My sister and I ...

I'm not sure if any other people growing up in a naturist environment has had these experiences, but this seems a good place to ask.
My sister and I were both born into naturism, in that our parents were sort of the old "hippie" types, travelled around the country in an old VW Van, all tie-dye and carefree. When very young, we stayed in camps and communes where being naked was simply the norm. However, when I was almost 10 yrs old, we seemed to settle down at a Naturist Resort in the coastal mountains above Santa Cruz, Calif. Our Mom got a job there as the grounds-keeper while my dad finished his residency at near-by Stanford Hospital. The stability of finally having a "home" began our blending into the local communities. Up until that time, my younger sister and I had been home-schooled. We weren't so naive as to believe our naked bodies would be acceptable outside of the resort, or beaches, but I recall how odd it felt to be "required" to get dressed to leave the resort like our father did daily.
But what we were naive about was how being naturist would prove to be such fodder for teasing and downright bullying by our peer group.....the other kids at public school. Our parents had always taught us that there was absolutely nothing wrong, nasty, or obscene about our bodies, nor their functions, and therefore, shameless. Unlike many, our parents were totally "out-of-the-closet" about our way of life, and naturally, we shared their utopian views. Wow! Were we in for a shock!
For me, it began in girls gym class, Physical Ed. In the showers, the other kids immediately picked up on the fact that I had no tan-lines, but deeply tanned all-over. For my little sister, it started with her showing a friend a small picture in the heart-shaped locket worn around her neck. The tiny nude photo of herself sparked a torrent of accusations and finally, our parents were summoned to the two schools for counsel. Our education on discretion finally began. Our parents restarted our home-schooling regiment with heroic patience.
Sex. A basic biological function......how did it get so controversial, so twisted....a sanctuary for shame......something so natural become so repressed? Repressed to the point of whispers, but still loud enough to sell us everything from automobiles too hamburgers, lol. I realize our being reared as naturist, by free-spirited and acutely sexual parents, was unique even amidst our counter-culture lifestyle. Sex, for us, just was.
I never understood the "nudist", the nut-and-berry eater, mentality of denying that nudity was a sensual experience, no sexual motivation at all? If you have ever stood on a beach naked, felt the warmth of the sun, and the caress of a sea-breeze on your body like a lovers secret touch, you know that it's sensual....sexual! Early on, in my mind, I began to separate "nudist" from "naturists", the former being those morally elite who denied our humanity/sexuality (but still had to wear full make-up and hairspray out into nature), and us.....naturists who simply walked out of our communal showers ,into our day, only in well fitted sports-sandles and lathered with SP50 sunblock! All people who go nude are not of the same mind-set