The Sexual Battles of the Civil War

[MtnAngelWV]

Katherine Belle - Yankee Spy

I peer at the man on the horse, dressed in a Confederate uniform. I am unable to discern his rank. His hand is on his sword so I know that he has spotted me.

In my most practiced southern drawl I call out to him, "Suhr, Ah beg of you ta tuhrn ya head so that Ah may get dressed." I slip to shore and grab my clothing before I run in behind a bush.

"Ah was just taking a dip in tha rivah to rid ma body of the dust frahm my lohng jawney," I say as I walk over to him, now completely dressed.

 

[SexyChele]

Gennie

Why, the impudence of this man.....to even imagine that I was nothin' but a common whore! And then to further humiliate me by exclaiming such in front of all these women!

Ok, yes, so I had known every young buck in the county in an intimate way, but there were codes of conduct between ladies and gentlemen, and this did not follow that code! Yes, I could match charms with any wench from a whore house - I had gotten many of the men from the county to tell me what exactly went on behind those houses held off limits to ladies such as myself.

With my breasts heaving, I looked again at this man. Fanning myself furiously, I could see the smile play around his mouth and eyes - he wasn't even sorry he had said it! Yes, a fine speciman to be sure, but one who needed to be taught that a lady was not be insulted....

"Perhaps I've made a mistake in comin' here, Cap'an. Perhaps I don't need the cloth as much as I had thought!"

As I turned to leave, Sarah loudly pointed out...

"But, ma'am, yo din't bring no black dress wif yo and yo is gonna need on at that thar fun'ral. I heared the ladies say they wasn't no other place to get cloth fer a dress other than here."

Turning slowly, I glared at Sarah, and then glanced at Captain Girand who was openly smiling now.

"Sarah, you hush up! Well, Cap'an, can you find it in your heart to sell a lady a piece of cloth without insultin' her?"

 

[Marigold]

Jo Bonner

I awoke far too soon to have gotten any real rest and looked around to see what dragged me from my sleep. I heard one of the laundry women talking to the Major Leary, saw her follow him into his tent. Strange, why would he need laundry done this time of night? I yawned sleepily and settled back into my blanket, envying the woman her lovely hair. I touched my own newly-cropped mass. It had cost me dear to cut it all off at the chin. I simply couldn't stand to take any more than that. Everyone had always told me how pretty my honey-blonde hair was. Now it was combed straight back from my face with pomade and didn't look too different from some of the other soldiers that hadn't had a haircut in a while. I sighed a bit and gave myself a mental lecture over my silliness. I had work to do, no time for sniffling. Dreaming of revenge, I fell back asleep.

 

[tmuyo]

derrick-- yankee lieutenant

as i reach for the light to put it out i hear a shot and suddenly my papers by my bed explodes into a flurry of scattered papers.

i put out the light and hit the floor and yell "SNIPER!"

suddenly i hear another shot, followed by 20 more shots. i creep outside in the direction of the final bursts of fire. my men go running into the field taken just earlier today. they drag the corpse of the sniper back to camp. the men who dragged him back in fire a few more shots into the lifeless eyes in his skull.

"i want all of you men to be careful, if there's a reb sniper this close then there must be rebs within at least a day or two's march."

"tomorrow we break camp at 0400 hours and star a march to the gull over yon. we'll use it for cover when the rebs come. if we're lucky we can cut em down and force a retreat or a surrender."

i walk back to my tent, but am unable to sleep as i have the nightmares again......

my mother and father, dead, on the porch. the flies and bugs haven eaten into their faces. my sisters body found nude and broken, dried blood at her crotch and throat. my little brother, hanging from the trees out back. brown spots on his clothing appear where they had fired into him as he slowly choked to death. i yelled out the torment i felt in my soul at that very same moment. tears stream down my face as i see a rebel grey cap, lying in the grass....i vowed to kill every sunuvabitch reb i could. i've refused to take a surrender or a wounded reb into my camp. i order each one to die by my hand or my mens.

i manage to fall asleep after the nigthmares reminder has subsided.

