(http://cdn.madamenoire.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/black-man-crying.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong>James Hayes<br/><strong>Age:</strong>27<br/><strong>Preferences:</strong>As above!<br/><strong>Appearance:</strong>Having been a former Marine, James is muscle bound and very athletic. Lately he's been sporting a mustache and goatee.<br/><br/><strong>Background:</strong>James Hayes was a decent student in school, but when the time came to decide on a college, James felt the need to sign up for military duty to help out in Afghanistan. Little did he know that soon after enlisting in the Marines, he would be shipped to Iraq in the first wave of combat there. He had signed up out of a sense of national pride, but he soon found that war wasn't for him. After killing his first man in combat, he requested retraining as a medic so that he could save lives instead of taking them. His request was denied, but he soon found that killing would almost be preferred to the horrible wounds he would have to treat on soldiers and civilians alike. Every day for four years he told himself he would get out as soon as he could, but when it came time to leave he chose to reenlist, he felt guilty about going back to the States when he was still needed. He reenlisted every eight months until troops finally started to be pulled from Iraq.<br/><br/>He's been back in the States now for just over a year, and life has been hard. There had been a time when James was enlisted where he had treated children who had been the victims of a firefight. He hadn't known what to do and when they had been treated he asked to see a military psychologist. Afraid that James would get the squad in trouble, his commanding officer had told James that if he went to see the shrink, every man in the unit would rape him to death. Needless to say, James never saw the psychologist. He's sure that he has PTSD, but not being able to seek help taught him self reliance, and it's doubtful he'll ever get it treated. Instead, he has elected to live a quiet life as a nighttime security guard for an industrial park. It's perfect for him; he can sleep during the way when people are out and about, and he is only awake during the night when there is no one to be seen.<br/><br/>Despite not knowing how to deal with people, James is a man who tries to do the right thing. He has no recreational hobbies, as he feels guilty about the idea of doing something only for himself. He volunteers at the Children's Hospital, where he can help children like he did in Iraq, and where they can help him with their positive attitudes on life. The only other activity James partakes in is training at a run-down brick gym by his house. When left to his own devices, the strain of working out is the only thing that keeps him going and keeps his mind off of what he's seen.