Hi everyone, this is my third effort in writing a story I hope you enjoy.
As with all my stories this is mostly fiction with a little bit of my personal life thrown in, all characters are fictitious as are place names any similarity is purely coincidental. I have set this story in the UAS but being a Brit I have probably made a lot of mistakes, please forgive me as this is my world and I make the rules.
There is no sex only betrayal, revenge and violence in this story so be warned, having said that this is not a stroke tale.
To the nit pickers:
This is not an English exam paper it's just an old codger writing for fun I did put it through Microsoft's word editor so blame them.
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My name is Frank Bishop I am a middle child with two elder twin [not identical] brothers two years older than me Peter and Shaun, I also have a younger sister Grace. My parents Andrew and Sam own and run a logging company in Oregon just twenty miles outside Alberta, they also own a traditional log cabin building company.
From the age of thirteen us boys were expected to help out at either the logging site or at the log preparation site scraping bark off of the logs, this was hard work, but dad said it was character building to work with your hands, it also put muscle on your body and gave you a broad pair of shoulders.
By the time, my brothers were sixteen they were over six feet tall and nearly as broad as dad, both brothers loved football, and both won a scholarship to Washington Pen.
Peter studied law and Shaun studied computer science. I on the other hand barley reached five foot ten I was just as broad owing to working for the company. My sport was swimming and Kick boxing I represented state at both sports but failed to make the Olympics. My parents were well off but not rich even, so they sent me to Washington State pen to study engineering and computer science.
Whilst at college I met the love of my life Terisa aka Terry she was from a working-class family and was very conscious of her perceived social status and quite materialistic, we dated exclusively in our final year, and everybody thought we would marry after graduation, but I had other ideas. My grandad had been a ranger in Nam and my dad had been a ranger in the desert storm and I wanted to serve.
My mom tried to talk me out of it, but dad was so proud I thought he would burst.
Terry was tearful and didn't want me to go, as we said our goodbye's I told her not to try to be faithful as it would be a long five years and we should go our separate ways but should keep in touch.
I reported to Fort Benning for my nine-week basic training and a further fifteen weeks for specialists' course, on completion of this I did a further three weeks paratrooper course and a further eight weeks fitness training. I was then sent to my first Ranger battalion as a second lieutenant.
Six weeks later I was in Iraq. Three years into my service the Humvee I was in was hit by an IED. I remember a flash a deafening boom then the world started to spin as the vehicle rolled over several times. I crawled out of what was left of my door, my legs hurt like hell, I looked at the driver not much left he took the full blast, but the top gunner was still alive and moaning. I managed to pull him out and get us behind some cover as bullets were hitting the wreck and the road beside us.
I looked around the second vehicle in our convoy was under fire and fighting back the big 50 cal was spitting tracer at a building about a hundred yards away. All I had was my 9mm pistol and a knife our rifles were somewhere in the wrecked hummer. I hunkered down trying to make myself as smaller target as possible. I became aware that my right leg was hurting like hell one look, and I saw why there was a piece of shrapnel sticking out of my thigh but not too much blood, so I left it in there. About this time, I heard voices behind me I had learned a little of the local lingo and realised they wanted prisoners. As they approached me unobserved by the other vehicle occupants I unholstered my 9mm side arm. I waited until they were no more than twenty feet away and shot all three. Shortly afterwards I must have passed out.
The next time I opened my eyes I was in hospital; my left leg was in a cast and my right leg was heavily bandaged. I had broken my ankle and had a ten-inch cut in my right thigh. The doctor told me that my right thigh would be as good as new. But that my broken ankle would prevent me from any more parachute drops. Three months later I was given a medical discharge and awarded a purple heart and bronze star for pulling the gunner out whilst wounded myself.
I returned home to a hero's welcome. I now had to decide what to do with my life. I asked my parents about Terisa and if they knew what she had been doing since I left. And was informed they knew little. So, I tried phoning her cell, she picked up on the fourth ring, and seemed delighted to hear from me, we arranged to meet at the Old Barn bar and grill.
When I walked into the bar I saw Terisa sitting in a booth and as soon as she saw me she ran over and threw her arms around me. I ordered drinks and we sat and caught up on each other's lives. She seemed concerned about my wounds but was happy that I was getting over them. She said that she wasn't seeing anyone at the moment, and we just sort of picked up where we left off with the proviso that we would not talk about the lovers we had while we were apart and that this was a new beginning.
Six months later we were married. My grandparents had died some time ago and had left me a ranch house property and with two hundred acres. So, we moved to Texas. The house was a bit run down but had plenty of potential. We moved in and started the process of getting the house the way we wanted it. It turned out that Terry was a keen gardener and was soon out the back preparing the soil to receive an abundance of flowers and vegetables.
Terry had always wanted to be a nurse, and so we decided. She would go to night school to qualify, to help with this she got a job as an auxiliary at the local hospital. I bought her a three year old Toyota to give her some independence. Three years later she was working as a junior nurse at the local hospital.
At about this time my sister Grace had finished her law degree and asked us if she could move inn until she found her own place. We of course agreed. She stayed for a couple of months then found her own apartment and moved out. She was now working at a local law firm as a corporate lawyer.
I had in the meantime borrowed money from my parents to buy out a small engineering company specialising in pumps and injectors for the aeronautical industry. It seems the owner was selling up after find out he had cancer and wanted to see some of the world before he died.
When I asked my parents for a loan they insisted on a post nuptial agreement which we both signed.
All was well when we found out Terry was pregnant with twins. Nine months later Mike and Jerry were born to everybody's delight. Terry took three years off to look after the boys. At about this time the hospital opened a preschool nursery, so Terry went back to work.
During those three years I suppose she got bored and seduced the pool boy. I caught the action on our internal security cameras. The next time the pool boy came to clean out the pool I made sure I was at home and Terry was out. I called the boy into the house and sat him down. He looked very nervous and would not meet my eyes. The conversation went like this.
''Tom, I know that you had sex with my wife, but I also know that she instigated it, so I don't blame you. I can see that you are a bright boy why are you doing such a menial job?''
Tom now had tears in his eyes and couldn't sit still.
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''I'm so sorry Mr Bishop I didn't want to have sex with your wife but she was so insistent and I need the job to pay for my education I'm working my way through college I want to be an engineer.''
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''Ok tom I understand and I'm impressed with your work ethics however I want you to do something for me. Close your eyes and picture yourself getting married to the most beautiful woman in the world then having two wonderful children. Now picture yourself coming home and finding your wife fucking somebody else. Do you get the picture?''
Tom was now openly crying.
