Date: Mon, 23 Jun 2003 17:15:43 -0400
From: John Smith <madeithome@hotmail.com>
Subject: Military Encounters #6; Encounter in Alaska Part Two

     This is a continuation of a series of unrelated stories, based on
locations I was actually stationed at during my military career. The stories
are fictional. Unless otherwise indicated, the events never happened. With a
few exceptions, the characters do not exist. Some of the characters are
based on people I knew (and may have even fantasized  about). However, I
have absolutely no reason to suspect they are now, or ever were, gay, bi, or
ever even thought about sex with another guy.
     Some of the sex really happened, but not necessarily during the time
period of the story. In some cases the sex is real, but the participants
were different ages than portrayed. In other words, I have mixed a little
fact in with a bit of fantasy, trying to create a story that is believable,
and entertaining.
     This story contains detailed descriptions of sex between guys of
varying ages. If you are offended by this type story, please do not read it.
Otherwise, hope you enjoy it.

Military Encounters #6; Encounter in Alaska Part Two

     It had been four days since meeting Chuck and enjoying two nights of
incredible sex. I had talked with him on the phone a couple of times and we
definitely planned on getting together again soon.

     I had been pretty buisy with work. We had been called on to fly into
one of the remote radar sites..a place called Cape Sparavon. Now to give you
an idea of some of the places we flew into, ANYTHING with "Cape" in front of
the rest of the name meant "Shitty, Damn, Scary," well, you get the idea.

     One of the poor souls assigned to this foresaken place had suffered a
heart attack and needed immediate med evac. Cape Sparavon sat in the coastal
mountains bordering on the Bering Sea.
The approach to this asshole of the world brought you down a narrow mountain
valley, below the tops of the peaks.

     There were no navigational aids at all to guide you. Flying visually,
you had to spot a particularly shaped flat plateau. Once you saw that, the
aircraft had to be banked sharply left 90 degrees to fly directly over it
heading straight toward a towering mountain.

     Once clear of the plateau, the "runway" should be in sight. If it
wasn't, you were fucked! There wasn't enough room to turn around, or enough
time to climb straight ahead and clear the mountain. Fortunately, we always
managed to spot the "runway". You had to put the aircraft into a steep dive,
then pull up to touch down on the "runway".

     Now this "runway" more closely resembled a ski slope. It headed sharply
up the mountainside and was only about 800 feet long. The reason the length
wasn't a problem landing was that the far end was 349 feet higher than at
touchdown. There was just enough room at the top to turn the C130 around.

     Normally aircraft land AND take off INTO the wind, for maximum lift.
Not at Cape Sparavon. It was strictly a one-way "runway". Perched at the top
and looking down that 349 foot drop in the "runway" was enough to give the
word "pucker" a whole new meaning.

     Anyway, we had made landings and takeoffs like this on a regular basis,
so it wasn't anything new. We had brought a Flight Surgeon with us and our
crew included two paramedics. We quickly loaded the patient on board, and
our doctor and the paramedics worked to stabilize him for the flight back.

     As always when an airplane lands at a place like this, we usually have
a few passengers that have managed to get a pass for a few days back in
Anchorage. As long as we have seats available, we try to accomodate them.

     OK...Enough about what I did when I wasn't enjoying the company of
another hot guy in bed. I just wanted to let you know I DID have a job!

     I was about to be relieved off alert status at 5 o'clock on Friday when
the admin clerk told me I had a phone call.  When I answered, a male voice
on the other end asked if I was Captain Terry Norton. I told the caller I
was.

     "This is Burton Murphy, Captain...Chuck's Father."

     "Oh yes Mr. Murphy. Chuck said you worked for the FAA."

     "That's right but please...call me Burt. I just called to thank you for
all you did for my boy last weekend. Chuck told me all about it. I'm in your
debt, sir!"

     I wondered if he had any idea just, exactly WHAT I "did" for his boy. I
certainly hoped Chuck didn't tell him "ALL" about it!

     "No problem Mr...Er Burt. And please...Call me Terry. I really enjoyed
meeting Chuck (Boy, did I EVER!). He's a fine boy. I'm glad I was able to
help."

     "Don't be modest Cap...Terry! I'd like to thank you personally. Would
you join me for dinner at The North Star as my guest?" The North Star was a
rather exclusive resturant right along 5th Avenue.

