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# `` THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE ''

by tcs1963

Fri night and I needed a drink. After a hanker and toilsome work week, I just wanted to block my problems and listen to some music.

When I punched out, I made my way home to shower and shave, then I walked down the block to my preferred watering hole.

I walked in to `` Tex 's Bar and Grill '' and I did n't even own metre to put my ass in the commode before Milly, the barmaid had my draft beer and Crown Royal on the rock'n'roll in presence of me.

I figured I would sit and drown my grief with a private solemnisation before the holiday. Easter Lord's Day was coming up and I would be spending it alone as usual, ever since my divorce.

The bar was n't officious so I was glad to proceed Milly party and overtake a nice bombination to help me log Z's. I knew I deserved a few boozing after the occupy workweek.

Just as I finished my first draft copy, she came walking in. Her dress vapours caught my aid first. And then her sparkling green heart.

And with an immaculate carriage that beautiful unseasoned lady marched right up to the bar very proudly, I just could n't aid to take notice.

She stood and ordered herself a drink from Milly. That 's when I waved at Milly and pointed at my cash on the bar, letting her know that I was buying the lady a drink.

She sat down on her stool and removed her head blanket. That 's when I saw those glorious Auburn curlicue cascading down her back.

Milly served her drinks and told her that they were paid for, and she asked : `` by who ''.

Milly smiled and nodded in my direction.

The soldier looked down at me, mouthing a `` thank you '' and giving me a wink.

That 's when I took the initiative to travel and take a pot next to hers.

'' Hi, how are you, girl ? '' I spoke politely, `` May I ? '' as I took the seat next to hers. `` Thank you for your service. ''

She said, `` Hello, how are you, Sir ? '' and took a farsighted sip of her whiskey on the rocks.

Things got very silent for a few seconds as I became amazed at how beautiful she was, and I also realized how alone she seemed.

I ordered us another round and I went to use the wash room. Stopping on my way back to hit the jukebox.

I pushed a few button and walked back to my bottom and took a sip just as, `` If Tomorrow Never Comes, `` by Garth Van Wyck Brooks, started playing.

The side by side thing I know, that beautiful new soldier had crying in her eye.

I immediately grab her hand and gently turned her towards me. Wrapping my arms around, and hugging her close, as I apologized.

Asking her, `` What is the issue, and could I assist ? ''

All the patch, telling her how sorry I was and gently caressing her to my breast. Her Whitney Young firm frame feeling so at home against me.

That 's when she looked up and pressed her plump lips against mine. I was utterly taken aback, me being older and not the most beautiful man in the country.

When the buss did n't end like a father-daughter deal, I pulled her tighter against me.

She whispered lightly, `` I 'm leaving in the morning for the Turkish delimitation, and I 'm sort of afraid. Would you continue with me for the night and hold me like this ? ``

I could n't think this was happening to me, but I looked at Milly and asked for a dry quart of `` Crown royal. ''

Looking at the Whitney Young soldier, I grabbed the bottle and her script and walked her out of the bar and back to my place.

Soon as we were at the front doorway, I pulled her close and kissed her more deeply. Feeling her body react to mine.

She knew how to score this old man feel incredibly virile. I took her in and poured us potable.

Without many row, it got really hot and much more intimate on my couch.

Needless to say, my hands and backtalk moved across her nubile body, as if I was playing an instrument.

She was `` moaning '' and `` cooing '' like no woman ever has before, so I continued on, trying to render her a sexual memory she would never forget.

I slowly removed her dress right there on the sofa, using every part of my being to pleasure every percentage that came into eyeshot.

Licking and kissing her most knowledgeable parts. My fingers sliding in her so deep and feeling her wetness.

We barely spoke a word the whole evening. Just drinking and playing with each other through the dark. She had my stopcock harder than Chinese arithmetical, almost all dark long.

Finally, we passed out on my living room floor. Either from drunkenness or exhaustion, I do n't know. But I slept so soundly. It was a night I 'll never block.

Waking up, I noticed I was alone and I stumbled to the bathroom to relieve myself.

Upon entering, I saw written in sexy red lipstick on my lav mirror, `` You were tremendous last night, and I had a magnificent time with you, Thank you. ''

That 's when I realized I did n't even live her name, and she did n't know mine. The most remarkable evening I have had in decades and I knew null besides, she was a soldier and was being deployed to Turkey.

I cleaned up myself and my house, but for weeks after, her perfume would n't come out of the couch. I was beaming because every dessert whiff of her scent reminded me of that wonderful evening that I spent with an vex woman, that I did n't even know.

A couplet of months later, I was sitting in `` Tex 's Bar '' after work. Drinking to end my employment week and I reached over the bar and grabbed the newspaper.

There she was in the motion-picture show, looking so lofty with her dress blues in the picture, and written underneath was the write up of her decease by an IED wayside bomb, driving through joker.

My eyes teared up and Milly questioned `` Why '', but I just ordered another drink and went to the jukebox and played Garth Brooks. Raising my methamphetamine I thought, `` give thanks you for your divine service, afters soldier. ``

The End ...