Fortunately, the shower facility was still in working order and his entire command spent the day taking turns at depleting the hot water supply on the...functional but not officially open base. Corporal Sandy found a contact from the logistics depot who owed her favor and they were able to get a chit that allowed each fighter to get a new issue of clothing that also included fresh boots designed for field use. Too many of his fighters still had the old style barracks type boots that were mostly. His skill in Madden was going to at least let his dad goto the Superbowl."Punk you do not let me win for I am the GOAT."Rick was not going to take any lip from his girlfriend's youngerbrother. So he went with the misogynistic put down, "Yeah you are thegirliest of the time. You cannot get the best of me twerp so just quitwhile you are ahead, apologize, and quit calling me punk."Lynn was not going to back down, he dad taught him to stand up forhimself. With an devil may care grin Lynn said, "Ok. The afternoon kept running thru his mind. Finally about 1 am, after masturbating again, he fell asleep. He woke before his alarm even though that was very uncommon. Again he had an erection and he grabbed it but decided not to beat off. He wanted to be at his best that afternoon after school. All day it seemed like he was hard and he could not keep his mind on his classes. He was daydreaming about Wanda and what had happened and what was going to happen after school. One time, his. Do you really like it that much?"He shrugged his shoulders, "It's fun I guess, don't have to leave my room either, and it turns me on knowing that guys are out there sending me coins and gifts and stuff."A shadow seemed to stretch across his face."Are you okay?" I asked, moving in closer to him."I not sure, I have been kinda confused for a while, don't know what I want anymore."I had not seen him like this before Figaro, I was not sure if it was the drink but he wasn't his usually confident.