Natural Interlude 1

Screaming Lord Such



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Have a glass of wine,
A bright morning a Stutz bearcat prowled between bodies, Annabel (Croft) and I, slipped through the crowds. ‘Sid(large) and Eddie(little)!’, ‘Hello Annabel’, ‘Chilly what’, tents wobbled in the breeze. Trappers finger spray (for man and dog), with internal warming element. I sprayed her chest, vapour phosphorized. Flung my arms open ‘Sid!’, ‘ah the techno-shaman, who writes me up in his blog’, ‘Sid?’….and Mrs Sidney…I say….Centinel (Philadelphia blonde) joy’. Annabel turned ‘behold’, gazed round, brown lady stripping in the launderette, glanced round, dropped her clothes in the drier, looked at her watch, click, switch, bent, Annabel shrivelled ‘Ahhhhh, no’, ‘Gracious’, up again, I smiled and then if by magic her twin arrived, the same, next door, distinction a distinct bikini line, ‘crypes, father’, ‘oh…ho….my thought…. An Indian temple, moslems bathe in soapy water, Hindus in oil(dub), as their worldly lives require a leeway. Mrs Nanar owned the sittingroom carpet walked nude, nobody minded, ‘strictly no’, could be heard at other times, we could be banned.’ Sid stood, we all walked to the rostrum, foldable cloth chairs, Mr Stomph stood, ‘Welcome to Cornwalls first black naturist beach, for boys vimen, and elder gentlemen......Naturism (little but pervectly formed), A halcyon thing from bevore the vwar, in Inkland from the idealistic mofements of Baden-Povell and Freud. Nutism replacing Victorian sexual excess, and the class system, and natyurism, replacing ta decrepit squalor of the Victorian era. Pseudo-Methodisms world eden, the non-Raj ideals of Polynesia or India. The itea of seeing ones family flourish, and become free of outside influence. Wit a common goal of overcoming shyness, and growing up with a healthier knowledge of the opposite sex. After the war the Natural shapes vs Non-uniform...Individual vs crowd...Genteel vs Jackbute...Natural vs New perverse...remove all but cotton socks vs Aryanism. Nowadays, with 50% of the population repressed, and the other sexually drunk it illuminates us still. But plagued by cheap thrill, and 'flat earth society' image. Total sexual freedom a big a yawn, and strangulating dress code and tasteless fascist garb, being commun. Sexual freedom could be replaced by a 50's administration, and the modern garb by naturism. Children see all body language. So lifes grown up for grown ups, and its grown up for children, too but shared fun tats wat I gotta say.....' Mr Stomph smartly sat, ‘no,no, no,’, the rows behind collapsed, Sid(little) stood, ‘get up of the flowers would you’