I graduated high shoal in 1964 and as all young men at that time I had to make a choice. Since I was ineffective to go to college and get a deferment from the armed services draught, I had to either wait for my draft notice or join the military on my own. I chose the later. I joined the Air personnel and went off to canonic training in Texas.

Skip forward to 1967. I thought I wanted to see the globe so I volunteered for an oversea grant. I was hoping for Federal Republic of Germany, England, etc.but got an assignment to Kingdom of Thailand. Now there are some pretty remote assignments in Siam but I happen to get assigned to Don Maung royal stag Central Thai AFB in Bangkok. This was my number one experience of life outside the US.

Well I got immersed in the culture quickly. The guys who had been there a piece took me out the first base few days I was there and introduced me to the dark life in Bangkok. There was a red light dominion that was beyond anything I could own imagined. Bar after bar after bar with hundreds of woman working in them as prostitutes. All you had to do was go up to the bar tender and tell him which girl you wanted and pay the five dollar bill. Now a guy in the military does n't get paid much but at those price I figured I could fuck a womanhood every day of the month. LOL.

near of these `` girls '' were very vernal. Thailand was a very pitiable country. There was very piffling opportunity for charwoman to take a leak a career for themselves. Prostitution is sound and a way to lay down a expectant deal of money by Thai standards. So the women flocked to the cathouse in Bangkok. Many were I am sure under the legal age but the trade was governed and policed. There were many ugly women who worked the bars but there were some very moderately women who worked them also.

fountainhead I did n't love a woman every night because we were housed in a barrack stopping point to the fundament and close to the outside airport which was some distance from Bangkok proper. But we usually did go to the Nox nightclub on the weekends. We would drink that nasty tasting local beer, get drunk and learn a cocotte to a local hotel room for sex. It was always an risky venture. Sometimes I would wake up up with a butt ugly girl. But at last I had sex with a really woman. LOL.

During the week, since Bangkok was so far away, we would expend our meter at the NCO ( Noncommissioned Officers ) club on nucleotide. They had American beer for $ .25. Well at that Leontyne Price we could toast all night. They also served food for thought and had a cashier to cover the defrayal. There was a BEAUTIFUL Brigham Young charwoman who worked as the teller and she, as many other Thai woman do, took the kickoff name of Dang which in Thai means red.

Well Dang was very well-disposed and talked to all of the guy who came in the NCO golf-club. She would sing to me and be very friendly but I did n't think anything about it. I felt she was treating me the same as all of the other guy who came in there.

I worked at the dispensary which was located right next threshold to the NCO club. Therefore it was very convenient for me to slip over there after work and get a sandwich and drink a few beers. There was also amusement. All of the NCO society personnel knew that I worked the dispensary right next door and would take good care of you hoping to get a favor of some drugs or medical supplies from me. That 's the way things work in the military. You scratch my back and I will call off yours.

The dispensary was a very small one and there were only about 12 or 15 guy wire who manned it including the doctors. We had to be able-bodied to do several jobs and relieve each former for Chou dynasty and other occasions. And even though I was administrative I had to excuse the medical officer who were on duty alone at night. One nighttime I was on relief duty and I heard a knock at the plump for room access. So I go to the threshold and it is Dang. She said she was on her repast open frame and decided to come talk of the town to me. Well talking is not what she had in mind.

Now mind you I could probably get courtmartialed for letting her into the dispensary while I was on obligation. But my dick was doing the thinking and not my read/write head. LOL. So I let her in and we began to fix small talk. Then she comes around the reception desk and gets real close to me. She puts her handwriting on my articulatio humeri and I put my mitt around her tiny shank. She steps over my leg and sits on my lap and brings her head very close to me. She smells tremendous. She looks wonderful. Well it did n't ingest long for instincts to assume over. I ran my hands over her amazingly smooth stage. Siamese have very piffling to no eubstance fuzz. Her legs were as smooth and soft and any I had ever felt. My tool began to reply to the foreplay. My hand went gamey and she did not bar me. When I got to her pantie they were as wet as could be. I pulled them aside and let my fingerbreadth match those puss brim. OMG ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! It was a curiosity that I had n't cumed powerful then and there.

fountainhead as you might pretend, the dispensary had beds for patient that needed to spend some prison term there. I picked her short promiscuous dead body up and carried her to one of those layer. I was so fucking hot and ready that I do n't even remember pulling her panties off. But I must have because I shoved my dick into that little wet hole with a payback. I was like a idle animal at mating season. I fucked so grueling and so quickly that it was a fuzz. I am sure she wished it would ingest lasted longer. But when sober, I was agile on the trigger. And I cumed Brobdingnagian amounts. When we finished we noticed that we did n't get her skirt up far enough and it had a Brobdingnagian wet spot on it and unfortunately she had to go back to employment with it showing. Oh well such is life history. But it was certainly worth it to me.

I shared that experience with only one other person there, Tom Riley. He went crazy. He said that had been a fantasy of his for a yearn time. I swore him to secrecy so I guess no one else make out about that incident to this day. But I remember it well ! I got to have sex with a beautiful Thai woman who was not a cocotte. I still have a pic of Dang in my scratch book and I smile each time I look at it .