INTRODUCTION: Pam was raised by two very strict, old fashioned, Catholic parents, who sheltered and overly protected her, even by the standards of the 1950's and 60's. She wasn't permitted to have a boyfriend or even to date until she was a year from graduating from High School. The first and only boy she dated was Bob, who she ended up marrying. He was the first and only male she had had sex with up until last year, her "Summer of Transition". In this story, although having had three different sexual partners the previous summer, other than Bob, Pam still remained very naïve in most ways of the world.
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Ch. 01: Pam naively reserves a week at a nude resort, and their first day there: Sunday
It was mid-June of 1967 and only two weeks away from the mountain vacation Pam had planned and arranged over the winter. It was a get-away she desperately needed after last summer's eventful and very enlightening transformational adventures. She knew that if this new "free-spirited" person that Bob had brought out of her by way of his constant encouragement were to continue to evolve, it could not remain in their neighborhood. That was much too risky and could lead to a very embarrassing situation neither of them wanted or looked forward to encountering. This vacation had nothing to do with any of that ... that issue could wait until they returned. The vacation was for them; something she thought they both needed and was number one on her agenda right now.
Pam's thoughts went back to the previous fall when she first had mentioned to Bob how a week away, just the two of them, would be something she thought they both needed and she wanted very much. She explained to him, "With the new responsibilities your father has thrown your way, it would be nice to have a vacation not interrupted by company business, like this past summer. Nothing extravagant or too expensive; just a week in the mountains somewhere. I would really like that, Bob ... can we please? It is almost a year away, I know, but if you agree, that will give us plenty of time to pick the perfect spot without rushing into something last minute. I'd really like that honey," she remembered repeating. "What do you say?" She continued to reminisce about the process leading up to today.
Bob had told her, "Sure honey, okay ... but this is something you can research yourself, I don't have the time, nor the patience to do that stuff. You know what you're looking for ... I don't want to have to listen to you complaining about something because I had anything to do with making the choice. This will be completely on you."
"Oh, thank you, honey. You're such a sweetie ... I love you so much. This will be perfect, I promise you."
Bob loved seeing her face filled with joy and her displaying that large, beautiful smile of hers. She remembered it all so well, like it happened just yesterday, and now the vacation was only a few weeks away.
Pam had spent nearly every evening perusing travel and vacation magazines between Thanksgiving and Christmas. She finally found what sounded like exactly what she was looking for.
Pam was still a naïve, inexperienced girl, who wouldn't celebrate her 21st birthday until after Valentine's Day. She, therefore, naturally read the advertisement in a basic literal sense and interpreted each word as read. Pam innocently didn't read between the lines and recognize the subtle hidden messages and innuendo in advertising such as this. She had noticed the words, printed at the bottom of the ad, in medium sized print, "Clothing Optional". She took that as meaning that you could go anywhere on the resort in as little as a bathing suit, even the restaurant and general store. She thought it was just another nice feature of this wonderful sounding place, and explained the meaning of a lot of what the ad was promoting, in her mind anyway. It was a good example of the extent of Pam's naiveté in certain matters.
Pam had the week of July 4th as one of her vacation weeks and thought that would be the ideal week to go. The 4th fell on a Tuesday. Knowing Bob didn't want to be involved in the decision-making, she called the resort at the number provided on the ad. She spoke to a pleasant sounding woman who called herself, Renee and told her that her and her husband wanted to rent one of their cabins for the week of July 4th. Renee told Pam that there were still a couple of cabins available for that week. She went on to explain that normally most visitors reserve a cabin a year in advance, usually while they're there on that year's vacation. Pam thought, "Repeat customers and only a couple of cabins available at this early a date, an excellent sign".
Renee went on to inform Pam of the cost per week and asked if she wanted to reserve one of the cabins over the phone, right now, which she highly recommended. That way she could put the cabin on hold for them in lieu of receiving their check. She cautioned that the resort's policy was to hold a cabin for only two weeks without physical possession of payment, and advised that she mail the check as soon as possible. Pam told her the check would be in the mail tomorrow. She then asked Pam if her mailing address would be on their check. Pam said it was. Renee said, "Great". She told Pam, that once she received their check, she would send out the information packet with everything they'd need to ease their check in. She would also include a map with directions to the resort entrance and to the office they'd need to check in at. She informed Pam that the booklet included would help familiarize them with the resort's upcoming events for the week they'd be staying and any other information they may need. She thanked Pam and said she looked forward to meeting the two of them. She informed Pam that check in would be Sunday, after 11 A.M. and checkout would be the following Sunday morning before 8 A.M. She told Pam to just put A-5 and the dates they're reservations are for on the lower left corner of their check, A-5 being their cabin number. Once the phone call ended, Pam was ecstatic and couldn't wait to tell Bob.
Now it was almost here and Bob had still refused to discuss the particulars, or even go through the pamphlets that they received months ago. He only knew that the drive was at least 200 miles away, and that Pam wanted to leave by 6 A.M. Sunday morning to get there when the gates opened. She wanted to eat breakfast at the full restaurant on the grounds. She figured they could have time to check out some of the resort before checking in.
A week before they were to leave Bob finally picked up the advertisement and began checking it out. He called out to Pam, "Why didn't you tell me this vacation you planned was at a nudist resort?"
"What? Where did you get that idea? It never said anything about it being a nudist resort," Pam answered back in a concerned voice.
"Everything I'm reading says it is."
Pam came over to the couch where Bob was sitting and said, "You're such a tease. You love getting me flabbergasted, don't you?"
"I'm not teasing, Honey. It says it right here ... clothing optional. What do you think that means?"
"It means you can wear whatever you want, any place on the resort."
"Well, sort of. It also means you don't have to wear anything, if you don't want to. This whole ad screams of nudity and sex. Look at the words they're using ... 'free of judgmental eyes, unrestricted lifestyle, a strictly adult environment'. They talk about a huge pavilion with a patio for individual moments of romantic interludes. What do you think that means? Hell, even the lake's name, 'Le Lac du Lascif' says public nudity and fucking. Do you know what that means in French?"
"Uh, no, it just sounded romantic to me," Pam responded in a quiet, nervous, and frightened tone.
