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“Blisters?”
“NO!”
“Ohhh my gosh, my junk is itching something fierce!” Selkirk wailed painfully. “If one of you guys gave me something that rots ‘my buddy’ off, nobody will find your body – and I’m not joking!”
“He calls it ‘his buddy’…” Peña laughed.
“It’s not funny!”
“I wonder if Perry is the contagious one?”
“I bet it’s something in the detergent,” Eric said nervously, scratching himself again as Selkirk grimaced, scratching once more.
“Forget it! I give up!” Talbot snapped angrily, his hand down his pants and scratching. “I’m sorry – but this itches too badly.”
“This is awful…” Selkirk whined, doing the same. “I’m going to medical.”
“Me too.”
“What are you guys doing?”
“Going to medical!” Peña laughed, scratching himself again. “We got something from your mother last week, Ortega…”
“Man, shut up, Peña…” the man waved him off – and scratched himself, too.
Several of them broke formation and started to head towards the clinic, all scratching at their privates painfully, causing a ripple of laughter from the other team that was doing their physical training exercises for the day too.
“Problems over there, Romeo Squad? Is there too much lovin’ going on in your barracks?” a man yelled, causing more laughter… and Eric was pretty sure his face couldn’t get more red.
He was hot, tired, embarrassed, and itching something terribly as they burst into the clinic, only to face several surprised faces. Three women looked up at them, eyes widening.
“Can we help you, fellas?”
“Have I mentioned how glad I am Houghton is leaving?” Selkirk said in a loud whisper behind his hand over his shoulder to anyone behind him, not caring who heard him.
“We’re itching,” Peña blurted out, not holding back.
“I see that,” a woman with a stenciled name on her shirt that said ‘Beck’ grinned, “You, behind the curtain and disrobe.”
“Ladies, I’m free Friday night…”
“No thanks,” another nurse laughed. “Not a chance with you itching at your privates like that… private.”
“I’m a corporal.”
“Still not interested,” she smiled.
“This one goes last,” Beck said sweetly, winking at Selkirk. “He’s waiting for Houghton to come back from the supply lockers.”
“Awww mannnnn….” Selkirk whined as the rest of them were sectioned off behind curtains and told to strip down.
Eric removed everything and wondered what could be causing him to itch so badly, only to hear Captain Logan enter the clinic.
“Where’s Houghton?”
“Storage lockers sir. He went to get more narcotics.”
“I’ll take a free sample!”
