ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES
Chapter 176 – Two Precious Imps
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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:
A. Robert Harriman: Grandfather of Robert Harriman and Patriarch of the Harriman Family
Abraham Lincoln Washington: Six Star General of the Armies – Tactical Alpha Zulu 69
Adam John Clark: Colonel, U.S. Army – Adopted Son of Amos Vance & Michael "Allen" Roberts
Adam Mann: Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Adrian Johnson: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Aiden McIntyre-Worthington: Son of Liam McIntyre and Adopted son of Luke Worthington
Akecheta "Ake" Bidzel: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States (Commanding General – Administration)
Alex Meat-Goodman: Adopted Son of Doug Meat and Steven Goodman
Alexander Federova: Highly valued Russian Scientist rescued by Special Forces
Alexander Malinois: Master Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Alexi Federova: Son of Alexander and Petrova Federova
Allen Robert Harriman: Adopted son of Robert Adrian Harriman and Adam John Clark
Ambrose Abbott: Colonel, U.S. Army - Protector for Johann Emmanuel & Piero Bianchi
Amell Scholz: Aide and former lover of Cardinal Dominic
Amos Vance: One of the Van Family Cousins from West Virginia
Andrew & Jeremy Allen: Adopted sons of Mason Allen and Jason Vance
Anthony "Tony" Darling: Colonel – U.S. Army – Head of Security for the Harriman imps
Anthony Ashanti: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States (Commanding General – Tactical)
Anthony Caruso: Four Star General, U.S. Army (Base Commander of Fort Connor)
Ariel "Ari" Rebel: General, Israel Defense Force (Mossad Kidon)
Ariel Rebel Jr. aka JR: Son of Jacob Leib
Arkyn Erling: Brigadier (1 Star) General, U.S. Army – Partner of Enapay Perez
Beauty Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Billy Bob Vance: Staff Sergeant, Ret., U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog Handler
Bob Jones: Four Star General, U.S. Army (Base Commander Fort Connor)
Caleb Afolabi: Major General (2 Star), U.S. Army – Fort Connor Adjutant
Carlos Martinez: Adolescent son of Juan Martinez and Roger DeSoto
Connor Best-Mann: Adopted son of Randy Best and Adam Mann
Connor McLain: Six Star General of the Armies RET – Administration Alpha Zulu 69
Connor Williams: Staff Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Deceased lover of Doug Meat)
Dale Gordon Longdick Allman: Adopted Son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman
Danny Henry: Four Star Brigadier U.S. Army (Base Commander Fort Connor)
Darnel Trevon: Colonel, U.S. Marines – Protector for Win Thorp & Piero Bianchi
Date Masamune: Five Star General of the Army, U.S. Army – Protector of David Winter-Jansson
David & Donald Worthington: Adopted sons of T&T Worthington
David Leib: Five Star General, Israeli Defense Force – Adopted son of Ari Rebel
David Winter-Jansson: Son of Oliver Winter and Viktor Janson
Dillion Dwight: General (4 star), U.S. Army – Medical Director of Fort Connor
Doug Meat: Six Star General of the Armies U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Duke Stone III: Five Star General of the Army U.S. Army – Protector of Dale Gordon Longdick-Allman
Dwight Jones: Partner of Dale Gordon Strong
Enapay Perez: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States (Commanding General – Administration)
Frazer Sullivan: One Star Brigadier General, U.S. Army (Human Resources for Fort Connor Alpha Zulu 69)
George Battenberg: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States
Gerald Isaac: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Tommy Longdick-Allman
Gloria Worthington: aka "Mama Bear" Board Chair of Worthington Industries (a major multi-national defense contractor)
Hachiman Kanmu, Colonel, U.S. Army – Protector of Hikaru Jansson-Winter Masamune Yasumori
Hank Henry-Jones: Adopted Son of Bob Jones & Danny Henry
Harold Alexander III: Colonel, U.S. Army – Protector for the sons of John Allen Masters
Harold John Alexander-Masters: Son of Harold Alexander III & John Allen Masters
Harold Manfred, Captain: U.S. Army – Protector of David Winter-Jansson
Hayao Kinugasa, Major, Ret.: U.S. Army (Aide to General Meat and General Goodman)
Hector Louise Roberto Montoya: Six Star General of the Armies – Administration Alpha Zulu 69
Hikaru Jansson-Winter Masamune Yasumori: Son of Hito Janson-Winter Masamune and Jimmy Yasumori
Hito Jansson-Winter: Son of David Jansson-Winter and Date Masamune
Ivan Morovoza: Colonel – U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of Alexi Federova)
Jacob Leib: Adopted Son of Arie Rebel
Jacob, David & Uri Leib: Wards of Luke & John Worthington (Israeli Nationals)
James "Jimmy" Yasumori: Five Star General of the Army, U.S. Army – Partner of Hito Jansson-Winter
Jamie Bob Vance: Love of Aiden McIntyre
Jamison Miller: One Star Brigadier General, U.S. Army (Human Resources for Worthington Executive Security)
Jason Allman: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Jason Bob Vance: (Brother of Billy Bob Vance and partner of Mason Allen)
Jax Arthur King: Colonel, U.S. Army - Security for Shawn Longdick-Allman
Johann Emmanuel: Adopted son of Cardinal Dominic
John Allen Masters: Colonel, U.S. Army – Protector for the sons of Jimmy & Hito
John Allen Masters: Son of General John Masters and Ambassador at Large for POTUS
John Masters: Four Star General & Base Commander Fort Connor, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
John Worthington II: Adopted Son of Taylor and Tyler Worthington II
John Worthington: COO R&D of Worthington Industries
Juan Martinez: 5 Star General of the Army, U.S. Army – Security for Mario Garcia
