“I can’t believe we got married,” I remarked.
“It’s surreal, isn’t it?” Hunter agreed and then asked, “Do you regret it?”
“No! Not for a moment. I admit, getting married probably wasn’t the safe, sane thing to do but I don’t regret it. You?” I asked.
“Nope. Best decision of my life,” he told me.
“It changes things though,” I said. I barely had time to let the fact I was married soak in much less the future implications. I wasn’t even sure what getting married meant.
“I can get a housing allowance now,” he told me.
“That wasn’t what I meant. But I wonder if the university has any perks for married people...anyway, I meant it changes things. It changes my plans,” I said.
“So you regret it?” Hunter asked again.
“No, I don’t. I want things to change. I just don’t know how things will change,” I said. I was almost speaking to myself.
“I wish I knew exactly what you were talking about,” Hunter said.
“Sorry, I mean with my...you know, activism. I don’t see things the same way. I mean, I do but...it’s like I feel the same way but I have a different perspective,” I explained.
“You don’t have to change to please me,” Hunter assured me.
“I know. But I have changed. I just wish I knew where that was going to lead,” I said.
“We’ll figure it out,” Hunter said. I looked at him curiously. “What?” Hunter asked.
“Nothing. I just like the sound of that. We...we will figure it out,” I said, emphasizing the word we.
“You know, I won’t be able to talk much once I’m there...in Iraq, I mean. Sometimes but not all the time,” Hunter said.
“You talk too much anyway,” I teased. Hunter smirked. “I better get used to it, huh?” I told him. Hunter just shrugged by way of agreement and acceptance of what neither of us could change. “Holy shit, I’m a military wife. Mind blown,” I said as I mocked my head exploding with my hand. That wasn’t even on the list of possibilities and now it had come to pass.
“You don’t have to be...not for long,” Hunter said.
“Maybe I want to be,” I said. Hunter kissed me.
“It will all figure itself out,” he told me. I guess it would.
“I have a lot to think about. About what I’m going to do. I’m not going to protest anymore. I’ve got to figure out some other direction to take,” I said.
“You can if you want. We’re married, not some kind of hive mind,” he told me.
“I don’t want to. Not like I used to,” I said.
“I’m sure you’ll figure out some way to redirect your passion,” he said.
“I guess,” I told him.
“You know, they said it would be forty-five minutes before the food gets here. You want to do it,” Hunter asked, changing the subject.
“Already?” I asked incredulously.
“My mom might have slipped me one of my dad’s Cialis pills as we left,” Hunter told me. I stared at Hunter, incredulous.
“I absolutely love your mom, you know that?” I exclaimed.
“She has her moments. So?” he replied.
“It’s barely midnight. We don’t have to be downstairs until eight. We could knock one out before the food gets here and then do it again after we eat,” I said. We wouldn’t get to do this again for a long time. I was eager to pack in as much pleasure and intimacy as we could.
“That’s what I was thinking. Now get up on your knees and bend over,” Hunter ordered.
“Yes, Corporal McCoy,” I replied and did as I was told much to my delight.
>>O<<
Hunter and I barely made it downstairs by eight. I would have liked to say it’s because we slept in. Honestly, we didn’t sleep at all. We finished making love and realized it was seven -thirty. We hurried to take a shower barely making it down to meet the rest of the family on time. We greeted the others and only Indigo and Sandy looked well
“It’s surreal, isn’t it?” Hunter agreed and then asked, “Do you regret it?”
“No! Not for a moment. I admit, getting married probably wasn’t the safe, sane thing to do but I don’t regret it. You?” I asked.
“Nope. Best decision of my life,” he told me.
“It changes things though,” I said. I barely had time to let the fact I was married soak in much less the future implications. I wasn’t even sure what getting married meant.
“I can get a housing allowance now,” he told me.
“That wasn’t what I meant. But I wonder if the university has any perks for married people...anyway, I meant it changes things. It changes my plans,” I said.
“So you regret it?” Hunter asked again.
“No, I don’t. I want things to change. I just don’t know how things will change,” I said. I was almost speaking to myself.
“I wish I knew exactly what you were talking about,” Hunter said.
“Sorry, I mean with my...you know, activism. I don’t see things the same way. I mean, I do but...it’s like I feel the same way but I have a different perspective,” I explained.
“You don’t have to change to please me,” Hunter assured me.
“I know. But I have changed. I just wish I knew where that was going to lead,” I said.
“We’ll figure it out,” Hunter said. I looked at him curiously. “What?” Hunter asked.
“Nothing. I just like the sound of that. We...we will figure it out,” I said, emphasizing the word we.
“You know, I won’t be able to talk much once I’m there...in Iraq, I mean. Sometimes but not all the time,” Hunter said.
“You talk too much anyway,” I teased. Hunter smirked. “I better get used to it, huh?” I told him. Hunter just shrugged by way of agreement and acceptance of what neither of us could change. “Holy shit, I’m a military wife. Mind blown,” I said as I mocked my head exploding with my hand. That wasn’t even on the list of possibilities and now it had come to pass.
“You don’t have to be...not for long,” Hunter said.
“Maybe I want to be,” I said. Hunter kissed me.
“It will all figure itself out,” he told me. I guess it would.
“I have a lot to think about. About what I’m going to do. I’m not going to protest anymore. I’ve got to figure out some other direction to take,” I said.
“You can if you want. We’re married, not some kind of hive mind,” he told me.
“I don’t want to. Not like I used to,” I said.
“I’m sure you’ll figure out some way to redirect your passion,” he said.
“I guess,” I told him.
“You know, they said it would be forty-five minutes before the food gets here. You want to do it,” Hunter asked, changing the subject.
“Already?” I asked incredulously.
“My mom might have slipped me one of my dad’s Cialis pills as we left,” Hunter told me. I stared at Hunter, incredulous.
“I absolutely love your mom, you know that?” I exclaimed.
“She has her moments. So?” he replied.
“It’s barely midnight. We don’t have to be downstairs until eight. We could knock one out before the food gets here and then do it again after we eat,” I said. We wouldn’t get to do this again for a long time. I was eager to pack in as much pleasure and intimacy as we could.
“That’s what I was thinking. Now get up on your knees and bend over,” Hunter ordered.
“Yes, Corporal McCoy,” I replied and did as I was told much to my delight.
>>O<<
Hunter and I barely made it downstairs by eight. I would have liked to say it’s because we slept in. Honestly, we didn’t sleep at all. We finished making love and realized it was seven -thirty. We hurried to take a shower barely making it down to meet the rest of the family on time. We greeted the others and only Indigo and Sandy looked well
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