Dear Reader,
Thank you for taking the time to read my story, I hope you're enjoying Gingers adventures. Please do take the time to vote and leave comments, they really mean the world to me and other authors.
Thanks, as always to Tefler for inspiring me and allowing me to play in his universe, and to my outstanding editors, Gene and Rus, you guys rock!
Stacey x (dididothat)
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The recruits waited on the painted footprints carrying their knapsacks ready at five minutes before six.
"Good morning Maggots," Sargent Hicks said marching up to them.
"Good morning, Sir" they barked as one.
"So, you flabby sacks of crap actually passed? Well now the real work begins," she said grinning evilly at them.
"Jump right turn!" Hicks yelled, the recruits obeyed instantly, and they set of at a gentle jog to the flight line.
The crew chief strapped them into the drop ship. Quickly it took off, Ginger was surprised at the smooth flight, she dozed off as the sun rose.
Her knapsack being thrown in her lap woke her later, she squinted around wondering how long the flight had been. The ship began to descend.
"Standby to disembark," Hicks yelled.
The ship touched down and the tail ramp dropped.
"Go!" she ordered.
The recruits raced out quickly, they spotted the painted footprints and quickly fell in.
Grunting her approval Hicks jogged the recruits to the main gate.
"You got forty-eight hours, its ten hundred, you be back here," she said scowling fiercely at them all.
"Girls over here, the rest of you fall out," she barked.
The female recruits hurried over to Hicks.
"If he was on your course, don't fuck him, if he's a Marine, don't fuck him, if you think he's a Marine, don't fuck him, if he's Navy, don't fuck him, if he's Air Force, well don't break him, they are delicate," she said dismissing them.
The girls ran after the guys and they all piled into the taxi's hanging around.
They piled into the first bar they found, and drinks started to flow.
Lyn put her arm round Ginger, "want to get out of here?" she yelled in Gingers ear, Ginger nodded, and they made their way outside.
"I need something to eat," Ginger slurred.
"Yeah, me too," Lyn giggled.
Unsteadily they made their way to a fast food place and stuffed themselves on burgers.
"I don't know about you, but my pussy is chewing a hole in my leg," Lyn said sitting back in the booth.
Ginger giggled loudly, "but I don't have a dick."
They fell about laughing as if it was the funniest thing either of them had said.
"I'm serious, bitch, I need to get laid," Lyn said throwing a fry at Ginger.
"Your pretty, you'll find a guy no trouble," Ginger said snickering.
"I can't be bothered, I want someone who's going to do the job, you wanna come with me?"
"Seriously, you want to find a hooker?" Ginger asked.
"We need to sleep somewhere so let's get a hotel, find a couple of hookers and fuck the shit out of them," Lyn said seriously.
"Yeah, lets get a hotel, I wanna get some clothes too," Ginger said.
Feeling a bit more sober Lyn and Ginger left the restraint and found a small boutique, used to rushing everything they picked out a little black dress each and a pair of heels, Ginger grabbed a long brunette wig.
A hotel was no problem, giggling they fell into the room, Lyn stripping off the uniform quickly. Ginger couldn't help but admire Lyn's toned body. She stepped into the heels she brought and took a few steps. Unconsciously Ginger licked her lips noticing how Lyn's boobs pushed out and her legs seemed to lengthen.
"Come on try yours," she giggled noticing Ginger watching her.
Ginger stripped and stepped into her heels, taking a few steps trying to adjust to something other than the boots.
"Put the wig on," Lyn said passing it over.
Ginger put the wig on and styled it over one shoulder.
"Fuck me, I had no idea how pretty you really are," Lyn said breathlessly.
"I'm not pretty," Ginger said blushing.
"Let's go get some cock," Lyn said pulling on her short black dress.
Ginger put her dress, suddenly realising how short and tight it was, she smiled to herself feeling how the stretchy material clung to her body.
Lyn giggled as they walked into the brothel, the bar was well appointed and filled with the usual mix of people.
"I've never fucked a hooker before," Lyn said as they sipped cocktails.
"Really? I thought you'd done this before," Ginger said.
Lyn shook her head sucking on the straw, "what about you?"
Ginger blushed.
"Oh, you are a fucking bad bitch, I knew you were more fun that you looked," she giggled, "so how does it work?"
"Find a guy you like, get him here and work it out from there."
"What like him?" Lyn asked pointing obviously at one of the suited guys.
"Yeah like that, subtle like," she laughed as the guy came over.
"Can I help you ladies?" he asked taking Lyn's hand and kissing it.
"I want to fuck back at our hotel," Lyn said before she collapsed giggling.
"Ah, you're on leave?" he said kissing Gingers hand.
"Yeah forty-eight hours," Ginger said.
"I'd be more than happy to look after you, I'm Adam" he said with a smile.
Lyn ran her hand down his arm, "Have you got someone for my friend?"
"Lyn!" Ginger protested as Adam laughed.
"Sure, I have a friend for her," he called over one of the other guys, a large dark-skinned man, he walked over casually, Ginger couldn't help but think he looked like a panther as he walked, suddenly this whole adventure seemed like a really good idea.
"Hi, I'm Ethan," he said kissing the girl's hands.
"Oh yeah, Ginger likes you," Lyn giggled noticing the look on her face.
"We aim to please," Ethan said.
