On the subject of not knowing those sorts of people or getting invited to those parties: Some people are just lucky. Many years ago, a friend of one of my close friends seemed to be incredibly lucky. He had the following happen to him:
- He visited my flat but got the wrong floor. The woman sharing the flat above mine answered the door and chatted with him for a while, during which her flatmate who was naked apart from a towel wrapped around her hair joined in the conversation completely unbothered by her own nude state.
- A bunch of female students flashed their boobs at him in a park (one of my other friends was there too).
- He worked on the 4th floor of an office building. Every morning at 11am, when his department was on a 10 minute break, he would go to the smoking room at the back of the floor. He didn’t smoke, but a girl in a block of flats behind the build, always chose that time to have her shower in full view of anyone in the smoking room (this was confirmed by other friends).
- His girlfriend wanted to be a model and asked him if it was okay for her to walk around his place naked so she could get used to it. I wasn’t too jealous of that but then I discovered that two of her wannabe-model friends would sometimes join her naked at his place too.
- For a few weeks (before he got sacked for being useless) he worked at a bar my wife managed. One evening there was a stag do which had booked a stripper. The stripper didn’t turn up so he asked one of the barmaids he worked with to strip instead. She did! (My wife confirmed that happened).
- He once lived in a shared house and the nextdoor neighbour would occasionally sunbathed naked in her back garden, overlooked by his room. I saw that one once, but on hot weekends she would spend hours naked.
He wasn’t very intelligent, certainly wasn’t good-looking, and didn’t appear to do anything to cause these situations. Female nudity just kept happening to him. I can only put it down to luck.