CHAPTER   THREE

     The beginning of a new year brought us closer  together in a way only marrieds would know. We came so close in two years it only seemed possible to be with each other twenty four seven. We got a new couch, but still talk on the new one.  The days were longer now and we were hot from the summer days. We were having a hard summer, as  we were broke most of the days. But, we enjoyed each other so much. The air-conditioner made it easy to take the days. We were lying on the bed talking and Lauren was hungry and I got up to make some barbequed chicken. We waited for the chicken to cook and I was telling her all about it. It was nineteen hundred eighty two and I was down near Miami, Florida. It was just about the best job that I could have gotten. I was an aircraft mechanic working on a jet airplane. Day in, day out I was looking over the airplane and getting it ready for flight. The weekend was exciting to me because I took my bike off base. I was standing on the street and a car came by; there was a loud noise and the car sped off up the road. I returned to the base where it was secured to walk around. I lived on base in an apartment looking barracks. I used to watch a lot of television when I was off-duty. When I was on-duty, I would start by attending the briefing meeting with my work mates. This meeting was for everyone who was going to work on the planes. After the four o’clock meeting we will go up to the tool-crib and get our tools. Then, we go out to the flight-line and go to our assigned airplanes to do the Basic Post Flight inspections. At first, the airplanes would be scheduled for a refuel truck. This would be one of my jobs as lead crew-chief. I used to like the smell of jp4 on my clothes. Then I would put the drag chute in the tail cone of the plane. I got to sign off my own installations in the forms. I earned this by taking a course in supervisor’s training. At first nobody would tell me that I could sign the installs off. I had to read my own training forms to find out. That was red-flight for you. I would check the belly of the aircraft and service the hydraulics and the oil. If it just came down from flight, I would take soap samples of the engine oil. This was required to test for trace amounts of metal in the oil. Finished with the bottom, and this was hard because you had to bend down because the plane was close to the ground. I would now climb into the intake to inspect the walls of the intake and the engine fan blades. Upon successful inspection I would chalk the date and initial the constant speed drive (csd to mechanics) . That was an engine component. Also, the damage that could be found was called foreign objects damage. Upon exiting the intake, it was important not to leave anything in it. I would then inspect the cockpits for loose or missing fasteners or objects. I would stay on top of the aircraft and inspect the wings. It was time to get down and do the written forms. Signing off my inspects and installs, that I would be able to do. Then, the rest of the night would be supervising the needed specialist work.

      I came out of my rembranced  story and found lauren as beautiful as before the story. My wife is a special lady and I treat her great. She is my rock and the influence in my life. That’s why we are always talking on this blue couch. We were enjoying several chocolate bosconia and a drink of whole milk. I have been telling my wife she needs a real amount of milk and she drank it down. Lauren is the last of the Hill woman and I love her and I always tell her this. We got up from the seat and we shifted our legs because they were cramping up due to sitting for a long time. We walked into the bedroom as a scene shift and to relax on the bed. We turned on the television and decidered to pet each other. We were in heavy movement and getting hot as I was remembering my Air force training. I gleefully opened up my mind and saw myself on the way to the hanger. I was cutting through on a seldom worn path and finally came up to a building. I walked around to the front and came upon a door. I went inside and to my surprise it was full of boxes and boxes of guns and ammo. This was roped off with yellow line cord and red staunches. I was there for a minute or so and this military policeman came up to me and said to me that I was in the wrong place. I described to him where I was supposed to be and he took me outside and pointed to the correct hanger. To my mistake, but in my defense the hangers all looked the same. I walked over to the training hanger. This was where we were going to have fighter crew-chief training.

         My wife was going crazy with her tongue on my skin. She caressed my legs and body up and down as to my ultimate pleasure. I did not remember when I felt so good. I took her up to her next plateau and prepared for bed. There was no time that I felt like this while I was in the Air force but I did not care about that now. While we were watching tv and I was telling her about seeing all those guns, I was hoping she believed me about them.I am not treating my wife like I would like to. I am peeved at cvs because of their selling diet aids over the counter. These particular pills really mess up your head when you have a dependency for them. There is no good reason why they should sell it otc. Another company that does the same thing is gnc, a so-called nutritionalist company. I think it is about time we took and made these aids difficult to get and if you want them you need a doctor’s prescription for them. This would make me very happy. It would also put more money in my pocket for the week because my wife would not buy them. Now, I just have to do it. You know; I don’t have anything else to do anymore. So I think I will make up sticks with slogans against drugs for weightloss and picket these malls where the drugstores are selling these illicit drugs. It would be a very good project in the winter when the snow flies. I will keep it under my hat until then and maybe it will be a surprise. I want  to have my wife free from all these pills because I know what they are doing to her. She is so happy when everything works out, then she takes twenty to thirty dollars to cvs and buys these drugs. It is totally bad and I am going to declare war on them. If I have to go all the way up to Bush administration officials. The people like rice a roni, Cheney the haliburton, and anybody that wants to stand in our way. My girl means totally more than these morons to me. So it is written, so it will be done.

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