Please note: "Some of the scenes
described within this narrative are actually based upon true events. They could be quite upsetting for some
readers, as they contain brutal sexual assaults and horrific deaths. I
will NOT describe such scenes fully, for the sake of the victims who
endured this horror.” SJW.
1. THE 'TENNIS CLUB' - A
temporary military hospital, Singapore, February 1942.
The young nurse ran down the corridor, past the full stretchers of
newly arrived wounded and her frantic colleagues, trying to cope with yet
another influx of casualties. Nurse Ruth Chambers, newly arrived in Hong Kong,
gripped the two small keys in her hand and stopped outside the private room. A
hastily written note in chalk declared; 'POW - No Entry.' was hanging from the
door. The guard was gone, now probably dead or wounded in the fighting that
neared the makeshift hospital. She fumbled with the lock for a few seconds and
finally managed to get the damn door open, bursting into the room. "You've
got to run for it! The bloody Japanese are coming up the road; they'll be
here in minutes."
Private John Devlin Hook, aged 23 years and under arrest for the
apparent murder of his Platoon officer, jumped from the bed and held up
his handcuffed wrist; "Sorry darling, I can't go anywhere unless I drag
this bloody bed with me!" He shouted and shook his arm violently; the
small metal bed rattled and slid across the floor a few inches. John Hook was
quite a powerful man, fit from army life and boxing. The nurse didn't say
anything but threw John the two keys and ran back out the door. John could now
hear gunfire and small explosions; nearby and approaching.
He realised immediately that the small silver key, next to the door key
would fit the handcuffs. He actually chuckled and muttered; "Fucking good
on you Ruthie, you fucking came through for old Hooky boy!" The young
nurse had been kind to the condemned man, bringing him extra portions of
ice cream and paperback books.
She had dressed his wounded shoulder and gave him painkillers.
"A fucking good decent soul." He said softly; nothing like him.
But there had been several 'good and decent' fuckers in his patrol that 2nd
lieutenant Clifford Rees-Davis had abandoned to die, defending the small petrol dump. The bastard had simply ran patrol that 2nd lieutenant Clifford Rees-Davis had abandoned to die,
defending the small petrol dump. The bastard had simply ran away and John Hook had gone after him. He shot the cowardly fucker
without hesitation and now faced death by hanging. He would have been hung
tomorrow morning, but the invading Japanese Army, arriving suddenly,
had thwarted that particular little show for the top brass, who John
hated.
John hastily unlocked himself and grabbed up his shirt and small kitbag;
then made for the hospital grounds. He ran past abandoned ambulances and blood-stained
trucks, some still filled with wounded, who shouted at him for help and water.
He ignored their pleas and dived into the small monsoon ditch. On his hands and
knees, he made his way along the ditch, but stopped suddenly and pulled leaves
and bushes down upon himself. He was hardly breathing, as he watched the Japanese
officer and about two dozen men, approach the doors of the temporary hospital.
They had their bayonets fixed and looked battle weary and a little angry. They
had been fighting for years in China and now, they had the bloody British
Empire to fight.
That made John smile a little; that's when he saw the two doctors with a
large stick; a white pillow case tied to one end. They were waving it
frantically, with their free hands in the air.
They were shot dead where they stood, and two angry Japanese soldiers
finished them off with bayonets. John Cussed under his breath and watched the
soldiers enter the hospital. He cowed down as more and more shots rang out. He
knew there was no fighting British soldiers in there, just patients, doctors,
nurses and unarmed medical staff.
The shooting continued for a couple of minutes; then a really
ominous silence came over the place. John eased himself up a little and
thought about making a run for it, but three Japanese trucks had turned up with
about six or seven soldiers scattered amongst them. John thought the empty
trucks would be for prisoners and maybe, the wounded.
That's when he saw the two nurses being dragged from the hospital by
half a dozen laughing and shouting Japanese soldiers. They ripped the
nurse's uniforms off and left the two young women in just their army issue
stockings. They were thrown to the ground and the rape party started. The screaming and sobbing made John clench and unclench his fists and curse
repeatedly. Each girl was brutally, raped, punched and slapped by maybe
six or seven men. When the soldiers had finished, two of the men pissed
over the prostrate women; giggling loudly and slapping each other. The two
girls were hauled up and thrown into the back of a truck; John could see little
puddles of blood upon the gravel driveway.
He watched, filled with useless and helpless anger, as another two
young nurses were dragged out and the whole dreadful scene was repeated. Except
one young woman tried to escape; she somehow managed to throw off the two
soldiers who were holding her down for their colleagues to violate.
She ran a few yards before being shot dead. A soldier ran up to the body and
kicked it violently, then pulled his bayonet from his rifle and stabbed and
chopped at the body for a few minutes. The other nurse, screaming hysterically
was raped by nearly a dozen men and thrown, still and almost lifeless into the
back of the truck, with her two friends.
Another two women were dragged out and yet again, brutally raped
and beaten before John's eyes, which were now filled with tears. He wasn't an
emotional man by any means [except anger maybe] but the sights before him
placed a large rock in his stomach and throat.
This went on until nightfall; two girls each time including the grim-faced
Sister, who the officer took first. Punching her and shouting, as he sodomised
her in front of the other sobbing nurse and his cheering soldiers. After their
ordeal, both women were thrown upon the truck with the other girls. When they
had no new girls to rape, the Japanese and their trucks pulled away, with
the bruised and battered nurses aboard and only about half a dozen soldiers remained
to guard the silent buildings.
John lay in the ditch, head in hands, and slowly realised that he had not
seen young 'Ruthie' amongst the violated women. He knew he had to find out
about her, even if it caused more pain and anguish to him. He resolved to check
out the hospital under the cover of darkness. But first he needed a weapon.
One Japanese soldier - probably a corporal - was drinking sake by the
large ornamental flowerpots, near the hospital's side door. What
caught John's eye was his pistol holster and belt.
John flexed his fingers and quietly removed his leather belt. He made his way to the unsuspecting soldier, crawling on his belly. He was
that close to the soldier that he could hear the man chuckling to himself. He
had no idea that John Hook was behind him. John flexed his belt and struck. The
soldier took about a minute to die, thrashing about and struggling in the
gravel in almost silence. The belt had prevented any shouts for help as John
strangled him.
John pulled the body behind the pots and stripped it of anything useful -
especially the pistol - then noticed the specks of blood around the soldier’s
crotch. He grunted with satisfaction; "Hope you enjoyed those poor bitches
my friend. You won't fuck anyone else." He muttered to himself and
disappeared into the side door of the tennis Club, turned hospital.
There were bodies everywhere, on stretchers and in beds. The soldiers of
Imperial Japan had butchered the sick and wounded with bullets and bayonets. He
passed a young native nurse sprawled across a dead Australian soldier in his
bed. She had clearly tried to protect the man and had been savagely bayoneted
to death. John just shook his head and crept down the corridor and suddenly
realised he could hear faint crying in the dark. With moonlight streaming
through the windows, he could just make out the sign on the door; it was the
morgue.
