Chapter 2

She lived way out in the country at a rural route address. I had called her the day before and gotten directions. It was at a small group of single storied houses right off the highway in the middle of the cornfields.

She was waiting in the driveway when I pulled in. I had told her we could wear “civvies” while POV traveling. She had on blue jeans and a sweatshirt. She looked very nondescript and plain.

I helped her lift her tightly packed, issue c-bag onto the back on my truck.

“You could of just used a suitcase, Millie. All your clothes will be squashed and wrinkled all to hell in that damn bag.” I told her.

“OK”, she said.

I saw an older woman and a child watch us from the screen door as we pulled out.

“That your mom?” I asked.

“Yes” she replied.

I took a look at her mom and then back to her. Both had the broad features of someone of what I considered “country”. But I decided the daughter lacked the hardness I saw in the mother. She was actually a pretty young girl. She had big blue eyes, a pert nose and full lips. Some make-up would do wonders. Also the short, chopped boot camp female haircut wasn’t becoming at all.

Airman Hill was not a conversationalist. I would learn, as I got to know her better, it wasn’t she was stupid, but just very, very shy.

We had a six hour drive ahead of us and I quickly realized it was possibly going to be excruciating long and quiet.

I tried getting to get her to talk with questions. She told me her first name, she worked at a local food production plant, she sealed boxes there. I asked her if she had a boyfriend. This caused her to pause a moment and look at me.

“Nope” she said and looked out the window.

“You EVER had a boyfriend?”

“Yes” she replied as she looked out at the passing fields.

“What happened” I asked.

She just shrugged.

I had a philosophy with girls. I would push their buttons to see what happened. You never knew what their reaction might be. Sometimes it paid off just to follow your gut instincts and play your hand.

I looked at her. “You know Millie I plan on having sex with you in the next two weeks”

She turned to look at me.

“OK” she said.

I watched her eyes. “I mean I am going to fuck you whenever I want”

She nodded.

“OK” she said quietly.

“I also plan to have you suck my cock”

“OK”

“Do you know how to suck a cock Millie?”

“I guess”

An hour passed. We listened to the radio and my cassette deck. We stopped at a MacDonald’s and had lunch. She had taken off her sweatshirt and was wearing a US Air Force t-shirt.

“You know with that body of yours you can dress a little more sexy, Millie” I told her across the table.

She reddened and looked at me.

“We will get you some clothes to look hot for me”

“OK”

We crossed the state line and going North the scenery had become more woodsy and sparsely populated.

To fill the quiet I began talking about myself.

“I like a certain type of girl. I expect her to do what I say. ALWAYS.” I told her.

I turned to look at her. She was watching me.

“Do you understand what I mean?”

“Yes”

“Tell me what I just said Millie”

She was quiet as she looked at me.

“You want me to do what you tell me to do” she said finally.

“Will you do this?”

“Yes”

“I will spank your bare ass if you disobey me”

She nodded and looked out the window.

“I like a girl naked and kneeling at my feet when she sucks my cock. She needs to know that she is there just to be my cocksucker. Do you understand?”

“Yes”

“You will do this?”

“OK”

I was getting into the spirit of this and decided to go over the top with it.

“Millie I like to completely own a girl. That she knows her body is for my pleasure. That her mouth is for sucking and her pussy for fucking.”