Cry of Soldier (you should be +18 years old to read that)

She was singing while streaming her fingers through the strings of her guitar. She was absolutely naked. The solders kept looking at her. The soldiers kept listening to her voice to the soft melodies. None of them made any slight initial to approach a scene. The girl’s body, so sweet, so nubile, and so large, how could you possibly not to stare at it for 5 seconds at least? However, the soldiers were aware of what could happen if someone of them would make even slight hint toward the woman as to the object of sex and joy. Then, this someone would surely be beaten by the girls boyfriend or even sent to jail for 6 years at least. The girl moved the gitar aside and stood up stroking her large breast. The soldiers, who sat a little bit close to scene, could see the incredibly long and graceful legs of the singer. Those ones who sat in the first raw were strongly embraced by the crispy-fragrant porfume which came from the girl's body. Meanwhile, she was striding across the scene and beaming. Her burly,full of integrity boyfriend was intensively watched her moves. He also kept his eye on the soldiers. The boyfriend's name was Garry, and he was neither higher nor lower the others man in rank. Here he had only one advantage, Garry had a girlfriend while his fellows didn't. - Hey you, stop starring at her! She is my girlfriend!, he yelled at one junior lieutenant, who made some slight movement with his lips which was resembled a kiss. - I am sorry, Garry, but I really didn't do anything, became protesting the guy. - I have seen you sending her a kiss, said Garry. It is very bad thing to do, Jerry. The girl looked at Jerry with eyes full of resent - Listen you boy - behave! Othewise, you will spend the rest of your life behind the bars. Then she appoached to the table and took one glass from here. Genly, the girls squirted small amount of milk from her breast into it. Then, she beackoned the other man, Norman, who kept pressing his lips: do you want some? The man didn't answer. He simply stood from his chair and moved right to the exit without looking at anyone. - Jerry, get out from the Theather Hall!, roared Garry. You are getting crazy! Why did Garry say that? Maybe because Jerry again did something pricky? No he didn't even look at the girl since the moment he got rebuke. He was sitting facing the ground. The tears where running down his cheeks. He knew, that he like the rest of many other soldiers would never experience the sweet love with a beautiful and lovely lady. Their are soldiers for the rest of their lives. The lives of constant fights, smoke, and horror. They are not worthy. They are destinied to fight and die in the battle. Now Jerry, stood up, and without looking at the Garry and at his girlfriend silently left the studio. He was the loser like the rest of other guys. The girl laugh at the guys: You are group of morons will not get even the thread from my underwear. You are not as strong as powerful as my boyfriend. You know why? Because you always treat them as the piece of sexual pleasure. You never respect us girls as the individuals. You are so bloody mean guys. So you don't deserve any girlfriend on your sides because we are girls way too good for you. You are bunch of losers! Garry begin laughing too pointing his finger at the people who used to share the dinner with him, at the people some of whom didn't leave him dying on the grass, but picked him up and directed to the hospital. Garry strong man with the lovely girlfriend, and the rest of his fellow, dumb losers. In this life, only the guys like Garry would enjoy time spending with really sweet and nice lady, while guys like Jerry and Norman would be sent down the Hell to pick up the garbage. Oh stupid crying soldiers!