At the beginning

Oh... right... might as well start here.

This is my tent. Well, it’s more like someone sewed six smaller tents to three sides of one large one. I share it with four “bunk mates”, as the women would say. Three of them are fellow lower ranking “sectors” (short for “sex doctor”) and our supervisor.

The sixth room? The Jane. Yeah... five men sharing one bathroom, it’s as fun as it sounds.

So, each of us has our own private space to do our work in.

Let me get dressed in my day uniform and I’ll introduce you to the ladies.

The day uniform is your basic men’s duty uniform. Heavy coat, pleated skirt, heels and a beret. Between you and me... whoever invented Olive drab is on my list after that fucking bugle player...

So, let’s head outside into the common area.

My room is furthers to the left of the main area. To my right is Jack Dobbs. Dim as a busted lightbulb, but hotter than the sun. How he got here is beyond me

Next is Michael Burke. The camp CO basically has him all to herself. She has a fetish for cubby boys and Michael is about as close to it as you can get when dealing with the army.

After that is Taylor Taylor. Yeah, weird I know. His wife’s last name is Taylor, and if your married someone rich enough to send you to meet school, I’d wouldn’t give a crap what your last name is. I think he said his maiden name was smith or Swift or something like that. Something with an S. We call him TT for short. Anyway, He’s a sweet kid, fresh out of medical school. He’s still getting used to working out here. Serious difference between studying Sexual Therapy in a book and having to practice it in a war zone.

Rounding out our quintet is our Matron, Philip Patrice. He wrote the book on sexual therapy and sometimes if you’re lucky, he’ll shut up about it and talk about something else for the five entire minutes. I thing it’s his “Father I’d like to fuck“ That makes this somewhat barable.

Beats having to constantly have sex with people you’re not interested in.

I should point this out now... Full disclosure, all five of us are gay.

The army likes to promote this so we won’t get attached to our patients. Instead we get attached to each other, mostly.

“Morning lover boy.” Jack says as he walks past me, pinching my butt as he goes. Yeah, we banged last night. I am so going to have him when this is over all to myself...

Come on, let’s see the rest of the camp.