I am here for three reasons, first to share stories with others. Next to read stories from others and enjoy them. Last to improve my writing and expression skills. I know I am not perfect however, I have the heart and courage to attempt and I never hide who I am. If you wish to be one of those people who are "Anonymous" and always seem to have something negative to say you are wasting your time. If you see that I have made some gross error be human, be cool about it and send me a tip or suggestion. I have too much confidence and loves for myself to let what you may say influence me to stop writing.
*
This just happened to me two days ago and I did not know what to do. I was placed in a very uncomfortable situation. Let me explain, I am in a position of authority at my job, and I have access to the room keys of the barracks. I had followed along on the Friday inspections and upon entering the room of a Cpl I noticed a small box with adult pictures in them. Quickly the Sgt that was with me closed the lid on the box and stated that he would talk to the Cpl about securing her personal items.
This sent my mind racing, a woman who had porn in her room. Would it be pictures and films of her, or others strictly for entertainment? I had to know and after the inspection was over I snuck back to that room. I used the master key to open the door and I had to see what was in that box. The suspense was killing me, just thinking about what I would see had me hard and anticipating. I knew that I had to be quick and I could not get caught. I opened the box and found photos of her nude, showing her body in all its splendor. She was small but fit, I estimated that she was about 22years old, 5ft 2in and 120lbs. She had short brown hair and her strong body was accented by small perky breast. I stared at this picture and I was turned on, she posed like the Birth of Venus.
I heard voices outside, they sounded like they were approaching the room I had to hide. There was no place for me to go and the voices were getting closer, then the key entered the lock. I tip toed to the bathroom and got in the shower closing the green curtain behind me. It was her the woman in the picture that I was holding, accompanied by two male voices? I listened and then she spoke with fear in her voice, "Yes Master Sergeant." I knew who one of the male voices belonged to and I began to question why he would be in her room. He was much older than her 40 and divorced. He was tall 6ft 4 in and right at 200lbs. His eyes were a light brown and his salt and pepper hair was cut and styled in a neat flat top.
Then I heard a smack and what seemed to be a body stumbling into furniture. Then I heard a distinctive annoying laugh, I knew who it was but why would the Lieutenant be here. He was a graduate of Notre Dame, a La Cross player. He was 5 ft 8in and only 150lbs with a blond high and tight hair cut.
"You little bitch, you tried to set us up," the angry voice from the Lieutenant was chewing this woman out. "You need to remember who has looked out for your dumb ass all of this time," the Lieutenant reminded her.
"You have 30 days left and then you can disappear and forget about all of this." The calm voice of the Master Sergeant tried to calm her.
I could hear her crying as she responded, "YES Master Sergeant, I know." "I will keep my mouth shut, I PROMISE."
