Date: Sat, 22 Aug 2015 23:11:17 -0500
From: Thomas Wright <paladin1954@hotmail.com>
Subject: Exposure: Chapter Two: Special Commitment (Second Installment)

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Exposure: Chapter Two: Special Commitment

	Dana and I began hanging out together. At times, the tension was
hard to break as we tried to find common ground for our conversations. At
other times, the commune seemed all so natural. One moment we would simply
be staring into space, bored to tears and then the next we would be
laughing at whatever nonsensical story one or the other had come up
with. We soon became comfortable with one another as we shared more and
more time. Sam was never brought up, neither of us seeming to want to
resurface the wounded memories. It was a blessing given to me by him,
though, this wonderful woman.

	Even my roomies noticed the difference in my demeanor. They also
noticed that I was spending a lot of time with the corporal, and they
wholeheartedly approved. Dana was, after all, cute and completely
feminine. I also think they envied my new found relationship as they teased
me constantly about her. My personality grew with regards to my
relationship with Dana and that, in turn, made the people that I associated
with daily respect me more. I don't know why, it just did. There were
questions from many of the men and women I served with about me. Some of my
roommates felt I was secretly gay, but after they saw how I reacted to my
new found friendship with Dana, they were convinced otherwise.

	There was no pressure to commit to any kind of relationship. A
friendship was all that was offered at first, but after a while the tension
of being around such a pleasing young woman, one so beautiful, began to
take its toll. Our walks in the compound became closer, tighter. I could
feel the heat that radiated from her body through her uniform. Her hands
would wrap around mine when we talked. I would intentionally brush up to
her so that I could feel her curves. She knew what I was doing and she
would smile shyly. I knew she was still fragile, but I had to approach the
subject. One night, while walking around the perimeter of the base, hand in
hand, under a beautiful full moon. I stopped, turned to her, and simply
looked into her eyes. They were twinkling, bright orbs of wonderment,
highlighted by the moon. I leaned into her, pulled her close, and kissed
her. She responded by kissing back. My knees buckled and my heart leapt. I
had never had that reaction to anyone or anything. Never had I experienced
something as simple as a kiss, causing the stirring in my loins.

	"I wondered how long it would take you," she commented softly.

	"What do you mean?" I whispered back.

	"You have been so hesitant to get close. I've wanted that for weeks
now, but I was patient. It was worth the wait. I am quivering all over."
Dana smiled. "Is there somewhere we can go that will be a little more
private than where we are now?"

	"What do you mean?" I whispered again.

	"I want you to make love to me," she said quietly, urgently.

	There was an immediate necessity in my groin to find a place, a
very difficult idea in a war zone on a military base. My room was out of
the question, so was the unit office. Her room was just as useless, as she
shared her accomodations with many other women. I was hurting badly
anticipating my first liasson with the beautiful woman attached to my arm
who was pulling me greedily toward the shadows, to some clandestine
location unknown by either of us. Directly across from where we had sought
privacy, I spotted the humvee ambulances that were parked on the other side
of the compound. I pointed and smiled. There was no hesitation at all and
Dana started pulling me toward the first vehicle.

	The back of the first ambulance soon became our playground. There
was nothing to say, the moment wrote all the words to the drama that was
playing out. I pulled my shirt out of my pants and almost ripped the
buttons attempting shed its confines. Her efforts were not much better and
the very strong fabric of the Army Combat Uniform jacket made a sound that
almost sounded like a rip.

	"You didn't, did you?" I asked suddenly amused at our impatience.

	"Do what, fart?" she replied, smiling.

	"No, rip your jacket," I commented almost laughing at loud at her
lewd talk.

	It did not take long for both of us to be out of our clothing and
tangled in the wonderful warm feeling of our naked flesh. I was rock hard;
she was soaking. The kisses we planted were hit and miss, the prodding of
my rod no more accurate.  The vehicle was cramped, but it was an
accomodation for this lusty liasson. The movement of skin against skin
became frantic.  I definitely could feel the cum working and I had not even
had an opportunity to plant my cock into her. Suddenly, I feared that I
would cum too quickly and pulled away.

	"What's wrong?" she asked with a slight look of concern on her
face.

	"It's getting ready to blow. I'm trying to back off to prolong the
experience for both of us." I looked into her eyes.  "Anyway, nothing to do
tomorrow. I'm off; your off. We can take our time."

	"I'm not worried about who's going to be off tomorrow. I am
concerned about how we can get off tonight," she commented with a smile. "I
know how to fix this." She moved down my body, kissing my chin, neck, and
nibbling my nipples.  The lingering that happened at my navel drove me
insane, but I did nothing to stop her. Her hands wrapped around the object
of her desire. The dim lights and shadows exposed the deep emotional lust
that bled deeply from her eyes and face, a passion so inflamed that I fell
in love with her all over again. Was I imagining someone so wrapped up in
me that she would become that turned on, hot with such passion? Somewhere
in the recesses of my mind I wondered why I deserved such unbridled
devotion.

	She looked deeply into my eyes for a long moment, searching, trying
to find reason to the madness she was experiencing.  A wicked smile played
on her lips and she dropped her head in my lap, engulfing my cock to the
hilt. The warmth of her mouth and the suddeness of the action sent me over
the edge and I came, spurting shot after shot of the gooey spunk into the
back of her throat. I thought she would stop, but she tensed a bit, then
simply swallowed and held me there, no movement present within her mouth. I
did not lose that precious erection. It stayed hard. Before long she
started moving up and down on my now desensitized shaft, the sensation of
the previous orgasm having wained in the safety of her mouth. When I found
that my erection was raging once again, I was completely surprised. Dana
raised her mouth off and looked at me, a tear slowly crawled down her
cheek.