     "Really Burt, that's not necessary" I began.

     "Nonesense! I insist. Please say yes Terry. I really would like to meet
you."

     "Well...Thank you very much. I'd be honored. When?"

     "I know it's short notice, but are you available tonight?" He asked.

     "I'm just geting off duty in about fifteen minutes" I replied. "I'll
need to stop by my apartment and shower and change."

     "Fine!" Burt Murphy said happily. "Shall we say 8 o'clock?" Just tell
the maitre d' your my guest."

     "8 o'clock will be fine. I'll be there, and thank you again" I said as
we hung up.

     I took my time geting ready. I chose a pair of charcoal gray slacks,
with a black blazer, white shirt and a tie. I wore a pair of loafers, rather
than my military dress shoes.

     When I arrived at the resturant, valet parking took care of my car. I
walked inside and spotted the maitre d' and told I was meeting a Mr. Burton
Murphy.

     "Certainly Sir, the tux-clad dandy said. "Right this way please." I
followed him to a table by a large window overlooking one of the many lakes
that populate Anchorage. A man about my age rose to extend his hand.

     "Captain Norton...Burt Murphy. So glad you could join me. Please..sit
down." The maitre d' seated me, spread my napkin in my lap saying "Enjoy
your meal, Gentlemen."

     After the waiter had taken our orders, we ordered a cocktail from the
bar. I took a moment to look Mr. Burton Murphy over.

     He was, as I found out later 37 years old. He was about 6' 1" and 195
lbs, darkly tanned (probably from tanning beds at the gym), strikingly ice
blue eyes, with a thick head of curly hair, cut short, that was prematurely
grey...actually more silver.  He was dressed in light gray slacks and a
double brested navy blue blazer with a fancy looking crest on the upper
pocket. A white shirt and conservative blue striped tie completed the
picture.

     As we talked casually, I sensed Burt was a very nice person, very
outgoing with a great smile. I felt quite comfortable around him within
minutes. We talked about general topics and continued the conversation
during our meal...which was excellent.

     After passing on desert, we sat enjoying a cup of coffee.

     "So Terry" Burt began "Chuck seems to think quite a lot of you. I
almost feel like I've known you for years."

     My tie began to feel a little tight. "I'm flattered" I managed to say
without stuttering. "Chuck and I had a fine time together for the two days.
I enjoyed the company."

     Burt glanced around before leaning toward me and speaking softly said
"Terry, I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but it's been a long
time since Chuck has let anyone get close to him. Ever since we lost his
mother, he's sort of pulled back within himself. This love of the outdoors
has given him a reason to avoid much contact with others."

     "He seemed to be pretty outgoing" I replied.

     "That's exactly why I wanted to meet you in person Terry" Burt
continued. The fact that you're older surprised me a little. He's only had
one or two guys that he hung out with since we've been here. I know he had a
bad experience and hasn't really made any other friends. You seem to be very
important to him."

     I was getting a little uncomfortable at the direction the conversation
was going. "Well, I'm a little concerned about the difference in Chuck's age
and mine too" I replied "But he's really easy to like and I consider him a
real friend. I'm flattered he feels comfortable around me."

     "Oh...Don't get me wrong. I'm very happy he's so taken with you. You
seem like a good person, someone he can look up to."

     Burt looked around again. We were pretty much away from the nearest
occupied table, but he seemed nervous. He leaned forward again and spoke
softly "This is rather difficult for me, since I'm not sure exactly where
you stand."

     Seeing the confusion on my face, he continued "You see Terry...I'm
aware that Chuck is...Ah...Gay!"

     My face must have registered my shock, since Burt hurried to say
"Look...I guess what I'm getting around to is that...I wasn't sure if you
were...?"

     "If I'm also gay?" I interceeded.

     "Well...Yes...I't's OK Terry, really...I'm sorry to sound judgemental"
Burt said "I just don't want Chuck to get hurt...again."

     "Burt...I understand your concern. To answer your question, No I'm not
gay...I Do like girls as well as guys." I think you must have suspected
something went on between Chuck and me. I want you to know, I would never do
anything to hurt Chuck. I really do care for him."

     "I'm glad to hear that Terry" he said with relief in his voice.

     He still looked nervous and said "Listen...I really need to talk with
you, but this place is just too public. Would you mind if I asked you to
come to my place where we could have some privacy?"

