Help! I’m Married To A Nudist!

A Step-by-Step Guide On What You Need To Do If You’re Spouse is a Nudist

De: Kristin Williams

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

Let me set the scene for you. It’s a warm spring afternoon, and my best friend Georgina and I are sitting on my patio, sipping iced tea and talking about life. She’s telling me a story about her husband, Jackson—who I’ve always thought of as the quiet, reliable type—and then she drops the bombshell: “Kristin, I think I married a nudist.”

I choked on my tea.

Now, as someone who proudly lives a nudist lifestyle, you’d think I’d be the least surprised by this revelation. But hearing Georgina, of all people, utter those words? It was like finding out a penguin had decided to take up skydiving.

At first, she was all flustered and wide-eyed, listing off “clues” she’d missed before the wedding. The way Jackson always insisted on being “comfortable” at home. His strange enthusiasm for their honeymoon trip to a beach that just happened to be clothing-optional. The fact that he’d mysteriously stopped buying socks after they moved in together. Piece by piece, it all added up to one undeniable truth: Georgina’s husband was, in fact, a nudist.

The moment she finished her story, I burst out laughing.

“What’s so funny?” she demanded.

“You,” I said. “You married a nudist, and you’re acting like he’s secretly an international spy. This isn’t a crisis—it’s comedy gold.”

That’s when I had the idea for this book.

See, I’ve been living the nudist lifestyle for years, and while I’ve heard plenty of wild stories, I’ve never come across anything quite like Georgina’s journey. She went from a fully-clothed skeptic to a woman who somehow managed to survive (and thrive) in a marriage with a man who’d rather burn his pants than wear them.

This isn’t my story to tell, though—it’s hers. So, in the spirit of friendship and because I begged her endlessly, Georgina has agreed to write this book. She’s going to share every hilarious, awkward, and surprisingly heartwarming detail of what it’s like to be married to a nudist when you’re not one yourself.

Georgina’s not here to sell you on nudism or convince you to join a naturist club. (Trust me, she still wears clothes every chance she gets.) Instead, this book is for anyone who’s ever loved someone with a lifestyle so different from their own that it leaves them scratching their head—and maybe even laughing a little.

So grab a cup of tea (and maybe a towel, just in case), and get ready to hear Georgina’s side of the story. You’re in for a wild ride.

Oh, and one last thing: Jackson has read this manuscript. He’s approved every word, and yes, he’s still very naked. Enjoy!