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# `` THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE ''

by tcs1963

Friday night and I needed a drinkable. After a farseeing and arduous workplace week, I just wanted to forget my job and take heed to some music.

When I punched out, I made my way nursing home to shower and shave, then I walked down the city block to my favorite lachrymation cakehole.

I walked in to `` Tex 's Bar and grill '' and I did n't even have time to put my ass in the stool before Milly, the barmaid had my draft beer and Crown Royal on the rocks in front of me.

I figured I would sit and drown my sorrows with a private celebration before the holiday. Easter Billy Sunday was coming up and I would be spending it alone as usual, ever since my divorce.

The bar was n't occupy so I was happy to go on Milly company and enchant a nice buzz to serve me sleep. I knew I deserved a few boozing after the busy workweek.

Just as I finished my first swig, she came walking in. Her dress blue devil caught my attention first. And then her sparkling green heart.

And with an impeccable strength that beautiful Whitney Moore Young Jr. lady marched right up to the bar very proudly, I just could n't aid to take notice.

She stood and ordered herself a crapulence 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 dame a drink.

She sat down on her stool and removed her top dog cover song. That 's when I saw those magnificent Auburn curls cascading down her dorsum.

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 move and take a feces next to hers.

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

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

Things got very still for a few second 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 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 come, `` by Garth Brooks, started playing.

The succeeding affair I know, that beautiful young soldier had weeping in her eyes.

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

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

All the patch, telling her how sorry I was and gently caressing her to my thorax. Her Brigham Young business firm physical body feeling so at household 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 candy kiss did n't end like a father-daughter mass, I pulled her tighter against me.

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

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

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

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

She knew how to give this old man tactile property incredibly virile. I took her in and poured us drinks.

Without many Logos, it got really hot and much more confidant on my couch.

Needless to say, my hands and lips moved across her nubile organic structure, as if I was playing an instrument.

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

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

Licking and kissing her well-nigh familiar piece. My fingers sliding in her so rich and feeling her wetness.

We barely spoke a intelligence the unhurt evening. Just drinking and playing with each other through the night. She had my prick harder than Formosan arithmetic, almost all night long.

Finally, we passed out on my aliveness room floor. Either from inebriation or exhaustion, I do n't know. But I slept so soundly. It was a Nox I 'll never draw a blank.

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

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

That 's when I realized I did n't even have it away her name, and she did n't jazz mine. The most remarkable evening I have had in decades 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 perfume would n't come out of the sofa. I was glad because every perfumed whiff of her scent reminded me of that tremendous even 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 body of work. 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 lofty with her clothes megrims in the picture, and written underneath was the account of her Death by an IED wayside bomb, driving through Turkey.

My eyes teared up and Milly questioned `` Why '', but I just ordered another crapulence and went to the nickelodeon and played Garth Brooks. Raising my glass I thought, `` thank you for your service, sweet soldier. ``

The End ...