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soon.”
    Rachel finally laughed. “Oh, you mean that
young tart with the big tits? Hate to break this to you stud, but
your mojo did the trick last time. She’s a few weeks pregnant. Got
what she needed and isn’t interested in you anymore. I bought her
slot dirt cheap.” Her green eyes held as much challenge as
mockery.
    There were about 10,000 thoughts swirling
around my mind by that point. Thankfully, I shut up before saying
anything stupid. Apparently opening my mouth just to kiss her was
the smart move.
    I held Rachel tight, afraid the magic would
disappear any second. We kissed with a real fervor I hadn’t known
in a long time. I squeezed her butt in both hands and eased her
towards the bed, only to be pushed away. “Um… no, no no. Not here.
I can’t.”
    Rejection was a new phenomenon. “Uh, come
again?”
    “John, please. Not on that bed. I’m not
another… assignment. Hmm, can’t do my room either. My roommate is a
gossip.” Like an emotional tornado, she swirled back into seductive
mode. “Oh, I got it. Look, we can’t be seen leaving together, so
meet me in the motor pool in ten minutes.” She ran to the door,
straightened her hair and walked away. Calm as could be.
    No, I wasn’t good at waiting. 60 seconds
later, I opened the door to follow… and ran right into the duty
guard. “Where you headed to so late? Don’t you have a date
tonight?”
    Surely my excitement didn’t show. “Hey!
Well, she didn’t feel like cuddling. So I’m going to go take a
shower.” I remembered this woman from last week and gave her a wink
and my best bedroom voice. “You remember how sweaty it gets,
right?”
    Must have done the trick, because she smiled
wide. She still smiled after pushing me into the room and softly
shutting the door. “That’s not the date I was talking about. I saw
Rachel skipping away a little too mellow. A girl doesn’t wiggle
around like that every day.”
    This, what’s-her-name, something starting
with a C, leaned her rifle against the door and turned on her own,
much more powerful, bedroom voice. “Why are you taking such a risk
with that ugly little duckling? All these randy hens here, and
you’ll run off with her ?!”
    A dozen lies formed and then disappeared in
my mind as she unbuttoned a bit of her uniform. I gave my wittiest
response. “I like her.”
    “Shit! I think you’re serious. Ha!” She
licked her lips in, I guess, a seductive style. “Well, if you care
so much, what are you willing to do for her?” She maxed the charm.
Her voice was sex distilled into its purest form. “I’ll keep your
little secret, but only if we can have our own dirty secret.” I
stepped away while she still clawed at me.
    Not so easily deterred, this tiger nearly
jumped me. She rammed her tongue down my throat while slipping a
hand inside my pants. Now it was her turn to be flustered.
    “Are you kidding me? You had such a hard on
for that little bitch, but can’t get it up for me!” Those big blue
eyes cycled back and forth with rage, embarrassment and
astonishment. After what seemed like forever, she finally buttoned
back up.
    “I’ve never been rejected by a man in my
life.” She slapped me and then kissed my cheek. “Hurry up now. Go
on and find a little happiness before it’s too late.”
    I didn’t waste another second.
    *
    I flipped on a black light when I slipped
into the Conex shipping container turned storage locker. Rachel
rose from some sofa in the back. Really? A couch? Had she planned
this? She hesitated when I hugged her. The first time I’d ever seen
her truly nervous.
    “What’s wrong, Rach?”
    In the soft light, her fear was only
amplified. “What am I to you?”
    Once upon time, that would have left me
cold-footed. You get a little quicker on your emotional feet living
with women for weeks though. “The most important thing in the
world.”
    Her eyes watered, but she pushed the tears
back. “Don’t give me any lines.” She blinked and searched my