He quietly and slowly pushed on the door and crept in. In the far corner
were huddled three nurses: all crying softly. To his immense relief, one was
'Ruthie'. She simply stared at John and then ran across the floor on her hands
and knees, grabbing his legs. He ran his fingers through her long dark hair and
whispered; "Your safe now, but we need to get the bloody hell out of
here!"
The three young nurses had actually hidden in the morgue drawers,
along with cold dead bodies, as the soldiers searched the hospital. Lt. Ruth
Chambers had managed to compose herself and her calm, had helped the other two
nurses, to deal with the terrible situation they found themselves in. Lt.
Patricia [Big Pat] Collins and Lt. Dawn Baines both gripped John by the
shoulder and hand.
He could see the look of utter terror and fear upon their faces. They had
seen what happened to their colleagues; through the small morgue window. Dawn gripped his hand and whispered; "You
will use that on me, if we're about to be captured by...by those...by those
animals." She gestured to his pistol. John just nodded and told the women
to follow him. They crept from the building and slipped into the Monsoon ditch
after the girls removed their precious stockings [right in front of him, which
made him smile a little]. The little group, in single file, crawled through the
ditch, but stopped and watched the Japanese soldiers set fire to the hospital;
they wanted to hide their evil deeds and fire could do that.
The little group managed to avoid the many Japanese troops that
were patrolling the small road, that lead up towards the mountains and by a
derelict school they came upon a British Patrol; also trying to make the mountain
road. John could not believe his bad luck; they were from his old Regiment and
the young Captain certainly knew who he was.
2. THE BAND OF LITTLE
HOPE.
Captain Frank Ames pointed his pistol at Private Hook and held out his
other hand; "The gun you bastard or I'll shoot you down like the dog you
are." John just stared at the young captain and shook his head. "The
fucking Japanese are all over the place. Do you know what they did at the
temporary hospital? You’re going to need every man with a gun." The captain
nodded, the pistol not moving from John; "I know what they did, and I know
what you did; the gun now." He said and gestured for his sergeant to take
John's pistol and holster. Sergeant Campbell walked over and held out his hand.
John chuckled and pulled off the belt and handed it to the sergeant. "How
are you, Donald?" He asked. The sergeant nodded and said softly;
"Better for having you back, you mad bastard." and returned to the
officer with the pistol belt.
The officer lowered his pistol and placed it back in his side holster. He
threw John's gun to a young, skinny private who had no weapon. "Look after
that Haines." The young soldier nodded and wiped his nose on the back of
his hand. John turned to Ruth and said softly; "Most of these boys are no better
than boy scouts; just arrived from England. There’s only me, the sarge, big Alec
Kent and little 'Spider' Murphy that's been in the jungle and had a set too
with the bloody nips. The rest look like they couldn't fight their way out of a
wet paper bag."
He sighed, adding; "Bloody cannon fodder." Ruth looked
concerned and whispered; "What about the captain?" John grunted;
"Straight out of Sandhurst. He wasn't at the fight party. Sitting in
battalion HQ sharpening his bloody pencils I expect."
The captain smiled at the nurses' and asked if they would attend
some of the men, they had minor injuries, but it would be nice to have them
seen too. Ruth turned to the other girls, and they set about tending the boys
with minor cuts and bruises. Captain Ames turned to John; "I can't lock
you up. But you step out of line just once and I'll shoot you. Do you
understand that you murdering bastard?" John just smiled at him and went
over to some felled trees and sat down. The sergeant threw him a canteen of
water and John asked him for a fag. The pair lit up a single cigarette and
smoked it between them.
"He's actually not bad for a green one; got us out of the
depot when the japs paid us a visit. He kept his head, made the right
decisions." He breathed out some smoke - not smiling - and added;
"Besides, He's all we got and only he knows the call sign and radio code
for that fucking Aussie sub."
Now that did grab John's attention; "What fucking Aussie
sub?" He asked with real interest. The sergeant smiled; "He managed
to get hold of a Aussie sub, they'll pick us up - if we make Kanyo Point -
in three days. That's going to be some feat, with Jap's crawling up our arse
and towing three bloody women." John nodded; finishing the cigarette;
"Don't worry about the girls, after what they witnessed; they'll crawl on
their fucking bellies to get away from the nips." The sergeant chuckled
and re-joined his men.
The captain was getting everyone together. They were moving out.
The captain shouted at John; "On your feet Hook and keep in front of me,
where I can see you. I don't want you behind my bloody back." John smiled
and slowly walked over to the little group of very desperate people. "It
will be my pleasure to join your ragged arse command of trained jungle
killers." The sarcasm in his voice was obvious. The captain just grunted,
and the little band moved back into the jungle. The sergeant up front with John
closes by.
John looked back at Ruth, helping a limping young soldier along and
smiled. She had woken something in him that he had not felt for a long time about a woman. He cursed his bloody luck; it had to happen now, in the middle of war, chased by fucking murdering japs and
facing the hangman's noose. He actually chuckled to himself; "Keep a grip
hooky boy."
They made slow progress and night was falling fast. They had dived for
cover several times as Japanese aircraft passed overhead. The jungle vanished
into the darkness of night and the group had to stop; there would be no comforting
fires, hot food or shelter. They huddled together beneath some really big trees
and settled in for the night.
The captain knelt under his pulled off jacket, with the sergeant
and by weak torchlight, examined the map. The priority was reaching Kanyo Point
and keeping the radio safe. The sergeant nodded; he had given that crucial job
to big Alec. It was in safe hands. Then there was the officer murderer, Private
John Hook. What was to be done with him? The sergeant sighed; "Sir, if
there's a fucking fight in the jungle, then I want that murdering bastard right
next to me." The officer nodded. The sergeant was a good man, experienced
in the jungle and already had seen fierce fighting twice. That was good enough
for him.
John and big Alec stood the first watch. They sat a little way from the
camp and watched the jungle trail. Big Alec chuckled and whispered; "If
you hadn't shot that bastard, I would have done it. But not in front of bloody
witness's you mad bastard." John slapped his big shoulder and stared out
into the darkness.
Just after midnight, john rubbed his tired eyes and then stiffened; his
was now fully awake. He gently tapped big Alec. "I can hear
something." He whispered. Alec shook his head and brushed off his
tiredness. They lay hardly breathing and listened. John was right, someone was
creeping through the jungle, heading right for their little camp. Alec raised his
rifle and very slowly and quietly pulled the bolt back and forward. He was
ready to shoot. John tapped his shoulder again and gestured to the jungle.
"Let's not wake up the world until we know who that is." He
whispered. Alec nodded and John slipped away.
He found the slight figure just yards from their position, carefully
working its way through the thick, clinging vegetation. John smiled to himself;
your good, but I'm better. He said to himself.
