Circles in the Sand (20 page)

“Yeah, we’re Air Force…building a bomb scoring site outside of West Layover.”

“Ohhh, in that case, the government is paying. So it doesn’t matter what it costs to you, does it? Price just went up to three hundred dollars.”

Too much for Lance. He got right up in the salesman’s face. “I didn’t hear that. I didn’t hear that you think it’s okay to fuck the government. I didn’t hear that, DID I?”

Lance had the man backed up to a post. Clint put a hand on Lance’s shoulder and eased him back a little. “Lance, I don’t think our friend wants to be labeled a war racketeer. I believe he’ll take our one hundred dollars cash, won’t you mister.”

“Oh yeah yeah, for cash.”

Clint handed him the hundred. “I need a receipt for that. We’re really doing you a favor. You get cash, while I have to put in a requisition for a refund. So how about loading it in my camper outside?”

The salesman started to demur, thinking they can load it themselves, until Lance whipped around to glare at him. Once it was stowed, Clint said, “Another day of adventure in today’s Air Force. You want to look at cars now?”

“I need a brewski, don’t you? All the dust on our buddy back there made me thirsty.”

“Any excuse will do. I wonder if we can get one here without running into the ranch gang?”

“Yeah…Well I could use running into Basil Tree right now. Work off some steam on him that I couldn’t on that salesman.”

When the troops didn’t find Clint in Q-1, they headed for the restaurant. Hardly inside the door, looking around, Kline saw Elsas and said, “Hey, Tony Elsas, where’s the Chief?”

Grinning, “Clint and Lance went to Glasgow on business.”

“Rats!” Kline slammed his hat down on a table. “He owes us some…” seeing Lorena watching him…”stuff we paid for.”

“You got a problem  I can see, but don’t sweat it, stop by my room to pick up your…ah gym things.” 

By mid-afternoon, Kline, Alcocke, and Jewel had showered,  shaved, put on clean clothes and headed for the Boar Pen.

Olivia Gomez opened the door to the airmen. “Welcome gentlemen. Come right in. You must be early risers.”

“Yeah, early risers, I caught that,” Kline said.

“Peter Jewel! Its nice to see you again,” Olivia greeted him. “Tawny had a lot to say about you last time.”

Kline thought,
I’ll be damned. The asshole wasn’t lying.

“I hope she was well satisfied.”

“Up to a point, but I do believes she has some reservations. We do require a condom, you know. And we always have some extra ones.”

“I’ll be damned,” Kline said. “After seeing those VD slides you went bare, dummy?”

“Us real
studs
don’t worry about that.”

The airmen were indeed early. No other men sat in the reception room, except a swarthy guy with a hat on, who sat near a door at the far corner of the room. Marie-Elena stood behind the bar. “Would you men like a drink first? We’ve got Coors beer, whiskey and gin.” Seeing Jewel, “Peter, You can have a beer on the house.”

Kline’s face broke open.
That baby-face sonovabitch must have some kind of a tool.

Peter said, “Thank you ma’am, I’ll have it later. I’m hot to trot now.”

“Gosh. You are eager. How about you two, beer?”

“Free to us too?” Kline said.

Olivia broke right in. “First time here, men. First ones free.” She winked at Marie-Elena.

While Kline and Alcocke lined up at the bar for a draft, Jewel said to Olivia. “I don’t see any girls. Are we too early?”

“No indeed.” She walked behind the bar and pressed a button. Shortly, five girls in various states of dress or undress, lingerie being prominent, swished passed the bouncer and took positions around the room. The airmen broke out in large smiles. Olivia thought they looked like kids seeing chocolate cake.

Peter waved to Tawny, but she ‘humnphed,’ turned her nose up at him, and smiled invitingly to Kline and Alcocke.

While paying Olivia, Kline said, “Hey, hero. How come it looks like you struck out with Tawny?”

“Well…she just knows that she can’t have me again until I’ve tried the others.”

“Bull shit. I’ll just see if you’re still the far-haired boy after I’ve fucked her.”

“Be my guest.”

“Fuck you too, Jewel.” He waved to Tawny. She sashayed over to him, stopping for a second to punch a nerve in Jewel’s arm.

“Ouch.” He grinned and waved to Sheree. She took his arm and said, “You’ve got quite a reputation with us girls. Are you always such a romantic stud?”

“Pleasing a lady…is always my aim.”

