The Girl Next Door

Written by: Lt. Wolfe Category: Romance
Rating: R
Sexual situations
Summery: Lt. meets the girl of his dreams.

The young couple strolled around the base, hand in hand.
"Where are you from in the states, Myron?" Desi asked.
"I'm from Huntington Beach in California. That's near Los
Angeles. My father is CEO of a big finance company."
"Oh, a rich, surfer girl." Myron teased. "I'm just an Army brat from New York City. Queens actually. The Army is literally in my blood. Why would a beautiful, young, intelligent girl, like you join the Army and volunteer to come to Nam?"
"I actually joined the Army to get out from under my parents influence. Always telling me where I can go, whom I can and can not date. They actually thought I would meet and marry a doctor when I graduated from nursing school."
"Yeah, parents can be funny that way." Myron admitted.
"I noticed a gentleman at the club tonight. He seemed to be watching us as we danced. Then when we left, I saw him smile."
"That must have been Major Vance. He is my chief surgeon. He likes to look out for his new nurses. Sort of like a father figure. He is harmless."
The couple approached Deseray's hootch. Neither of them wanted this evening to end so soon. Myron held Desi closer to him and kissed her softly and tenderly. Desi responded with a kiss that curled Myron's toes.

End part 3.

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"Would you like to come in for a night cap, Myron? The girls had a wine and cheese party the other night. There is still plenty left over."
"What about your room mate?" Myron asked with anticipation in his voice.
"Oh, no problem. She is on R& R for three more days."
The two entered Desi's hootch and closed the door behind them.
"Welcome to my place, Myron. It isn't much, but it's home."
Desi poured wine into two styrofoam cups and gave one to Myron.
"Apologies for the fancy stemware." Deseray said with a smile.
"You have the most beautiful smile that I have ever seen."
Myron put the empty cup down and held Desi closer to him. He kissed her passionately. The two Lt.'s intertwined as they both fell back onto the bed. Myron reached for a cheese square from the tray on the small night stand. Myron was going to try to feed the cheese to Desi.
"Oops. Sorry about that Desi." Myron said innocently
as he dropped the cheese square down Desi's loose blouse.
"Now how did that get there?"
Myron searched to find the cheese square.
"There it is." Myron said with a smile on his face.
"So, you want to play that way, huh Myron?" Deseray giggled.
Desi reached into the small refrig and grabbed the can of Redi-Whip. Myron knew what she was planning to do.
"Now, Desi. If you squirt that on me you will just have to clean it off."
"Now you're learning, Myron. That's part of the plan."
After a while, both Lt.'s had Redi-Whip all over them. They both laughed so hard that they almost cried.
Myron kissed Desi passionately. She responded immediately though all of the whipped cream with a sensuous kiss.
"Myron, Let's never let this evening end. It is so very perfect being here with you."
"You make it perfect, Desi. I don't want to go, but people will be coming back from the club. We still have a whole week end at McKay's apartment in Saigon."
After pulling everything together Myron and Desi walked outside into the night air. It was a beautiful night the sky was bright with stars. Myron kissed Deseray tenderly.
"Good night, Desi. Let's meet at the mess hall in the morning."
"Sounds like a winner, Myron. Good night."
Both Lt.'s wanted to say more, but the words... oh hell, thought Myron.
"I love you Deseray James." Myron expressed as he left Deseray's hootch.
"I love you too, Myron Goldman." Desi answered.
Myron walked back to his hootch feeling like he was on cloud nine. Then he ran into McKay, and everything changed.
"Hey, Myron, my man. Did you ever score with that angel of yours?" McKay asked sarcastically.
"That's none of your damn business, McKay."
Then Myron hit McKay with a right cross and knocked him on the ground, with his lip bleeding.
"Ok, sorry. I deserve that one."
Myron just walked to his hootch shaking off the pain in his right hand from hitting McKay.

End part 4.
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Back at his hootch, Myron was too agitated to sleep. He promptly started to finish his report for Major Darling. The next morning Sgt. Anderson discovered Myron still at his typewriter in a sound sleep. Without a doubt, he had slept there all night.
"Hey, Lt. Wake up ! It's time to report to Major Darling with the mission report." Zeke said as he shook his friend gently to wake him up.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm awake." Myron grumbled, still half asleep.
Myron donned a clean uniform and reported to the Major.
"Very good, Lt." Darling seemed to almost choke on the phrase. "Lt., I have another mission for 3rd platoon. Battalion has information that NVA are storing weapons in Che Lu, an otherwise friendly vill. I want third squad to search and destroy any NVA weapons that are found. Defend yourselves, but don't fire on friendlies. Is that clear, Lt.? You and your men leave at first light."
"Yes, sir." Myron replied.