| War Stories Gun shots could be heard from all over the cut up field. The lesbian army had been formed over two years ago when the fighting over sexuality started. As the name suggests all the girls fighting are lesbian though there are some men from other places there as well. Holly leaped over the trench wall with ease and looked at the women in with her, she had fiery red hair caked in mud, deep blue eyes, a sharp chin, soft nose and a slim figure. "It's rather hot out out their." she gasped at the stunned faces. "On a scale one one to a lot how much do I want to fuck someone right now?" one woman yelled over an artillery shell hitting five hundred yards away. the woman had blond hair that had been vigorously bushed to get rid of the mud and looked worse for it. "Sally if you would shut up and concentrate for ten minutes it would be of great assistance," the only man in the trench yelled. He was one of the few male supporters of the lesbian army left and he had a ruthless reputation. "Where's Kath?" Holly yelled at the top of her voice, speech was becoming difficult. "She was hit in the back five minutes ago, we might not get out of this one with all our limbs," the man yelled back. Holly noded and ran across the trench the where the wounded were kept. The underground bunker was hot humid and smelt of sex where people were being read their last rights. A doctor walked over to Holly. "Who do you want to see?" she said in a monotone. "I need to see Kath," Holly snapped. "She's in the tenth bed on you right." The doctor sounded a little brighter. Holly ran across the room to Kath's bed. "Hi darling," Holly cooed as if she were a mother. "Hey sexy." Kath had dark black hair and icy blue eyes that stood out like torch beams and rounded features. The two kissed passionately. "When I heard the news I thought I might have to give the last rights." "Never, I would never die on you baby," Kath said pushing herself up from the pillow. "Let's hope that will be true," Holly sighed hoping it was. "God I remember when I first met you, and now look at you caked in mud," Kath sighed with the effort of remembrance. The two lovers had met when Holly had turned sixteen nine months ago. You had to be sixteen to join the army and Holly had pelted down the street in her dressing gown, she was so eager to fight. Her training officer had been Kath. In the lesbian army it was actually implied that you should try and have an affair with a least one other soldier. "Yes that was a beautiful weekend." "Well naturally, you were there," Kath teased. Holly walked over and hugged the bed-bound Kath affectionately. "So how is it looking up there?" Kath broke the moment. "Ugly. The girls are scared and there's artillery fire stopping any form of counter attack, but we do have a chance of breaking out if we don't get mowed down by machine gun fire." "Well that's put a right downer on things. Can I have another kiss please?" Kath offered her cheek and got French kissed instead. "That better?" Holly asked when she withdrew. "Much," and they kissed again. "Oi! Holly get that sweet arse of yours up right now!" the masculine voice cut through the peace like a chainsaw. "Ow," Holly sulked. "All war no play." Holly got up and walked past the screen, then stuck her head back and blew a kiss. "You can do her later but we have a job to do!" the voice yelled from the top of the bunker and Holly jogged off leaving Kath chuckling quietly at the pun. |