Adult Articles: BALL HONEYS sniffed her panties as I walked towards the camp; they had a mixture of perfume and her scents on them, a lovely trophy from the bitch.
As I came through the gate who would be the duty subaltern but Second Lieutenant Henry Smithers; the son of the woman I had just fucked. God if that was all she could find, the little runt, I felt sorry for her.
The next day the Military Police were seen escorting Sergeant Murphy from the Medical Centre towards the Guardroom. No-one was saying anything, which was unusual indeed, for nothing usually happened before the whole camp knew within half an hour. Sergeant Murphy just vanished out of the camp.
