I was 20 at the time, my friend Ana from college and I were backpacking around Germany. It was Sunday afternoon and all shops were closed, apparently the Germans don’t do business on Sundays. We walked the streets and came across the first place that was open – a modern gym and spa facility.
A lot of young guys and girls were going in so we followed. We paid thirty Euros, we were handed white towels and entered to find saunas, steam rooms, relaxation beds and a gym. We looked for the change rooms. I thought I was seeing things when a totally naked girl, who looked in her twenties, walked right past us to enter one of the many saunas.
“I think this place is clothing optional,” I whispered to Ana in Slovak who was walking behind me.
There were a number of saunas each at different temperatures. We agreed to meet up at the lowest temperature sauna and then we parted to go to the change rooms. I got a locker, undressed and packed away all my clothes, except for my panties (white cotton bikini style), which I left on. I wrapped the white towel around my boobs like a boob tube and around my waist, and went to meet Ana. She was standing outside, waiting for me in a black string bikini.