017, but the Perch bar is back up and running.
My first social nudist event was in my late teens. A friend of mine had a private pool and he and some of his other friends and I would swim nude when his parents weren't home. I didn't think much about it. Men and boys swimming nude when no females were present was fairly common then.