A jap prisoner might be very useful. He had a pretty good idea that this
jap was lost and didn't have a rifle. He crept forward, slowly and quietly. Then jumped, he had the figure on their back in an instant,
hand across mouth and arm held tight. He grabbed the fellow’s shirt and received quite a surprise; he was gripping a wonderful big breast, with the large nipple between his fingers. He
stared hard and slowly moved his hand about to make sure; yes it was a woman's
breast. The woman sighed; "You can remove your bloody hand from my tits
now private." It was an Australian nurse!
They sat up and John stared hard at her; she adjusted her blouse
and cussed; she had a couple of buttons missing. She gave him a very unpleasant
look; "You realise, that thanks to you, I'll be walking around with my
bloody boobs hanging out." She whispered and pulled down her dirty skirt.
John caught a glimpse of white panties and really did smile. "Captain Alex
Cappanni, 31st Australian Field Hospital. And who are you? My groping
private?" John chuckled; "Ex-Private John Hook Ma'am. It's very nice
to meet you."
She stared at him; "Ex Private?" She asked. He nodded;
"Long story, we best get back to camp before big Alec starts shooting."
He jumped up and held out his hand. She gripped it tightly and he pulled her
up. He could see her magnificent breasts, barely hidden by her torn blouse in
the moonlight. She saw where he was looking and held the blouse together with
one hand. "When you've finished enjoying the view, shall we get
moving?"
John chuckled; "What a fucking woman!" Then realised, he still
had a firm grip on her hand. She gently pulled it from him and followed, as he
headed for the camp; whispering for Alec to stand down.
3. REINFORCEMENTS;
WELL, SORT OF......
The three young nurses were absolutely delighted to see the captain stride
into camp, with John hook following and gathered around her with Captain Ames.
Captain Cappanni explained that she and three men had escaped from the field
hospital after it had been overrun by the Japanese. She took a deep breath and
said simply; "They did not treat the prisoners well; especially the
nurses." The girls nodded and held onto each other; they knew full well
what the captain meant.
Young Ruth just had to ask; "Ma'am, what happened to your Bra?" The captain smiled, gripping her torn blouse; "I was
advised by our jungle expert, that running about the jungle in basically, a strait jacket [her bra] wouldn't help me breath. So I ditched
it; quite liberating really."
The girls immediately agreed, with Dawn pushing her hands up her
blouse, saying; "The Captain's bloody right. I've been struggling to
breathe since we started." She pulled off her bra and stuffed it in her
bag. The other two did the same. Captain Ames watched in astonishment -
and a little pleasure - but didn't argue. This particular captain of Nurses
clearly knew what she was about. She turned to Ames and asked; "Who's gone
after my people?"
The captain smiled; "My sergeant and private Murphy. They both know
their way around the jungle." Captain Cappanni nodded and pulled her blouse
together again. Ruth smiled; "Ma'am, I've a needle and thread in my bag.
We'll soon have that sewn up." Now that did make the Captain of Nurses
smile and Ruth produced her sewing kit from her bag.
Everyone settled back down and awaited the return of the
sergeant with the 'reinforcements'. John Hook sipped the canteen offered
to him by Private Chester Davis and said quietly; "Knew exactly what she was
doing. Soon as I grabbed her, she went still as a rabbit in car headlights.
Made bloody sure that I found out she was a woman. Lay with her legs up,
showing her bloody panties with my hand gripping her big tit. She knew damn
well that no man would kill that little honey." He grinned and kissed the
hand that had handled that beautiful soft breast.
"What a fucking woman. I'd really go for her." He added.
Chester smiled; "So would most of the men and they haven't groped those
big tits or seen her crotch." John handed back the canteen and watched
Captain Alex talking with the girls in the moonlight. Oh yes, he could really
go for a woman like that. Preferably with young Ruth at the same time,
smiling, he lay back against the tree and slept.
Alex sat with 'her' girls and sipped warm water from an enamel mug. She
really wished it was bloody brandy. The girls spoke softly about what happened
at the hospital. Ruth wiped her face; "If it wasn't for John, we would all
probably be ...dead or worse.
He killed a jap sentry and took us into the jungle. A couple of times,
jap patrols passed within a few feet of us. I can't believe they would hang a
man like that. "The other girls mumbled their agreement at that. Alex passed the mug around and Dawn topped it up from
her water bottle. "He's a condemned man for killing that officer,
regardless of the circumstances. The British Army doesn't take too kindly to
privates killing their officers; whatever the bloody officer did." Alex
said and glanced over at the sleeping private.
She could fully understand he's reaction to the officer running
away after telling his men to make 'a last stand'. She almost smiled to
herself; he was a big strapping lad and his touch had made her feel good; even
in the bloody jungle with Japanese troops crawling all over the place.
"Maybe you could speak up for him Ma'am. I mean they might listen to an
officer." Dawn said and sipped her cup; Alex shook her head; "I think
they have already decided his fate. Besides, I don't think a British Court Marshal
would pay much to an Australian Officer, a lowly Captain of Nurses and a woman
as well." The girls all sighed, but they smiled when Alex said; "But
I can try, I suppose. It must be worth a go; to save a man's life."
The little gathering
all broke up and the very tired girls tried to find a soft place to sleep. But
the crawling bugs and nightmares about snakes and Japanese soldiers kept them
awake until exhaustion took over and they slept badly on the dirty earth. Alex found
a cosy bush and settled down. Captain Ames disturbed her; he offered her half
of his chocolate bar, which she accepted. He spoke softly and grimly; he
expected her to keep the girls going - whatever happened - pulling an army
issue 'Smith & Weston' pistol from his canvas bag that he always carried.
He tapped it gently; "There's four rounds left Alex, should we be
about to be over run and captured, I will use it on you and the other nurses.
Do you agree?" Alex just stared at the pistol and found she was nodding.
"Bloody good show." Was all he said and slipped away to find his bed
for the night. Alex shuddered a little; she didn't know what frightened her
more; him or the bloody Japanese!
Hook was aroused by his name being whispered; He looked up and saw Alex standing over him. "A word with you private in private please." She whispered, she had her legs slightly apart and
he could see up her uniform skirt; the crotch of her damp panties looking
straight at him. He rose quickly and nodded, gesturing for her to follow him. They slipped away from the camp;
separately and met under a large tree.
John slowly ran his hands down her body and placed one on her bum. The
other pushed into her blouse and their mouths came together. Alex groped in his
shorts and was well pleased with what she discovered. “You are very well
equipped private.” She whispered as their tongues caressed each other. He grinned;
“So are you Ma’am, you could easily make me like officers again.”
His hand squeezed a breast, feeling the nipple harden under his touch.
His other hand slipped beneath her panties and found quite a wet patch, which
delighted him. She clearly wanted to fuck. They slowly sank down onto the grass
and dirt. His hand tugged down her panties and she took them from him and
stuffed them into her skirt pocket. They embraced for some time before she
broke away and knelt over his cock. She pushed it into her mouth and set to
work. John held a hand over his mouth to stifle his moans of pleasure. They
both knew that sound carried far in the jungle at night.