     "What about Chuck?" I asked "Isn't he home?"

     "No" Burt said "He's driven up to Fairbanks with his kayak for a race.
He won't be back until Sunday."
There's quite a few things I want to talk to you about." I agreed to follow
him, wondering where this was heading.

     The Murphy residence turned out to be a very picturesque and modern
structure. It sat on high ground, overlooking Knick Arm. Like many of
Alaskan homes, it had a lot of double-paned glass to take advantage of the
beautiful scenery.

     The snow-capped mountains of the Alaska Range were visible in the
distance. There was a small comfortable fire in the fireplace. Burt poured
us a Brandy and we sat on a spacious couch.

     "I've known Chuck was gay for several years...even before moving here"
Burt explained. "I came home early one night and discovered him and a friend
in bed sucking each other off. He doesn't know I know about him. I don't
love him any less...it's his life to live as he chooses."

     "That's very understanding of you Burt" I said "But if it doesn't
matter, why don't you let him know?"

     Burt looked uncomfortable, but after a moment looked at me and said
"I'm afraid it would make me seem like a hypocrite. You see Terry...I'm also
bi-sexual!"

     I almost choked on my drink! "You? You're bi?"

     "Yes...And I can't bring myself to tell Chuck. I'm afraid if I told him
I knew about his being gay...How could I do that without telling him about
me?" Burt looked like he was being torn apart.

     "Chuck looks up to me" He continued "I'm afraid if he knew about me, it
would destroy the relationship between us. Since his mother died, I'm the
only one he's had."

     "Sounds like you're going to have to make a decision eventually" I
offered. "I don't envy you."

     The admission seemed to help settle Burt down. He probably had been
carrying that around for years. I still wasn't sure why he chose me to
unburden himself on.

     "I hoped you were at least bi-sexual, Terry. Chuck had a friend here
who he got pretty close to. I think he was about to tell me about himself,
but this guy crapped all over him and dumped him. It really hurt Chuck and
he'd gone back into his shell...Until this last weekend. YOU are the reason
he's like a different person...more like the happy kid he used to be."

     "Believe me, I'll never hurt him" I reassured Burt "But tell me...How
do you...Err...How do you manage to keep your 'activities' a secret from
Chuck?"

     "Oh...I either go to my partner's place or...Wait until Chuck's out of
town" Burt said looking at me.

     "You mean like...Tonight?" I said, looking at him.

     "I'll admit...I'm attracted to you...Not because of you and Chuck...I
think you're a very hot guy and I would love to see you naked!" Burt said
with a slight catch in his voice.

     My dick jerked in my pants at the sudden turn of events. Burt was
nothing to sneeze at and I hadn't had any contact since Chuck. It was a
wierd feeling, picturing me with Chuck's FATHER! Then I thought "Hell...It
would seem more natural with this guy...a guy around my age...The kind I
normally prefer...Than a seventeen year old kid!"

     "Have I shocked you Terry?" Burt asked concerned at my silence.

     "No" I said quickly "I was just thinking of how wierd it was to be a
sex partner to a son AND his father."

     "Does that mean you would like to...maybe...Join me for a little action
in the bedroom?" He asked softly.

     "I think it might prove...Interesting to say the least. I think you're
pretty hot too!"

     Burt rose and gestured toward a door. "Shall we then?"

     I got up and followed him into a large and very comfortable looking
bedroom. It had a kingsize bed, and one wall was glass showing a
breathtaking view of the Chugach Mountains. I could see a jacuzzi thru the
door leading into the master bath.

     As I stood near the bed, Burt came up behind me and put his arms around
my waist, pulling me against him. His hard cock poked me in the ass and I
rubbed against the hardness.

     "Mmmmmmm...That feels nice" I sighed. I moved my hand between us and
fondled him thru his pants.

     We quickly shed our clothes and stepped back to admire each other's
bodies. Burt was an older version of Chuck. The same almost hairless body,
nicely developed chest and arms, a tight midsection, narrow waist, and the
same thick bush of pubic hair...only silver, like the hair on his head. Nice
firm legs, too. He obviously took good care of himself.

     His cock was a duplicate of Chuck's also, only slightly larger...maybe
7 inches...and a little thicker. I knew I wanted to taste that beauty.

     Burt seemed to like what he saw. He licked his lips and moved to take
my dick in his hand as he mashed his mouth against mine. His insistant
tongue wormed it's way into my mouth to tangle with mine.

