Sniper's Birthday

Yesterday was Sniper's Birthday and I was able to share his birthday with him and his family. His mom spent all day cooking Mexican food and I am doing it a disservice be describing her food as "Awesome Shit." She makes the best damn Mexican food I have ever tasted. Before dinner, we had went out to the airport to pickup another Marine (Wingman) one of his close friends coming into town to help him drive back home on Wednesday. So we decided since this was going to be one of the last times available, before his deployment, that he was going to get Wingman fucked up. And that he did. That man is funny without out drinking and with a glass or to many to count of 7/7 he is even more hilarious. After his family went to bed the three of us decided the night was to young (2300) and lets hit some bars. We stopped at one, a biker bar at that, and we each had a drink. Oh yah, I was drinking right along with the two of them and didn't think after our New Year's I would touch the stuff for awhile. Well that lasted.......a day. So, at the bar not much was happening and very few people there, other than some drunk ass fool who stood about 6 inches from my ass and kept checking me out. Now, I had my arms wrapped around Snipper and Wingman was sitting just a little to my right. This dumb ass stood there for a good 3 minutes. I watched the instant change from Sniper's happy go lucky face to that of a Marine / Warrior protecting his princess, me. I turned around and sure enough this fool couldn't stop staring. I could see where this was going and I sure and the hell didn't want to have to pick up two Marines from Jail, so we left. They assured me they wouldn't be going to jail, but he would not tolerate anyone checking me out. OK......I can accept that. Well, in this small town, on a Monday evening, there really isn't much night life. So, where do we end up....a Titty Bar in another city. Yeah that's right you heard me, I went with the two of them to a strip club. Believe me I don't live a sheltered life. Besides, why not put some happiness on to my Marine who won't be able to see anything for a very long time that up close and personal, along with sharing this experience with his princess. I won't tell the whole story because that's more information then I want to share. But, I will say I paid them to put his cute ass up on stage and watch three woman fondle him and give him a awesome lap dance. I am not worried, I know where he sleeps at night and who he is touching. I am 100% secure in my relationship with him. He absolutely loved it. Let's just say the evening went very well when we got home. He now has a helluva memory to hold tight to him to help carry him over for the next 15 months and so do I. We are now counting down by hours until he leaves to return back to base. He will be leaving around 1400 Wednesday. It's getting harder the closer it comes to saying until next year...... dyzgoneby