Date: Sun, 31 Jul 2005 15:00:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: rimpigfl <rimpigfl@yahoo.com>
Subject: RECRUITED FOR THE CORPS 06

TO MY READERS: As I write this, the fighting continues in Iraq and
Afghanistan where our gallant forces, especially members of the United
States Marine Corps, are still being killed and wounded on a daily
basis. This story is dedicated to all members of the United State Military
who are living in harms way.

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RECRUITED FOR THE CORPS
Part 6
by RimPig   2005

We walked up the stairs to the apartment, Erik's arm causally thrown over
my shoulder and my arm around his waist. He seemed to not care who saw his
affection for me and I was thrilled at both his touch and his courage. It
was not something I thought I could ever do! But with him, it was easy. I
loved him so much, I wanted everyone to know it!

"What do you say to some coffee?" he asked as we went inside.

"Sure! I'll make a pot." I said, walking into the kitchen, followed closely
by Erik.

"Did you enjoy tonight?" he asked.

"It was the most wonderful night of my life!" I assured him.

He walked over and took my hand in his and looked at the ring on my finger
- the ring he'd given me. He raised my hands to his lips and kissed the
ring. Then he gave me a smile.

"I don't have any right to wear it, really. I'm not a Marine." I said,
softly.

"Yet!" he said. "Besides, you belong to a Marine. That's enough."

"Belong?" I asked, shocked at his use of the word.

"Belong. You're mine!" he said, his eyes glinting with seriousness. "Unless
you don't want to be?"

"Of course, I want to be! But, I thought you said that you didn't own me?"
I asked.

"I don't. Well...I do, but I don't." he said.

I looked at him confused by this.

"Which is it?" I asked.

"Well...look, I want us to be together. I want you like I've never wanted
anybody in my life. I want us to be together always but I don't 'own'
you. I can't tell you what to do. I can't tell you not to have sex with
anybody else. I can only love you and trust that you love me." he said,
putting his arms around me and pulling me close to him.

"Yes, you could." I said.

"And you'd listen to me. You'd do what I told you to do. Right?" he asked,
his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Yeah! Of course I would!" I insisted.

"For how long?" he asked, derisively.

"For as long as we continue to love each other." I said.

"But if I'm stationed thousands of miles away, how could I ask you not to
have sex until we could be together again, knowing it could be a couple of
years?" he asked.

This caused me to stop and stare at him.

"A couple of years?! I thought we'd serve together?!" I exclaimed.

"That can't be guaranteed. You never know what's going to happen in the
Corps." Erik said.

"You mean we could end up not serving together at all?" I asked quietly.

"Yeah. It's possible." he said, looking away.

I didn't know what to say. I mean, I had wanted to go into the Marines to
get a career and to be with Erik. But, without him, what was the use. It
hit me that what I wanted more than anything was to spend my life with him!
I suddenly realized that was the real reason I wanted to go into the Corps
- to be with him! If that wasn't possible, then what was I going into it
for? Just to go to college? I could do that with grants right here at City
College. I didn't need to go into the Marine Corps for that!

"Erik, I'm sorry. If I can't be with you, then I don't want to go into the
Marine Corps. I can get grants to go to college here." I said quietly.

Erik looked at me, his eyes going wide in surprise.

"Do you mean that?" he asked.

I looked away from him, almost in tears. I figured that I would lose him
now. I guessed that not being the Marine he wanted me to be was the end to
any chance we had at a relationship. He would stay in the Corps and I would
make a life for myself. A lonely, miserable life - just like it had been
before I met him. At the thought of this, the tears started pouring out of
my eyes.

"Yes. I mean it." I managed to get out.

Erik didn't say anything and I figured that was the end of everything
between us. I wasn't going to be a 'brother Marine' so that was that. Then
I felt his arms go around me and is breath close to my ear.

"I'm sorry, Tim. I've fucked up everything. You don't have to be a
Marine. That was my dream, not yours. I wanted you with me in the Corps
but, you're right - there's no guarantee of that. I never stopped to think
about it. But I didn't know that you were in love with me then! And I
didn't know I was in love with you. Fuck! I don't know what the fuck to do
now!" he said, resting his forehead against the back my head and sighing
deeply.

