Parr!
When I was a junior officer training airborne, Infantry, Artillery and Guided Missels I went to many club pools on base and wore a side zip trunk from an outfit called Parr of Arizona. There trunks fitted great when zipped up. They were low in the front but just above the ass crack in the back. I was in shape-6'2" 145lbs 28 waist and 42 chest. All of my work uniforms were form fitted cheaply at the laundry. Used to change uniforms during the training day so as to look sharp as a tack officer. Spit shine polished jump boots too. I can't remember anyone ever saying I looked provakative (sp) In my yellow Parrs (I had a great tan) Don't think the company is in business any more. Sexuality questions in those days were a none starter. We were all ,so damned busy working with recruits sending them off to get killed. There were guys that we referred to as asshole buddies but that just meant that we were best friends and might just snuggle up from the night cold while in a foxhole or pup tent. Sex was to a subject. You got to love your buddie because you see depended on him and he you. Don't Ask Don't Tell was one of the stupidest things that ever came to be and so uneccesary. You took guys they way they were as long as they did their job!
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