“Well you can use my place,” I suggested, “You can have the bed I’ll use the floor.” I was going to say “Or I coud sleep at the officers mess at Bulford,” but she butted in. Desi xxx Night fell and I went to turn in, yes you guessed in my very own portacabin quarters when CSM Brough turned up, “This bloody Pig sir, what do you want done with it?”
“Use your initiative man!” I said. “No!” the girl wailed, “Please!” but Brough held her firmly. “Then bring her in, Sarn’t Major, bring her in,” I suggested, and I retreated to my worn revolving army green office chair behind my cluttered desk to await her entry. Every bloody towel was wet when she finished, I showered and came out of the bathroom to find her there with the carving knife from the kitchen drawer.