I turned in his arms and, as I did so, he pulled his head back and looked
into my eyes. I was shocked to see tears pouring down his cheeks, just like
I had.

"I love you! That won't change, Erik! I'll be here whenever you get
leave. If you come back here, we can be together then." I was barely able
to get out through my tears.

Pulling me tightly against him, Erik began to exclaim.

"No! No! No! It can't be like that! I don't want you just when I'm on
leave! I want you all the time! I want you in my bed and by my side all the
time!" he said, his voice filled with tears and anger.

"But you said that the Corps could separate us." I mumbled against his
chest.

"Yeah. It can." he said.

We stood there then, silently for the longest time, just holding onto each
other, both of us with our insides being ripped to shreds by the misery we
were feeling. Finally, Erik let go of me and pulled out of my arms. He
walked a few paces away and stood there, his hands on his hips and his back
to me. I didn't know what was going through his mind so I just stood there,
watching him - wondering. He stayed that way a few minutes and then he
turned back to me.

"I can fix this. There's only one way I can do it, though. It's going to
take some doing but I can do it." he said, his voice firm with
determination.

"How?" I asked, wondering what he had figured out.

"I'm going to leave the Corps." he said firmly.

"NO!" I exclaimed. "You can't DO that!"

"Yes, I can and I'm going to." he said, looking at me with a steel glint of
determination in his eyes.

"Erik, I can't let you do that for me! We'll find another way! I can't ask
you to give up your dreams for me!" I begged.

"But I'm not." he said quietly, moving close and clasping me in his arms
again. "I had two dreams. One was to become a Marine. I've done that. The
other was to find someone to love and to spend my life with. I've done that
now and I'm not going to lose you. You mean way more to me than the
Corps. I can't make love to the Corps. I can't hold the Corps in my arms at
night.  More importantly, I can love the Corps but I can't ask it to love
me back. You do love me, don't you?"

"Oh, fuck, yeah! I love you! I love you more than anybody I've ever loved
in my whole life!" I swore to him.

I wrapped my arms around his waist and held on with all of my might. The
idea that he would give up the Marine Corps for me was way more than I
could have ever dreamed!

"Then prove it." he said quietly.

"How? How can I prove it to you? Whatever you want me to do, I'll do!" I
swore.

"I've got two months to go on my enlistment before I can get out. In that
time, I want you to do several things. I want you to get yourself set up
with grants or scholarships or whatever it takes to get into school. You're
way too smart not to be in college. Okay?" he asked.

"Yes. I can do that." I said quietly.

"Good, now the second thing I want you to do is to go with me Monday and
we'll open a joint bank account. I want you to have access to all of my
money and I want you to get a phone installed in the apartment so that I
can call you and talk to you. We're also going to get you a cell-phone so
that you and I are not out of touch, no matter where we are." Erik said.

"Erik, are you sure? I mean, I don't need your money." I said, embarrassed
by this.

I knew I was poor but I still didn't want Erik to see me as 'needy'.

"That's what you need to understand, Tim. It isn't 'my' money anymore. It's
'our' money. If we are truly going to belong to each other, than everything
that I have is yours and everything you have is mine." Erik insisted.

"Except I don't have anything..." I mumbled.

"Oh, I don't know...a complete set of Mary Renault hardbacks should be
worth something. Not to mention that gorgeous body of yours and that
cuter-than-hell-smile. It's all mine now, babe!"  he laughed.

"Okay! Okay! Could we stop with the 'cute' already!" I groused.

"But you are! At least to me." he said softly as he took me in his arms and
gently kissed me.

"Erik, are you sure about this?" I asked tremulously.

He froze.

"Yeah. I am. Aren't you?" he asked quietly.

"I'm just afraid. Afraid that you'll go back to Quantico and decide you've
made a terrible mistake or something." I said.

He didn't say anything, just took me and propelled me into the living room
and onto the couch.  He took my hands in his and sat there for a moment
just looking at me. I could see the hurt in his eyes and I felt like a
fucking piece of shit because I knew I put it there.

