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could buy into the colonel's idea that she could be a spy, could he?
"Okay. If she's not one of my women and she didn't do anything, then why does she need guarding?"
"We don't know."
"What?" She riveted her hungry eyes on Kelly. "Give me ten minutes with her, and I'll make her tell you anything you want."
Kelly cringed back into Cap’s arms, grasping his uniform tighter than when the bombs went off. Not many women got her full attention, but Pendle scared her.
He chuckled. "That won't be necessary. When the colonel is ready to interrogate, he'll call for her. Right now, he's too busy to even think about her. Do you have someone that could guard her?"
Pendle looked disappointed that she couldn't torture Kelly. "Just a minute, sir."
The younger woman huffed and stepped back into her tent, returning quickly with a clipboard. "Most of my women are involved with the clean up." Kelly wondered why Pendle wasn't also helping.
Pendle rifled through the papers before she looked up with what could only be classified as a wicked sneer. "Yeah, I've got someone. Private Coleman is off duty right now and can babysit your bundle."
"Lead the way."
"I'm sorry, sir, but you can't come any farther." She tossed the clipboard into the tent, onto what Kelly imagined to be a bed of nails. "She won't get away from me; I'll march her over to Coleman's tent."
Cap waved Kelly’s well pedicured, bright red toenails at Pendle. "She's barefoot. Of course, if you want to carry her to Coleman, that's fine with me."
The Lieutenant looked disgusted. "All right." She pivoted and marched down a row of tents, yelling, "Man in the compound!"
With each turn and loud warning, a few women popped their heads out along the way to see who could be invading their territory, but mostly the tents looked vacant.
Lieutenant Pendle stopped in front of the last tent on the second row. "Coleman, front and center!"
Kelly heard a muffled moan from inside, but the dutiful soldier quickly exited and stood at attention. She had on camo pants, military tan T-shirt, and boots. Her black, curly hair was pulled back into a ponytail, which allowed the beautiful, clear, milk chocolate skin of her face to be the center of attention. Even without make-up, her natural beauty was stunning. High cheekbones and big, wide brown eyes gave her an exotic look. If I looked like her I could easily be happily married by now , she groused. She couldn’t see what in the world Coleman was doing in the middle of a desert. Oh yeah , she remembered, this is a dream .
Lieutenant Pendle turned to Cap, and said, “She's all yours."
Coleman's eyes widened for a split moment before she composed herself. She pressed her naturally full lips into a hard line.
Next to Coleman’s tent was a small rug, upon which Cap dumped Kelly. "Private, Colonel Broan wants you to guard this woman until he has time to interrogate her."
"Sir, yes, sir."
"She doesn't have any shoes, so I guess she'll have to stay here. Whatever you do, don't lose her. I'm going back to my tent and clean up what's left of it, and then I'm going to get some sleep. If there's a problem, come get me. Understand?"
"Sir, yes, sir."
Cap seemed satisfied and turned to Kelly. "Don't give the private any trouble. I'll come get you once I’ve slept."
Kelly didn't want to be left there with the two angry women. "I could help with your tent." She acted cool and in control, though she was anything but.
"Shoeless, you wouldn't be much help, 'sides, I can't guard you while I'm sleeping."
"I won't be any trouble."
He chuckled. "You already are." He turned to go.
"But ..." Kelly made the mistake of stepping off the mat. "Ouch!" She jumped back to safety with something stuck in her foot.
All three chorused. "Sand burrs."
Kelly tried to balance herself to remove whatever was in her foot but kept having to put the skewered foot back down on the small speck of carpet. Cap knelt and took her foot in his big hand while she steadied herself
"Okay. If she's not one of my women and she didn't do anything, then why does she need guarding?"
"We don't know."
"What?" She riveted her hungry eyes on Kelly. "Give me ten minutes with her, and I'll make her tell you anything you want."
Kelly cringed back into Cap’s arms, grasping his uniform tighter than when the bombs went off. Not many women got her full attention, but Pendle scared her.
He chuckled. "That won't be necessary. When the colonel is ready to interrogate, he'll call for her. Right now, he's too busy to even think about her. Do you have someone that could guard her?"
Pendle looked disappointed that she couldn't torture Kelly. "Just a minute, sir."
The younger woman huffed and stepped back into her tent, returning quickly with a clipboard. "Most of my women are involved with the clean up." Kelly wondered why Pendle wasn't also helping.
Pendle rifled through the papers before she looked up with what could only be classified as a wicked sneer. "Yeah, I've got someone. Private Coleman is off duty right now and can babysit your bundle."
"Lead the way."
"I'm sorry, sir, but you can't come any farther." She tossed the clipboard into the tent, onto what Kelly imagined to be a bed of nails. "She won't get away from me; I'll march her over to Coleman's tent."
Cap waved Kelly’s well pedicured, bright red toenails at Pendle. "She's barefoot. Of course, if you want to carry her to Coleman, that's fine with me."
The Lieutenant looked disgusted. "All right." She pivoted and marched down a row of tents, yelling, "Man in the compound!"
With each turn and loud warning, a few women popped their heads out along the way to see who could be invading their territory, but mostly the tents looked vacant.
Lieutenant Pendle stopped in front of the last tent on the second row. "Coleman, front and center!"
Kelly heard a muffled moan from inside, but the dutiful soldier quickly exited and stood at attention. She had on camo pants, military tan T-shirt, and boots. Her black, curly hair was pulled back into a ponytail, which allowed the beautiful, clear, milk chocolate skin of her face to be the center of attention. Even without make-up, her natural beauty was stunning. High cheekbones and big, wide brown eyes gave her an exotic look. If I looked like her I could easily be happily married by now , she groused. She couldn’t see what in the world Coleman was doing in the middle of a desert. Oh yeah , she remembered, this is a dream .
Lieutenant Pendle turned to Cap, and said, “She's all yours."
Coleman's eyes widened for a split moment before she composed herself. She pressed her naturally full lips into a hard line.
Next to Coleman’s tent was a small rug, upon which Cap dumped Kelly. "Private, Colonel Broan wants you to guard this woman until he has time to interrogate her."
"Sir, yes, sir."
"She doesn't have any shoes, so I guess she'll have to stay here. Whatever you do, don't lose her. I'm going back to my tent and clean up what's left of it, and then I'm going to get some sleep. If there's a problem, come get me. Understand?"
"Sir, yes, sir."
Cap seemed satisfied and turned to Kelly. "Don't give the private any trouble. I'll come get you once I’ve slept."
Kelly didn't want to be left there with the two angry women. "I could help with your tent." She acted cool and in control, though she was anything but.
"Shoeless, you wouldn't be much help, 'sides, I can't guard you while I'm sleeping."
"I won't be any trouble."
He chuckled. "You already are." He turned to go.
"But ..." Kelly made the mistake of stepping off the mat. "Ouch!" She jumped back to safety with something stuck in her foot.
All three chorused. "Sand burrs."
Kelly tried to balance herself to remove whatever was in her foot but kept having to put the skewered foot back down on the small speck of carpet. Cap knelt and took her foot in his big hand while she steadied herself
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