Twenty years old and just out of basic training, I was given a three day pass form Ft.. It was the first one that I had ever gotten one and I wasnt sure where I was going to go. A lot of the guys just took off for the town closest to the camp but I had heard a lot about that place and really didnt want any part of it. It was just two long streets of sleazy beer barsit was a dry county except for beer and wineand those were jam packed with rowdy, randy GIs. Most of the girls in the town that went to those places were just plain

I was so spent from my orgasm that I just laid back on the bed and went to sleep. I suppose I should have been worried that I was in the room of a degenerate who might just have well been a serial killer but somehow I felt that it was O.K. to fall asleep there. Actually, I was too tired to really care. In the morning, I woke up to find that my new friend was sitting on the edge of the bed reading from a book of meditations. He looked over to me and must have noticed that I seemed a little