I guess I could hang out for one drink.

I replied to his text.

Hey! I just finished up - getting off early for once! But if you're in the mood for a drink I can hang back and grab one with you!

Why not. Maybe it would be nice. I did like Tim after all, and we hadn't chatted much lately.

I sat in the back of the bar with my rum & coke and waited. About 10 minutes later Tim showed up, dressed simply in a tee shirt and shorts.

"Sorry it took me a minute, there must be something going on, I had to park pretty far away!" He said, smiling. I offered to get him whatever he wanted. I returned a moment later with a whiskey coke for him.

We sat and chatted about what he and Gage had been up to. The group had collected around three thousand signatures, which to be honest was way more than I thought they would get. But unfortunately, it looked like they would not be meeting their goal. I asked if they were going to stop going out to get signatures.

"Absolutely not," he said, "I love the cause, and even if it is an uphill battle I want to show others its possible, even if this time isn't oour time."

I admired Tim's perserverence and fighting for his cause. We talked about other random things for a bit, and before we knew it an hour had passed.

"Well I'm enjoying our talk, but I'm sure you're tired!" Tim said. "We can take an early exit if you want."

"That might be best, I have to work tomorrow evening too," I said. I stood up and felt the drinks hit me immediately. Tim clearly noticed.

"How about I give you a lift? I don't have much going on tomorrow afternoon, so I could bring you back up here for your shift. I don't think you should drive."

I took him up on his offer. We started the long walk back to his car and kept chatting. We talked about his upbringing, how he had been raised to be very prudish. It wasn't until he moved out on his own that he embraced nudism after experiencing what it was like to be naked outside of the bathroom. Gage's mother who had passed when he was young allowed Tim to embrace that side of him, and allowed Gage to participate. While she was never the most nudist minded, she had participated to show understanding for the other two. Tim had a nice story.

"Well, I hope you get to pass your law change," I said, definitiely drunk, "then you could get naked on a walk like this."

"That would be nice, I bet the summer air would feel great on my skin," he replied.

"No one's around anyway, why should it matter what some dumbass law says if you want to be comfortable," I said.

Tim stopped and looked around a bit. It was quiet out. Most of the cars had left. There were the amber lights of the street lamps, but other than that not bright at all.

"You're right," he said, "Who cares?"

To my shock, Tim whipped his shirt off, and within seconds was unfastening his shorts. He peeled them off in one swift motion and stood there in just his shoes, his modestly sized pecker flaccidly sticking out of his pubes. He grabbed his clothes and led the way. His hairy ass was my north star now, apparently.

"That's more like it!" he exclaimed. I followed his pace, shocked at what he did.

"What if someone sees?" I asked.

"You were right Henry, who cares! It's just a body! Just an ass, just a penis, who cares!" Tim said very drunkenly. Clearly it was starting to hit him now.

We walked for a bit, Tim whistling as he strolled naked. His car was on the street ahead of us. Right as we were less than twenty feet from it, the sound of one horn blare and red and blue lightss flashed, illuminating the street before us. An officer pulls up and asks us to stop.

"What's going on gentlemen? Are you having a crisis?" he asked.

"No, this is just how I prefer to be comfortable!" Tim slurred.

"Alright, sir, I'm gonna need to take you with me." The officer replied.

I started freaking out, trying to explain what had happened and it was my fault for even making the suggeestion, but Tim told me to calm down. He complied, and got into the car with the officer. As they pulled away I stood there alone.