"Listen to me, Tim. I understand that you have a hard time trusting
people. I guess if I grew up the way you did, I'd have a hard time,
too. But I haven't made any mistakes here. I've had quite a while to think
about this. I know you're the guy I want to spend the rest of my life
with. I think, if you're honest with yourself, you know that, too. I'm not
going to change my mind. If you don't want this, though, just say the word
and I'll be gone. I won't force you into anything you don't want." he said.

"NO! Please, Erik! I DO want this! I want this with all of my heart! It's
just...well, it's just that I've never had anyone who truly loved me and
I'm so afraid that I'll fuck this up and lose you!" I said, tears blinding
me by that point.

Erik pulled me into his arms and I rested my head against his chest. He let
me cry softly against him while he gently stroked his fingers through my
hair.

"It's okay, Tim. I think I understand. But you aren't going to lose me. No
matter what, I'll be here for you. I promise." he said softly.

We sat there, Erik holding me for a long time. Finally, feeling myself
under control, I looked up into his eyes.

"Will you make love to me?" I asked quietly.

"I was just waiting for you to ask." he smiled.

Then, without another word, he looped his arm under my legs and picked me
up in his arms and carried me to the bedroom. It was the most amazing
feeling being carried in his arms like that! I thought it was what it must
feel like to be a little boy and have your Dad carry you to bed - a feeling
I never experienced.

Erik lay me on the bed and began to undress me, slowly taking my clothes
from me and gently kissing and licking at the parts of my anatomy as they
became exposed to him. When I was naked, he quickly undressed himself and
lay down beside me, drawing my body close to his. My hands went to his face
and I pulled his mouth to mine in a deeply passionate kiss.

"I love you. I love you so much! It frightens me sometimes how strong the
feelings are inside of me. I feel like I'll explode, I am so full of
feelings for you." I murmured. "I guess what I'm most afraid of is that I
don't feel like I deserve you. I don't feel like I'm not good enough for
you."

Erik smiled at me.

"That's funny. I feel the same way a lot of times - that I'm not good
enough for you. I'm not as smart as you are. I'm just a Jarhead who's been
trained to kill and follow orders. What the fuck else do I know?" he said.

"You know how to make me feel loved and secure. You know how to make me
feel like life isn't just a shit sandwich that you have to take a bite of
every day the way it's been for most of my life.  I'd say that's pretty
important." I murmured to him.

"Unfortunately, those things won't pay rent and utilities or buy
groceries." he said.

"Come on! You were trained for something in the Marines, not just combat,
weren't you?" I asked.

"Well, yeah. I was trained as a radio man and communications technician. I
don't know what the fuck that would translate to in civilian life." Erik
said.

"I don't know but couldn't you be like a police dispatcher or something?" I
asked. "I read about those in some of my mystery novels."

"You know, you could be right. I wonder what that pays?" he asked.

"I'll bet a lot more than I make at the bookstore! But I make enough to pay
the bills here.  Anything you could make would be extra." I said.

He was quiet for a few moments and then he smiled at me.

"You know, you could be right. This might work out all right after all." he
said.

"Maybe along with that bank account Monday we should see about you applying
for a job?" I asked.

"Yeah. That sounds like a really good idea." he grinned.

He leaned down and kissed me at that point and that was the end of talking
for a long time. From my mouth, he moved down until he had pushed my arms
up above my head and had his nose rooting through the sparse hairs under my
arms, breathing deeply of my scent there and licking at the very sensitive
skin. I groaned all through this as his tongue drove me crazy with the
electric jolts of feelings it caused to blast through my body.

He next attacked my nipples, making them stand hard and firm by gently
nibbling at them with his teeth. From there, he moved down my body until he
had my legs pushed up and back, my knees practically resting on my chest,
as he ate my ass, driving his tongue in and out of my hole. I lay there
moaning as I forced my hole to relax for the fucking I knew was coming.

Erik grabbed the lube and began to loosen my hole further with his
fingers. It didn't take long before he was lubing up his cock and then he
moved up over me until his cockhead was resting at the entrance to my
body. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he rested on his elbows as his
mouth sought mine and passionately kissed me. As he kissed me, he slowly
applied pressure with his cock against my hole until it slipped inside me
and began to burrow it's way deep into my body.

