The top video that won't play ,I am walkiing home from the bus stop and was getting hit,,, a lot, so I turned aorund to film it and I can see several pulses coming my way,, they are only spritzes of light to others,,but this stuff burns,, kind of like a long distance static high intensity electricity. There is one shot of the whole beam but you got to look close and ,,,these videos will not play. so I have put them on my back up, for they play on my desktop,,, I can get pictures here , but it seems , one cannot put video..here at least successfully.. Oh well ..i shall leave them here anyway to show others I attempted to show what has been hitting me.. and this stuff goes through walls,, goes through anythinig for they hit me within my apt with this stuff as well. The cars going by are on one of the main st. and it appears that a car parks across the street in the closed gas station , park and shoots from there, Rather than them driving by as they usually do.. Someone wanted me real bad,,, so much effort.bjg
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Feeling Adult
I was 13 and feeling very adult, I was talking to my mother and said the word hell,,, her slap came out of no where, and knocked my head in the corner... I never swore again after that...Never,,not until I joined the Navy and when I first started to swear in the Navy,I was 35,,, I stuttered.. it was funny for I realized what was going on,,but once I got going,, I had the worst potty mouth ever,,, my senior chief on my tug told me I could not go home for leave, everyone would be appalled at the mouth I had and he was right,..
I think the Navy was the happiest time of my life..It just was. I had so many adventures,,never a boring moment.
Senior chief was my boss in charge of the crew on my Tug,, The Petasharo.. tugs all have Indian Names,,, I do not know why. Senior Chief and I were the same age, I think he was a couple of years older than me, I am not going to tell you who he looks like,,,ok,,, he looked just like Howdy Doody,,, big grin, big ears, freckles.. but in a handsome sort of way. He was a country boy well versed in animal breeding. One night I was on watch,,, tug can sink in 20 minutes so you have to have a watch, to watch in case one sinks and alert others. We all took turns those in the lower ranks.
One night I was passing through the pilot house and out of the dark my name was called and it was SC. He called me and asked me to lie next to him, and I did, he did his thing, it was nothing to me sexually. But he told me it was the greatest time of his life. I was glad to oblige as we were friends and I think I was in love with him,he was married and he told me he would never leave his wife as he loved her,, that was fine with me, I never wanted to get married again and not even have a relationship at that time. I was just not interested.
A short time passed and one day the crew was on board for the day,,SC usually laid down after lunch , we had an hour off..At least I thought so he always went to his cabin,,
I heard a psst and he called me into his cabin,,, I can't remember how I got naked, but he seemed happy and impressed with me, My personal physician , civilian, took off my sheet in San Diego and commented on how beautiful I was, I never thought about it.
I had men try to do this all my life,,,sneaky assholes,,,my daughters suffered the same indignity, Men are like that,,sneaky assholes. Always peeking.
Let me tell you, my toes curled, my eyeballs rolled back in my head, and a scream started in the back of my throat,with my mouth closed,,, I had no idea I was screaming,, It was the best time of my life too. I still think of it,, it keeps me warm on my lonely nights...
He covered my mouth as I was going into full scream, He did not want the crew to hear as everyone was aboard. That broke the realm I was in, but still it was way up there...the best sexual encounter of my life and it set the bar very high for those who came after him,,no one matched him, ever.
That was the only time for us, the last for him and the last for me with him..
I spoke to a Muslim friend fo mine and he said one of the reasons virginity is so important to Muslim men is because his wife will always think he is the best in bed,,for she will know nothing else. That shows a huge insecurity on his part. His talents are so poor. No?
I left to go to go to work in the clinic on base,,,I hated it, I thought of them as all fairies,,not in the real Navy, Later I went to dental hygiene school in San Diego, , bob had gotten me into the dental clinic as assistant and later I went to Ca. for hygiene school,, he felt that was safer than the tugs for me,,he was probably right,, most men in the clinics were gay.
