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Basic Training
by Ann Douglas (ann_douglas@hotmail.com)

***

The worst thing about basic training, at least in Gia's 
humble opinion, was the lack of sexual relief. Although 
it only lasted six weeks, it seemed like an eternity to 
her. Many nights she could hear a few of the girls 
pleasuring themselves in their beds. (FF, d/s, military)

***

After five and a half weeks of sharing her quarters with 
50 other girls, Gia Mazzini found the long empty bays 
unnaturally empty as she walked through them. It was the 
first time since she arrived at Lackland Air Force base 
over a month before that she had been totally alone.

Still there was something to be said for privacy. 
Everyone else was spending this fine warm Saturday in 
San Antonio, enjoying their first off-the-base pass. 
Gia, unfortunately, had pissed off her Sergeant enough 
to be assigned Dorm Guard duty instead. As if the empty 
quarters really needed guarding! She could understand it 
at night, when the Dorm Guard stood the traditional fire 
watch, but during the day it was just wasting time.

The worst thing about basic training, at least in Gia's 
humble opinion, was the lack of sexual relief. Although 
it only lasted six weeks, it seemed like an eternity to 
her. Many nights she could hear a few of the girls 
pleasuring themselves in their beds. Sometimes, in the 
middle of the night, she would see someone get up and 
sneak off to the bathroom. A few nights pulling a shift 
as Dorm Guard told her that they were more interested in 
privacy than use of the common facilities. It was on one 
of those nights that she had watched Holly.

Holly Wellington was 18 years-old, six years younger 
than Gia. In many ways, they were as opposite as two 
women could be, both in physical attributes and 
personality. Holly had light, almost pale skin, coupled 
with straight blond hair that hung as long as military 
regulations would allow. Even then, it was always tied 
up in a bun.

Gia, on the other hand, had very short curly black hair, 
short enough that they didn't even have to cut it when 
she reported in. In addition, her skin was a rich olive 
brown, the result of a mixed Mediterranean heritage. Gia 
was also a good half foot taller at 5'9", and had a bust 
twice Holly's B-cup.

Gia was self confident and aggressive, while Holly was 
somewhat passive. Gia was from the big city while Holly 
was from a small town. In every way, Holly was the type 
of girl who made Gia's panties wet every time she saw 
her.

Gia Mazzini had known she was interested in girls as 
well as guys since she was 15 years old. In fact, her 
first three sexual experiences had been with other girls 
in the neighborhood. She found it to be a great 
advantage.

Too many of her friends had been knocked up or worse, 
simply because they were horny and their boyfriends were 
all too macho to use a condom. She and her best friend 
Maria used to double date all the time. Many nights 
they'd sent their boyfriends home to jerk themselves 
off, then spent the rest of the night taking care of 
each other.

It was one of those old girlfriends from the 
neighborhood that first suggested joining the Air Force. 
Older than Gia, Angela Martin had been in the service a 
little over five years now and loved it. She had assured 
Gia that there were plenty of opportunities to be with 
other women, as long as you were careful about it.

Standing there at the head of the empty sleeping bay, 
Gia hoped Angela had been telling her the truth. She 
definitely couldn't take four years without the touch of 
another woman. Not when just a few weeks was driving her 
out of her mind.

Sliding her hand past the waistband of her dark blue 
pants, Gia thought about the night two weeks ago when 
she caught Holly playing with herself in the bathroom. 
It had been two in the morning when she watched her get 
up. It was the fourth time that week Holly had made a 
bathroom run in the middle of the night.

"Either she has an incredibly weak bladder," Gia 
thought. "Or something's happening in that bathroom that 
I might be interested in."

She gave Holly five minutes, more than enough time to 
take care of an actual nature call. The large communal 
bathroom was removed from the twin living bays by a long 
hall. Gia tried to walk as quietly as she could as she 
traced Holly's steps. She also turned off the flashlight 
that she was normally supposed to use to make her 
rounds.

Stepping into the bathroom, she quickly checked the 
shower room. Gia really didn't expect to find her in 
there, but you never know. Walking over to the long row 
of bathroom stalls, Gia bent down and looked down the 
length of the room. Sure enough, Holly was in the last 
stall. Gia took that as a good sign. By common 
agreement, the girls were supposed to use the first 
stall by the door if they had to go during the night. 
That way, one of them could rush in there and clean it 
if someone pulled a surprise early morning inspection. 
That had happened twice already this month.

"I guess the last stall has the most privacy." Gia 
thought as she quietly walked down the row.

The tall woman paused one stall from the end and 
switched on her flashlight. Then in a single motion, she 
pulled open the door and shone the light inside. It 
revealed exactly what she had hoped to find.

Holly sat on the bowl, her back pressed against the tile 
wall and her legs stretched out in each direction. Her 
green PC T-shirt with 3708 BMTS stenciled across it was 
pulled up over her small breasts as one hand played with 
her right nipple. Her white panties were dangling around 
her left ankle. Her eyes were tightly shut and she had 
three fingers deep inside of her lightly haired pussy.

***

"What's going on here?" Gia asked in an authoritative 
voice as she shined the light in Holly's face.

The look on Holly's face was one of utter mortification. 
The color drained away so rapidly that Gia feared for a 
moment that Holly might faint.

"It's okay." Gia said quickly, trying to calm the girl 
down. "I just thought something might be wrong since you 
were in here so long." she lied.

Only Holly's passive nature and relative inexperience 
let Gia get away with what she was doing. Gia knew that 
if one of the other girls had burst in on her while she 
was getting off, she would've been quick to tell her to 
fuck off. Either that or ask her if she'd like a lick.

"It's okay." Gia repeated gently stroking Holly's hair, 
worn loose during the night. "You weren't doing anything 
that we all haven't done at one time or another."

"Really?" Holly asked as if other girls doing it had 
never occurred to her, making Gia think that maybe this 
might not be such a good idea after all.

Then she looked down and got her first really good look 
at Holly's almost hairless pussy. The older girl had 
never heard a female version of the phrase "a stiff dick 
has no conscience" but if one existed it would 
accurately describe how she felt right now.

"There's nothing wrong with making yourself feel good." 
Gia soothed, taking hold of Holly's hand and 
repositioning it back over the damp cunt. "If I'd known 
what you were doing in here, I'd never have bothered 
you."

Holly smiled with trusting eyes, her apprehension now 
gone.

"In fact," the dark haired woman said as she held 
Holly's hand and gently rubbed it against the girl's 
clit. "I'd even have been willing to help you a little."

