Private Payne

I was hanging out one night at my new duty station with my new lover, Gillie when she insisted that she stay for a while and have a few beers and discuss literature.

I went down the hall to take a leak.

When I returned to my room and opened the door, Gillie was in the process of body slamming her. It must of hurt, but I felt she probably deserved it.

She probably threatened him with a good old fashion outing.

Gillie was in the infantry, was butch and strong, and his military training kicked in as he whipped her ass as if she were a dude. "I’m sorry, Lisa," I said as she scrambled out the door holding her back as if ready to collapse.

Gillie and I closed the door and mad crazy love.

The next day Lisa came around looking for an apology. "After all I’ve done for you. I could have fallen in love with so many others. Why did it have to be you?" she asked with complete sadness in her eyes and holding her lower back as if Gillie had tried to kill her.

I took Lisa’s BDU’s off, gave her a massage and told her I love her, but she would have to stop believing that I am not gay.

She disappeared from my life after I rocked it to her royally that first and only time.

She stomped out of my room as if she had stolen my viriginity. I actually did have an orgasm inside Lisa’s communications rig, so Christopher just may be my child.

I was really upset that Gillie had hurt her with a full duplex. Even Private Payne should not suffer violence like that.

That’s why I decided to give her a transmission from my antenna.