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# `` THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE ''

by tcs1963

Fri Nox and I needed a boozing. After a long and arduous work hebdomad, I just wanted to forget my problems and heed to some music.

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

I walked in to `` Tex 's Bar and grille '' and I did n't even have metre to put my ass in the stool before Milly, the barmaid had my tipple beer and peak Royal on the rocks in social movement of me.

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

The bar was n't busy so I was happy to keep Milly troupe and arrest a squeamish bombilation to help me sleep. I knew I deserved a few boozing after the interfering workweek.

Just as I finished my number 1 draft, she came walking in. Her wearing apparel blues caught my attention first. And then her sparkling super C oculus.

And with an impeccable military strength that beautiful Loretta Young peeress marched right up to the bar very proudly, I just could n't help to fill notice.

She stood and ordered herself a swallow 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 chief cover. That 's when I saw those magnificent Auburn curls cascading down her back.

Milly served her deglutition 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 remove a stool next to hers.

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

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

things got very understood for a few indorsement 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 public lavatory. 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 creek, started playing.

The next thing I know, that beautiful Lester Willis Young soldier had rip in her middle.

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

request her, `` What is the thing, and could I help ? ''

All the piece, telling her how distressing I was and gently caressing her to my chest. Her young firm soma feeling so at abode 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 morning for the Turkish edge, and I 'm form of afraid. Would you stay with me for the nighttime and sustain me like this ? ``

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

Looking at the youth soldier, I grabbed the nursing bottle and her mitt and walked her out of the bar and back to my property.

Soon as we were at the social movement door, I pulled her close and kissed her Thomas More deeply. Feeling her physical structure react to mine.

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

Without many words, it got really hot and much more confidant on my lounge.

needle to say, my hands and lips moved across her nubile consistence, as if I was playing an instrument.

She was `` moaning '' and `` cooing '' like no woman ever has before, so I continued on, trying to hand 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 voice that came into opinion.

whacking and kissing her most intimate persona. My fingers sliding in her so deep and feeling her wetness.

We barely spoke a word the wholly evening. Just drinking and playing with each other through the Nox. She had my cock harder than Chinese arithmetic, almost all dark long.

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

Waking up, I noticed I was alone and I stumbled to the can to exempt myself.

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

That 's when I realized I did n't even make love her figure, and she did n't know mine. The most remarkable evening I have had in ten and I knew nix besides, she was a soldier and was being deployed to bomb.

I cleaned up myself and my house, but for hebdomad after, her aroma would n't get out of the sofa. I was glad because every dulcet whiff of her scent reminded me of that rattling evening that I spent with an amazing womanhood, that I did n't even know.

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

There she was in the characterisation, looking so gallant with her dress blueness in the picture, and written underneath was the story of her death by an IED roadside bomb, driving through dud.

My center teared up and Milly questioned `` Why '', but I just ordered another drink and went to the jukebox and played Garth Brooks. Raising my Methedrine I thought, `` thank you for your Service, dessert soldier. ``

The End ...