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# `` THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE ''

by tcs1963

Friday dark and I needed a drinking. After a long and arduous work week, I just wanted to block my trouble and listen to some music.

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

I walked in to `` Tex 's Bar and grillroom '' and I did n't even make time to put my ass in the stool before Milly, the barmaid had my draught beer and pate royal on the rocks in straw man of me.

I figured I would sit and drown my sadness with a private jubilation before the vacation. east wind 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 keep Milly companionship and catch a gracious buzz to help oneself me slumber. I knew I deserved a few drinkable after the busy workweek.

Just as I finished my first draft, she came walking in. Her apparel bluing caught my attention first. And then her sparkling green centre.

And with an impeccable posture that beautiful immature lady marched right up to the bar very proudly, I just could n't serve to engage 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 madam a potable.

She sat down on her faeces and removed her school principal cover. That 's when I saw those magnificent Auburn curls cascading down her rear.

Milly served her potable 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 move and take a stool next to hers.

'' Hi, how are you, Miss ? '' I spoke politely, `` May I ? '' as I took the fundament adjacent to hers. `` Thank you for your avail. ''

She said, `` hi, how are you, Sir ? '' and took a recollective sip of her whiskey on the rock-and-roll.

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 circle and I went to use the restroom. Stopping on my way back to hit the jukebox.

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

The future thing I know, that beautiful Whitney Young soldier had tear in her eyes.

I immediately grab her hired man and gently turned her towards me. Wrapping my blazonry around, and hugging her finish, as I apologized.

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

All the while, telling her how dingy I was and gently caressing her to my chest. Her Cy Young firm systema skeletale 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 quondam and not the most beautiful man in the country.

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 sunrise for the Turkish moulding, and I 'm kind of afraid. Would you stay with me for the night and agree me like this ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

needle to say, my paw and lips 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 ease up her a sexual memory she would never forget.

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

defeat and kissing her nigh intimate parts. My fingers sliding in her so deep and feeling her wetness.

We barely spoke a word the unharmed evening. Just drinking and playing with each former through the night. She had my shaft harder than Taiwanese arithmetical, almost all night long.

Finally, we passed out on my living way floor. Either from boozing or exhaustion, I do n't love. 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 aphrodisiacal red lipstick on my bathroom mirror, `` You were fantastic finale night, and I had a magnificent time with you, Thank you. ''

That 's when I realized I did n't even know her name, and she did n't make out mine. The most singular evening I have had in ten and I knew nothing besides, she was a soldier and was being deployed to Turkey.

I cleaned up myself and my theatre, but for weeks after, her fragrance would n't come out of the sofa. I was glad because every sweet whiff of her scent reminded me of that wonderful evening that I spent with an amazing adult female, that I did n't even know.

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

There she was in the picture, looking so proud with her dress blues in the picture, and written underneath was the level of her death by an IED roadside bomb calorimeter, driving through joker.

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

The End ...