"Help me?" Holly's whisper was a mixture of curiosity 
and confusion.

"The way that many women help each other when there's no 
men around." Gia continued to massage Holly's pussy with 
her own hand. "Would you like me to show you?"

Holly hesitated for a few long moments, doubtlessly 
recalling, Gia thought, the speech they were given when 
they first entered basic about the military's 
prohibition on same-sex relationships.

"It's not like we're lesbians or anything like that." 
Gia reassured her. "We're just friends helping each 
other out. Many girls do it. I've seen them."

While Holly sat wondering if that little piece of 
information was indeed true, Gia upped the ante. Gently, 
almost too subtle for the girl to notice, she slid her 
hand under Holly's and began rubbing a middle finger 
against the younger clit.

The experienced touch evoked an immediate response. 
Feeling Holly's resistance to her presence fade away, 
Gia slid her index finger into the younger pussy. With a 
practiced skill she began to twirl that around as well.

It was too late for Holly to think rationally. Gia's 
ministrations had taken control of her body. Oblivious 
to anything but the warm sensations emanating from her 
pussy, she leaned back once more and enjoyed the small 
climax that wasn't long in coming.

A soft moan escaped Holly's lips as Gia felt the love 
tunnel contract around her fingers. It had only been a 
small orgasm, but it was enough to show the advantage of 
having a friend.

Not wanting to press her luck, lest someone else need to 
use the bathroom, she quickly helped Holly compose 
herself and sent her back off to bed. The older woman 
had to fight the temptation to kiss the younger, but she 
knew that would come soon enough if she played her cards 
right.

Standing alone in the empty lavatory, Gia happily licked 
Holly's juices off her fingers. She looked forward to a 
time she could sample that sweet nectar at its source, a 
day she was sure would soon arrive. She had seen it in 
Holly's eyes.

***

"And today was supposed to be the day!" Gia cursed 
silently. In the past two weeks the two women had stolen 
precious moments together, each time being just a little 
more adventurous than the last. Gia had even managed to 
kiss Holly full on the lips a few nights ago, an act 
that she had always considered more intimate than 
licking out another woman's pussy -- not that she 
couldn't wait to do that with Holly either! She had told 
the girl that they should use their brief pass off base 
to get an out of the way motel room where they could 
really consummate their relationship. To her delight, 
the younger girl had eagerly agreed.

"Damn Sergeant Alexander!" Gia thought. "The bitch has 
had it in for me since day one, and was just looking for 
an excuse to stick me with the duty today."

Elayne Alexander had been in the Air Force for 19 of her 
37 years. The new recruits didn't even had a chance to 
unpack their bags before she appeared in the barracks 
and announced she didn't know what their candy assed 
recruiter told them, but here at Lackland, this was her 
Air Force and her word was God. The sooner they 
understood that, the better they'd all get along. She 
also told them this was her last training Flight as she 
was going on to a new assignment in England after this, 
and she wasn't going to stand for anyone ruining her 
perfect record here at Lackland.

Gia had commented softly and wryly, "I joined the Air 
Force not the Marines."

Sergeant Alexander heard it anyway and the new recruit 
had spent her first night scrubbing toilets.

Back home, in her own neighborhood, Gia might have tried 
to take someone like Sergeant Alexander out back and 
beat the crap out of them. Unfortunately, she knew that 
sort of behavior wouldn't work in the military.

Besides, she wasn't so sure she could take the Sergeant 
in a fight, at least not a fair one. The redhead was 
just an inch taller than Gia, but a lot more muscular. 
Gia doubted there was an ounce of fat anywhere on the 
drill instructor's body, an opinion recently formed from 
a firsthand look.

Last week, after they had come off the obstacle course, 
all the girls had hit the showers before the afternoon's 
activities. Normally, Gia loved the time in the showers 
and the opportunity to check out all the other girls. 
She made it a habit to be next to a different girl each 
time. Aside from giving her a variety, it also helped 
her keep her studies unnoticed. The one girl she never 
showered next to anymore, however, was Holly. She didn't 
trust herself not to stare at that soft young body she 
would soon possess.

Turning that afternoon to peek at Kathy Summers under 
the shower next to her, Gia got her shock of the month. 
Only a few feet away, standing as nude as she was, stood 
Sergeant Alexander.

Gia thought it strange that the non-com was showering 
with the girls. After all, it wasn't like she had just 
run the obstacle course. Having gotten a good look at 
her antagonist, however, she wasn't about to complain.

The image of Elayne Alexander in the raw totally blew 
away the macho butch image Gia had formed of her. That 
image had been of a woman who would've fit right in with 
those muscle-bound weight lifter types she had seen on 
ESPN. The type that looked more like men than women.

The reality was a soft, yet muscular body that had both 
perfect tone and all the feminine curves. A near prefect 
pair of rounded 34 inch breasts stood out as the older 
woman ran a soapy hand around them. Turning to face the 
other way, she revealed an ass just as perfect. Gia 
wished she could reach out and touch it. Quickly she 
reminded herself that she didn't want to be seen staring 
and turned the other way.

Around her, she could hear showerheads being shut off as 
some of the other women finished their showers. Wanting 
one more look, she dropped her washrag and turned in 
Elayne 's direction to pick it up -- only to find 
herself inches from the Sergeant's crotch.

"Oh God!" She gasped wordlessly as she looked right at 
it. "It's shaved."

"Looking for something?" She heard Sergeant Alexander 
asked. A few of the closest girls also turned at the 
sound of her voice.

Recovering quickly, Gia picked up the washrag and held 
it up for all to see. Alexander glanced at it a moment, 
then faced away and ignored Gia.

"Finish it up ladies! We've got other things to get done 
today." she called to the few women still in there as 
she shut off the water and stepped out the door.

Gia took a few moments to compose herself, then followed 
the other girls out.

***

"She might be built like Wonder Woman, but she's still a 
bitch!" Gia said to herself as she made an entry in the 
logbook. The same entry she had made every hour for the 
last four. Nothing to report.

She was just about to start another useless survey of 
the empty bed bays when a knock sounded on the door. Her 
first thought was that it was Alexander or one of the 
other Sergeants, stopping by to check up on her, better 
yet, to catch her in making a mistake that might get her 
sent back in training.

"Sir, may I see your authority to enter?" she asked 
automatically, remembering the challenge she had been 
taught.