	"I'm the one who should be crying. That was utterly amazing," I
said, still dumbfounded at what had just happened.

	"When you came, and your cum spurted into the back of my throat..."
she started, then began to sob softly.

	"Yes?" I questioned pulling her up to me gently so we could cuddle.

	"When you came...I came...with one of the strongest I have ever
had. I am wiped away by that. It has never happened like that before." Her
face glowed in the soft lighting of the Humvee. "I have never had that
happen before, ever," she repeated still amazed at the prospect.

	My hands began caressing her breasts, lingering at her nipples,
stopping to tweak them. I found the more I moved against her, the more
aroused I became and the more she writhed in pleasure. My hand dropped
lower to her abdomen. I gently stopped there and began circling my fingers,
kneeding the flesh of her stomach, feeling the taunt muscles that lay just
below the silky smooth skin.
 I paused and considered the fact that this was the first time I had been
with a woman, this intimate, the first time I had been with anyone sexually
since Sam in the woods. I wondered if I was doing the right things to
please her, but was soon assured by the moan that came from deep within
her. I dropped my hand lower until I felt the soft curls of her sparse
pubic hair pausing only to explore the region I had never had the
opportunity to visit. Another moan came from deep within as my fingers got
closer to the prize. Trembling, I continued until I could feel my fingers
slip into the folds of her passion. I rubbed carefully back and forth, up
and down, never quite entering the cavern of passionate release. The more
time I took, the more she seemed to get into the feelings I was created.

	I knew anatomy. I had studied it in preparation for my stint as a
field medic. There was nothing I did not know about the vagina; I had even
touched one before in training. It was never like this, however; moist,
soaking my fingers as I played; heat spilling from the inside, perpetuating
the lust coming from Dana. Not wanting to go too fast, I tickled her
clitoris, lightly touching all around the hood, occasionally touching the
button itself. Dana was lost in the world of pleasure I was creating.  I
wondered when she would be ready to consummate our lust, but she seemed to
be really enjoying what I was doing. Finally, I found the opening and
inserted one, then two fingers. She was so wet and didn't seem tight at
all, but the action of penetrating caused her to turn into a wild
woman. She flipped over, straddled my hips, grabbed my erection, directed
to her cunt, and then sat, engulfing my cock to the hilt.

	I do not know what I expected, but it was nothing like anything I
had ever imagined. The combination of her natural lubrication and body heat
sent me to world unknown to that point in time. My body shuddered from the
sheer emotional turmoil the pleasure created in my psyche. Each time she
moved slightly, the muscular contours and ripples along the walls of her
vagina sent electric shocks from the tip of my cock, through my balls,
generating a tsunami of spasms throughout the entire framework of my
being. Where had this activity been all my life. A blowjob had been great,
but nothing had prepared me for what she was now doing.

	Dana smiled through glazed eyes and then began moving up and down,
twisting slightly to reposition herself so that when she wanted to she
could lean over to kiss me. When that kiss came, those feelings of
uncontrollable lust returned. The kiss
 added a different dimension to what we were already doing. There was no
turning back now, my mind preached. I began to move faster within her,
attempting to push deeper into her, trying to become one. The tempo
increased. She began making a low hissing sound passing air through her
clenched teeth, but soon that sound became loud enough to resonate within
the confines of the Humvee.  I started to gasp for air, but soon got the
idea and paced myself to concentrate on the friction being caused by the
coupling. Faster and faster we went, until I could feel that familiar
pressure building deep within my balls. I didn't want to cum without her. I
had read somewhere that you were truly in tune with your partner if you
could orgasm together. It was rare to do, I read, but if it ever happened,
you could have it no other way.

	The sounds coming from between her teeth had turned in a string of
vulgarities, but they turned me on even more.  "Fuck me, harder. I'm almost
there." Then louder she yelled, "I said fuck me harder! Mike, fuck me like
a machine. Pump me
 full of your hot load. Oh shit, I am going to cummmm....." I had started
pumping hard, slamming her pussy for all I was worth.  The harder and
faster I got, the more she demanded. When she came, she was loud, so very
loud, screaming my name, pulling my hair, sending her sharp nails across my
chest. As I released, the backed doors of the Humvee flew open and two MPs
were shining a flashlight in. I couldn't stop and filled her with
everything I had. Wave after wave of the climax came crashing down and I
could care less if the two military police corporals were staring, ogling
to be more precise, the cum coming out of Dana's cunt from around my cock.

	"Excuse us Sergeant," one of the men said. They immediately shut
the door on the vehicle. "We will wait for you to get dressed."

	The two of us lay together, coming down from the sexual
high. Neither of us wanted to move, but we had been discovered and we knew
our night was over. She kissed me on the lips, "We need to discuss what
just happened, tomorrow."

	"What are you going on about?" I asked sincerely.

	"You really don't know, do you?" she retorted.

	"I only know that was the most wonderful thing that has ever
happened to me. You sound so serious."

	"It should have been sex. What this was...was unbelievable. Never
have I....lets talk about it tomorrow. We have two sour pusses waiting for
us outside right now." Dana was right and I knew they would make her go
back to her billet and me to mine.

