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Chapter LIII – War at Bed (based on True War Romances No. 6 cover, Quality, March 1953)

I became a nurse within the Armed Forces because I wanted to give relief to our brave men and women who risk their lives at the front for our country. I am very proud to help with the health of the soldiers and being a friend for them as they have to deal with the dangers of conflicts and battles.
I saved many lives through the few years I am with the corps, but I never thought there I would save the man that stole my heart and caught my attention.
That man was Andrew Orson. He joined the army a few years earlier and was relocated to the camp I was serving as well. The first time I saw him; it was definitely when I knew he was the man of my dreams.
Fortunately, I knew he wasn’t married or had a girlfriend waiting for him and I could start engaging on a friendship with him. It didn’t took longer for us to become friends, since we had so much in common.
“Why are you here with the Army, Andrew?”
“Because I do think that I need to help my country and serve it with all honors. My entire family is tried with the forced by one way or another and I couldn’t be away of such glorious mission”
“I feel the same, Andrew. The reason I joined the Army as a nurse was to help my country not between the lines, but giving the soldiers and officers their health restored and their lives preserved”
“You are a woman who has a heart of gold, Ophelia”
Andrew was a kind gentlemen, who liked to talk about the cats he raised at his home in Georgia, his family and his dreams to own a minor league baseball team. Each time we talked, I felt more that he was the man of my dreams, the one that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
We ended up dating each other during our time there, but the imminent fear for him to get called to the battleground made my mind and body shiver in fear. Just to think I could lose him at the front was something that I tried to get off my head, but I couldn’t.
“Ophelia, you know that, when they call you to the battle, you must stand up, tight?”
“I know, but I don’t want to lose you, Andrew. I love you… you are everything I need”
“You don’t need to worry about me. I am a soldier, remember? I am here to serve my country”
“Me too, but… I don’t want to think the worst can happen with you at the field”
“I am afraid as well, but I am here for that. If I ever die, I will die with honor and pride for dying for my country”
Not that I didn’t enjoyed the patriotic tone and the sense of duty Andrew had. But even a person like me thinks that taking the risk to die at the battlefield is somehow insane. I always cared about the health of the ones in Army but who can care of someone dead? Who can bring them to life again and make them come back to their families?
Just the thought of Andrew being deployed to the front brought me melancholy and something close of a depression state. When we were alone, just the two of us, outside the troop’s station, I just wanted to be alone with him and enjoy every minute with him before he left me.
Unfortunately, he got the call the join the corps in a week or so. When he told me the news, my head just turned upside down. The thoughts of losing him increased and I couldn’t stop crying for a day or two before sleeping. And if he died at the front? And if came back severely injured or without a member? Could I save him from perishing in my hands? Or I couldn’t?
I tried to keep my head cool until the day before he was leaving. It was when he took me to a place far away from the camp for one last date.
“Ophelia, tomorrow I’ll be leaving here and going to the front”
“Andrew, I’ll miss you so much! I can’t stop thinking on what can happen with you there”
“Don’t even think about it. The day is ours and we are going to spend together”
In fact, we did spend the day together, day and night, sharing our last moments together. At night, he told me about his last wish before he left.
“Sweetheart, you know I love you so much and you are the perfect woman for me…”
“Yes, I know Andrew…”
“And I want, before I leave you, to do one last thing I never done with you”
“Do you mean…”
“I want to make love with you, Ophelia”
“Andrew… that is so… wow… sudden! I imagined when you would bring that subject on, but… like that?”
Since I started to date Andrew, we never had any sexual leaning moment between us. Well, it wasn’t like we weren’t going for it, but it was so difficult due to our jobs that, in my mind, we could find time to do it only after we leave the troops.
“So, do you think it’s a good idea, Ophelia?”
“I guess… but and if someone catches us, Andrew?”
“I just don’t give a damn. I don’t want to leave without having you”
“And I couldn’t live without sharing my love with you…”
I don’t think I need to explain why we just kissed each other and laid on bed almost tearing up our clothes. I didn’t even had time to take off my hat as she whispered me if I wanted to let him do me.
“Do me, Andrew! You should do me like it was the last time we are going to see each other”
Without any kind of foreplay or something, he just put it inside me and started to do me. I just let the feelings go and the pleasure in. Nothing could be capable to make me not feel loved by my man.
“Ahhhh… Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Ophelia…”
“Yessssssssssss! Yesssssssssss! That Way! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
He took me like a man should and did me the way a man must do a lady. He looked at me and asked if everything was going on okay, if he wasn’t hurting me, if I needed something. The perfect kind of gentleman/stallion on bed, just what I expected of him.
“Let’s do it all, Andrew! Before we do have any regrets!”
“Really? Do you want it?”
“Of course! Let’s try everything we can. We’ve got plenty of time for it”
We did all we could do it. He took me in all fours and banged me wild. I told him to call the nastiest names on the book and beyond and he said it. I was really horny while he did that, making his pumping wake up feelings that I could never feel again…
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Fuck Me! Fuck me! Fuck your dirty girl!”
I ride his cock with my back facing him and then the wall, loving how much his dick went in and out of my body, pleasing myself with that as much as Andrew wanted it, going hard and deep.
We did it all, even trying a 69 and a bit of an anal. I finished him with my hands and mouth, taking care of drinking all of his cum. Who knew if I could have that moment again?
“I promise that we are going to do it again when I come back, Ophelia”
“I hope you can come back”
“I will, honey… you know I will…”
We shared one last kiss before we fell to sleep. The next day, he left the camp and we only communicate through a few letters we sent to each other, waiting for the day he would return, hoping for the best but waiting for the worst.
Two months later, he returned. Andrew had minor injuries in his legs, fortunately, and I was in charge to take care of him, but he wasn’t in proper shape for sex. When he got fully healed, we finally did it again.
Andrew and I are still tied with Army and plan to marry next year. I still have fear to lose him, but now I know that if he is still alive, he is getting stronger.
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