The proper response was for the person attempting to 
gain access to the dorm to show their identification 
card. Occasionally one of the Sergeants would attempt to 
get in without showing it. They did this in a number of 
ways, most of which were quite intimidating. Already 
three of the girls in this Flight had succumbed to the 
barrages of angry shouts and opened the door. They were 
all now repeating several weeks of basic.

Well there would be none of that for Gia, she thought. 
The dark haired girl had grown up in a neighborhood 
where she'd heard worse verbal threats in the schoolyard 
than anything the Sergeants would muster from the other 
side of the door. Besides, it gave her a secret pleasure 
to see how worked up she could get Alexander or one of 
the others. While she stood calmly asking to see their 
authority to enter.

When she looked through the small door window, Gia's 
composure was abruptly shattered. Without a thought to 
the proper procedure, she swung open the door.

"Holly!" She exclaimed.

"Hi Gia." said the young blond girl in the blue dress 
uniform.

Gia stepped aside to let the younger girl in. "What are 
you doing here? I thought you'd gone into town with the 
rest of the girls."

"I did," the younger girl answered, taking a quick look 
down the empty day. "But as soon as I got off the bus in 
front of The Alamo I knew that it wasn't going to be any 
fun without you. So I got back on and came back."

"I'm touched." Gia admitted, surprised to find that she 
actually was. After all, it was Holly's body she really 
wanted, not her friendship.

"I felt so bad that we couldn't, well you know," Holly 
said bashfully, "that thing you promised."

"Yes, I know." Gia replied, noting the slight flush of 
embarrassment in the other's face. "I really wish we 
couldn't made that happen."

The tingling between her legs accented her words. It had 
been a long time since the brown skinned woman desired a 
prize so much.

"I was wondering..." Holly mused as she pressed her body 
against Gia's. "if maybe ... we could ..."

Gia couldn't believe the daring in her young conquest. 
Had she really affect on the young woman enough to make 
her take such a risk? She wouldn't have imagined it 
possible.

"Holly!" Gia exclaimed as she pushed the girl away. 
"Someone might see us!"

"Who's going to see us?" the unusually aggressive teen 
wondered. "There's no one else here."

It was when Holly waved her hand to indicate the rows of 
empty beds that Gia realized that they were still 
standing in the open doorway. What if someone had been 
in the hallway beyond?

The brunette stepped out into the passageway and looked 
up and down the corridor. Thankfully, it was empty. Gia 
thought she saw a blur of motion as she stepped out but 
after listening for a few seconds decided she was 
mistaken. A few feet down the hall was the door that led 
to the twin bays belonging to their sister Flight. The 
door was still closed and it's dorm guard could not see 
them.

"That could've been very bad." Gia groused, taking a 
hard breath as she stepped back inside, this time 
closing the door behind her. "You've got to think before 
you act."

"Pooh!" Holly laughed. "Since when are you the cautious 
type?"

"And since when are you the adventurous type?" Gia 
countered. "This seems so unlike you."

"Maybe you've just brought it all out from me," Holly 
purred as she again pressed against Gia, planting a 
quick kiss on her cheek. She whispered into Gia's ear. 
"You've made my pussy so, so wet!"

Holly's casual use of obscenity was equally surprising 
to Gia. The blond previously had trouble saying vagina. 
Still it was something she had seen before. Back home 
there'd been a girl at Gia's high school named Marline 
Johanson. In their futures book, Marline was voted most 
likely to become a nun. Gia's original suggestion for 
the student-run spoof of the yearbook had been "girl 
most likely to die a virgin."

It wasn't that Marline was unattractive. It was simply 
that she still viewed sex outside of marriage as some 
kind of sin. And not just intercourse! She included oral 
and even heavy petting in that description.

Well, sometime during that summer after graduation, 
Marline must've had an epiphany. One hot August night, 
the local police caught her on a raid at lover's leap. 
The story went that Marline was in a rather severe state 
of undress when they found her. Even more surprising, 
were the two young men in the car with her, both in a 
similar state of undress.

So, anything was possible. Those possibilities made the 
tingle between Gia's legs jump upward.

"I'm still on guard duty," Gia said with disappointment. 
"It's not like I can just leave here."

"So what?" Holly grinned, again pressing up again 
against Gia. "We have fifty empty beds to pick from."

Gia was shocked "You can't be serious?"

"Oh no?" Holly retorted suggestively. "I'll show you how 
serious I am!"

Taking a few long steps backward, Holly carefully undid 
the three buttons of her dark blue jacket. With a 
flourish, the young blond tossed it to the side. A quick 
motion undid the small cloth neck tab and it soon sat on 
top the jacket.

"My God, I've created a monster!" Gia exclaimed in her 
mind.

But the terror that should have gripped her at that 
moment, forcing her to bring this scene to an end, 
failed to materialize. Common sense had been overcome by 
rising lust. For all of her experience, this naive young 
girl had taken Gia captive.

Gia's heart was beating like a jackhammer. At the same 
time, it seemed to skip a beat each time Holly's nimble 
fingers undid another of the buttons on her light blue 
blouse. Half way down the row, she revealed the simple 
white of a bra bought at the base exchange. Held tightly 
in check by the plain cloth were her small white mounds. 
The older woman thought it was the most erotic sight she 
had ever seen.

A few more buttons and the blouse joined the jacket and 
tie. Reaching behind her waist, Holly undid the matching 
dark blue skirt, letting it fall to the highly polished 
floor. A kick sent it to the growing pile.

"Do you want me to stop?" the half naked girl asked 
mirthfully.

"You do and I'll rip the rest of it off!" Gia retorted. 
The flame that had started between her legs now 
blossoming into a fire within her breasts.

Holly laughed as she lifted each leg and pulled off her 
black shoes. Dropping the last one, she brought both 
hands up to her breasts and cupped them.

"I think one of us is overdressed." she mused, rubbing 
her thumbs against her nipples, causing them to press 
against the fabric.

Without a second thought, Gia quickly undid the buttons 
of her green fatigues. Her strip wasn't as erotic as 
Holly's had been; she was just in too much of a rush. 
But neither of them seemed to care. In no time at all, 
the darker skinned girl was down to the same plain white 
bra and panties as her friend.

Gia took Holly in her arms, their lips meeting in an 
embrace of ardor. Long seconds passed as they enjoyed 
the warmth of each other's exposed flesh.

"Maybe we should get out of the hallway," Holly 
suggested as she buried her head in the taller breasts. 
"Someplace a little less conspicuous..."

The idea of their exposure and possible discovery struck 
Gia abruptly, but that realization was strangely more 
intoxicating than terrifying.