It was the most unusual fuck that Erik had ever given me. The pace was slow
and steady. He never speeded up, never pounded me. He just relentlessly
kept pressing forward until he was completely buried in the sheath of my
ass and then pulling out until only the head was still within my
hole. Occasionally he would pull all the way out and then press back inside
before my hole could close. The steady pace of his fucking was slowly
driving me into a sexual frenzy! His cock was sliding against my prostate
and I was getting closer and closer to cumming but couldn't, at first, seem
to get there. It was almost frustrating except that it felt so good!

Gradually, my passions built to where I had no choice, I began shooting my
load between our bodies - pulsing out cum for each stroke across my
prostate by his cock. But Erik didn't appear to be anywhere near
cumming. He just kept stroking in and out of my butt even after I came the
first time. I didn't know if I could take him continuing to fuck me after
I'd gotten off but his pace was so steady and so gentle that my ass just
relaxed and let his cock have it's way.

I don't know how long it was, but it seemed like in no time at all, I was
emptying my balls between us again, groaning into Erik's mouth as I came
the second time. Still, his pace never varied. I had no idea how long he
intended to fuck me but it seemed like he was ready to do so all night
long!

It took longer but, again, I was cumming for the third time when Erik began
to slowly increase his pace and power. He built steadily until he was
ramming me harder and faster than I could ever remember his doing so
before. He was grunting through his clenched teeth as he rode me. His body
was sweating and I could feel the droplets of his sweat from his forehead
and face dripping on to me as he drove into me like a piledriver, slamming
his cock harder and deeper with each thrust. It was like he wanted to reach
my heart with the head of his cock!

As he slammed into my ass, over and over again, I suddenly began to feel my
own impending fourth orgasm! I couldn't believe it! I'd never cum this many
times in such a short space of time but all of a sudden, I felt that tingle
in my balls that told me I was going to cum any second!

"Erik! I'm gonna cum! I'M GONNA CUM!" I screamed out as my cock unloaded
one last time between us, adding to the already sopping mess that I had
deposited there the other three times.

Erik, however, was oblivious to my screaming for I could feel his entire
body tense and then slam into me one last time. His cock was jerking inside
my ass - quaking like a firehose as he unloaded deep in my ass.

"FUCK!!!" he groaned.

It seemed like he came for hours! I don't think he'd ever shot that much
cum up my ass before!  When he finally stopped he collapsed on top of me,
dazed by the power of his orgasm and exhausted by the herculean effort he
had put forth. My arms were wrapped around his sweaty body as he lay there
on top of me, almost passed out from the intensity of his orgasm.

I was floating in my own world, exhausted by four orgasms and lost in the
scents that surrounded me - Erik's sweat, my sweat, the scent of our
fucking and the scent of my cum which was warm and wet between us.

It took quite a while for Erik to finally come around but, when he did, he
rose back up on his elbows and looked down at me. I could see deep
satisfaction and pride in his eyes. He knew that what he had done was an
incredible sexual feat. More, it was all geared towards giving me the
maximum pleasure - more pleasure than I'd ever had at one time in my life!

"Were you practicing for the sexual Olympics?" I asked.

"Could win a fucking gold medal with that performance, huh?" he grinned.

"You could, indeed!" I enthused. "What the fuck got into you?"

"Just staking my claim - marking my territory." he smiled.

"You were marking territory that you already owned." I said softly.

"I know it but, when I leave here, it's gonna be two months before I see
you again. I didn't want you forgetting who you belonged to." he murmured,
leaning down and licking the inside of my ear.

I groaned at this. My ears were one of the most sensitive areas on my body!

"I wouldn't forget. There's no way I could forget. If you took my heart and
cut it into a million pieces, your name would be engraved on every piece."
I said.

He looked at me with a startled look on his face at this. Then he smiled.

"You should be a writer." he grinned.

"Maybe I will be someday. But will I be enough for you?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean. Will I be enough for you?" I asked again.