     "Mmmmmm...He moaned into my mouth as he moved his lips over mine. His
free hand was behind my head holding me tightly.

     I put my hands on his chest and tweaked his nipples, feeling them
quickly harden. I pinched each one between thumb and forefinger, bringing
louder moans from his buisy mouth.

     He moved his lips to the side of my neck and whispered hoarsely
"Ahhhhh...Yesss...They like that."

     My dick was being stroked softly, sending waves of pleasure thru the
shaft. My head was leaning back and I groaned "Ohhhh...Your hand feels
good!"

     I reached one hand down and captured his throbbing pole and began
stroking it in rhythm to his hand. My other hand took his ballsac and gently
rolled the twin orbs around and squeezed them.

     Burt guided me to the bed, without losing contact with each other's
cock and balls. When my knees hit the edge of the bed, I sat down and
immediately leaned forward to lick the head of his leaking dick. I twirled
my tongue over the sensitive glands causing him to groan thru clenched
teeth.

     He put a hand on each side of my head and slowly guided his rigid pole
deeper into my throat. When His pubic hair bumped against my nose, I ran my
tongue along the underside of his smooth shaft.
My hand was still fondling his low-hanging balls.

     "Ahhhhh...Yesss...You suck so good Terry...Mmmmmm...Don't stop!"

     I bobbed my head back and forth pulling back until I had just the back
of his soft crown in my mouth, then quickly silding my tight lips back down
the length of his throbbing shaft. His hips were moving with my sucking
mouth.

     Burt pulled out of my mouth just long enough to join me on the bed, his
head toward my feet. My dick was waiving inches from his mouth. He quickly
reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a couple of condoms and a
tube of KY.

     We broke apart long enough to sheath our dicks in latex. Burt stared
hungrily at my covered rod.

     "Mmmmmm...I see what must have drawn Chuck to you!" He whispered. He
swallowed about half my cock and tongued the entire shaft. He held it in his
hand and ran his tongue down the shaft and onto my ballsac. Damn! Giving
great head certainly ran in this family!

     "Unnnnnnggghhhh..." I moaned around his dick which was back in my
mouth, pumping steadily.

     He got a hand around onto my ass and I felt a finger slide into my
crack as his mouth returned to my prick. I thrust my hips forward, driving
the stiff shaft into his throat.

     When his finger slid into my tight hole, I tried to concentrate on
something else to keep from blowing my nuts right then.

     My hips were jerking back and forth, alternately driving my cock deep
into his hungry mouth and then impaling my ass on his wiggling finger. I was
about to lose it so I took his cock out of my mouth to warn him.

     "Oh yeah Burt...I'm gonna cum...I can't hold
off...Oh...Oh...Yesssssssssss...Unngh...Unngh!" My cock spurted out white
hot ropes of cum into the end of the rubber. He kept sucking and ramming his
finger in my ass until I had emptied my balls.

     I slid the condom off my slick cock and tied off the top. Now I wanted
to be sure Burt got his pleasure.

     Before I could do anything, he moved around between my legs and began
applying Ky to my pucker, sliding his slick fingers into the tight tunnel.
My hips bucked up as he found my prostate. It had been quite a while since I
had been fucked and I moaned as he readied me.

     While he coated his latex encased fuck tool, I raised my bent legs and
grasped my knees, pulling them back. "Oh Yes Burt...Stick that big thick
beauty in my ass and fuck me" I groaned.

     He put the tip of his cock against my hole and pushed. I relaxed my
sphincter and he slid right in. Damn, Damn, Damn...That mother felt good. I
sucked in a deep breath, then exhaled and groaned loudly. "God...You feel
like a telephone pole in there! It's been a long time since I've had one so
big in me!"

     Burt knew what he was doing and began to fuck me like I'd never been
fucked before. He fucked me Missionary for fifteen or twenty minutes, then
flipped me over and fucked me laying prone, his weight on his knees and
elbows. I tried to push my ass back against his thrusts.

     We got a nice rhythm going and for the next thirty minutes, the room
echoed with the wet, slurping sound of a well lubed prick pounding a willing
ass.

     Burt pulled me up onto my hands and knees, right at the edge of the
bed. He turned our bodies so that he was now standing upright on the floor.
He gave me every inch of his rigid cock on every downthrust. His hips
slapped against my ass, driving me forward with the force of his long
strokes.

