Detailing Eileen
Walter was down for the weekend. He had no duty until Monday morning and was free until then. Eileen assured him that Mum and Pappy were 'OK' with him. Considering the British reputation for understatement, the 'OK' meant that they approved of him and that he was welcome to be with their daughter. Mum would still like him to park his car around the corner, but was not going to make an issue of that. Walter had arrived on Friday evening in time to take Eileen and Ian out for dinner at the local McWhoever hamburger place.
Ian was munching through the kid's meal and playing with the little plastic truck that came with it. Eileen and Walter had regular meals and were both enjoying the thick chocolate shakes that the franchise was known for. As usual, Walter had brought something for Ian from the base. This time, it was a 'Web Belt' that, when he first got it, went around his little waist twice. Walter had cut the excess off leaving a little room for growth. Ian proudly wore the belt, ignoring the fact that his pants had an elastic gather instead of belt loops.
Prompted by Eileen, during their nightly phone calls, Walter had done a little shopping at the PX on Thursday and brought along all the items that she had mentioned. He also brought along something a little special for his 'Lady' and Eileen had been thrilled with the little figurine of a red headed girl petting a Collie dog. "Would you like to have a dog someday, Ian?
Ian thought for a couple of seconds before replying with a mouth half full of fries: "Yes, a really big one." His mother was not too enthused about the idea of a dog in her relatively small house and gave a quick, discouraging look toward Walter. Taking the hint, Walter changed the subject to: "So, what were you doing today with Pappy?" Ian shrugged his shoulders and said: "We just played in the yard and watched cartoons."
Eileen reminded Walter: "You know, his father will be here tomorrow morning to pick him up. Do you want to meet him?"
Walter said: "Sure. It's only fair that he gets to see me. After all, I'm spending almost as much time with his son as he does and it might be good to look that fool straight in the eyes."
Eileen: "Fool? You're not going to be hostile, are you?"
Walter: "Not my plan and not my style. But any man who would walk away from someone as beautiful as you and as wonderful as this little guy cannot be very smart. Fool is the kindest word that I can think of."
Before Eileen could respond, Ian spoke up: "Mommy and Grammy call him 'rat-something'."
Eileen shushed Ian and told him to finish his dinner. She looked at Walter and said: "I don't want any trouble, but I agree, he should know who you are and what you look like. He's usually picks Ian up between nine and ten in the morning."
Walter: "I hope to still be there."
Eileen: Of course, you'll still be there. Do me a favor?"
Walter: "Tonight?"
Eileen looked at Ian to see that he was once again concentrating on the little truck. She said: "Well, actually yes, tonight, but I'm talking about in the morning." Walter raised an eyebrow and Eileen continued: "Can you wear your uniform for when Robert shows up. I know that it will intimidate him and I want to see his reaction,"
Walter: "I only brought the utilities that I have on. I worked in these today, will they be OK? I can go back to the base and get a fresh uniform if you want."
Eileen: "No, what you have on will be fine. You won't be wearing it for very long after he leaves, anyway."
Walter: "That's good to hear. I'll hang it up on a couple of hangers if you have some spares."
Eileen told him that she had plenty of hangers and that everything would be fine. They finished up their dinner and Walter took them home. Walter carried in the additional PX purchases and Eileen led Ian by the hand.
Eileen puttered around in the kitchen and upstairs while Walter played 'trucks' with Ian on the living room floor. Ian had a surprisingly large collection of little truck and this gave Walter a good idea for some future gifts. Maybe even a display case so that Ian could show them off. Around eight, Eileen took Ian up for a bath and then had him come back down to say goodnight to Walter. For the first time, Ian hugged Walters's neck and gave him a little kiss. Walter was impressed with the little guy and was also impressed by his mother. She was stood at the top of the stairs, looking down on the pair of them, and appeared elated by the interaction between him and the little man. Ian soon ran up the stairs and a few minutes later Eileen came down and joined Walter on the couch.
Walter still had the PX bags and started to take out the requested items. He had a couple pairs of 'fuzzy' socks that her sister Meagan had told her about. They were warm and very comfortable and reminded her of the socks that she wore as a kid. He had a pair of 'seamstress' scissors that Eileen couldn't find anywhere else. Walter also produced a can of shave cream and a package of disposable razors. "These are for Pappy, right?" he asked.
Eileen took the razors and shave cream and standing said: "No they're for me."
Walter: "I could have gotten women's razors, you should have told me that they were for you."
Eileen: "No, it's these that I wanted. The women's razors are for shaving your legs. These are the ones that I wanted."
Walter: "For what?"
Eileen: "They're for shaving my pussy, want to help?"
Walter stood right up and looked at Eileen with his usual unbelieving face: "But, you're neatly trimmed, since when are you a shaven lady?"
Eileen: "Since tonight, but if you'd rather not help . . . "
Walter: "I never said that I wouldn't like to help, I was just taken by surprise, that's all."