When Bobby escorted her down the aisle in the little church, she looked absolutely radiant, smiling broadly at the assembled people in the pews.The se...vice was over before I realized it. We had said the words, but Paul was right. We were already married before this. Our commitment wasn't any greater with the blessing of the church or society in general. We were deeply in love with each other and this ceremony was more for the benefit of our families and friends.The reception, like the wedding,. She wouldn't have time to fix her hair, so up it went into a bun and out the door she went.Once she was out the apartment front door, the cold air struck her like a hammer. Winter was steadily moving into the region, and the weather was changing for the worse. Her breath was caught as she walked to her car, hoping the seats were warmer then usual. She would need to move to beat morning traffic on her way to work, though hopefully most of it had moved on by this point. Other, responsible adults. We had left our base about 2 weeks ago and were pretty sure that our CO had gotten us lost in the ranges due to the fucker never paying attention. Finally we decided to strap down for the rest of the day in a small valley and pitch tent. It wasn't long after that the guys were back to their typical conversations of what they missed most about home....fast food, A/C, a bed, cellphones, alcohol...and then of course sex, girlfriends and wives...at which point I retreated to my tent in the hopes of. “Well, look, sweetheart,” she said, “I think you need to calm down. Look what happened the last time you thought you could get into them. Scared the bloody horses good and proper, didn’t you?” I couldn’t help giggling, and Gemma laughed back at me. Then her face turned serious again. “Look, I’m reading between the lines, but my take on this woman is that she’s been on a long, hard journey. “She reminds me a bit of an old girlfriend of mine who spent years doing her damnedest to go straight –.