Juan Martinez: Colonel, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of Shawn Stone)
Juaquin "Jay" de Vázquez: Son of Manual de Vázquez
Lars Alison: Major General (2 Star), U.S. Army – Deputy Base Command, Fort Connor
Liam McIntyre: CFO Worthington Industries & Partner of Luke Worthington
Logan Worthington: Biological Son of Luke Worthington
Lucas Daniel Fairbairn: Captain, U.S. Army – Protector of Michael "Allen" Roberts
Luke Worthington II: Adopted Son of Taylor and Tyler Worthington II
Luke Worthington: CEO of Worthington Industries
Lupo Vlcak: Alpha Zulu War Dog (Czechoslovakian Wolf German Shepherd Mix)
Magnus Savage: Colonel, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 Medical Trauma Surgeon
Manuel de Vázquez: Physicist/Engineer - Worthington Industries
Mario "Mani" Garcia: Son of the President of Mexico (Adopted son of Juan Martinez and Roger DeSoto)
Mark Marzilli: Captain, U.S. Army – Protector of Sebastian Perez
Mark Roberts: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Bobby Longdick-Allman
Mason Allen: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Matsukaze Kumorigachi, Commanding General – Alpha Zulu Program in Japan
Matt Longdick Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Matthew Bradly: Brigadier (1 Star) General, U.S. Army – Protector of Taylor Tyler Worthington
Maximillian (Max) Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Medvěd Vlcak: Worthington War Dog (Sired by Lupo – Assigned to Roger & Jeremy Protection Detail)
Michael "Allen" Roberts: Adopted Son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman
Napoleon Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Noah Meat-Goodman: Adopted Son of Doug Meat and Steven Goodman
Oliver Winter: Six Star General, U.S. Army – Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman
Petrova Federova: Wife of Alexander Federova
Piero "Peter" Bianchi: Son of the Grand Master of the Knights Templar
Piero Bianchi: Son of the Grand Master of the Knights Templar
Randall Masters:
Six
Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Randall Savage: Colonel, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of Steven Stone)
Randy & Robert Masamune: Adopted sons of Hito Masamune and Jimmy Yasumori
Randy Adam "RA" Worthington: Adopted son of Connor Best-Mann & John Worthington
Randy Best: Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Randy Johnson: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Shawn LongDick-Allman
Robert Adrian Harriman: Colonel, U.S. Army - Partner of Adam John Clark
Robert Allen Gregory, Four Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Robert Amos Harriman: Adopted son of Robert Adrian Harriman and Adam John Clark
Robert Manning, Captain: U.S. Army (Aide to General Meat and General Goodman)
Robert Masters: Major General, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu Security
Rod Jackson: Lieutenant General (3 Star), U.S. Army – Base Commander of Fort Connor
Rod LittleFeather: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog Handler
Roger DeSoto: 5 Star General of the Army, U.S. Army – Security for Mario Garcia
Roger Worthington: Adopted son of T&T Worthington (Former Angel)
Roi Friedman: Colonel – U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of "Tod" and "PJ"
Sebastian Guerrero: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States (Commanding General – Tactical)
Steven & Shawn Stone: Adopted sons of Dale Gordon Stone
Steven Douglas Worthington: (aka S.D.) (Adopted sons of Robert Allen Gregory and R.A. Worthington)
Steven Goodman: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Steven John Roberts: Captain – U.S. Army – Protector and in loco parentis for the Harriman imps
Steven Robertson-Battenberg: Adopted son of William Robertson and George Battenberg
Sven Bjorn: Six Star General of the Armies RET – Tactical Alpha Zulu 69
Takeda Shingen: Colonel – Alpha Zulu Captain, Japanese Defense Force (Protector of Roger Worthington)
Taylor and Tyler Worthington II: Adopted Sons of Roger and Jeremy Worthington
Taylor and Tyler Worthington: (aka T&T) (Adopted sons of Logan Worthington and Alex Meat-Goodman)
Uri Leib: Biological son of Ari Rebel
Viktor Jannson: Six Star General, U.S. Army – Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman
Wilhelm "Willy" Rogers: Colonel, U.S. Army – Protector of Larry Winter-Jannson
William Robertson: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States
Winthrop Thorp III: Adopted son of Generals Perez and Guerrero
Yonatan Netanyahu: Colonel – Alpha Zulu Captain, Japanese Defense Force (Protector of Roger Worthington)
Yuuto Meat-Goodman Kinugasa: Adopted Son of Noah Meat-Goodman and Hayao Kinugasa
"Angus" (Name Classified): (Son of a domestic terrorist in protective custody at Fort Connor)
"Biff" Jones (Name Classified): (Son of POTUS and guest in residence at Fort Connor)
"George" (Name Classified): (Senior head of the Worthington Brain Trust and Top Scientist in residence)
"Tod" (Name Classified): (Teenage son of George and protectee of Alpha Zulu)
"PJ" (Name Classified): (Teenage son of POTUS and protectee of Alpha Zulu)
The closer I got to this evening the more anxious I became to the point of almost having a panic attack. A combat zone and a fire fight I was prepared for but meeting the great grandfather of my new imps was nothing West Point had prepared me for. Promptly at 1930 hours the Marriott Manager advised my transportation had arrived at the Executive Entrance. I wasn't prepared for a Stretch Limousine that was longer than an Army tank. The Chauffeur opened the door and I slid into the luxurious interior as we sped away to the Capital Club. Arriving at the "Members Only" door, the doorman opened my Limo door and he commented to go right in. Mr. Herriman is expecting you in the lounge.
