The Return

papillon24

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Min Tran (Mina)

The last three years were harsh. The crisis in Vietnam took many or our boys away from their loved ones, including my Derik. I feared everyday for him as I waited anxiosly for his letters. At least every other day one arrived at my door. Once a week small gifts and trinkets from the far east arrived as well. He never forgot or anniversary in all the time he was gone. This coming may would be our fouth as a married couple. The war had taken him away from me a year after our marriage.

I watched though the shades of the windows in anticipation. Outside the wind blew and the white flurries of snow danced on the balcony. I was happy the fire made my appartment so cozy and warm. Winters in New York were harsh especially when one was alone. It was hard for me as well. People looked down on me and many time accused me of being a spy due to my immagration from Vietnam to america six years prior to the war.

I wondered what it would be like with him back with me, for him to be in my arms again. I have dreamed of this day forever, or at least it felt like it. I wondered if he would look at me different now. I had seen those who had returned and how the men would glare at me as I would pass them on the streets.

I looked over at the old mantle clock and relieze I had gotten caught up in my daydreaming. 10:00!! I quickly rushed to dress myself. I wanted to be my at my best when I met him at the airport this afternoon. I slipped on a conservative blue dress over my delicate frame and matched it up with a pair of black pumps to elongate my legs. He always loved the way my legs looked. I clipped my long black hair into a flower clip and put a bit of makeup on to accent my features.

I ran out the door quickly hopping onto the subway to make it accross town.

The airport was crowded with women, childen and elders as we waited for the plane to land and bring our boys home from their long journy. I crowded in with them watching and waiting for my Derrik.

OOC:Looking for a romantic male writer to play Derrik
 
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Derrik

It had been a long plane ride. we stopped in Hawaii to refuel, and we all got off the plane except the few non-walking wounded. It was great to have our feet on American soil again after so long, even in an airport where we were isolated from the public. The few of us that had Honolulu as their destination were separated and we all said our farewells, and they disappeared through a door, and the rest of us reloaded for the next leg of our trip

I could walk, but my left sleeve was empty where my arm used to be, and I had a patch over trhe missing eye. I had never told Mina, as I didnt want her to worry, but I knew she would be in shock when she saw me. Soon it would be that time, as the plane neared CONUS. We stopped again in San Francisco, and more of us deplaned with more hugs and tearful farewells.

The rest of us were headed to New York, where we would be processed and be dispersed back into the civilian world. The plane was now half empty. My seatmate was gone and i had no one to talk to. The thoughts came about my sweet wife whom I hadnt seen for so long. I had to wonder if she would still love me. We were older now, and I was a lot more worldly after being away at war for so long. We started to descend, and the seatbelts sign came on with the announcement to prepare for landing. We touched down and taxied to the jetway, and everything stayed still until they finally opened the doors and we started to de-plane.
 
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Mina

I watched as the plane taxied down the runway towards us. My heart pounded as I waited. I didn't even notice the stares from the people around me as I pushed my 5'3 frame though the crowd. I heard the names though that they called me when I passed. "killer" was what rang in my ears.

I wondered if Derrik would see me that way. I shook the thought from my mind. Another thought passed though. One that had haunted my dreams for the last three years. Was he faithful to me or was it like so many stories I heard from others. I tried to shake that thought from my head as well.

The doors of the plane opened as the engines of the plane came to a roaring stop and the crowd was silent. I watched as the men got off the plane one by one asn families ran to greet them with large hugs, kisses and tears of joy. As the soldiers passed and erie feeling came over me as they stared and cowered away sheilding their families from my gaze.

I turned my attention back to the plane as the last soldiers got off and joined with their families. I wanted to forget forever those hateful looks of pain that I saw in their eyes. When I turned my attention back to the door I saw him appear. His appreance was not what I had expected and a tear cam to my eye but I cared not about that. All I cared is that he was home. The stories would come later.

I hurried past the gates and ran to him jumping to embrace the man I had missed for so long.
 
Derrik

It hadnt occurred to me during the trip home but many times in Nam I wondered if Mina was having sex. Ever since I had known her she seemed happiest with a cock in her, preferably in her mouth. We had talked about swinging and trading partners and she was willing, even anvious, but although tempted several times we never actually got to it before I left for Nam.

The thought came to me as we stopped at the jetway to disembark. I was in the rear of the plane ond one of the last ones off. With my stuff in my one arm, I looked around at a flood of welcomers, and a lot of hugging and kissing going on when I spotted her running towards me. I gave her a hug and a big kiss and she started to cry I wasnt sure if it was happiness to see me alive and well, or being upset over my injuries, but she told me that she had gotten a lot of crap from the other welcomers because she is Asian, although Korean, not Vietnamese and had been in the US since early childhood and speaks better English than any of them

Having gone through customs in Hawaii, we headed for the baggage claim area, cordoned off by a line of police and security guards from a bunch of war protesters carrying signs and banners and shouting that we were "Baby Killers" and such. Mina told me she had come to the airport in the subway, so we tried to get a cab. We were now out on the street away from te secured area and the protesters were close and spit and threw stuff on us. The first two cabs refused to serve us, and with only one arm I hesitated to do what I wanted - beat hell out of them. Finally one agreed to take us and in the back seat, as soon as Mina gave him directions for the long ride we kissed as she unbuttoned my pants and soon had my cock in her mouth as the driver watched her in his mirror
 
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