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From the moment I laid eyes on Janika Hansel, I knew I had seen an angel. At the time, my life was spread thin and full of turmoil in the relationship department but she was a breath of fresh air for my soul. If there was one woman that I felt could make sense out of the madness I called my life, it was she.

I was in an on again, off again relationship with my son’s mother, Sherri Milton (Ree) that was, for the most part, 'off again'. She was stationed in Maryland (Ft. Meade) and our not being together physically was causing our relationship major problems. We tried to work it out time and again for the sake of our son but it didn't seem like it was meant to be.

I was also being tormented by an ex, Livee Smith (Liv), who not only worked with me but, to make matters worse, was my NCOIC (supervisor) . At one point, she had controlled me with an INTENSE sensuality and sex that was nothing short of mind blowing. The truth to the matter was, with her, I lost all sense of self. Whatever she wanted to do, we did it. Where ever she wanted to go, we went. Whatever she liked, we liked. I was a marionette and never realized it until my 'strings were cut'.

For a little over three months, I was everything Liv wanted me to be; that is, until she was deployed with her unit to CA for training. It was then that I realized just how much control she had over me and I vowed I'd never let it happen again.

To add to the chaos that ensued between us when she returned, a bombshell was dropped that put our relationship in permanent hiatus. I felt it would be best if we had nothing else to do with each other outside of work... Liv had much different ideas.

In the interim, I became involved in a 'strange relationship' with another co-worker, Krishaun Pompat (KP), that really left me dazed, confused plus mentally and sexually exhausted. I won't expound on it too much here but when you read about it, you'll definitely understand.

And a few months prior, I had become ensconced in a 'Crazy-Sexy-Cool-Friend-With-Benefits' type relationship with Britania Lopez (Brit). She was the spitting image of Jennifer Lopez. On many levels it would become deeper than any relationship I've EVER had. She showed me how true but 'tangled and twisted' love/lust could sometimes be.

Though I had a lot going on in my life, I was young and felt I could conquer the world if I wanted to. Ya'll are lucky I didn't want to.

Back to Britania: She was at the heart of my relationship with Janika and was instrumental in getting us together. Let me explain.

At the time we met, Janika was in AIT (*AIT: Advanced Individual Training) to become a Chaplain's Assistant. I worked in the Dining Facility (DFac) where the trainees ate. As far as military law goes, if you're permanent party, (completed all the requirements of your training and have moved on to an assignment-ME) having an 'other than professional' relationship with a trainee is strictly forbidden (fraternization) and carried stiff punishments: In theory and in reality, fraternization went on unchecked and unpunished ALL the time.

Relationship wise, I was a mess but Janika made me forget about all of that the moment I looked into her hazel eyes. Visions of a young Stacey Dash swirled in my mind plus she exuded an air of sexiness that instantly piqued my interest.

Earlier in the week, she had come in to eat with her detail squad and though we were strictly forbidden personal contact with trainees, I had to get her attention. When she was at the salad bar I stepped in next to her as if I were replenishing an item. My intention was to say something smart or witty that would give her a good first impression of me but when I got close to her, all I could manage was, “Hi... uhh... excuse me...”

“Oh... I'm sorry! I didn't see you...” She looked at me and smiled.

Our eyes locked for a moment and I felt my heart skip a beat or two. “No... no problem...” I replied before turning and heading back into the kitchen leaving the item unreplenished.

This time she was back as one of the duty personnel for Headcount (Headcount: Kept accountability of the number of soldiers who ate during a meal). Brit and I were on break eating lunch when she came in.

Somebody mentioned that the Headcount was waiting and when Brit got up, I noticed Janika.

“Oh shit...” I said under my breath.

Brit pointed her to the office and said, “Go in and have a seat, I'll be there in a minute.” Then she turned to me, “What was THAT about?”

