I have already talked about visiting the local nude beach, which was located at a small lake outside of Darmstadt, but what I didn’t go into was that the lake was also often the scene for bonfires and such late at night.
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I remember one party in particular. A friend of mine, Sgt Reigh, was celebrating his 25th birthday and had somehow gotten a GP small tent and erected it halfway into the woods. As it turned out, that was not the only erection of the evening. For the uninformed (which means non-military) tents were classified into four groups, first there is the shelter half, which is a one man pup tent thing – basically you need to pair up with a buddy and your half and his half make a whole pup tent. Small tent, barely room for two people and their gear, but you must make due.
A GP small is usually used for a platoon headquarters. You can probably fit about 20 people in the tent (standing) and usually in a military sense, there would be a stove, a couple cots and a field desk. (GP stands for general purpose) GP medium slept about 20 people on cots (maybe) and a GP large was like a circus tent damn near.
So Sgt Reigh got a GP small and it housed the kegs, cups and whatnot. don’t ask me if we had permission to be there – I doubt it, but no one really cared back then about a party in the woods. It was public parkland and we cleaned up afterwords.
We also built a huge bonfire and were cooking dogs and s’mores and all that sort of Americanized crappola. There were lots of locals there as well. We had invited the whole gang from Smuggler’s Inn and a bunch of those folks showed up to drink and have fun. It was across the fire I spotted a girl from the club. We had made eye contact a few times at the club, but I was a shlub, and had no courage to approach her, even with a few beers in me, but tonight was different.
I went up and said hello, and was shocked to find out she was American. She pouted and asked why I had never talked to her before and considered me a flirt with no morals – teasing girls with locking eyes and then never following through. I was a bit flabbergasted. She told me there would be no teasing allowed tonight and she leaned in and planted a long deep kiss firmly on my mouth.
I may have been a shlub, but I certainly could take a hint and this was much more than a hint. I have to admit though, this was a bit awkward, because I was supposed to be meeting another girl at this party and she hadn’t shown up yet. But a bird in the hand is better than holding my own bird, which was generally my fate, so off we went.
We ended up in the woods not too far from the party and I spread my jacket on the ground. it was a bit chilly out, otherwise I wouldn’t have had even that. We both then started simultaneously undressing and making out and groping and caressing each other. My god, the girl wanted me as much as I wanted her. Nice feeling. She also was very curvy and had great large breasts, which I had to check for firmness. They passed the grip test.
We soon were “at it” and we each had twigs and roots poking out arms legs, backs, front, etc. She had to deal with one more poking than I did, but all in all it turned out rather well. Once we were done she started talking and telling me about her boyfriend, who was getting ready to ship out back to the states again in a few weeks and how she hoped we could get together again soon. That kinda freaked me out a bit, cause I thought she was single, but honestly that whole conversation wasn’t happening prior to the horizontal rumba. She then threw out another shocker – her father was a sgt major. Yikes. I could be getting in over my head.
So we strolled back to the fire and I was making every excuse in the book to excuse myself. I still had another girl to meet, and I needed to break away. I think her boyfriend was wandering around too, so she wasn’t planning on hanging out with me that night anyway.
Luckily that was the case because pretty much as soon as we parted ways, the girl I was supposed to meet showed up. The guys in my squad were razzing me pretty good about all my juggling, but they were subtle. (or out of ear shot mostly)
I ever did hook up with that other girl and by the next time I saw her, the first girl was sorta mad at me for ditching her that night. Not enough to not want to date, but she was interested in a serious relationship, and that just wasn’t in the cards, so our one night in the woods ending up being a one night stand. A one night tree stand maybe.
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