"DO YOU... ?" the brunette enquired. Sergeant Sonya McINTYRE removed her uniform hat and brushed the hair from her eyes with the back of her hand.

"YOU WANT ME, SOLDIER GIRL?" the Cholon prostitute answered.

She looked the American servicewoman over, approvingly - Sonya's regulation 'Summer' uniform accentuated her 'Fashion Model' figure.

"YES!" confessed Sonya. She knew that many of Saigon's prostitutes were serving Viet Cong. The prostitute hesitated. Ngoc Dinh Le had pleasured many a 'Women's Army Corps' servicewoman since her arrival in Cholon's notorious 'Red Light' District. She was a Captain in the Viet Cong and always took a perverted pleasure in 'FUCKING' an American 'DYKE' - Ho Chi Minh had been quite correct, the prostitute reassured herself, when he declared the 'Women's Army Corps' a corrupt collection of wanton prostitutes. She smiled wickedely.

"... I WANT YOU TO 'FUCK' ME, GIRL?" Sonya asked. She'd been 'BUSTED' in an illegal brothel whilst serving in Germany. But, instead of a 'Dishonourable Discharge, the United States Army had sent Sergeant Sonya McINTYRE to South Vietnam...

"FIFTY DOLLAR, " the prostitute told her, "AND, I LICK YOUR 'CUNT' SOLDIER SLUT?"

"YES..." gasped the 'Women's Army Corps' servicewoman. She took a gentle hold of the prostitute's arm. Beneath her tight-fitting 'Summer' uniform, Sonya could feel her skin tingling.

"I 'FUCK' YOU, GOOD!" Ngoc added. She leaned closer to Sonya and pressed her moist lips to the servicewoman's waiting mouth. Uttering a soft, girlish sigh, Sergeant Sonya McINTYRE slid her tongue between the prostitute's trembling lips as they kissed tenderly within the darkened alleyway.

"... 'FUCK' YOU LONG TIME - MAKE YOU 'CUM' LIKE A WHORE!"

The prostitute forced Sonya back against the wall. Standing a short distance away, a couple of other prostitutes watched Ngoc and the American servicewomen kiss. Despite the best efforts of the Military Police' in Saigon, lesbianism within the 'Women's Army Corps' had become widespread. With the escalation of hostilities within South Vietnam, the 'Military Assistance Command Vietnam' had become a dumping ground for 'compromised' lesbian servicewomen. The prostitute reached down. Sonya's uniform skirt had been unofficially 'shortened' to a much more fashionable length. Ngoc took hold of the servicewoman's tight-fitting skirt. Sonya groaned, caressing the prostitute's cheek with her fingertips as their tongues entwined. The prostitute tightened her grip on Sonya's polyester-cotton skirt - she pulled the uniform skirt up, revealing to the other prostitutes that, the American servicewoman wore no panties underneath. Sonya's moist 'pussy' was shaved smooth. And, despite 'Uniform Regulations' to the contrary, she wore no bra under her short-sleeved uniform jacket. For a minute or so, Sergeant Sonya McINTYRE savoured the forbidden intimacy of the moment...

"MMMM," the American servicewoman murmured, whispering into the prostitute's ear as their lips parted, "YOU 'FUCK' ME, GIRL!"

Although, she would never admit it, Sergeant Sonya McINTYRE found the whole idea of illicit sex with a Viet Cong prostitute, something of a 'TURN ON!'

Slowly, Ngoc ran the tip of her moist tongue along the 'green cord' of Sonya's collar lapel - the prostitute smearing a little of her red lipstick over the pale-green collar of the American servicewoman's issue jacket.

"ME 'FUCK' YOU, LONG TIME..." Ngoc reassured Sonya. She reached under the woman's uniform skirt.

"YOU DELICIOUS BITCH!" Sonya gasped. The prostitute menaced the servicewoman's labia with her finger.

"... FUCKING SOLDIER-GIRL SLUT!"

Ngoc teased at the American woman's 'pussy-lips' with the very tip of her finger. Sonya closed her eyes and thrust her hips forward, forcing the prostitute's finger into her 'pussy'...

"YOU LIKE IT, ME THINK!" Ngoc whispered, violating Sonya's 'pussy' with her finger. She teased at the servicewoman's clit. The prostitute could almost taste the American's fragrant 'pussy' as she fingered Sonya.

"YES..." Sonya agreed. Her shapely hips moved in unison with the prostitute's finger. She didn't agree with America's involvement in the Vietnam War. And, she'd been treated quite harshly over her lesbianism by the 'Women's Army Corps' in Germany.

"I KNOW THAT YOU'RE VIET CONG!" she told the prostitute.

"SOLDIER GIRL?" Ngoc gasped. The servicewoman was helplessly impaled on her probing finger.

"MMMM, " Sonya purred, teasing Ngoc's earlobe with her tongue, "I WANT YOU TO 'FUCK' ME, SLUT!"

Sergeant Sonya McINTYRE found the Vietnamese prostitutes to her liking. She savoured to erotic delights of Saigon's 'Red Light' District and used her 'Women's Army Corp' uniform to solicit the most kinky of Cholon's prostitutes. The former 'MISS OKLAHOMA' ran her fingers through Ngoc's long black hair. She gazed into the prostitute's seductive brown eyes and forced Ngoc to continue fingering her as they stood together in the alley...

"THAT'S IT, GIRL!" the servicewoman cried. As the other prostitutes watched intently, Ngoc thrust another finger between the servicewoman's quivering cunni-lips. Sonya bit her lip. Caressing the writhing American's neck with her sexily-pouting lips, the prostitute began to kiss Sonya's neck as she continued to finger the soldier's 'pussy'...

"SOLDIER GIRL SLUT!" muttered one of the voyeuristic prostitutes. Her companions giggled mischievously.

"NOT YET, SLUT..." sighed Ngoc. She savoured the alluring fragrance of Sonya's 'Chanteuse' perfume.

"YOU BITCH!" Sonya whispered. Ngoc muttered an obscenity under her breath and pulled her fingers from the servicewoman's 'pussy' - Sergeant Sonya McINTYRE had been about to 'CUM!' And, the last thing that Ngoc wanted at that point in time, was for the American servicewoman to 'ORGASM' - the prostitute had other plans for the former 'MISS OKLAHOMA'...

"YOU NO 'CUM' YET, SOLDIER GIRL!" she reassured the American. Sonya slipped her regulation handbag from her shoulder. She brushed the hair from her eyes. And, as she slowly regained her composure, the American servicewoman watched as the prostitute smeared 'pussy-juice' from her fingers over her issue jacket.

"I'M SONYA..." the servicewoman whispered. Ngoc wiped the soldier's 'pussy-juice' over Sonya's uniform...

"MY UNIFORM?" Sonya gasped - the short-sleeved 'Summer' jacket she wore, accentuated her firm, well-rounded breasts. Her nipples pressed against the flimsy, pale-green fabric of her uniform jacket.

"YOU PAY ME - FIFTY DOLLAR?" Ngoc interrupted. She undid one of the metal 'Women's Army Corps' buttons of Sonya's jacket. The servicewoman hesitated. A dribble of her fragrant 'pussy-juice' oozed down the inside of her trembling thigh. The prostitute undid another button... Ngoc Dinh Le was confident that Sergeant Sonya McINTYRE would pay - the 'Women's Army Corps' always paid for her services. It was not always so, when it came to the uniformed policewomen of the South Vietnamese National Police. Ngoc undid a third button. The former 'MISS OKLAHOMA' said nothing. Sonya retrieved the money from her handbag...