So Far

The day faded into the night and then the night turned to day.  Beth awoke to find Captain Rad still clutching her tightly.  His shivering had all but stopped.  Occasionally his arm over her hip convulsed and he rubbed his stubbly cheek against her soft one.  Gently she took his arm and removed it from her.  She rolled over, careful not to pull the blankets from him, and got to her feet.  Crossing the tent she turned up the heating unit before she left.

The Captain was nice.  He was also very handsome.  She knew that he got hot, and maybe even blushed a little when he had returned her kiss.  That was the only reason she had to believe that he did like her.  Otherwise his behaviour might have seemed a little cold.  Other than the first lustful look at them he seemed totally indifferent to her soft heavy breasts.  Most men couldn't keep their hands off of them, particularly when she offered to be as close to them as she had the Captain.

Beth wondered why the Captain had shown no interest.  Was it because he had no interest in a lowly d-bee?  Was it because he was being gentlemanly?  Was it because she was there in his bedroll on orders from the General?  Or was it because he had been seriously ill?  She wished that she had asked him while she had had his attention.

She knew why she hadn't asked.  She had spoken to the man with the shiny robot.  It had not gone well.  He hadn't yell, or used bad words, or pushed or hit her but he had certainly hurt her with his