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smiled at the man with silver
hair. “Thank you. I ’ m proud to be of service.” I
nodded then continued to walk down the long hall already regretting
my decision not stopping long enough to change first. That was the
problem with wearing my battle uniform. People always wanted to
stop to thank me or shake my hand. I should feel proud but some
days it could be quite annoying.
    Straight ahead was a pair of double-glass
doors , leading to the Dean’s office. I
walked through and as soon as I turned the corner toward
Rock ’s office I stopped in my tracks.
There was no way in hell I was seeing what I thought I
saw.
    Rock holding hands with his skinny-ass wife.
    I stood there witnessing the intimate exchange
between them before I decided to make my presence known.
    “ Hello, may I help
you?”
    I stopped staring long enough to
glance over my shoulder at the young girl sitting behind the
reception desk. “No, you may not,” I snapped and swung back around
to find him staring dead in my face. I walked over to the couple
and watched as Rock bit his lip nervously as I approached. “What
the—”
    “ Master Sergeant
Dawson,” he blurted, cutting me off. “I thought our meeting was tomorrow.” There was no mistaking the
desperation in his voice for me to play along.
    “ Well, you thought wrong,” I said,
trying to smile.
    Mrs. Size 4 placed a hand to her
husband ’s chest and I noticed the huge
diamond sparkling on her ring finger. “Sweetheart, am I
interrupting something?” she asked the way women do when we know
something smells funny. She was right to be alarmed. She smelled
straight bullshit.
    Rock stepped back, trying to
regain some of his personal space. “No dear. Not at all. Master
Sergeant Dawson is coordinating a recruitment fair at the school.”
No he wasn’t trying to play me!
    “ It ’s nice to meet you.” Regina
fake-smiled me. She obviously didn’t recognize me from the wedding.
The uniform did have a way of making a woman look like a
man.
    I decided to play dumb.
“I ’ m sorry, Rock. I didn’t know you
were married.”
    “ Ten years.”
Regina beamed with pride, then gripped her man ’s arm
possessively. “Actually, we ’ re renewing our vows
this weekend in Vegas.”
    “ You ’ re what?” I couldn’t believe his ass.
    Suddenly, Regina was looking at me
cross-eyed. “Have we met before?”
    I wasted no time busting her
bubble. “No, but you’ve probably tasted my pussy on your
husband ’s
lips. ”
    His jaw dropped and her lips began
to quiver. Priceless .
    “ What the fuck?” she stared at me
for several seconds before returning her attention to him. “Rock,
what is she talking about?”
    You should have seen the panic on
his face. “Sweetheart, I have no idea.” He cleared his throat and
tried to act confused.
    Couldn’t she tell her husband was
lying? Apparently not because Regina just stood there like an
idiot, nibbling on her bottom lip. Some women are so stupid.
Although after this incident, I wasn’t one to talk.
    “ Where did you
think your husband ’s been laying his head
this last
week? ” I asked while staring his lying ass
dead in the eyes.
    Regina blinked her eyes. “I
thought you were away at a conference?”
    Rock turned up his nose like I was
a stanky diaper. “Regina, can we talk about this at home?” he urged
and drew his wife in close, and I noticed the way she melted in his
arms.
    My neck was rolling now. “Regina,
he might wanna talk about this at home, but I think
you ’ d rather hear it coming from me
first.”
    She closed her eyes as if she was
afraid of what I was about to say. “Hear what?”
    “ Regina, honey,
your husband talks a good game… I’ll give it to him.” I was talking
with my hands the way I always did when I was pissed. “But I’ve
wasted six months fucking his tired ass. Hell, his dick ain’t even
circumcised.” You shoulda seen her eyes. Now that I’ve rattled off
the appearance of her husband ’s Johnson there