I worked a little at the coffee shop, just a few hours a week but at least it was something. And Cait had a job too and she was working a lot more hou...s than I was so we didn't get to hang out as much as I had hoped we would but I stayed at their place anyway because then at least we spent the evenings and the nights together and when Cait's mom and dad were both home we were a bit careful but when it was just us and Cait's mom we kinda acted more like we were together because Cait's mom knew. ‘They need you back at the base hospital. I’ll stay with him.’ As the dust and wind swirled around us, I regretted my decision. A sense of dread overtook me when I looked into the soldier’s anguished face. Since being deployed in Nam, I had only had sex with a patient once. His name was Troy. He was a cute and cocky black kid from New Jersey, who took shrapnel from a land mine. He was trying to get a rise out of me. ‘How come the white GIs get more attention than the black GIs?’ ‘That’s not. There is this deep ball of fear, excitement and adrenaline combined down in the pit of my stomach that I can’t seem to shake. I wonder if the fear makes me coward. Or does the fear make me all the more real. Does it make the mission and our sense of duty all the more real, tangible? Someone once said that there can’t be courage without fear. I guess he was right because we have a lot fear here in the mountains. Remember when we first moved to Louisiana? You were so happy to be going home. I. "Go get the lube and I'll do this for you," she said softly and I jumped up and ran upstairs to retrieve the little bottle and bought it back down as fast as I could, quickly settling back in place.I felt the cool liquid drizzling onto the head of my cock, then her fingers wrap around and begin.Oh, how many times had I done this myself? But having her do it, oh, man, this was heaven, it felt so, so good. I just lay there sucking and feeling as she did my dick sliding her slippery hand slowly up.