What also became clear to me in my
short time with the fun, cute guy was that I had fallen so hard for Private
Chevy Banks that I couldn’t get him out of my head even standing next to this
I did let the hot salesman give me a quick
kiss on the cheek in the changing room and tried to forget the warmth of his
lips as I headed out to the clubs and got some dance and further drink on,
always bearing in mind that I was an officer now and had some decorum to
Okay, all that means is that I got pretty
And that I danced with all comers. I was
quickly stripped out of that cute little shirt salesman Evan had put me in, my
training ripped body giving me pick of the litter. Not last call litter, not
still breathing and leftover litter. Porn star guys (REAL porn star
guys) were fighting over me, actual pushing and shoving, it was quite the
scene, the knot of men who had surrounded this former Drill Instructor.
At some point I looked up to see the smiling
face of Evan the clerk from the clothing store next to me, an arm thrown
protectively thrown around my shoulder. His sweet smile was the brightest of
the lot, I latched onto him like an octopus gripping a clam.
I have no idea how long the revelry went on or
how I got back to the hotel.
Let alone what might have happened there.
The next morning I woke not feeling well at
all. Slick with sweat, sick to my stomach I rolled my head on the pillow
slowly, not knowing what kind of guy I was going to find next to me. Thankfully
the pillow was empty, as was the bed, although the blankets were mussed enough
to let me know someone had recently nested there. Carefully lifting myself I
checked the floor and was relieved to see no other bodies in the room.
But at that moment the bathroom door opened
and a figure came out.
Evan, blond and sunny, cute as the night
before in tattered jean and a faded green t shirt with a cracked and worn logo
on it stepped into the darkened room.
“Hey buster, didn’t think you’d be up for a
while,” he said with a giggle in his voice.
Flopping down onto the chair across the room
he slipped his feet into athletic shoes and laced them. “Or should I be calling
you Lieutenant Buster?” he added with a nod toward my dress uniform hanging
neatly in the closet.
“Just call me a time machine man, I wanna go
back about twelve hours and start over again.” I sighed from the bed. “What the
“What didn’t happen is the better question,”
Even said evenly. “you were wined and dined, if you count the bag of Dorito’s
you were given to strap on like a feed bag dining, given drinks and very
nearly given drugs and taken to other clubs and there was talk of taking you to
that skeezy bath house connected to the dance club, but you wouldn’t go
anywhere without me once I had been spotted. You seemed to be quite taken with
modest little moi and since I refused to go to that bathhouse everyone was
trying to get you to go to I finally got you back here where there were more
drinks and salty snacks then there was some crying….” he trailed off. “I’ve
ordered room service for you; hope you don’t mind.”
“Wait. Wait, wait.” I said using a nearly
Drill Sergeant size voice as the handsome young man stood, “I need the whole
About that time there was a knock at the door;
Evan let room service in, signing the check. “You are a good tipper, just so
you know,” he grinned while pushing the tray of food over toward me on the bed
then pouring coffee. He motioned for me to eat then sat back down. “I was going
out anyway so when I closed up I came over to the club and there you were,
gaily lit as a Christmas tree and surrounded by faeries more headstrong and
stubborn than Tinkerbell all out to get a piece of the hottest man in the city.
Not the bar, the city. And I’m not just saying that because I am the one who ended
up sleeping with you.”
I guess I looked up at him like a deer in head
“Stop, don’t flatter me. I’ve got it going on
but I’m not ripped like you. Word was out that there was a military hottie on
the hoof in the club and every muscle queen and gym bunny in town showed up to
audition as your hook-up for the night. I think guys were flying in from LA and
San Francisco trying to get to you,” the blond smiled.
“So you brought me back here and we….” I said,
mouth full of egg. The food was going down smoother than I expected it would.
“I didn’t get in the way of your fun too much,
I just kept an eye on you. Until they started to undress you and began offering
you pills, powders and potions.”
I felt myself shudder and freeze.
“Don’t worry. I didn’t let them. I just
brought you back here, where you insisted on another drink or ten. Then you got
weepy and I held you and let you talk about a car until you fell asleep. I
dunno, everyone has a kink or two, but I’ve never heard anyone rhapsodize about
a vehicle the way you went on and on about your Chevy last night.”
I was really embarrassed then.
I let a silence settle between us before
taking a sip of scalding hot coffee and replying.
“Not a car, a guy,” I whispered.
“I fell off a turnip truck but that was a long
time ago,” he smirked while reaching over and snagging a crisp piece of bacon
off my plate and began chewing on it, “I figured as much.” Evan said with true
kindness in his voice. “I had a brother in the Army and knew you were just
blowing off some steam. Those wolves would have eaten you and I like to think
someone would have looked after my brother the same way. Nothing happened
“That would have been the best part of the
night it sounds like,” I managed, no longer interested in the food.
“You were a hot mess, but I am very glad you
are alright. Now I’ve gotta go to work. If you are in town for a while here is
my card.” With that Evan produced a business card with his name, number and e
mail on it. “Use it at will.” he slipped the card on the breakfast tray then
slid his arms around my body, giving me a very nice hug.
“Leaving tomorrow, but some other time without
Stopping at the closet on his way out he
reached in and touched the sleeve of my dress uniform.
“Are you going over?”
There was a slight pause before he broke his
eyes form the uniform.
“Be safe. E mail and let me know how you are. Promise?”
“Promise, and thanks. Is your brother back?”
there was a pause before Evan answered Yes in such a quiet way that I
knew the way his brother had come home.
“I’m sorry,” was all I had time to say before
the cute blond turned and gave me a wan smile and slipped out of the room.