"You've been enough for me ever since the first time I made love to
you. You disappointed a lot of guys in Quantico, I'll have you know! I got
back and I couldn't even think of anyone else but you." he smiled.

"But how did you know I felt the same way?" I asked.

"Well...first of all, it didn't matter if you did or not. I couldn't help
how I felt. Second, it was pretty obvious that you had some very deep
feelings for me, but it was also pretty obvious that you didn't know how to
deal with them." he said.

"No. I still don't. It's scary being in love with someone. I didn't know
about that side of it." I said.

"That will go away. As we are together more, you'll learn to trust what we
feel for each other.  When I come back next time, I'm never going to go
away again. Until then, though, you're gonna just have to trust that I love
you - and only you." he said.

"That's hard. I've never really had anyone love me the way you do. I
sometimes feel like pinching myself to make sure it's real - that I'm not
dreaming." I said.

"You're not." he said, rolling over and pulling me with him, locking his
arms around me and holding me close. "Now, how about we get some sleep. We
can do this all over again tomorrow."

His mouth came down on mine and I didn't have a chance to answer. When we
broke the kiss, I put my head on his chest and, before I knew it, I was
asleep.

The sun was streaming through the windows when I finally woke up the next
morning. I still had my head on Erik's chest and he was still asleep. I
needed desperately to take a piss, so I tried to move out of his arms
without disturbing him. That's almost impossible to do, however, with a
Marine who's been combat trained. I no more made the first movement and his
arms tightened around me and his voice, muzzy with sleep, growled, "Where
are you going?"

"I've gotta piss." I said.

"Yeah. Me, too." he growled and rose up, taking me by the hand and pulling
me off the bed with him.

We walked into the bathroom and he stepped into the shower. I figured we
were going to have another 'piss fight', like we did most mornings but,
instead, he pulled me into the shower and into his arms.

"How are we supposed to piss?" I asked him.

"Just like this." he said, and leaned down and began kissing and licking at
my neck.

At the same time, I felt the warm rush of his piss against my body as his
cock gushed out the hot, yellow liquid. I let go as well and my warm flow
joined his as we continued to hold onto one another, gently licking and
kissing as many areas of each other's bodies as our mouths could reach.

"Mmm! This feels really hot! You 'marking territory' again?" I grinned at
him

"Yeah. You got it!" he laughed.

By the time we were done pissing, both our cocks were hard. I slid down and
took his into my mouth, slowly tasting the combined flavors of our piss,
his cum and my ass from the fucking last night and pissing this morning. I
let his cock slide deep into my mouth and then kept going, taking him all
the way down my throat. I heard him groan above me as his cock bottomed out
in my throat and I began to orally pleasure him.

He grabbed my head in his hands and started fucking my mouth with his
cock. This was not like last night in bed! He was horny and was not going
to prolong this. I could tell he wanted to get off badly. I relaxed and let
him use my mouth like he would my ass. I didn't exactly know why, but this
feeling of him 'using' me, of my being just a means to get him off, rather
than turning me off was turning me on! Big Time! It was like I was being a
slut, but a slut just for him. I still can't explain it. I just know that
when he does this, it's something that turns me on all to hell!

Before long, he was shooting his load down my throat and I was tasting the
pungent salty/sweetness of his cum. He cried out in incoherent moans and
groans as he came, and my own cock was quivering between my legs. I didn't
touch it because I knew I would shoot off in a second if I did and I had
other ideas for how I wanted to get off.

As Erik's cock softened in my mouth, I pulled off it, grabbed his hips and
spun him towards the wall of the shower. I reached up and pulled his
butt-cheeks apart and immediately buried my nose in the cleft of his
butt. I breathed deeply of his butt-raunch and began licking up and down
his trench. He pushed back with his ass, spreading his cheeks with his
hands to give me better access as he rested his chest against the tile
walls of the shower. I started to eat out his hole with my tongue, shoving
it up inside of him and tasting the dark tanginess of his ass.

"Yeah! Eat my butt! Eat my fuckin' hole!" Erik moaned as I proceeded to do
exactly that.

There was a method to what I was doing. I wanted to fuck his ass. I knew
that by eating it, I would get his ass 'hungry' for my cock, the same way
that he got my ass 'hungry' by eating it. It didn't take long, either,
before Erik was practically begging for it!