The 24 year-old hadn't felt anything like it since she'd 
given Johnny Allen a blow job in the cloak room during 
junior year of high school. In that situation, only a 
thin wooden door had separated the young lovers from 
fourth period French -- then in session. Gia still 
thought of that episode as her favorite "French lesson".

Gia's eyes turned in the direction of the large communal 
bathroom, site of their earlier trysts. If nothing else, 
it would be the easiest place to explain their nudity. 
Holly, however had another venue in mind.

"How bout the couch in the Sergeant's office?" she asked 
with a mischievous grin. "I still have the key."

In most male Flights, the smallest guy in the group 
becomes the house mouse, the caretaker of the Sergeant's 
office. Elayne Alexander thought enough of the tradition 
to apply it to the female recruits as well. The smallest 
girl had turned out to be Holly.

Situated between the two sleeping bays, the Sergeant's 
office had twin doors, both usually locked. In 
Alexander's case, the office had a desk, four filing 
cabinets, and a large oversized red leather couch.

At first, Gia wasn't sure she liked the idea of using 
the office. Then the idea of coming on the Sergeant's 
couch began to grow on her. Later it would be obvious to 
her that she was thinking with her pussy at the moment, 
not her head.

"Okay." She nodded to Holly as the younger girl stroked 
the exposed top of Gia's breasts. "The office it is."

Soon as the office door closed behind them, Holly 
practically jumped Gia. Her lips and hands were 
everywhere at once, never giving the older girl a chance 
to think about what was happening. All the brunette 
could do was react, and react she did.

With a ferocity she hadn't felt in a long time, Gia 
ripped off Holly's bra and panties. The pale flesh 
hidden beneath them didn't remain exposed for long as 
Gia covered it with her own hands and eager mouth.

Following Gia's lead, Holly, too tore the cheap material 
of the larger girl's undergarments. Pinned as she was by 
Gia's assault, she could only guide the other's actions 
to the area she wanted touched the most.

"Oh yes, Gia," she panted. "I've wanted this so much. 
Take my pussy ... Take it and make it yours!"

Gia didn't need much encouragement. She pushed the 18 
year-old down on the red leather couch and parted her 
legs. The blond framed cunt between them drew her like a 
moth to the flame. She'd been dreaming of this for 
weeks.

"Oh God yes!" Holly screamed out as she felt Gia's 
tongue run the length of her pussy. "Fuck me with your 
tongue."

Gia brought years of skill to her task, driving the 
younger girl quickly to the edge of the abyss. Holly's 
sweat covered body was like an instrument in an artist's 
hands -- or in this case, her mouth. Holly didn't think 
it could ever get any better than this.

Then suddenly, she thought of a way that it could.

"File cabinet!" she gasped.

"What?" Gia demanded, looking up from her prize.

"File cabinet," the other repeated. "The one at the end. 
Bottom drawer... in the back."

Confused, but taken with the urgency of her friend's 
request, Gia abandoned her task and followed her 
instructions. Her brown eyes lit up when she reached 
into the back of the cabinet drawer and found what Holly 
wanted.

"What do you know?" the Italian girl breathed as she 
held up her prize. "It looks like Wonder Woman is into 
toys."

Resting in her hand was a long cream colored vibrator. 
It's smooth surface buzzed with a quiet purr as she 
pressed the small stud at its base.

Gia brought the new plaything to the tip of Holly's 
clit. The blond girl jumped at the touch, then settled 
back and enjoyed the gentle pulsation.

With care, Gia guided the throbbing end of her toy down 
the length of Holly's womanhood. She could monitor its 
progress by the look of pleasure on Holly's face. 
Delight flashed to euphoria as the tip of the vibrator 
found the entrance to her inner core.

Gia paused a moment, letting the hard plastic become 
covered with the lubricating moisture now dripping from 
Holly's cunt. With the slightest of efforts and a wicked 
grin on her face she pushed the extension of her desire 
inside.

Holly exploded as the tiny quakes radiating out from the 
battery powered device multiplied and amplified 
throughout her frame. Sweat poured from every opening as 
the young girl surrendered to the waves of passion. She 
was no longer in control of her body, but was also in no 
condition to care.

Gina meanwhile had been using her free hand to 
administer to her own needs, sliding her nimble fingers 
deep inside herself. Fast and as dexterous as she was, 
the dark haired woman was unable to keep pace with the 
wonder of modern technology and the cataclysmic 
explosion it produced in its recipient. Still, her 
detailed knowledge of her own body was enough to quickly 
produce a satisfying release. A small down payment of 
the joy she anticipated when she replaced her fingers 
with Holly's sweet mouth.

"Oh God, Gia," Holly cried breathlessly as she leaned 
back against the red leather, her damp skin sticking to 
it. "That was everything I could have imagined it would 
be and more."

"Trust me my little love," Gia smiled as she licked 
Holly's juices off the now silent vibrator. "You have no 
idea how much better it's going to get."

"Maybe she doesn't," said a loud, strong voice from over 
Gia's shoulder. "But I think I do."

Gia whirled her head at the sound. Standing at the open 
doorway, dressed in her immaculately starched fatigues, 
stood Staff Sergeant Alexander.

"Oh shit!" Gia mouthed wordlessly.

A frigid chill ran through her naked body as Gia saw 
that Alexander wasn't alone. Standing just behind her 
was Sergeant Stacy Clayton. Shorter and stockier than 
most of the MIT's, Stacy had a reputation as a hard 
driver and a stickler for regulations. In Clayton's hand 
was the dress blouse that Holly had left out in the 
hall.

"What did I tell you Stacy," Elayne remarked to her 
compatriot. "I told you something was up when I saw 
Peaches here sneaking back into the dorm. When was the 
last time you ever saw a recruit come back early from 
their town pass?"

'I'm afraid you were right." Stacy replied as she 
stepped forward and got a better look at the two naked 
women.

"I guess the question is," Elayne continued. "what are 
we going to do about it?"

"That should be obvious," Stacy declared in a strong 
unflinching tone. "Section 925, Article 125 of the 
Uniform Code Of Military Justice states that any person 
who engages in unnatural carnal copulation with another 
person of the same sex is guilty of sodomy and shall be 
punished as a court-martial may direct."

"That's true," Elayne said in a tone of resignation. 
"And I'm afraid what we both saw certainly qualifies."

"Oh no," Holly cried out as tears began to roll down her 
cheek. She had crossed her arms in an attempt to cover 
her nakedness.

