This little job stank, literally, because we were in the bush in the middle of nowhere. I had a chronic case of blue balls from the endless frustration of never getting sex. I loved the army, but was in a constant state of torture from the scores of hot, fit men that were all around me but strictly off limits.
My name is Robbie and I was a 20 year old private in the infantry.
Four of us were tagged to stand sentry on the ammo and the command post setup for the weekend, while everyone else went home. Weekends were free, for some people anyway. My battalion was doing live fire training, but we were only in the field from Monday to Friday.
