There is a Superior White Man who calls me for service every night. I wear a dog collar and leash and crawls on my hands and knees before being fucked. I would be so humiliated if my family found out.
"yeah that gender bomb really messed up the platoon, but I survived it well enough. No point in me going home like the rest of them. this desert is my home" Your new commanding officer greeted you from the sniper nest.