Sissy Vilified — Part 13
By Maid Joy
The First Sergeant stood in front of his Commander’s desk. Captain Robertson was normally a jovial kind person until it was time to get serious. From the lack of a smile on his face, it was time to be serious.
“This is no good Top. I never would have pegged Taylor for being one of them. It’s as shocking as anything I’ve ever seen.” He sighed heavily and put the files aside. “Have a seat. What is your recommendation regarding this situation?”
The First Sergeant sat down in one of the office chairs. His heart was heavy, he hated this part of being a commanding officer, but decisions were required and expected. “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” might be the standard line, but in reality, evidence like what was in those folders demanded action for the good of the unit.
“Well, Sir, while the Army can’t prosecute him for homosexuality since no concrete evidence is indicated. This whole dress up thing is going to label him queer no matter what. Once the men start questioning his sexuality, discipline will destroyed. If he can’t maintain that, he’s useless.
“Our options are very limited Sir. We could transfer him to another unit, but unless there is a compelling reason for the transfer, it’s a red flag anyone given his service record. There’s no real reason to shift him to another unit. If we promote him to another slot and transfer him that’s rewarding him for being gay.”
“Yeah, that would set a bad precedent. Not something that I want to do.” Captain Robertson fell silent.
“The next option is to just let JAG prosecute him under the UCMJ for impersonating an officer,”
The Captain cut him off, “But that situation would do a hell of a lot more devastating to everyone. Here we have a combat hero, cited several times for bravery under fire, having just saved the life of a lady during a mugging while off duty. This will make us look bad in several different ways, even as it destroys his career.”
The First Sergeant nodded. “That’s a problem, Sir. Whatever we do in the situation it will mess up the unit and could affect the Army as a whole for some time to come. You know it’ll get out.
“We could try to cut some sort of deal with the JAG to stop everything, but I’m not sure that would be effective.
“I think there might be a solution it’s dicey and I’d need your approval, but it could work and save everyone a lot of trouble....”
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It had been several days. Sissy kept in touch with Mistress so that he could make sure she was okay. Traumatic shock didn’t just happen in combat and could have unexpected consequences as time passed. He was very aware of the possible stages that could happen. He’d been through some of them and as a Staff Sergeant; he helped others in his unit through them too. It was his job to keep an eye on everything.
Mistress had gone through several crying jags. Other friends came over to keep an eye on her while Sissy was on duty. Still whether his “he self” was out on the range or in the Ready Room, she still called Mistress to make sure she was all right.
Two days after the incident Sissy put in for five days leave to spend it with Mistress. It was important to Sissy to make sure she was there if the Post Traumatic Stress hit Mistress and she woke up with nightmares.
It wasn’t a question if there was trauma, it was a question on when an episode might be triggered.
Taylor was back in his room doing some paperwork. There was a knock at the door.
“Come in.”
A private entered. “Staff Sergeant Taylor, the Captain would like to see you in his office immediately.”
Taylor got up and checked his uniform. It was clean, pressed everything was in regulation order. He followed the young man down to the Company Headquarters.
He entered the office, made his way to the Captain’s office. He knocked on the door and heard “Come in.”
He entered and saw the First Sergeant in the office. He came to attention in front of the Captain’s desk and saluted. “Staff Sergeant Taylor, reporting as ordered Sir.”
“At Ease, Taylor.” He snapped into Parade Rest, and waited for the Captain to address him. He wasn’t smiling and that was a bad sign. Captain Robertson turned to the First Sergeant. “Top, this is your party, get started.”
The First Sergeant came over and ordered him into a chair. Taylor made sure he was facing both the Captain and the First Sergeant.
“Taylor, some information has come to our attention that needs to be addressed. We called you here to give you a chance to respond to it.” The First Sergeant pulled out a folder and handed it to Taylor.
Taylor had been expecting to see something about one of his men and was making a mental list as to who it could be and what he would do to them. Then Taylor opened the folder and saw Sissy staring back at him.
His heart jumped into overdrive. His vision tunneled down to just the photo and there was a roaring in his ears.
Hands that didn’t seem to belong to him turned pages, read reports, went through the notes made by the investigators, times and dates. Then he saw a copy of the Police Report from the incident on Halloween.
Sissy started shaking.
The First Sergeant and the Captain had been silent while he read through the file, probably giving him time to digest the information.