The remaining three girls were named, June, Jane and Jill. Not wanting to be second in line for the two featured girls, Alcocke walked up to each one of them and took a closer look. He figured they were all older than the college girls, but still pretty. With her jet black hair, lightly tan skin, and high cheekbones, he thought Jill might be part Indian. He was taken with June’s breast size, and decided age wasn’t important. He paid Olivia. June knew what excited him, and walking back to her room with her arm around his waist, kept her breast pressed against his side.

Alone, Ervin Hooper had followed the other airmen at a distance. After they went inside, he waited up the road for about five minutes. Wanting to beat anyone else coming to the Boar Pen, he knocked on the door. Olivia invited him just in time for him to see Alcocke disappearing through a door. Since he wasn’t with the others who got a free beer, he wasn’t offered one. Jane and Jill were still in the room. Taken with her somewhat exotic appearance, embarrassed and anxious, he walked up to Jill and said, “I believe we can be friends, can’t we?”

“Yes, of course. Soon as you pay Olivia.” He did. “I think we can be great friends. Come with me now.” She took his hand and led him to the hallway door guarded by El Gordo. Before passing the guard, she glanced back at Jane who raised her eyebrows and shook her head in a signal that said Jill may have a virgin.
Could be. He looks so young. Seems nervous
. At the door to her room  she managed to turn into him enough to brush lightly against his front.
Doesn’t have a hard-on either
.   When Loren Priebe went to Tony Elsas’s room to collect his rubbers, he said, “Tony, I’m not that hot to hook up with a hooker. What we say we drive over to Fort P., and check out their community center. Might be some good looking WACs, or civilian women there. That place might be snatch heaven.”

“Okay, sounds good to me. I reckon we can take the carryall. Who knows what all we can carry in it. With Clint gone, I’ll get Roger’s okay at supper.”

Roger, who had a family back at Moses Hole AFB in Washington said, “I’ll go along with you and drive. That way if you get lucky you won’t have to worry about a ride.”

Back at the Boar Pen, Ross Alcocke, after burrowing his face into Junes breasts and licking her nipples, quickly ejaculated when he entered her. “Rats, that was too quick.”

“You haven’t had a girl in long time, I bet.”

“Yeah, I was just too excited. But I liked it. You’re a great fuck, June.”

She laughed. “Oh I know it.
That’s all I am, just a thing?
Remember me next time you’re ready. I’ll help you slow down some,” she lied. Quicker the better for her. He was the first of the airmen back to the reception room.

Kline  wanted Tawny to blow him. “Okay, but it costs extra. Sure you want to pay for something that’ll sap your strength for a good fuck?”

Considering his outgoing behavior and smart mouth, Kline was strangely fastidious with Tawny. He wasn’t about to kiss a whore. If she gave blow jobs, she could have worse things in her mouth than she had in her cunt. He settled for caressing her all over her body and manipulating her breasts. Once inside her he pumped very slow until, with her slyly meeting his thrusts to speed him up, he came sooner than he wanted to. He rolled off of her. Then he lay beside her with his arm around her so she couldn’t get up without being abrupt.

“Tawny, you looked pissed with Peter Jewel. He’s been boasting what a great fuck he gave you…without using a rubber. Is that why all of you think he’s so great?”

“No! That rascal might have got me pregnant. I’ll kill him if he did.”

“Well…what did he do that’s so great then? He have a horn on his dick?”

“Oh no. It’s his marvelous foreplay. If he hasn’t told you his method, I won’t give away his secret.” She pushed his arm away and got up. “If you can learn his way, you’ll thrill girls too.”

“Well, I think he was a damn fool not to use a rubber.”

“Me too…That bastard. If I miss a period, he better stay out of my sights.”

That bastard didn’t have any of Kline’s fastidiousness. He and Sherri both enjoyed him taking his time to neck with her, stroke her body with a soft tingling touch that aroused the nerves under her skin. He murmured how she was so exquisitely beautiful. How he couldn’t have enough of her. What a delight her breasts were when he sucked  her nipples. How thrilling to stroke his finger, then fingers deep inside of her. Poised on the edge of orgasm, Sherri came out of her trance as Peter licked his way down her belly to her slit. Reluctantly,  she twisted away from him. “Stop, stop. You’ve got to put a rubber on before you eat me. Much as I want it, I don’t want a baby. Rubber first. Then you can eat me all night.”

“No need to worry, I can’t give you a baby anyway.”

“I’ve heard that song before. No rubber, no eat, no fuck.”

He handed her a rubber. “You put it on then.”

