We both transferred in late, so got roomed up together. One glance between us was all it took. The only question was whose bunk, mine or hers?
She was a big-boned Ohio girl, full-breasted, with nipples like fat, pink teats demanding a hard suckling.
We both froze when thumping boots stopped outside.
“Immediate, by order of D. Eisenhower, commanding. Any female officer suspected of immoral behavior, alone or in company, shall be reported immediately to a superior officer,” Sergeant Jacobs intoned, then hissed, “So make sure both those racks look used before inspection, damn it!”
“Yes Ma’am,” we giggled back.
