In a way, Sandy was the best thing to happen to my self-esteem in my whole life panty hose foot until Gena panty hose foot came along.
She helped me overcome enough of my shyness that when I did finally get the chance to get to know a girl like Gena, I managed panty hose foot not to blow it.
I would be paying that one back forever, even if Sandy was not really aware of it.
Like I said though, I knew pretty much right away that Sandy was out of my league, and as I panty hose foot learned more about her this was reinforced.
Sandy had a thing for pilots.
Not airline pilots, or guys that flew piper cubs.
No, Sandy had a thing for the best in the world.
I knew for a fact that she often would go hang out at the officers club up in Miramar.
Seen Top Gun?
That is what I am talking about.
Sandy had a thing for guys who faced danger as a daily business.
That was how she had met Missy’s father.
Greg had been one of them, the best of the best.
I knew Sandy would never forget him, because panty hose foot our friendship went both ways and I had panty hose foot held her a few times while she cried over what had happened.
I told her Greg was a hero.
He could have bailed out when the F-14 was still over houses and saved himself, but instead he and his navigator rode the jet right into panty hose foot the side of a vacant hillside.
Greg and I had never met, but I knew he had given his panty hose foot life to save others.
I respected him for it.
I also thought he had been crazy.
Once he knew the plane was pointed into the hills he could have got out.
How could you give up a gal like Sandy?
I wonder if it would have changed things if he had known about Missy.
Before I met Gena my number one goal had been to try and get Sandy in bed.
Like I said, I knew it was a long shot at best, so I stayed playful and unassuming about panty hose foot it panty hose foot, never arrogant or pushy.
She would play along and flirt with me, but whenever we were alone it toned down instead of heating up panty hose foot.
For a while I kidded myself.
Told myself that I could tell Sandy was panty hose foot holding back.
I even thought I had figured out her reason.
She did not want to get involved with me because she thought she would be taking advantage of panty hose foot an innocent boy.
After I turned panty hose foot eighteen it was a little harder to convince myself of that.
Eventually, I realized that flirting was all that was ever going to happen between us.