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Charles Brick
Age 23
Height 6 foot even.
Weight: 165lbs
Hair sandy brown
No tattoos or piercings. Not married and no children. Squared jaw with piercing blue eyes, thin lips and medium build from physical labor.
We just made it out of Edmonds, Washington on the last ferry. We literally jumped onboard the ramp, me and several reservists and guardsmen that were holding back rebels. Now that we were clear of land we needed a destination, and we weren't going to the peninsula. All of this took place in the course of three days and it all started with a string of incidents that seemed to correlate with one another.
1. A form of swine flu was reported in the mainstream news to have come from Mexico and was affecting people in the U.S, but the CDC said that there were no reliable reports of this. To make matters worse, people on the internet were reporting that it was real with photoshopped pictures and old pictures from World War II or the Cold War about experiments with nuclear weapons. This had people scared and demanding action.
2. Second, there were a rash of thefts in gun stores throughout the country. People were buying up gold and silver by the ton and emptying their bank accounts expecting the end was near.
3. To top it off, people in Washington D.C decided it was a good idea to go and stage a march onto the White House, demanding answers for the so called flu and it escalated out of control.
From there it was just a domino effect. News spread quickly via the internet. Though I thank the fiberoptic cables for their swift currents, it was also a tool to spread false information and down right lies and the truth was lost because people, when they're scared, will believe anything and now many of us were fighting for our lives at the Edmonds dock in Washington.
I was prior service, did a tour in Iraq, did my time and got out, but when the shit hit the fan I reported to the nearest National Guard and they gladly took me in, gave me a rifle and put me to guard the perimeter of the dock as they loaded fleeing civilians onboard. The group I was with was a hodge pog force of enlisted and officers from all branches, all trying to stay alive. We were using the ferry to evacuate people to the islands in the Sound so it would be easily defensible as a Regular Army contingent tried to form a perimeter on the peninsula. It was three days into the fight and we were out of time.
In those three days, Rebels, people that were fed up with the government to the extreme that they actually rose up in overwhelming numbers and began taking over the small towns around Seattle then moved on the city itself. The National Guard was called in but even they were overwhelmed.
Until it was fixed we were going to one of the many islands in The Sound, but which one was yet to be determined. It was cold out and many were huddled inside the upper deck for warmth and the military pulling security all except me and this Lt. Collins. I was still dressed in my civvies, a thick overcoat with a black baseball cap with "OIF Veteran" emblazoned on it, blue jeans and hiking boots and all my worldly goods in one rucksack that I saved from my service. I had left everything behind me, my apartment, school, but I had no real friends and no family so it wasn't a heavy loss to see the dock slowly fade away as the rebels swarmed over it, their torches held high, chanting at us. They didn't fire but I knew they had firearms and they were good with them, but our force held them off, took many of them down. I know I counted five cut down by my own M-4 carbine. Amateurs. They just rushed us for a couple of days in human waves and were mowed down, but after that, they began to learn, but still relied on their numbers.
I was with a platoon led by 2nd Lt. Jenny Collins, a real pretty but stern looking woman. She was Washington National Guard, or Nasty Girls as we in the Regular Army called them, and was a high school teacher in her real job, but she was suppose to be S-4, supply officer for her unit and was now an infantry man, but she held herself well despite the pressure. It looked like a couple of times we would be overrun but she persisted and I helped as well. In one case, I took three privates and did a head long charge into a wave and shot the man I perceived to be their leader and from there the wave broke and began running and we kept after them, gunning their down for a hundred yards.
During the lulls Collins and I would talk. There were other women in the unit as well, but Collins and I were together a lot, I guess she looked to be for guidance because I had more combat experience. She was married for four years, no children, and she loved her husband dearly, but he wasn't here. She didn't know where he was, but wasn't going to go looking for him.
She made a deal that if we survived the Edmonds fight she would give me a blowjob. I yhought she just said it to calm her nerves, to give something to look forward to, but she took me to the latrine and kissed me and started blowing. She was married, I could see her ring but that didn't matter. Her opened up her ACU top to her soaked undershirt and lifted to reveal her hemmed in bombs. Her husband was a lucky man. She took me all the way in and out, rubbed the lubed up head over the tops of her mounds and flicked the tip of her tounge against my tip then beat my meat against the flat of her tongue flashing those bright gray eyes up at me.
When I climaxed she stroked and laughed as thick wads of warm spunk saturated her beautiful face with globs in her eyes and running down her chin. "God my husband never did this" she saidlapping it up. She stroked and sucked the last drop out and swallowed.
"Baby" she said "you saved my life. Any time you want this" cupping her mighty breasts "you xan have it."
"Really?" Raising an eyebrow. I never had that kind of an offer but she nodded as she cleaned up the last of the spunk from her face and corrected her uniform.
"Yes baby" she smiled.
I drew her close with my arms until we were face to face. She smiled as her face still smelled of sperm but she expected more. "How about next time...you keep that uniform on..."
"Okay.."
"I'll take you from behind, kiss your neck.."
"Mmmm yeah"
"A lot of kissing and fondling. ."
"I'd like that" her cheeks were glowing red.
"What else would you like?"
Collins thought for a moment then said "My ass." Then winked.
