Welcome to the middle of no-where!
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				Title: <strong>Welcome to the middle of no-where!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angzyn</strong> on <strong>21-09-2010, 03:51:43</strong>
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				How long could one bus ride be? It had been nearly ten hours now that she had been on the road. Arriving at the San Diego Airport only to get put on this bus and shipped to the middle of no where. Slowly watching as signal of her cell phone died as they went deeper into the mountains. The view was to beautiful for words, but as they neared the base all she could recall was the nearest town the passed was over an hour away. <br><br>The bus would stop as the front gate, letting the girl off with all her things. The cold mountain air sending chills down her spin. The breeze holding a feeling of a nearing winter even if it was still only summer. Funny how the high altitude seemed to change everything. Deep blue eyes looking down at her three sea bags and back pack. A light sigh leaving her lips as the girl looked once more at her cell phone. <br><br>“No Signal?” The voice seemed to come from behind her. Turning slowly to see two dark black staff sergeant insignias, almost making her heart stop. “Yea all the cell phones are like that and the internet is no better. I’m taking it you’re my new helicopter mechanic?” Those dark colored eyes seemed to look right threw the new mechanic. “Well we only have three of them. All of them recovery helicopters for when the students get lost or hurt up in these mountains. After all most of the military you see here are just here for the mountain and cold weather training. There are few personal that are stationed here. A few air wingers like us to keep the recovery helicopters up, two grunt units, and any other personal needed to keep this place running like MPs, Admin and the Armory personal….a few other MOSs here and there. Hate to brake it to you but I think your the only female military personal here.”<br><br>God this guy talked way to much, Anica could not get a world in edge wise. Once he stopped chatting the Staff NCO would walk over to her and grab two of her sea bags and start walking over to the duty van. Anica having to grab her other two bags in a hurry to catch up and get in before he left her. <br><br>Once the van was started and they started to drive the young marine opened her mouth to try and speak. Only to be cut off once again, “So the base is not that big. Don’t think you will get lost. Lower base is where most of the students stay while upper base has your PX (post exchange), Chow Hall, Medical, Gym, Enlisted Club and Personal Barracks. Lucky for you they are only two man rooms.”<br><br>“But I thought…..”<br><br>“Well seeing we don’t have female rooms here, guess we are going to have to bend the rules a little for you….”<br><br>Maybe she was going to get a room to herself. Watching as they parked in front of three large Barracks. The larger one she took at once as the officer and staff NCO Barracks and the two smaller ones as the enlisted Barracks. Not taking long to get out and grab her bags once again. Following the Staff Sergeant up four flights of stares. Moving down a breeze way stopping in the middle of two long lines of doors. Her dreams of having her own room slowly fading as she heard music playing from the other end of the door. <br><br>The Staff Sergeant handing the key to her before he started to walk away. Again she could not ask him questions. Leaving before she could ask any. Anica turning to look back at the door, then down at the key. “Great…” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the middle of no-where!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>27-09-2010, 05:09:11</strong>
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				Inside the room, the heavy Santana was even louder, mixed with the rhythmic sounds of deep male grunting.&nbsp; Against the wall next to his bed, Private Herves Rogerio was in a pair of sweaty skivvies and shirtless tee, lying on his back with his legs parallel to the wall, his legs flexing to push the weighted barbell up and down.&nbsp; "Ocho... nueve..." he grunted with each steady thrust up.&nbsp; He was on his third set of twelve.<br><br>Security men were supposed to be tough bastards, and as the exemplary man in his squad, Herves was as tough as they came.&nbsp; His body rippled with muscle from his thrice a week conditioning, and he used it to brutal effect if needed, keeping in line the students who came here thinking they were the Marine hot dogs.&nbsp; His muscle work was supplemented with daily practice in self-defense, or more accurately, offense-is-the-best-self-defense, as he liked to tell the security squads during their constant workouts.&nbsp; He cut an imposing figure, despite being only about five-seven.<br><br>He thought he heard a key turning in his door, but he continued to the end of the set before settling the weights on the safety clasps.&nbsp; Only then did he tilt his head toward the door, his vision almost upside down from the angle.&nbsp; When he saw the private enter, he figured he'd got his new roomie finally.&nbsp; He rolled over and pushed up, now seeing the newcomer more clearly, and the way her curves filled the uniform in unexpected ways.