Lee Roy Haynes

(It's a Town Full of Losers, and I'm Pulling out of Here to Win -- Come on, Mitch, if you insist!)

Warning: Strong language, descriptions of sexual assault, violent images.

Corporal Lee Roy Haynes

05:22 hours

6/15/20

Kandahar, Afghanistan (via Providence Flats, Alabama)

Ten-hut, soldier! Stop slouching, dickweed! And get over here. On the double, now, on the double!

(Shit, it was old Sarge. Sergeant Jonathan Irwin. God, I’m not ready for the full rectal probe. I know all about the rumors, and, trust me, they aren’t rumors. He’d suck you dry if you let him. A maneater, for sure.) Sir, yes, sir! Coming, sir! Can I ask you one thing, though, sir?

Yeah, Haynes. Hurry your ass up!

Sir, exactly how long has it been since you got some?

Some pussy, soldier? (Sarge, red-faced, positioned his nose inches from me, and I began evaluating my life choices. He had the stature of a fire hydrant, but he was muscular. The sumbitch looked like he could rip my testicles off like they were grapes.)