In The Beginning Chapters 5,6 & 7 - Sex Stories

In The Beginning Chapters 5,6 & 7

... at the assortment of uniforms in the hall. There's people with books and in fancy uniforms and people in coveralls with grime on their elbows. There's women in camouflage and men in kilts. There's airmen and seamen and foxhole huggers. Mike comes on in and joins the lineup. He notes the duty officer chatting with some in the lineup. The officer notices him as well and approaches. "Are you the Able Seaman looking after the new-bees?" Mike notices he is a Lieutenant by the two broad bars and a circle on his shoulder tab. "I am, sir. Able Seaman Claymore, sir." "Right, I have this list for you. Your Master seaman asked me to pass it on to you. I think its a list of your people and the ones in brackets have not arrived yet. Are you having any problems? He asked me to keep an eye on you." Mike quips, ""To catch me if I'm in trouble or to help me stay out of it, sir?" "Why to help you, of course..." he glances sharply at Mike, "You're joshing me, aren't you?" Mike just chuckles and he breaks out with a broad smile. "You got me." He shuffles his feet and says, "Anyway, do you have any problems?" "Not at this time, sir. I think everything is ship shape." He studies Mike for a few seconds, "That's not another joke, is it?" "No sir." The duty officer leaves him and moves on down the lineup to chat with others. Mike has an enjoyable lunch of chicken pot pie, fresh peas and instant potatoes followed up by Apple Brown Betty. He savors his coffee with a pleasantly full stomach. Going ...

... over the list he sees he might have up to fifteen more arrivals over the weekend. He can see he is going to need some help to direct them to his barracks. He flags a cook passing by and asks if they have a copier in their office. He needs a copy of his list for the gate house. He smiles and comes back in a moment with a second copy. Mike thanks him and gets up to leave. At the front gate they agree to send any new recruits on the list to him at Coho Barracks. He thanks them and heads home again. This time when he comes in he finds a commotion in the main entryway. On the stairs a new arrival is insisting he will go upstairs with his girl friend. The one Mike saw earlier upstairs is telling him no. She calls out, "Here he is now. You can argue with him." She retreats and Mike notices his placard is gone. "What's this crap about no men upstairs?" "That's right. The upstairs is designated as Female Living Quarters for the weekend and men are not allowed to trespass according to station Standing Orders. If you don't like it you can take it up with the MPs." "What the hell? Where do I sleep?" "What's your name and serial number? Come on into my room. I need to see your id as well." He walks away from the recruit and leaves him no choice but to follow. He digs out his driver's license as he comes in. Mike finds his name on his list. He directs him to take a bed of his choice on the ground floor. Jackie sidles into his room, "You sure have been busy this morning. I couldn't find you ...