 

[Scruffy]

Maj. Leary

"What? Oh, yes, of course. Come in" I say rather absentmindedly. I've been looking over the recent maps I had concerning Lee's venture north. It looked like sure fire victory and a damn fine opportunity to finally take the fight to the Yanks.

I watched Ms. Alcott enter and put my food down on my desk, noticing the exposed skin on her lithe frame. I take a spoonful of the stew and chew thoughtfully.

"Where are my manners. Take a seat, please." I watch her as she crosses the room to sit in the chair directly opposite my own. " So my dear. How is travelling life suiting you?"

 

[Destiny_Brent]

Johnathan Jenkins (Decided not to be Pearsall then )

He stepped out of his tent at the sound of giggling, damn, wishing there were some girls around his own tent he shrugged. That one looked alittle old for him anyways, though he wasn't picky at this point. He thought about home, some of the slaves would have been usefull now. Especially that one, Veta, man she was a hot one for a slave, and great in bed, not too submissive, enough to be some fun.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

General Thor

....I removed my hand from the hilt of my sword - she is certainly no physical threat. My eyes idly scanned the woman as she adjusted her clothes. She was attractive, despite the rather thick accent - still, there was something unsettling...

Bowing slightly I asked, "Maam, do you not have a horse?" And how far have you travelled?" As I waited for her reply, I had many more questions.... The war had taught me that nothing is ever as it seems....

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Katherine Belle - Yankee Spy

I was glad to see that the soldier had removed his hand from the sword he kept tucked in its sheath. I scanned his uniform and immediately realized that he was a General in the Confederate Army. I needed this man as he could possibly slip a few secrets to me while we were in compromising situations.

"Suh, Ah have bin all ovah the countrysides of Vahginia and Gawgah looking for an esacped runaway slave. Ah realize that the jawney may have bin dangeraws but Ah am determined to find hawr. Ah currently reside in Atlanta." I watched his face trying to determine whether or not he bought my story.

 

[eepy]

Maddie Alcott

IC:

Moving self-consciously into the tent, I set the food before him and took the proffered seat.

"Thank you, sir. Your quarters are... nice." They weren't bad, but truthfully they could use a woman's touch. Even after my many months living with the troops, I couldn't get used to the plain, practical environment. It was so different than even the modest homes in which I had grown up and then lived as a married woman and mother.

"Well, sir, it's quite an adjustment, but your guidance has made it easier for everyone here, including me. I'm just so glad to have work and food and shelter. I'm so grateful to you... But I do have one concern. Would you have time to talk for a bit?"

 

[ariosto]

Brett bowed low and offered her his most engaging smile.
"My apologies Ma'am and I beg your forgiveness. Obviously I was mistaken." and under his breath,
***Come on down to my cabin Jenny, Ive got some oriental curio's that you'll be dying to try.***

"Now you were wanting cloth I believe. Black cloth. A death in the family...this war...so sad...so sad."

He grinned at the precocious little black girl who grinned back.
"Or perhaps your servant would accompany me below decks and we'll bring it all out for you to see."

 

[Scruffy]

Maj. Leary

I turn my attention away from the food as I watch her sit. I looked around my quarters. Sparse but neat. Not the luxury a man like myself was used to but it was befitting a man at war I suppose.

"....But I do have one concern. Would you have time to talk for a bit." I hear her ask

I took my pocket watch out of my pocket. Hmmmm I suppose the meeting with my officers could wait for the morning. I did like to think of myself as a commander who his men could talk to. No reason why it wouldn't apply to the women with us I suppose.

"Certainly my dear. Just give me a moment."

I stepped up and walked outside the tent.

"Throwoddy!"

"Y-yes, sir?"

"Don't disturb me for a while. I'll be busy"

"Y'yes sir"

I stepped back in the tent.

"Now, where were we?"

 

[The Author]

Frank Garrett

I fled the camp that night after stealing ten dollars from the officer in camp - while he had been heaving and squirming on top of his wife. She certainly ACTED as if she had enjoyed the deed, but the major needed to do less poking, and more stroking, I decided. Whatever the case, he'd thrown his pants down at the foot of the bedI was hiding under, with ten dollars in the pocket. I wondered what kind of man would bring his wife to the front, and it dawned on me - a man who hadn't had a woman in months. Still, I knew where they were going next, and I knew to avoid that road (The things officers told their wives). The CSA did not look favorably on two-time deserters, and I was intent on them not finding out.

