It's Saturday afternoon inside the Army base gym. Hana (22 yrs.) is an Asian Army nurse (32-24-32). She wears a black t-shirt with the Army logo on the front. Plus, her black trunks. Both hands grip two 5 (lbs.) weights while facing a wall mirror. She breathes while pumping her bi-cep muscles.
Coby (39 yrs.) is an Army Lieutenant Colonel who walks into the gym. He wears thick sweat top and bottoms with the Army logo on them. Hana notices him in the mirror and instantly becomes excited. She continues to pump the weights but watches Coby climb onto a treadmill. He also faces the wall mirror and begins to jog. Her eyes cannot stop watching him.
Coby stands at 5'10" and is physically fit for his age. He still has broad shoulders with a slim waist. His brown hair cut is still Army regulation. Shaved on the bottom and a crew cut on top. There is gray peppered through his brown hair.
Hana's body sweat rolls down her neck as she bends over to drop the hand weights. She leans back up and breathes hard. Her eyes look at Coby as he runs on that treadmill. He is a masculine older male which turns her on. She cannot take her eyes off of him.
A female friend walks by Hana.
She turns and asks, "Excuse me Sharon. Can I ask you a question?"
Sharon steps over, "Hey Hana, what would you like to know?"
Hana waves her over so they can both look into that wall mirror. She keeps staring at Coby.
"Who is that guy on the treadmill behind us? On my right," she asks.
Sharon looks into the mirror. "That's Lieutenant Colonel Coby. On his favorite treadmill."
Hana replies, "I thought officers had their own gym or something."
"Oh no. Officers use the same gym as everyone else. You can salute them if you want. Some officers don't like to be bothered," Sharon says.
"I was just transferred to the Army clinic. It's inside the base. My first job duty," Hana says.
Sharon responds, "That's right. As a nurse."
They both continue to look at Coby in that mirror.
Hana asks, "Is he married?"
"Yes. He has three kids too," Sharon answers.
"Too damn bad. He's hot for his age," Hana says.
Sharon retorts, "You aren't the only one looking his way."
"What? The gay soldiers too?" Hana asks.
"Yes, but they don't have a chance because Coby is hardcore heterosexual," Sharon answers.
"Come on, how do you know that?"
"His beautiful wife and he knows other women look his way. He's got a big ego."
"Bigger than what's down there - I wonder."
Sharon's mouth drops open in shock, "Hana. Do you want him that bad?"
"Well, if he ever gets injured. I'll be the first nurse to take of him at the clinic."
They both laugh.
The following Tuesday at 4:25 p.m. Five minutes before closing time. Lieutenant Colonel Coby walks into the Army clinic wearing his green fatigues. He has a slight limp from his left leg. Hana is sitting at the front desk in her fatigues as well. Her black hair is tied into a ponytail. She is excited to see Coby enter the front door.
As he steps up to the desk. Hana stands and salutes him. He salutes back.
He glances at her name tag, "Yes, nurse Hana. Is doctor Michaels in?"
"I'm sorry Lieutenant Coby. Doctor Micheals won't be back until tomorrow," she replies.
"Is there any other doctor in who can look at my leg?"
"No sir. They all have patients right now. Is it bad sir?"
"No. It's just a gash on my upper left thigh."
"I can take care of it if you like. Let me get your medical file."
"Sure. As long as someone looks at it. I'm in a little pain."
"Okay sir. Please go into room six at the end of the hall. To my left sir," she points in that direction.
He nods his head and walks up the hallway.
A few minutes later inside exam room six. Hana steps in holding Coby's file. He stands up from the chair next to the desk. She walks over and places the file on the desk top. Her fingers open it and then looks up at him.
She asks, "Can you tell me what happened to your leg?"
He answers, "Well, I was chopping wood at home and a split chunk hit my inner thigh. It sliced through my work pants."
"You said that the gash is on your upper thigh?" she asks.
"Yes, my left thigh. I'm not wearing any underwear," he replies.
Hana turns and walks over to a cabinet. "I'll get you a towel to cover up with while I look at the gash."
He unbuckles his belt and unbuttons his pants. He pulls down the front zipper and pushes down the pants to the ankles. She hands him the towel and reaches for a chair behind her. She drags it over and then slips on plastic gloves.
"Go ahead and lift your left foot onto the chair," she says.
His left hand pulls the pant leg off of his foot. The right hand places the towel over his crotch. Then, he places his left foot on the chair. His muscular leg and thigh are revealed. Her eyes search for the gash. The wood sliced the skin four inches long and one inch wide.
She leans down to get a better look. "It sliced you pretty good sir."
He replies, "Yeah, after it stopped bleeding. I cleaned it good. It cut deep though."
"Yes sir, I see that. How long with the pain?" she asks.
"About 24 hours."
As she looks at the gash. Hana can feel his masculine presence. Her eyes dart from his hand covering that crotch and then on down to his thigh muscle.
Her right fingers gently touch the outside of the red gash.
She says, "Well sir, I can give you antibiotics but that isn't really necessary. You can take aspirin for the pain. I'll give you a cold bandage to close up the wound and wrap it good. You can do it yourself every three hours."
"Okay, nurse Hana," he says.
She looks up at him, "Lieutenant. It's not infected at all. Can you come in on Friday so doctor Michaels can look at it? Or I can if you want."
He says, "Sure."
"Sit on the edge of that chair and open your legs. We'll wrap your leg," she says and walks over to the cabinet.
Two days later on Friday at 5:00 p.m. The clinic closed at 4:30 p.m. Lieutenant Colonel Coby walks up to the front doors. He wears his Army fatigues with the Colonel insignia on his cap and front shirt. Nurse Hana salutes him first and pushes open the front door. He salutes back then steps inside. She locks the door behind him.
"Sir. You got the message from doctor Michaels?" she asks.
"Yes, nurse Hana. I got it. He said you can look at me again. What exam room?" he asks in return.
