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GOODBYE USAIn April, 1971 Sarah and I had only six weeks left to serve in the Air Force having served seven years seven months a three stripe Sergeant living in a modern open plan apartment in a block of eight apartments. Next door neighbour Captain Frank was away in Indiana on leave and had told us he planned to ask his girl friend Anita to marry him. He,d told us they,d been engaged for over a year and it was about time they got married(she said Yes and they married in Juky). So Sarah had only me now for sexynfun as her friend Debbie and hubby Steve we’re now stationed in Michigan. Sarah had found birth control pills nothing but trouble as they made her feel sick and she suffered very heavy periods when taking them so it was damned rubbers which I,ve always detested as it messed up spontaneous love making and when I or Sarah went to take it off I always lost pubic hair unless I shaved it off. Even did that occasionally, but it itches like crazy when it grew back. Haven,t shaved my pubic Bush in years and don,t ever intend to again! We decided to visit my late Uncle John and Aunt Tillie in the San Juans for the final time before we were set to emigrate to London. Tillie,s eldest son Norm was in Bellingham for the weekend playing with his rock band, his sister Ella with him and young brother Phil staying overbwith a friend kars escort so it was just the four of us as we arrived in my blue and white 1963 Chevy Impala. Tillie had married first husband Perry when pregnant with Norm at age sixteen. Perry was forty years old and had recently retired after twenty years with the Navy. She,d had the three c***dren in just five years and then Perry collapsed and died from a. Massive heart attack , age forty five! Apparently he had a weak heart, but it seemed odd the navy hadn,t diagnosed it! She married John three years later. John, an army veteran who,d been a guest in a Japanese pow camp in the Phillipines for a year was an alcoholic who could only sleep when pissed because if he was sober he had recurring nightmares. I recall going out to a meal at a local restaurant with John one evening when a Japanese looking man approached walking his dog down the sidewalk. John deliberately crossed tomthe opposite side to avoid the man and offered no explanation, but we knew he hated anything to do with Japan! He,d been awarded,any medals but told me “Those pretty ribbons and fifty cents will buy you a cup of coffee, but they won,t bring my platoon back!” He,d been a platoon sergeant when his unit were overrun and his men either killed or captured! He spent over a year in a VA kastamonu escort Hospital efore they,d release him and I think that was a mistake. Despite all that John liked me and liked the fact that like him I,d seen combat first hand in Vietnam. “ There,s Nothing in this world that can prepare you for how you feel when you realise those bullets flying and bombs going off are aimed directly at You!! Am I Right?” He asked. “You,re right! Uncle John. I was scared shitless!” “So was I dear Joe. All my boys were and I couldn,t doa fucking thing to save even one of them!” That was the only time he ever discussed the war with me. By 9 pm Joh. Was passed out on the sofa so Tillie got a blanket and pulled it over him.”He,ll sleep it off and be ready to start all over again in the morning!” She told us. “Is it killing him?” Sarah asked. “Of course it,s killing him! I hate to think of the state of his liver, but down deep he,s still a good man and loves you two.” She replied truthfully. Sarah not much later excused herself as we,d been drinking white wine and wine makes her sleepy. Tillie and I said we,d just watch the end of the TV movie and then we,d turn in. Twenty minutes later I. Necked and Sarah was fast asleep. ”She,s fast asleep.” I told my aunt. She poured out another glass of wine and announced escort bayan she was just going to put on her pyjamas. Fifteen minutes later she came back in just a baby doll nightie with brief black lace panties and no bra so I could see her small yet firm titties under the sheer material. “Strange pyjamas!” I commented as she sat next to me and raised the glass to her lips. “ Too hot for them. Are you complaining then? You have seen auntie s tits. Efore Joe!” “ Not for some years now and Not since you were married!” I qualified my statement. “Do you re ember when I used to sneak you up to my room at Mom,s place, take my panties off and let you play with my pussy?” “Just about! What was I seven or eight?” I was fifteen and you were seven!” She chuckled. “ You ate pussy good even then. Do you eat Sarah,s pussy?”” Of course I do!” “Then please Eat nine? John Won,t do that any more. Oh he still loves me to suck him off and he even gets hard enough to fuck me now and then, but I don,t get my pussy licked!” she moaned. “Okay But it,s just between the two of us!” “No need for anyone else. You eat my fur burger and I,ll suck and swallow you as I,ve always been curios what your cum tastes like.” “Okay.” Once I,d made her have multiple orgasms with my mouth tongue and lips she sucked me and then gulped me down. “For old time,s sake!” She kissed me letting me taste myself on her lips. The time till my service ended flew by and it was time to take a three week visit to my parents and brother which I,ve written about. Later in early July we emigrated to London and so began a new life in another country!

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