Part 1: Girl Scouts and Geisha Girls Meet the Enemy

Chapter 1: Girl Scout Jamboree

It was the first week of December, 1941, and Girl Scouts from around the world were gathering for a Jamboree in Manila, The Philippines. Among those attending was a troop of six girls from Southern California with their troop leader, Mary. She was a teacher, 38 years old, and a widow with four children, the older ones grown by now.

They had just flown in on a chartered flight from Los Angeles, having made a refueling stop in Hawaii. When they arrived they were disappointed to learn that many troops were canceling their trips. There was trouble brewing with Japan, and people feared that The Philippines might be a target of their growing aggression.

Some of the girls' parents had reservations about letting their girls attend the Jamboree, even though the kids had been looking forward to the trip for months. Few Americans believed that the Japanese would dare to attack any American territory. After all, what chance did some yellow Japs have against a military power such as America?

Although some of the girls stayed home, six of the girls were allowed to come to Manila. Mary's own daughter, Nancy, was among them. She checked them in to their hotel, two to a room, pairing them up.

Patty, 12, had blonde hair and blue eyes. She was the least developed of the group, having budding breasts but no pubic hair yet. She shared a room with Becky, 13, who had dark hair and blue eyes. Becky had the most developed breasts of the girls. She also had a patch of new pubic hair and she was a young woman, able to menstruate.

Barbie, 12, had blonde hair and brown eyes. She had half-grown breasts and a bit of pubic hair, and she recently had her first period. She shared a room with Keiko, 13, who had dark hair and brown eyes. Keiko was a Japanese-American girl. She had small breasts and a patch of dark public hair. She had been menstruating for several months.

Sally, 12, had red hair and blue eyes. Her breasts were still small, and she was beginning to get a bit of reddish pubic hair. She had not begun to menstruate yet. She shared a room with Nancy, 13, who had blonde hair and blue eyes. Nancy had nice young breasts, only slightly smaller than Becky's. She had a patch of blonde pubic hair and she was able to menstruate. Nancy was Mary's daughter.

Once the girls were settled into their rooms, Mary their leader gathered them together to take a walk around downtown Manila. The girls were dressed in their green Girl Scout uniforms and they drew many smiles from the local people. There were also a few bold men who patted some of the girls on their bottoms or grabbed at their breasts.

The girls were not used to such attention back in California, but this was a different culture. Becky was a pretty brunette with blue eyes. She had nice tits for a thirteen-year-old. She was trailing behind the other girls when two older boys decided to grab her and feel her up, right there on the street!

"Eeekk! Help me, Mary!" Becky yelled. Mary turned to see that one boy had his hands on Becky's chest, squeezing her young breasts through her Girl Scout uniform. The other boy had Becky's skirt hiked up, and his hands were all over her exposed panties.

Mary hurried over to Becky, yelling at the boys. "Stop that, you nasty boys!" They laughed and released Becky, then turned and ran away. Becky was flustered and blushing, but she was okay. Mary helped her adjust her uniform, and then they continued their walk. Becky stayed close to Mary after that.

There were a few raised eyebrows when people noticed Keiko. She had slanted eyes and a light brown complexion, and she looked out of place among the Caucasian girls. She looked like a Japanese girl. Indeed she was, born to Japanese immigrants, but born in America.

A few parents had murmured against allowing the girl to join their troop, but Mary had persuaded them that Keiko had every right to join the Scouts. The girl had done well in the year that she had been with the troop and she was now accepted by the other girls.

There were so many interesting things to see, with open air markets displaying all sorts of exotic foods. There was a great hustle and bustle, with lots of bicycles and carts filling the streets. The girls noticed that there were fewer cars than in California.

When Patty fell behind the other girls a boy grabbed at the pretty blonde, running his hand up under her skirt and goosing the twelve-year-old girl through her panties. Patty yelled, and Mary had to chase the boy away.

