Forty
Jack Trimmer was one of those guys that looked great in a uniform, and twenty-year old Rosie Mortimer was hooked on men in uniforms. Their first encounter was in the front bar of the pub, frequented by off duty soldiers waiting to catch a bus back to camp after a weekend in town, where Rosie worked as a barmaid.
In a body hugging tee-shirt that gave full expression to her bodily assets, young Rosie was a bar-room ornament that attracted a high level of military attention. Joe Black, the pub’s manager, paid her extra to remove her bra whenever the soldiers were in town. Rosie definitely had the boobs for it, and the soldiers had it for Rosie’s boobs. Joe simply counted the profits from the extra beer sales and gave her a bonus.
Earlier in life, Rosie had discovered that it didn’t m