Age 23
Height 6 foot even.
Weight: 165lbs
Hair sandy brown
No tattoos or piercings. Not married and no children. Squared jaw with piercing blue eyes, thin lips and medium build from physical labor.
We just made it out of Edmonds, Washington on the last ferry. We literally jumped onboard the ramp, me and several reservists and guardsmen that were holding back rebels. Now that we were clear of land we needed a destination, and we weren't going to the peninsula. All of this took place in the course of three days and it all started with a string of incidents that seemed to correlate with one another.
1. A form of swine flu was reported in the mainstream news to have come from Mexico and was affecting people in the U.S, but the CDC said that there were no reliable reports of this. To make matters worse, people on the internet were reporting that it was real with photoshopped pictures and old pictures from World War II or the Cold War about experiments with nuclear weapons. This had people scared and demanding action.
2. Second, there were a rash of thefts in gun stores throughout the country. People were buying up gold and silver by the ton and emptying their bank accounts expecting the end was near.
3. To top it off, people in Washington D.C decided it was a good idea to go and stage a march onto the White House, demanding answers for the so called flu and it escalated out of control.
From there it was just a domino effect. News spread quickly via the internet. Though I thank the fiberoptic cables for their swift currents, it was also a tool to spread false information and down right lies and the truth was lost because people, when they're scared, will believe anything and now many of us were fighting for our lives at the Edmonds dock in Washington.
I was prior service, did a tour in Iraq, did my time and got out, but when the shit hit the fan I reported to the nearest National Guard and they gladly took me in, gave me a rifle and put me to guard the perimeter of the dock as they loaded fleeing civilians onboard. The group I was with was a hodge pog force of enlisted and officers from all branches, all trying to stay alive. We were using the ferry to evacuate people to the islands in the Sound so it would be easily defensible as a Regular Army contingent tried to form a perimeter on the peninsula. It was three days into the fight and we were out of time.
In those three days, Rebels, people that were fed up with the government to the extreme that they actually rose up in overwhelming numbers and began taking over the small towns around Seattle then moved on the city itself. The National Guard was called in but even they were overwhelmed.
Until it was fixed we were going to one of the many islands in The Sound, but which one was yet to be determined. It was cold out and many were huddled inside the upper deck for warmth and the military pulling security all except me and this Lt. Collins. I was still dressed in my civvies, a thick overcoat with a black baseball cap with "OIF Veteran" emblazoned on it, blue jeans and hiking boots and all my worldly goods in one rucksack that I saved from my service. I had left everything behind me, my apartment, school, but I had no real friends and no family so it wasn't a heavy loss to see the dock slowly fade away as the rebels swarmed over it, their torches held high, chanting at us. They didn't fire but I knew they had firearms and they were good with them, but our force held them off, took many of them down. I know I counted five cut down by my own M-4 carbine. Amateurs. They just rushed us for a couple of days in human waves and were mowed down, but after that, they began to learn, but still relied on their numbers.
I was with a platoon led by 2nd Lt. Jenny Collins, a real pretty but stern looking woman. She was Washington National Guard, or Nasty Girls as we in the Regular Army called them, and was a high school teacher in her real job, but she was suppose to be S-4, supply officer for her unit and was now an infantry man, but she held herself well despite the pressure. It looked like a couple of times we would be overrun but she persisted and I helped as well. In one case, I took three privates and did a head long charge into a wave and shot the man I perceived to be their leader and from there the wave broke and began running and we kept after them, gunning their down for a hundred yards.
During the lulls Collins and I would talk. There were other women in the unit as well, but Collins and I were together a lot, I guess she looked to be for guidance because I had more combat experience. She was married for four years, no children, and she loved her husband dearly, but he wasn't here. She didn't know where he was, but wasn't going to go looking for him.
She made a deal that if we survived the Edmonds fight she would give me a blowjob. I yhought she just said it to calm her nerves, to give something to look forward to, but she took me to the latrine and kissed me and started blowing. She was married, I could see her ring but that didn't matter. Her opened up her ACU top to her soaked undershirt and lifted to reveal her hemmed in bombs. Her husband was a lucky man. She took me all the way in and out, rubbed the lubed up head over the tops of her mounds and flicked the tip of her tounge against my tip then beat my meat against the flat of her tongue flashing those bright gray eyes up at me.
When I climaxed she stroked and laughed as thick wads of warm spunk saturated her beautiful face with globs in her eyes and running down her chin. "God my husband never did this" she saidlapping it up. She stroked and sucked the last drop out and swallowed.
"Baby" she said "you saved my life. Any time you want this" cupping her mighty breasts "you xan have it."
"Really?" Raising an eyebrow. I never had that kind of an offer but she nodded as she cleaned up the last of the spunk from her face and corrected her uniform.
"Yes baby" she smiled.
I drew her close with my arms until we were face to face. She smiled as her face still smelled of sperm but she expected more. "How about next time...you keep that uniform on..."
"Okay.."
"I'll take you from behind, kiss your neck.."
"Mmmm yeah"
"A lot of kissing and fondling. ."
"I'd like that" her cheeks were glowing red.
"What else would you like?"
Collins thought for a moment then said "My ass." Then winked.
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