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After what seemed like an eternity, the door to the stateroom suddenly burst open. In walked an older officer, whom I had never seen before. A hefty though fleshy gentleman, he introduced himself as the ship’s Chaplain. “What’s your name, son?“ he asked reassuringly. “Drury, Sir,“ I responded as I wondered what tack he’d take. [...] Having sat there in silence, for a few moments, I finally blurted out, “I didn’t know what else to do. I was so disappointed by the Navy’s failure to satisfy the insatiable longing for self-fulfillment, that has afflicted me since puberty, I could not bear the additional pain of the remorse I felt after having [...] Just then, the Corpsman popped back into sick bay. “I want ya to come with me,“ he commanded. “Your division officer, Lt. Smith, would like to see ya in his stateroom.“ Nervous as hell, I sprang to my feet and followed him down the passageway, to a ladder that led up to officer’s country. While [...] |
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