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Letters To DOMAI

Dear DOMAI

I very much enjoy the letters from your readers and thought it was time to share my own Domai story.
 
Marti is a copy editor in my office, a cute, somewhat tomboyish girl with an impish smile, wide brown eyes and short chestnut brown hair.  Our department’s Monday morning meetings always start with sharing details about our weekend, and she always took a particular interest in accounts of my hiking exploits.  Eventually, after about the 20th time she said “that sure sounds like fun,” I invited her to tag along.  We started hitting the trail together about once a month and, although I’d tended to hike to get away from the crowd and be alone with my thoughts, I found I did enjoy her company and quiet humor.  On our 5th or 6th outing together, we had hiked about 45 minutes when the sky clouded up and started sprinkling.  We were having too good a time to be deterred by a few drops of rain, so we were over an hour into the woods when the sky really opened up.  We rushed back down the muddied trail in a full downpour and were soaked to the skin by the time we reached the car.
 
When we got back to her place she insisted I come in to dry off and warm up, and we went in through the garage.  She opened her washing machine, peeled off her soaking wet sweatshirt and tossed it in.  “Come on,” she said, “I’m not letting you in the house like that.”  So we both started stripping and tossing our clothes in the washer.  I expected her to stop when she got to her underwear, but she only hesitated a moment, flashed me a small shy smile and then reached behind her back, unhooked her bra, peeled off her panties and tossed both in.  I stood for a moment in stunned disbelief, and then as if in a dream, I followed suit.
 
I felt that I shouldn’t stare, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off her.  Her breasts were full and swayed sweetly as she leaned forward to load the washer.  Her nipples were surprisingly long and dark, no doubt elongated by the cold.  Her bottom was full and round and especially delightful.  And protruding from between her thighs and spreading halfway to her belly button, was a mound of thick dark pubic hair.  I joked that I didn’t know what it was, but I’d never seen her look lovelier.
 
She said we should shower and warm up before she started the washer, and I followed her and her mesmerizing bottom into the house.  I insisted she shower first and she gave me a blanket to wrap up in while I waited.  After a few minutes she called that she was done, and she was still toweling off in the bathroom as I got into the still-running shower. 

When I finished I walked back into her bedroom wrapped in a towel.  I was surprised to find her still completely naked.  She had lit her gas fireplace and was gathering up dirty clothes off the floor (it was somehow comforting to see she was as bad a housekeeper as I am).  She brought the laundry basket over and held it out to me.  It took me a moment to get her meaning, but then I unwrapped the towel from around my waist and tossed it in.  She went off to start the washer, then came back and made lunch. 

We were both a bit awkward at first, but soon our conversation was as relaxed and natural as usual.  We spent a delightful afternoon together, hanging out and talking and laughing and openly enjoying the sight of each other’s naked bodies.  I moved past her more obvious attributes and began appreciating the curve of her belly, the roundness of her thighs, the dimples behind her knees, the small of her back, her ankles and toes.  It was a couple hours before she even bothered to go move the laundry to the drier and a couple more before she retrieved it and we, reluctantly, got dressed.
 
Marti and I still hike regularly every couple weeks, though we’re careful to double-check the weather forecast now.   If our destination is remote and secluded enough and the weather is warm enough we’ll skinny dip or sunbathe nude.  And though we leave out a lot of details in our Monday morning meetings, our routine often includes the post-hike shower and a lazy naked afternoon together.
 
--Rick

Letter to DOMAI

  The references I give below are in no way exhaustive but a brief and quick  overview of what is found in Scriptures.
 I would like to attempt o answer the question posed [when did nakedness become evil?] by Walter in his November 19, 2010 letter "No more shame"
I do not come here often, but each time I do I find a pleasant surprise in the letters. the last time was "what's the problem with nudity? a documentary by the BBC, nicely done. A January 7, 2011 letter
 to ad to the video let me recommend one, by blounty on youtube as well "nude". he discusses questions of nudity in  art and pornography. he presents his case well. at this URL.

to understand why and how nakedness became evil we must go back to the garden of Eden and look at those events.
 God had created man and woman both perfect in every way. with the appearance of age I'd say Adam about 25 Eve at 18?  they were in perfect harmony with God. which
  says they did not know they were naked .Until Eve was tempted and deceived by the Serpent.

  Genesis 2:25 (Contemporary English Version)
25 Although the man and his wife were both naked, they were not ashamed.
 Genesis 3:1-7 (Contemporary English Version)

Genesis 3
The First Sin
 1The snake was sneakier than any of the other wild animals that the LORD God had made. One day it came to the woman and asked, "Did God tell you not to eat fruit from any tree in the garden?"
    2The woman answered, "God said we could eat fruit from any tree in the garden, 3except the one in the middle. He told us not to eat fruit from that tree or even to touch it. If we do, we will die."

    4" No, you won't!" the snake replied.
    5" God understands what will happen on the day you eat fruit from that tree. You will see what you have done, and you will know the difference between right and wrong, just as God does."

    6The woman stared at the fruit. It looked beautiful and tasty. She wanted the wisdom that it would give her, and she ate some of the fruit. Her husband was there with her, so she gave some to him, and he ate it too.
    7" Right away they saw what they had done, and they realized they were naked. Then they sewed fig leaves together to make something to cover themselves[shame].  down through time this story was expounded upon, to where being naked was evil. because God Clothed them with Animal skins.To cover the consequence of their sin [the  knowledge of nakedness]. They indeed did die, the sin separated them from the righteousness of God their covering. Which is what sin does. separates us from God. we will never get that innocence back.

    and  later in scriptures,  we are told  not covet our neighbor's wife exodus 20: and as such, can lead to horrendous things consider a moment David observing  Bathsheba.  taking bath on the roof of her home near the "palace".  David sent for her, and committed adultery which then led to the murder of her husband.to a coverup of  his sin. in a war manuver.  moving him to the front line and retreating. 2 Samuel 11:1-12::31 Nathan called him on it 2 Samuel 12:5-15.
    and.. Proverbs 6:26-27 (New International Version, ©2011)

 Proverbs6:26 For a prostitute can be had for a loaf of bread,    but another man’s wife preys on your very life.
27 Can a man scoop fire into his lap without his clothes being burned?
it is described as fire.
and flee youthful lusts:
2 Timothy 2:22 (New International Version, ©2011)

2 timothy2: 22 Flee the evil desires of youth and pursue righteousness, faith, love and peace, along with those who call on the Lord out of a pure heart.  lust breeds sin and sin breeds death.

James 1:15 (New International Version, ©2011)
Jqmes 1:15 Then, after desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, gives birth to death.
so, nbakedness became evil.  there are many more scripture references. It might take a book to discuss them all.
my 2 cents
Tom

UPDATE:
Lou wrote:
People wrote the bible, with a possibly subtle bias toward control of people in order to put themselves closer to their god than the readers/congregants. Not one word of it is actually "God" speaking, it is all people manipulating other people. Making sex and nudity "evil" or banned was a way of manipulating people's desires so the church powers can use the frustration for maniplulation, as I see it.

There were earlier times, such as amcient Sumer, when the temples were for sacred sex, to be closer to THEIR gods (and goddesses). They acted on the "words of their gods" too!

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