	When we opened the door and hopped out, we were greeted by
apologies. "Sergeant, if you'd let us know, we would've probably not
interrupted. But we didn't know who was making that strange sound and we
had to investigate."  Both men tried to look away from Dana, but when they
did, she did not seemed amused. "My apologies maam," one said.

	"Apologies accepted, Corporal. Please let this stay between us."
she smiled demurely at the soldiers. "I don't want to become the brunt of
jokes concerning the howling I made in orgasm," she continued
shamelessly. "Just know, that the man you see before you is amazing and he
is the reason for my behavior."

	The two MPs told us we would have to return to our assigned
billets. They would have to report to their commanding officer the
impropriety, but they promised to say that we slipped away without being
recognized. I did not know whether they were serious, but at least it
allowed Dana to have a restful sleep. In a militarized combat zone, things
like we just experienced should not happen, but it did. The twenty
something MPs understand the need for sexual gratification and will usually
look the other way unless its totally unavoidable. We simple had to walk
our separate ways.

	"Give me a moment, Corporals," I requested.

	"Just a moment, Sergeant," the taller of the two men replied.

	I looked at Dana and shook my head. "I am stunned at that. I
would've never thought it would be possible...."

	She put her finger over my lip. "Let's wait till tomorrow to talk
about this. I have a lot to think about." She leaned up, put her hands to
each side of my face, and then pulled me to her. She kissed me deeply; I
returned the kiss feeling a rise where there should not have been any power
left. "Good night, my sweet, wonderful, Mike." With that she turned and
asked one of the Corporals if he would escort her back to her bunk.

	The night was long and sleepless for me. First, I was remembering
the coupling, going over every second in the finest detail. The erection
that came with those memories would have to be released, but I figured I
would save that for her. There was something else nagging me in the
recesses of my mind, however. She had said that she had a lot to think
about and we would talk tomorrow. I could only imagine what that meant,
especially after the intense lovemaking session we had been through. What
was there to think about, I thought.

	The morning finally came. Although I had dozed many times during
the night, I always woke to the images of the memories we had
created. Springing out of bed to get a shower and get dressed, I noticed
some of the other NCOs I was sharing the modular with joking around. I
wandered into the common area to see what was going on.

	"Your fame has reached us this morning," Sgt. Michaels began.

	"What do you mean?" I asked truly puzzled by the statement.

	"One of the MPs couldn't keep his mouth shut and started spreading
it all over this morning...talking about how fine that cute corporal was,
especially naked and planted on your cock," SSgt. Tomukara continued.

	I sat down with a plop at the table, not because I was embarrassed,
but because it was such a shock that it had gotten out so fast. I knew
there would be rumors and innuendo, but not so fast. I stared blankly
through the door to the outside.
	"Does the CO know yet, or any of his staff?" I asked frantically.

	"Not that I know," Michaels said.

	"I would image, however," another Sergeant started, "that the way
the rumors have been flying this morning, they soon will."

	"What you going to do, Mike?" Tomukara asked. Tomukara was the
friendliest of the NCOs I shared the modular with. I liked Michaels very
much as well, but the rest were kind of neutral on getting to know me.

	"I guess I will wait and see. I guess I need to find Dana and find
out if she knows."

	"She knows, Mike. I saw her on the way to the mess tent this
morning and she was squalling her eyes out," commented Sgt. Johnson,
another of the NCOs, but not one that shared our billet. "I hadn't heard
the story yet, but when I did I knew exactly what was wrong. I felt so
sorry for her. You know if the CO finds out you both with be up on charges,
or one of you will be transferred...you know General Order No. 1 and all."
General Order No. 1 prohibits sexual relations between men and women in a
militarized deployment.

	"That was lifted several years ago for deployment in Afghanistan,
in 2007 or '08," Michaels said, "but it is still discouraged and basically
left up to the base commander to determine if a transfer needs to take
place."

	"You sure?" Tomukara asked.

	"Yeah, I got into trouble last tour here and wasn't court
martialed, but Cindy was transfered to a non-combat unit back in Kabul,"
Michaels continued.

	I was sitting there getting bits and pieces. I needed to get to
Dana to calm her, to comfort her, to let her know I was. "Guys, I got to
find Dana."

	"You go, Mike. We're going to find that asshole who ratted you guys
out and beat the crap out of him," Michaels said. "People got to start
learning how to mind their own business."

	"I appreciate the support, guys, but don't hurt the guy. There's no
need for this to escalate to something worse...  but thanks for the
thought, Joe." I was determined to find the MP that led me back to the
billet to see if he was the one. I did not think he was. I imagined it was
the other MP who escorted Dana back. He probably tried to cop a feel or to
even convince her to give him a little in trade to keep him silent. I ran
out toward her quarters with an urgency I had not had except on the battle
lines.

	While running across the compound, I received cat whistles and "way
to go, dude" and "get a room, Sergeant" comments from some of the men. The
females on base were few, but the ones I passed looked at me strangely as
if they were looking at me with a new respect. They always separated the
sexes in the bases, placing the females behind guarded fences. There had
been a lot of sexual harrasment, rape, and pregnancies since women had been
allowed to enter the military combat deployments. I finally reached her
billet and asked one of the female soldiers entering to see if she was
in. When she returned, she told me she was not, that she was either at the
mess tent or the showers. The female showers were closer, so I ran there
first. When I arrived, a young female Lieutenant was coming out of the
showers, probably checking on the enlisted group. Officer showers were
never with the enlisted. "What are you doing in this area, Sergeant?" she
demanded.

