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Becky's Marine part 1

Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Fiction, Non-Erotic, Romance, Violence, Author: Betrayer_of_Skalathrax, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

you guys" "Not back here your not. You ride shotgun." "Isn't that your spot?" "Not tonight it isn't." He gave a nod in my direction. As she turned toward me I opened the door for her. She smiled at me and walked to the open door. After closing the door I looked at Carl and mouthed a thank you. He nodded and climbed in the bed of the truck. My truck was nothing special, just a beat up '87 Ford F-250, but it got us where we needed to go. Carl had installed a nice sound system in it which I greatly appreciated. And over the past 3 years of our employment at the refinery we had made various upgrades to it such as a 6 inch lift, a brush guard and a new transfer case for the 4 wheel drive. We left Smokey's headed down county road 41 until we reached the Marshal county line. Then we took a left on a dirt road for about a mile until the road ended. Most people would stop there but those of us with trucks would drop them into 4x4 and head into the light forest. After another 10 minutes of slow going we would come the fire pit we used fairly regularly. The ride over was relatively quiet. Becky finally broke the silence. "So... How's work been going?" "It's okay I guess. pretty quiet lately." I didn't take my eyes off the road for fear that I wouldn't be able to take them off of her. "That's good. When do you work again?" "Tomorrow night. Tonight is the up all night to get my clock turned around." There was another silence, this one slightly awkward. Again, she broke it. "What was ... California like?" I was a bit taken off guard. Having known her for a few months I had never really mentioned home or much of my past at all. "It was OK I guess. I lived about an hour from San Francisco and it wasn't too bad. I absolutely hated LA though." "Did you live down there?" "I was stationed about 45 minutes away at Camp Pendleton for 7 years. Longest years of my life." "I didn't know you spent time in the military. Did you go overseas?" Old memories came flooding back to me. This was one of the very few subjects I didn't like talking about to anyone, not even Carl. "Yeah, I did 2 tours. Once to Iraq and once to Afghanistan." "How was it?" I couldn't talk about it. It was still painful to think of those who died. Those three whose names are tattooed on my ribs. "It was like living a nightmare. I'd rather not talk about it now." "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." I could tell by her voice this wasn't the answer she was expecting. "It's okay, its just hard to deal with sometimes. How have things been with you? Still have all the boys chasing after you?" "I've been OK. There are a few who have been interested, but none of them interest me. I'm waiting for a special someone." "Well whoever he is, he is one lucky guy." "You know, if you ever need anyone to talk to or just need to vent, I'm here." "Your sweet Becky, but I wouldn't want to bother you with my troubles." "No trouble at all." She reached into the cup holder and grabbed my phone. "If you need ...