I Am a United States Air Force Girlfriend

The first night we met was outside the base. From then on, our own personal weekends were when he be did his weekends. He would let me know and I'd meet him Friday night to the room. He'd do his thing Saturday and i'd either go into town or stay in the room.

Talking about intense, passionate, unforgettable times. Morning, lunch, afternoon or evenings. We were not picky.

The very first night that we left the door slightly ajar, after about 3 hours we were to meet his friends for dinner. We did. All of a sudden I heard two snickering, pointing and laughing. I looked to see what they were pointing at. My boyfriend's neck. Apparently I marked him up pretty good.

A few days after going home he sent me a picture of his chest. He was all marked up. It was like a hose had bounced around his chest. To this day he can't lived that down.

He started calling me his own nympho.

He said to me, I can't keep up with you. Not sure about that.

I have so many wonderful sexy memories of those times. Sadly, we don't do that like we used to. I miss it.