Chapter 11: First Day’s Morning

The group of us was in the dorm when the new draftees showed up after having their initial meeting. They glared at us. I could only guess, it was because we didn’t warn them about what was explained. They kept pretty much to themselves as cliqués formed rapidly. While not one of the tight group of five, we’d formed, Private Perlow joined us after evidently having enough of Burt for one day.

Marie and Terry slipped away right before lights out and a rousing playing of ‘Come as you are’. As it played I wondered what the locals thought of our commander’s choice in music. It was definitely not the wailing of prayers they were used to. How long he’d keep it up was anyone’s guess. Shortly after Megan and Melanie got up and headed for their cots, Rob asked, “How did you get those two so into you. I mean, I know you have a huge cock and all, but seriously. I know you and Megan are doing it, but even Melanie seems like she wants to screw you, despite all her fake hostility. I saw how you two made out in the front of the plane and there was definitely no hostility there. Yet Megan doesn’t seem to mind or get jealous of you two.”

“Believe me that is not fake hostility. Melanie really hates me, and I mean with a burning passion.” I said, wishing his reading of her feeling for me were correct. “Melanie only puts up with me for Megan’s sake.”

“Damn, she’s a lesbian, that is such a waste,” Rob stated looking disappointed at the prospect. “But getting laid will make you put up with a lot. And if she hates you as much as you think, that’s the only reason that makes sense.”

“Sorry for your loss.” I ridiculed. “Better luck next time.”

“Well, I still get to look.” He understood I was just ragging on him. “And, pussy licker or not, she’s still very hot.”

“And that little uniform makes her look even hotter.” I pointed out.

“Yeah, but it doesn’t compare to the way she looked in the shower. Now that was smokin’,” Rob reflected. “I know I’ll be outside her classroom door early. I wanna beat the crowd.”

“I kind of think the CO won’t allow that.” I asserted. “Plus, all of us have duties to perform.”

“Good point,” He acknowledged. “And if sex burns as many calories as running two miles, I get the feeling we’re in for a marathon tomorrow.” Heading to his cot he added, “See ya.”

I did my nightly routine and climbed in the cot alone. I kind of wished Megan would come back, not just for the sex but for the sensual feeling of her body pressed up to mine. We’d yet to truly sleep together. I imagined the feel of her smooth legs wrapped around me with her firm mounds pressing into my chest. I longed for a night filled with those lavish sensations. I was still thinking of her and her shadow as consciousness slipped away.

The whole camp was likely awoken by the driving electric guitar while the sun was breaking the horizon. The Colonel had adjusted his time frame up a couple of decades. Over the piercing guitar riffs, the vocals of David Draiman and Disturbed rang out. ‘Immortalized’ wasn’t one of my favorite songs by them but it fit the situation well. At the end of the song, Maj. Wilkenson hollered, “Calisthenics in the yard in ten.”

Burt and Frank remembered the day before and the way the Major had us turn for our run. They were pushing and shoving each other trying to be in the right place for watching Melanie’s ass as we ran. I think Rob would’ve been right there with them if he didn’t believe she was lesbian. He also didn’t try to get in the right spot for Megan either. But there were a lot more women this morning than had been there the previous day. He found the best of the new women and lined up where she would be in front of him as we ran. Only the Major changed up the direction we turned.

I was a little disappointed in this. I’d planned on having my nose inches from Megan’s pussy as we stretched but ended up with the woman Rob had chosen before me. Burt took advantage of the change up taking a step back putting his ass in Melanie’s face. “You can go ahead and lick my balls while your back there,” he said wiggling his ass on her nose.

It took less than a second for Burt’s mouth to fill with the dust of the courtyard. I waylaid him with an elbow between his shoulder blades as I pile drove him into the ground. I knew I’d likely end up with KP or something else equally or less savvy. But not a bullet for not protecting my reluctant charge. The major and Tom pulled me off Burt but not before I’d landed a couple blows to his kidneys and lower rib cage.

Held back by the Major I yelled at the heap in the dirt. “I told you to stay the fuck away from her.”