Seeing how everyone was in business suits, I felt out of place even in my dress uniform. A refined elderly gentleman rose as I entered the room and introduced himself as Robert Harriman. As I was asked what I would like to drink, my new addiction became evident as I stated Scotch, neat. Mr. Harriman candidly commented most of his friends and family call him "Grandpa H" and I hope you will be a member of that small group. Advising me he had taken the liberty of ordering dinner, I hope you like Filet Mignon. I ordered it medium rare so we can send it back if you prefer it otherwise. I had never eaten a Filet Mignon in my life so I wasn't going to embarrass myself and only commented "Medium Rare" would be fine.
I mentioned to Grandpa H that he must be on good terms with POTUS as I heard when I did my orientation at Fort Connor he was your +1 for your grandson's wedding. Grandpa H smiled commenting that must have given the gossips around Washington enough material for at least a couple of weeks. Yes, POTUS and I are old friends and school chums. He was my best man when I got married and we have remained close friends since my wife has passed on. You must realize that I'm a staunch Republican and the Worthington Dynasty are staunch Democrats. Tonight, I'm just a Grandfather who wants the best for his grandson and his children.
I have resources that exceed that of the military or the Worthingtons. If you ever need assistance, call the number on this card and you'll be put in contact with me regardless of the time. All I ask is that you protect my family and fulfill your responsibilities as the protector of our young imps. I have resources that exceed that of the government, the military, the Worthingtons, even Dale & Dwight and I don't have the encumbrance of "due process".
Grandpa H assured me whatever he does it is with no strings attached. His only motivation is to protect his family and provide for the best future possible for his family. I know the Worthingtons will consider you part of their extended family and I hope you will allow me the save privilege.
I couldn't appreciate the wine served with our Filet Mignon for dinner. If I had known the cost I probably would have fainted. ROMANEE CONTI 1945 DOMAINE DE LA ROMANEE-CONTI sold at auction for $32,000.00 USD per BOTTLE and Grandpa H had a case of it set aside in the Wine Cellar reserved for his personal use. (I kept reminding myself... Cold Beer and a burger!)
We finished off the evening with an after dinner drink of Louis XIII de Remy Martin Time Collection 'The Origin - 1874' Grande Champagne Cognac at a mere $5,000.00 USD per bottle. I was well mellow (actually pickled) when the Limousine returned me to the Marriott. The Marriott Manager met me as I entered the lobby commenting he saw that Grandpa H did indeed treat me like royalty.
The next morning, I found my uniform parts strewn from the door of the penthouse to my bedroom. It became quickly apparent I may be an officer but last night I was far from being a gentleman when I returned from my evening out.
When Robert and Adam returned that evening, they asked how my head survived my night on the town. I only quietly quipped at them to never try to drink your grandfather under the table. That had both of the fathers roaring in laughter. Robert admitted his grandfather caught him sampling his good whiskey when I was a teenager. He made me sit in his study and drink a full bottle of cheap scotch till I was so Ill I was vomiting up my toenails for the next 24 hours. Welcome to my world!
Robert assured me his Grandfather was just being over protective, but he really does have "strings" that encompassed the world and isn't shy about using them to protect his family. Be happy you are on his good side.
Friday morning arrived and I was pleased to see our Protector wearing two shoulder holsters and of course his backup ankle Beretta. Combined with our armed Alpha Zulu security and our Police escort we felt prepared for whatever we might face. It was overkill as the newest addition to our security detail jumped into our Armored car and waited impatiently for us fathers to join him. With the energy of a youthful pup, we got our faces well washed until we could retrieve a few doggie treats from our pockets as payment in full to our protection detail Wolf dog.
