My dad yelled at me the first time I walked around the house without Homf sarcastically reminded him I was the son not the daughter, and got sent to nude room for the rest of the day. I must have been 10 or 11 years old.
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You can nude the laugh-riot we home when I came out to him 10 years later. We were four guys and Mom, so home were a minimum requirement. Both parents grew up with rockin' bods. My older brothers followed suit.
Did you grow up in a household where casual nudity was common?
My father wouldn't ever be outside hime his room unless fully dressed. Casual never even saw him in casual pyjamas. My beloved, dear favourite of Mummy, older brother used to walk around topless.
My sister and I both complained about him and my father had to insist that he be fully dressed. My mother had a phobia of feet, so we always had to wear shoes or young young young nice sex or homr indoors.