Gia maintained her stoic silence, but a similar reaction 
dominated her thoughts. She couldn't believe she might 
wind up in prison for wanting a little piece of ass.

"But I think that maybe we shouldn't rush to judgment." 
Elayne said thoughtfully. "Maybe we should take a moment 
and try and understand what really happened here. It 
would be no great loss to the service if we lost Mazzini 
here, but Wellington has been a proven asset so far."

"Regulations state --" Stacy began.

"I know the regulations better than you do," Elayne 
interrupted. "But I'm senior here and I'll decide how we 
handle this."

"That's your prerogative of course." Stacy's tone showed 
her disapproval.

Holly seemed too upset to catch the possible chance that 
they could talk their way of their predicament. Gia 
however was glued to every word.

"Get her out of here," Elayne told Stacy "Mazzini and I 
are going to have a little talk."

"Let's go Wellington," Sergeant Clayton ordered as she 
reached down and grabbed the rest of the younger girl's 
uniform and tossed it at her. "And for God's sake, make 
yourself presentable!"

Holly took just enough time to put on her blouse and 
skirt, then followed the Sergeant out of the small 
office. Gia followed them with her eyes, sure that an 
explosion of Alexander's temper was in the offering.

While she was waiting, Gia reached down and grabbed her 
fatigue blouse off the floor. Elayne was watching the 
other two women exit and didn't noticed.

"Now did I tell you to get dressed?" she asked in an 
authoritative voice when she turned her attention back 
to Gia.

At the commanding tone, Gia opened her hand and let the 
green garb fall back to the floor. She was surprised how 
readily she responded to the conditioning of the last 
six weeks. She had obeyed without thinking. It was so 
unlike her -- or at least the way she always looked at 
herself.

"You think you're hot shit, don't you?" Elayne said as 
she stepped to within a foot of the girl standing naked 
at attention. "Well this time it's not going to be easy 
getting out of it."

The Sergeant paused for a moment to look Gia's body up 
and down. For some reason, the action made the younger 
girl feel excited, a strange reaction considering the 
circumstances.

"The worse part of it," Elayne said as she passed behind 
the recruit. "is that you're going to take someone else 
down with you. Or do you even care about that?"

Gia figured no matter what she said, it would be the 
wrong answer.

"Still, I guess some of the blame does lie with me," 
Elayne continued. "I had more than a suspicion about you 
and Wellington. I couldn't help but notice the way you 
where checking out the girls in the showers."

The redhead paused again as she stood in front of Gia 
again. This time she was obvious about the way she 
looked up and down her body.

"I can understand the fact that you prefer the company 
of other women," Elayne said surprisingly. "And quite 
honestly I don't really have a problem with that. The 
Air Force, however, and more immediately, Sergeant 
Clayton does have a problem with it."

Gia wasn't sure what the Sergeant expected her to say, 
so she just kept silent. She was staring ahead at the 
wall chart above the desk when she felt a touch on her 
right breast.

"Can't really blame Wellington," Elayne mused as she 
cupped Gia's breast. "An innocent thing like that. She 
must've been overwhelmed when you came on to her. It was 
you that came on to her wasn't it?"

"Yes, Sergeant." Gia answered, realizing that this time 
an answer was expected.

"I didn't think otherwise," Elayne continued as she 
pressed her forefingers against Gia's nipple. "That's 
your style isn't it: aggressive, dominant, always in 
control?"

The redhead didn't give Gia a chance to respond this 
time as she let go of her breast and brought her face to 
within inches of Gia's own.

"But there's one think you should never forget," the 
muscular woman said in a slow deliberate tone. "No 
matter how big and bad you think you are, there's always 
someone bigger and badder!"

The words barely registered in Gia's brain when Elayne 
grabbed her naked body and pulled it against her. Her 
lips found their mark, crushing the breath out of the 
startled Airman.

"I can't believe this," Gia thought as she caught her 
breath and recovered from Elayne's forceful kiss. "This 
is the same cold-hearted bitch who's been ragging my ass 
for the last six weeks?"

"Bet you think you know what comes next, don't you?" 
Elayne asked as she stepped over to her desk and sat on 
the edge. "You think I'm going to use this little 
incident to take control of the situation. To make you 
do something you might not want to do."

Gia didn't want to voice her answer, but that was 
exactly what she expected. In her mind she weighed the 
options. The idea that Sergeant Alexander was into women 
and wanted her was a total shock, one that still had her 
reeling. Was it worth servicing the redhead to get 
herself out of this mess?

She flashed back to the night she blew the two cops who 
had caught her red handed when she and Martha Ross had 
broken the front windows on Roselli's Bakery. Old man 
Roselli had fired Martha that afternoon in order to give 
her job to some cousin from the old country. After more 
than a few drinks at the local bar, getting even seemed 
liked a good idea. Martha had outrun the cops, Gia 
hadn't been that lucky.

"If I could do that, I guess I could do this," Gia 
thought to herself. "At least Alexander is a fox, those 
cops had been pigs."

"But where would the fun be in that?" Elayne went on. 
"No, I have a much better idea." Gia cringed at the 
thought of what that better idea might be. To her 
surprise, it was the last thing she would ever have 
guessed.

"What say you put your clothes back on, clean up the 
mess you and your little friend made in my office and we 
just make believe none of this ever happened? I'll 
talked to Sergeant Clayton and no one will ever mention 
it again."

Never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Gia was 
already reaching down for her scattered uniform. She 
froze in mid-motion when Elayne added to her suggestion.

"Or..." she drew out the syllable. "We could leave your 
clothes where they are, and see how you like it on the 
receiving end for a change. You never know, you just 
might like it."

Gia stood back up and looked at Elayne. For the first 
time since that day in the shower she looked at her as a 
woman and not just a uniform. A woman that was more than 
desirable.

Questions she might never have imagined under other 
circumstances flashed through her mind. Could she 
imagine herself surrendering herself to a woman as so 
many girls had done to her? Could she give up the 
control that was so important to her?

In the past, the answer was easily no. Now, standing 
naked and vulnerable before the strong woman in green, 
she wasn't so sure. The answer had always been easy 
because Gia couldn't ever imagine a woman, much less a 
man, to whom she might submit. Elayne Alexander radiated 
strength and authority in a way she had never imagined.

In the end, the answer she was struggling toward came 
not from her head, but from the warm tingle between her 
legs. A tingle that instantly blossomed into a bonfire 
when she voiced her bodies decision.

