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wilcomike
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This story goes way, way back - to 1971 when US navy ships used to come to our port on R&R. I was seventeen and my girlfriend was eighteen. Most of her friends were dating sailors and black guys were all the rage. Remember Sidney Poitier in 'To Sir With Love'? The black guys were loaded up with R&R money and could give the girls a real good time, food, booze, bars and if it ended in a motel room - why not!
My girlfriend talked me into letting her go on a date with a few of her friends - and of course they headed straight to the bars in town and the girls soon had three or four black guys each demanding their attention. My girlfriend never had a good head for booze and it wasn't long before four black sailors 'cut her out' from the herd and took her to a few more bars. The long and the short of it was that my girlfriend, my woman, the one I loved, ended up naked in a room of a dingy hotel getting serviced by the guys. I didn't see her for two days, until the ship left. It seemed that some of their buddies, who were still on duty, wanted her as well. She became a sort of duty on, duty off tag-team event. When they had gone they had left her with a wad of cash, a sore cunt and an aching jaw - and knocked up! I knew all this because she told me, and I married her even though her swollen belly was very evident at the ceremony.
My girlfriend talked me into letting her go on a date with a few of her friends - and of course they headed straight to the bars in town and the girls soon had three or four black guys each demanding their attention. My girlfriend never had a good head for booze and it wasn't long before four black sailors 'cut her out' from the herd and took her to a few more bars. The long and the short of it was that my girlfriend, my woman, the one I loved, ended up naked in a room of a dingy hotel getting serviced by the guys. I didn't see her for two days, until the ship left. It seemed that some of their buddies, who were still on duty, wanted her as well. She became a sort of duty on, duty off tag-team event. When they had gone they had left her with a wad of cash, a sore cunt and an aching jaw - and knocked up! I knew all this because she told me, and I married her even though her swollen belly was very evident at the ceremony.