	I recognized her as Lieutenant Daniels, saluted and began. "I'm so
sorry, maam, I am looking for Corporal Tomasian. It is very important that
I see her as soon as possible." The Lieutenant was one of the really good
looking officers there was, but she was off limits to the enlisted men.

	"You're the one, huh!" she snorted and motioned for two MPs to head
our way. "Sergeant, you do know that I am going to have to report the story
I heard this morning to the commanding officer, don't you?"

	"Maam, you have to do your duty. I must find her, though. I don't
know exactly what happened after we parted last night and I want to be
assured that she is alright." She could tell looking at me that I was a
mess. She waved the two MPs away.

	"You're concerned for her, Sergeant?" she asked warily.

	"Maam, I think I am madly in love with her. I only want to know
that she is alright."

	The Lieutenant waved to the MPs and told them everything was
okay. "Follow me, Sergeant." She led me to the back of the tent the
officers used for indoctrination when a new soldier or group came into the
camp for the first time. The chairs were sat up and there was a table at
the far end. Dana sat at the table with two other soldiers who appeared to
be trying to console her.

	"Dana," I said through the obvious tension that had built up. She
looked up, jumped to her feet and raced to me, practically jumping into my
arms. Her kiss was nice and I knew she was not mad, just upset.

	"Oh, Mike, I knew you'd come as soon as you heard," she blabbered.

	"I am so sorry I put you into this position, Dana, I am so sorry,"
I said tears streaming down my cheek matching hers. "I should have never
let that happen last night, to put you into that situation."

	"You, hush! You know I would never have had it happen any other
way." Dana looked toward Lieutenant Daniels.  "Thank you, maam. You do look
after your girls real well."

	"Next time, make sure that you find a place a little more private,
say in the back of this tent," she winked as she said it. "Sergeant, if you
had not acted in the way you did, you would probably be behind bars until I
sorted this out, but you did seem sincere... Corporal, if there is anything
else I can do, let me know. I will take the opportunity to express to the
CO that the rumors he might hear are because you turned down the young
MP. That is the story you told me, right Corporal?"

	"That is the story you told me to say, Lieutenant," Dana replied
and then winked. Turning back to me as Lieutenant Daniels left the tent she
commented, "She is one of the best platoon commanders I have ever served
under. She watched out for us, that's for sure. When I told her I loved
you, she came up with the ploy to make the old man ignore it. If anyone
gets into trouble over this, it will be the MP." Pausing slightly, she
looked to the rear of the tent. "I want you to meet two of the best friends
a girl can have." We walked over to where two very above average looking
girls sat. Both of them had smiles that encompassed their whole face,
genuine and fresh. I was sure that the two of them would dress up
nicely. Both stood up to
 greet us. "This is Corporal Janice Bonner," she said of the first to
arrive to our location. After reassessing my original impression, I
realized that this young black woman was truly impressive. The girl was
around 5' 6", nice curves, scruptious rear, really beautiful eyes and
around 120 pounds. "...and this is Sergeant Chelsea Markus." I must have
been really off as she, too, was well above my initial impression. Her most
phenominal features were her red hair, pale skin, and deep green eyes. She
looked to be a true daughter of Ireland. There was not much difference in
her stature than the other girl's.

	"Very nice to meet both of you," I announced taking their hands and
shaking them gently. Dana led me to the table at the back of the tent. We
all sat down. I really wanted to talk with Dana alone, but I knew that it
could wait as I was sure that Dana continued to need the moral support of
her friends. As we sat down, the girls sat on either side of Dana as if to
protect her. Chelsea put her hand over Dana's as if to console her, Janice
began rubbing her shoulders. I noticed the affection immediately.

	"I told you last night that I needed to think about what happened,"
Dana began. "Things have really started to spiral out of control since I
finally found you. At first, I just wanted to meet the man who had
impressed Sam so much that he felt he needed to make amends...but...then,
when we spent time together and we began to really click, I found myself
wanting more in the relationship. I really didn't know how I would deal
with it if we didn't get intimate, but..."

	"Dana, isn't this something we should be talking about alone?" I
pondered looking respectfully at the two companions.

	"Mike, they are necessary right now for what I am about to explain
to you. Be patient. I will get there. Let me continue, please. I have so
much to say." She paused again, looking deeply into my eyes.

	"Mike, I didn't know I would fall so hard for you," she
continued. "You were such a hard person to get to know in the beginning. I
just didn't know if we would ever click and then one day it just did. These
two friends of mine helped me through thick and thin since school. We have
been lucky enough to have been together since the beginning. Not many
people in the service can say that..."

	I sort of knew where this was going, deep down in my heart. I was
slightly disturbed by the idea, but very turned on by the prospect of what
I anticpated was coming.

	"...Chelsea, Janice and I have been lovers for so long. There is a
sexual need that comes with being a lone female in the military. There are
those basic sexual needs. None of us are gay, but sex with each other
allows us to have safe sex and get off without the complications of
possibly becoming pregnant. We are bisexual and we have come to the
understanding that we will always have a need to be with another woman from
time to time. We all hope to have a family one day, a loving husband, and
children. Sam, however, taught me about sexual release and I need that
whether it be by my own hand or with a little help from my friends. He
taught me the importance to satisfy the needs of my body. Even though I
felt abused in the beginning, I went back. I hated myself, but I went
back. He would treat me really nice, never take advantage of me. When I
told you I becamea confidant, it was no exaggeration, but it was more than
that, too. He would help me release, never ever expecting anything in
return."

