The year was 1994, and I was a sweet, innocent little soldier stationed at Fort Polk, Louisiana, about to celebrate my 2nd year in the Army. This is my story, I can tell it any way that I like, just rest assured that what I’m telling you is the whole truth.  Anyway, I was sitting in the personnel office updating some paperwork, when I see these two guys in a separate part of the office looking at me.  I acknowledged them and kept on talking.  And by acknowledged, I mean, I glared at them and shifted in my chair because they were staring at me.  So I finished my business,…