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Hello Folks

Well, sitting here, dreary day, rain has kept me inside today so was just thinking. Love it when the mind can take you places, see wonderful things, feel so much.......oh, sorry. Was actually thinking about a funny story. Been doing the serious lately so think it is time for another of those "special friend" stories. Sorry beast, it isn't about your "lights".

So for those that haven't heard the previous special friend stories, need to let you know something about her. I have always been, I guess you coulkd say proper, upright, never really let loose and have "wild fun" , didn't want to get in trouble you see. She was a free spirit, Texas born and raised and with a heart as big as the state. And in her giving spirit she felt she needed to get me to loosen up, have fun. Her style of fun. She's the type, and she would actually do it, when a police car would drive by, sing at the top of her voice "bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do". Me, I'd shake my head and say "we're going to jail, we're going to jail". lol

So here we are, I came home one night, tired and worn out after a very long day. She met me at the door and said, get changed, we're going for a walk. Well, a lot of times when there was something important to discuss, we'd go for a walk. Images of the old cartoon where bugs bunny got in the dog's head about when the hunter had an old dog they'd go for a hunt, only, two went out and only one came back. I just wasn't ready for that kind of talk.

So I balked, it was too cold, wanting to eat, tired. All the standards. But I quickly realized, when she is set on something, there isn't any changing it. So I relented and got changed. I looked at her and wondered when she was going to change. She was wearing an old over sized sweatshirt and sweat pants. Not her usual black jeans and cowboy boots. She said, just throw on some sweats and let's go. Humm, this must really be serious.

Well I changed and we started out. Cue the ominous music, she wasn't talking. Asked her where she wanted to go and what she wanted to talk about. She said just be quiet and follow her. Well what could I say. This is going to be bad. Started taking stock of the CD collection and whose was whose.

Walked for a mile in silence, past her work, up the hill, around the bunker (on AF base at the time) and with each step that feeling of doom. Finally I decided what do I have to lose and spoke. Where are we going, not much else out in this direction. She said someplace where we could talk. So we started down on the other side of the hill towards the golf course. A little ways down we veared off and headed for some bushes. Oh no. She's even found a place to hide the body. Well she picked a way through the bushes and broke free on the other side. Before us was a picnic shelter sitting up on the side of this hill. It overlooked the lower part of the base and runways. Actually was a very quiet and pretty place, looking out and seeing all the lights.

She sat down and I sat next to her, knowing I didn't want to see her face to face if we were going to have "that talk". Then she just started in, chatting away, about her day, mail she had received, and making plans for the weekend. Well that was a plus right? Plans, but then, she didn't really mentioned me in those. So we talked and then she sorta just snuggled in closer to me. A little closer, closer still until, well, close enough that things started heating up. So here we are, sitting on top of a hill, looking out over....lights, watching the traffic below, and getting all heated up. Maybe this wasn't a bad thing after all I thought as the fear escaped from my mind.

With the fear gone, well, things just sorta sprung up. I stood, took her by the hand and was going to take her back to the room.

Oh no, she had other plans. When she got to the edge of the picnic table, she bent over and slowly pulled down those sweats......oh how I love those elastic bands : ) Think she had this planned out. Well, shaking the head in disbelief, and looking all around I proceeded to ..... ah...... well......, you know.

Oh what a change in plans this turn out to be. But still, that little voice in my head was saying, what the heck are you doing? You know anybody could be walking by and see you. But soon the uneasiness was gone. Think it happened when she started in vocalizing her pleasure, and could she ever vocalize. Things were just about to hit a peak...................LIGHTS, OMG, LIGHTS. Was it fireworks fueled by the passion? NO, F'ing LIGHTS. And they were moving up the hill. Realized it was a car, a car coming up the hill. But it was too late to do anything, all that was going through the head was finish, dammit, finish. lol. Then I saw it, that little bar on top of the car. Security. OMG, we're going to jail, we're going to jail. Bout that time two things happened, we crossed the finish line and a spotlight came on. All the while it was picking it's way through the trees we were getting things back together and finding a quick seat. So when the lights found us we were facing each other, faces flushed and she had this big ole grin on her face. Me, I think my face was turning blue from holding my breath, we're going to jail, we're going to jail.

Then by magic, the light flicked off and they turned and head back down the hill. We're not going to jail, we're not going to jail.

And then the laughter could be heard all through the base that night as we laughed all the way home.

Oh Beast,

Somehow I knew that question would come up, and guess what? I left the color out intentionally. You will have to use your imagination on this one.

hint:

it was nighttime, does that help?

some things are better seen in the dark....................then again, some things disappear in the dark.