My secret love..... I have guarded her for about tree years now.
I found her on the internet.... with color pictures....and...Wow how tempting she looked, the way she was presented in the afternoon’s gleam of light on an airstrip in the northern part of Norway.



 
After some net meetings and phone calls we agreed on moving to Trøndelag. A rainy day in the early spring I met her up in Namsskogan and escorted her the last distance to her new home at Frosta.




After the home-coming I removed her travel suit and admired all her bare pomp....... and wow.... the feeling of love flashed trough my veins. Her lines were so nice.... small and slender.... her body was yellow with a sharp red color on her nose. She looked almost like a petite one from the Far East, but I know, even though she is of American origin, she is made here in Norway.



 
After a thorough intimate investigation from all angels she became properly placed in my garage. Her origin name is Z-MAX and her personal identity number is LN-YJE, but I call her for what she in fact is for me: My mistress!

And I recommend to all of you..... Get a mistress to keep in your garage....

When I'm lascivious.... I only go to my garage, rubbing her slightly over the yellow body, maybe
removing a fly or two from her red nose. I think we will become a good team, she and I.

Even though she earlier had amused other men, for me she still was like a virgin. I have had her for three years now and I can feel the tension increase for every day. But this year she has to be mounted. I promise that.

Some times, when the weather is good, I'll take her out into the garden. She then can be very wild so I have to put a rope around her rear end and tie her to a plum tree. Then I give her some strong liquid stuff. It's like a real love potion.
And while using my hands and fingers on her ... teasing and turning gently on her frontal attributes, then ... it may happen that she ignites all her spark plugs! But after some spitting and hawking, she often calm down and purrs more like a cat. And if I tease her with more of the liquid stuff, she starts to pull and jerk the rope.

It's like she tells me that I should better loosen her from the plum tree, mount her and then she will take me to the sky. And believe me, I'm sure she can. But I am still unsure on my own abilities. I believe I have to practice a bit more, to become ready for the great sky ride.





After all I find much peace of mind being together with her. I use to lay a blanket on her nose when I again lead her to the garage.

It’s only one cloud threatening this sunny sky ... The pilot himself has still not the experience and capability needed to satisfy such a demanding lady. My mistress has experienced several times that I left her alone in the garage, heading for Snåsa and returning with a broad smile, feeling relieved.
She became more and more obsessed with the suspicion that I had my satisfaction with another, and at the end she insisted in being towed to Snåsa too. And that's the way it became. As everybody knows, you don't argue too much with a mistress if you want to have max value for the money.





In Snåsa, the moment of truth had to come. She was right in her assumptions.... I amused myself with another. She was indeed both bigger and more powerful, she had double frontal attributes with a red and white body. Her name was Twin Stratus and her personal identity number is LN-YPO.





When she calmed down after her initial rampage, she noticed that the red and white lady often required to men to serve her..... Indeed every time her master mounted her, another man mounted her rear position as well. Well, well ... she thought ... it may not be so risky in that case ... two men at the same time ... the most stupid thing I have seen! Typical redhead....! Heavy and big with a lot of rattletraps around her body. I have absolutely no intention to learn her to know. Nothing at all to be jealous on.




 
But, after a while when the two of them had talked a bit, a polite standstill in the war between them developed.







But one day, what she feared the most happened...... I took a trip with the red-white lady all alone..... The most dreadful had happened.... her thoughts buzzed around: Will he leave me for another? .....will he choose her before me?
And the expression on his face when he came back was not difficult to interpret..... The man had got the satisfaction he had longed for!! Almost 4 years of expectation have had its releasing. Hmmm.... wonder how this will end?




 
The time went on ..., and after a month without the opportunity to caress and petting her, I was going to have a couple of days together with my love. In the meantime, I have got all the paperwork and formalities that legalized intimate contact with her.

And a Wednesday was scheduled to test-drive her power plant, plus I had planned some romantic trips around on the airfield. My mistress with her tail equipment has some peculiar qualities that I have to get used to. So even though I have had many hours with such practice, I wanted to continue until I felt the time was right for the great adventure.

But, fate had decided otherwise... the weather in Snåsa can bring surprises. At a certain wind direction, sudden wind shear can occur. And the gusts are really strong and capricious. And this happened this day. In between it vas absolutely calm with the windsock hanging like a... and three seconds after it was standing like an erected ----. Not only the windsock, but the undergrowth lies almost horizontal too. So these wind shears is really strong.
This happens so unforeseen and sudden that the model plane pilots who practiced on the field got really big problems, and a couple of them had contact with Mother Earth in a way I hope I never will experience or see with a micro light.









So all flying was suspended and the people worked with model building instead.

Then it happened..... While we had coffee and a nice chat together, a wind shear suddenly occurred with a strength we had not seen before that day.

I turned around, facing my mistress standing some meters away on the apron. She rocked wildly with her wings like she would tell me that if I wasn't man enough to lead her to the heights, she would do it by herself!

I got up from the chair with an impressing tiger jump and started to run towards her  ......., but the will was stronger than the body’s ability to follow. On my way to my love, I stumbled and fall on the ground..... And stayed down there. I could not move at all, the pain was too strong.

While lying there, chewing grass, I saw my love do a jump up in the air, then down on the ground again ... and then another two jumps all of them ending nicely with her wheels on the ground. But then the model fliers got a neck grip on her and managed to hold her down. It was indeed the worst sight I ever had in my adult life.... laying there helpless and see my love in her virgin flight ...... without me. I'll never forget it!

The moral must be.... if we can speak about moral in such a case.... that you should tie up your mistress properly, especially here in Snåsa. If not you can experience that she will try to be a hussy on the airfield all alone. Alternatively you can keep her indoors, in a hangar or a garage.

At the end I will mention that the master to the mistress did not injury anything vital. He got a groin tension as a kind of punishment and reminder that he should not play with more than one mistress at a time.

Knut A.