First person, one-shot, some language, sexual situation
The weather was unusually hot for this time of the year, even for how late in the evening it was . Moans and groans of discomfort filled the women's barracks. Even with all the windows open it was still sweltering, There was no way I was going to get any sleep.
To hell with this, I thought as I rolled off of the top bunk, to land on my bare feet. Roughly I pulled on my white uniform pants and button shirt over my sweaty body.
"Where are you going?" Ilse asked drowsily from her bunk below mine.
"To get some relief." I quietly answered over my shoulder, walking away.
"But, you forgot your boots . . ." I smirked as her voice faded with the door closing. I won't be needing them.
The heat outside was no different than being inside, barely a breeze at all and what there was of one, it was warm.
Reaching the building that was my target, the off