What I saw staring back with me was a cute, virginal young girl, very sweet looking but also somehow very sexual. In some ways I couldnt' belive how ...ood I looked, and in others I felt like I was seeing myself in the mirror for the very first time.I drove to the Dennys, but once I parked I was seized with uncertainity. Not doubt as to what I wanted and who I was, but the idea of just walking in the restaraunt as a woman. Suddenly I doubted how passable I was, how I'd feel if people stared. She was taking my pulse when I looked up and noticed her face clearly. She was possibly the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen with blonde hair, bright blue eyes and a figure that even the shapeless hospital scrubs couldn’t conceal. Sabrina had been the light of my life and she paled next to this girl.She wasn’t looking at my face and she quirked a smile. “Like what you see, Soldier?” she asked knowingly.“Sorry,” I said breathlessly. “You must get guys staring at you all the time,” I observed. It was massive – the walk-in shower must have been large enough for 4 people at a time; what a lovely idea. I wondered if the two gorgeous girls from Burkina Faso were still here – probably 'sleeping' with Grandpa. He really was fast asleep in the guest bedroom, the girls already up and making breakfast."Mornin' babe" one of them called across "scrambled or fried?" They were both wearing tiny white see-through shorts and not much else – certainly no Red or Blue thongs visible to tell them. The Army and Air Force render a hand salute when reporting. Marines and Sailors don't—unless under arms. I was naked in every sense of the word. Naval service personnel centered themselves a pace from the front edge of their commanding officer's desk and assume the position of attention."Sir! Cadet Thistle reporting as ordered, sir!" I announced.I stood there at Attention for some time before Commandant Mackie command At Ease."Do you love Harmony, cadet?" the commandant asked."Sir, the cadet.