The Ghost of Benanee - Sex Stories

The Ghost of Benanee

... knew our time there was the calm before the storm. I had worked in emergency wards, treating patients who had suffered terrible automobile or factory accidents, but you had only worked with ill patients. You were a wonderful student, soaking in everything I could think of that you would need to know before the first casualty arrived.

And then you kissed me. It was only to say thank you, but didn't that change quickly? The door was locked, the blinds drawn, and you were sucking on my bubbies. That was so wonderful. Suddenly the missing piece of my soul turned up, and I felt complete for the first time. We were both oh so inexperienced, but wasn't it wonderful exploring our joy? Just holding you in my arms, lightly stroking your hair filled me with a bliss I had never felt before. Every day we were together on that transport is something I will always treasure.

My Little Red.

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Daryl looked up from the diary. "My Little Red. I know why Clara likes you."

Vicky giggled nervously. "Yeah, she's been stroking my hair for the last ten minutes. I'm trying to stay chilled, but it's freaky, Daz."

"She's found a new friend after ninety years. I think you can cut her some slack." Daz jumped when she felt a light kiss on her cheek. "Holy shit, that is weird!"

"Told you."

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10 Dec

Lemnos. What a disaster. Bodies piling in from Gallipoli and nothing at the hospital site to protect our patients from the elements. The Ascot hadn't arrived with our stores, ...

... and we had to scrounge whatever we could to try and treat the wounded. You vomited at the sight, but stoically pressed on. What choice did we have? The weather was awful, the conditions miserable. Some other nurses who had initially been stationed in Egypt complained that they expected better conditions than that, but Matron shot back that their duty was to the wounded, not wondering which palace their next afternoon tea would be at.

At least we still shared a cabin on the Simla, where we could just be comfortable with ourselves and hide away from the misery outside for a few hours. I miss that terribly.

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"Sounds like hell," Daz said, sniffing up a few tears. "I knew it was bad, but it always seemed so... abstract? Just a piece of history to read and discuss in class."

Vicky wiped tears away and nodded. "Yeah. Yeah... This is just so much more personal, with Clara here." She took a deep breath and exhaled. "Well, I finally need to pee. How about we then think about an early dinner? I'd like to read a bit more before it gets dark."

"Sure, don't have a problem with that."

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6 Feb 1930

Glorious rain. 60 points.

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19 April 1930

The first goods train arrived at Koorakee last Thursday. Things are looking promising.

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20 June 1930

The gov. not only wants us to pay for water, they are now expecting us to maintain their channels! How are we to do that? Do they think we are just sitting around waiting for something to do? Idiots, just ...