Scottish Girl
It was the summer of, err, cant remember now! We were staying on a camping site near to RAF Fairford for the Air Tattoo. We went both days and had much fun. But the real fun was at the club/pub. Full of teenage horemones and egarness! I got talking to a scottish girl called 'Kerry' (that isnt here name, i dont want to put her real name up! haha!!). She was from a little village just outside Inverness. Over that weekend we had so much fun. We went for walks around the lakes, biking together, dancing and we also went on a trip to the romantic town of Swindon together. We had a really good connection, better then any connection ive had in my home town. He shared our first kiss together on our last night together and had the soppy goodbyes. Excahnged fone numbers, adress and promised we would see each other. Blah Blah Blah

Anywhoo, fast forward to about 3 years ago. True to our words, we visited each other as much as we could. Both having just left school spent all the money we had visiting each other. But there was a change this time. She wanted me to move in with her. She had allready ok'd it with her old man and had her spare room made up ready for me (not for long, id would be in her room like a shot!). After our weekend at hers it would be time for me to go home. I get back, sit in my room and pack my things. I had almost everything i wanted packed then it hit me. Is this what i wanted? I took a few days off work that week weighing up the pros and cons of moving. Looked and emaild about jobs in Inverness and that to keep me going. I was in 2 minds.

Then i made the decision. After weighing up moving to a strange town with not mates to be with the girl i love, i worship and loves and worships me back. I said No. Loads of tears from both ends, i thought the step was too big to handle, i had a life, a (new) carear and mates and memories of My Fair Town (not Derby btw). We kinda drifted apart after that and stopped all contact about 2 weeks after that. That was until about 4 months ago when i heard 'Kerrys' name mentioned in my friends girls magazine. She is a clothes model now for a glossy mag. She looked more georgeous then i remember. She still had her cheeky smile and everything.


To this day, NOT moving up to Inverness was the most regretable thing ive EVER done. The city i live in now is full of illegals, next to no job opitunitys, cows who are only after my money and No Kerry. I do miss her though I got back into contact with her when i saw the pics. She is now engaged to a big time twat/banker in London and says she still misses me. She said seeing me would be like cheating on her bloke. Fucksocks.





P.S, If any of you girls out there seem to only pick up the weirdos or the insane. Message me! Im not Weird or Insane! haha!

*pop* goes my cherry

And im sorry for the girth, not for length. Inverness is a LONG way away
(DebbieDoesDerby, Mon 9 Oct 2006, 15:09, Reply)