A Soldiers First Last Kiss: a tale of the unexpected

This time his Andy had to be back at his Air Force base in twenty-four hours.

Roger thought to himself, Twenty-four hours seems a lifetime.

The handsome young soldier stood in the middle of Grand Central Station watching the hands move slowly on the grand gold clock atop the round information booth.

He felt as if he was watching his life tick by…

When your country is in a war, a world war; every day is a lifetime. It felt as if Roger had been waiting all his life to find a man to love him, indeed he had been. For men in the military to love was very secret and rare…It had taken a long time to meet on leave a year ago. Now, they would have such a short time together. All there time together was short except for two weeks they had managed once on the shore of Long Island.

Andy was the first man he had ever kissed, really kissed and felt his affection returned. He had felt revelation in those warm male lips on his. He felt perhaps he wasn’t one of god’s mistakes after all, not a misfit, for he and Andy fit together perfectly right from the start.

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Hljóðbók: 15 april 2022