The Kiss

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billrunnels

billrunnels

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I was spending the weekend at the YMCA in Bedford enjoying the swimming pool etc. I noticed a flyer promoting a carnival in town so decided to go. It was set up a lot like those in the USA. The milk bottle throw was a lark. The balls were so light you could rare back, hit the bottles dead center and at best they would quiver. I met a beautiful young lady while there. We hung out together taking in the attractions. It was late and I asked her if I could walk her home. In the process of saying good night we had a memorable kiss which made my day.

P.S. I havn't shared this story with my wife so mum is the word:p
 
pbehn said:
When we visited Cambridge and Duxford we stayed in a B&B in Little Walden, which is a village next to an ex USAF air base. When your boys went home they took half the young women there with them, still gossiped about now because the control tower is just outside the village, now a very large house.

www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3524336/Second-World-War-RAF-control-tower-used-oversee-100-bombing-raids-ahead-D-Day-sale-775-000-converted-stylish-family-home.html
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Wow! What a creative idea. It is a beautiful home. Thanks for sharing the pictures
 
Vietnamese women (girls?) were TINY!! At 6' 4" and +190 lbs (1.93m +87kg) it was very difficult to convince myself that a 4' 8" (1.4m) girl was a fully consenting female. Most if not all had been sold by their families and were allowed to send some money back home. I always felt like a pedophile. On the other hand getting almost killed several times a week does something to the male hormones and it was impossible to walk into a bar without getting a double armfull of willing, young, and lovely females sticking their tongues in your ear. "Me love you long time, Joe". We males only have a limited amount of blood and the big head drained pretty quickly in those days.
 
billrunnels said:
I was spending the weekend at the YMCA in Bedford enjoying the swimming pool etc. I noticed a flyer promoting a carnival in town so decided to go. It was set up a lot like those in the USA. The milk bottle throw was a lark. The balls were so light you could rare back, hit the bottles dead center and at best they would quiver. I met a beautiful young lady while there. We hung out together taking in the attractions. It was late and I asked her if I could walk her home. In the process of saying good night we had a memorable kiss which made my day.

P.S. I havn't shared this story with my wife so mum is the word:p
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You jogged a memory Bill. Years ago I was working in a one horse town near Milan and so I took an overnight train to Paris to see some old work mates for the weekend. On the return journey, I ended up in a cabin with what I thought were two French women, one old one young. The six seat cabins become three bed cabins, all a bit "too close and over familiar" for strangers. After a while we went to sleep, and were woken up just before arrival, we made a lot of "small talk" in French and got off the train. As soon as the old lady was gone the young one said "do you fancy a coffee" in English. She was English but with a French mother and a natural linguist she also had perfect Italian. She was studying art in Venice and her train didn't leave until the evening, we spent the day sightseeing in Milan looking around the Cathedral and other sights then went back to the station, had a hug wished each other "all the best" and went our separate ways.
 
pbehn said:
You jogged a memory Bill. Years ago I was working in a one horse town near Milan and so I took an overnight train to Paris to see some old work mates for the weekend. On the return journey, I ended up in a cabin with what I thought were two French women, one old one young. The six seat cabins become three bed cabins, all a bit "too close and over familiar" for strangers. After a while we went to sleep, and were woken up just before arrival, we made a lot of "small talk" in French and got off the train. As soon as the old lady was gone the young one said "do you fancy a coffee" in English. She was English but with a French mother and a natural linguist she also had perfect Italian. She was studying art in Venice and her train didn't leave until the evening, we spent the day sightseeing in Milan looking around the Cathedral and other sights then went back to the station, had a hug wished each other "all the best" and went our separate ways.
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Sounds like a memorable experience to me. Thanks for sharing.
 
billrunnels said:
I was spending the weekend at the YMCA in Bedford enjoying the swimming pool etc. I noticed a flyer promoting a carnival in town so decided to go. It was set up a lot like those in the USA. The milk bottle throw was a lark. The balls were so light you could rare back, hit the bottles dead center and at best they would quiver. I met a beautiful young lady while there. We hung out together taking in the attractions. It was late and I asked her if I could walk her home. In the process of saying good night we had a memorable kiss which made my day.

P.S. I havn't shared this story with my wife so mum is the word:p
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Did you get to see this lady again Bill, did you keep in contact with her after you have returned to the US?

I always found interesting how love (and lust) flourishes during wartime and to read about the large number of American servicemen who found their sweethearts in Britain and took them back with them to America.

One of the memorable stories I remember hearing at an airshow was from a gentleman who told me how his father, a B-17 pilot met his future wife, an English girl working the land in the fields right next to the air base.

Cheers
 
airminded88 said:
Did you get to see this lady again Bill, did you keep in contact with her after you have returned to the US?

I always found interesting how love (and lust) flourishes during wartime and to read about the large number of American servicemen who found their sweethearts in Britain and took them back with them to America.

One of the memorable stories I remember hearing at an airshow was from a gentleman who told me how his father, a B-17 pilot met his future wife, an English girl working the land in the fields right next to the air base.

Cheers
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I am sorry to say I did not see her again. I didn't even get her phone number. How dumb is that?
 
billrunnels said:
I am sorry to say I did not see her again. I didn't even get her phone number. How dumb is that?
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Bill, there was a war on, unless she was the local Duchess I doubt she had a phone, when I met my wife in 1981 there was no phone in her house. With the young woman I met on the train we didn't even discuss phone numbers or meeting again or keeping in touch we were just ships passing and enjoying a moment.
 
billrunnels said:
Would you believe this was the only kiss I got while in the UK. That makes it special.:cool:
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Bill, I had two years in Saudi Arabia, in that two years I had only one "conversation" with a woman. Walking around a supermarket a woman from your side of the pond crunched my ankle with her trolley, she said "sorry" and I said "It's OK". In the word "sorry" I couldn't tell if she was from USA or Canada but since she nearly broke my ankle it could have been Australian.
 
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