Mary took the girls to an outdoor restaurant and she ordered some local dishes for them that most had never seen before. Mary had checked these foods out and she knew that there was nothing too exotic for the girls to handle. They enjoyed sampling the various foods, with much chatting about them. The girls decided that they liked most of it and they all ate their fill.

Mary led her troop back to the hotel when they had finished their supper. They were all rather tired after their long airplane flight. They turned in early that evening and they all slept well. The next morning they had breakfast in the hotel.

Then they went to attend the opening Jamboree ceremonies at a large hall. The hall was only half full, as many scouts from around the world had canceled their trips to The Philippines. It was understandable as much of Europe was at war, as well as many Asian countries. The girls were excited about being so far away from home and they enjoyed the proceedings in spite of the light attendance.

Mary heard some rumors though that made her wonder if they had done the right thing in coming here. The word from Washington was that negotiations with the Japanese were not going well. The girls made the best of the day and that evening Mary took them to a movie. It was Saturday evening, December 6.

The next morning, a Sunday, they attended church services. There were no Jamboree festivities that day, so the girls toured Manila some more. There were no boys who assaulted the girls as they walked about, although some boys eyed the girls with hungry eyes.

Mary herself became the target of an overly amorous man. He came up behind the woman and he put his arms around her, grabbing her ample breasts in his hands. He said something to her, some indecent suggestion that the girls didn't understand. Mary spun about, facing the man who was grinning at her.

She suddenly raised her knee up and sharply kneed the man in his groin. He let out some exclamation and doubled over in pain. Mary led her girls away from the man, who was incapacitated for the moment. The girls all took note of how their leader had defended herself. They might need to do that too if boys continued to bother them.

The Girl Scout troop returned to the hotel and relaxed that afternoon. The next morning was Monday and they were all having breakfast in the hotel dining room when the news came in. Immediately people gathered around radios, listening to incredible news from Hawaii.

The Japanese had attacked Pearl Harbor! Early reports did not give much information, but just the fact that they had done this was very hard to believe. Clearly America was going to be at war with Japan now. While the attack had occurred on a Sunday morning, The Philippines were across the International Date Line and it was Monday morning here.

There was much hustle and bustle out on the streets as the news spread. Everybody knew that The Philippines were vulnerable to an attack by Japan. If they would attack Hawaii, the Japanese would not hesitate to attack the Philippines too. Mary decided that it would be prudent for the girls to stay in the hotel that day until things settled down. It might be too dangerous out on the streets.

Later in the morning a squad of American M.P.s came into the hotel. They were there rounding up Japanese nationals to take them in for questioning. They found a few Japanese businessmen and tourists and they took them away. One sergeant spotted Keiko sitting among the Girl Scouts and he came over to them.

"What's your name, girl?" he asked her brusquely.

"Keiko Yamada, sir." she replied.

"I thought so. A Jap girl. You better come with us." he said sternly.

Mary intervened. "Sergeant, Keiko is an American, born in California. She is thirteen years old and she has been a member of my Girl Scout troop for more than a year. You cannot be serious about wanting to arrest her!"

"My orders are to bring in every Jap I see. I see her. I'm taking her in."

The sergeant motioned to Keiko to stand up, and she did. He told her to lift her skirt so that he could see that she was not carrying any concealed weapons. She did, and the man looked at her panties, making the girl slowly turn all around. He even started to pat her down but Mary stopped him.

"You never know when one of these Japs may have a knife concealed, ready to stab you." he said, to justify his outrageous action. "Okay, girl, let's go." he said, taking her by the arm.

But the other Girl Scouts all stood up then and they closed in around the girl.

Nancy said, "If you are going to arrest Keiko, Sergeant, you better arrest all of us too. We are just as guilty as she is, of being American Girl Scouts!"

The man was taken aback by that. He knew that he could not drag a whole troop of Girl Scouts in. The other M.P.s would laugh at him if he did that. The sergeant was disappointed because he thought he might have a little fun with the pretty Jap girl in his car before taking her in. He blustered something about "You girls must all be nuts", but he turned then and walked away. Mary beamed at Nancy, her daughter.