John was on his back, his dirty shorts pulled down. Alex climbed on,
squatting over his large cock and lowered her bum and fanny down, pushing it
deep into her open, wet vagina. She also pushed a hand over her mouth and began
to ride him. Slowly at first, then she gained speed as her vagina accepted him
more fully. He took hold of her big heaving tits and squeezed and caressed them
in equal measure. He pulled her down, until their mouths met - hands free - and
the pair kissed passionately, exploring each other with some urgency. After
some minutes, he carefully rolled Alex onto her back and began thrusting hard
and fast. She gripped his shoulders and clenched her teeth; she dare not make a
sound. John was having the same problem. But he really didn’t want some fucking
nip to stick a bayonet up his bum!
They quickly changed position; Alex was now on her knees, both hands over
her mouth, as John drove his big cock into her. She endured a big
orgasm in silence; well, apart from a little groan that escaped now and then.
John reached round and gripped those big tits he now loved so much. They
were fucking hard and fast. He managed to whisper something and Alex felt him cum inside her. That triggered yet another orgasm and the pair collapsed onto the dirt, panting.
They lay together for some time, John kissing her neck and shoulders, caressing
her, with his hands running over her limp body. Finally, he pulled his cock
from her, and she quickly shoved a hand between her legs and allowed his cum to
trickle on her hand. He watched with a real big smile, as she licked her
fingers.
He chuckled quietly and Alex whispered – grinning – that ‘one shouldn’t
waste good protein’. He pulled her to him, and pair kissed again. Alex stood by
the tree and buttoned up her blouse and pulled up her panties. She straightened
her skirt and hair, while he tugged up his shorts. “I could murder a bloody
cigarette and a beer right now.” He whispered and kissed her again, with real
passion. She nodded; “Just a bloody brandy would do me.” They made their way
back to camp; holding hands, and then slipped in – hopefully un-noticed - like
nothing had taken place.
The two natives watched from clearing’s edge and exchanged an amused
look. The older one gripped his bow and spoke into his comrade’s ear. The young
man restrained his laughter and slapped his friend on the shoulder. They both
hoped and wished that the white woman would be as generous to native men. They
made their way to the camp just after dawn.
4. A LITTLE LIGHT.
Captain Ames welcomed the pair with real warmth. He explained
to his men – and women – that Sans and Retu were jungle men from the mountains,
and they really hated the Japanese. “They’re in bloody good company here.” The
sergeant muttered to the still smiling John, who simply couldn’t stop looking
at Alex. The captain had met the pair at Battalion HQ, and they had been hired
as scouts. They would lead the small party through the jungle to Kanyo Point.
They knew a short route through ‘Diamond Valley’ a narrow pass that was the
only quick way to the submarine rendezvous point.
If, the Japanese did follow, they would have to go through the valley,
which was an excellent place for an ambush. A small force could hold the much
larger Japanese contingent there with ease.
If the Japanese didn’t go through, they would have to pass around the
valley and that would add a day – at least – to their pursuit of the group. Retu, who spoke some English – taught to him by
nun’s at the missionary school he had attended on occasion – also told the
captain about the Japanese that were now behind the group and following their
trail. They could be in this very spot in maybe four or five hours. The captain
nodded and the party immediately prepared to head out; they would be following the
two natives. But not before Retu had slid up to Alex. Grinning and spoke
quietly, so that he wasn’t overheard. He asked the nice white lady if she would
be ‘generous’ to him and Sans; like she was to the bad soldier who had killed
his white brother for running away.
Alex stared at the strong little man with large wooden hoops in
both ears and smiled a little. She had no idea that she and John had been seen
by the pair. She explained that she and John really didn’t want the others know
what happened in the jungle clearing. Retu grinned – again – and ran a finger
across his lips; “You do us favour and we do you favour.” He grinned – yet
again – and joined his comrade. Alex sighed, she certainly didn’t want Jericho
and the other’s to discover her little adventure. Besides the young man wasn’t
too bad looking and he was certainly fit. She wasn’t too happy about letting the
older one fuck her, but they seem to come as a pair. That made her chuckle; her
unintended pun: ‘cum’ as a pair!
The sergeant and private Murphy returned with Jericho, Wilson and
Owen in tow, the team’s cover story was simple; they had escaped when the
Japanese had over run their Field Hospital. Jericho was playing a civilian
supplier to the Australian Medical Corps - who had been caught up in the fighting
- with Owen as his assistant. Wilson was a big South African soldier, who had
been at the unit delivering supplies that had been swapped between the Field
Hospital and his unit. They had all been caught out by the speed of the
Japanese advance.
Everyone commented on the big man. John Hook smiled and spoke to
Donald [the sergeant] "Now that's one big bugger I want next to me in a
pub fight." The sergeant agreed. The mood in the makeshift camp was
sombre.
But some morale was
created when Owen handed around a packet of cigarettes and matches. He watched as the men shared one cigarette
between a pair. They wanted their little Christmas treat to last for a while. They picked up the ‘dogends’ to leave no signs
behind and hopefully; make up another cigarette from them.
Big Patricia liked Owen and shared her chocolate bar with him and Owen was really happy about that, and they
chatted together for some time, until the other nurses dragged her away and the
three walked together, laughing and talking. Wilson slapped Owen on the back;
"She likes you baby brother." and smiled; "So do something
bloody about it." Owen just grinned.
They moved out at dawn and came across the smashed-up truck,
halfway down a small ravine, just before mid-day. It was British and to their
delight still had some equipment and supplies scattered about. They found some
very welcome tins of ‘Bully Beef’ [corned beef] and peaches. But the captain
was almost ecstatic at finding a ‘Lewis’ machine gun with ammunition boxes.
Wilson and big Alec could easily manage it between them. They feasted on their
wonderful find and the food caused morale to improve greatly; but they had to move on after the
captain had stripped anything that the Japanese could use. They carried away
the petrol cans and anything else of use.
They camped just before nightfall and Captain Ames checked his
position with a compass and map. They had actually - to his surprise - made
good progress. At this rate, they should make the rendezvous point with a
couple of hours to spare. But that wasn't much leeway, with the Japanese army
right up their arses. The team assembled by the edge of the camp and held a
discrete meeting about this mission. The mission was the man, John Hook. Wilson
chuckled; "Didn't that famous Hollywood Director make a war film about
that already?"
Everyone chuckled at that. Jericho explained that in the original timeline,
Hook deserts the group to save his own skin and the Japanese caught up with the
little party, after following them through 'Diamond Valley'. There were only a
couple of survivors left to tell the tale. He didn't say who.
But something had changed - drastically - Hook became a bloody hero; killed holding off the Japanese forces, allowing the little group to escape. Their mission was to make sure that Hook runs off and the original timeline is recovered. Owen rubbed his face;
"Why the hell did a man like Hook suddenly do that? I've pulled his life
file from Human Records, and he was always in trouble as a civilian and as a
soldier. He looked after himself and no one else; until now."
