The Colonel,s Daughter 2
Jeannie Tilson was the daughter of a full bird colonel I found out from a friend while she was in the USA visiting with her family though her father was in maintenance which had nothing to do with me as an air policeman though some high ranking officers took exception to enlisted men fucking their daughters though I,m sure Jeannie never told her father about us. When I confronted her with the news after she came back to do her show her reply was “Yes he,s a full Colonel, but so what? He doesn,t run my life. I like you a lot and I love fucking you and I,m not gonna tell him about what we get up to!” “Fine! I was just annoyed you Didn,t tell me!” “The reason I don,t was some guys get the wrong idea about me or think I,m untouchable by being a senior officer,s Daughter! You know me better than that now hush and give me one of your special welcome back hot kisses!” She put on a long playing record and soon that kiss led to a passionate fuck that left us drained, but happy. “You won,t be all that happy when I tell you that I,m going to college in September at Florida State and will be staying with Aunt Inga and Uncle Stan and their family for the next four years while I study geology.” “Congratulations, I Didn,t know you liked rocks!” “It,s not just about rocks, much more involved than that.” “We,d better do it as often as we can then as you,ve only got two months till September?” I suggested. “Sounds a good idea! Your cock likes it, too!” The subject of her leaving for college was put on hold as we continued our affair, but By mid August I was awakened one morning, told to get my already packed duffel bag and report fully dressed at the armoury in twenty minutes where I was issued a rifle and ammunition and within the hour hurried aboard a C-130 Hercules aircraft enroute to Tan Son Nhut Air Base just outside Saigon(Ho Chi Minh City) for four months of temporary duty. It might have been just four months, but the enemy Didn,t know that and tried to terminate my life. I wrote to Jeannie at the radio station to explain my sudden disappearance, but she said her father had heard about Air police and air crew along with maintenance being sent there so Wasn,t surprised. Disappointing I did NOT get to say goodbye properly to Jeannie, but the Vietnamese girls were stunningly beautiful, very friendly and available to spend a whole night in passionate fucking for one packet of twenty cigarettes. I was back on Okinawa just in time for Christmas which. I had to work on. Later in 1971 whilst working security at McChord Air Base, Washington we got many flights returning directly from Vietnam where my job was to check air craft and toilets for abandoned d**gs returning vets decided to dump rather than try to get them through customs. One day as I chatted to an Army Sergeant I asked him what the current rate for pussy in Vietnam was and he promptly replied twenty dollars! Inflation affects everything I guess!! I,ve never seen Jeannie since the summer of 1964, but she certainly brings back some hot memories and my cock gets hard some times just remembering the stuff we used to get up to and never got caught even once!!