"Legion woman can't provide the pleasure that's available between these legs."

"Legion woman can't provide the pleasure that's available between these legs." Lily says as saucily as she can muster, under the circumstances.

A sharp crack of the soldier's hand rips across her face and Lily finds herself crumpled to the floor. She yelps, crawling away from the violent madman.

His eyes narrow, staring down at her like a looming giant as she hears the hiss of steel escaping his scabbard. "This'll each you respect girl." He lumbers toward her.

All Lily can do is scream, frantically covering herself up with one hand while simultaneously seeking an exit of some kind. She flees, her feet faster than the swipe of the blade which misses her by inches. She turns another corner, then another right, then a left.

Her heart skips a beat then, although not the first time she's fled but it had been awhile. She turned another right...

"Dead End." The soldier was impossibly behind her, neither breathing hard nor showing any signs of emotion.

'It was impossible!" Elated Lily, 'She wasn't a soldier by any means but even she knew she could run with the best of them.' "Please sir!" She pleaded for her life, "I meant no harm. Only to serve! Only to Serve!"

That's the last thing she heard, before the steel met her flesh.

THE END