Clothing Optional: The Wrong Choice
“I’ve decided to wear my bikini bottoms after all,” Nikki reached into her locker.
Read More“I’ve decided to wear my bikini bottoms after all,” Nikki reached into her locker.
Read MoreWith shaking hands, I unwrapped a cheerful turquoise suit made of a modest swim skirt and a triangle top. It was cut so low I hoped to achieve “orbs of distraction,” that would deter attention from the less desirable parts of my body.
Read MoreSnip! My head suddenly felt a lot lighter. I cringed. How much hair was just taken off the back? I nervously glanced around at the classy Japanese ladies chatting with their stylists. Hopefully, if I just became partially bald someone would have reacted a bit. Geez, what was I doing here anyway? I should have learned by now to avoid language barrier haircuts! But the salon was an air-conditioned refuge from the sticky streets of Tokyo.
Read MoreI was in one of the poorest countries on earth, and I felt sorry for myself.
Read More"It is quite possible since we will be dogsledding on the Boundary Waters for ten days that the 400 pound sled might fall through,” Brad, our grizzled Outward Bound instructor told us matter-of-factly. “We need to practice an ice rescue while we are at base camp and we can warm people up in the sauna afterwards.” He glanced over the fifteen of us college students warily. “I need two volunteers to jump into the ice so that we can practice a rescue.”
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