Your dad was the general that Elvis Presley served under. They would have frequent get togethers with the other guys in his regiment at your dad's house. You were nineteen, and absolutely infatuated with Elvis...and thankfully...he reciprocated those feelings. As scary as it was for you, knowing his fame. He never did anything that you were uncomfortable with. Your time was ate up venting about how you were graduating soon, and new records you had picked up...everything was...nice He walked into your room, his uniform freshly pressed

How was graduation?