“That’s the girl I was telling you about the other day! The 'Salad Bar' girl!” I remarked to Britania excitedly. I had mentioned Janika (of course I didn't know her name at the time) to Britania after the 'Salad Bar episode'.

“I see what you mean… she IS pretty.” Brit replied. “I'm not into women but I think even I might wanna 'tap' that!” She punctuated her statement with a laugh.

In the short time we'd been hanging out, she never failed to amaze me. Brit was one of the prettiest women you would ever see but she was down to earth and never beyond giving another woman her 'props'. I don't think she had a jealous bone in her body.

“You think you're gonna get a chance to holla at her?” she asked.

“I don't know, you know the deal- the ‘Drills’ (Drill Instructors) watch the trainees like hawks! And this is the first time I've seen her when there wasn't a Drill around.”

“I'll tell you what ,come in the office and talk to her right quick and I'll see where her head is... if you want me to...”

“Hell yeah!” I said as I followed her toward the office.

With Brit as my 'Wingman', things went smooth; she broke the ice and then I made a little small talk while she got the paperwork together. She was 19, from North Carolina and her name was Janika Hansel. Once Brit started briefing her on how to handle the paperwork, I left the office, shooting her (Brit) a quick smile before I closed the door.

By the time they finished in the office, her classmates were lining up and the Drills had rolled in to keep the wolves (cooks) off of the chickens (trainees). It was really only for show because on the real tip, damn near every guy in the DFac (and a couple of the females) had been with a trainee at one time or another. I personally knew that a couple of the Drills had gotten their 'piece of the pie'. The trick was to keep it on the down low; the only true way to get caught was to be a little too open with your business.

When I first got to post and found out we were feeding Chaplain's Assistants (also known as the 'God Squad'), I figured they'd all be Bible toting, verse quoting, overly religious knuckleheads. I didn't have anything against them if that WAS their thing but quickly found out otherwise.

Most of them were females, had just done 10-12 weeks of basic training and had that pent up sexual frustration and tension that was begging for release. Besides their instructors and Drills, cooks were the ONLY permanent party soldiers they came in contact with on a regular basis, and believe me, we MADE contact!!

As they came out of the office, Janika caught my eye. She smiled and gave me a little wave before going out to the headcount desk. When the soldiers started coming in, Britania pulled me back into her office and shut the blinds.

“Damn Jay, she's digging you! She actually thought I was lying when I told her you wanted to 'talk to' her!” Brit seemed almost as excited as I felt. “I told her that you'd call her this evening.” She handed me the number to the barracks phone that Janika had given her.

“How does she act? Is she cool people? Is she a religious fanatic? I ain't gonna call her tonight and get 'witnessed' to, am I?” I was anxious to know what her mind set was.

“Slow down, baby...” she put a finger to my lips,”... she's cool people and as far as being a Chaplain's Assistant, she says it's just a job, ya know? She said she'd be looking forward to your call so you know what you got to do, right?”

Hell, I almost felt like Brit was 'pimping me out'. “Oh, you know I ain't gonna leave her hanging!” I said as I reached for the door.
Britania's hand on top of mine stopped me.”But you're just gonna leave ME hanging... and I did ALL the work! I can't have that!”

I let my hand drop from the doorknob and she locked it as our mouths found each other’s and our bodies pressed together, both instantly aroused. Brit's hands quickly made their way to my crotch and we moaned in concert as she felt my hardness. For a brief moment we got caught up in our passion for one another that we managed to keep under the radar during the course of the workday. She seemed to realize where we were before I did and reluctantly she pulled away.

“I'll tell you what... you can call her from my house tonight... that way you won't have to worry about the call dropping because your phone gets poor reception in the barracks.”she said, “Then later on, you can show me your real 'appreciation' for the 'hook-up'!”
“I'm coming straight from work,” I said as I unlocked the door, shifted my stiffness to get it in a comfortable position in my pants and walked out into the kitchen.

“Give me a call when you’re on your way!” she called out as the door closed.