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Lily.
    “Thanks.”
    Lily gave her a quick smile as she tied the belt into a tight knot. Helen looked up from her position on Lily's bed finding herself drawn again towards those dark eyes that she'd first seen on the day of her interview and that had calmed her last minute jitters.
    “You're welcome,” she smiled, dimples appeared deep into her cheeks, and she edged her way backwards off Lily's bed before reaching down to smooth the two crevices in the blankets that her knees had created.
    Standing up straight, she shook her arms to allow the fabric to drop back down over her hands.
     “Could you?” she asked hopefully towards Lily, holding her arms up, her hands completely obscured by the fabric flailing loosely over them.
    Lily laughed at the woman waving her arms, the material flapping around her head. She stepped around her bed to stand in front of Helen, took one arm down, and started to roll the material up until she could see the blonde woman's hands. She repeated the action with Helen's other arm. This time, however, she completed the task slowly, not wanting to end the contact.
    “There,” she said with a shy smile. She could feel the heat in her cheeks as she pondered briefly her reluctance to halt the connection with Helen, immediately resigning it to the need for some small form of physical comfort while she became accustomed to her new and unsettling environment.
    Helen oblivious to Lily’s embarrassment inspected her newly adjusted outfit and placed her hands onto her hips giving Lily a quick twirl, “How'd I look?”
    Lily chuckled. “Wonderful, what about me?” she asked, flourishing her hands up and down her sides feeling more like her normal self for the first time in a long time.
    “Marvelous,” Helen replied, a small smile playing on her lips.
    A disembodied yell of “Cadets!” halted any further conversation.
    Adele stood up from her bed and looked out of the window at the front of their bunkhouse.
    “Everyone else is going out, we should git goin’,'' she opened the door and stepped out leaving the door open for the others to follow.
    Helen motioned to Lily to go first and then followed behind. They left the bay and joined the assembled women, lined up in pairs, outside. Lily stood next to Helen; both stood ramrod straight their eyes fixed upon an indeterminate point in front of them.
    “What in the name of Roosevelt have you got on your feet?” Foster yelled as she halted her walk down the ranks at their unit.
    Lily froze. Thinking that the shout was aimed at her, she looked down quickly towards the saddle shoes she had changed into. However, as she looked down she saw where Foster was directing her query. Adrienne stood in front of her, her overalls, rolled up at the feet, revealing bright red platform heels. Lily bit at her lip to stop laughter from spilling out.
    “I'm wearing what's comfortable,” Adrienne replied innocently.
    “You think you'll be able to fly in those?” Foster asked her tone full of challenge. “You planning on being an HP in heels?”
    Adrienne regarded her footwear and smiled. “I can do anything in these,” she replied her tone full of suggestion. “Ma'am,” she added.
    “What’s your name cadet?”
    “Adrienne Rosecroft, ma’am.”
    The Establishment Officer shook her head. “Okay Rosecroft, step out,” she motioned with her arm towards her and Adrienne fell out of the line up and walked towards the officer,
    “HP?” Lily whispered out the side of her mouth.
    “Hot Pilot,” Helen whispered in response.
    Foster scanned the footwear of the other cadets, seeing Helen wearing a pair of men's lace up boots she nodded.
    “You!” she shouted, pointing towards Helen. “Step out.”
    Helen shot Lily a quick look of panic, thinking she was about to be chewed out for talking in line. Lily gave her an apologetic look thinking the same and risked a whispered apology as she passed. She stepped out and stood beside Adrienne.
    “You see that over