As they entered the outskirts of yet another town, Steve warned him there’d be a half-hour layover. Since the soldier had been on the bus for better than three days, Steve offered the use of a private shower in the back of the combination truck-stop/bus depot that was available to drivers. Jimmy jumped on the offer, glad that he had one more clean Class A uniform in his bag.
The shower was the finest thing he’d experienced since…well, since college boy’s blowjob. In fact, the shower might have had a slight edge. He applied the razor again to take off the little bit of stubble that had accumulated in the past few hours and the toothbrush to take off the double cheeseburger he’d devoured a few minutes earlier. Man, he looked like a million dollars even if he said so himself.
The bus was al
