Mona's sister, Molly

Molly is Mona's younger sister and they absolutely adore each other. 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 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 like us.

Molly and I also share an appreciation for outdoor nudity 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 provocateur.

Now, just to be sure no one gets the wrong idea, Mona and Molly never did anything incestuous beyond the usual kissing and above-the-waist fondling that is common in sisters close in age. But the fact that one sister was a lesbian and the other a nudist did add a certain sexy playfulness to their relationship.

In fact, Mona decided this 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. Except for that one time we accidentally almost had sex, 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 in whatever kind of weather Mother Nature gave us that day. Mona acts like she thinks we are crazy, but we know that she adores that we are both crazy in this particular way. 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. Six or seven women live in it, and every evening, a bunch of other women drop by for dinner and drinks. Although she says there are occasionally dudes (I have never seen one), they can only come when brought as the guest of one of the visiting women. Molly is usually naked, so she will be sitting there nude at the dinner table, not knowing who is going to walk in the door. She told me I could be naked too, but I haven't yet. I probably will someday, but I kind of like just being in the background while she is the star.

Although she gets to be naked around lots 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. The last couple of times she visited, she made a point of undressing as soon as she arrived and staying naked until the next night when she's getting ready to leave.

Anyways ... I have been thinking ... that if Mona's "mating theory" is correct for herself then it is likely correct for Molly as well -- which would mean she is unconsciously seeking a mate who is like her big sister. And because Molly is bisexual the perfect mate could be either gender. Ergo, we can predict she would be attracted to someone who is unflappable in any situation, who always knows what needs to be done at any given moment and who usually even has the skills to do that thing themselves. Nothing is a big deal. Nothing makes them frazzled or frustrated because even something that is really challenging is just an intriguing puzzle to be solved. And because these people are so competent at everything they have a casual confidence that is earned and deserved. And you feel that genuine confidence and strength when you are with that person in stressful situations, BUT you ALSO feel it when you make love to that person. Or rather, when that person makes love to you, because they tend to take the lead, not because they are vain or pushy but just because it is natural for them to be in charge and you feel so secure in that and can relax and be the person YOU really are no matter who that is. And in addition to all of that, there is the dry sense of humor that this smart, confident person has. 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.

THAT is what Mona is like, and if that description is the "model" for Molly's ideal mate, well then, ahem ... I just might have someone in mind . . .