Story+of+a+British+General+4

17 Feb 1942

Dear diary

Right now, I am on a plane going to Pearl Harbor. An American pilot name **John Miller** came to rescue me from Vietnam as it was a dangerous place to stay in. From here on, I will take an American ship to go back to the US and there I will take a private plane back to London in Britain. So let me continue with my story after I fainted from jumping off the truck.


 * "I woke up with an excruciating pain in my head…."**

The sunshine was blazing my eyes and I could not just lie on the ground with my eyes closed. I found myself bleeding a little bit from the scratches that I’ve got while falling off what seemed to be only a small hill. I couldn’t believe what looked like a jungle yesterday was only small bushes of plants and tresses. I got up to my feet and started running away from the roads because I figured that roads were the most dangerous places that I could be at.

I ran for what felt like to be 30 minutes then weirdest thing happened....

I ran into **Caroline Tennant**, a British reporter who I met about 5 years ago!!!! What a coincidence!!! I felt happiness and relief at the same time that I nearly cried. She was also pleased to see. I noticed that she had her car and was on her way to her friend’s house whom Caroline had met long time ago. While going there, all my concentration of thoughts were focused on my family. I was so worried about them because I was pretty sure that by then, they would have gotten news that British Singapore had lost and I was captured by the Japanese. I was worried that my wife and my children would cry. I imagined my children and thought to myself that I would go back to my house no matter what blocks my way. But in order to do that, I would, first, have to survive from this land. I realized that I hadn’t eaten any food for about a day but I was not hungry at all. It was weird…

Before I could think why I was not feeling any hunger, we arrived at the house. It was huge mansion and she even had her own garden with workers. I went inside her house and there a beautiful lady was waiting for us.

Her name?
 * Elaine Deneuve**....

She had a short hair with a red lipstick on. She was just gorgeous... I admit that when I was looking at her, non of my thoughts were on my family. Anyway, she gave us a nice meal and I was able to take a shower, shave my mustache that’s been growing from past few days, and get dressed in a nice suit. The meal was absolutely fantastic. I realized my stomach started working like an engine once the food went inside it. Caroline, Elaine and I were having great time talking about other things apart from war and I felt like I was at an Oasis after a long trip in the desert… It was simply fantastic.

While talking, I noticed two things about Elaine. One was that she was extremely fluent in speaking English and another thing was that she was so sexy and hot !! I didn’t realize it but during war, guys get desperate from love.


 * "That was the first thought of how we ended up making love that night..."**

It was the moment when I proved that this saying was not a just a rumor but a fact.
 * “French women are horny…”**

After the action, I felt guilty… I wanted to go back home more than ever… I got up around 2:00 am and called the British Military to send me a plane to rescue me. They told me that an American jet plane is flying around Japan and that he would pick me up on his way back to Pearl Harbor around 6:00 am. There was nothing I could do but to sneak out….

Now, I am on the plane eager to see my family. I hope nothing has happened to them… but for now, I cannot write anymore because I have to make a call.


 * "Man…. what a scary fun journey that I had….."**