Day 0. Some kind of Christmas story.

In the beginning….

It was Carrie Holloway’s night off, and just why she decided to go to a bar was something she had no idea how to answer. It all felt like work as she bought a non-alcoholic drink and looked around the room to check out the talent, but she guessed old habits were hard to break.

She wasn’t looking to pick up anyone tonight, hell she had planned on staying home but then Lisette asked for the room, her boyfriend was coming over. Some boyfriend, he was her pimp, in fact he was the pimp of all four of the girls that shared that small one room apartment. Carrie was just pleased he didn’t want to claim herself as his girlfriend. It was one thing giving him most of the money she made but to give herself away for free and still owe him, that was a step way too far.

She was pondering what it was that made Lisette want to do that, when a deep voice with an American accent spoke softly in her ear.

It was nothing special in the way of pickup lines, just “Can I buy you a drink,” but when the line was usually, “how much?” this one sounded heavenly.

“It’s iced water with a lemon wedge,” she said turning to see who was hitting on her so sweetly.

He was tall, sandy blonde hair and smoky blue eyes, and a smile that she thought was going to melt her heart.

“Then you are going to be one cheap date,” he said sitting on the bar stool beside her.

“There’s a first time for everything,” she told him.

“The name is Royal.” She held out her hand to him and he took it softly in his.

“Cowboy,” he replied before bringing her hand up to his lips to kiss it in an old fashioned way.

“Now how would a handsome man like you get a name like that?” she asked noting how good looking he was.

“On account of me turning up at basic wearing boots and a Stetson,” he told her with a laugh.

“It was way better than some, one guy had been in a brawl and had the whole side of his face grazed, they still call him scab to this day.”

“Well Cowboy, how about you tell me a little about yourself.”

~~~

They exchanged small talk for a while and she learned he was shipping out the next day to a war zone.

Being posted in this place was pretty much a dream job for the American military. All they had to deal with was training and the occasional flight down to McMurdo and back during the summer months.

Going from here to a full on war zone was going be a real change for this good looking man.

When he suggested that he wanted to take one good last memory away with him, Carrie suggested a small motel unit she was quite familiar with. It was clean, cheap and discreet.

~#~

Carrie was lying in the arms of the man who had bought her more pleasure in the last three hours than every other man in her whole life had, and there had been a lot of men.

He knew how to play a woman’s body like a virtuoso knows how to play his piano. He was not only good with his hands, but excellent with his tongue and tackle too, and she was very pleased it was her that he had chosen.

Even more pleased that she was off the clock when he did. She didn’t want to share any of this night with anyone.

“Do you mind if I take your photo?” he asked as he held her in his arms.

“I just want to remember your face.”

“Sure, get your phone,” she told him as she sat up then rolled onto her front and propped her chin on her hands and lifted her legs up and crossed them at her ankles above her behind. She was lying across the bed and turned her head to look at him as he stood at the end of it. “How’s this?” she asked him.

“You're ok with posing naked for me?” he asked surprised. It was what he was hoping for, but he had thought he might have to beg for it first.

“Not just naked, but still buzzing from the last orgasm you gave me.”

He clicked the button on his phone as he spoke.

“Damn girl I’d like to get a photo of that.”

“Oh would you now?” she asked looking at him. When she was sure he had that image saved she sat up and leaned her back against the head board and drew her knees up in front of her before letting one fall to the side and resting her forearms on her knees giving him a full view of everything.

Really? You are sure about this?” he asked not believing his luck.

“What kind of girl would I be if I didn’t send you off with a little picture to keep you up at night?” she asked with a wink.

He snapped a shot while watching her and breathing heavily. He looked like a young boy who had just been told he could have as much candy as he could grab.

“Hurry up Cowboy, I’m getting horny again,” she said moving her hand so her palm was flat on her splayed leg then slowly drawing it up her inner thigh. She watched him swallow as he watched its progress. Smiling she caught her lower lip with her teeth as she changed from the flat of her palm to her fingers tips and drew them up between her still slick folds, her other hand going to cup her breast and playing with her nipple. She heard the camera click a few times then he threw his phone aside and climbed back onto the bed.

“You are so damn sexy I think it’s going to kill me,” he said replacing her hand with his and kissing her breathless.

~~~

It was only afterwards they realised that they had forgotten the condom that time. He promised her he was clean, and damn her if she didn’t believe him. She told him it was ok, she was always careful so she was clean too and the punch line was that she had been told she couldn’t get pregnant.

Exhausted from multiple times of love making they fell asleep in each other’s arms in the small hours of the morning.

…

It was just before dawn when Carrie woke up still snuggled up to the man she only knew as Cowboy.

She moved carefully as she got out of the bed and went to the bathroom where she took a quick shower before dressing.

Back out in the bedroom she looked at the man asleep, the sheet reaching just up over his hips. Pulling out her phone she took a photo to remember him by, then smiling she pulled down the sheet and took a second photo showing him in all his glory.

Even flaccid he was well hung, she had never met a man so well endowed. Looking at him she wondered if she ever would again. She knew one thing, she would never be satisfied with less ever again.

Pulling the sheet back up she turned to leave, then spotted the motel stationary. Going over to it she wrote a quick note, and kissed it near the bottom leaving an imprint of her strawberry lip-gloss.

She closed the door quietly behind her and hurried down the stairs and out of the grounds to the road where she found a taxi to take her home.

~~~

It was almost never that all four girls were off at the same time, but since there was only one queen sized bed in the room, they were all well used to sharing. Carrie stripped down to her knickers and t-shirt then climbed into bed beside one of her flatmates and fell asleep with a smile on her face.

~#~

The sun was shining in the motel room brightly when Cowboy woke up. He sighed and reached out to the other side of the bed and found it empty. He glanced over as he sat up then looked toward the bathroom door that stood partially open. He didn’t need to get up to look to know there was no one there.

She was gone.

He slumped back down and let his arm fall against the pillow. He heard the crunch of paper about the same time he felt it against his arm. Sitting up again he reached for the note.

Cowboy,

Thank you for a wonderful night of magic memories.

Enjoy your photos and know when you look at them and think of me, I will be thinking of you. Stay safe, and know that you are not forgotten.

There was a strawberry coloured kiss mark on the paper at that point and another line under it.

PS, When you are feeling down just imagine these lips wrapped around you. Royal.

He lay back and felt himself getting hard at the very thought he had just read.

“Damn it, I don’t even know her real name,” he growled as he bought the paper to his nose to sniff the lip-gloss and remembered how she tasted.

A sudden thought hit him and he turned to look at the bedside table and saw his wallet sitting there the way he had left it last night after removing the condom packet. He told himself he really did trust her, as he picked it up and check its contents. Everything was still there and he smiled and nodded his satisfaction that he had been right.

~~~

At 1400 hours that afternoon he boarded the huge grey military aircraft and took his seat, then watched the last view of the city as the tail pulled up and closed. The note was carefully tucked away and his buddies had told him he was looking way too happy for someone going off to be shot at. As the last patch of sky was shut out he made a silent promise, God willing, he was coming back to find his girl Royal.

~#~