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Inside the changing and shower facility, Dee came face to face with Captain Skip sitting bear breasted in front of a mirror, a towel covering her from the waist down.

She was combing her thick jet-black hair that was cut to ear length.  Dee was drawn between looking at the woman’s breasts full and inviting, and gazing into dark mesmerizing eyes.  After a quick glance at both, Dee stood there motionless.  To look away would show her as a prude, she simply did nothing.

The Captain broke the ice.  Smiling she said,  “Please don’t salute me, Lieutenant.  If I have to return it, and this towel falls, I don’t think I have the energy to retrieve it. “

“Ah,” smiled Dee. “The Air Force finally exposed.”

“Not bad, Army,” the Captain chuckled.

Dee tried to avert her eyes from the arresting pair of dazzling eyes. Not knowing to become involved in a long conversation with a semi naked woman, Dee excused herself and headed for the showers. The soothing water cascaded down Dee’s body, refreshing her, cleansing her and while inside the stall, safe from the possible threat outside

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Dee calmly collected her thoughts.   So, she looks like an extremely sexy butch. And she looked directly into my eyes. That’s not proof.  And if she was, she might have a girlfriend somewhere. But, I’m getting used to the teasing and I think I can hold my own.  Anyway, I’ll be upcountry tomorrow and will probably never see her again. 

“Hey, Army,” the voice was husky and sensuous. “I apologize about the nylons joke.  I shouldn’t have picked on an Army babe, but honestly, you Army types are just fodder for the Air Force.”

Dee cast all fears aside.  She emerged ready to do battle.

“From what I hear…..” began Dee, but the Captain broke in.

”I wondered what you’d look like with your hair released from that bun hair-do.”

Dee lost her train of thought.  The Captain was still sitting on a round stool, the towel covering her lap.  It was tied so that her left thigh was exposed.  Dee was now looking face on to Captain Skip who was quite uninhibited by her bare top section.  Dee could not stop herself from looking at breasts that were wonderful, breasts that were sitting firm and upright with large nipples.  She saw the Captain’s twinkling eyes, and a wide mouth that broke into a grin.

“What did you hear, Army?”

“Pardon?”

“You came out of the shower, fists swinging and declaring, “From what I hear….”

The Captain let the towel slip to the floor and proceeded to dress with her back to Dee.

Her buttocks were small and shapely and Dee got a glimpse of dark pubic hair as the Captain put on underwear.

Dee clutched the towel around her and tried not to sound like an idiot.  “From what I hear, flying at high altitudes decreases the I.Q of Air Force personnel, and it produces visions of grandeur!”

“Really, would that apply to me? Are you accusing an Air Force Captain of flaunting

visions of grandeur.  Are you saying I am stuck up?  Are you attempting to say that I have a low I.Q?”

Inside the changing and shower facility, Dee came face to face with Captain Skip

sitting bear breasted in front of a mirror, a towel covering her from the waist down.

She was combing her thick jet-black hair that was cut to ear length.  Dee was drawn between looking at the woman’s breasts full and inviting, and gazing into dark mesmerizing eyes.  After a quick glance at both, Dee stood there motionless.  To look away would show her as a prude; she simply did nothing.

The Captain broke the ice.  Smiling she said,  “Please don’t salute me, Lieutenant.  If I have to return it, and this towel falls, I don’t think I have the energy to retrieve it. “

“Ah,” smiled Dee. “The Air Force finally exposed.”

“Not bad, Army,” the Captain chuckled.

Dee tried to avert her eyes from the arresting pair of dazzling eyes. Not knowing to become involved in a long conversation with a semi naked woman, Dee excused herself and headed for the showers. The soothing water cascaded down Dee’s body, refreshing her, cleansing her and while inside the stall, safe from the possible threat outside

Dee calmly collected her thoughts.   ‘So, she looks like an extremely sexy butch.

And she looked directly into my eyes. That’s not proof.  And if she was, she

might have a girlfriend somewhere. But, I’m getting used to the teasing and I think

I can hold my own.  Anyway, I’ll be upcountry tomorrow and will probably never see her again. 

“Hey, Army,” the voice was husky and sensuous. “I apologize about the nylons joke.  I shouldn’t have picked on an Army babe, but honestly, you Army types are just fodder for the Air Force.”

Dee cast all fears aside.  She emerged ready to do battle.

“From what I hear…..” began Dee, but the Captain broke in.

”I wondered what you’d look like with your hair released from that bun hair-do.”

Dee lost her train of thought.  The Captain was still sitting on a round stool, the towel

covering her lap.  It was tied so that her left thigh was exposed. Dee was now looking face on to Captain Skip who was quite uninhibited by her bare top section.  Dee could not stop herself from looking at breasts that were wonderful, breasts that were sitting firm and upright with large nipples. She saw the Captain’s twinkling eyes, and a wide mouth that broke into a grin.

What did you hear, Army?”

“Pardon?”

“You came out of the shower, fists swinging and declaring, “From what I hear….”

The Captain let the towel slip to the floor and proceeded to dress with her back to Dee.

Her buttocks were small and shapely and Dee got a glimpse of dark pubic hair as the Captain put on underwear.

Dee clutched the towel around her and tried not to sound like an idiot.

“From what I hear, flying at high altitudes decreases the I.Q of Air Force personnel, and it produces visions of grandeur!”

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“Really, would that apply to me? Are you accusing an Air Force Captain of flaunting visions of grandeur.  Are you saying I am stuck up?  Are you attempting to say that I have a low I.Q?”

 

Dee thought carefully. This woman could be wacky.  What if she puts me on a report?

 

“It’s just an opinion I’ve heard, Captain.”

“And your opinion, Lieutenant?”

“Haven’t formed one, Captain?”

“You’ve trained in the Army, came out a nurse, and you haven’t formed an opinion?”

“Captain, I’m at a disadvantage.  You have rank.”

“My opinion, Lieutenant, is that you need a good stiff drink in the Officers’ Mess tonight.

Maybe, that will loosen you up and help you form an opinion!”

The door was closed and the Captain was gone.   Dee threw her hairbrush at the door.

She fought the Captain and herself inside her mind.

I hate self opinionated, stuck up women.  Why couldn’t she be nice and friendly?

No, that wouldn’t work.   I don’t do friendly with someone like her.  Avoid her.

I’ll just throw myself into my work.”

The door opened again and the Captain re-entered.  Dee grabbed a towel to cover her body.

“My Uncle has problems with his crops this year.  You said you were a farm girl.

Where will you be stationed?”

“They’ll tell me at Long Binh, tomorrow. Where are you permanently stationed, Captain?”

Dee could use this information to avoid this woman.

“I’m stationed here, but I often work out of Danang and Cam Ramh Bay. It is more than

likely that I’ll drop into where you are and pick up your wounded.  We can exchange farm notes.”

The Captain sat on a ledge watching Dee dress from beneath a towel.

“How old are you, Lieutenant?”

“I’m almost twenty-four.”  Dee sighed as she fastened her bra.  That done, she could stand there and button her shirt.

“Do I look thirty-two to you?

“No, Captain.”

Skip laughed.  “For heaven’s sake, call me Skip.

My Indian name translates as Screaming Eagle. It’s hard to pronounce. Anyway, I have the spirit of a Navajo eagle protecting me.  The eagle builds a nest up high and I was born to fly.”

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