Soldiers in Heat: Training Session Read Online Free

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trying to do other stuff. Practice the moves we showed you,”
Sergeant First Class Lopez instructed. “Break off in
pairs.”
    Kimberly looked around for the other females
in her platoon. They had already paired up. With an odd number, she
had to go with a male.
    “ I guess that leaves you and me,”
Carlson said, tapping her on the shoulder.
    “ I’ll take it easy on
you.”
    Kimberly started out on top. She tried to bear
down all her weight, but with her one hundred and twenty pounds to
his one ninety-five, he flipped her over with ease. They switched,
and she lay on the ground. It wasn’t easy, but she was able to get
her hips up and began rolling him to the side. He looked into her
eyes and resisted.
    Carlson smiled at her as she struggled against
him. It wasn’t mocking, but she could tell he was enjoying himself.
She fell back flat.
    “ It’s not that easy,” he
said.
    “ Nothing in life worth having ever
is.” Raising her hips, she worked her body against his trying the
maneuver again.
    Hardness pressed against her stomach.
Carlson’s eyes grew big. She took advantage and flipped him. They
faced each other and said nothing. Her breathing increased.
Kimberly was shocked and intrigued at the same time. Why is this
white man getting turned on by me?
    As she walked up to the formation, she was
confused on if she should bring it up or not.
    “ Carlson, use your drill sergeant
skills and call cadence,” the Student Platoon Sergeant
said.
    Carlson stepped out the formation and stood in
front of the platoon.
    Her problem was solved. She sighed a bit of
relief. It was best to leave it alone.
    “ I’m a steam roller, baby!”
Carlson called.
    “ I’m a steam roller, baby!” she
sounded off with the rest of her platoon.
    “ And I’m rolling down the line,”
he continued on.
    Kimberly loved marching cadence, especially
when the person calling them had a great voice and soul. Carlson
had both. She focused on his voice and not her aching
body.
    When they reached the building and he stopped
calling cadence, she was a little disappointed. She’d rather listen
to him motivate their platoon for another hour than sit in history
class.
    He turned the platoon over and stepped back
into his spot in the formation. As they filed into the classroom,
she noticed the spark in his eyes.
    “ Back in your element, I see,” she
said.
    “ Nothing better than leading
troops.”
    “ You won’t get to do that too
often once we graduate. I hardly ever see an officer call
cadence.”
    “ OCS wasn’t my first choice, but
I’m here now. I’ll be the exception.” He followed behind the other
candidates and filled in the row.
    Although curious as to why OCS wasn’t his
first choice, she left it alone. She had her own reasons in being
there and didn’t want to get into it with him. They took their
seats in the auditorium-sized class room. It reminded Kimberly of
her Criminal Justice classes in college.
    For the rest of the afternoon, her ears were
subjected to more of history of the Army and wars than she ever
wanted to know. Knowing history was one of the most failed portions
of OCS, she paid attention and took notes.
    On the breaks, she mingled with the other
candidates in the hallway. Everyone seemed more relaxed at the
school house than around the company area. The OCS Cadre was no
longer around. They got them to and from the schoolhouse. Once
there, the candidates were under the charge of the instructors, and
unlike the cadre, they were laid back.
    “ You’ve been in the military for
ten years?” Craig asked.
    “ Yes,” Kimberly
answered.
    “ Well, I can see why you decided
to switch over. You still have a lot of years left. I want to know
why some of the others are here, like Henderson in first platoon.
He was a Master Sergeant. I heard he only had two years before he
reaches his twenty.” Craig lowered her voice as she
spoke.
    “ After you’ve been in a while,
you’ll understand more. Some people want a