“Was anyone here in the KOYLI?” asked Bill.“Kings Own Yorkshire Light Infantry?” murmured another man, Jimmy Todd. “Merged in with the Light...Infantry in 1968.” Jimmy was a walking history book on the regiments, and their histories, of the British army.All the men shook their heads.“Why?” asked Jimmy.“We were accosted by a young woman who thinks we were KOYLI. I think she’s either some sort of TaF spy and agitator, or more likely some sort of opposition that thinks it needs to get ready to fight. Or Fae come to that), which was doled out to the populace to keep them fed and dependent on the Orc state. They also recycled pretty much anything, including bodies. Nothing got left to waste if they could reuse it.What land that wasn’t farmed was used as the planet’s lungs, hence our jungle site being left alone. As far as we could tell, all worlds were the same in their use and their massive population, with few of the Orcs actually doing anything useful, except just existing. There was one. As I stood watching her I noticed that nearly every male on the dancefloor was watching her as she rolled her hot body to the music. Then I noticed that a group of three guys were paying her particularly close attention and were moving closer and closer to where she was dancing on her own. as they moved closer I realised that 2 out of the three were black. As they moved next to her she turned and without hesitation began to dance with them, teasing each one in turn. She would grind her hips. It was nice ,but a little awkward. I took a sniff. "Your breath smells minty." And, you're stalling." Yes I am. I think I need you to make the first move." Ok," she said. She looked at me in the eyes. "Here goes." She leaned in for a kiss. It was gentle and sweet. And she was minty and clean tasting. We let our lips rub together a little, then I felt her tongue probing me, my teeth, then inside my mouth. I tickled her with mine as she turned her head, covering my mouth completely in a deep.