I headed down a backroad, scrambling towards where I had heard rumors of a "station" in the underground railroad. With this ten dollars and the information I had, I could probably help get some slaves north, and make it to Canada before the nation blasted itself apart.

 

[The Author]

Frank Garrett

As I was running through the woods in the darkness, I saw someone off in the distance. I stopped, hiding in the bushes as they came nearer. I peered out. "A woman?" I thought to myself. I stayed hidden, waiting. It was a black woman - an escaped slave? I asked myself, peering through the inky night. I decided to step out and see what was going on - she was attractive to say the least, and if I couldn't get some information on where the local stop on the Underground railroad was, I might at least enjoy her company.
Or, maybe I'd have it both ways, I thought to myself.
I stepped out into the road...
"Hello there." I said, in the most Yankee accent I could manage.
She seemed startled - probabyl thought I was a highwayman here to rob her, or worse. After I convinced her I wasn't, she showed me the house pass she had - and I quickly determined it was a fraud.
"How about a different game, then?" I asked. "I need to get to Canada, you need to head north? I think...." I said with a hint of mischeif she no doubt could find - "We might be able to help each other out."

 

[SexyChele]

Gennie

Not believing his apology was real, I had still been brought up to accept an apology no matter what.

"I accept your apology, Cap'an Girand. And much as I think it would be better if I send Sarah down with you, I'm feeling a little faint from the sun. Maybe it's a little cooler below decks? That way you wouldn't have to bring all that material up here. My request is fairly simply, the death was not a close family member."

I motion to Sarah to follow us, but Captain Girand stops her.

"That's OK, I can conduct my business without your servant being there."

My mouth drops open slightly at the thought of going below decks with a strange man, but as his back retreats from me, I realize I have very few choices open to me.

"Wait here, Sarah, I shan't be long."

 

[Thor's Hammer]

General Thor

....Virginia and Georgia on foot looking for an escaped slave. A woman alone - and apparently unarmed? Either her geography is weak, or she really can move very fast. This one is not all that she seems... Deciding to play along for the moment, I feigned interest in her story.

"Maam, are you not armed? Although a southern gentleman would never take advantage of such a damsel as yourself, Yankee trash and less savory members of our society prowl these roads."

As I spoke I watched her closely. "Oh, let me introduce myself. My manners are blunted by the war I fear. I am General Beauregard Thor of The Confederate States of America Army." I deliberately omitted my assignment to General Lee's staff, curious if she knew of military matters... "You are from Atlanta you said. Do you know the Braxton family that resides on Blossom Lane just off Peachtree Street?" If she knew them she was conversant with tombstones. The last member of the Braxton family died shortly before the war began. And there was no Blossom Lane off Peachtree Street....

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Katherine Belle - Yankee Spy

Remembering what I had been taught I answer the Genral's questions. Feigning ignorance I reply, "Ah'm sorry, Suh. Ah do naught know the family ya speak uv. Ah have left maw home in Atlanta to be tended by my mother and an ailing brother. Ah was determined ta find the runaway slave. If Ah do not show the scoundrels who serve awr plantation who is the boss, then they might awl run off. Unfortunately the slippery little dickens got away from me in Vawginia. Ah'm making maw way to Savannah now to rest a spell befaw heading back to maw home. Maw horse is just behind the bushes over yonder. If y'all are headin' that way, Ah would appreciate an kindly escort, such as yourself."

I watch his gaze to see if he was accepting my lame story.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

General Thor

"Perhaps I had best keep her with me...something is still not right, although I cannot pin it down," I mused.

"Maam, I would, of course, be honored to escort you the rest of the way to Savannah. Why is this slave so important? Surely, you have hands that could find her for you?"

