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On a high-altitude mission, a seasoned boom operator and a fresh-faced recruit find their professionalism tested as an undeniable attraction ignites between them. Can they resist the pull of desire?

For most of the flight, I was watching her out of the corner of my eye, which made it really hard to concentrate on my book. She was wearing the same baggy blue flight suit that we were all wearing, but there was no way she could hide the fact that under that coarse blue jumpsuit she had a hot body. Every time I looked at her, I had to ask myself, how did this hot young girl wind up in a KC-135 over the Persian Gulf?

Finally, I finished the chapter of my book, after re-reading most of it three or four times. I flipped the page to start the next chapter, and glanced at the girl in the seat next to me. Her eyes were closed. She was moaning and looked feverish.

I looked across the compartment at the other two guys, who were also seated in web seats, facing us. Were they catching any of this? No. They were absorbed in their operating manuals, or whatever bullshit Air Force texts they were reading.

I leaned over to the girl. The name patch on her chest, where her big breasts pushed it out, was Gurley.

"Are you all right?" I said.

I hoped it was loud enough for her to hear, but too loud for the other two guys. I had one eye on them.

She opened her eyes and looked at me like she was startled. Her face softened and she smiled. She leaned closer to speak directly into my ear.

"I'm sitting on this support bar? The vibrations? They're like, making me horny as hell. I need it in like, the worst way," she said.

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