Alex said nothing; maybe her little encounter with the man had stirred
something? She listened to the briefing in silence, thinking that she could
well be the catalyst that caused the change, but that didn't make sense; she
was only here because the damn timeline had changed already! But she couldn't
get that thought from her mind. The team meeting broke up and Alex crept
from camp towards a big tree.
5. THE NATIVES ARE FRIENDLY!
Alex waited at the agreed rendezvous point and sighed as Retu and Sans arrived,
smiling in anticipation. “Oh well, they kept their word and said nothing.” She
stood and reached under her grubby skirt and pulled down her panties. She had
already lubricated her fanny with some Vaseline from the medical kit. Retu
gestured to her and Sans pulled off his loin cloth. “So, you must be first.
Least they respect age around here.” Alex stared at the little man
with the big erect cock. It almost touched his belly button!
Alex groaned a little; “I wish I had used more bloody Vaseline.” She lay
back down and opened her legs. The little man knelt between them and spat on
his cock. “Thank you for that.” She said with some sarcasm, which – of course –
wasn’t understood by the men. He didn’t waste any time pushing his cock into
her and she groaned a little, lying back, as the old man thrust deep and
quickly. Alex stared up at the stars and thought how beautiful the jungle night
sky was, as Sans busied himself with her fanny. He didn't say anything as
he fucked her like a sex doll.
Alex also said nothing but could feel every thrust of his big cock. She
looked down at him a couple of times and sighed; the things she had to endure
to keep her sex life secret!
She had too surprises, one was that he lasted almost twenty minutes; hard
fucking her. The second was her two or three Orgasm’s she had with him. They came quick and unexpected.
Sans really did grin at that. He finally spurted deep inside of her and said nothing as he pulled out his cock. Alex stared between her legs,
his cum was running from her open vagina and down her thighs; there was loads of
the stuff. He stood and grinned, bowing a little. She took a deep breath as
Retu pulled off his loin cloth and knelt between her legs. He wasn't wasting
any time having his share of her slit. She groaned; he was even bigger than his
friend!
Retu mounted her with urgency and fucked her deep and hard. Alex had to
slap a hand over her mouth as she climaxed; really spurting hard. The little
man grinned as her fluid splashed against his balls and thighs. He whispered;
“It good for you most generous lady.” Alex nodded and a couple of little groans
escaped from under her hand. He fucked her hard and constantly. She had yet another
big squirt and lay back panting as he simply continued to fuck her. He finally
came and Alex felt his hot liquid filling any spaces inside her cunt, which
were not crammed with his big cock.
She sat up on her elbows and watched as he pulled his cock out
slowly and gently; the stream of cum flowed from her fanny and trickled into
the dirt. Both men replaced their loin clothes and bowed. They turned, saying
nothing and returned to camp. Alex staggered up and slowly pulled her panties
up and straightened her clothes up. She walked back to camp a little awkwardly,
her fanny was gaped, wet and a little tender. She stopped and just had to piss
behind some thick bushes, squatting down, she groaned with relief as her hot
piss, mixed with some of the men’s cum, splashed into the dirt.
She stood and started to pull her soiled panties up, then stared at the
Japanese soldier who was staring at her, mouth and eyes wide open. He wasn’t
even pointing his rifle at her. She stopped, with her knickers halfway up and for
some reason; smiled. The young soldier grinned broadly and placed his rifle
down and hurriedly began to unbutton his flies. “Oh, fucking hell.” She whispered
and knew she was about to be raped.
The figure came from the soldiers left and he was dead before falling to
the ground, still clutching his small cock. The bayonet had been driven
expertly through his throat, to cut off any screams. John smiled at her and wiped his knife on the dead soldier’s
shirt. “Pull your knickers up darling. If these bastards are this close, then we need to move and move bloody quickly.”
Alex could only nod and tug up her panties. John grabbed her hand; “I wondered
where you had gone. Next time you need to pee, bloody tell me and I’ll come
with you. There wouldn’t be any unpleasant surprises that way.” John said
quietly, with no censor in his voice.
Alex nodded; he had clearly not seen the two natives fucking her
brains out under the tree. She glanced back to see 'big Swen' the
Collector talking to the young dead Japanese's soldier. Swen smiled and
waved, the little soldier bowed to her with a big grin and followed Swen into
the bright light. Now that did make Alex think; if a Collector had turned up
for the dead soldier’s soul, then his death was scheduled. But how could that
be so? She practically caused it by being here and taking a piss and she
certainly wouldn't have been in the original timeline! That's one for Jericho,
she thought.
The group moved off quickly; the killing of the Japanese scout had
galvanised everyone into rapid action. They made for the pass with Sans
leading; Retu slid up to Alex and grinned; “We fuck you again. Then we keep big
mouths shut.” He said softly and actually winked. He ran and caught up with his
friend. Alex just groaned and hoped that the little jar of Vaseline would be
sufficient for another session with the two 'big' little men.
6. INTO 'DIAMOND VALLEY'.
Jericho admonished Alex about going into the jungle for a bloody pee and
not telling anyone. "A bloody good job that Hook was there to save you’re
flipping butt." He muttered and Alex explained about the Collector being
there. Jericho nodded, thinking hard; "That means the pair [Hook and the
Japanese soldier] was scheduled to meet up and Hook kill him. Your right Alex,
that's interesting and I wonder if Hook is telling the truth about going after
you because he couldn't see you around the camp. What the hell was he doing out
there?"
The team little meeting broke up and Alex caught Hook staring at her
several times as the party progressed through the jungle. They would soon come
upon the valley.
Owen was walking with Alex, and he smiled; "Our little native
friends really like you. They say you’re a most generous woman. In fact, they want to take you back to their village to be generous to all the men there." Alex sighed; she had forgotten that
temporal detectives could understand and speak any human language of the time
period they were in.
She chuckled; "How sweet, I treated their insect bites and they
wanted to give me presents, which of course, I refused. So they think I'm
generous, how nice." Owen grunted; "Their village men must suffer a
lot of bloody insect bites." Alex smiled again but groaned inside; the
thought of being 'generous' to a whole village of 'big' little men worried her.
She would need a bloody barrel of Vaseline. Then she smiled at the thought!
Wilson turned and jerked a thumb behind them; "Our little native friend
is back." They watched as Retu ran up to Captain Ames, who called for the
party to halt. Wilson lowered the Lewis gun to the ground. He easily carried
the big gun on his broad shoulders.
Owen shook his head; "I think we'll home in time for dinner. The
Japanese have sent out a quick moving advance party. They're just hours
behind us; the main body another couple of hours behind them." Wilson
nodded; "Time for Hook to disappear, I think." Alex looked across at
Hook, who was talking to Dawn and Ruth. The girls were smiling and laughing
quietly with him. She watched as he patted Ruth's arm and spoke in her ear. The
girl grinned and the two nurses wandered off to join their friend Patricia.
