Imagine…It’s a Saturday December morning I’m headed to LaGuardia to catch my flight and I miss it, the consequences of not getting enough sleep. I wait for the next flight to Maine. Finally, I arrive and a car service comes to take me to a cozy B&B where I am going to have my first nudist experience. It’s about a 40 minute drive from the airport and the driver, a nice man from Somalia, pulls into the drive way and out comes my beautiful friend Jasmine (yes, we have the same name) and Richard, just as naked as they day they were born.
The driver then says, “Oh my God, is that real!”