Taylor closed the file; he just sat there. The Captain looked sympathetic, but hard. The First Sergeant looked on steadily. “As you can tell, we have been following you for some time. I asked for the investigation when I noticed you wearing perfume and nail extensions when we deployed. I was concerned. There’s a chance you could be blackmailed into revealing classified information.
“The situation has moved beyond that. When you were attacked on Halloween, the CID reported you as impersonating an Officer. According to the UCMJ is a very serious action as you know.”
He shifted in his seat for a bit before settling again. The First Sergeant continued “A Court Martial is the least that will happen with that charge against you. Since you are a Non-Commissioned Officer and were photographed wearing the uniform of a Major, and because it was noted in the police report that way, you will be found guilty of the impersonating charge and that means a Dishonorable Discharge. You will lose all your benefits, your pension, and anything you paid into any of the programs.
“More than that you court martial would blacken the eye of the Rangers, the 75th Regiment, the 3rd Battalion and all of the men associated with it. While the scandal might not be picked up by the civilian papers at first, it would definitely become a story in the Army. Eventually you know it would all come out.”
I couldn’t argue with him since all that was true.
“Add to that the embarrassment to yourself, your family, the lady you were with and anyone who considers you a friend. Making a public circus out of this would be bad for everyone involved. We want to avoid it IF you make it possible.”
The Captain now weighed in. “Top and I have discussed all the option and we believe the best solution would be you resigning your commission. We will allow you to leave with an Honorable Discharge, your awards, and benefits. However, your records will be noted with an order canceling your Security Clearance and indicating you may never be called back into Active Service. Needless to say you would not be welcome at any Military activity, ever.”
The First Sergeant handed me a clipboard. “We have a letter ready for you.”
Taylor/Sissy read through the single page. It stated that he resigned her position in the United States Army and his Non-Commissioned Officer status effective immediately.
She looked back up at the Captain and the First Sergeant. Tears filled his eyes. She didn’t know what to say.
The Captain said, “It’s simple Taylor, sign that or be arrested immediately and charged with Impersonating an Officer, Conduct Unbecoming a Non-Commissioned Officer and whatever else JAG decides to write into the charges. You’ve seen the evidence for your self. For the good of the unit, for the good of the Army, I strongly advise you to sign that letter.”
She looked back over at the First Sergeant. He looked at me coldly and nodded his head slightly.
Sissy picked up a pen and put his signature above the typed version of her name.
Comments
Good Riddance
Now Sissy can be herself. Hurry up Joy. Next chapter please,
Joanne
Sissy's Life Just Came Tumbling Down
RAMI
Taylor/Sissy's Life Just Came Tumbling Down.
While he may have wanted to find a way to gracefully leave the service, at the end of his current tour, with his pride and self esteem in tack, this sudden destruction of his life, is not what s/he wanted or expected.
Here Taylor/Sissy was planning on taking time to help Mistress heal from her attack. Who is left to help him with his/her PTSD? Mistress is not capable. If any readers do not think he will suffer from this dramatic canning, they are seriously mistaken. Once he tells Mistress, if he is brave enough to, she will be devestated. While, she also hoped to help him with his transition, she was intelligent and caring enough to undeerstand that his/her personality required, him/her to be both Sgt. Taylor, the tough professional soldier and Sissy the women, at least for the short term. Mistress will surely blame herself.
Rather the this being a blessing, it will in the short run at least, be a curse.
I am sure that at this momment Taylor is not saying good ridance to the U.S. Army, where he has had a loving home for many years. He is probably terrified about his future. S/he is not ready to transition to Sissy full time, and now has no where to go as Taylor.
I fear bad times for both Taylor/Sissy and Mistress.
RAMI
RAMI
FRag The JAG!
Sissy was in costume on Halloween.
May Your Light Forever Shine
May Your Light Forever Shine
As stupid as it seems, that
As stupid as it seems, that doesn't matter. He was wearing a genuine military uniform, with all the proper decorations of such, while being on active duty, and others responded to him as that officer. That's the standard.
If you notice, in the movies and in TV, all the uniforms of the military they show have some flaw on it from the standard of the military. The loophole allows them to be used in movies without fear of prosecution.
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May the Stars Light Your Path
Maid Joy
http://joyphillip.davensjournal.com/
Love your research, Joy
And bravo for getting Sissy out of the clutches of those scumbags quicker and keeping her benefits.
I so completely loathe the military.
Owning people? That was supposed to have been abolished in civilised countries.
