Corporal Lix

Calvin had reasoned that it would only be a matter of time, before Vinita finally took him to the point of no return. Three drinks after they had met, Calvin had agreed to go home with Vinita and pose shirtless for her portfolio. Once there, Vinita rolled her wet panties over her ample hips and stepped from them, Calvin felt a surge in his groin.
Calvin had to admit to himself, as he reached over and set his alarm for 3 am, Vinita had his attention. When Vinita didn't open the door when he arrived, Calvin tried the handle and found the door had been left cracked. Calvin entered the loft, looked all over the place and inhaled suddenly when he saw Vinita. Calvin walked over to the side of the bed that Vinita was closest to, and leaned down by her ear to wake her.

Corporal Calvin Lix had received his orders to ship out to Boudoir, Ennui that morning in the mail. It was the same day that he'd found the woman to pull his chain in just the right way. He gingerly ran his fingers over his government issued tags. The military owned his body, but Vinita had captured his heart. The country of Ennui was in trouble. Calvin was a prisoner on home soil, and orders or not, he did not want to be freed.