the pornstar and the wounded warrior

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Erica Michaels
Age: 34

5 feet 5 inches tall

125 pounds

Brown hair

blue eyes

34D and yes their natural.

Porn star Erica Michaels is reading a large stack of fan mail when she see's a letter with a Texas postmark on it she carefully opens the envelope and begins to read the letter.

"Dear Miss Michaels my name Maria and I am writer on behalf of my brother Martin he is a former rifleman with the USMC and was badly hurt while serving overseas many years ago."

"After he was released from the hospital he came to live with me and over the last few years he had fallen in a deep depression one night I saw him masturbating while watching one of your porn movies."

"And he told me you are his favorite porn-star so I decided to write to you asking for an autograph picture or DVD even a reply to this letter would be appreciated very much.

Sincerely Maria Lincoln."

Erica was deeply touched by this letter and she located one of her glossy pictures a DVD and a sharpie pen and she began to autograph the items but she thought to herself.

"I can't just send an autograph and a reply to this letter after what this man went through serving his country I must pay him a personal visit."

So she made a few phone calls packed a bag and headed for Texas when she reached the airport. Erica met with Maria and they headed for the house when they go to their destination.

they went inside before going into Martin's room Maria turned to Erica and she said. "What your going to see will scare the hell out of you."

Erica walked quietly into the young veteran's room and she said "Hi Martin how are you doing today?"
 
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Martin Lincoln
Age: 33
5 feet 12 inches tall
130 pounds
Black hair
Green eyes

Today was one of those days again.

The ones where that black hole just seemed to be all around and to be swallowing you whole. When you feel like the world has turned its back on you and that nothing would ever be right again.

He was sitting on the edge of his bed, looking at the framed medals. Bravery and Valor. Yeah he knew all about that. He knew what it took to drag your wounded friends from a burning vehichle. Knew just how it felt for that same vehicle to go up in a blaze of flames and how it felt to kiss hell and still walk away from it.

He was a lucky one they had said. Lucky his ass.

He tossed the frame on the bed where it bounced and landed on the carpet. He moodily got up to look outside. He didn't hear the door open nor the entrance. The words caught him by surprise and out of reflex he wanted to snap back that he wasn't doing at all, but he knew that voice....

Nah it couldn't be...

It was with trepidation that he turned around and he had to blink, yes it was her...he had to pinch himself...and he did so and she still stood there, looking at him...

"I uhm...I'm ok thanks."

No wait! She shouldn't be looking at him! He turned away quickly to hide his disfigurement from her.
 
Erica walked into the room and she looked at Martins scar covered face and she kissed him. Then she saw the framed medal's display case and placed it on the dresser.

They went over to the bed and sat down next to each other.

" Martin Your probably wondering what I am doing here your sister Maria wrote me a letter and she told me what happened to you."

"and requested an autograph but I decided to pay you a visit instead."
 
He felt trapped when she came closer to him, then she looked at him and he had no choice, he had to look back...there wasn't shock, nor that pity that always upset him so much. She saw him as a person...

And then she kissed him, stunning him completely. She pulled him over to his bed after picking up and setting his medal case on the dresser, taking a seat next to him. Well to be honest he was not certain that he was maybe dreaming, but it sure didn't look like it.

"Uhm...well..."

He chuckled self-consciously, "Not very often that I have to tell somebody about myself. Well my name is Martin Lincoln, thirty three years old, former Marine, served two tours in Iraq and got honorably discharged for medical reasons. I like to go jogging, clears the mind and I like swimming. I don't prefer either season and well I used to like to go out and dance, now not so much."

Did he babble? No so far not, he just hoped that he didn't start to.

"Uhm well I grew up in this town, went to school and college here and I joined the army right after I finished studying. How about you? What can you tell me about yourself?"
 
well my names Erica Michaels I'm 34 years old I was born and raised in a small town I also love to be outside but I enjoy running instead of jogging I also love to read.

And in general I love to be outside and I have been a porn star since 2001.
 
Well it was almost unreal to believe that he was sitting there with a small town girl turned big star in the porn industry. What made it more unreal was that she acted like a neighbor who just popped over for a quick chat.

"Well the outdoors is nice, but it almost signifies survival to me." He chuckled, "Sorry I am not used to visitors, would you like something to drink perhaps?"
 
"Yes I would love to" so Erica and Martin leave his bedroom and go to the kitchen an grab a couple of soda's from the refrigerator.
 
He led the way to the back porch where a swing bench stood, he offered her a seat and sat down next to her. The back yard contained a small swimming pool and grass, at the far end there was some targets set up with a solid backstop and it was obvious that it wasn't in use, neither was the pool, even though it was clean and inviting, there was no sign of anybody actually using it.

He smiled and pulled out his wallet, "I want to show you something. Guys mocked me in the base about this."

He flipped open the wallet and in the laminated pouch was a photo of Erica taken from one of her photoshoots.

"They really had a field day with me and my "girlfriend", teasing me every chance they got."

He looked at the photo and then back at her, "Photo doesn't do the real thing justice though."
 
Erica looked at the photograph then at martin and she said "Its beautiful and I think its sweet that you carry it. and thank you for the compliment." Erica looked down at Martin's scar covered hands and she gently took a hold of one of them.
 
Martin looked down at her hand as it held his own, it seemed so small, yet felt so soft and cool on his own skin. He smiled slightly and looked up at her, "Well it is my pleasure."
 
Erica looked at Martin's handsome scar covered face and she kissed it repeatedly.
 
For the next hour she kissed the young man's face and occasionally his hands.
 
When she started to kiss his face, he was surely not shocked, just...surprised. It wasn't like it wasn't a source of several of his personal vindications towards himself. She kissed his hands and he for the first time since the incident felt like he could actually carry these scars with the pride of a survivor...though her constant soft kisses on the scar tissue did much to his undertaxed libido
 
"Martin am I hurting you? do you want me to stop kissing you?"
 
He gave her a smile, "No you're not hurting me. Its just...I am a little bit surprised. It's been a very long time since anybody kissed me, or even took the time to spend time with me. I am just surprised."
 
When Erica heard Martin's words she felt a mixture of anger and sadness after all Martin was a nice handsome man scars and all.

"well I will show you as much affection as possible and I will spend lots of time with you."
 
He looked surprised at her, that was the last thing he would have expected, but then again...she did come out all the way here to see him and he was not appreciating that to the fullest now was he? He gave her a smile,

"How about we try that again? With my participation this time?"
 
"That sounds good let me start first".

Erica placed her hands on Martin's broad shoulders and she kissed him passionately every single ounce of passion desire and ecstasy went into this kiss.
 
Well it was one of those moments that you did not want to believe to be real and yet it was. He returned her kiss, one hand resting on her side as he returned the kiss in equal measure.

Damn she sure knew how to draw a guy into a kiss and he did not mind, no he did not mind at all.
 
Her words caught him by surprise, he never in his wildest dreams would have thought that she of all persons would say those words to him.

"What the lady want the lady should receive." He smiled at her
 
Erica took Martin's hand "why don't we go to bed, I want to make you happy very happy."
 
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