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Becky's Marine part 2

Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Non-Erotic, Reluctance, Romance, Author: Betrayer_of_Skalathrax, Rating: 94.4, Source: sexstories.com

she was beautiful. She walked over to me and gave me a hug. I couldn't be sure, but I think she was drawing it out longer than normal. She had to stand on her tip toes to reach around my neck. "So, whats the plan?" I asked after she let me go. "We are going to the county line bar, its just over in Marshal county." "I've heard of it but never been." "Good," she said with a grin. "Then you won't know what my plan is!" She chuckled a bit which kinda made me nervous to tell you the truth. "OK. You drive or I drive?" "You drive. I love your truck." We walked back to my truck and I opened her door for her. She smiled and climbed in. We made a left out of the parking lot and headed toward Marshal county. We bantered back and forth for a bit, then she hit me with a question that I wasn't expecting. "Can you sing?" "Can I? Yes. Do I sound good? No." She gave a small laugh and left it at that. I've never been comfortable talking in front of crowds and now I have a feeling I'll be singing in front of them. This will be interesting. We reached the county line bar at around 9. The place wasn't totally dead, but it was slow. We ordered beers and she wanted to do shots. I can't let a lady drink alone so I took a few with her. She began talking to the bartender and I took an opportunity to really get a feel for the place. It was much like an average bar. Groups of people sitting at tables, some in the few booths that were against the far wall. We sat at the bar against the right hand wall ... from the entrance, and just opposite us was a stage. It was actually a rather large stage for such a small bar, probably for local bands to perform. The air smelled of smoke, sweat and liquor. This was home for a Marine like me. Just as I was turning back around I saw it, sitting at the corner of the stage. A karaoke machine. Fan-fucking-tastic. I turned back to Becky and she gave me a knowing grin. Her plan had been discovered. I smiled back as honestly as I could and ordered us another round. We both drank them and ordered another beer. If I was going to sing, I would need it. Around 11 my phone buzzed. I checked it, figuring it must be Carl. From Carl: What happened to coming to Smokey's? To Carl: Went elsewhere. See you later. From Carl: Probably taking a girl home tonight, just FYI To Carl: Thanks, at least one of us is. From Carl: u never know... I left it at that. I set my phone to silent and put it away. Just then, Becky grabbed my arm, again hitting the scars from the explosion. I winced in pain, which she clearly saw. She pulled her hand away and looked nervous. "It's OK. Old wounds. Docs say it will probably never fully heal." I said loud enough to be heard over the cacophony of the bar. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you". Her apology was genuine. She really looked worried. "So why did we come here exactly?" I asked, trying to change the subject. Her smile returned almost instantly. She pointed to the karaoke machine. "Sing with me!" She had to almost yell for me ...