John took the tea and held it in his hands.

"His name was James Sholto. He was my superior officer." He started. John as red to get it all out there. Any dirty laundry. Anything.

"It was a mutual dominant, submissive relationship. He was the dominant. And not because he was my CO. But because I wanted it that way. Eventually I was transferred to another company. He was killed in a bombing, with his entire company two weeks later."