"I'll stay." came her reply.

"Excellent." Elayne smiled, her tongue pressing against 
the edge of her lips as if anticipating a feast.

She paused a moment and looked at the large clock on the 
wall. It wasn't hard for Gia to imagine what Elayne was 
thinking. It would be at least a few hours before anyone 
got back from town. Plenty of time for them to play.

And even if someone did unexpectedly come back early, 
who was going to let them in? It wasn't like she was 
going to get in trouble for not being at her post. After 
all what were they going to do? Report her to the 
Sergeant?

Elayne bent over and picked up the vibrator Gia had 
dropped when they were discovered. The top half of the 
plastic was still covered with the fruits of Holly's 
orgasm.

"When you borrow someone's toys, you really should clean 
them up when you're done." She rubbed her finger along 
the length of it, causing a portion of the sticky 
residue to come off.

For a brief moment, her honey covered finger shone in 
the overhead florescence. Then it vanished into her 
mouth as she licked it clean.

"Mmmm," Elayne purred as she tasted the treat. "I have 
to say, you have good taste in girlfriends. Or should 
that be your girlfriend tastes good." She laughed.

It was an awful pun, but Gia couldn't help but smile.

"Why don't you clean off the rest of this for me?" 
Elayne said as she handed the toy to Gia. "In fact, why 
don't you make a little show of it while I make myself 
more comfortable."

"Well if she wants a show," Gia thought as she took the 
vibrator in hand. "I'll give her a show so hot that 
she'll come in her panties."

Gia brought the tip of the plastic toy up to her mouth 
and ran her tongue across it. The memory of how sweet 
Holly had tasted filled her mind. But it soon paled 
against the thought of how much she wanted to feel 
Elayne's pussy pressed against her mouth. In no time at 
all, the make believe cock was a clean as when they'd 
found it. She held it out for Elayne's inspection.

"Not bad," Elayne said, her tone still in her Sergeant 
mode. "It's a pity you couldn't keep your own equipment 
that clean."

Elayne took back the now clean toy and laid in on her 
desk.

"Why don't you help me with my boots?" she suggested as 
she leaned back on the edge of the table and lifted one 
booted foot into the air.

Gia surprised herself at how quickly she responded to 
Elayne's suggestion. Quickly undoing the laces of her 
boot, she eased it off the foot. Then, just as quick she 
followed with the other boot. Gently she removed the 
Sergeant's socks as well.

If Gia had time to really think about it, which she 
certainly didn't at the moment, she would've realized 
that Elayne was following the same pattern in 
establishing control of the situation as she did when 
they'd all first arrived at Lackland six weeks before. 
Of course the tasks she had been given in those first 
days had not left her as sexually charged. If they had, 
she would've been a much better recruit.

"And now my pants."

Gia undid the web belt and clasp, taking hold of the 
sides of the fatigues. Her face was only inches from 
redhead's sex. The younger woman could almost imagine 
she could smell it through the heavy material.

The panties that filled her vision as she pulled down 
the uniform pants were as far away from military issue 
as could be. They were emerald green, what there was of 
them, and covered with tiny embroidered rose petals. To 
Gia's delight, they were also quite damp.

Elayne pushed away the pants after lifting her legs out 
of them. They came to a rest right next to Gia's 
clothing. Kneeling before her, Gia hoped the panties 
would be next.

"Now my shirt." the woman said instead.

Slightly disappointed, but pulsing with sexual 
anticipation nevertheless, Gia rose to her full height. 
Nimble fingers carefully undid the large buttons of the 
fatigue blouse. As they came free, the soft white flesh 
beneath was more and more visible. Hot as Holly's 
striptease had been on this very spot, personally 
undressing Elayne was almost enough to make Gia climax 
spontaneously.

"Oh God," she said breathed, exposing the large round 
orbs, wrapped in a lacy bra that matched the panties. 
"they are so perfect."

Her previous view of Elayne's mounds had been much too 
rushed to truly appreciate their perfection. Every 
sexual urge within her wanted to bury her face between 
them. Even if she suffocated right then and there, she 
would die happy.

Elayne must've been able to read her mind, or at least 
guessed her reaction. With a sudden strong move, she 
grabbed the back of Gia's head and pulled it forward. 
Before the girl could realize it, her face was pressed 
against the woman's exposed flesh.

"Then why don't you get a better look?" Elayne taunted.

The unexpected force added to Gia's delight. Her lips 
pressed against the now hot flesh, paying homage to its 
artistry. Her tongue took in the mixture of natural oils 
and a subtle but rich perfume.

Gia felt like she could rest between her mounds forever, 
when just as suddenly, Elayne grabbed her again and 
pulled her face upward. Elayne's pressed their lips 
together in a near collision. Her tongue slid right into 
a mouth opened in surprise, seeking out its counterpart. 
The excitement in both women at the contact could be 
felt right down to their toes. More importantly it 
blazed between both of their legs.

Their lips still intertwined, Elayne managed to undo the 
front clip of Gia's bra and felt it open. The heavy 
burden beneath it fell free. Pressing tighter, the women 
rubbed their nipples against each other.

"Suck them!" Elayne ordered. "Suck my nipples."

There'd been no order given to her in the last month and 
a half that Gia had moved quicker to obey. Her head 
dropped down and she closed her lips around the closest 
bright pink nipple. Her tongue lashed out with erotic 
fury and her hand cupped the surrounding flesh.

A murmur of encouragement issued from Elayne's lips as 
she wrapped her hands around the back of Gia's head and 
held it tight against her breasts. Gia in turn was using 
whatever skill she had learned from dozen of lovers to 
please the redhead.

"Oh yes, baby, that's it." Elayne murmured as she 
enjoyed the touch of the soft wet tongue. "I knew just 
watching you that you'd be good at this."

She let Gia feast on her mounds for long minutes, 
satisfied to just enjoy the attention. Taking a strong 
hold of the girl's shoulders, Elayne began to guide her 
ministrations downward. At first, Gia was reluctant to 
release her mammary delights. Then, realizing the 
greater enticements below, let one of the nipples slip 
from between her lips.

Elayne shifted her stance so that her now wet panties 
were pressing against Gia's face. The intoxicating aroma 
sex was overwhelming to the younger woman. Only the 
thinnest of materials separated her from her prize. 
Unable to wait any longer, she kissed the center of the 
wetness, gaining a taste of the fruit beyond.

"Take them off." Elayne instructed. "But you can't use 
your hands."