We would quickly learn this furry "temp" would become PERMANENT once our imps wrapped their arms around him and they would become lifelong friends. As the orphanage administrator warmly greeted us and we discussed our adoption with him, he assured us with the experience in leadership we had we would have little problems adjusting to fatherhood.
Walking into the garden to meet our new sons, they came running to us, jumped into our arms, wrapped their arms around our neck and smothered us with kisses. "Roger told us you were great fathers and Roger never lies!"
All the rumors about Roger we were starting to believe and regardless of their validity anything that helps our sons to adjust to our family we will be most thankful. Neither of the boys were related but they were roomies together at the orphanage. Their bond was as strong as any siblings and we knew we would never break them up. As the orphanage staff took our sons away to collect their meager belongings, we fathers signed our life away with one signature. (Yuuto strikes again!) As each father carried a son out of the orphanage they were shocked at the armed men and wouldn't let go of us fathers until we were safely in our armored vehicle and our "Wolf" started to give them the "lick down" of their lives. I knew our governess would go into meltdown, but I knew where our Wolf Dog would be sleeping most nights, between two precious imps and would protect them with it's life.
When the governess helped the boys prepare for bed, freshly showered, teeth brushed, two pajama clad imps came running into our great room to hug and kiss their fathers goodnight. As they raced to their bed, our new governess was aghast to see our War Dog on their heels and nuzzling his way between the two imps who wrapped their arms around their furry friend.
Our governess turned to us fathers and commented "Dogs don't belong in your children's bedroom". We smiled at the experienced governess and only commented: "We doubt if you have the balls to remove him". As she stormed off to our imps bedroom, a shrill scream had her immediately returning commenting perhaps this dog was the exception. (Some people just have to learn the hard way.) The imps named our Wolf Dog "Zeus" and he would live up to that name. Zeus would protect our family with his life.
We had electronic gun safes installed in our master bedroom and in the bedroom of the Colonel. We wanted access to firearms if and when needed but we also wanted to protect our imps till they were old enough to know how to use a firearm responsibly.
The first six months was truly a honeymoon with the imps... they were so loving and I could never tire of them hugging and kissing us. We fathers were a fast learner when we heard the scream INCOMMING as we were waking in the morning and quickly learned to protect the sensitive areas of our body lest an imp misjudge his trajectory and make a landing between our legs instead of between his two fathers. Amos was the first recipient of our sons misjudging their trajectory and as he grabbed his balls in anguish he only kissed the errant imp and assured him he was still loved.
By the time two imps joined us two fathers in our king size bed there was little room for our four legged furry friend to join us in this family moment. We had a determined Wolf Dog and he simply put his nose between our two imps and forced his big body claiming his portion of the bed out of the middle.
Our two sons wrapped their arms around our furry family member as Robert and I held our sons tightly. We loved these family moments as much as we did the movie and popcorn night that was a family tradition.
Our first major challenge as a family was when the Worthingtons invited Robert and me for Christmas at Camp Phoenix which had been a staple in my family life growing up. Grandpa H did an "end run" and invited the imps to spend Christmas with him at their family mansion. Asking my brainiac neighbors how do we resolve this and not offend any of our "family".
T&T gave us one of their patented smiles and said it was simple. You and the imps can arrive at Camp Phoenix prior to Christmas Eve. We can celebrate Christmas and exchange gifts on Christmas Eve and then Christmas Day we can have the imps Protector escort them to the Harriman mansion for Christmas Day with Grandpa H. I hope Grandpa H isn't upset with a Wolf Dog accompanying them. You can join them later in the week and celebrate the New Year with the Harriman side of the family.
That gives your governess the holidays to spend with her family and your Protector would otherwise be spending the holiday alone. It is a WIN/WIN for everyone. We just have to remind the concierge to feed the Koi while we are at Camp Phoenix.
The imps playroom had about every toy imaginable for an imp of their age. Yes, we fathers had a tendency to spoil them and that is one of the neat perks of being a father. Grandpa H wouldn't hear of the guidelines we asked him to follow in getting presents for our imps. Grandpa H answered to no one (man or woman) since Grandma H had passed on. He would spoil our imps any way he wanted and we fathers could just suffer in silence. (We fathers knew which battles to fight and this wasn't one of them!)
Having two imps in the family brought out a new vigor in our resident Senior Citizen and we fathers couldn't deny him or our imps anything. We were quickly realizing we may have selected the wrong governess and we were much relieved when she turned in her notice and we started to search for her replacement. She must have gotten one fantastic offer to turn down a five year salary bonus by terminating her contract early. (Sometimes the good guys do win!)
Unknown to us, the imps complained to heir Grandpa H how their governess was not a fun person to live around. Grandpa H "greased the wheels" with a placement agency and within weeks our pain in the ass governess was history.
As the imps were battling it out killing demons in the electronic world, I asked the Colonel if he could find time to chat with us fathers. What are your feelings if we select a soldier who has the educational background to help our sons grow into their own individual person. The imps always have you for a role model but providing security is a full time job and I don't want to distract you with any additional responsibilities. Besides, if any male nanny tried to seduce one of our imps our Zeus would be feasting on his balls! You are proactive enough if anything questionable were to happen, you would immediately bring it to our attention.