	I stood up and shuffled, turned around, looked out the front of the
tent, and looked back at the three of them.  I wondered if I could share
Dana with them, if that was where the conversation was heading. Although
she had never really told me a lie, she had left so many parts out of her
life. How was this any different than what Sam had done? Partial truths had
broken up a friendship. The major issue was a complete truth, an
understanding of the exact nature of the relationship.  I had always been
open in my friendships, or had I? There was that moment that I knew I was
lying to myself. I had not told the other NCOs that I was living with that
I had a homosexual event in my life. I did not tell them that I often
fantasized about them. I was not truthful and honest about my desires. I
knew the reason. I did not want to be thrown out of the Army for telling
that I was bisexual as well.

	"Chelsea and Janice know your story, too. I told them about you
when I didn't know you, back when we were training to be medics. I had
never met you then, but when i finally found you, I let them know I had
found you. I am sorry I didn't wait until I knew you better before telling
them of Sam and what he did to me and to you. That is one reason why they
are here, so that you can tell they are not a threat and will not tell your
secret." She could tell I was shocked. No matter how she sugar-coated it,
my secret was out and I was mortified. Again Sam won the day. He found the
one human on the face of the earth that would allow me as much conflicting
feelings as he had left me with. For a moment, I wanted to run, but I
stayed and listened.

	"Lieutenant Daniels knows about us. She caught Janice and I one day
in the shower. She often goes to the showers to spy on the girls taking
showers. She admires their bodies. The difference between us and her is
that she is totally gay. Granted, she doesn't begrudge a stable straight
relationship, but she won't participate in one."

	"Has she ever been with any of you girls?" I asked amazed at the
prospect.

	"If she had, we wouldn't tell on her. You know the rules about
fraternization. She would lose her commission and be thrown out of the
military with a dishonorable discharge. But just for you, I will tell you,
that, among the three of us, she has never crossed the line."

	"I would never report her, even if it were true. To me, its
nobody's business." My heart was racing at the prospect of the beautiful
Lieutenant with another woman, even Dana. What was wrong with me, I
thought? Before the events of the past night and the present morning I
would never have had those thoughts.

	"I will tell you that she does have an amazingly beautiful civilian
lover. I ran into the Lieutenant at a lounge outside of Fort Knox one time
and the woman was there. I didn't know until that moment that she was gay,
but I had suspected it. There was the intimacy that goes with being with
someone else, you just can tell. Anyway, she knows about us, as you have
probably already figured out. She protects us from discovery, allows us
space to make love, and lets us know if the climate is getting too
difficult to continue. If she had thought you were not sincere, she would
have locked you up and told the CO about our liasson, only I would have
been the abused. She has a way of making up little tales to fit her
needs. The poor MP that let it slip will suffer for his indiscretion, but
he deserved it."

	"What do you mean?" I questioned.

	"He attempted to blackmail me, telling me that if I didn't give him
a blowjob there and then, he would spill the beans.  I told him in no
simple terms to 'fuck off' and ran quickly into the unit. I woke up this
morning and the story was all over camp...  I just loved the way he
describes me being impaled on your cock...I was but he made it sound so
much more dramatic."

	I sat quietly by as she kissed each one of her girlfriends
passionately on the lips. "These beautiful friends of mine will always be
around in my life. I love each in their own way and they love me. Ours is a
special kind of commitment, one of sex and passion, and a mutual
trust. Will I share you with them? Only if you want to participate, but for
the most part you will have to be the one to ask. I could never impose my
likings on you. I just hope you accept the way I am and understand that
what you have become to me over these last three weeks is completely
unexpected. I can't even begin to tell you how much I have grown to love
you."

	To say I was speechless was an understatement. I was going to share
my girl with two others? She was giving me permission to participate, but I
had to ask to be included? She had a special commitment with her girls? It
was all too much to take in all at once. I got up to go, turned my back to
them and began walking toward the entrance to the tent. Hanging my head, I
was crying, literally crying, over the revelation of what I had just been
told. She called my name; I kept walking. She screamed my name; I exited
the tent. There was no turning back, so I went to the commanding officer's
office and asked for an audience.

	"He had sent for you anyway, Sergeant," the Private First Class
receptionist said. Oh crap, I thought!

	After being ushered into the Colonel's office, I was told to wait,
that the Colonel would see me shortly. I stood at parade rest as I waited
for him to enter, knowing that I would snap to attention as soon as he
entered his office as was demanded by the Military Code of Conduct. After
about fifteen minutes, Light Colonel Jess Morgan Thrasher entered his
office, returned my salute, and then sat down at his desk in front of
me. At first, he seemed to busy himself straightening his desk, but soon
his gaze turned to my stance, which was still at attention. At ease,
Sergeant and sit. I did as I was commanded.