&nbsp; A leering grin spread across his face.<br><br>"Hey, chica, you lose your way?&nbsp; Or you come to my room looking for a good time, eh?"&nbsp; When was the last time they had a babe up here, he asked himself.&nbsp; Seems like there'd been a couple of students a few rotations ago, but they'd washed out within a couple of days and were gone before they could be any fun.&nbsp; But they didn't put the students up here in base housing, so either she was lost (unlikely on such a small base), or someone up the chain was having fun at her expense.&nbsp; But if there was to fun in this, Herves was more than ready to have some.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the middle of no-where!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angzyn</strong> on <strong>28-09-2010, 03:19:16</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v294/Sol-Koro/junk-1.png)</div><br>Anica placed the key into the lock, turning it slowly not really ready to meet the male she would be rooming with. They didn’t have female room here her ass. They could have put her in a room all to herself. Another deep breath and she pushed the door open. The music that had been mostly trapped in the room escaping. Treating to blow her ears out for the moment it took her to adjust. She would not go in at first. Instead she would throw her first two sea bags into the room. Waiting a minute before picking up her last sea bag and back pack, making her way slowly into the room. <br><br>It was rather small but big enough for two people. The wall to her right had wall lockers and two Armories like up along it. Right across the room, even with the outside door was two sinks. The five drawer dresser she did she across the room had a large 52’ flat screen TV on it and the foot of a bed was pressed up against the end of the dresser. Looking around the room she saw two night stands, the other bed pressed up against the window along with another five drawer dresser. The window let in the light from the setting sun and by the way the curtains moved the window must have been open. Then there was everything her new room mate already had….then there was her room mate herself. <br><br>Even if she didn’t really look at him until he spoke. Not really taking any notice of the man lifting weights at first. However, his comments had her eyes narrowing rather quick.<br><br>“No I’m not lost, nor am I looking for a good time. Looks like there is a lack in female rooms here so I guess we will be roommates until someone says other wise. Personally I’m not one to question personal of a higher pay rank so I had no choice to agree. The name is PFC Anica East and your are?” Her voice was kind of cold, but not like some of the preppy bitch just out of high school. No she seemed like she could hold her own if she needed to. <br><br>She stood at about five foot five inches, her hair was long thus she kept it pulled back in a bun while in uniform. Bright blue eyes seemed to hold a spark in them, unlike any whore he might have had before. Her body, hidden by her uniform for now, was lean and fit, healthy and strong. Housing curves that most men desired. A small full set of breast and a matching firm ass. <br><br>“So what’s yours and what can be mine?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the middle of no-where!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>05-10-2010, 18:54:23</strong>
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				He was standing now, giving her his full attention.&nbsp; His hard muscled, sweaty arms, legs, shoulders fully exposed and his muscle shirt and skivies not hiding much else.&nbsp; "Well, PFC Anica East," he repeated with a hint of mockery and a light hispanic accent, "I'm your roommate, and..."&nbsp; He gestured around the room with a sweep of his hand.&nbsp; "What's mine is... anything that appeals to me."&nbsp; His grin made it plain what was appealing to him right now.&nbsp; "You can take the bunk by the window, with all the noise from outside that comes with it.&nbsp; You'd think here in the middle of nowhere it'd be peace and quiet, but the damn animals, insects, and birds put up a racket like you wouldn't believe.&nbsp; Herves," he added almost offhandedly, pronouncing it "Er-vay" with the first syllable accented.&nbsp; "PFC Herves Rogerio.&nbsp; Security."&nbsp; He pointed to lockers and drawers on the same side of the room as her bed.&nbsp; "Those go with the bed to stow your stuff."<br><br>"There ain't no women's barracks, and not much of anything else, for that matter," he added, leaning on his hand against a wall as she started to unpack.&nbsp; "They built the minimum, to make sure the students have to rough it while they're in training, and didn't put much effort to do much more for us lifers.&nbsp; Just enough barracks for the complement, and that means you room where it's available, whatever the circumstances.&nbsp; My old roomie got shipped out last week after having a face to foot with a copperhead, so I guess you win the boobie prize."&nbsp; He grinned lewdly staring at the nice curves of her uniform.&nbsp; "So to speak," he added with a leer.<br><br>"Get used to boredom, East.&nbsp; We're a million kliks from anywhere, completely on our own.&nbsp; No tv, radio, and our data line is reserved for official net use only."