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"Thanks dad, I really appreciate you allowing me to study medicine at King's." "You're welcome sweet, well done on passing the exams, I've made all the necessary payments. You just need to enrol on the day." For Tracey, the thought of studying medicine at King's would've have remained a distant dream, if it hadn't been for the generosity of her mother's partner. Harold doted on Tracey; he treated her like his own. Harold and Mary had been together for some years now, they were both looking forward to making their friendship official . It was heartbreaking for Harold to hear of Mary's tragic accident. He had always warned her of the dangers of riding a motorbike. There was nothing that could compensate for her absence. *** Tracey lifted her burgundy polo-shirt over head. She dropped her hot-pants to her ankles, kicking them away swiftly. Getting nude in front of Harold, or daddy as she preferred to call him, was not a problem for Tracey. They were naturists, they belonged to the local naturist club and went on naturist holidays in continental Europe. Tracey crunched up her small knickers into a ball and placed them behind the cushion of the sofa. She didn't require a bra, she was very petite, just nipples, no cup-size. Harold was completely naked too. They had no issues with being naked at all, there was no lust, no ogling, and no erections. For them, naturism had become a way of life. The feeling of being at one with nature. The feeling of liberation. The feeling of self ...

... expression. Harold and Tracey would do all of their daily activities in the nude. They would cook, clean, eat, entertain, and even cycle in the nude. Evenings would be spent in the nude. Harold would be reading history or English literature while she would be painting her toes. Tracey would snuggle up with Harold on the sofa, watching a DVD together. Mary had introduced Harold to naturism and the ' Renaissance in medieval Europe ' and ' From Romanticism to Enlightenment'. Naturism was an art in itself too, Mary had said. She had posed nude on several occasions for art students at the local college. Mary had been a size eighteen with 40d breasts. She was a larger than life character who lived life to the fullest. She had encouraged so many of their friends and neighbours to become naturists. Everyone complimented her on her looks and her loving nature. *** Tracey didn't bring boys home, not that Harold would ever have objected. The only boys to visit were part of the study group, accompanied by girls. No young man ever called around to take Tracey out. There were several girls that Tracey was close to, but Siobhan seemed to spend the most time with her. Siobhan had stayed the night on many occasions. Harold had heard a slight buzzing sound coming from Tracey's bedroom at night. In the morning, Harold had noticed soiled wipes in the bin. Tracey's bedroom walls didn't have the usual posters of pop-stars or gorgeous actors. Harold noticed that she had photos of Ellen DeGeneres and ...