He knew the guy was just doing his job. After a quick examination of his ankle – no swelling or bruising, thank you very much, Mark thought – Mark...was allowed to take a shower. As he walked into the big shower area, he passed Anatoli. ‘Hey, Obie,’ he said. ‘Hil said something about the four of us going to dinner tonight.’ ‘Oh yeah?’ Obie replied, rubbing a towel over his head. ‘Sounds good. I’ll meet you with the girls upstairs.’ Mark nodded and headed into the shower. There were a couple other. Of course I didn't mind 'cause it felt so good. I caught myself startin' to make too much noise and I was afraid Momma would catch me playin' with myself. I didn't know how to feel about it all. I felt kind of cheap havin' jus' stood there and not doin' somethin' to see who was gropin' me and makin' 'em stop. But I was imaginin' it was my Massa on the plantation and it felt good."All through school the next day all I could think about was ridin' home and havin' some stranger put his hands up my. Nobody was keen to rush me, because I told them the first two would need their own beds.The Colonel had been called and he strode in. “Soldier! Stand down!”Force of habit made me snap to attention. When he asked I told him what was going on. He looked me over, noticing the paleness. I probably was about two minutes from passing out, when he turned to the doctors.“Have an ambulance and a competent nurse standing by. He will leave at seven, which should give him plenty of time. If he is not on my. ‘First day?’ A smooth velvety voice with the sexiest British accent I have ever heard says from just over my shoulder. I have a habit of walking with me eyes to floor and I didn’t see him get on with me. ‘Yyyeah,’ I stutter, ‘what floor?’ ‘Same.’ Is all he says. I’m too nervous to turn and look at him but I can see his blurry reflection is the metal of the elevator doors. Tall and muscular in a tailored suit, I bet he’s gorgeous. I can tell he’s tan with blonde hair and he’s leaning against.