"I'm so proud of you girls, for standing up to that bully. Unfortunately there are likely to be a lot of idiots out there in this time of war, looking for some one to pick on. Keiko, you better stay close to all of us and do not go anywhere alone, okay?" Mary said.

Keiko said "Thank all of you for being my friends." She had tears running down her cheeks. She had been greatly distressed upon hearing that Japan and America were at war, feeling torn between two cultures. She worried about her parents back in California.

They had come to America seeking opportunities, and her father had built up a successful import business. But her parents had thought that some day when they retired they would return to Japan. They had never applied for American citizenship. Were they to be rounded up as Japanese nationals? She had wondered how the other girls would treat her now. They had proven to be true friends to her.

Mary made some calls around, trying to get a fix on things. A lot of the phone lines were tied up but eventually she learned that the Girl Scout Jamboree had been canceled. Everybody was trying to figure out how they could get out of The Philippines and return home. That proved to be a problem, as there was now a military shutdown on all airline flights. They had to stay where they were until some order was established and decisions could be made regarding civilian flights.

The troop had come to The Philippines on a chartered flight rather than a commercial airline. Mary finally contacted the charter company and she learned that they still had one smaller plane that might be available to take the girls back home. They just needed to get clearance from the military authorities before they could fly. Mary learned where she needed to go to take care of this clearance, and she went and camped out in the office of a flustered Major, leaving the girls at the hotel.

The Major was besieged by people clamoring to get out of The Philippines while they still could. A Japanese attack was thought to be imminent. In fact there were reports of Jap planes already bombing some areas of The Philippines. Eventually Mary got in to see him. She showed him that she already had a charter flight ready to go, to take her troop of young Girl Scouts back home. All she needed was his signature on a paper that would allow them to leave.

The Major was glad to see one case that could be taken care of so easily. However he did not sign the paper right away. He decided to take a break from his duties and have some fun with this mature but attractive woman.

The Major stared at her breasts as he said "You certainly do have a nice pair of breasts, Mary. I'm a tit man myself, and I rarely see a pair as fine as yours. I would guess that you wear a 38 D cup bra, am I right?"

Mary was furious at this outrageous officer. He smiled at her and waved the paper that she needed him to sign. She bit her lip and forced herself to remain civil to him. "Alright, Major, just what do I have to do to get you to sign that paper for me?"

The man said "Not too much, my dear. I would only ask you to remove your blouse and your bra, and let me play with your marvelous breasts. I will want to kiss them and suck on your nipples of course. And then if you would be so kind as to kneel before me, I would like to fuck your tits as you hold them together around my penis. That's all I want from you, Mary."

The Major didn't consider that to be too much to ask of her. Mary was not happy about the situation but she thought that she better go along with him. Reluctantly she removed her blouse and then her bra. Her bare breasts bobbled before the man's admiring eyes.

The Major took her bra from her and checked the size tag. "I was right, 38 D." He discarded her bra and he took her generous breasts in his hands. "Yes, these are very nice, Mary. Quite a bit of sag in your tits, but then I would guess that you are in your mid-30s and some sag is to be expected. Tell me, how many children have you had and did you breast feed them?" He bent his head down to her tits. He took one of her large rosy nipples into his mouth and he began sucking at it.

"I have four children, and yes I breast fed all of them, if you must know, Major." Mary soon found his mouth suckling at her breast to be rather pleasant. If she closed her eyes she could imagine that he was her big baby, so hungry, as she fed him. Inadvertently her hands took his head and she held it to her bosom, welcoming the hungry baby. After awhile he switched over to her other breast and he nursed at that nipple too.

The Major wanted to fuck her tits then. He undid his pants and dropped them down around his ankles. Mary knelt before him and he rubbed his erect penis all over her breasts. Finally he ran his organ between them and Mary held her tits together to make a snug pocket for him to fuck. By now she was into this naughty business herself, looking down at the cock fucking her tits, wanting to see it shoot.