	He studied me, turning his head slightly from side to side. He
motioned me to remain seated, but he stood and paced for several minutes,
continually looking my way. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity he
spoke, "When I woke this morning, I was told a story. I couldn't believe
what I heard and who I heard it about. One of my top NCOs was embroiled in
a sex scandal on my base. The story was vivid, lewd, and completely
disgusting in regards to the lack of military discipline
 required for such a story to be true. Then a certain Lieutenant Daniels
comes to see me and told me that the MP involved made up the story, because
the young Corporal involved wouldn't give him a blowjob. I considered her
input, but then I thought, why would he implicate you. What did you have to
do with this? So, I asked around to see if there had ever been a beef
between the two of you and there had not been. Again, that nagging question
of why your name was involved crept to the forefront of my mind. Then, I
remember seeing the two of you walking last evening, holding hands. Could
the story be true, I asked..."

	"Sir...I..." I began.

	"DID I ASK YOU TO SAY ANYTHING, SERGEANT?"

	"No, Sir," I replied sheepishly.

	"I asked around amongst the other NCOs to see what they
thought. Sgt. Michaels said that he presumed that the MP had seen you two
walking together and thought you would be a great patsy for the tale. It
would be easy for the man holding hands with Corporal Tomasian to become
the brunt of the rumors.  Sgt. Tomukara, suggested the same thing and added
that as far as he knew you were in bed all night long. Johnson said you
rarely went out at night, that you were basically a 'home body' for lack of
better terminology. I even interviewed the other MP who, without flinching,
would not say that anything occurred. Now I find you in my office. Are you
here to admit to it, to apologize for it, Sergeant, or deny that it ever
happened.  I have a problem with people lying to cover their tracks, but I
have a slight admiration for the people who try to protect one of their
own. You command a lot of respect, Sergeant, but which one is it?"

	I remained silent, looking ahead and through the walls. I did not
understand what to do at that moment. If I owned up to what had actually
happened, there could be some very dire consequences. If I lied, the MP,
who actually deserved to be severely punished for his behavior toward Dana,
would be more than severely punished, he would be court martialed. There
was only one thing I could do.

	"YOU CAN SPEAK NOW, SERGEANT."

	"I don't know what happened, Colonel," I started. "I have fallen in
love with Corporal Tomasian. We have been extremely close of late, taking
long walks in our off time. We make out and sometimes it proceeds a little
farther. But what happens is in private and in no way interferes with the
functioning of our units. She is not directly related to my platoon, sir
and when anything has happened it has been consensual. I don't know why the
MP did what he did, but we certainly did nothing for him to react the way
he did."

	"You did not get caught in the act of sex?" the Colonel said
raising his eyebrows.

	I hesitated slightly trying to find the correct words. "I am not
saying whether or not we had sex, sir, but I am saying that anything that
had happened was completed before the MPs came along. Yes sir, I was with
the Corporal last evening. As a matter of fact there was intimacy shared,
but I will not explain the level of intensity of that intimacy as it would
be considered kiss and tell. That, sir, is all I am at liberty to say
without disrespecting the woman I have fallen in love with."

	"Who do you want transferred, Sergeant?" he asked very seriously.

	I thought about it a minute and then answered. "I guess I would say
that it would have to be the culprit who caused all of this to start
with. I was also told by several people that the MP propositioned the
Corporal as he was escorting her back to her tent and then told her he
would blackmail her if she didn't. I have no proof to the truth of that
other than when I saw the Corporal earlier today, she said she took care of
it by telling him to fuck off, sir. She never actually told me what he
said.  I would then say that we are both in kind of a dilemma today, sir,
in that I don't know the truth of what actually happened and neither do
you. If I were to react to rumor, I would have attempted to kill the MP,
sir. I am not that kind of guy, not having enough proof, after
all. Anyways, it could've been a misunderstanding between the two
Corporals. I only know that I don't want to ever see the bastard again,
because he did spread the rumor. If I were to say give you one person, I
would say the MP, sir, but if I have to pick two, I would volunteer to be
the second one out, as hard as that would be on all concerned."

	Colonel Thrasher sat back in his very comfortable office chair, one
he had personally had sent over to help him combat the hopeless, fruitless,
environment of Afghanistan. There was the swivling from side to side
nervously as he pondered his decision, but Mike felt he was about to make a
decision. The minutes of silence seemed to dance on into oblivion
forever. Beads of sweat had formed on his brow as if the decision was
causing him real headaches. Finally he called for the PFC to come in.

	"Private, I need you to assemble this mess. Demand all of the
involved parties to meet here within fifteen minutes.  Contact their
platoon leaders immediately. Those that are to report are Corporal
Tomasian, Corporal Martino, Corporal DeLuis, Lieutenant Daniels, and
Sergeants Michaels, Tomukara, and Johnson. Get to it immediately."

	"If you don't mind me asking, sir, who is Martino and DeLuis?" I
asked.

	"Those are the names of the two MPs, Sergeant. Now while we are
waiting, we will continue our conversation."

	We sat quietly for a moment and I had an opportunity to observe the
Colonel. He seemed to be a no-nonsense type, but one with a little
compassion. He didn't throw the book at me or even demand the truth. He
listened. He only got a little loud with his demands when I made mistake in
the way I addressed the situation. His curly blond hair, slightly greying
on the temples, was a little long for a lifer, but it was a war zone. At
one time in his life, I would imagine he would have been considered a
looker by the women, but the worry of the situation had helped develop
tight worry lines at the corner of his mouth and eyes, and along the
furrows of his brow. This man did not need this distraction and in a way I
felt tremendous sorry for him having to deal with this adolescent level
bullshit, but it was his obligation to be fair and see it through to the
end.  The six foot two inch frame was conditioned and had little body fat,
something that you wanted in a commanding officer.  You wanted to know you
had someone leading you that at least too to his obligations to remain fit
for his unit. Many of the command officers had allowed themselves to get a
little flabby.