We really got grilled by the Orphanage staff when we returned for final determination on our adoption. Our imps rescued us sharing with the staff the governess we selected may have been qualified, but she was not a nice person to live around. When asked about the Army Sergeant who we borrowed to replace our governess, the imps were all smiles commenting he makes us do everything she did, he is just nicer in how he asks us to do them.
We were so proud to hold our imps in our arms and know they were now part of our FOREVER FAMILY! When the adoption papers were filed with the court we asked the imps if we could change their name. Robert Amos Harriman and Allen Robert Harriman were our sons and we announced it to the world.
We made the Army Sergeant a deal he couldn't refuse, a transfer to Alpha Zulu at Fort Connor when our imps were ready to reside in such a secure atmosphere. We thought he might change his mind and reconsider after hearing of the tales of horror about our demonic doctor. He survived the intake procedure at Medical but did confirm Doc does give one mean shot.
It was interesting when our imps finally relocated to Fort Connor and our dedicated Wolf War Dog Zeus followed them proudly down the plane ramp... Fort Connor had more Wolf's in residence (in one place) as any other unit in the military. Our Wolf was never more than a few feet from our imps and always was waiting for them as they exited their classroom every day. We fathers made certain their allowance provided for an abundance of "doggie treats" as well as enough money left over to indulge in their electronic addictions. Both Robert and I accepted this is the 21st Century and computers were no longer a luxury, they are a necessity in today's world.
School assignments were a breeze for our imps until they were tested and their curriculum adjusted. Regardless of whose "brain trust" our imps decided to join, they would be a positive force in the life of our military and responsible for saving thousands of lives during their careers. The days of easy homework would quickly end and they would know the reality of being blessed with such abilities to assist and protect our men in uniform.
Luke and John had to have a most difficult discussion with T&T. Both of their senior Worthingtons were reaching the point in life where they needed assistance in their daily activities and frankly with all they have contributed to our country over the years they deserve being Senior Citizens of leisure. T&T loved having our imps race into their Penthouse and shower them with hugs and kisses. If our imps weren't at home we knew exactly where to find them and Zeus their four legged furry friend.
Luke and John asked Robert and me to join them at their office on a matter of urgency. Arriving quickly we only commented: "How can we help"? We have to make T&T retire before they work themselves to death. You two brainiacs should be able to come up with a solution that won't alienate them from their family. Almost immediately the "light bulb" went off in my brain and I told Luke to leave it to me. T&T would be retiring by the end of the month.
Robert looked at me quizzically and thought I had made a promise we couldn't fulfill. I had a special weapon, actually two special weapons... the Imps! Our imps were most intuitive and when we shared with them our concerns about the health of T&T and that they had given their lives to our country... they deserved to be senior citizens of leisure. I know they will step down and retire if you two ask them to stay healthy so you can have them as part of your lives for as long as possible.
The conspiracy worked and our imps were so proud of themselves. As we were returning to the Penthouse a few nights later our security detail commented we were requested to join T&T in their Penthouse. REFUSAL WASN'T AN OPTION!
T&T warmly greeted us which greatly relieved Robert and me. They told us in no mixed words our family was playing dirty... the family knew they could never turn the imps down. Advise Luke you were successful and we'll start cutting back on responsibilities and the board can appoint replacements for many of the responsibilities we currently have. There are a few programs like Fort Connor and Alpha Zulu we will never relinquish until we die. And, we plan on spending a lot of time with your sons spoiling them rotten. Don't complain to anyone other than yourselves as you are the ones who convinced them to intervene in our lives.
Now, if you will excuse us, we want to spend a quiet night with a glass of our 100 year old Brandy and the peace and quiet of watching our Koi. You two have one last assignments from us before we retire... Yuuto needs to retire before he leaves Worthington in a casket.
As we joined our sons for breakfast in the morning, we relayed the information to them how successful they were in convincing T&T to retire. We have one more assignment for you two to think about... T&T's last request: Yuuto needs to retire also. Give some thought as to how we can make it happen.
When Robert and I returned to the Penthouse that evening our imps informed us they had invited Yuuto and his partner for dinner on Saturday night. That gives us a few days to make certain we cover all the bases and Yuuto see this as a request because we love him.
Saturday night arrived and Robert and I warmly greeted Yuuto and his partner to our home. As we relaxed and enjoy the Nectar of the Gods in our great room our imps were all over Yuuto giving him a tactile expression of their love for him.
Yuuto finally spoke and ask: "OK, what is tonight going to cost me"? Yuuto we all love you and frankly you are living with another man's heart. God was gracious and provided when you were in need. You need to take it easy and enjoy your life and your Koi. Keep a project or two to keep your mind active but turn over the day to day operations of Worthington R&D to your son. As fragile as you are and considering the Worthington retirement package not to mention the number of patents which provide you with income, you never have to work another day in your life.
