PeonForHer -> RE: Drafting Women (12/8/2015 4:17:07 PM)
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There you go, you see. In any given war in which the opposing side has female soldiers, you're bound to come up against a svelte and lissome woman from the opposing side, pointing a rifle at you and looking sweaty and menacing, her chest heaving. She won't be able to shoot you, though, on account of she's a woman and women don't like shooting people. However, all the battle adrenaline will be running through her. She'll grab you by the throat and, gulping, she'll suddenly plant her lips on your mouth and kiss you ravenously, biting your lower lip as she does so. Panting wildly, you'll both be in the floor in moments, her biting hungrily at your throat, as you both tear at each other's clothes. Amidst the dirt, grime and gunfire, you'll both be rolling around, each wanting to eat the other, in utter frenzied abandon. All thoughts of the War - and the fact that you're nominally enemies - will have been banished. This is the pure spirit of lust, borne out of the heat of the moment. Then you'll both lie panting, all reason - nay, all thoughts of any kind - banished, as you stare into each other's eyes, with primitive, animal-like passion. This is just a very ordinary scenario in a war in which women are involved, Thompson. I do wish you'd stop idealising about women just being efficient soldiers and stuff. You need to take a more realistic view.
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