But her attention was drawn back to Captain Ames, who had everyone
gather closely around him. He explained just how dire their situation was. The
Japanese advance party could be quickly on them. But he had a plan; it wasn't a
very nice one. He wanted two volunteers to set up the Lewis gun in the valley
and hold the Japs until the group could make the rendezvous point.
He made it clear that they would be killed or captured. Everyone stood in
silence until finally the sergeant sighed; "I know how to use the fucking
thing [the Lewis gun] I aren’t married or anything. Got fuck all back home
except my old dad, who regularly gave me a good kicking when I was a kid. I'll
stay, but I'll need someone to the feed the bloody ammo."
The captain slapped the sergeant on the shoulder and asked; "Who's
joining him boys?" There was silence for a second or two, then young Chester Davis stuck up his hand and sighed; "Me Sir. I'm a Barnardo's boy. I ain't got anything or anyone back home. All the
rest of the men are married or got sweethearts, a mum and dad at home, waiting
for them to show up. There's only me and Hooky who ain't got anyone and he's a
bloody prisoner. I'll stay sir."
Alex actually brushed a tear away and then noticed all her girls were
doing the same. She swallowed hard; two bloody brave men who would never think
of themselves as bloody heroes. That decided, the sergeant and young Davis
would find a spot in the valley to set up the gun. Everyone shook their hands,
and the girls kissed them; including Alex.
Alex saw Hook standing away from the group, arms folded and staring
at the ground. Then she remembered the sergeant telling Ruth about how he
[Hook] had looked after young Chester, since he joined the Regiment. The
sergeant had said, when Ruth asked why a man like Hook would do that. "Because
he was like that Ma’am; young with nothing and no one, except, no one looked
after young Hook. That's why he's the way he is. Only ever been him. But he did
take to young Chester."
The team gathered away from the rest and Jericho smiled; "Soon
be home for dinner. Once our boy has departed, we'll do the same." Alex
saw Hook talking to Sergeant Donald and wondered what their quiet conversation
was about. Then Hook gestured to her. She walked slowly over as her colleagues
stood talking amongst themselves. Hook whispered to Alex and gently touched her
arm. He grinned and slapped a little kiss on her cheek; "Knew I could
depend on a girl like you. Pity we hadn't met up when I was a bit younger.
Probably got me self a job in some bloody factory to keep my missus and kids.
Thank you for being a generous woman." He walked away with the sergeant,
turned and smiled at Alex and the pair disappeared into some tree's, still
talking.
Alex stood, arms folded and thought about what Hook had asked of her. She
was to lure young Chester to a quite spot and let him fuck her, while Hook and
the sergeant disappeared in the valley with the Lewis gun. He didn't want young
Chester killed.
He had grinned, saying; it’ll make a man of the boy. I just know you'll look after him, show him what women are really for. She now knew that Hook had changed the human timeline himself. Some humans
did that; they changed their Destiny in just an instant. It has happened before
and will certainly do so again. This will not make Jericho - or Angel James -
happy.
Then she thought - a little disturbed - what the hell did he mean by
'generous woman?' She groaned as she realised; he must have been watching her
and certainly did see her being generous to the natives. No wonder he was out
in the jungle at that time and could jump on the young Japanese solder!
She watched as Hook, Donald and captain Ames checked the gun. Alex
then wandered off to find young Chester and tell him about the change of plan.
She found him under the tree that she and Hook had shared. She slapped a hand over
her mouth to stop a surprised gasp escape. Young Chester was there with Ruth.
They were embracing under the damn tree with some real passion. He had a hand
up her skirt and his mouth firmly fixed on hers. Ruth broke the kiss and stared
at Alex, who just smiled and walked up to the pair.
She glanced down at Chester’s erection, which Ruth was grasping with one
hand. It was certainly adequate. She grinned and asked Ruth if she had
pleasured it properly, before lovemaking. Ruth confessed she didn't know what
the captain meant. Alex smiled at her and said, "Just watch you'll get the
idea." She knelt down and took hold of the shocked - but happy - private's
private part.
She sucked his cock, gently caressing it. Chester lay on his back and groaned.
Ruth knelt by Alex and watched; "He bloody loves it!" She whispered.
Alex nodded, the young man's quivering cock in her mouth. After a few minutes
of her wonderful mouth working his cock, the young man spurted, and Alex caught
his load in her mouth. She leaned back and opened her mouth revealing a puddle
of cum on her tongue.
Ruth really giggled and turned to Alex; "Did you really swallow all
that cum?" Alex shook her head gently and with her free hand pulled Ruth
to her. Ruth smiled as Alex guided her mouth to hers. The girls kissed with
some passion, swapping the fresh cum between themselves and finally the pair
did swallow their share of his cum.
Alex grinned; “Now a young man like Chester should be ready for more with a little encouragement and we can certainly encourage him.”
Alex pulled up Ruth’s skirt and very slowly slipped her dirty damp panties
down. Ruth groaned as Alex set to work on her fanny with her tongue and
fingers. Chester sat up – wide eyed – and watched with real interest, gripping
his flaccid cock.
Ruth lay back and clasped a hand over her mouth as Alex made her climax.
Her legs kicked and trembled and her whole body appeared to convulse with sheer
pleasure. Alex lifted her head and licked her lips; “Now I’ll you show how to
fuck your man properly.” Ruth nodded enthusiastically.
They both set about raising Chester's flaccid cock with their mouths and
hands; it worked. With a fresh erection to play with, Alex continued her sex lesson. She tugged down her grubby panties and
climbed on Chester, pushing his cock into her. She rode him hard, and Ruth
watched with wide eyes and open mouth; rubbing her cunt vigorously with one
hand.
Alex pulled her close and her hand went between Ruth's willing thighs.
The girls were now kissing with some real passion. Finally, Alex hoped off the
young man and Ruth took her place. Chester's cock slipped in easily; Ruth's
cunt was running like a leaking tap. She bounced up and down as the pair
groaned and panted. Young Chester couldn't hold out and shot his second load
into Ruth's welcoming fanny.
Lying in each other’s arms; the happy young couple thanked Alex,
who pulled up her panties and wished the pair well. Alex walked back to
the camp and discretely gave the thumbs up to Hook, who just nodded and slapped
the sergeant’s arm. The pair smiled and crept away, carrying the gun, some
water canteens and spades to dig in.
Alex then saw Owen smiling at her. He walked over and whispered to
her; "For a minute there, I thought it was you that was young Chester's
decoy. But he and Ruth are at it against a tree." Alex just nodded and
whispered back; “They needed a bit of schooling, but they’ll be fine.”
Owen chuckled and discretely took her hand and pushed it against his
crotch; he was stiff as a piece of wood. Alex sighed and nodded; “Come on,
there must be plenty of tree’s around here that are free.”
7. SOMETHING TO
REMEMBER.
Alex was on all fours with Owen behind her, thrusting deep and slow. He
knew how she liked to be fucked and speeded up a little, reaching around her
and grabbing her big tits with both hands. She groaned a little and told him to
fuck her harder. He did. He gave her quivering bum a hard slap and said
quietly; “We have company.” Alex looked up and saw Hook and Donald watching
them. She gestured them over and said to Owen; “I think Jackie will be happy
with Hook.”
