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# `` THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE ''

by tcs1963

Fri night and I needed a drink. After a prospicient and arduous work hebdomad, I just wanted to forget my problems and heed to some music.

When I punched out, I made my way household to lavish and shave, then I walked down the cube to my favorite lacrimation hole.

I walked in to `` Tex 's Bar and Grill '' and I did n't even have meter to put my ass in the toilet before Milly, the barmaid had my draft beer and treetop Royal on the rock music in front of me.

I figured I would sit and swim my sorrows with a private jubilation before the holiday. east wind William Ashley Sunday was coming up and I would be spending it alone as common, ever since my divorce.

The bar was n't busy so I was glad to hold Milly company and catch a gracious buzz to help oneself me sleep. I knew I deserved a few crapulence after the busy workweek.

Just as I finished my maiden draft, she came walking in. Her dress blues caught my attention first. And then her sparkling green eyes.

And with an impeccable military capability that beautiful young lady marched right up to the bar very proudly, I just could n't aid to bring notice.

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

She sat down on her commode and removed her head covert. That 's when I saw those magnificent Auburn Curl cascading down her back.

Milly served her drink 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 enterprise to affect and take a fecal matter next to hers.

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

She said, `` hi, how are you, Sir ? '' and took a prospicient sip of her whisky on the stone.

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

I ordered us another unit of ammunition and I went to use the restroom. Stopping on my way back to hit the jukebox.

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

The next thing I know, that beautiful untried soldier had crying in her eyes.

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

request her, `` What is the matter, and could I aid ? ''

All the piece, telling her how sorry I was and gently caressing her to my dresser. Her offspring firm frame feeling so at house against me.

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

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

She whispered lightly, `` I 'm leaving in the morning for the Turkish border, and I 'm kind of afraid. Would you stay with me for the night and admit me like this ? ``

I could n't believe this was happening to me, but I looked at Milly and asked for a quart of `` diadem Royal. ''

Looking at the young soldier, I grabbed the bottle and her hand and walked her out of the bar and back to my place.

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

She knew how to spend a penny this old man feel incredibly virile. I took her in and poured us drinks.

Without many give-and-take, it got really hot and much Thomas More intimate on my couch.

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

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

I slowly removed her clothes right there on the lounge, using every part of my being to pleasure every part that came into view.

Licking and kissing her virtually intimate parts. My digit sliding in her so deep and feeling her wetness.

We barely spoke a word the unhurt evening. Just drinking and playing with each former through the Night. She had my cock harder than Taiwanese arithmetic, almost all night long.

Finally, we passed out on my living elbow room floor. Either from intoxication or enervation, I do n't have it off. But I slept so soundly. It was a night I 'll never forget.

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

Upon entering, I saw written in sexy red lipstick on my bathroom mirror, `` You were wonderful last night, and I had a splendid clock time with you, Thank you. ''

That 's when I realized I did n't even know her epithet, and she did n't know mine. The most remarkable eventide I have had in ten and I knew nothing besides, she was a soldier and was being deployed to bomb.

I cleaned up myself and my house, but for weeks after, her perfume would n't come out of the sofa. I was sword lily because every sweet whiff of her scent reminded me of that rattling evening that I spent with an amazing woman, that I did n't even know.

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

There she was in the picture, looking so lofty with her dress blues in the word-painting, and written underneath was the story of her dying by an IED roadside bomb, driving through Turkey.

My eyes teared up and Milly questioned `` Why '', but I just ordered another drink and went to the jukebox and played Garth Van Wyck Brooks. Raising my glass I thought, `` give thanks you for your inspection and repair, sweet soldier. ``

The End ...