A short time later, Marie-Elena passed down the hall past Sherri’s room. Back in the reception area, she said, “I hear Sherri getting the magic tongue too.”
Without getting fucked, wonder how I can swing that for  me?

Olivia said, “Yeah, what a surprise that child is. I wonder where he learned to do that?”

In Jill’s room, she said, “You are a virgin, aren’t you? Never fucked a girl before?”

Hooper’s stricken face answered her. “That’s no crime. Everyone has to have a first time. You just need to relax and take your time. Don’t push it.” She snuggled closer to him. “Now using your fingers, just touch my body all over. Just caress me in soft circles and pretend  I’m that girl back home that you never had. That’s good…now come up to my breasts, cup them, feel my nipples, that’s the idea. Would you like to suck on my nipples?”

“Would that be all right? There’s no milk is there?”

“No, silly. Only a mother can have milk. That’s it. Pull them out, but don’t bite.” With his attention elsewhere she’d casually brought a leg between his legs. She could feel the head of his penis touching her.
Not erect. Maybe a little swollen, but not stiff enough to enter me
. “Okay, from my breast, slide you fingers slowly down my stomach…What do you feel there?”

Ervin had his eyes closed. “Some hair.”

“A little farther down. Can you feel a slit there?”

Eyes still shut. Ragged voice, “Yes, ah…I can feel a slit.”

“Tell me Ervin, have you ever even seen a girls’ pussy before?” He nodded. “I didn’t think so. But it’s nothing to be scared of. Every girl has one. Now open you eyes and look where your finger is.” He did. “Now that’s just the tip top of it. Slide your finger down until you feel an opening. It’s moist. Just gently slip your finger in there…go ahead….it won’t bite.”

Ervin poked the tip of his finger in her vagina, then jerked it out and turned away from her. Gasping, “I can’t. I can’t put it inside of you.”

Also frustrated by his stupid attitude, Jill said, “Is it because you don’t like me. Would you rather have one of the other girls?”

Choking, “No…no. It’s not you fault. I do like you. I don’t know what’s the matter with me.”

“Ervin, there’s nothing the matter with you. A lot of young men can’t do it the first time. You’ll see.” Dismissing him. “Next time you won’t have any trouble.” She got up and put her costume on again. Before leaving, “Why don’t you get dressed. Go back to the reception area and have a beer.”

Hooper dragged himself out of her bed, and shook so, he could hardly stand. Eyes shut, he leaned against the wall. He didn’t hear the door open. When a friendly arm went around his shoulders, he nearly choked on his anguish.

“Not to worry, young man. Sometimes every man can not do. First time for you, no? Next time is better. You can get it up. See? You worry too much. See, it coming up now.” El Gordo lightly stroked Hooper’s crotch. “See. Coming up good. Not to worry. You can do it. I show you.” Still holding a stunned, almost limp Hooper, El Gordo unzipped the airman’s fly, pulled out his penis and stroked it to full erection…continued stroking until Hooper ejaculated up the wall. “See. Very good. Nice hard-on. Not worry so much.”

Horror stricken, Hooper shoved El Gordo away, zipped up his pants, dashed into the hall, down a corridor and out a back door.

El Gordo followed him at a leisurely pace. He paused at the corridor to see if anyone else was about. No one in sight.
I see wahtsa mattah wih’ him
. Outside he saw Ervin Hooper sitting on a small dock with his head in his arms.
He mus’ feel bad. He shou’ nan feel bad
. Hooper wasn’t aware of El Gordo until the latter sat beside him and put his arm around his shoulder again.

“Huh? Get away from me you God damned queer! Don’t touch me!”

El Gordo didn’t release him. “No, no, you mus’ not say El Gordo queer. I not queer. You not queer. Why you say that?”

“You must be queer! You jacked me off! You made me queer too!”

“No, no, no. We men. I not girl. You think you girl? No. Men can like men. Doan’ haf’ to be queer to like a man.”

Hooper stood up and brushed El Gordo away from him. “Oh yeah? Well I think you’re queer as a God damned bucket of piss! Get away from me!” He tried to kick the still sitting El Gordo.

“Hey, hey, calm down. Doan’ act crazy.” He stood up. He reached out to touch Hooper. “Et’s okay. Et’s okay you like a man.”

“NO, NO,  NO, it isn’t! I don’t want to be queer!” Hooper swung a fist at El Gordo. The latter stepped inside Hooper’s arm and wrapped his arm around  his chest again. Outraged, Hooper twisted and jammed his open palm under El Gordo’s chin and snapped his head back.