***NOTE*** I have many Marine Corps sisters as well, but this particular post is about my male Marine friends.

True Story, but the names have been changed to protect…..

I made a ton of friends while I was in the Corps, but one seems to stick out above the rest. When I PCSd to MCAS Cherry Point and joined VMAQ-2 just before they officially split into three squadrons, I worked in a small shop of about eight Marines, and the Marine that handled my OJT was named Jim (names changed to protect the guilty). Jim and I became great friends when we deployed together to Iwakuni, Japan, in 1992.

His last deployment to Japan was notoriously named Det X-tended as they were supposed to be there for 180 days and ended up being there for more than 400 days. But that extended deployment allowed Jim to get to know Iwakuni, which he shared with me. In our off time, we were always hanging out and pranking each other and other Marines in the squadron.

One of my favorite stories to tell was the day that he changed the combinations to the vault that we worked in and he took the only copy with him into the vault, realized he forgot something, set the combo down, locked the vault, and got what he needed. Of course, he couldn’t remember the combo.

In a panic, he called me to see if I knew it, which I didn’t because I hadn’t used it yet. The call went something like this “Average Joe, I messed up really bad, I locked the combo in the van, do you know it….“, “Can you come and help me, I’m really freaking out“. Being the good friend that I am, I immediately dropped what I was doing (nothing) and made my way to where Jim was at. As I make my way through the hanger to the tarmac, I’m slowing down, looking to my left and right, waiting for him to prank me. I turn the corner and the vans are on site. I look all around, just waiting for a bucket of water or similar to be tossed at me. As I turn the final corner I see Jim, passing back and forth, really freaking out. Sure enough, he did exactly what he said he had done. I told him that I didn’t know it, he hadn’t shared it with everyone yet, and he was going to do that tomorrow.

So, Jim is wearing a hole in the tarmac, pacing back and forth. Now Jim always had something funny to day and as he was pacing he said “Man, I wish I could smoke a joint and get really small and sneak in through the drain hole in the bottom of the van“. OMG, I’m trying not to laugh, because he was freaking serious.

Long story short, we had to tell our OIC, who is a total bag of dicks. The next day as we are waiting for the locksmith to arrive, our OIC is scolding both of us, as if I had anything to do with this. But like a good friend, I stood there alongside Jim and took my punishment.

Oh, I miss those days, when we were so young, dumb, and full of cum. Life was so much less complicated somehow. I miss hanging out with Jim, but we still talk via email now, I hope someday in the future we can get together and hang out and talk in person.