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| If you were suddenly naked in front of everyone at work (or school), what would you say to them? (Don't forget the reasons behind your decision!) A Dream? I hope Okay, I am standing in the dining area of the pub and I realise I have nothing on. Of course it has to be a Friday and there is standing room only. Now seventy-five plus people can see me in all my, what's the word opposite of glory?, well thats what my all my is. I have been naked in public places in dreams and have avoided talking to the people around me, so I am totally unprepared as a cry of SPEECH, SPEECH can be heard erupting from the back of the crowd and like a crashing wave everyone takes up the chant. To my dismay, all eyes are now turned toward me and I'm the one to give the speech. YIKES!!!!! I look for the hole that doesn't exist and start to worry that this is one of those noninteractive dreams where I must go along until it allows me that power to change it. I feel myself heat as my skin turns a scarlet red from my breasts up to the roots on my head. The dizziness and pounding heartbeat in my ears threaten to drown out the raucus demand that I give an accounting of myself. My hands are frozen at my sides not knowing where to cover and knowing whatever they try to cover wouldn't matter. I think about covering my face, except everyone already knows who I am so there goes any chance of hiding my identity. Public speaking has never been one of my strong suits, and hey! isn't the audience suppose to be naked and not the speaker? Somehow, I find myself on the step stool I use to reach items on the top shelf in the kitchen and the pounding surf of voices dies down to a silence that is near sufficating. From this position I can see over the crowd and damn! there isn't a frown amongst them. I clear my throat and a beer is placed in my hand. I drink a sip and it does the trick for wetting my dry mouth and loosening the tightness around my vocal cords. "Well I." I stop as the works squeek out and clear my throat again. This time I take a long drink from the beer. Again I feel a warmth growing, but mainly from my cheeks and the dizziness is different. I feel myself smile as the alcohol numbs most of the embarrassment of my circumstance. "Well now, even for an impromptu speech there has to be a given topic and a time limit, so what is it you wish me to talk about?" Someone in the crowd, I don't see who it is, yells back, "Well for one where are your clothes?" Laughter erupts and I find myself raising my hands to quiet the crowd. "Well, now that is a damn good question. I was hoping you or someone would have the answer to that. But you see, I'm thinking that this is a very realistic dream and that I'm feeling naked because there is something I think everyone knows about me which makes me very uncomfortable." "But, darlin' you ARE naked and this ain't no dream you are havin'. "Well in that case I guess all I have to say is," I strike a pose as if I am standing with my back to a mirror, my hands on my hips, and looking back at the reflection shown and say, "Damn! a broad should be broad, but NOT THAT BROAD!" Laughter and cheers erupt all around. I step off the stool and exit out the door, get into my truck and make a hasty retreat to my home, my room and realize, this wasn't a dream, it was simply surreal... Take care and may your road lead to only good places. Deb Compassion and the effort to try and understand some thing that was not understood before is a step toward acceptance not only of others but most importantly of yourself.    ~~Image #6000 Sharing Restricted~~
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