	"I understand, Sergeant that you come from Iowa?" he asked.

	"Close, sir, Idaho. Both do start with an I," I replied with what
some might have considered a smart assed remark.

	He smiled, "Well, I have to work on my abbreviations, Sergeant. IA
and ID are similar. You lived on a farm most of your life?"

	"Yessir," I replied and then began telling him the story of my
life. When I got to the part about Sam Wiseman, I hesitated knowing I
almost made a mistake.

	"You stopped, Sergeant. Why?" he inquired.

	"I got to a part of the story that I would rather not think about,
sir," I replied lowering my eyes a little.

	"That's alright, I have that effect on people. When they get to
know me a little, they lower their guard. I do want you to continue,
honestly, from that point, Sergeant. Nothing you tell me here will ever
leave the confines of this office. I want to know the complete person you
are. That's how I find the people in this Army I can truly trust." He
seemed convincing in his arguement so I continued. I told him all, the
woods seduction, everything, including the connection that Dana and I had
with Sam Wiseman and how we came to get together. I finished without
further interruption espressing by desire to become a doctor.

	"Why aren't you an officer, Mike?" he said getting a little
personal.

	"I knew I would learn more about trauma in the field than behind a
desk. I applied to be a field medic, sir, and that doesn't come with
officer's bars."

	"You are very right. I do have a few more questions and I want them
answered honestly," he said. "As I said, nothing you say in this room will
go beyond these doors, ever. I swear that as an officer and a gentleman. I
mean after all, if I wanted to use anything against you, I could use the
story you just told me. But, I am not like that."

	I hesitated slightly, once again, but reluctantly agreed to answer
his questions, honestly and without restraint.

	"You were pretty explicit in your description of what took place in
the woods, why would you be that open?"  His eyes pierced through me.

	"You told me to tell you the story. That's the way I always tell it
in my mind . I am not going to sugar coat one of the strangest moments of
my life. I wanted you to know how I felt."

	"You appeared to enjoy it, Sergeant," he prodded.

	"Do you remember your first time to cum, sir," I replied
truthfully. "As an adolescent who had never even explored his own
sexuality, I was willing to allow anyone help me. It thrilled me that
someone would take so much of an interest in me to offer to show me how to
do something that spectacular. I reciprocated, because at the time I
thought it the right thing to do.  It was only his dishonesty and betrayal
of my trust that turned me against him."

	"Does that mean you would do it again?" he nudged.

	"Knowing what I know now, sir, probably not, especially in the
situation that I find myself in now. In the future, if the right
circustances happened, who knows?" I told him the truth. I had given him an
opportunity to bring up charges if he wanted, but I did not think he
would. "Why do you ask, sir?"

	This time he stalled in his reply. "When I was in middle school and
the lower grades of high school my best friend and I experimented. It
wasn't once, but several times over the course of the years we knew each
other. Our parents didn't know anything about our relationship and would
allow us to spend the night on the weekends all the time. Basically, the
only time we weren't together was when either family was on vacation. In
the fall of our tenth grade year, his entire family was killed in a car
accident. I felt the world had been torn from me. There was no one in the
world besides by brothers and parents that I loved more than that
boy. After the funeral, I never tried with anyone else and Sergeant?"

	"Yes sir," I replied somberly.

	"I have never told that story to anyone and you have allowed me to
lift a burden by being able to share it. I will keep your secret, please be
discreet and keep mine," he said.

	"Sir, I have never been so touched by such honesty in my life. Your
secret is safe with me." I realized that at that point I must be one of
those people he truly trusted.

	A knock on the door sounded and the PFC stuck his head in. "Sir,
everyone is assembled."

	"Send them in, Private."

	The stream of people coming into the office quickly crowded the
space. Most were surprise seeing me sitting in there, but when the
Lieutenant came in I stood and saluted. After being told I could be at
ease, I remained standing with the rest of them. The Colonel paced the
floor looking at each participant in the drama that had unfolded that
morning. The only two not in attendance were Dana's two girlfriends. I
could not get Dana to look at me, who stood across the room.

	"I find that this is a clusterfuck boys and girls," he started
making us feel like middle schoolers. "This should never have happened. I
have interviewed everyone here with the exception of Corporal Tomasian and
I don't feel the need that I have to. Everyone has been doing a fine job
trying to cover up something that should have been private and never
brought to light."  He glared at the MPs when he said it. "Therefore, I
have made a decision about the matter."

	Everyone tensed immediately when the Colonel said those
words. There was a decision, only three hours after the leak. The Colonel
was known for not mincing words and getting disciplinaries out of the
way. "For lying to me about what took place or to cover it up, Corporal
Martino, Lieutenant Daniels, Sergeants Michaels, Tomukara, and Johnson,
will stand eight hours of extra duty this week. Corporal DeLuis since you
are the whistleblower in this, I have decided to send you to a very
appropriate place that you can maintain your discipline. You are to report
to the Army detachment at the military prison in Kabul. You will be put
into a position by my good friend there, the commanding officer. He has
already been contacted.  You have three hours to be on transport to that
destination. Hopefully, you will make it safe."

