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Specialist Fourth Class Scott Delaney held his open mess kit in his left hand as he stood sweating in the chow line, his M-16 rifle slung from his right shoulder. Six 105mm howitzers painted a dull green squatted in the shimmer of the heat and the glare of the sun, their barrels pointing in high trajectories toward the cloudless blue sky. There were no trees in the battery area. The grass was trampled flat. A knee deep stream formed part of the perimeter. Infantry was dug in along this side of the stream.
On the other side of the stream, under the cooling leaves of many trees, stood a thatch roofed hut in the tall green grass. The grass swayed gently in the breeze.
An old man in a shallow upside down funnel shaped hat came walking back from his fields. Long stringy white hairs grew from his chin. His clothes seemed to be black pajamas. He walked barefoot, his face and hands burnt dark brown by the sun. He carried primitive tools on his right shoulder as he had done every day the battery had been in this secured area.
On this day one of the grunts along the stream shot at the old man. Then there were other scattered, lazy shots. Then light automatic weapons fire. M-79 and 50 caliber heavy machine gun fire. Finally, most of the grunts along the stream were firing at the old man. None of the officers or NCOs said anything. A few of the grunts were laughing. The old man was torn to pieces. Scott got his hot food and left the chow line.
Sitting on the rim of his upside down helmet in what little shade he could find, Scott Delaney did not begin to eat until his food was cold.
The End
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Totally Nude (A Very Short Story)
The Old Soldier has gone into the archives to give you one of my old stories to read for your flash fiction entertainment. Although, I would much rather publish a flash fiction story from a guest writer instead of one of my own stories, that’s not always possible.
Hello hello hello, my blogging and writing friends and Flash Fiction Fanatics. I have several small red potatoes, a cut up green pepper and two large turkey wings in the crock pot. That has nothing to do with anything.
The story in this post has a lot to do with the theory that a writer can write a sexy story without resorting to dirty language.
Now for our feature presentation.
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Totally Nude
The young husband sat on the lid of the toilet seat while the young wife soaked in a bubble bath. He had left his suit coat and tie in the living room and had rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt. He sat drinking a can of beer.
“Congratulations,”she said.
“Sure I took it. I hustled my butt off signing up advertisers and Murphy wouldn’t know a simple sentence if it bit him.”
“One man’s loss is another man’s gain.”
“He’ll be happier in distribution. Tough day today?”
“Mid-term evaluations. Three of my freshmen are in trouble. Let me have some of that.”
He handed her the can. Then he got down on his knees next to the tub and began gently rubbing the soapy bubbles over her breasts. She watched his hand, took another drink and smiled at him. He reached into the soapy water down between her legs.
“Careful,” she said. “The last time you did that we almost drowned.”
Reluctantly, he took his hand away and got up. He looked down at her and smiled. He was happy with his life. “I’ll fix dinner.”
“I love you.”
The End
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