What the hell happened?

Some noise or other sensation alerted two combat experienced veterans. Neither reacted immediately. Keeping their eyes closed, they began checking out their condition, trying to figure out what is wrong.

Kurz could tell he was lying down, face up. His mouth felt raw, lips swollen but no loose or missing teeth.

Melissa knew she sprawled out, face down. Her jaw felt like it had been unhinged or stretched.

His face felt sticky and hoped it wasn't blood, his blood.

Melissa felt stickiness on her face and thought "Better not be someone's brains this time."

His back felt stiff, like he had strained to lift or hold something heavy.

Her back hurt, like she been thrown against something.

His groin hurt like someone had just barely connected but also felt sticky. "Oh, God," he thought. "Not a knife wound, not there!"

Her breasts hurt probably from her sprawled position, she also felt sticky down her front and groin.

His right fingers were stuck together like he had stuck his fingers on or into a wound.

She felt some discomfort in her pussy. "Damn catheter still in place for the piddlepak. Guys have it easy with the hookup they use."

He couldn't feel his left arm and it felt like it was trapped.

She still felt a bit groggy and her head hurt.

His head hurt and he didn't want to move so he opened his right eye to look around. He saw overturned furniture, cans and bottles on the floor. "Just a bar brawl," he thought. The stickiness on his face, hand and groin was probably just spilled or thrown beer that dried. He did wonder why security didn't find him on the sweep through the bar.

She was confused and wondered how and why she couldn't remember the action she must have been in. "Why hasn't SAR come in for pickup yet?" she thought. "I'll just rest until they come." She opened her eyes when she a nearby noise.

Kurz turned his head to see what was immobilizing his left arm. He couldn't help making a squeaking noise but he did wonder if he could chew his arm off and make a quick escape. "Oh my God." Kurz thought. "Well, only one thing to do." Kurz smiled a bright smile and said. "Good Morning, Sergeant Major!"

Melissa saw Kurz's face, heard his cheery greeting, then, groggily, closed her eyes again. She opened them again.

"Yup, he's still there," she thought. "Must have been in the same action and we got together to wait for SAR."

She looked at his face and head for injuries but saw nothing major, just minor bruising and scratches. She looked down the rest of his body and blinked.

"Kurz," she started out in a low tone that built to a shout. "Why, don't you have any clothes on?" She jumped up and said. "You better have good excuse for this, mister. You're facing some serious charges for obviously being drunk and disorderly, as well as being out of uniform. What. you think this is funny?"

Kurz had been looking her up and down and grinning when he should be shaking in his (non-existent) boots. All of sudden, she realized it was somewhat cool and she was getting goosebumps.

"Oh no," she thought. She looked down at herself and made her own squeaky sound. "Don't you dare look," she said, realizing it was a little too late for that.

When he started laughing and kept looking, she started kicking him on his chest and then realized something.

"Shit, all I'm doing is giving him a better look at my pussy."

She looked around and realized they were in her room. She stomped off to the bathroom to check her own injuries and take a shower.

Kurz stopped laughing and got up from the floor. Looking around the room, he thought a tornado had hit the room.

He got to thinking. "If it wasn't a bar brawl, then it isn't beer on my face and hand."

He lifted his hand to his nose and smelled a musky odor just as Mellisa started yelling. "Is this CUM all over me? "

Melissa took a hot shower, in fact, it was the longest, hottest, shower she had ever taken. After she got out and dried herself, she took stock of her "injuries". She could plainly see hickies and bitemarks, especially on her breasts. She guessed the best way to find out what had happened, unfortunately, would be to sit down ASAP and "debrief" Kurz. Resigning herself to what would probably be an embarrassing ordeal, she finished drying her hair and brushed her teeth with her electric toothbrush. Bundling her used towels and washcloths into the hamper, she reluctantly laid out new ones for Kurz to use.

"Ought to send him back to his quarters the way he is," she thought. "But Rumor Central would have gossip around the base in a heartbeat!"

Leaving the bathroom, wearing a robe, she looked around and saw that Kurz had been busy. He had wrapped a towel around his waist and had not only picked up the trash, set the furniture to rights but also had started water on the stove.

He said. "I didn't know what you would like, so, after the water is hot, you can make coffee or tea."

Surprised that he had made himself useful, Melissa motioned him towards the bathroom.

She said. "Just get cleaned up and no snooping in there."

About one minute after he had entered the bathroom, Melissa heard a buzzing, humming sound and Kurz saying "OOPS."

Melissa ran to the bathroom, yelling as she ran. "Dammit, Kurz, I told you no snoop..."

She fell silent as she looked into the bathroom. Kurz was looking at her with a startled expression.

He said. "I'm not snooping, I just knocked your toothbrush into the sink and it turned on by itself."

He started to get the look of a lightbulb flashing on and before he could say anything, a redfaced Melissa stalked back to the kitchen to make some coffee. A short time later, Kurz came out of the bathroom, still wearing a towel. He didn't have a smirk or smile on his face like she expected.

He just said. "I'm afraid the clothes I wore are a little grubby and smell a bit. Would you mind if I could wash them here? That way I'll look presentable if anyone sees me leaving your quarters."

She showed him where the little washer/dryer for her quarters were. While he was loading the washer, she had a sudden thought. "He is worried about rumors? I would have thought he would be happy for his reputation as a ladies man."

Kurz returned to the table with Melissa and they both sat down, on opposite sides, naturally. They looked at each other, then down at table, and back to looking at each other. When it appeared the silence would continue forever, they both started to speak at the same time.

Melissa said. "We need to..." but he cut her off by saying, very solemnly. "I'm sorry for anything that happened and take full responsibility. Whatever action or charges you want or need to place on me, I accept completely."

Taken aback by a side of Kurz she didn't recognize, she said. "First, we need to figure out what happened. Second, we're both adults and are responsible for our own actions. Third, if it's an infraction of regulations, well, I'll decide what to do at that point" She then said with a fake spanish accent. "In the meantime, you have some splaining to do."