Mona's sister, Molly

Molly is Mona's younger sister and they are very close. Whenever Molly arrives for a visit -- even if she was just here the previous weekend -- they will squeal and hug each other and then there will be a flurry of little kisses on each other's cheeks and lips as if they'd been separated for ages. It is sweet to see.

I have four older sisters, so I understand sisterly love, but Mona and Molly have something really special. They are close in age and grew up sharing a room and sleeping in the same bed. I always had my own room because it was the nursery, and I was the accidental last kid, so that just stayed my room.

I love Molly too because we have a lot in common, starting with having been the babies of our families. We were both coddled and pampered and told by way too many people how adorable we were. That's our excuse for now being attention-addicted exhibitionists. We joke that we would start our own support group, except we've never found anyone else quite like us.

Molly and I also share an appreciation for outdoor nude frolicking in all kinds of weather. Like me, she used to sneak out of her family's house at night to run naked in the backyard just for the thrill of it. Doing that was a little riskier for her because she had a dad and older brothers, while I was in an all-female household. But Molly had something I didn't have -- an accomplice. Mona got a kick out of encouraging her sister's little kink and would be her lookout and cheerleader. Like a lot of sisters who are close in age and share a bed, they did a little kissing and boob fondling, but did not get any more physical than that. However, the fact that one sister was a lesbian and the other a bisexual nudist did add a certain sexy playfulness to their relationship.

In fact, Mona decided this experience was so tantalizingly fun that in adulthood she looked for girlfriends who were comfortable being naked -- which is where I came into the picture. As I have written elsewhere, Andrea and I were co-workers, and she and other girls would party at my apartment, where I would be casually nude. Andrea had known Mona since college, and she guessed correctly that we would make a good match.

Mona, who analyzes everything and can draw a whiteboard diagram explaining how she chose her outfit today, says that people tend to have a built-in template for our perfect mate, and we look for people who fit. Typically, that model is based on one of your parents, but Professor Mona postulates that for her and Molly, the model was each other. So Molly and I are a lot alike because Mona was attracted to me because I fit the mold that was based on her kid sister.

So when I met Molly, we instantly hit it off, and I have told Mona that she is damn lucky I met her first because if I'd met Molly first, who knows? Actually, that probably wouldn't have worked out because we are too similar. Couples need to be different from each other. Granted, there was that one time that we accidentally almost had sex, but other than that, being with Molly is more like being with my 13-year-old BFF, and we are going to have a slumber party and stay up as late as we want!

And, of course, whenever she visits, the two of us go out and frolic naked in whatever kind of weather Mother Nature gave us that day. The first time Molly visited, she was blown away by the sheer vastness and seclusion of our property, tucked away up here on our hidden hilltop, and that afternoon, I took her on a long naked hike. She did cartwheels.

Molly lives in the city in a peeling yellow Victorian house in one of the historic neighborhoods close to downtown. Mona and I have visited her there a couple times, and it is a real party place. Only six or seven women actually live there, but every evening, a bunch of other women drop by for dinner and drinks (Molly has recently started writing about this). Most of the girls are in the soft-butch to biker-dyke range, so Molly is the house femme. Before she moved in, everyone already knew about her nudity habit and enthusiastically encouraged her to be naked whenever she felt like it. So on a typical evening, Molly will be hanging out naked as people just show up unannounced, and before you know it, there will be 12 or 15 women crowded around a big table in the kitchen eating and drinking. Molly said I could go naked too, but I haven't. It would be fun to do that one of these days, but for now, I kinda like blending into the crowd as Molly is in the spotlight.

Although she gets to be naked around more people than I do, there is only a little bit of private backyard suitable for outdoor frolicking. That's why when she visits our house, she is always ready to go on naked hikes. Nowadays, whenever she visits for a weekend, she undresses as soon as she arrives and stays naked until Sunday evening when she's getting ready to leave. That means she and I will both be nude when we have guests Friday night or Saturday -- and that has included Jack. In fact, although those two have been at social gatherings at my house three or four times so far, he has never seen her any other way but nude.

Yes, of course I am trying to match them up, but they have not been cooperating. She is bisexual and although she finds him "lumberjack handsome," she currently has a girlfriend in the city. Plus, I can see why she might consider it . . . complicated . . . to start dating her sister-in-law's ex-boyfriend and current sperm donor. Also, Jack still lives in a different city and only visits here once a month when I am ovulating.

Despite all of that, I am convinced they would make a great couple, and of course, I have told them so because I am a meddlesome busybody. It even makes sense according to Mona's theory that we seek mates who remind us of someone in our family. Mona was drawn to me because my personality reminded her of Molly, so it makes sense that Molly would be drawn to Jack because personality-wise, he's a lot like Mona -- which he is. Both are highly competent at everything they do and unflappable in any situation. They always know what needs to be done at any given moment and usually even have the skills to do that thing themselves. Nothing is a big deal to them. Nothing makes them frazzled or frustrated because even something that is really challenging is just another intriguing puzzle to be solved.

Jack and Mona also have a similarly dry sense of humor. They don't show off or tell jokes with punchlines, but instead make these little understated asides almost under their breath, and it takes your brain a few seconds to work out the joke, but then you laugh so suddenly you are at risk of expelling bodily fluids from one end or the other. And, of course, they are both film buffs who quote lines from movies no one else has even heard of.

So, like my matchmaking mentor, Emma Woodhouse, I am biding my time and whispering my encouragements.