The Boys in Blue Ch. 17

"You'd better have some lunch before you go, I hope you like turkey there's mass's left," she said.

"I'll go and get changed, while you prepare it."

When he came back down he was in his uniform, lunch was on the kitchen table along with a package in tinfoil.

"I've put a leg and some breast in there for you in case the mess is closed when you get back."

She sat watching him eat; when he had finished he stood up,

"I have to get going darling, I'll ring to let you know I've arrived."

She walked with him to the car, were he kissed her.

"Drive carefully darling," she whispered as he started the car.

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It was after eight by the time he arrived at Renton the roads icy from the frost. After phoning her to let her know he had arrived safely, he went to bed.

Over the next month Robert was kept busy, they had finally chosen the four new pilots. Flying Officer's Peter Hynes, Steve Inns and Keith Osmond and Pilot Officer Eric Green, all four were in their early twenties and had hours in Harriers in their log books.

He had been impressed with their keenness when they joined the squadron; he had left it to Tim to introduce them to the other members of the squadron, and they soon began to fit in. Taff had been showing them over the A10's that had now arrived, and you could see they were itching to get them into the air. They left for Fort Call in the second week of February, to the envy of the other pilots who would gladly exchange the cold of England for the heat of the Arizona desert.

Alan had been called away to a meeting in London; on his return he summoned Robert and Tim to his office.

"The brass," he began, "have decided that they want to keep A10's in service throughout the year. The plan is to keep four at Camp Bastion on ready alert constantly, to do that; we will have to break the squadron into three flights of four, Red, Blue and Green Flights. The tours will be reduced to eighteen weeks, which allows for a week hand over period. You will decide who makes up those flights. As you both know the January, April period is the quite period out there whilst the May, August is the main active one, things quietening down from September through to December.

The plan is to take effect this coming September, so I'd like you both to sort out the flights."

They took their leave of Alan and returned to Robert's office, after two hours of discussion it was decided that Robert's Red flight, would comprise of Bill, Peter Hynes and Eric Green. Tim's Blue flight of Tom, Steve Inns and Keith Osmond,

Dave Sales would head up Green Flight with Dick, Bob and Jim, the idea being, to introduce the new pilots who had no combat experience gradually into the war zone.

Robert would take the September tour and Tim the January, as Dave had the most experienced flight he would have May period, the first year.

That only left Robert with the task of sorting out the logistics of ground crews, spares and munitions, which he knew he would have to bring Taff into the planning of the new mission directive.

He had managed to keep in touch with Terry on the laptop, at the moment she was in Berlin, the show selling out to packed audiences, from there the show moved to Zurich and ended at Paris, at the end of the month.

The squadron was scheduled to fly out midweek of the second week of March; they would have seven days together before hand.

He'd explained this to her and asked her to decide how she wanted to spend it, as yet she had not decided.

He'd mentioned this to Tim and was surprised that Sue was stalling to; also Tim said, Bill and Tom were in the same boat. There up to something Robert thought, he was determined to find out that night when he contacted her.

When her face appeared on the screen, he wasted no time in asking her what she wanted to do about his leave.

"I'm sorry to have taken so long darling," she began 'but I was torn between spending it alone with you or our making up a party with the others.

In the end, we decided that you can't spend a week just making love to each other, and we wanted to make the week fun for you all, so we decided to use the hotel again, if that's all right with you."

"In the first place I could easily spend a week doing nothing else, but make love to you, morning noon and night. In the second place, the three hooligans could probably do the same."

She grinned, "It's a nice thought, but your bodies couldn't keep up the pace, any way you would get bored doing the same thing. And it does give us girls a chance to wear clothes and dance and swim and the other," giving a sexy chuckle, "so what do you think?"

"Well thanks for your vote of confidence, in my abilities," he said, "but if that's what you want, I'll go along with it."

"Oh, thank you darling, because we've already booked the rooms."

He was shown to their room by a porter; the girls had not yet arrived, and so he unpacked and had a shower, he was emerging from the bathroom in a bath robe when she came in to the room her case on the bed were the porter had left it.

She had just removed her leather coat when she saw him, and then she was in his arms. His lips pressing against hers, their tongues probing, she could feel his hands on her bottom squeezing pulling her into him. Then his hands lifting the polo shirt over her head then releasing her breasts from the cups as his lips enclosed them. She groaned as he rekindled the fire in her body, which had lain dormant for so long, too long.

He had unfastened her jeans his hands pushing them down urgently as she pulled the tie of the bathrobe grasping him, he gasped as her hand moved, then she gave a silent scream has his fingers found her; she was already moist her body aching with desire. She wanted him inside of her now she could hold out no longer; she hooked her leg over his waist releasing the ties of her thong as she guided him.

The fury of their passion had surprised her she had climaxed twice before she had felt his release; her nipples felt sore from where he had gorged upon them. She knew she should go to the bathroom, but wanted to stay a few more moments in his arms, revelling in the warm glow of the aftermath of their love.

The days passed quickly, too quickly, the all did the same things that they had done on the previous occasion, but this time there was a subtle difference, which he couldn't quite put his finger on.

Terry with her women's intuition explained it.

"There not playing around anymore like they did before, it's become more serious for them all. It's moved on from just sex to I think love," she said.

Robert was at first dubious until July announced that she and Bill were getting engaged that night. During the course of the night Sue had a word with him,

"Robbie I have to resign my commission as your dildo, Tim,'s asked me to marry him, and I've accepted," she whispered in his ear.

"That's great news Sue," he said, "so you have finally fallen in love?"

"It's surprised me Robbie but yes."

When Tim announced it, Tom fell onto his knees taking Carol's hand in his.

"Carol would you make me the happiest man on the planet and consent to being my wife, the pay isn't bad for a Flying Officer."

A big smile broke out on Carols face.

"I'd have killed you if you hadn't asked me, what with July and Sue getting engaged."

"Well as this seems to be an evening for announcements," Robert said, "I'm afraid that you and Bill are no longer Flying Officers, you've both been promoted to Flight Lieutenants, effective when you return to Renton, I was going to tell you both when we got back, but tonight seems as good a time as any."

"Well," said Tim, "it seems we have something to celebrate," ordering a bottle of Champagne.

Later as the six were dancing Terry whispered to him, "I feel sorry for the girls they are going to have to go through, what I have to go through, each time you go over there from now on."

"Yes darling, it's hard on you I know but like me they have something to live for now, and that will bring them home," he replied.

"What are your plans now?" He asked to change the subject.

"Oh, I'm taking the family out to the villa in three weeks, and there's talk of another album that should start in May or June. The record company is keen for me to do a couple of duets with Charles May; he's a big American operatic star over there," she said.

"Never heard of him," he replied.

"That doesn't surprise me; you had never heard of me prior to our meeting," she chuckled.

The day came for they're leaving; the girls walked out to the car park with them to say their final good byes. Terry was trying hard to smile for him, but her eyes were glassy with repressed tears.

"It won't be long darling," he whispered as he held her.

"It will seem like a life time to me," she said her voice breaking.

He kissed her tenderly feeling the first tear on his cheek. "Terry I love you so much it hurts." He murmured feeling her body shaking with her sobs.

"Just come back to me, that's all I want, please," she sobbed.

Orders had changed when the four had returned to Renton, Robert, Tim, Bill and Tom would be going out, but Dave, Dick, Bob and Jim would stay until July when they would relieve Robert's flight.

The new orders dismayed the four knowing that Camp Bastion did not have the same WI FI coverage as Kandahar had so contact with their girls would be scarce.

The only good aspect of the orders was that at least Dave would be able to undertake the training of the four new pilots when the returned from America.

To be continued