"Oh, fuck! Fuck me! Please, Tim.! Shove your fuckin' cock up my butt! Ream
my hole out, man!" Erik moaned above me.

I stood up and pushed him further over so that he was bent at the waist. He
bent his legs so that his ass lowered and was right at the level of my hard
cock. I put my cockhead at his hole and shoved it inside with one snap of
my hips.

"Yeah! That's it! Fuck me! Fuck me HARD!" Erik groaned at my entry.

I did exactly that! I buried my cock all the way in his butt-chute and then
pulled back until I pulled completely out and slammed it back in his hole
again. I did this several times until Erik was groaning incoherently as I
proceeded to fuck his hole as hard and as fast as I could.

I knew I couldn't last long this way, but as fucking horny as I was, I
couldn't last long no matter what I did. I pounded his butt as hard and as
fast as I could, for once not caring if he got off or not. I wanted to cum
- that was the only thing in my mind at that point. That, and how fucking
good Erik's hot, wet hole felt squeezing my cock as I fucked it.

It didn't take long and I could feel myself going over the edge. What
surprised me, however, was just as I started to cum, I heard Erik groaning
and felt his ass-chute clutching tightly around my cock and rhythmically
massaging it. Somewhere in my orgasm-fogged brain, I realized that I was
cumming but that Erik was as well!

"Yeah! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" I screamed as I shot my load up his ass.

"AHHH!!! FUCK!!!" Erik groaned as his load shot out against the shower wall
and slowly slid down it.

I clung to his back as my cock continued to pulse in his ass, gushing out
more of my seed into his hole. I could feel him trembling beneath me in the
after quakes of orgasm and could feel his butt- tunnel clasping around my
cock as his body was wracked with the tremors. I stayed buried in him until
my cock went soft and his ass pushed me out. I then got down on my knees
and, again pulling his cheeks open with my hands, locked my mouth to his
wet hole and began to suck my load of cum from his asshole. He groaned at
the feeling of my tongue sliding up inside his well- used ass-chute. I
sucked out all the cum I could find and then stood up. He stood and turned
around and we met in a body-crunching hug bringing out mouths together in a
passionate kiss while sharing my load flavored with his butt.

"Fuck! Where did you learn to fuck like that?!" Erik exclaimed as we broke
the kiss.

"I don't know. I just needed to fuck you so bad! I needed to get off and I
wanted to get off in your ass. I'm sorry. I didn't really care if I got you
off or not. I really used you." I said in embarrassment.

"Tim., babe, you can fuckin' use me like that anytime you want!" he grinned
at me. "That was fuckin' great! Besides, I kinda used you, too."

"Yeah, I know. That's what got me so fuckin' horny! I really loved you
fuckin' my face like that!  I don't know why, it just really fuckin' turned
me on!" I exclaimed.

"Now you got it! That's the great thing about sex with guys! It's those
feelings of using and being used that can really fuckin' get you off
sometimes. I was afraid it was gonna take you a long time to finally get to
the point where you'd use me like that. I had to let you come to it
yourself. I couldn't explain it to you. But maybe you understand now?" he
asked.

"Yeah. I think I do. Least ways, I know that I'm gonna want to do that more
often...if you like it, that is." I said.

"I love it! Fuck! I ain't ever been bred better by any guy - not even one
of my brother Marines!  And to think, that's only what...the second time
you've fucked me? You sure you ain't been practicing on somebody while I
was gone?" he looked at me with one eye-brow raised in question.

"You know better than that! There is nobody else that I'd want to fuck than
you. After all, after you've fucked a Marine, anybody else is boring!" I
said, grinning cheekily at him.

He broke out laughing and pulled me tight in his arms.

"Fuck! I love you!" he sighed.

We just stood there for a while just holding each other. Finally, Erik
spoke.

"Well, we're dry. Should we take a shower or not?" he asked.

I took a deep breath of our combined funk.

"No! Let's stay this way a while. I like when you smell like this." I said.

"Fine with me!" he grinned. "But I gotta have food! All this fuckin' has
made me hungry!"

