Confessions Of A Muslim Squaddie: Scrapping, Screwing & Scarpering
I rejected my dream girl on the first day of school, then regretted it for the rest of my teenage years in between beating the shit out of kids from other schools and getting kneed in the head…
Confessions Of A Muslim Squaddie: I Miss War
Now, as a fully-fledged resident of civvy street, I am beginning to miss the peculiar routine of cleaning guns and eating crap rations on the other side of the world…
Confessions Of A Muslim Squaddie: Flying With The Army’s Porn Baron
As a virgin soldier all I had was a picture of a girl from Manchester, but as we landed on our latest tour I ended up hiding Steve’s stash to stop him from going insane…
Confessions Of A Muslim Squaddie Part 2: Denouncing The War Took Real Bravery
Queueing up to fly out to war, one brave quiet soldier from Liverpool showed more courage than any of us by saying loudly that the war we were about to fight was unjustified…
Confessions Of A Muslim Squaddie: Sex Shows in Soho
It was a fellow squaddie’s 18th birthday and we headed for an infamous Soho sex show. As a Muslim soldier, my experience was a different from that of their regular clientèle.


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