Donald leaned back against the tree with Alex on his lap, facing him. He
wasn’t a big man in the cock department, but he certainly knew how to use it.
He loved sucking and squeezing those big tits of hers. “Now this is something
fucking to remember about this shit patrol!” He gasped between mouthfuls of her
tits and nipples. Alex glanced across at the other ‘couple’ and had to grin;
she had been quite right in her suspicions about Hook and his sexual appetite.
‘Jackie’ was on all fours with Hook firmly buried up ‘her’ arse! Hook appreciated
the anal sex he was getting by reaching around and jerking off Jackie’s big
cock. “I always guessed that Hooky swung both bleeding ways.” Donald gasped; seemly
unfazed by what was happening with his comrade.
Alex called the other pair over and leaned right over Donald with her
arse in the air. Jackie mounted her slowly, still with Hook fucking her arse.
The heap of humans groaned and cussed, fucking hard. Alex couldn’t believe her
luck; she was being DP’d in the middle of the bloody jungle in the middle of a
bloody war!
They lay like sardines in a tin and continued to fuck. Alex had several
little orgasms and Donald came inside of her with lots of swearing and
groaning. That must have triggered Hook, for he came too. Jackie was last to shoot
her load deep in Alex’s willing arse.
They all lay panting in the dirt and finally Alex eased off Donald and
squatted down over Jackie’s face. Who didn’t hesitate in cleaning up her wet,
open fanny.
Hook staggered up and stood in front of Alex and she cleaned his dirty
cock with some gusto. Donald laid chuckling and muttering that he had never
seen anything fucking like it. But he fucking loved it!
Under Alex’s expert mouth and hands, Hook was soon erect again. He pushed
Alex into the dirt and mounted her, pushing his cock deep into her cunt. They
rolled in the dirt kissing passionately and groaning together. Donald just shrugged his shoulders as Jackie gave
him a blowjob that he would certainly remember. He realised that this could be
his last day on fucking earth if the Japs had their way. He ran a hand down
Jackie’s back and then between the cheeks of her arse. He groaned as she probed
under his foreskin with her tongue and gripped a bum cheek. He had never fucked
a man before; but this one was something special; he was stunning as a women
and Donald finally made his decision about fucking him/her and never mind that
he had a big dick. He wanted ‘her’ arse and urgently.
“Fuck it!” was all Donald said and also pushed Jackie into the dirt –
face down – and proceeded to fuck her arse very hard and quick. To his huge
surprise, he became quite passionate with ‘her’ and turned Jackie on her side
so they could kiss, and they went at it with real passion unleashed. Jackie had
an arm around his neck and their tongues were enjoying each other. Donald
admitted to himself that this was the best fucking sex he ever had, and he came
inside her backside while enjoying her gorgeous soft mouth and tongue. Unusual
for him; he continued to hold and kiss her for some time afterwards. The
foursome had fucked for at least another twenty minutes and then Hook and
Donald lay in the dirt watching Alex and Jackie in the sixty-nine positions; cleaning
each other up.
Donald finally wiped his face and neck, then slapped Hook on the
shoulder; “This was the best fucking patrol I’ve ever been on!” Hook could only chuckle and grip his flaccid
cock. “We best get going.” Was all he replied, and the two men gathered their
discarded clothes and made off into the jungle. Donald wondered about Jackie; he
already wanted her again and sighed to himself; was he now a fucking queer boy?
He shook his head and decided that Jackie was a special case and was a woman, a
real woman. Well, apart from her big cock of course. He chuckled to himself,
and they made their way through the jungle.
Alex and Jackie lay hidden behind the big tree in a strong embrace. They
were whispering and kissing each other. Alex lay back and sighed; “let’s get
back before we’re missed.” Owen nodded and the pair dressed, and both walked –
a little awkwardly – back to the camp. They joined a very unhappy Jericho, but a smiling Wilson. “The angel’s accepted that human freewill
has caused the changes, so that’s that.” He said quietly.
The team would stay with the party until they could find a suitable time
and place to operate their mirrors. All Jericho said about the surprise changes
was "Bloody human freewill." That made everyone else chuckle.
8. DEATH VALLEY.
The captain was annoyed about the change of plan. He admitted that he
really wanted to see Hook 'swing' for killing his friend. But the pair had
already disappeared into the jungle with the damn Lewis gun. He sighed;
"Well, the sergeant got his wish; he always said that if he was in a
jungle scrap, he wanted bloody Hook with him."
The party moved out and Alex noticed with some surprise that Retu and
Sans had been joined by another two native men. One looked old enough to be Retu's damn grandfather. But the other was a
strapping fellow with a shaved head and was wearing boots. He had a rifle slung over his shoulder; but still carried his bow
and arrows. She sighed and hoped they would jump soon. She really didn't fancy
being fucked by a man old enough to be someone's grandfather!
The little group moved with some speed through the jungle and soon they
could hear gun fire coming from behind them. They stopped to listen, and young
Chester said quietly; "That's the Lewis gun. I know what it sounds
like." He stared at the ground and wiped his face. Big Alec grunted;
"Hooky was always good with that bloody thing." They moved on as
darkness started to fall. They could still hear the gunfire and now, small explosions;
"Bloody grenades. Jap grenades, our boys didn't have any." Alec
muttered. They watched the columns of smoke floating above the canopy of
trees.
They made the beach about an hour later. Everyone was delighted to see
the sea. They laughed and grabbed each other. The captain was setting up the
radio. That's when everyone stopped and stood silent. There was no more
shooting. Big Alec, bowed his head and crossed himself, saying softly;
"The bastards got them."
Captain Ames told everyone to ditch everything; they may have to swim for
it. He had made contact with the submarine and would be here in about an hour.
Everyone turned back to the jungle and 'Diamond Valley'. Young Ruth, gripping
Chester's hand whispered; "Thank you Hooky and sarge." She brushed
tears away and joined the other nurses sitting amongst trees. Jericho brushed
Alex's hand and nodded; "Time to go I think." He nodded towards the
jungle. They would slip away, one at a time and meet up by two huge trees’ that
dominated the jungle near the beach. Alex nodded and then groaned a little;
there were now nine native men, in a jungle clearing, some way off. They were
all waving enthusiastically.
"They must have a plague of bloody insect bites in that
village." Owen whispered into her ear and grinned. Alex just folded her
arms and said nothing; she was thinking about John Hook. In a way,
he had redeemed himself of the officer's murder. That's when Owen shouted, gesturing widely to the sky; "Jap planes! Take cover!" The two 'Zero's' dropped from the sky at speed. The bullets
kicked up the sand and ripped pieces from trees. Young Andy Kent ran for the jungle and didn't make it. The big rounds - designed to bring down an enemy plane - tore through him, ripping off an
arm and slicing a leg in two. The back of his skull shattered, and he was flung
several feet across the sand, almost rolling into a grotesque ball.