I laughed.

"Fucking always makes you hungry!" I said.

We got out of the shower and headed for the kitchen. I made us breakfast
and then we spent the rest of the day just laying around the house and
making love several more times. Since it was Sunday, I knew that Wally was
on duty at the Greyhound Station so Erik and I finally did take a shower
and put on clothes. We walked over to the station and had dinner with Wally
in the little caf^Â. I sat there as Erik and Wally reminisced about their
experiences in the Corps. Finally, Wally turned to me.

"So you're going down to join up tomorrow, huh?" he asked.

I looked at Erik. I didn't know what to say. I'd forgotten that Wally was
not privy to any of the decisions that Erik and I had made this weekend.

"No, he's not." Erik said.

Wally looked at Erik and then at me and then back to Erik.

"Why not?" he asked.

"Well...it's like this. We finally figured out that what we really wanted
was to be with each other all the time. You know that we can't do that in
the Corps. There's no guarantee we'd even be stationed on the same
continent with each other! So Tim is going to stay here and go to college
and I'm getting out when my enlistment's up in two months and then I'll
come back to be with him." Erik said.

"I see." Wally said, rubbing his chin between his thumb and index finger as
if he was thinking something over. "And you're both sure this is what you
want?"

"Yes, Wally. I want to be with Erik." I said quietly.

"And I want to be with Tim." Erik said.

"Well, Tim's got his job at the bookstore, but what are you going to do,
Erik?" Wally asked.

"We thought I might be able to get a job as a police dispatcher since I've
communications training." Erik told him.

"Well, now! That's something I might just be able to help with. I know a
lot of cops! Let me see what I can do about finding you a job." Wally said.

"I can't ask you to do that!" Erik exclaimed.

"I don't remember hearing you asking me!" Wally grinned. "But you could
because I want to do whatever I can to help you two. After all, I feel kind
of responsible, seeing how I was the one who brought you two togther in the
first place."

"Wally, you've done so much already, but we'd really appreciate any help
you can give us." I said.

"Yeah, Wally. Thanks!" Erik said.

"Hey! It ain't nothin' more than I'd do for any Marine. Well...any Marine I
like as well as you."  he smiled at Erik. "And as to you, Tim! Why, I knew
your mama from the time she was a young girl. I couldn't help her, no
matter how hard I tried. I hope helpin' you, Tim, can help make up for
that."

"Wally, you at least tried. That's more than anybody else did." I said.

"That's not exactly true. There was somebody else who tried but he didn't
have any better luck than I did." Wally said.

"Who's that?" I asked.

"Well, don't you ever tell him I told you so but old man Holloway tried to
help her, too. But your mama was all head-strong and filled with anger."
Wally said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Why, what?"

"Why was she so full of anger?" I asked.

"I wondered about that myself for a long time. Finally, one night, when she
was pregnant with you, she sat here at this very table and told me why. I
don't guess it's somethin' she would have ever talked to you about,
though. Did she ever talk about her family at all?" Wally asked.

"Never. I asked her once but she snapped at me. Told me she didn't even
want to think about those people and I was never to bring it up again. So I
didn't." I said.

"I can well imagine why. From what she told me, her father was a mean,
nasty drunken Son-of-a- Bitch who used to beat her all the time. Then, if
that wasn't enough, as soon as she turned 12, he started messin' with her,
too." Wally said.

"Messin' with her?" I asked, not realizing what Wally was referring to.

"Yeah, messin' with her. You know, sexually." Wally said.

"What?!" I exclaimed. "My grandfather molested my mother?!"

"That's what she told me. I guess it puts a whole different light on why
she was the way she was, doesn't it?" Wally said.

"Yes! It certainly does! Why didn't you tell me this before?" I asked him.

"Well...I'd promised her never to tell anyone about it but the more I got
to thinkin' about it, the more I figured you had the right to know. After
all, with her gone now to a better place, it can't hurt her none and maybe
it will help you to better understand her." Wally said.

I looked at Erik who nodded in sympathy.

"Yeah. I guess it does." I said.

The End of Part 6 of RECRUITED FOR THE CORPS

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