	His pauses were getting better with time and the dramatic impact of
this particular pause was especially tense.  "Corporal Tomasian, I want to
sincerely apologize for anything that might have been said and done that
would have embarrassed you. Your dignity has been dishonored and I am
heartedly sorry for the disruption to your daily life today." Dana's eyes
brightened a little at what the Colonel said, she looked in my direction at
just about the moment the Colonel addressed me.

	"Sergeant Townsend, I have had the opportunity to have spoken to so
many of the men in my command. Never have I found someone as honest and
forthcoming as you. You stated your case, you admitted your love for the
Corporal, and you basically decided to tell me the unbridled truth. I truly
believe that nothing went on here that doesn't happen all over the world to
men and women who work together. Although if the situation threatens the
safety of others in this combat theater, what took place could be
considered a court-martial offense. Your support for your fiancee..." Did
he say what I thought he said?  "...is about as wonderful as any story I
have heard. I thoroughly commend your restraint in dealing with the issue
on a personal level and appreciate that you came to me to express your love
for this lovely young lady." The Colonel's wink toward me and his smile
toward Dana told the story...the old man wasn't a much of a hard ass as we
all thought. "You are all dismissed. I would like to see Corporal Tomasian
and Sergeant Townsend for a moment after everyone leaves."

	The room cleared quickly. "I hope that will help you get back on
track. Mike told me that he walked out on you and your two friends a moment
ago. I would encourage both of you to be a little more discreet in the
future and make sure, Dana, that you are not caught in a compromising
situation with one of your girlfriends. Although I cannot condone what you
do on that level, on a personal level I understand. Mike has my permission
to share my story, but if I ever hear it on the streets, I will come
gunning. Do both of you understand?"

	We answered with a big yessir. "Now the two of you, get out of here
before I change my mind." We turned to leave and he stopped us one more
time, "I am giving you permission to use the guest quarters behind the
indoctrination tent for your indescretions, unless, of course, it is
occupied by visiting officers or dignitaries. "Yessir!" we shouted as we
left his office with huge smiles and ran to the outside where the rest of
the group was waiting for us. They pulled in around us to find out what
that last was all about, but we just smiled. Corporal DeLuis had already
left to pack and the other MP had gone back to his unit, but my roomies and
Lieutenant Daniels had decided that they needed to see if everything was
like it appeared in the room. I told them I appreciated their support, the
chances they all took, and the dedication they had showed us. I apologized
for their penalty, but was assured it was worth it. Lieutenant Daniels
asked to speak to us after the Sergeants left and we waited around until
all the pleasantries were over. Finally, as everyone got back to work we
got to talk to Dana's Platoon Leader.

	"I wanted you to know that I helped make the decision for the guest
quarters," the Lieutenant revealed.

	"Thank you for everything," Dana said and I nodded.

	"Dana we will talk more when you get back to the unit. Mike I have
never met a young man who I thinks deserves one of my girls as much as you
do. Dana shared with me your story...it goes no further than my ears. You
understand a little about what I am all about and I appreciate that you are
honest and forthcoming. I was allowed to stay in the office during your
talk with the Colonel. I am the only other person in the military
establishment who he has ever told it to. I was caught with an enlisted
girl in a compromising position about six months ago. There was nothing
specific that was seen and I told the MP that found us that I was helping
her relieve muscular tension from a fall. He reported anyway and when I was
summoned, I thought I was gone. The Colonel told me he understood the
situation, but if I ever let it happen again, he would not be able to
protect me. Once, he said, and he could relay my story as truth. Twice
would be more difficult. He does not agree with the established policy in
the military on same sex relationships, but since the Army has relaxed its
position, he felt like he could relax his a little. He then told me his
story and why he was so tolerant. I want you to be happy, be careful, be
discreet, and cover your asses. Mike, I understand that you were concerned
about Dana's continued relationship with Chelsea and Janice.  I encourage
you to be open minded about it, but I do understand if you cannot bring
yourself to accept it. That is something that you two will have to work
out." Her talk was quick, brief and to the point. After the final
pleasantries, she departed leaving Dana and I alone to discuss all that
happened.

	"Do you want to walk?" I asked.

	"Fiancee'?" she looked at me amused.

	"I didn't say it, but it was the Colonel's way for the MPs to drop
the issue.  It's not such a bad idea, is it?" I commented in teasing,
pleading way.

	"You didn't say it?"

	"Nope!" came my response.

	"But you think its a great idea?"

	"I said it's not a bad idea?"

	"What about what I was trying to explain to you about my extra
relationship stuff?" she questioned suddenly serious.

	"We are going to have to discuss that a little more, but I can't
see that an occasional tryst with one of the girls will damage our ultimate
relationship, but you have to understand something?"

	"What's that, Mike?"

	"I will not ask to join in if I come across two or three of you
locked in a passionate situation. I intend to jump right in there and if I
plug the wrong girl's hole..." I teased.

	"It won't bother me," she replied. "Just know that when we grow up,
we are going to have to get this under control. I won't be raising babies
with all that shit happening."

	"Who said anything about raising babies," I laughed. "We've just
gotten to the fun part."

	The sun was radiant that day and although it stood high in the sky,
it was our day off. We checked with dispatch and determined the guest
billet was available. The next few hours would grant us cement on our new
relationship status.  Chelsea and Janice met us at supper and told us we
looked radiant. "Like the sun," I replied.

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