Coughing and spitting out dirt, I heard Burt say, “Fuck you, asshole.”

The Major motioned to two regularly dressed soldiers. They lifted Burt up from the dirt, keeping him between them. I was handed to a third soldier. The voice behind me directed the three regular army men, “Take them to the detention area. The CO will deal with them.”

The brig cell I was put in was a small window-less room with an uncomfortable metal chair. I hoped Burt’s cell was sparse as mine. Time slowed while I sat in the chair waiting for the CO. The whole time, I worried about both my girls. I knew while stuck in a cell, I wasn’t doing what the Colonel demanded of me. I doubted he’d give a shit I was stuck in the brig leaving Melanie alone.

What seemed like hours of staring at the white door ended with the object of my gaze opening. In the open doorway stood the CO, Burt, and a very large guard with a gun and a bad attitude. The Colonel’s anger was on full display. “Private! Get out here.”

Exiting the small room I noticed the clock on the wall. It had only been twenty minutes in the box. Standing at attention I said, “Yes, Sir.”

“You know the rule,” he said gruffly and glaringly.

“Shit,” came out reflexively. The idea of kneeling until I was willing to kiss the fuckwad standing next to the Colonel was beyond repulsive. With more thought, I added, “Next time I’m just going to kill the fucker then.”

“You can try fairy boy,” Burt spit.

“That is what I’d suggest,” Came from the Colonel.

A surprised Burt’s said, “What?”

“I said, that is what I’d suggest. After all a dumb fuck like you likely deserves it,” the CO stated flatly. “And this stupid shit will do it. If you keep saying and doing dumb fuck stuff. Mainly I think because he would rather be a killer than kiss you.”

“Damn skippy.” I blurted out interrupting the Colonel.

The Colonel continued despite my outburst. “Which I can’t say I really blame him, but he knows the consequences for fighting. And I’m not waving them.”

“Fuck.” I’d hoped he wouldn’t enforce his mother’s form of justice. Burt was still standing silent dumbfounded.

“Kiss or kneel!” was barked at us.

“Fuck,” I said starting down to my knees.

What I hadn’t expected came from next to the man demanding our obedience. “Fine.” Burt took a step toward me prepared to do what I wasn’t, but would. I wasn’t the only one surprised at Burt’s actions. His facial expression said the CO was planning on us kneeling for a good long time. Burt’s declaration of willingness had just thrown the Colonel’s plans completely out of whack.

The Colonel’s meaty hand grabbed Burt’s arm. I could see the wheels turning in his head as he figured out how he’d save his teachable moment. “Not now. You fought in front of the company. You’ll kiss in front of the company.”

“Yes sir,” We said in tandem.

“Now get out of here. Go to the infirmary and get your shot. Then get to your assigned duty. Breakfast should be over.” We were directed, as we left the hallway headed far from the man that could have us do pretty much anything. Burt and I didn’t say a word to each other the whole way.

I knew Nurse Teri wouldn’t be there but I wished she would be. She was always so much fun and added a smile to my face. The nurse we found at the infirmary was all business. A quick command of roll up your sleeve and a needle prick followed. Half a syringe of a golden liquid was pumped into my arm. I would’ve asked about the burn I felt as the liquid entered my muscle. But I likely would’ve been told to man up.

Burt and I went our separate ways after he also received a shot. His was a slightly lighter color than the one I received. I’d thought he would’ve made some smart-ass comment or threatened me in some way. He didn’t and turned down a hall a couple of hallways before the one containing my interview room. On the way, I passed multiple rooms with kids.

I looked in the window of each of the rooms. In only two of them did I know the teachers in the front of the room. While the teachers were different the scenes in the rooms were very similar. The teachers were in some stage of undress. I stopped at Megan’s room and looked in the small window.

She had her tiny uniform on when I arrived at the window. She was in front of thirty or so nine or ten-year-olds. She began removing her shirt shortly after I looked in. Her small perfectly round cones jiggled as she freed them. She continued talking to the group and pulled one of the young girls upfront with her. The little black-headed girl with olive skin looked like the rest of the fifteen or so girls in the room.