The man

[<RonaldS842@aol.com>]

   He had been in Korea less than six months but he had seen enough action to 
last a lifetime... and he was surviving. He was one of those kids who had 
probably never been out of the county where he was born in one of those 
Midwestern plains states with no towns over 1000 population.
   He was 19 but looked about 16 and only had to shave about twice a week 
which was a relief. He talked a good game but it is doubtful whether he had 
ever had a women.
   Luck was with him and he was getting a 3 day pass for Tokyo Japan. Jeez, 
nothing to worry about there with all the bright lights and pretty girls. 
After Korea he knew how to handle that.
   He met the girl the first night and she was beautiful. She was a show girl 
in one of the bars he had wandered into on the Ginza. After the show he 
bought her a drink and she invited him up to her place. They spent the night 
and all the money he had. My God, he had cum 11 times that night and  figured 
the guys would never believe it, but somehow he was proud.
   Back in Korea he woke up the first morning with a real itching sensation 
in his groin. OH Christ!, he had some "little friends" down there he hadn't 
seen before. Yes, he knew what the were. He had heard about them and how they 
could get into your hair and your eyebrows...and in your ears. They were a 
real nuisance and next to impossible to get rid of. 
   And pissing was a chore and burned like Hell. He knew what that was too. 
He had heard the stories about the cure. The medic would put your whanger on 
a block and hit it hard with a wooden mallet thus forcing out the mucus that 
had formed and hardened making in impossible to urinate.
   And now the kid had been through hell and was ready to get back to the 
relative security of fighting the war on terms he could understand. 
   He was finally a man.

Ron

P.S. Sorry people, I couldn't resist. I won't do it again :-)