Soldiers in Heat: Training Session (10 page)

“
That’s right. So, what exactly
does the long haul entail?”

“
You’ll find out soon enough.” He
kissed her neck. “For now, I want some more of your
body.”

Jonathan rolled her on top of him. Their
kisses became more sensual. She took control and worked her hips on
him. Being inside of her sent so many emotions through him. He
wanted her to be his and only his.

She tossed her head back and rocked her body
back and forth on him. Her movements made him moan with
pleasure.

“
You like that?” she
said.

“
Yes.”

“
You like how I ride
you?”

“
Yes.”

Kimberly’s dirty talk was driving him wild. He
flipped her over and on her back. His rod slid into her. Kimberly
squeezed her vaginal walls and butt cheeks against him and began
milking him.

He’d never had anyone work him like that. The
sensation was too much.

“
I’m going to cum.”

“
Cum for me, daddy!

They cried out. She pumped against him until
they reached their climax.

He collapsed on top of her and moved to the
side. He didn’t want crush her small frame. “What are you trying to
do to me?”

“
Giving you something to think
about while we’re in the field. We better get showered up and head
back.” She climbed out of the bed and pulled him out with
her.

They made their way into the shower. The
reality of returning to base set in. Jonathan kept the shower short
by keeping his hands to himself. Finishing up, they prepared to
leave the hotel.

“
I’m going to have them put the
hotel charges on me,” he told her. “You go ahead and call a cab and
get back. I’ll see you there soon.”

After giving her one last kiss, he let her out
the room. He waited a few moments before heading out himself. The
smiling clerk greeted him as he checked out the room. He handed his
car to her.

“
You have a good weekend?” Harvey
walked up behind him.

“
Nothing like a little R and R.”
Jonathan finished up and put the receipt in his pocket.

“
Hold up. We can ride back
together.”

Jonathan would have rather not but agreed
anyway. He waited for Harvey, and they shared a cab.

“
Did you see Woodson any?” he
asked.

“
I stayed in my room,” Jonathan
said.

“
It wasn’t my plan, but that’s how
it turned out for me too. Once my body felt the bed, it was over
for me. I did want to check on her and see how she was doing. She
seemed pretty shook up. I don’t blame her. The guy was a
jerk.”

Jonathan stared out the window while Harvey
went on. He hoped he did enough to relax her and bring her some
form of comfort. Going through a divorce can be draining. He knew
it firsthand.

The cab pulled up close to their barracks.
They paid him and exited. He smiled when he saw Kimberly standing
around, talking with the rest of their platoon.

“
You have a good weekend?” she
asked.

He nodded.

The Student Sergeant Major broke up the
mingling. “Woodson, Harvey, the Commander wants you in his office
now.”

Jonathan saw Kimberly’s smile replaced with a
look a dread. She glanced at him and took off in a jog inside the
building. He was overcome with worry for her. Something was
wrong.

Chapter
Seventeen

Trepidation coursed through her body as
Kimberly and Harvey walked down the hall to the Commander’s office.
It was hard for her to swallow. She had shortness of breath, and
her stomach did summersaults.

They reached the Commander’s door. It was
closed. Kimberly knocked three times and stood at parade
rest.

“
Yes,” came the voice on the other
side.

“
Candidates Woodson and Harvey
reporting as ordered, sir,” she said.

“
Enter.”

She turned the knob and pushed open the door.
On the other side sat the Commander, Captain Brown, and her
husband. Lightheadedness overcame her, but she managed to hold her
bearing.

She and Harvey walked directly in front and
centered on the Commander’s desk and gave him a salute.

He saluted back. “Sergeant First Class
Woodson, is this the other candidate you saw your wife
with?”

“
Yes, sir, that is him.” Charles
cast a glare at Kimberly and Harvey.

“
Candidates Woodson and Harvey,
it’s come to my attention you were both seen at a hotel together.
Is this correct?”

“
Yes, sir, but we were not
together in that capacity,” she answered. On the inside she was
screaming. She fought hard to maintain the position of attention.
No matter what she had to hold her bearing.

“
So you weren’t seen getting a
room together?” The commander raised his eyebrows.

Kimberly’s mouth flew open. She closed it and
took a big swallow. “No sir.”

“
What exactly where you doing at
the hotel together? You do understand the rules of OCS, don’t you?
This is a serious charge.”

Am I being punked?
Kimberly looked from
the Commander, her husband, to Captain Brown. Captain Brown avoided
eye contact.

“
Sir, I was not at the hotel with
Candidate Harvey.”

“
Your husband was so concerned
about you he decided to use the GPS on your cell phone and tracked
you to the hotel. He walked in and caught you red
handed.”

“
Sir, I did not go to the hotel
with Candidate Harvey nor was I meeting him there.”

Dammit Harvey say something!
She looked
at him, willing him to say something. He’d checked out. There was a
blank stare on his face.

The Commander slammed his fist on the desk. “I
will not sit here and be lied to. You have already admitted to
being at the hotel. Your husband caught you. That fact that you are
married makes this inexcusable. Your behavior is not with in line
with those of the OCS program and of that of the United States
Army. The Battalion Commander has already been notified. He has
made his ruling. You are remanded to HHC. Go pack your stuff and
get the hell out of my company. Captain Brown, see to it they are
out of here before my formation ends.”

Kimberly heard the words coming out his mouth,
but it took a moment to sink in. She had been kicked out the OCS
program and was now the custody of HHC. Anger and hurt swept over
her. She saluted the Captain. He didn’t return the
salute.

