I walked into the mess tent
There was somebody sitting all alone. I was a new guy here so I decided to sit by the lonesome person.
I introduced myself
Hi, my name is Country Tom. May I sit? Suit your self came from the lonesome stranger. I kept passing the time of day.
When the strange person got up the person spoke
My name is Queenie. Glad to meet you Queenie. No you are not. Are you gay? Not yet.
The conversation continued.
The other guys will think you are if you sit by me. I don't give a shit what the other guys think. I know who I am. They don't. They don't know who you are either.
Queenie retired for the night.
Queenie slept with the women's detachment. She wore flamboyant negligees at night She never had to pull perimeter guard. All female soldiers were excused from that duty..
We were attacked at night
Rocket and mortars exploded deep within the camp. Sappers cut through the wire. I was watching the lightening. I ran for a bunker
Too close for comfort
I was hit by a concussion wave from a satchel charge. It rang my chimes. I fell unconscious exposed to heavy enemy fire. I was helpless. I thought well, this is it. Adios My Friends.
I awakened being cuddled
Queenie had seen me go down. Her bunker mates were dead. She took an M-60 machine gun and fired it single handed. With the other hand she pulled me by the collar into the bunker.
My Queen in shining armor.
She shielded me from enemy fire until I came around. We fought side by side until our ammunition ran out. Then we fought hand to hand.
Queenie became a Knight that night.
We were both decorated for valor. I would not have survived had Queeni not pulled me to safety at the risk of her own life. She got sexual reassignment surgery after the war.