I nudged my horse forward, following her closely.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Katherine Belle - Yankee Spy

"Suh, it is naught the impawtance of this slave but the lesson it teaches to the awther slaves. We have no hands left at awr plantation. Father died in the spring and it is just my mother and ailing brother at home. This damnedable wawr has ravaged our homes and spirits in Atlanta. Ah vawed that Ah would not allaw it to break my own spirit." I mount my horse and lead the General down the trail. "Ah thank you kind suh for the hospitality of escorting me to Savannah," I turn to him as I speak these words, flashing him my best smile.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

General THor

"Perhaps I am overly suspicious. After all, her story could be true. I think I will watch her closely and see..."

"Maam, I have introduced myself, but I do not recall that you favored me with your name." I spoke as I brought my horse alongside hers...

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Katherine Belle - Yankee Spy

"Pawdon mah rude manners, General. Ah am Katherine Belle," I reach out and shake his hand. His grip is firm and his hand feels good in mine. This assignment may turn out to be a most enjoyable one, I think to myself.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

General Beauregard Thor

"Hmmmm, this might yet be enjoyable."

As her hand shakes mine, I bring it to my lips and brush the back of her hand and say, softly, "Katherine Belle, what a lovely name - and what a lovely southern belle you are."

As our horses stood side by side, I held her hand just a moment longer than necessary; my fingers touching her palm as I release her small hand.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Katherine Belle - Yankee Spy

The sensations of his lips against my hand is like lightning coursing through my veins. I have to remember that this is strictly a mission. I could not get involved with any enemy, not even one as charming and handsome as the General.

Damn him! He looks at me as though he can see the very depths of my soul. I am in a hypnotic trance, for I am unable to avert my eyes from his gaze. We sit in the same spot for a seemingly eternity, neither one of us wanting to break the magic of the moment. I find myself hoping that he succumbs quickly to my charms, and not just for the good of the cause.

 

[Blackbich]

Willow Simmons - runaway slave

I hadn't had much sleep. It was taking a lot of getting used to, trying to sleep during the day. I found a couple of yams behind the house, which I ate before heading out. I had been traveling what seemed like hours. I was fumbling my way through the woods when suddenly I heard, "Hello there." It was dark and I wasn't able to see the person who'd said it too good. I knew it was a man and he sounded Yankee. The man kept talking to me, asking lots of stuff. As I got closer to him, I could tell he was very good looking and wondered what he was doin out in the middle of the night. I relaxed enough to show him my pass and to give him my 'goin to Virginia' story. After looking at the pass for a few minutes, he looks me right in the eye and says, "How about a different game, then? I need to get to Canada, you need to head north. I think we might be able to help each other out." I wasn't able to hide my shock at what this man had just proposed. I ain't never known a white person to help any of us out. I don't know what this man thinks he's doing. I see the look he's got in his eye but I can't put my finger on what it is. I think about it and realize I have no choice but to accept his offer, especially if I don't wanna go back to Johnson House. I guess I could say no but fear of what he could do to jeopardize my freedom makes the decision for me. I hold my head high and ask in my most lady-like voice, "Now, suh, just what are you pruhposing?" I had heard the massa use that big word and hoped it sounded impressive. It finally hits me what this man said. Before he can answer I blurt out, "You really goan help me get noath?"

 

[Thor's Hammer]

General Thor

With a little smile, I broke eye contact and said," Savannah is just a short distance away. We wil be there in less than an hour."

Strange - when I touched her hand I could almost feel energy flowing back and forth. Laughing inside, I thought, 'Thor, it must be due to the fact that there has not been time for dalliance with the fairer sex.' Still, she is attractive........ But there is still something that does not ring true....We will see. And, for the moment, she has asked no military questions.

As we rode I asked, "Do you have a destination in Savannah? When you are settled I may be able to use a few reserve troops to scour the town for your slave." If indeed there is one, I thought.

 

[MtnAngelWV]

Katherine Belle - Yankee Spy

"Ah do have an awnt in Savannah but she is quite ill. I thawght that Ah would just stay at the local hotel. Ah would much appreciate yowr assistance in finding my errant slave but Ah do believe that it is useless." We rode on in silence for quite some ways until my horse embedded a stone in his shoe. We stopped so that he could examine the amount of damage incurred. I knew that we were not far from my destination. Hopefully the animal could make it the rest of the way but he did needed to be attended to.