Betcha can’t guess how I came to be driving naked down interstate 35 north of Denton, Texas one June night! Well, okay I wasn’t completely naked, just naked enough to get me arrested for indecent exposure if the highway patrol pulled me over which they didn’t so it was totally okay.

The simple fact is that my friends and I were all drunk on womanpower and it just seemed like a really good idea, a — our breasts are beautiful, no patriarchal institution cops are gonna tell us what to do – kind of idea. Yeah!

Now if you’re a Seinfeld fan you know that there is “good naked” and “bad naked.” I’ve always been a fan of “good naked” myself, which means the bedroom with the lights off. If I had only known back when I was 20 how bad “bad naked” can get I would have been much more liberal with my definition of “good naked” – lord, I should have been walking around with every light in the house on and the blinds open!

I’m pretty sure the first time I got naked anywhere besides my bedroom or bathroom was sitting by a campfire behind a cabin on the Frio River in south Texas. I actually had a blanket wrapped around me but I was naked underneath and it felt completely decadent and free and yummy – of course the weed and the smores weren’t bad either.

But I digress – back to driving naked on the interstate. It all started because it was my friend Jennifer’s birthday and she wanted to celebrate with a trip to Turner Falls in Oklahoma’s Arbuckle Mountains. We of course said, it’s your day darlin, packed a bunch of junk food and took off.

It was a completely wonderful day but it got even better that night when we built a campfire and the girl talk began in earnest. I have no idea how we got to talking about this but we began telling detailed stories about the most wonderful things that our lovers had done to us.   We laughed and oohed and aahed over every impressive feat and all took notes so we’d be prepared the next time a loverly opportunity presented itself.

So like I said, we were feeling all womanly and sassy and sex goddesses-like when we finally called it a night and started the drive back to Denton. We’re driving along when someone, who shall remain nameless, said, hey let’s take our shirts off. Now I would love to tell you that I was the first one to strip but I was driving and kinda felt like I had to be responsible or a stick in the mud or something. I mean it didn’t stop me from ripping my shirt off but it did take me like two seconds longer than it should have.

So I had been very carefully driving the speed limit for a while (didn’t want to get pulled over) when I looked out the passenger-side window and the moon was bright orange and so big it filled up the whole sky. And while we stared in disbelief it just got bigger and darker and redder. I mean it freaked us out!

We had never seen anything like it. We’re all like, turn on the radio so we can hear the report about the world coming to an end. We thought it was War of The Worlds or something. Then it dawned on us – We Had Done It!

We had created more powerful, bare-breasted, sex goddess, womanly moon connection lunar something or other than the world had ever seen and the moon was just completely bowled over by our beauty – hence this breathtakingly awesome display!

We were frigging amazing!

So it was the next day when we learned that it had actually been a full lunar eclipse; however, that doesn’t mean we didn’t have anything to do with it! I mean it was all just a little too much to be a coincidence don’t ya think?

Sex, moon, breasts, lovers – it’s powerful stuff!  Damn right.