&nbsp; He glanced at the tv screen.&nbsp; "A couple of the techies from Communications rigged up a sat dish for military channels, and managed to hack into a few other channels for entertainment, but that's it."&nbsp; He didn't mention that the hacks were into porno channels, but he figured she'd find that out soon enough.<br><br>"So where are you assigned?" he asked.&nbsp; He hoped she wasn't office staff, stuck in with the officers all day.&nbsp; He already liked the idea of her around the base during the day, where he, or more of his buddies, could get their hands on her.&nbsp; "You need to take your papers to the CO and report in.&nbsp; He's running a training exercise with the students until supper.&nbsp; If you took that shithole bus up here, you'll need to clean up before then."&nbsp; He nodded toward the shower.&nbsp; "At least we get hot water.&nbsp; The students have to splash cold or go stinky for days.&nbsp; Part of their training."<br><br>He wasn't on until the twenty hundred hours for a night shift.&nbsp; Once she was in the shower, he figured he'd have some real fun.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the middle of no-where!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angzyn</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 03:25:15</strong>
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				All bags where now out of her hands, seated neatly on the floor. Her arms crossed over her chest as he looked him over, but no where near the same way he returned her look. His comment only confirmed the look in his eyes only to be meet with Anica’s. The look on her face was clear, as if telling him it would be a cold day in hell before what ever was on his mind would happen. Her glair letting up only when he spoke about the rack next to the window, looking over at it and the things that went with it. Looking back with almost a start when he said is name out of no where, “It dose not bother me. Guess you can say I’m use to it. As long as I have a place to sleep and put my gear I guess.”<br><br>“So my Staff already told me,” she could not help but comment as she turned to grab her bags and start unpacking. Listening to what ever else her new roommate had to say. She had seen how small the base was when she was being brought up to the barracks. A chow hall, post exchange, gym….that was all she really saw before she got to this building. Truth be told she was hoping to take a walk around base before it got to late so she could see what else they had here. But her roommates words kind of made it seem she had seen all there was to be seen. Hands grabbing a hand full of underwear and bras and throwing them into one drawer. Feeling the next one up with some uniform items like undershirts and boot socks. Moving to her wall locker next to put away the remainder of her uniforms as well as a number of street clothes; jeans, shirts, a few dresses and skirts. Shoes just got thrown under her bed for now….she would fix them later. Unpacking her more personal items next; a few note books, pens, three large black DVD cases that could only be assumed to be full of movies, a I-pod and finally a rather nice looking laptop. Locking everything up safely with a set of locks she pulled out last.&nbsp; <br><br>Yet, she took in everything he said. The stuff about is pass roommate, the boredom of being on this base, how they where no shit in the middle of no where, how there was no tv, radio, internet….then shit about how they hack into getting “some” channels. Thank god for DVDs. Then the question about where she was being assigned. Not answering it right away. No instead she went to finally sit down on what was now her bed. Bending over to untie her boots and take them off. Removing her blouse next so that she was only in her green under-shirt and utility trousers. “Airwing…” the word was simple and seemed a little less cold and cocky like everything else had been. Seemed unpacking let her cool off some. <br><br>“I’m going to be working on the rescue helicopters that are stationed her. My staff sergeant say they don’t really work much. Only a few times a week.” Looking up at him finally before she would finish, “My papers say I don’t have to check in for a few days….came in early to get settled in before checking in.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the middle of no-where!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 05:19:59</strong>
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				Herves grinned, his only expression it seemed, and sat cross legged on his bunk, leaning back against the wall with his hands behind his head, watching her toss around her stuff.&nbsp; "Nice laptop," he grinned as she got that part.&nbsp; "Hope you're writing the great American novel or playing solitaire, 'cause, like I said: no internet, baby.&nbsp; No wire, no wi-fi, no cell phones.&nbsp; No email, no MMORP, no porn.&nbsp; It's the electronic dessert up here.&nbsp; If you got family to contact, learn how to write letters, 'cause that's all we got."<br><br>He seemed to delight in telling her the bitter facts of life here, but then he'd had the same news given him by his first roomie.&nbsp; He sat up straighter as she started to take off her boots and blouse, settling onto her bunk.&nbsp; Oddly, he hopped down to the floor and sat with his legs crossed and his back to her, his hands flat on the ground.