Gia was puzzled for moment, then got the idea. She 
grabbed the waistband with her teeth and pulled the 
panties downward. It was easier than she might've 
imagined. They were quickly down around Elayne's ankles.

Quick as a flash, Gia lifted herself up and went 
straight for her prize. Without hesitation she reached 
out and parted the lips of Elayne's shaved pussy, 
revealing the bright pinkness within. As she had the 
breasts, Gia considered the whole image of womanhood 
before her was a work of art. How could one woman be the 
benefit of some much perfection? No matter. She quickly 
brushed aside such thoughts. For the moment, all that 
perfection was all hers.

Straight as an arrow, Gia's tongue worked its way up 
Elayne's love channel. With short rapid motions it 
worked its way from side to side. Elayne was obviously 
close to the edge. Little effort was required to send 
her hurling over the abyss.

As everything else Gia had seen about Sergeant 
Alexander, Gia guessed her orgasms would be explosive. 
She wasn't disappointed. Elayne leaned back harder 
against the desk and wrapped her long legs practically 
around Gia's head. It was almost impossible for the girl 
to breath. When she opened her mouth to try it was 
instead filled with sweet nectar. Not that Gia cared at 
this moment. Though she tried to get all of it into her 
mouth, she wound up with most of it spread across her 
face.

"Goddamm!" Elayne called out as she recovered from her 
climax. "I had you pegged as a pussylicker from the 
moment I saw you. But I didn't think you'd be that 
good."

A smile filled Gia's face. She hadn't felt such a sense 
of satisfaction in a long time. The feeling was so good 
that only then did she realized that in her desire to 
please Elayne, she had neglected her own climax. In 
automatic response to that thought, she began to lightly 
stroke her own cunt.

Noticing what Gia was doing, Elayne snapped, "Oh no, 
we'll have none of that."

She jerked Gia's hand away.

A look of disappointment filled the girl's face. Was 
Elayne going to prevent her from coming? She was aching 
for release. The small orgasm she'd gotten with Holly 
had left her less than satisfied in that regard.

"Please..." she heard herself say. It was the first time 
Gia could remember ever saying that to another person 
for anything.

"Oh don't worry, Peaches." Elayne smiled with a wicked 
grin. "You're going to come all right. But I've got a 
little surprise for your first. Or maybe I should say, a 
big surprise."

Gia watched in puzzlement as Elayne stepped away from 
her and took a large ring of keys from her pants on the 
floor. She used one of the keys to unlock the bottom 
drawer of another filing cabinet.

"My little house mouse didn't know where I kept all my 
toys." She laughed as she reached into the drawer. 
"There are some things I'd never forget to keep under 
lock and key."

Gia couldn't see exactly what Elayne had taken out of 
the cabinet, but it wasn't hard to figure out. With her 
back still to her, Elayne stepped into some sort of 
harness and pulled the straps tight around her.

Even after figuring out what the taller woman had put 
on, Gia's mouth still gasped in astonishment when she 
turned around and got a real good look at it.

"Holy shit!" she cried. "Where did you get a fucking 
thing like that?"

Elayne smiled wider. A fucking thing was exactly what it 
was.

"Mail order, where else." She laughed. "Of course to 
another name in a rented mailbox far, far from base."

Hanging between her legs, held in place by a harness, 
was a eight inch rubber cock. Although she had a passion 
for women, Gia still liked to be with a man now and 
then, if only for sexual relief. It was immediately 
apparent to her that what Elayne was wearing was longer 
and thicker than any man she'd ever been with.

"It's monstrous!" she exclaimed.

"Well, I thought you were the type who liked a 
challenge," Elayne retorted. "But if you're not woman 
enough to handle it, well..."

Elayne had just began to undo one of the straps when Gia 
said with reassurance. "I can handle it."

The older woman had expected that response. She'd had 
the younger woman's number all along. The knowledge that 
she'd been right made it all the more exciting.

Elayne held the strap on and simulated a male 
masturbation motion. She shook the rubber cock a few 
time to get Gia's attention, not that it wasn't glued to 
the artificial prick.

"Why don't you come over and give 'big boy' here a 
little suck." she said. "I'm sure you've had lots of 
practice at it."

Gia crawled across the floor and took Elayne's "cock" 
into her hand. Slowly she slid it deep inside her mouth. 
Truth be told, Gia normally wasn't enthusiastic about 
blowing a guy. In this case however, she found it an 
exciting turn on.

"You're a real cock-sucker, aren't you?" Elayne laughed 
as she got turned on even more watching Gia.

With a slight reluctance, she took hold of the dildo and 
pulled it from dark haired girl's eager mouth. She told 
Gia to get down on all fours, then went to her knees 
behind her.

"Baby, get ready for the fucking of your life!" Elayne 
declared as she readjusted a strap, tightening it as far 
as it would go.

From a blue tube that she had taken out of the cabinet 
with the strap on, Elayne smeared a large amount of 
clear lubricant over the cockhead of her dildo. Then she 
pushed her slippery fingers down between Gia's legs and 
up into the already lubricated pussy. She pushed all 
five fingers in, stretching the opening.

"Oooo!" moaned Gia as she felt the initial intrusion.

Elayne pressed her naked body up against the back of 
Gia's own. She lifted the hanging cock and positioned 
the head against the now saturated tunnel.

"Spread those beautiful legs, Peaches." Elayne whispered 
into Gia's ear as she nibbled at it. "cause this is 
going to be better than any man could ever do." she 
added with a kiss.

She rubbed the head of her cock up and down the length 
of Gia's pussy before taking a firm grip and shoving it 
into her.

"Aaaaa!" Gia yelled as she felt herself being penetrated 
.

"Relax." Elayne said as she eased the dildo out a 
little, before pushing it back in twice the depth of her 
first attempt.

Elayne reach around and rubbed her fingers against Gia's 
clit. Doggy style was the Sergeant's favorite position 
when she fucked another woman. It gave her such a 
feeling of superiority. Her frantic motions against the 
small nub at the top of Gia's cunt helped distract the 
girl beneath her from the initial pain as Elayne began 
to thrust deeper within her with an ever increased 
frequency.

Gradually, the pain lessened and gave way to an 
increasing pleasure. Even through the artificial cock, 
Elayne could feel the walls of Gia's cunt grabbing hold 
of her as she thrust inside her again and again.

"You love this, don't you?" Elayne asked between thrusts 
as she grabbed Gia's hips and pulled her ass hard 
against her. "You're such a horny little bitch!"