Wilson grabbed the shocked Alex by the arm, and they jumped into a huge
bush and Wilson pressed her down into the dirt. His body across her, she tried
to look up, but he pushed her head down; "Keep down you daft cow!" He
shouted above the gunfire and screaming planes, which turned and came back for
a second run. Corporal Jack Haines staggered and fell in front of the bush; his
hands desperately trying to push his exposed intestines back in. He seemed to
stare at Wilson and the light disappeared from his eyes. The body kicked a few
times and was still. The planes roared over the scattered little group and
disappeared into the bright blue morning sky.
Wilson slowly rose and pulled Alex up; she embraced the big man tightly
and stared at the body of Haines. All around was chaos; but one voice could be
heard above the noise; Captain Ames. He told everyone to make for the two big
trees [that the Temporal Detectives hoped to use for their disappearing act].
Panting, he ran past Wilson and Alex shouting; "Thank fuck the submarine wasn't fucking on the surface!"
Alex, with a great deal of relief, saw a sand covered Owen walking up to
her. He brushed sand from his face and hair. "Jericho's already at the
bloody trees. Bit useless now, everyone is heading there." He muttered.
Alex released Wilson and grabbed Owen and held him like a distraught mum.
He chuckled; "Maybe I should get shot at more often." They all looked
at the body of young Haines. Big Swen, the Collector was back; Kent and Haines
nodded at them and walked to the light with him.
"I best see to my girls." Alex said and shouted for her nurses;
all thankfully, uninjured, but in a real state of shock. Everyone gathered by the
two big trees and Captain Ames told them that the submarine couldn't get close;
it had to stay in deep water, especially with the nips flying around. They
would ditch everything and swim for it - as soon as it surfaced - it would
remain only for a few minutes on the surface.
When asked about the two dead men, the captain just shook his head;
"No time to bury the poor bastards. The Japs will do that." He told
everyone to strip down and asked with real urgency about non-swimmers. There
were two, Private Parker and Nurse Ruth. But there were two very strong
swimmers in the group, young Chester and Big Alec. They volunteered to help
Parker and Ruth. Chester would - not surprisingly - take care of Ruth.
Amongst the confusion of shouting and stripping, Jericho nodded to his group,
and they crept away into the jungle. No one apparently noticed. The girls tied
their blouses up and pulled off their skirts; that really caught the notice of
the men, who were only wearing their underpants and dog tags. Everyone wadded into
the warm water and started to swim.
Owen whispered to Alex with a big grin; "Those three young ladies
and us could have had quite an interesting time." Alex nodded with a
smile; "Yes, but we may have needed some big toys to help out." Owen
chuckled at that; the sight of the nurse's dirty panties had made his cock
twitch.
As Alex disappeared into the trees, she could hear Ruth shouting her
name. From the forest edge they watched the grey submarine rise slowly, sailors rushing to throw down ropes. They
saw, with some smiles of relief, that little bedraggled and wet party,
were all finally pulled aboard, and the submarine sank quickly below the
surface. That's when Owen gestured to the jungle edge opposite; there were at
least twenty Japanese soldiers and an officer. Jericho grunted and the team
disappeared.
Watching from the clearing, Retu and Sans stared at each other; Retu said
softly; "The generous lady is more than we know." Sans nodded and the
little group of warriors faded into the trees before the Japanese spotted them.
9. DISCOVERIES.
They walked back to the lighthouse and all Alex could think of was a hot
bath. Her crotch and panties were still sodden with sweat and some cum. She
smiled, thinking about Retu and Sans; at least they bowed to her when they
finished, most men don't even say 'goodbye'.
She then wondered about the sergeant and his sudden passion for Jackie;
she had watched the pair and it definitely wasn’t just sex. “Must have been
quite a sexual wake-up call for the sergeant, but then Jackie is definitely a
special lady!” she muttered under her breath and that made Alex chuckle. She gave
Owen’s hand a little squeeze and the pair smiled at each other, quickly
releasing their grip when Wilson turned around.
"Well at least they made the damn submarine." Wilson said,
still brushing sand from his clothes. Jericho was already making out his report
to Angel James on his mirror. [Angel James was currently the Duty Death
Angel, standing in for Margret, who was doing something for Archangel Michael]
He grunted; "He can't moan too much; bloody human freewill and all
that." He grinned.
Owen chuckled and whispered to Alex; "The mission was bit of a
failure, wasn't it? We didn't restore the current Human Timeline and there are
going to be changes. But what the hell, that happens. The bloody Angel can't
blame us for that." Alex nodded and pushed her arm through his. "I
hope Ruth and Chester make a real go of their marriage." Owen chuckled and
gave her a little kiss on the forehead. "Well, with your marriage advice
they should at least enjoy the honeymoon." The pair laughed together and said a big 'hello' to Mr. Harris standing in the doorway.
Alex sat in the study and flicked through her mirror, reading about the
Christmas war in Singapore. She read about the atrocities committed by the
invading Japanese forces; the killings and rapes, the torture, savage
beheadings and beating of Allied POW's. She grimaced and then a little article
caught her eye. She read it with some interest. A small story about the
dramatic rescue of some British troops and three Army nurses from the beach at Kanyo point. She chuckled at that and tapped on related
articles.
There was no mention of the mysterious three Australians and the South
African soldier that were not rescued. History appears to be silent on their
fate and that pleased Alex. But she read with some real shock that a Private
John Hook had his death sentence commuted in 1946. He served nineteen years in
prison and was released - on parole - in 1965. It stated that he worked in a
Ford Car plant until his retirement and died at the age of 72.
She lowered the mirror in shock and amazement; how the hell did he
survive? She was interrupted by Owen, who sprawled across his favourite sofa
and smiled. "I bet I know who you’re reading about?" She tapped her
mirror; "How the hell did he get away and what happened to the
sergeant?" Owen chuckled; "Young Chester said that Hook really knew
about Lewis guns, as did the sarge. They set the bloody thing up to fire automatically
and then set fire to the bloody jungle with the petrol from that wrecked truck we came across. Do you remember that?"
Alex nodded and Owen continued; "They were later captured and sent
to a Japanese POW camp. Unfortunately, the sergeant never survived the
internment; he died of dysentery. But Hook survived to be liberated by Allied
forces. Soon as they found out who he was; they slung him in prison, but he had
a good lawyer, and the death sentence was set aside. Nineteen years later he walked
free." Alex chuckled at that; one thing about John Hook; was he knew how
to survive on his own.
"He did - almost - redeem himself for the murder of the cowardly
Lieutenant." She said quietly to herself and raised her brandy glass in
salute, then took a small sip. Owen jumped up and leaned over her, giving
her forehead a little kiss; "Jacqueline really misses her girlfriend."
He grinned and wandered off, but not before he stopped in the doorway and smiled; "Her friend is a
most generous woman." Then was gone; Alex laughed out loud and slumped back in her chair. "Well, we can do something about
that."
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