Well basically it was after i met the lovely ex-missus foamy, she was very much into rebellious music, unnatural hair colours and body piercings, a very 'unconventional' person, but thats what i loved about her, i then discovered a liking for alternative love-making methods and experimentation, the dripping of hot candle wax and the teasing of tight-fitting clothing being at the top of the list, we had an amazing amount of fun and the relationship was never boring
then i mentioned that i was going to afghan for a few months and she fell apart, couldnt cope with me being "away for so long in a warzone", said she couldnt cope if anything happened to me, i mean come on im a f*cking chopper tech, not a front-line taliban fighter!
then that was it, as soon as she had appeared into my life she was gone, this was early december and i was almost constantly emotional and pissed until i deployed at the end of january,
fucking miss you Rachel :/