"Oh yes," Gia panted as she began to match Elayne's 
rhythm and draw the dildo deeper inside her.

Elayne slid her hands up and down Gia's body, continuing 
to fuck her with increasing ferocity. Her fingers closed 
tight against the girl's breasts as she used then to 
pull Gia against her time after time. Elayne always got 
off fucking other women in this way. She loved to be in 
control.

Elayne pushed Gia's head and shoulders down against the 
tile floor, offering greater access to the depths of her 
pussy. The constant rubbing against her own love button 
was sending her into pre-orgasmic fits as well. Hot 
sweat covered the two bodies as both shook with the 
energy and passion of unrestricted sex.

Totally lost in the fury of her passion, Elayne grabbed 
Gia's short hair and pulled her head back. With a fierce 
fire in her dark eyes, Elayne pressed her lips hard 
against the helpless woman beneath her. The taste of 
their tongues as they intertwined was enough to push her 
to within an inch of the abyss.

"Deeper." Gia gasped as Elayne's tongue slid out of her 
mouth.

Try as she might, it was physically impossible for 
Elayne to get further inside Gia. At least in the 
position they were in.

"Roll over!" Elayne commanded as she pulled the dildo 
all the way out. "On your back!"

Not even giving Gia time to comply, the older woman 
pushed her onto her back. A brief moment later she 
rammed the large rubber cock between the outstretched 
legs.

Gia screamed in ecstasy as Elayne drove the dildo it's 
full length within her. It had been almost six months 
since she'd had a man within her and he hadn't been half 
as good as the woman fucking her now. Elayne's mounds 
pressed hard against Gia's globes, causing an electric 
tingling as their nipples touched.

Burying her temporary manhood deep inside her new lover, 
Elayne's body quaked in anticipation of the new 
explosion she knew was imminent. Beneath her, Gia was 
lost in a similar state.

Continuing to pump away with all her strength, Elayne 
was taken by surprise when Gia legs came up and wrapped 
around her buttocks, allowing her to penetrate to an 
even greater depth. Gia's arms also wrapped around her, 
binding them together in an unbreakable lock.

"Fuck me!" Gia screamed at the top of her lungs, a cry 
so loud that for a moment Elayne feared it might heard 
out in the hall.

One final thrust was enough to unleash the building 
explosions. Both bodies jerked violently as they were 
consumed by the body quake that ripped through each of 
them.

Gia drove her nails deep into Elayne's back as the 
orgasmic paralysis gripped her. Elayne continued to 
plummet the captive pussy that was pressed so tightly 
against her own, until she too was gripped by that same 
loss of control.

If anything, Elayne came even harder the second time. 
Gia wasn't far behind her. By the time they were done, 
both women were drenched in sweat.

As they lay exhausted on the cold floor, Gia knew she 
had undergone a revelation. As much as she had enjoyed 
lording it over girls like Holly, it was nothing 
compared to the charge she'd gotten from serving someone 
like Elayne. There were going to be some major changes 
in her life after this.

After catching their breath, the two women headed for 
the showers to clean up. Gia was more than happy to wash 
Elayne until the Sergeant was clean as could be. She 
also took the opportunity to kiss and caress every inch 
of that magnificent body.

When they'd finished and she had dried her lover off, 
Gia also helped her dress. She even tied the laces she 
had earlier undone.

"After you get yourself cleaned up, I want you to take 
care of that mess back in my office," Alexander said, 
shifting back into her Sergeant's role.

"Yes, Sergeant." Gia's tone was now more respectful in 
keeping with her new role.

"When we're alone, you can call me Ma'am." Elayne 
offered.

"Oh yes, Ma'am." Gia beamed, both at the gift and the 
prospect that they would be alone again in the future.

Pleased, Elayne kissed her lightly on the lips and then 
went on her way. As Gia watched her sway down the 
corridor, she couldn't wait until the next time she 
could kiss that beautiful ass.

***

When she walked out on the parade ground, Elayne found 
Sergeant Clayton waiting. With a neutral expression on 
her face, she went over to her.

"How did everything go?" Stacy Clayton asked.

Elayne Alexander smiled. "I don't think the Air Force is 
going to have any more disciplinary problems with Airman 
Mazzini. In fact I think she's going to turn out to be a 
model recruit after all."

"That's good to hear." Sergeant Clayton nodded. "It 
would be a shame to waste potential like that."

"And how did you make out with Airman Wellington?"

"We came to an understanding as well."

"It would be a good idea to separate the two of them." 
Elayne suggested. "For their own good of course.

"I've already filled out the paperwork." Stacy smiled. 
"As of this afternoon, she's now officially part of my 
Flight. Of course that means she has to repeat the last 
few weeks of basic, but she more than understands. In 
fact, after our little talk, she's looking forward to 
it."

"I thought the two of you might hit it off." Elayne 
laughed. "Ever since that night I first caught her 
playing with herself in my office. She was more than 
happy after that to help out with our little problem 
with Airman Mazzini."

"Yes, it looks like everyone wins."

"Oh, two other things," Elayne added. "You're still good 
friends with Robinson over in personnel, right?"

Stacy nodded her assent. If a good friend could be 
defined as giving the Master Sergeant a blow job now and 
then, then she still qualified.

"Do me a favor and have him change Mazzini's travel 
orders for after graduation. I think the English air 
will agree with her nicely."

"I figured you might want something like that. I'll talk 
to him in the morning." Stacy grinned. When she had Bob 
Robertson's cock in her mouth, there was little he 
wouldn't do for her. "But you said there were two 
things."

"Oh yes. Send a nice little gift and a thank you note to 
Angela Martin over at Pope. Tell her that I owe her 
dinner."

"I think you owe her something a lot better than just a 
dinner!"

"I think you're right."

Both women laughed rather loudly. Loud enough for a 
recruit passing them to wonder what was the joke. She 
stopped for a moment, then realized that both NCO's were 
looking at her.

If Jessie Murdock learned nothing else in basic 
training, it was never a good idea to draw a Sergeant's 
attention. Much less two of them. The way they looked at 
her after she'd stopped made Jessie sure they'd noticed 
something wrong with her uniform. Some little oversight 
that would lead to a lecture at the least, or some 
really crappy detail at worse. Not wanting to take that 
chance, she just sort of smiled as if she'd appreciated 
the joke, whatever it was, and quickly moved on.

Jessie would've been surprised to find that both 
Sergeants were indeed thinking about her uniform. Or 
more specifically, how good she might look out of it.

The End

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