     He reached his hand around my waist and closed his slick hand on my
cock, which soon was rock hard again. He jacked me in sync with his dick
fucking my ass.

     "Ahhhhh...Your tight ass is squeezing my big dick so good" He gasped
"Does it feel good in you Terry?  Do you like my big dick?"

     "It feels great! I love your big cock in my ass...Fuck me
Burt...Ohh...Man...I can feel every hard inch plowing my hot tunnel...I want
to feel you cum in me...Give it to me...Cum for me Burt!"

     "Turn back over" He said flipping me again without pulling out of my
ass. "I want to see the look on your face when I cum in your sweet ass!"

     He moved my legs up until my feet were over his shoulders. He started
fucking me furiously while his hand jacked my throbbing dick.

     "Oh Man!" I screamed "I'm gonna cum again...Keep jacking my dick...Oh
Yeah...Like that...Just a little more...Oh yeah...Here it comes Burt...I'm
cumming!"

     My dick jerked and spurted cum all over his hand, and my stomach and
chest. I clenched my ass muscles as I poured out my ejaculation. I tried to
milk his cock with my ass.

     "Ghaaaaaa...Oh Yessss...Your ass is stroking my cock...I'm
cumming...I'm cumming...You got it!"

     I could feel the powerful spurts hit the end of the condom. His cock
expanded and pulsated as it spilled out his cum in buckets. I clenched my
ass down as hard as I could and held his spasming dick buried deep in my
ass.

     Burt finally squeezed out the last drops of his climax and let my legs
down off his shoulders. I crossed them behind his waist and put my heels on
his butt, holding his cock buried in me.

     He rolled me over on one side so he could lay beside me. He was between
my legs and he was still buried in me. We stayed like this for ten or
fifteen more minutes. He would thrust against me every few minutes, and I
would clench my muscles and squeeze his dick.

     We finally separated with a wet slurp as his dick popped out. He tied
off the condom and we stretched out on the bed and fell asleep.

     During the night, I woke up to feel Burt sucking on my cock. It didn't
take him long to get me fully erect. I turned around and went down on his
throbbing pole and we sucked each other until our climaxes roared over us.
We changed to our hands to bring each other to a shuddering climax.
Afterwards, we showered and went back to sleep.

     The next morning, after a delicious breakfast, we got in the jacuzzi
and soaked up the heat into our tired muscles. It ended up with, first, me
putting another condom over Burt's dick and sucking him off on the side of
the tub. He then sheathed my boner and returned the favor. I left his place
after lunch.

     Chuck got home that evening and called me. He was horny and wanted to
get together as soon as possible. I told him I would pick him up on Tuesday
evening at his place and bring him to my apartment. His father would be
working the night shift so it wouldn't be a problem.

     When I drove up at about 7 o'clock, Chuck was waiting at the front of
the driveway. He hopped in and quickly leaned over for a quick kiss, groping
my hardening cock thru my pants. He unzipped me and sucked my dick all the
way to my place and only stopped when I pulled into the garage.

     We quickly rushed into the house and into the bedroom, leaving a trail
of clothes from the entrance of the house. Naked, we crushed our bodies
together, our mouths fused and tongues tangling.

     "Mmmmmmm" Chuck moaned as we broke the kiss "I've been thinking of you
all week. I couldn't wait to taste your cock again. Remember, you promised
me a good fuck in a bed the last time we were together!"

     "So I did" I laughed "And so you shall have one! But first, I want a
taste of that beautiful dick of yours!"

     "You can have all of it you want...Whenever you want it Terry...It's
all yours" he whispered reaching for and grasping my stiff rod.

     We fell into bed and immediately rolled a condom over each other's fuck
tool. We knew this first round would be a short and furious no-holes barred
cocksucking frenzy.

     It didn't take long. Our mouths gobbled down each other's cock and
frantically bobbed up and down until we blasted a load into each other's
mouth. Only after we had disposed of the used rubbers, did we relax in each
other's arms. We kissed tenderly and slowly, each one lasting several
minutes.

     Our hands roamed over hard nipples, tight stomach's...fondled wrinkled
ballsacs and stroked semi hard dicks as our passions slowly rose to an
urgent embrace. We rolled over and over on the bed in a tangle of arms and
legs. Our kisses became hotter, mouths grinding together, tongues darting
and dancing.