Doing an about face, she marched out the
office and ran up the stairs to her room. Once there, she burst out
crying. She grabbed her bags and packed while wiping away
tears.

“
You can fight this.” Captain
Brown stood at her door.

“
Sir?” She kept packing

“
I’m not supposed to tell you.” He
stepped in the room. “Request a hearing as soon as you get to HHC.
They will have to give you a board hearing. You can call witnesses,
including cadre. I can vouch for your conduct while under my
charge.”

She nodded, but it didn’t stop her from being
down. HHC was where all the rejects went.

“
The Commander is only following
the orders of the Battalion Commander, who is a racist asshole. No
minority goes up before him and gets a fair shot. Your husband
handed him a gift. One less of us in the program.”

Captain Brown grabbed one of her duffle bags
and slung it over his shoulder. She followed him into the hallway
and down to Harvey’s room. He was standing by with his bags. They
stepped behind Captain Brown and headed down the stairs to the
company’s pickup.

“
Put the bags in the back. Harvey,
you get in the back with the bags and, Woodson, you up
front.”

She gave a last glance to Delta Company and
climbed into the truck. They road in silence on the short trip over
to HHC. She’d turned to a zombie by the time they pulled up. Her
body moved involuntary. She went through the motions of going
inside the triple-wide trailer and being checked in.

Captain Brown gave her a pat on the back.
“First thing in the morning. You hear me?”

She gave him a blank stare. He walked away and
left them there. Her chest hurt. She needed to lie down.

Kimberly walked behind the short red-haired
HHC Candidate who guided her to the female bay. Inside was a room
with about thirty bunk beds stacked wall to wall and down the
center.

Back to bootcamp style
living.

“
What are you in for?” the girl
asked.

She remained silent.

The girl looked at her with pity. “Here’s your
bunk. For what it’s worth, I’m sorry you’re here. Get some rest.
You’ll need it.”

Kimberly put her bags in the wall locker
assigned to her bunk. Her cell vibrated.

What the hell is going on? Are you really
gone? Baby, I’m so sorry!
She ignored the three messages from
Jonathan, changed into her physical fitness uniform, and climbed
under the cover. Overwhelmed with disbelief, she fell asleep,
hoping to wake from this nightmare.

“
Wake up! Get up!” the lights
flicked on as someone shouted.

Kimberly looked at her watch. 0515.

“
Uniform of the day: physical
fitness shorts and short sleeves, no reflector belts or
flashlights,” the same girl shouted.

The room busied with movement. All the females
were out their beds fixing their clothes, hair, and beds. She
followed suit.

In minutes, they were outside and in
formation. All three of the HHC Cadre and their Commander had a
scowl on their face. They were led through stretching
exercises.

What the hell?

Several of the male candidates rolled tires in
their direction—huge truck tires. For the next hour, she and the
others had to flip the truck tires down fifty meters and then back.
All the pain she’d felt in OCS was nothing compared to the trauma
flipping tires put her through.

Afterward, they formed back up and marched to
chow. Her heart sank as she had to pass up Delta Company on her way
in. She couldn’t bring herself to look at any of them. She was
beyond ashamed.

Kimberly forced her food down and rushed out
of the dining facility. Once back at HHC, she showered and helped
the others to clean the bay area. They finished and held another
formation in which details they passed out details. She was
assigned to cleaning the Water Leadership Course.

“
Meet by the trucks in ten
minutes,” the Student in Charge said.

Kimberly perked up. She had enough time to run
into the office.

“
Staff Sergeant,” she said to the
tall, brown-haired cadre.

“
What, candidate?” he said,
glancing up from his desk.

At least I’m still a
candidate.

“
I need to put in my request for
the board hearing.”

“
Oh, so you’re innocent, huh?” He
laughed. “You and every other candidate here. You’re in luck.
There’s a hearing in three days. Most of the people here are on
injured status. Only one other is going to the hearing. I can put
you on the list.”

“
Thank you, Staff Sergeant
Jackson.” She held back her smile.

“
Candidate.”

“
Yes, Staff Sergeant?”

“
Get out my office.”

Kimberly exited and made her way back outside.
The trucks were loading up. She spent the next six hours out in the
hot sun scrubbing mud and mold off the sides of the course. She and
a few candidates scrubbed, and one power sprayed the walls. The
course was comprised of five areas, each with different water
obstacles. While in Delta Company, she had gone through the course.
The goal was to come together as a team and overcome the obstacles
together. If one fell in the rest of the squad jumped in to join
them. With Harvey on her side, she hit the water several
times.

By the end of the day, she wanted to collapse
but had to make it to chow. Once again, she avoided eye contact
with Delta Company. She ate in silence and returned to the female
bay at HHC.

“
You can come watch a movie in the
day room with us if you like,” a red-headed girl asked. During the
course of the day, Kimberly had found out her name was
McCoy.

Kimberly waved her off and went to her bunk.
Pulling out her phone she saw Jonathan had left her several
messages throughout the day. She responded letting him know she was
okay. He surprised her by calling back.

“
Baby, what the heck is going on?
I came in the building and found out you were gone,” he
said.

“
It was my husband.”

“
This can’t be happening,” he
said. “Why didn’t you go in front of the Battalion Commander? The
Company Commander doesn’t have that authority.”

“
The Battalion Commander ruled
without seeing me.” She closed her eye and leaned against the pole
of the top bunk.