(It's okay. Life is busy.)
Vanessa kissed her back. The increasing love was apparent now, and the drill sergeant would be lying if she said that she didn't have at least a crush on Sara. She was happy to have her back to service every night. The weeks leading up with that had been dealt with by her fingers and the strap-on. She enjoyed human contact much better. Vanessa looked into Sara's eyes.
"It's time to tell you something."
She sat up and looked at her.
"All of the girls assigned to me are lesbians. This is not coincidence, because my unit has a special purpose. Just as women were used as spies and messengers in the past, we are trained to prevent that from happening. We train them how to better please a woman, so that the male enemies won't get the jump on us through a woman's network of information."
She gently kissed her lover.
"Out of those, I am to choose one to be my chosen girl. She is to be my lover, and help me train the others in how to be better lesbians. So, soon, we will run the others through a crash course in lesbianism. Better yet, we'll get to have sex during the day."
She looked her in the eyes.
"So, what do you think? Do you want to help me?"
She cupped her breasts.
"Pretty please?"