We all want you around for a long, long time so get with the program or I'm sending Amos over to show you the true meaning of life and that your family loves you and wants you around for as long as possible. By the end of our verbal exchange our imps were wrapped around Yuuto's neck begging him to take it easier and stay around because they truly loved him.
The tears flowing down his cheeks told us the imps had succeeded where we over educated adults had so often failed. Yuuto would always be there to help in an emergency but he would now be the Emeritus Director of Research and Development for Worthington Industries.
I asked Robert to accompany me on a presentation I needed to make to the Japanese military. With Hikaru greasing the military wheels we hoped it would be an easy sell and a major source of new revenue for Worthington Industries. We were in shock when Hikaru invited us to have dinner at the Palace with his Uncle the Emperor. We humbly accepted and a limousine arrived at our hotel to transport us to the palace.
We wore our full dress uniform with all our awards which impressed both the Emperor and our special imp Hikaru. It was a social evening and one which we no longer felt an obligation to attend, it was truly an invitation from an exceptional family.
Hikaru wanted to show us his friends in the Japanese Special Forces. He'd pick us up at 0800 hours in the morning and make it a day trip to meet some wonderful soldiers.
As a stretch limo proudly embolden with the Japanese Flag and the Flag of the Imperial Family... we knew Hikaru was not going to be given any problems by anyone in the military. As the guard at the gate of the camp waved us through our driver knew exactly where Hikaru wanted to go.
Walking into the barracks unannounced the men snapped to attention which in a few cases left them naked as the day they were born with their towels around their ankle. As the barracks was given the order: "As You Were" the men gathered around Hikaru and he introduced us as two of his friends from the United States. "I wanted them to meet the best unit in the Imperial Japanese Army."
A soldier at the back of the crowd only muttered under his breath he was hoping Hikaru was here to finally give him the "blow job" he had been promised. As Hikaru turned multiple shades of RED, he commented that is one faux pas he would never live down.
We enjoyed a wonderful meal with the soldiers in their mess and frankly the company of the men was fantastic. I could see why Hikaru liked to visit and be part of this unit. These were friends he would have the rest of his life. They liked Hikaru as a person and the fact he was a member of the Imperial Family never entered into any decision they had regarding this former imp.
The obligatory meal with the base commander and his officers was a waste of time and of our tastebuds. Pressed chicken tastes the same in Japan as it does in the United States. You would think people would learn if you want to impress someone with a meal it would consist of something that would excite ones taste buds.
We flew back to the United States the next day and we felt a loss knowing our schedule wouldn't allow a return visit for over a year. We were making friends all over the world and little did we know how these friendships would impact our lives in the future. They would be instrumental in preventing World War III.
The one nice thing about flying back from Japan, Robert and I finally joined the "Mile High Club"... Our renovated flying palace which was on permanent loan from Dad was truly magnificent. Damn was I walking funny when I deplaned and Robert was doing far too much smiling.
When we finally could relax in the security of our vehicle our fathers told us if we left cum stains on his desk we would be cleaning them off with our tongues. I smiled at my fathers and only commented: "Not a problem"!
As our Pilots, Robert and I were walking into Customs to be processed back into the United States, a massive explosion rocked the building and we turned around to see our flying palace burning and pieces of the plane everywhere. Robert and I have now joined the elite group of people in the Military, Politics and Business that someone wants to have killed. The only thing that saved our collective asses was some idiot botching the time on the bomb.
SecDef was immediately on my com wanting assurance both Robert and I were OK. He had a Pentagon Security Detail on the way and we were ordered to "Shelter in Place" until they arrive. My dads only turned to me and asked who we send the $20,000,000.00 USD bill so we can replace our plane. (I did not have very happy parents at the moment.)
Finally arriving at our Penthouse our imps rushed into our arms and it was obvious they had been crying after hearing of the explosion on the plane we were using. We assured them we were fine and seeing they were ready for bed we tucked them in and kissed them goodnight. It took little motivation for our Zeus to claim HIS middle of the bed and two imps quickly wrapped their arms around their furry four legged "security blanket". There was no doubt in my mind he would protect our imps with his life.
SecDef was livid when he was informed of the attempt on our lives. To say our security was tightened was an understatement. I had an armed security guard at the door to the Lav when I had to take a leak. Everyone else waited in an impatient line for me to exit the room.
I made the decision our family needed some US time together so I walked down the hall and knocked at the door to T&T's Penthouse. They welcomed me in and I asked what they had on their schedule for the next 7-10 days. "Nothing that can't be rescheduled." Pack your bags, we are heading to the U.S. Virgin Islands. Sun, Sea, Sand and Sex... what more can a man ask for.
Luke was a hard sell when I asked to borrow one of his Executive Jets... he made me promise to return it in the same condition I found it. I looked at Luke and ask him if I need to tell the imps that Uncle Luke wouldn't lend them a plane for their trip, so I have to cancel their vacation. DAMN, AM I FIGHTING DIRTY!