Soon the Major cried out and he came, shooting gobs of cum all over her breasts. After a moment he withdrew from her bosom. He offered her some tissues to clean up the cum all over her breasts. Mary wiped the stuff up and the man also used some tissues to clean off his penis. "Major, could I have a few more tissues, please?" she asked, as she threw the used tissues into his waste basket. "I need to stuff them down into my panties you see, as I seem to be quite wet down there." the woman said with a grin.

"Ah yes of course, Mary." he replied, handing her more tissues. He watched her as she lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties enough to tuck the tissues into the crotch. "You have a nice bush of pubic hair there, Mary. Too bad that we will not have time to get better acquainted, my dear, as I would love to have some more fun with you. Anyway, I am signing your paper for you now. I wish you and your Girl Scouts good luck, getting back to the States."

Mary took the paper from him, and then she kissed him goodbye. She smiled to herself as she left his office. Yes, she still had the goods to attract men. They wanted her.

Mary called the charter company and she advised them that she had the necessary papers signed allowing her Girl Scout troop to leave. She just needed to get her girls packed up and to the airport. The company was glad to know that she had the authorization in hand, because a military unit was thinking about commandeering their plane.

The girls got packed up and Mary found a church bus that would take them to the airport. They got on board the plane while a military officer looked over Mary's papers. He wasn't used to allowing any civilian aircraft to take off. But he was finally persuaded that the girls did have clearance to leave.

Chapter 2: Junior Geisha Girls

Major Noguchi was in charge of an operation that he felt was beneath him. He had been a combat officer in the China campaign in the 1930s. It was an assignment worthy of a soldier from a proud Samurai tradition. But he had been badly wounded and he had lost an arm. Now he was given assignments more worthy of a pimp, he thought.

Troops stationed on inhabited Pacific islands could fraternize with the local girls and thus find the female companionship that was needed to maintain morale. However it was also necessary to maintain small contingents of troops on isolated uninhabited Pacific islands, as an early warning system for military installations on larger islands.

As a matter of promoting morale among such troops, it had been decided to recruit girls to send to such smaller units. Some of the men were likely to be on such islands for years and they would need female companionship. There was an abundance of poor girls in Japan who had little prospect of achieving much of anything in life.

It was Major Noguchi's job to recruit such girls to be put through some quickie training as Geishas, and then sent out to the troops to entertain them. The Geisha was an honorable profession and the true Geisha was highly trained to provide entertainment and companionship for men of substance. So the idea of having a chance to be trained as Geisha girls was very attractive to girls of low status.

Major Noguchi had talked with several older Geishas, explaining what was needed. They were unhappy that their profession was being exploited. The true Geisha underwent years of training, but that was not what was being offered to these unfortunate girls. No, these girls were to receive only a quickie six weeks of training, and then they were to be sent out to the troops to be used more as whores rather than Geishas.

As the Major explained, he could hardly recruit girls to serve as lowly whores. No, they needed to be given some incentive. The promise of admission to the ranks of Geishas was what was needed. As he explained it once the war was won and the girls returned home to Japan, they would have the promise of receiving more advanced training to become genuine Geishas.

The Major appealed to the older Geishas' sense of patriotism. Japan was at war and they could help greatly to improve the morale of their troops. Reluctantly the Geishas agreed to take in such girls and give them basic training as Geishas. That settled, Major Noguchi set about getting the word out to these unfortunate girls.

Hand bills were printed up and widely distributed, appealing to the girls' sense of patriotism as well as to their chance for a better life. The word got around and soon there were far more candidates applying for these positions than there was a need. That allowed the Major and the Geisha instructors to be fairly selective as to which girls they would accept and train.

As a result they decided to accept only attractive and intelligent girls from ages 12 to 14. Such girls were young enough to be trainable, while older girls were likely to be too set in their ways. Only girls who were able to menstruate would be accepted. It was felt that their bodies needed to have matured at least to that extent. This eliminated some of the twelve year olds of course.