He kept talking about transferring to the clinic and I kept saying no, he finally pressed me and told me, I had to sign some paper,,s this was Friday,, I signed, thinking I had a couple of weeks before I was to leave but by that Monday I was told I had to leave the tugs,,he had already put all the paperwork through and got permission from the CO of the base,,, he had it all lined up. I think he loved me too. The tugs for a woman went no where for a career or even a job on the outside and that was one of the reasons I joined the Navy,, for job training.
He made sure I was gotten off the tugs, he knew after he left, he was retiring, I would be open game for the other men there. I lived under his protection as his crew person. All the women under him was afforded his protection. I was never approached or raped or touched even by the boat crews. My rapist was a helicopter pilot,who was married and felt I was his property,,that is another story for another time.
I think the Navy was the happiest time of my life..It just was. I had so many adventures,,never a boring moment.
Senior chief was my boss in charge of the crew on my Tug,, The Petasharo.. tugs all have Indian Names,,, I do not know why. Senior Chief and I were the same age, I think he was a couple of years older than me, I am not going to tell you who he looks like,,,ok,,, he looked just like Howdy Doody,,, big grin, big ears, freckles.. but in a handsome sort of way. He was a country boy well versed in animal breeding. One night I was on watch,,, tug can sink in 20 minutes so you have to have a watch, to watch in case one sinks and alert others. We all took turns those in the lower ranks.
One night I was passing through the pilot house and out of the dark my name was called and it was SC. He called me and asked me to lie next to him, and I did, he did his thing, it was nothing to me sexually. But he told me it was the greatest time of his life. I was glad to oblige as we were friends and I think I was in love with him,he was married and he told me he would never leave his wife as he loved her,, that was fine with me, I never wanted to get married again and not even have a relationship at that time. I was just not interested.
A short time passed and one day the crew was on board for the day,,SC usually laid down after lunch , we had an hour off..At least I thought so he always went to his cabin,,
I heard a psst and he called me into his cabin,,, I can't remember how I got naked, but he seemed happy and impressed with me, My personal physician , civilian, took off my sheet in San Diego and commented on how beautiful I was, I never thought about it.
I had men try to do this all my life,,,sneaky assholes,,,my daughters suffered the same indignity, Men are like that,,sneaky assholes. Always peeking.
Let me tell you, my toes curled, my eyeballs rolled back in my head, and a scream started in the back of my throat,with my mouth closed,,, I had no idea I was screaming,, It was the best time of my life too. I still think of it,, it keeps me warm on my lonely nights...
He covered my mouth as I was going into full scream, He did not want the crew to hear as everyone was aboard. That broke the realm I was in, but still it was way up there...the best sexual encounter of my life and it set the bar very high for those who came after him,,no one matched him, ever.
That was the only time for us, the last for him and the last for me with him..
I spoke to a Muslim friend fo mine and he said one of the reasons virginity is so important to Muslim men is because his wife will always think he is the best in bed,,for she will know nothing else. That shows a huge insecurity on his part. His talents are so poor. No?
I left to go to go to work in the clinic on base,,,I hated it, I thought of them as all fairies,,not in the real Navy, Later I went to dental hygiene school in San Diego, , bob had gotten me into the dental clinic as assistant and later I went to Ca. for hygiene school,, he felt that was safer than the tugs for me,,he was probably right,, most men in the clinics were gay.
He kept talking about transferring to the clinic and I kept saying no, he finally pressed me and told me, I had to sign some paper,,s this was Friday,, I signed, thinking I had a couple of weeks before I was to leave but by that Monday I was told I had to leave the tugs,,he had already put all the paperwork through and got permission from the CO of the base,,, he had it all lined up. I think he loved me too. The tugs for a woman went no where for a career or even a job on the outside and that was one of the reasons I joined the Navy,, for job training.
He made sure I was gotten off the tugs, he knew after he left, he was retiring, I would be open game for the other men there. I lived under his protection as his crew person. All the women under him was afforded his protection. I was never approached or raped or touched even by the boat crews. My rapist was a helicopter pilot,who was married and felt I was his property,,that is another story for another time.
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