After a morning of walking around the house naked. I attempted to sit outside. My neighbours were hosting a family party and I was a little nervous about sitting in the garden with 40 people overlooking me. It was that thought that made me think why don’t I go to the beach. I headed for Weston Mouth, after a short walk down to the beach. Nerves started to kick in. I looked across and could see about 20 people all sitting or walking naked along the beach. A big deep breath and off I went, eventually finding a spot in amongst the bronzed bodies. The next hurdle removing the shorts and overcoming the fear that everyone was watching. Another deep breath and it was done. No one noticed a thing. After about an hour a very attractive mature lady approached me. She stood over me talking about the weather and all the normal things we chat about. It was as though we had just started talking in the street. I completely forgot. We were shortly joined by her husband who was equally as friendly. I then explained it was my first time. At that point they reassured me that everything would be fine. I felt so at ease, I’ve been back twice and met more lovely people. I’m now hooked. If you are ever on Weston Mouth, feel free to come and say hi, I love the social aspect of this.