     I rolled Chuck over onto his belly and trailed kisses from his neck
down his back and onto the muscled globes of his ass. I spread his cheeks
with my thumbs and ran my tongue from the back of his balls up to the top of
his crack, then back down.

     When he felt my tongue rim his rosebud, he gasped and raised his hips,
seeking more of the warm, wet intruder. I rolled my tongue into a stiff
spear and jammed it as deep as I could into his tight little pucker.

     "Oh my God Terry...That's driving me up the wall...Please don't tease
me...I want it...Now!"

     Chuck rolled over, then turned me over on my back, my dick sticking
straight up in the air. He went down on me and sucked madly for a few
minutes until my dick was threatening to shoot.

     It was Chuck who reached for a condom and the KY. He rolled the latex
sheath over my stiff shaft and quickly spread the lube over the entire
length of my dick. He stroked the slick cock until I was squirming.

     All in one swift motion, Chuck straddled my hips, guided my dick to his
hole and sat down, impaling himself on my rigid rod. His ass slammed down
onto my pubic bone.

     I looked up to see his head was thrown back and his mouth was open in a
silent scream as his tight tunnel grasped my dick like a glove.

     "Ahhhhhhh Chuck" I groaned "Your ass feels even tighter than the first
time." I almost blacked out at the intense erotic thrill.

     Chuck looked down at me with lust filled eyes. He leaned forward and
placed both hands on my chest tweaking my nipples with his thumb and
forefinger. Our mouths met in a searing kiss.

     He began a slow rotation of his hips which increased the friction of
his incredably tight ass and made my dick swell even larger. I could feel
his ass milk my rod as he started a slight up and down movement in addition
to the rotation.

     After a few minutes of this sweet torture, he began bouncing on my
cock. I thrust my hips up off the bed to drive my dick deeper every time he
sat back down. The sounds of a rubber encased dick sliding in and out of a
wet ass echoed loudly in the room, spurring us on to greater pleasure.

     Finally after twenty minutes of this, I decided to finish in the
traditional Missionary position. Hanging on to Chuck's hips, I rolled us
over and knelt between his spread legs. I pounded his ass furiously making
him grunt with the force of my thrust.

     "Oh...Oh...Ohhh...Terry...Fuck me lover...Fuck me...It's all
your's...Give me ALL of it!" He screamed.

     I backed to the edge of the bed, pulling him with me by the knees. When
I could stand on the floor beside the bed, I used this more stable position
to pound my dick even deeper than before. Chuck took every inch and begged
for more!

     "Hunngh...Hunngh...Hunngh...That's it...Give it to me...Cum for
me...Cum in my ass Terry...Show me how much you like my tight young ass!"

     His words ignited my fires. I felt the tingle begin in my ass. "Just a
little more baby...I'm almost there!" I gasped.

     I grabbed his cock and jacked him rapidly, wanting to make him cum with
me. He was thrashing around like a fish on a hook as I relentlessly tried to
nail his ass to the mattress. His cock jerked and started spurting cum all
over my hand and his chest.

     "Ahhhhhh...Yesss...Yesss...Yesss!" He screamed as his climax triggered
my own.

     "Me too baby...Me too...Oh God... I'm cumming
too...Unnngh...Unnngh...Unnngh!" My cum boiled out into the condom. His ass
milked me, sending erotic thrills thru my dick as it emptied my balls.

     We lay together until our breathing returned to normal. A quick hot
shower refreshed us. We then sat at the head of the bed and drank a couple
of ice cold beers.

     After talking and joking around, we ended up in one more clinch, taking
turns jacking each other off while watching the other writhe in pleasure.
Chuck stayed until after midnight then I took him home, since the next day
was a workday for me.

     Over the next two years I continued to get together with Chuck
regularly for wild unabandoned sex. He ended up going to the University of
Washington and getting a degree in Marine Biology. After graduation, he
returned to work for the Alaska Fish & Wildlife Bureau.

     Burt and I also continued our very satisfying relationship, especially
after Chuck left for the "Lower 48".  I eventually was reassigned. The three
of us have kept in touch. I retire in another year and...Who knows...I just
might find my way back to Alaska.

End Of Military Encounters #6; Encounter in Alaska Part Two

     Hope you all enjoyed this latest story. Look for further encounters
soon.