I finally received a letter from you. Good God I’m living! And whatinhell took you so long? I won’t listen to any excuse--as long as it’s a good one. Once again I’m bitched off but good. This time at the Twenty-Fifth Division. They’re as fouled up as a Chinese fire drill. The gist of the matter is that I had Captaincy coming through but Div. Hqs block it because, they said, I would be leaving soon. What a chicken outfit. But I guess I really don’t care because I’m not making the Army a career. At least not intentionally.
I’m glad you liked the things. I wasn’t sure just how sexy that night gown would be, not having seen it on a body. So I am in complete agreement with your idea of sending me a picture of you in said nightgown. And I am wondering just how you’ll go about it. It better be right. The ring is an engagement ring--of sorts--whatinhell did you think it was? The pearl in the middle is a black pearl, so they said. They’re Mikimoto pearls. So all for that.
I guess school is a mad rush around registration. It always was with me. And about the money for your books. I’ve told you before that if you need any money, for gosh sakes don’t be afraid to ask. I got more money that I need. I just lost a hundred bucks in poker and with nothing else to do and nothing to spend money on I play a listless game of poker. So please holler if you need some. I want you to finish school in good style so you can get a good job and then I’ll be able to take it easy--golf and making love to you. Got to fly now hon so bye for now. And please write soon.
P.S. I never argue about religion
Sunday, December 29, 2024
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