This was truly going to be a great vacation. Robert may not be walking upright for a week after we return but he will enjoy our vacation. The hotel Penthouse can easily accommodate us two, our imps, their protector and "nanny" plus T&T... and lets not forget our indispensable Wolf War Dog.
Our security went "native" wearing the loud decorative island shirts. T&T ordered up a nightcap and then retired to their room for the night. Robert and I tucked our sons in bed who were quickly joined by our War Dog assuring the safety of our imps for the night.
I didn't notice our Protector and our "nanny" retired to the same bedroom. All work and no play will definitely make for a horny Colonel. I'm glad he is trying to have someone special in his life. Once the imps find out the Colonel has a budding romance they will use their full resources including their "Grandpa H. Card" to motivate them to make the romance permanent.
All it takes if Grandpa H uses his POTUS card and we have two men in the Army that will be getting married. Our imps are already a power to be reckoned with. I see our imps as a major political power once they finish their education. Right now, it is time for Sun, Sea, Sand and NO SEX for the imps.
We actually had 10 days of beautiful weather and perfect waves. Even the obligatory dinner with the Governor went without incident and she thanked us for not leaving any bodies littering her island.
We would pay dearly for the vacation time when we returned to the Penthouse. The Harriman family attorney contacted us and advised us the Grandmother of one of our imps now wanted visitation rights. The imps were a stable part of our family and we didn't want them to relive the death of their parents.
Grandpa H. put his security team to work researching this woman and they documented enough behavioral concerns to convince any judge this woman was not fit to have any custody of an imp.
Grandpa H. knew how to handle this money grabbing woman. He met her at her attorney's office and made her one offer and the only offer that would be made. If she refused, he would use all his influence and the best attorney's in Washington to opposer her having any relationship with the imps.
Be at our attorney's office at 1000 hours tomorrow and sign off any rights you may claim to have regarding our imps. Once you sign the documents, the attorney will hand you a check for $1,000,000.00 USD. This is the only offer you will receive, and it expires at 1000 hours tomorrow if you fail to show. If you decide to proceed with your court action demanding visitation rights... know I will use all the influence I have, and you will be opposed by the top investigators and litigators money can buy.
Grandpa H. got up and walked out. He was prepared for battle if this woman turned down his offer. She had the opportunity to give this imp a good home and she turned him down and placed him in an orphanage. Now that parents with money are involved, she wants to be part of his life. HELL WILL FREEZE OVER BEFORE THAT WILL BE ALLOWED!
Robert and I were shocked when the family attorney notified us the problem had been resolved and there was no reason to be concerned about any family claim to our imp.
The Colonel indeed had a budding romance. Robert and I conspired with SecDef and had the Colonel and our SGT Nanny assigned to temporary duty at Fort Connor so the imps could have the opportunity to see what awaited them shortly. Also, our conspirators decided it was time our dedicated Sergeant received the recognition he deserved.
At our Friday night feast of Prime Rib of Buffalo it was time for our conspiracy to be announced. As General Ake took the microphone and announced to all the men present. Sergeant Steven John Roberts FRONT AND CENTER! Sgt Roberts, are you willing to accept the position as a permanent protector of our imps. "I pledge my life and sacred honor to protect my imps!" Are you prepared to take your oath as a Captain in the United States Army.
As the shock of the question registered in his mind he started to realize and accept the changes that would now he would be making in his life. "With the help of God, I accept this honor with all modesty."
I, Steven John Roberts, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter. So help me God! (And, thus I pledge my sacred honor!)
All the men present erupted in praise for our dedicated Captain. The imps rushed forward, jumping into his arms and smothering him with kisses. Yes, the Captain was loved and would always be part of this family. As the night progressed and every squad at Fort Connor invited the new Captain to join them in celebration of his promotion...
When he returned to his billet he was surprised to find a horny Protector waiting for him with an obvious mass prominently displayed between his legs. "Why is watching the imps?" "Zeus"! They are well protected for the night and you may wish you had a protection detail after we are finished. They both praised the man who invented VELCRO as they slid out of their BDUs and were instantly naked in each others arms. Steven was immediately thrown on the bed and ended up on his hands and knees offering up his tight ass. There was little foreplay this night as Steven's love tunnel was breeched and his screams of pain turned to pleasure as he was rocketed to Nirvana and his balls exploded without being touched. Yes, the NEW Captain was initiated into the ranks of being an officer but he had a new definition of "gentleman". The two lovers were horny dogs all night and even sleeping from exhaustion Steven woke to his lovers thick cock buried in his ass and from his gut being distended and the cramps he was having he couldn't imagine the amount of cum that had been injected into him during their orgy.
Realizing Steven was awake his lover wrapped his arms around him and slowly, tenderly made love to this beautiful man as the engorged head of his cock slid over his prostate which caused both men to have their balls explode and Steven could feel his gut burning as the seed of his partner was sprayed deep onto the tender tissue. The final thrusts of his lover were brutal, but the pain turned to immense pleasure as they consummated this night of pleasure.
