Following the release of Serviced on March 1st, I am running a daily spotlight for each of the stories featured in this hot new military-themed anthology from Breathless Press...
Reds, Whites, and Blues
by Mickey J. Corrigan
He was stationed in Key West during the Vietnam War when he met the arty girl who didn't capitalize her name. She was cute, but strange, the kind of a hippie chick who usually shunned soldiers like himself. But sometimes opposites attract. Sometimes they have sex on the beach. And sometimes you can't forget them.
Excerpt...
Was iris a hippie? She spelled her name with a small "i" and she certainly dressed hippie chick, with a patterned blue bandana holding back a tumble of long blonde hair. Bare feet, denim mini-skirt, paisley halter top that showed she didn't bother with a bra. Painting the ocean on a Wednesday afternoon? All she needed to do was pull out some dope and talk about her "old man" and Graham would've been fully convinced.
Instead, iris surprised him. She said her dad had been in the military so she was no stranger to crew cuts, pushups, Spam, and R&R. She smiled when she told him that. She had two dimples and a small pink tongue. She handed him the beer bottle and encouraged him to finish it. Her fingers were tiny, smooth shells. He liked the way her tanned fingers swept across her face, sliding the stray hairs back behind her small ears.
"I'm pretty free with my sexuality," she said.
Graham felt his neck heat up.
"I'll fuck an enlisted man just as enthusiastically as I'll fuck a radical. But the truth is, I'd just as soon hook up with one guy and make something of it. Something that means something."
He wanted to kiss her, but he was afraid. He watched a brown pelican dive straight into the receding tide. Within milliseconds, the huge bird was soaring up in the air with a fish clamped tight in its voluminous bill.
Instead, iris surprised him. She said her dad had been in the military so she was no stranger to crew cuts, pushups, Spam, and R&R. She smiled when she told him that. She had two dimples and a small pink tongue. She handed him the beer bottle and encouraged him to finish it. Her fingers were tiny, smooth shells. He liked the way her tanned fingers swept across her face, sliding the stray hairs back behind her small ears.
"I'm pretty free with my sexuality," she said.
Graham felt his neck heat up.
"I'll fuck an enlisted man just as enthusiastically as I'll fuck a radical. But the truth is, I'd just as soon hook up with one guy and make something of it. Something that means something."
He wanted to kiss her, but he was afraid. He watched a brown pelican dive straight into the receding tide. Within milliseconds, the huge bird was soaring up in the air with a fish clamped tight in its voluminous bill.
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ISBN: 978-1-77101-022-1
Heat Rating: 5
Word Count: 65386
Release Date: March 1, 2013
All's fair in love and war, they say. Come find out if it's true in these ten stories where soldiers prove that their skills in the field are only rivaled by their skills in the bedroom.
For One Night Only
by Allie A Burrow
by Allie A Burrow
Over A Dead Body
by Leona Bushman
by Leona Bushman
Reds, Whites, and Blues
by Mickey J. Corrigan
by Mickey J. Corrigan
Leave Taking
by Angelica Dawson
by Angelica Dawson
First Date: The Italian Colonel
by Jesabelle Jones
by Jesabelle Jones
Major's Minah
by Ravan McAllan
by Ravan McAllan
Knock Out
by Natalia Petrovskii
by Natalia Petrovskii
A Chance At Love
by Shelli Rosewarne
by Shelli Rosewarne
Taking Command
by Zara Stoneley
by Zara Stoneley
Riding Out the Storm
by Natalia Petrovskii
by Natalia Petrovskii
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