Of course, when Sissy gets ordered to stand one way or another by her Mistress there is a stricture to it, but the game is a game, and outside of it one owns oneself and one's life is enriched by expression.
But when those hideously macho submissives - trained in the ultimate removal of another's human rights - get together, the game doesn't end; though they have as many submissive stances and positions they're obliged to hold for their supoeriors as a Gorean paga girl, there's just the crushing of expression.
I am embarrassed to be of the same species as soldiers, marching in line, obedient to death or to the kill, like evil cheerleaders. But with no fun, no sweetness, just a life committed to death of body and soul.
I like this story a lot and rather admire the criticism of the military I percieve in it, which is so much more subtle and elegant than I could ever manage.
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AD
please dont put down soldiers
many of them are good people at heart. the structure and discipline of the military is what is needed to maintain high standards in order to defend the people of the nation. a powerful organized force
As a former member of the military
I would like to thank you for your candor and honesty about us. It lightens my heart to be completely loathed for no other reason than serving my country. (and yes, that second sentence was filled with sarcasm).
Yes, some of the characters in this story were scumbags, but I will defend with my last dying breath that NOT ALL members of the military are as portrayed here.
I thought open-mindedness was the order of the day around here, but now I'm not so sure. You're definitely welcome to your opinion and I certainly won't try to change it as I'm sure the effort would fail.
Call me naive, but I proudly served my country and I stood for people's rights to say things, such as you just did, without having to fear from reprisals and it saddens me to hear such callous, uncaring derision for a country's defenders. I would gladly serve my country again, so that you could say those things, but it disheartens me to hear them said.
Marlisa
No one else can tell you best how to be yourself
No one else can tell you best how to be yourself
Thanks to all present and former military
I've never been in the military, but my family has a history of answering the call when needed. Only one went on to become career military, the others picked up the arms when needed and resumed civilian life when no longer needed.
I'm sorry I missed the comment above when it was posted, I'd have surely spoken up then. Just let me say that most on here do not share the opinion that was expressed in it. Intolerance wears many shapes and sizes, being a member here does not guarantee the person is 100% free from bigotry and hatred.
Let me extend to you, Maid Joy, and all the other present and former servicemen and women who come here my deepest appreciation for your service to our country. Without you, there would not be a country.
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They know they can survive
You can be proud...
...of serving your country. It is one of the most noble of professions. Yes, a soldier sacrifices a little comfort now with the huge reward of a safe, secure homeland for their family and their neigbors and their families. And I have been in the military and if not for the pen of a politician I would have chosen to continue to retirement.
No...
...they do not own people. The military is made up of your fellow citizens. The civilian federal government directs the military. The military within civilian guidelines establishes articles of ucmj. And... NOONE in the military is, by design, denied thier fundemental rights. They even have the right to vote. And they are provided three hots and a cot (usually three). Let's see... there is rest... attention... parade rest... of course the infamous front leaning rest... Recover... The salute... eyes right... (ready) front... present arms (which is a salute while carrying arms: I almost forgot that one)... Port arms (that was another one I was trying to remember).
You know... when the military came back from vietnam they didn't get parades and the civilian attitude toward the military changed. Some of them were spat on... The military is directed by the civilian government (poli-friken-ticians). If anyone ever has a problem with the military it is their government they should either petition or blame. I wish you people would know what the hell you are talking about!
Being in the military is NOT A RIGHT! If it were they couldn't deny someone entry for any reason. You people want to use the military as a socio-political statment instead of letting them serve their fucking purpose!
Yes, it was halloween...
....but if you let articles go to courtmartial it is like having killed someone who was in the commission of a crime and you are being prosecuted. You seem to have mitigation but when it goes to trial it may still turn against you. You can plead guilty to articles (if your unity lets you) and that is somewhat like plea bargaining.
All they would have to do...
...is advise him to pursue another mos (which basically means changing careers within the military). His commanding officer could rubber stamp it with nothing seeming out of the ordinary. They wouldn't have to promote him and he could choose an mos which training could extend to his rotation date. Then they could transfer him to another unit during his rotation.
Ok...
...after finishing the story... I see no evidence that they are scumbags. Everyone of them operated within the guidelines of ucmj. The Jag nco told (ordered) the first sergeant to take action or jag would. A company command group does not want something like that. It would basically be saying they weren't doing their job. As you can see in their private deliberations one of their main concerns was unit cohesion. This isn't underhanded stuff.