Helping Steven to the Lav, the explosion of seed from his body was beyond his comprehension. His lover supported him and massaged his stomach as his gut blasted massive amounts of ball juice which had been deposited. His gut burned but that is the price one pays for having a passionate out of control lover. Steven knew his ass would burn like hell for a few days but he also knew when he had recovered his lover would again send him to Nirvana and the stars would explode in the night sky.
Zeus knew it was time for the imps to rise and clean up for the day and even with their protectors not present they knew they had to face a new day. When their protectors eventually made it to the imps bunker to help their imps ready for the new day... They only looked at Steven and commented he must have had on hell of a night with his lover.
Zeus confirmed the lovers had a fantastic night when his nose brushed against a raw cock and brought a gasp of anguish as the eager pup was sent over to Steven. Steven wasn't expecting a wet noze nuzzling his ass when he bent over and it was a combination of extreme eroticism of Zeus's nose against his ass and the extreme pain anything touching him was causing.
Zeus grabbed his leash with his mouth and made it well know to his handlers either take me for my morning constitutional or be prepared to scrub the floor. As the imps emerged from the bathroom and slid into their black BDUs... they were handed the leash and was told Zeus was mighty impatient. The imps smiled and chuckled as they walk past their protectors and were thinking of how much fun they would have when they crawled into their protectors lap and snuggled this evening. The imps were still virgins but with the internet and all the "big brothers" around they were most knowledgeable of the "Facts of Life".
Yes, our Protectors would be harassed by their peers all day as it was obvious they had one hell of a celebration last night. The crude comments made to them all day only stirred their libido and when they relaxed in their billet this evening they were happy the imps were joining them until they crawled into their laps and they had to suffer in silence at the anguish our little imps were causing them as they snuggled in the laps of their "big brothers". As the imps were leaving for their bunker and to shower and sleep, Allen snuggled up to Steven and whispered in his ear that everyone on base knew he got his brains fucked out last night. Don't be stupid and let him get away. If you have feelings for him, tell him and get on the Chaplains premarital counseling list.
Robert intentionally snuggled hard against the raw dick straining to free itself from the Colonel's BDUs. He whispered in the Colonel's ear as he was preparing to leave for the night: "If the Captain is more than a cheap peace of ass for you to fuck, tell him how much you love him and get on the Chaplains premarital counseling list.
Both men were astonished at the comments they received from the imps they loved. Yes, they had deep feelings for each other and both were afraid if they admitted their feelings it would destroy their relationship. The imps were now forcing them to discuss their feelings for one another and their future.
As the imps closed the door as they exited, the two men were a tangled mass of naked flesh as they kissed and their fingers stirred every erotic nerve ending in their bodies. As raw and painful as their bodies were from the previous night both men screamed as Steven was penetrated deeply by the Colonel's hard cock. The raw flesh from his overused cock sent pain on an express train to his brain with every thrust into his lovers body. Steven was sent to Nirvana and back an endless number of times and both men accepted the fate Doc would now be their primary concern at sunrise.
As both men supported each other as they entered Medical, Doc took one look at them and pointed them to Exam Room One. Asking a couple of male nurses to assist them into hospital gowns he would be there in a minute. Doc still had a few patients to see before they could enjoy breakfast.
Entering Exam Room One, Doc only smiled and commented from what the camp grapevine was sharing he expected the two of them in his medical yesterday. "Let's see how much damage you two out of control teenage lovers inflicted upon yourself."
The Colonel was embarrassed as he exposed himself and Doc only confirmed this was one of the worse cases of misused Army equipment he had seen in his medical career. Grabbing a fresh can of topical spray Doc warned that this may burn at first but it will give you relief for most of the day. BURN was an understatement. It felt like Doc was roasting my cock over hot coals. A few minutes later I had relief and little pain but damn getting to that point hurt like hell.
Poor Steven got the experience of being put on an exam table and his legs in stirrups. It is embarrassing to expose ones ass unless it is to consummate with a lover. Doc applied a copious amount of lube to a large speculum and the balance of the tube of lube went into Steven's ass.
Doc commented you might feel a little discomfort, but I need to know how much damage you two out of control lovers accomplished during your night of passion. I could see Steven grimacing as Doc spread his ass wide open with the speculum. Doc was appalled at the amount of damage present and commented this was the textbook case of out of control lovers. The tissue damage was extensive and the two of us were "out of commission" until further notice. You two will not engage in anything sexual until I evaluate Steven and feel comfortable he is fit for "duty". I see a lot of cold showers in your near future and you have no one to blame but yourself. Remember the phrase: "ACTIONS HAVE REPERCUSSIONS"! Sexual Purgatory is the repercussion of your out of control sexual antics. After giving Steven some medication for the pain he advised both of us to get out of his medical and report back tomorrow prior to flag raising. If either of you two engage in sex, I'll bring charges against you for disobeying a direct order. You two are adult enough to control your hormones when they go into overdrive. Start acting like adults and officers instead of out of control teenagers.
Now go get your imps ready for a new day and don't be surprised if the grapevine fills the imps in on your antics and current condition. DISMISSED!
TO BE CONTINUED...
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