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    Army Wives

    "Baby," Tina moaned arching her back.

    Bette groaned and latched her lips around Tina’s pulsing clit. Tina moaned and put her hand down on Bette’s head.

    Bette sucked in hard making Tina groan and lift her hips. Bette moved her tongue lower to Tina’s entrance and slipped her tongue deep inside her. Tina cried out and grabbed the sides of the bed.

    "Oh Bette, Bette yes!" Tina moaned.

    A knock on the door made Bette freeze and Tina groan in frustration. Bette pulled back and wiped her mouth saying, "come in."

    Dr. Wilson came in with a syringe, a very long thin tube, and a small tube with the sperm.

    She looked at Tina as Bette went back to her original seat, and smirked. "Good job Bette," Dr. Wilson said chuckling.

    Bette grinned smugly and Tina blushed. She sat down at her stool and said, "are you ready?"

    Tina and Bette looked at each other then nodded.

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    The insistent ringing of the doorbell awoke everyone in the house and there was a collective groan. Tasha grumbled as she dragged her feet to the door. The moment she opened it she woke up instantly, "General Peabody!"

    She saluted as Shane and Angus jumped up from their sleeping positions to attention. "At ease," Helena said, "may we come in?"

    Tasha looked from Helena to her short raven-haired wife who was holding her hand.

    "Of course General, please come in," Tasha said opening the door wider.

    Helena and Jenny walked in as Shane and Angus fixed themselves up the best they could. Carmen was still sick so she stayed on the couch, but Kit got up and scampered to the bathroom.

    Alice walked out groggily and said, "I’ll make some coffee."

    "Thanks honey," Tasha said.

    "Long night?" Helena asked.

    "Yes General," Tasha answered honestly, "please have a seat."

    "Thank you Captain," Helena said, "this is my wife Jenny."

    "Nice to meet you," Tasha said shaking her hand.

    "Is Sergeant Major Porter here?" Helena asked as she and Jenny sat down on the couch Kit had been on.

    Shane sat on the other couch and just lifted Carmen’s head onto her lap. Angus was on the other side and had Carmen’s feet on his lap.

    Tasha sat down on the loveseat as Alice walked in with a tray full of cups of coffee and a cup of water with some aspirin. She gave everyone a coffee and the water and aspirin to Carmen. She set one down for Kit then settled down beside Tasha.

    "Sergeant Major Porter had a doctor’s appointment with her wife today," Tasha said.

    "Very well then you’ll have to relay the message," Helena said, "the guerilla attacked the UN."

    "What!?" Tasha cried.

    "We were having a split decision on the preemptive but the attack prompted England, France, China and Germany to join along with a bunch of other countries," Helena said, "but since the UN building is in New York, meaning American soil, we have to lead the attack. Captain Williams your unit is the best and I want you to be the leading platoon."

    Kit had walked in and had her jaw dropped. Alice was looking at Tasha in distress and Carmen had sat up.

    "I’ll be fighting alongside you," Helena said setting the deployment paper down on the table, "get ready for briefings and training sessions. We ship out in a month."

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