Chapter 14: Greta

The first semester of law school had come to an end. Bob Lacy looked back on it and thought law school was tough and required a lot of study which translated into a lot of time. He had done what was required and had been rewarded with good grades. Now he had the summer break before school started up in the fall. His Dad's friend had secured a job for Bob working with the State Highway Department this summer so he could earn some money.

Bob was taking out a loan to handle the school tuition. It was nice when he was an undergrad and the basketball ride paid the tuition. Dad had offered to pay the tuition but Bob had declined the offer. His parents had done so much for him already. They let him live at home which was a big expense saving.

Two weeks of Bob's summer were already spoken for. Those two weeks were going to be spent at an Army Reserve Summer Camp. Everyone else that Bob knew who had put in two years of active duty had been assigned to the inactive ready reserve. For some unknown reason Bob was assigned to the active reserves. This meant one weekend meeting a month and two weeks of summer camp for the next two and a half years to complete his obligation. The pay he received for attending drills and summer camp was nice walking around money.

This coming week he was heading to this year's two-week summer camp which was at Fort Jackson, South Carolina. Fort Jackson was an active Army Base that was used primarily for basic training of new recruits. Bob's Unit was going to be assigned to assist the training of the new enlistees. Bob's group would be split up and he along with some NCOs had been assigned to the hand grenade range. He thought that this assignment was easy duty and beat giving fifty minute lectures.

The Unit arrived on Sunday and was assigned barracks that were standard Army issue back during World War Two. They were barracks and not BOQs. While there were only officers living in these barracks, it was less than they should have received because of their rank. Hell, for two weeks it was no big thing for Bob but some of the hirer ranking officers were upset.

Monday morning came too soon. After breakfast everyone reported to their training assignments. His NCOs were paired up with the Regular NCOs and Bob with the NCO in charge. Bob immediately saw that this was going to be two weeks of sitting around drinking a lot of coffee and telling war stories. There was a lot of waste in the Reserves which needed to be eliminated. It also was evident to Bob that some of the older members of the unit were strictly in the Reserves for the money. If they were ever were called to active duty, they would be in over their heads and wouldn't last. They also would probably be the first ones to complain if they were activated on the hardship that activation would cause them or their families. Didn't they understand that is what the Reserve commitment required and what they signed up for? Probably not and this reaction would enforced Bob's thoughts about money being the motivating factor.

Bob had made it through the first week of camp and was wondering what to do with his one and one half day off this weekend. His Company Commander, Captain Steve Suski, asked him if Bob had plans for the weekend.

"Don't have any," Bob said.

"There are three of us going to drive over to Myrtle Beach and book a room for the night. You are welcome to come along."

Bob said he would like to join them and thought it was nice of Steve to ask him.

They left right after a quick lunch for the two hour drive to Myrtle Beach. It was all interstate driving and an easy drive. When they came to Myrtle Beach, they cruise the boulevard that ran along the beach and saw a number of vacancy signs posted at the large motels that lined the road. They checked in at a motel that was right next to the ocean.

On the drive down the other three fellows, all of whom were married, came up with some rules should they be lucky enough to pick up a female. Bob inwardly chuckled at this conversation as these guys were acting like a group of college guys who were going on a "road trip."

They registered at the motel and it was two to a room. Bob threw his travel bag on the bed and walked out on to the balcony and looked around. The room was on the third floor right over the pool and it had a good view of the beach.

He looked at the beach and saw two girls who were in small swim suits lying on a blanket. They seem to be fairly attractive but as he watched these girls he noticed two guys walk up and put down a blanket next to them. He thought that the girls were now taken so he looked to see where there might be other unattached females.

Bob looked down at the pool saw that there were only three people there, an older couple and a single girl. The single girl was something. She was lying down on a lounge chair soaking up the rays. She was a tall blond and guessed her to be about five foot nine inches tall. The swim suit she was wearing was a small white bikini which emphasized the golden tan she had. Her figure was interesting. She had what seemed to be large breasts that tapered to a small waist and tapered back out to ample hips and long legs.

She must have seen Bob looking down at her through her sunglasses because she took off the sunglasses and looked up at Bob and smiled. When saw this he gave her a little wave and she waved back. Since she appeared to be alone and Bob's roommate seemed in no hurry to leave the room, Bob put on his swim trunks, grabbed a towel and said he was going down to the pool. At the pool he put his towel over a chair that was next to the blond on the lounge chair and sat down. He sensed that she knew he was there.

After about two minutes, she took off her sunglasses and wiped off the perspiration on her face. She sat up and looked at Bob. He saw her and thought she was good looking. Both facially and physically she resembled a popular television actress.

Bob smiled at her and opened with, "Hi, it's a great day isn't it?"

She smiled back at him and surprised him when she responded in broken English. He thought he heard her say words to the effect of, "Yes, it has been a very nice day. Did you just check in?"

He responded by telling her he did.

He spoke some more with her and was able to establish that her name was Greta and that the older couple here at the pool were her parents. Her Dad was somebody in the higher echelon at the German Embassy in Washington D.C. She was a college student in Germany, who was out of school during the summer and had come over to the States to visit her parents. They had decided to go on vacation and had driven here to Myrtle Beach.

She asked Bob about himself and he gave her the abridged version about being here because of summer camp. She responded that her father had been on the military staff in Germany before he got his present assignment. While Bob was talking to Greta, her parents said something to her in German and pick up their belongings and left the pool area.

It was starting to get late in the afternoon and Bob asked Greta if she had any plans for this evening. She said she didn't other than having dinner with he parents. He asked her if she would have dinner with him instead.

She smiled and said, "That would be nice."

Maybe her parents would want to have some quality time together so she would be happy to go out with him. He told her he would meet her in the lobby in one and a half hours.

Greta thought she had to get going to tell her parents she was going out on a date and to get ready. She stood up and started to gather her things. She turned away from Bob and bent down to pick up her purse and other items. Her bending down showed Bob she had a super set of hips. The Bikini had ridden up in her crack and she didn't seem to be concerned that it had.

Back in the room Bob told his roommate that he had made his own plans for the night. He heard that the three fellows were going to get something to eat and then cruise the bars. There was supposed to be a lot of action at these bars later in the evening. Bob wished them luck, took a shower, shaved and dressed to meet his dinner companion.

At the appointed time, Bob was in the lobby waiting for Greta. She was about ten minutes late and he started to worry. When she exited the elevator, he saw that she had taken some care in getting ready for this evening. She was wearing an A-line white dress that was about one inch above the knee and had a squared neckline. The short blond hair was combed straight down, which gave it a casual look. Make up was minimal with a pinkish lipstick. The white of the dress showed off her nice tan. She had put on three inch heels, which almost brought her up to Bob's six foot four inch height. Bob thought that she was a big boned girl and when she was older she probably would fill out considerably, but right now she was stacked.

They walked along the boulevard looking for a restaurant. During the walk he told her how pretty she looked and how happy he was that he had met her. After about three short blocks Bob saw a restaurant that looked acceptable. Bob checked the outside menu which seemed to have a varied menu and reasonable prices. He opened the door for Greta and escorted her inside. The decor of the restaurant was nice and they were shown to a booth.

When the waitress appeared they ordered a cocktail. Greta asked Bob to order the meal for her and he ordered for both of them broiled trout. The food was excellent and enhanced by a bottle of wine with their meal. Bob thought it was cute listening to Greta talk with her broken English but he understood what she was saying. Bob did have to pay close attention to what she said but it wasn't much of a problem. After the meal they had an after dinner drink. Greta was getting a little high and giggling all the time.