Back at the base

For Sarah Fort Holiday lived up to its nickname more than for anyone else, it had been like a three-month long holiday in Sodom and Gomorrah. As much as the Captain had enjoyed being the Camp’s Whore, she was glad that it was coming to an end. Not that she suddenly craved sexual abstinence, but the mundane order of the everyday life in the military should help her return to regular life and normal amounts of sex. Delivering a lengthy detailed boring report of the last commision was exactly the kind of awful activity that could remove even the greatest arousal. When the idols of military bureaucracy were satisfied the Captain could finally return to regular duty.

Sarah was walking through the base in her parade uniform; it had been freshly ironed and laid on her perfectly. She was feeling elegant and professional, and a bit sexy as well, thanks to the black lace lingerie worn underneath the uniform. She could not suddenly stop being herself, and no-one would be able to tell by looking at her calves that the stockings she was wearing were an expensive kind. The Captain was simply feeling good when she was approached by a young female lieutenant whom she barely recognised.

“Captain Bendt?”

“Yes.”

“General Winfield would like to see you.”

“General Winfield?” Sarah was genuinely surprised.

This particular General had nothing to do with Fort Holloway and while he was her superior, he never spoke with her personally. She could think of only one reason why Winfield might act that way and it was not a happy thought. Trying to maintain an impassive look she asked:

“Has the General mentioned why he wants to see me?”

“No, Captain,” the Lieutenant was polite and patient. And very pretty.

Lieutenant Keira Thompson seemed to be in her early twenties, she was of similar height and built as Sarah, she had light brown skin and thick dark brown hair tied in a ponytail. Apart from her high cheek-bones she had soft facial features, with her large dark round eyes being the most prominent element.

“When should I meet the General?” the Captain asked.

“If it’s convenient for you, Captain, the General would see you right now,” her expression and voice remained polite and professional.

“Then let’s not keep him waiting, Lieutenant,” Sarah replied with a smile, although her heart was beating faster.

Keira led Sarah to the General’s office which was located on the second floor of an old brick building. It had the old school style of practical luxury reserved for high ranking officers. The building’s ground floor was elevated and the entire construction was quite tall which gave the General a decent view of the training grounds. There were two ways of entering the office, directly from the corridor or through his adjutant’s, Lieutenant Thompson, office; most people had to use the latter route and Sarah was one of them.