“Oh, I think you might be surprised. Particularly if your intention is to serve near the front. Your designation might be Healer, but you will be ex...ected to command and fight, if necessary.”“Really?”“Yep, you won’t be a specialist in it, but you will know how to command Troopers in combat as well as achieve long term objectives.”“Oh, I see. I did wonder, but asking for extra information was frowned upon in basic.”“Well, that’s over now. You will be expected to speak up and ask if you don’t. Since that wouldn’t stop anything, at night we parked a truck in front of it. It wasn’t very large, just large enough to park the trucks inside at night, with enough space to one side for a Hesco-walled barracks area. That was a simple room where we kept the radio and some spare ammo and MRE cases. A water trailer was in the corner of the outpost. Out on Route Indigo itself we put turnstiles crossing the road to shut down traffic at night. The Iraqi Army had outposts of their own on either side. He introduced his partner as Jay and himself as David. I laughed and told him that was also my name. It helped break the ice and we started talking. First just mundane small talk but then we got into the real reason we were all here. We soon adjourned into the bedroom and began undressing one another. Jay was blond and fine featured, slender arms and legs, narrow shoulders and hips and a face that could only be described as “pretty”. His slight body was smooth and I thought he would look. I suddenly had a spark of confidence and looked directly at him.“Listen to me! Please leave me alone and I won’t tell anyone. Okay?” I tried to say firmly but with the quiver in my voice it sounded more like I was begging, which in truth I was. I changed my facial expression to one of anger but it suddenly turned to fear again as I heard the older man speak.“Listen to big tits!” He said mockingly to his colleagues. “Not in the mood?” He turned to look at the others. “Well what should we.