After serving two years in the Navy as a Corpsman aboard the USS Haven, stationed in Long Beach, California, I was given orders to report to Field Medical School at Camp Pendleton, California for training as a Combat Medic to be assigned to a rifle company with the US Marine Corps. I couldn't believe it! I had signed up to be a Navy Corpsman and without any...
I love John so much. We adore each other and during our relationship we have discovered so very much about each other and ourselves, Before I met John and he has said the same, I really did not know myself. It was as if my inner thoughts had been put away in a secret cupboard, never to be opened. But John changed all that as much as I have helped him to d...
"How do you know what's a good steak?" asked a youthfully feminine voice as I browsed the meat selection at the Kaneohe Marine Corps Base commissary. Looking up, I saw a Eurasian girl who was looking intently at me and the meats cuts before us. With her light brown hair pulled back in a simple ponytail, she was cute in an understated tom-boyish sort of way....
The telephone rang at 3:08 a.m. The occupant of the house one mile from Edwards Air Force Base, Calif., got up out of his bed and answered the telephone in the kitchen of his house. Once he answered, the caller hung up. The occupant of the house hung up the phone, sighed, and went back to bed in the darkness of the house. Five minutes later, someone knoc...
Harry heard Gerta calling him out of his daydream. "Honey, lets go for a walk along the road and then up the bluff." Harry nodded his agreement. He put his pants on. Gerta followed by putting a wrap-around skirt over her bathing suit. Harry rolled up the beach towels and put them under his arm. Then he jumped on top of the sea wall, turned and extended his...
This story is down to some research I did into Army background dressing for 'The Big Brother Hole' and some 'officers/soldiers divide' thoughts that just wouldn't go away. Much of the research is from Wiki, the British Army website and many like it, and in particular a cracker called the Army Rumour Service and the conversations and 'banter' that goes on wi...
Fucking colonels. I fucking hate colonels. They're always coming up with stupid shit to do; they feel like they have to show everyone they're in charge, and so they come up with bullshit. Thanks to our fuckhead Colonel, my platoon was out in the field doing "non-lethal weapons" training. Hey, dickhead! We're Marines, remember? We're lethal. It was the s...
This is the third in a series of four vignettes. As those of you who have already experienced the first two will know, all the characters in the four segments are inter-related. The purpose of these stories was to examine the various relationships as they develop between men and women. It's probably ambitious for a first effort, but once I got started, I kne...
Copyright 2003 by Paul C. All rights reserved. Rubies are Red. Part 30. Jenny. It hurt to change gear my fanny felt so sore. I smiled at the thought. In fact I don't think I'd really stopped smiling since Ron had last pulled his prick from me. We had done it four times in less than four hours. I could feel my smile broaden at that thought. It had been ve...
Corporal Job frowned as he watched the update on the vidscreen mounted to the wall of the general's private quarters. The news from the Kuiper asteroid belt wasn't good, as usual. The Drinkers had developed a new weapons array, as usual. Many lives had been lost in the initial assault near Neptune, as usual. But scientists were busy at work on new defense st...