“Why not?”, she replied, a frown on her face. “Because I prefer you like you are now.”, I said, smiling.“Oh, do you?”, she giggled, walkin... over to me. She quickly straddled me and sat down on my lap. She leaned forward and kissed me like only Lexie could. She kept her eyes open and looked into mine. The look in her eyes when she forced her tongue into my mouth was unforgettable. We kissed like that for at least several minutes with our eyes open. She finally pulled away from me her face. I was sunk in mud halfway up my combat bootsMy name is Basim Abd-Al-Aziz, Sergeant First Class, Egyptian Army. I'm a 21 Mike –a firefighter, and I'm responsible for all, and I quote, "Fire protection, personnel rescue, first aid and fire prevention duties" at Army Flight Operations Detachment, Ahmed Al Jaber Air Base. Translation: I'm a thirty two year old solder in this man's Army, pretending to be a station chief, trying to keep an honest-to-god firefighting service together on hope, dreams,. The meeting was brief because Room three was leaving just as we were taking over the bathroom. I managed to find out that Sims Carter was the leader of room three and Craig was interfering with Carter's authority as much as possible. Charlie had grown in height since the last time I saw him, several inches taller than Carter and Craig but his chest and arms looked about the same as when we were freshmen together.At morning formation the Colonel told us that we were going to have the best year. The ringing of my doorbell makes me jump. I hesitate, afraid to open, butshe calls my name and I know I cannot hide.The way she starts, but quickly tries to stifle her surprise, the way hereyes fly open, tells me. She mouths a silent O, quickly bites it closedinto her usual bland smile, the one I see most mornings when I sling mybag on my desk and say hello."Ah," she says, "Is ... Are you...?" I know she thinks at first that I am perhaps my sister, I know that in aminute she will look into my.