<br><br>"Airwing mechanic, huh?" he said away from her.&nbsp; His bare arms flexed and strained, and she saw him lifting his legs and torso off the ground about four inches, holding himself there by arm strength.&nbsp; "Your sarge is right.&nbsp; The mechs are a bunch of jackoffs who sit around and play cards all day."&nbsp; His voice was strained as he began to slowly roll his body backwards, bringing his folded legs toward her.&nbsp; He brought his body fully around, his feet up and his head down, balancing himself on his hands as he uncoiled his legs and straightened out.&nbsp; "They don't have to worry about inspections from the brass.&nbsp; The Major don't give a rat's ass as long as nothin' falls out of the sky."&nbsp; It was an impressive gymnastics move, and now his body had straightened into a vertical line, upside down.&nbsp; His elbows started to bend, doing a vertical push up to the point where his nose almost touched ground.&nbsp; "My... advice..." he grunted, then pushed up quickly with his arms, twisting his body and coming down on his feet, his arms forward and his knees bent to absorb the shock and keep balance.&nbsp; In a smooth motion, he straightened his legs and brought his arms down, grinning at her.&nbsp; "Get yourself a hobby," he panted slightly.<br><br>"I do this better in the gym, but it's better than sittin' around and getting fat like an officer.&nbsp; When my stint here is up, I want to be ready for action.&nbsp; Know what I mean, babe?"&nbsp; He leaned forward, toward her, doing a quick handstand then flipping on over, but landing on his knees on her bunk, straddling her legs and leaning forward to push her back down on the mattress, with him above her.&nbsp; His hands grasped her wrists and pushed them beside her head.&nbsp; He leaned over her, a glisten to his face from his gymnastics moves and the weights earlier.&nbsp; "You gonna be ready for action, babe?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the middle of no-where!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Angzyn</strong> on <strong>23-10-2010, 06:47:14</strong>
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				Like he didn’t get that across already, she knew this place was a electronic dessert already. Looks like she would get more then enough time to catch up on TV box sets and movies she had not seen in years. Work it seemed would not help ease the pain of passing the day. Not from what her roommate was saying. As for her family….well she didn’t really want to hear about it. Her own reasons that this guy would never learn about if she had her way. <br><br>She tried not to watch him and his stunt but she could not help. Her eyes where locked on him as he twisted and turned. A part of her wondering how the hell he was doing what he was doing all of it. Most likely all the free time he was talking about. Letting her mind drift some, not that the long ass trip helped any. If she wanted to fall asleep right now it would not take much. His words just seeming to go in one ear and out the other now. Daring to even let her eyes close for a moment….and that’s when it happened. <br><br>She felt him straddle her legs, those lovely orbs shooting open just in time for him to push her onto mattress. Fighting for a moment as he grabbed her wrists and pinned them down. Not that it stopped her from struggling. No even bothering to answer his question as she tried to roll him off. Arching her back as best she could, but found that it was not working out as she wanted it to. <br><br>“Get the fuck off me!” Her words more like a command then a scream for help. No she was not cry out, begging for help…well not yet at less. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to the middle of no-where!</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LandofromTexas</strong> on <strong>07-05-2011, 21:24:01</strong>
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				Hervay just grinned down at her, his body strength pressing her down and absorbing the shock of all her squiming to try and escape.&nbsp; "Hey, chica, exactly what I had in mind," he taunted her.&nbsp; "'the fuck', and 'getting off', just like you said, only out of order."&nbsp; He pulled her wrists above her head, still pressed down hard on the mattress, only now he was able to force them together and hold them there with one hand.&nbsp; His other went to her chin, cupping her lower face between his thumb and fingers, making her look up at him and holding her still while he leered down at her from only a few inches away.<br><br>"You and me, airwing, are gonna be very close roomies, share and share alike," he grinned lustily.&nbsp; "So let's see what you have to offer."&nbsp; His hand moved roughly down to her chest, gripping one of her breasts through her undershirt and bra.&nbsp; He squeezed and manipulated the boob, finding a nice handful.&nbsp; His thumb and finger concentrated on finding her nipple and trying to pinch it a bit, although hindered a bit by the combined materials.&nbsp; "Fuckin' undershit!" he chuckled under his breath, then his hand went to her stomach and grasped at the undershirt, pulling the tail from her trousers and starting to bunch it up toward her shoulders.<br>
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