Hello. This is the split in the file here
Seems to be end of first part. But not beginning of second part.
Your latest entry just became the first item on page 7 on my laptop view and is not attached to anything so I'm not sure what you mean about the "split in the file"Hello. This is the split in the file here
Again, this message is "stand alone" and not attached to anything, so I have no idea what you are seeing. I would be interested in what you see on your laptop.Seems to be end of first part. But not beginning of second part.
Must be a memory limit on the cellphoneYour latest entry just became the first item on page 7 on my laptop view and is not attached to anything so I'm not sure what you mean about the "split in the file"
Hope so!Must be a memory limit on the cellphone
Any replies get appended to the end of the file. Yet seems to be a page break where April entries are not displayed. WeirdHope so!
I just have to laugh at people who are bothered by all bold letters or all capital letters as if the writer were actually yelling. They don't seem to mind piss poor grammar or so many other issues, but, those bold & capital letters are a real problem! Really?! ROTFLMAO!!!
Also true with Susan. One of the Officers wives recruited other white wives into their BBC whores club and made arrangements for the sex parties. Not uncommon that the officers wives were the most active whores but they also wanted the usually younger white enlisted wives to join them.ON WITH THE STORY . . .
I made it back to the bug without a problem and drove off of the kaserne, headed to my own kaserne across town. As the gate guard waved me onto my kaserne I thought, "there is no place quite as deserted as a US Army kaserne, in Germany, at this time of the morning - not a soul in sight".
I had anticipated that I would end up in exactly this situation (Nothing to do and no where to go, in the middle of the night) and I had no intention of sleep in in the bug so I had set up a cot in my section room which was located in the basement of my unit's barracks. There was a back entrance from the parking lot and I could easily get to my section room without being seen. I set my digital watch to alarm at 0530 and crashed.
I was up as the charge-of-quarters began the morning routine and slipped out to my car and drove to the nearby mess hall for some coffee with my buddies before heading home to retrieve the girls.
At my quarters, I complained to Sharon (who looked amazingly fresh and rested - how does she do that?) that there was no way to cleanup at the inspection site because of a broken water pipe. I grabbed a quick shower and shave and changed into a fresh uniform and we were off!
On the way to the appt. I probed Sharon about her activities while I was "gone", and she gave not a clue about her sex-capades in my absence.
For the next few weeks, things were quiet and our normal dull routines dominated our schedules. The only event that was remarkable was the annual "family-day". Every year our unit would host a family-day, which gave the families a chance to come into the company area and see the facilities, what we did and meet one another. It featured food provided by the mess hall and fun and games "picnic-style" around the company area.
The troops had set up some GP medium tents and tables at the back of the parking area on the grass for people to meet, eat and greet. Sharon had taken the girls and set up in one corner of one of the tents and we had made plates for the girls and ourselves and were eating lunch. A lot of the other families were set up in a similar fashion and the Commander, XO and First Sergeant were walking around visiting with the families as they ate.
I looked up to see our XO and his wife, Becky, coming towards our table as they worked their way through the families. I though to my self - now this should be interesting (at this point, neither lady knew who the other was and neither knew what I knew about their "late-night-activities".
Sharon was busy with the girls and did not look up until they were at our table. Observing their reactions carefully, I stood up and introduced everyone to one another. They both covered up their previous knowledge, brilliantly; but if you were watching closely, you could see the surprise on their faces and the recognition in their eyes as they met and made small-talk.
As is usual in these situations the small-talk was just that - small (and unremarkable) except for this exchange between the ladies:
Sharon - Pleased to meet you - smiling.
Becky - You, too, are you all enjoying family-day?
Sharon - Yes, It's fun to see where Gary spends so much of his time and the people he works with.
Becky - I think it is a big help to have more knowledge about what goes on up here, too.
slight pause in the conversation.
Becky - I've never seen you at one of our "wives-meetings" (the XO's wife was in charge of the meetings for the unit's wives, an unofficial group which would meet monthly to discuss what was going on in the unit and socialize as well as stick together to help one another when the men were away), we would love to have you join us.
Sharon - I've thought about coming once or twice, but I'm usually tied up with the girls.
Becky - The good news is, we're now meeting in the rec-center and we have baby-care set up in another room so the ******* can meet and play as the ladies meet. No pressure, just give it a thought and if you have any questions, give me a call, our quarters phone number is on the unit alert roster. Just give me a call sometime - I'd love to talk to you some more (it was hard to see it but Becky put a little more emphasis on the last sentence.
Sharon - Sure, I'll give you a call.
More pleasantries were exchanged and they moved on.
Me - Are you really going to call her? (this would be a departure from Sharon's normal mode of staying more-or-less disengaged from the military-machine).
Sharon - Sure - why not? She seems nice enough. Besides, who knows, we might have a lot in common (sneaky little smile on her lips).
Sharon - She's very attractive, isn't she?
Me - that she is (well - this should be interesting) . . . .
ok on laptop Laptop has the page feature 1-7 NEXT phone does notI have written pretty regularly since I started in Mar. There is 6 pages of work and I can see all 6, if you see less, I'm not sure what the deal is?
laptop okMust be limited memory. Will try laptop. I only see mar and may using cellphone. Weird
Cool!ok on laptop Laptop has the page feature 1-7 NEXT phone does not
Please continue your storyCool!
Familar with the swinging with military white couples as you descibe and with officer vs enlisted accept where it was white officer wives and black enlisted men. Always somewhat discrete because could ruin mans career or at minimum get him transferred and usually to someplace like Guam or Deigo Garcia or Vietnam. Mature officers who had been swinging for years were often nasty bitches who used up the young hung men quickly. Whoa to the young black enlisted man who thought he was Alpha or said something not respectfull about her. Blacks learned quickly to keep silent and secret. Hell to pay if they were found out. But so many Hot white wives after the BBC with husbands away on deployment. Many had ******* too but that did not seem to matter or interfere.I'm going to try to write today - work is keeping me occupied for the moment.