Michelle Murphy plopped down on her cot in the tent she calls home. Listening to shots being fired all day had taken a toll on her. She knew she would never get used to hearing them and seeing dead bodies around her every day. What made today different from every other day was the fact that a member of her squad was shot, right before her very eyes.

To say she was fed up with military life was an understatement. Michelle was tired of the death and desolation that permeated their base. Tired of the sadness she saw on the faces of her squad mates and her sergeant. She was praying for the day to come when she would be allowed to go home.

 

Michelle reached for the stack of letters underneath her pillow; initiating her daily escape. Her long term partner Kelly lived in an apartment they shared back home in Seattle. They communicated as much as they could via Skype, emails and letters. The internet connection at the base was very inconsistent; one day they would have connection and then another, they wouldn't. They tried as much as they could to keep the communication going and the only way for them to do that was to write letters to each other on a daily basis. The letters were oftentimes delayed, so they wrote one every day, just in case they received it a week or sometimes even a month later.

 

She ripped open the envelope of the top letter and lie back to read it.

 

Hey baby,

 

I miss you so much. I spoke to your mother last night and it seems like she is the only person that misses you as much as I do. The restaurant was jam packed last night and I felt like I was going to pass out. I was so tired. I was surprised that after getting home and reading your letter, I no longer wanted to sleep.

 

I really do miss you, your soft, sweet smile; your gentle hands caressing my body. I had an absolutely intense orgasm thinking about the passion we share. The thought of feeling your mouth suck on my tits and clit, made me so horny and wet. When are you coming home? I really need you.

 

Write back as soon as you can.

Xoxo Kelly.

 

Feeling the usual frustration and nostalgia she felt whenever Kelly sent her such letters, Michelle reminded herself to find out if her application for leave had been approved.

 

Kelly's letter had really turned her on; she fanned herself with the envelope as she looked around the tent. Looking to sneak in a quick masturbating session in the middle of a military base could be quite challenging, especially for female. But, it was a risk that she was ready to take, and things around her appeared to be quite for the moment. She was really missing her woman and was in dire need of a release.