Nude Mom Daughter Free Nudist Magazines 50-s 60-s Book 1

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Nude Mom Daughter Free Nudist Magazines 50-s 60-s Book 1

Nude Mom Daughter Free Nudist Magazines 50-s 60-s Book 1

 

Title: Nude Mom Daughter Free Nudist Magazines 50-s 60-s Book 1
Number: Book 1
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Nude Mom Daughter Free Nudist Magazines 50-s 60-s Book 1

IT WAS ONLY the other day that a young girl asked me to tell her about the nudist way of life. I did the best I could to explain it to her, and 1 feel she is now ready for her first visit to camp.
What I really did was to tell her the story of how I became a nudist. Then it occurred to me that it would be a good idea to put it down on paper for the benefit of all those girls who wonder what nudism is about.
I was born on a large island in the Atlantic a good distance from the United States. It is Newfoundland, known for her beautiful blankets of green grass, her sloping mountain ridges and her rugged coastline. Lumber, fishing, paper making and iron ore mining are her principal industries. The winter is long and hard, and summer is lovely but much too short.
Three years ago my sister, who had been living in the United States for some time, came to visit us. She was accompanied by her husband and a friend. His name was Bill K. Before the party left to return to the United States they promised to procure for me papers necessary for my immigration to the United States. They wanted me to come and live with them. I was thrilled and ready to leave right away. However, I was too young, and mother said I could not leave home until I was 18 years old.
Bill K. was to sign my papers because he was and is a California property owner. I understood his property was a DUDE ranch. Little did I realize it is really a NUDE ranch! Anyway, the day arrived when all the formalities had been taken care of and I was ready to leave. I was sad inside me to leave my mother and family and all my friends — yet I was happy and excited over the prospect of a new life. So 1 left my green island behind me to come to America.
AFTER MY ARRIVAL at the airport in Los Angeles, my sister took me to a hotel in Santa Monica, and we had a wonderful reunion. We talked all night, and I was very happy. The next morning I happened to see a magazine in the room. On the cover was the picture of a beautiful girl — all in the NUDE! Never in my life had I seen anything like it. As I thumbed through the magazine. I was more and more surprised to see photos of more and more people all in the nude.

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