After maneuvers, I stopped by the pavilion where the USO had performed the night before, just to watch their rehearsal, but I wasn’t the only soldier there for another free show. All the seats were filled and some men even sat on the tables, hooting and laughing as the showgirls went through their routine. And Bert was at the front of them all, of course, pressed against the stage like a die-hard fan. When Ellie’s dance brought her close to his end of the stage, she would put an extra bump in her hips and wink his way.
From the back of the crowd I watched Tommy move to the music that seemed to wash him away in its rhythm. I had never seen a man move the way he could, so seductive, so sensuous, like a scarf held out to catch the wind. That graceful. That gorgeous. And he wants me, I thoug
