CHAPTER 5
What a stupid dream" said Sgt Patterson to herself as she stood underneath a
lovely hot shower, early next day. "As if any one would get four years being
worked half to death for indecent exposure - especially in these liberated
days!"
Coming out of the shower she looked out over the early morning scene and saw the
naked prisoner finishing off the useless task she had set for her. It really was
difficult sometimes to keep this girl fully occupied. She was tall and in good
shape for a woman, with shoulders some men would have been proud of. She seemed
to eat work. That shoveling job yesterday would have taken most of the prisoners
all day and this girl had got it done in half the time.
"Oh, well", she thought "I can always have her double-marched around the
perimeter a few dozen times. That'll keep her occupied for the first four hours.
Cpl Jenks can go around with her on a bicycle."
Meanwhile Eloise was being marched across to the canteen for a quick breakfast,
her ears ringing with a volley of parade ground abuse from Sgt Higgins who had
had the task of supervising her early morning duties and was none to pleased at
the early start this had meant for her.
"Come on. Move that fat ass you lazy cow" Was the kindest of the many choice
remarks that she made.
"How can I take another three years, or more, of this," thought Eloise
despairingly. She had already had an extra three months added to her sentence
for various so-called misdemeanors and did not doubt that further extension of
her misery was in store for her.
It was all so unfair. She was innocent but no one would listen...she would never
kill Sara, she loved Sara like a sister. But no one cared...she had been
sentenced to this hell.
Back in Court.
She had joined the army as a way to escape the her sadistic father and his
abusive ways. The first few weeks of training were pretty hard, but she was a
strong girl and was able to take all the punishment they could dish out to her.
The turning point of her life came when the training intake were given a day's
leave to relax in the town near which the training camp was situated.
Eloise had become friendly with a sweet and rather vulnerable looking girl
called Sara and they had retired to a table near the rear of the bar where it
was possible to view the passing scene and relax after the pretty arduous drill
they had just been subjected to by their brutal instructors.
"Why are you in the Army," Eloise asked of Sara.
"Oh, I was just bored!" said Sara, a rather plump girl whose overweight
condition had caused her a bit of difficulty through the rigorous drill routines
of recruit training.
"Why did you," she asked.
"I had to" said Eloise. "I had to escape my father."
