Ever have a moment where you look at someone and they look familiar, and you think, if you were naked, I would know. Or is that just me? It’s been a few times lately. My friend Andrea waits tables at a local, upscale restaurant, a wine and cocktails type bistro. She often comes over to […]
Ever have a moment where you look at someone and they look familiar, and you think, if you were naked, I would know.
Or is that just me?
It’s been a few times lately.
My friend Andrea waits tables at a local, upscale restaurant, a wine and cocktails type bistro. She often comes over to my house after work with friends and co-workers, so I have several times wound up in the hot tub with naked, inebriated restaurant staff.
I was sitting at the bar one night, my bachelor week a couple weeks ago. I was sipping dirty martinis and people-watching; writing a story in my head that was being narrated by someone very like Marv in Sin City.
I was also watching waitresses. I love waitresses. And I kept thinking, I know that one girl but I could not dig up how.
It hit me. I think I’ve seen her naked. I could remember her full, luscious breasts.
If I could get her undressed, I thought, I could be sure.
Then there was another friend. I’ve seen her web cam photos, but when I met her in person, she was dressed. I didn’t recognize her at all. Thne later, in the hot tub, I realized, I’ve seen those tits before. And it hit me. I’d know you if you were naked.
The last time was, of course, another waitress. A mexican joint not far from me. I used to eat there weekly, but not so much in the last year, for no reason other than shifts in dining habits. They have a new waitress, and as usual, I took a liking to her on first site. She looks youngish, brunette. Short, with great thighs in a too-short skirt. Pierced nose, pony tail. She smiled at me in a way that made me want to growl.
And I kept thinking, I know this girl.
In fact I don’t, I finally realized what it was. She looks like a combination of a couple women. A stripper from some club I was at not long ago, and a girl I’ve seen on a porn web site. My brain fused them together and this cute little waitress was just similar enough that she pinged my sense of familiarity. And again, I had that thought. If you were naked, I’d know how I know you.
Maybe it’s just that I know bodies better than I know clothes. People I’ve seen naked a lot, I know in my mind’s eye every mole and scar and curve, every hair. Close friends, I could not tell you what they had on the last time I saw them, but I could tell you exactly what bruises they had the last time I saw them naked.
Wearing nothing is devine, naked is a state of mind I take things off to clear my head to say the things I haven’t said I live inside the elements the the earth and sky are my best friends Water is the evidence that washes me from end to end
2 thoughts on “I’d know you better if you were naked”
Nudity is great! I wish ever good looking woman I knew I could know naked!
OMG Its terrible when you don’t recognize folks with their clothes on