It was my first day to the unit. I was so nervous. I didn't know anyone here. I was in a foreign country. I was so excited to be here, I was a donut dolly. It was my passion, my dream to be here to help all the soldiers. All the other donut dolly's were so nice. They showed me to my room, helped me understand how everything worked here. They told me sometimes it could be so brutal, the war was just getting bad and they needed all the help they could get. For the past few weeks everything had been peaceful and everybody was pretty much just relaxing and enjoying life as much as they could.
After getting all unpacked and organized the girls led me to the cafeteria. There were around 150 soldiers here at this unit. The girls warned me that because I was new, all the guys would be checking me out. The girls all had their men, and their guys kept them close. So every time a new girl came, she was like fresh meat in front of pit bulls. As soon as we walked in, I could feel all eyes on me, like they were violating me, unbuttoning my nurse uniform one button at a time. I stared straight ahead, the girls tried to block their views as much as possible.
We got our food and sat down at the table. I let out a sigh of relief, the worst was passed. The girls were all giggling at me, laughing at the look on my face. One girl, sitting next to me, told me I didn't have anything to worry about. I'd be fine. All the guys were really nice, except one. They all looked in unison to the back of the cafeteria. I slowly turned my head, it was like tunnel vision. Everyone else in the cafeteria just kind of blurred out except for him. They said his name was Mike. He was a Black Hawk Helicopter pilot. He was in an army green flight suit and had a flat top, and a goatee. They told me to not mess with him. He couldn't be trusted. He'd try and would succeed to seduce you the minute you let him talk to you. He is bad news and he was looking right at me. Not only was he looking at me but it was like he was sizing me up. I think he knew what they were saying to me because he smiled a very wicked smile. I bit my lip and looked away, cheeks flushed. I looked back at him, and the girls scolded me, they said "don't! If you give him just a little bit, he will take you whole".
How could I not be curious after all that! It made me mad that I wanted him just because those girls told me I should stay away from him. I made my mind up. I would stay away. Nothing he said to me would make me give in.
The next day I saw him everywhere I went. It seemed he just happened to be going the same places I was. I ignored him with every fiber of my being. It just kept gnawing at me, he was so sexy. None of the guys here had what he did. He just exuded some kind of sexual energy. I knew deep down I wanted him. Were these girls crazy not to give in? No, I had to stop thinking like that.