#hotday

Today's vintage-style pinup art is another tribute to the late great Bill Randall with ‘Ice Cream Conundrum’! Ruby's cones dripped low in the blazing heat, Each ice cream drop traced her curves so sweet. She sighed, "On hot days, there’s no winning plan, Except licking the ice cream as fast as I can!"

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Hot day…

Part 2

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Summary: You are in the base and the heat is slowly killing everyone. You decide that despite the heat it is good to train, after a short talk, Ghost simply left the Gym without saying a word to you.

You study the content of what you said but you can't find the problem.

Sitting on the small cot in your room, you finished tying the slippers on your feet. Getting up and collecting what you thought you would need to go to training you left your room, the heat hit you like an invisible wave.

-Uff yes, it's heavy today- you continued on your way, several of your colleagues complained about the heat, many giving up the idea of training, "Perfect, I'll have the gym to myself" a smile painted your face, there weren't many women in the Forces 141, so it was a bit uncomfortable at times, like using the gym, so you would train either very early in the morning or late at night.

You arrived at your destination noticing that the large gym was empty, "Yes!"

You went straight to the treadmill to warm up, humming a pop song you liked, paying no attention to your surroundings. You got on and turned on the music, it was nice to train with something other than rap, rock or metal and no headphones for a change.

After 20 minutes of running on the treadmill at medium speed, you stopped and let out a big sigh of contentment—it was a good way to start a workout, with no one rushing you or asking how long until you were done.

But your good mood turned into discomfort, even though you were wearing a cotton outfit, the sweat gathered and ran down the valley between your breasts, -In this situation I wouldn't mind if they were smaller- you took the hand towel out of the belt and you tucked it under your white t-shirt.

-I suppose it could be a tactical disadvantage- a thick voice replied.

You gasped and turned around, but you knew who it was, how not to recognize that voice... there he was... standing with a 50 kilo record in his hands casually.

-Lie… lieutenant!- I was mortified, you quickly took the towel out from under your shirt -I didn't hear him coming- you said great… This was awkward, not to mention that you were sorry for Lieutenant Simon Riley.

-I've been here for the last hour- he replied as he adjusted the records on the bar.

As if that was a sign you hit your muted music device. -Sorry… I didn't realize, I'll use headphones- but you soon realized that you didn't have them in your pocket.

-It doesn't bother me, the music was low, continue if you like- he finished hooking the records and lay down on the padded metal bench.

-Okay- you went in the opposite direction and loaded the press, today it was time to train legs, you turned the music back on but with the lowest volume, you could hear the noise that the lieutenant made when training with the bar, that added to the noise that your training produced, really light, although it was not the intention the environment became heavy, you could not stop thinking that if you did an exercise wrong the Lieutenant would make you notice...

You had recently been in the 141 squad, so you tried to do everything in an excellent way, finished the four series you put the safety and let out a long breath, the sweat running down your body again -God, that was hard!!!- , you exclaimed aloud, a loud noise interrupted you, the Lieutenant was sitting on the bench breathing heavily, and you saw the bar he used with 100 kilos misplaced on the support. You approached quickly when you saw his agitated breathing.

-Lieutenant! Are you alright? - Your tone came out a little sharper than you wanted.

-It's nothing a sudden cramp- he rose to his full height to accommodate the discs that apparently he was no longer going to use.

"I've been here for 3 months and he still hasn't called me by my name, and he hasn't told me that I can use his code name either, I have to show him that I'm worthy of being in this squad" Trying to have a little more talk with him, you did a comment about your diet to prevent cramps

-You know, when I enlisted in the force, one of the trainers told me that he should always maintain a good level of potassium in my system-

While you were wandering in your talk, Ghost had moved away and had his back to you, he slightly raised his mask to drink water.

 -So when it's training days I usually always include 2 large bananas for breakfast, but if I have time I prefer to add milk and make a smoothie, it's delicious and a great way to start the day- you commented happily.

But his eyes went wide at hearing the last part of your comments and he ended up spitting out the water and choking in the process.

He had reached his limit for today with you, it was one thing to see you wear training shorts, the sweat running down your neck, to hear your exhausted sighs between exercises, but those innocent comments…

Without being able to say anything under his mask and he left the gym.

He went as fast as he could, he never believed that wearing the mask would be beneficial in this situation his face was terribly red, his thoughts running through his mind, and blood pumping to his crotch... Better to leave than have a bad time or do something stupid which included “exercise” with you under him, he almost ran over Soap and Gaz in the process of reaching his room and going into the bathroom for an ice-cold shower, the heat he felt had nothing to do with the stupid weather.Disconcerted, you saw how the Lieutenant left like lightning, without even saying anything to you.

"Damn! I think he hates me" dejected you collapsed on the gym floor. You saw Soap and Gaz walk in moments later, both in sports gear -What happened? I saw Ghost walk out of here like a blur- Soap crouched down next to you.

You looked at him with a frown -You lied to me, you said that Lieutenant Riley would like me in less than a week and yet I can barely stand a few comments before leaving annoyed- you clutched the towel in frustration.

Gaz sat on the bench where Ghost had been moments before -Did you say something that could make him angry?-

-No, I didn't- you started to tell them everything that happened since your arrival at the gym and Ghost's escape.

Soap and Gaz exchanged glances over you, and immediately they both shook their heads, Soap put a hand on your shoulder, -Don't worry, believe me Ghost doesn't like you- He went to Gaz's side and let out a loud laugh.

You left the gym very confused and frustrated. Not understanding what was bothering the Lieutenant.

It's the first thing I write for Ghost, comment if you like it...

今日のニューヨークは真夏日和で30度越え。。

普段アイスドリンクを飲まない私でも流石に今日はホットは飲めませんでした　汗💦

アボカドトーストとヨーグルトを軽く食べてお散歩。なぜか亀が大量に日向ぼっこしてて可愛い　🐢

It was almost 90F out here in NYC.

I usually don’t drink ice drinks even when it’s summer time but i couldn’t drink hot drinks today so got cold brew and went to the park for a nice walk.