ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES

 

Chapter 177 – A Family Tragedy

 

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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)

 

 

 

Robert and I faced a normal hectic week at the Pentagon as we checked in and security was quickly notified we had arrived. The Officer of the Day approached us and advised we were requested in the office of the SecDef as soon as possible. (Now how is the man going to ruin our lives.)

 

As we entered his outer office it was far too quiet and somber. Advised to go right in, we were expected. Entering and snapping to attention with the all too familiar: "Reporting as Ordered...", we were shocked to see POTUS with SecDef and neither of them were smiling.

 

POTUS spoke first gesturing us toward the seating area: "We are the bearer of bad news... At 0400 hours this morning your father A. Robert Harriman died peacefully in his sleep." Both of us were in shock. This news will cause shock waves across all facets of our country. We have contingency plans in place to stop all trading on the stock markets. We don't need a national panic and you two are the ones who can provide the country with the assurance nothing will change.

 

POTUS commented he was a witness to Robert's last Will he revised a few weeks ago. Your father and mother have been totally cut out of everything. Grandpa H. comment was if they could throw away their own flesh and blood then he could do the same. Your grandfather loved you like no one else since the death of your grandmother. He left a few specific bequests to loyal employees and close friends but as of the filing of his will there is an estate in excess of five billion dollars left to your two imps. You two have been appointed as executors of their money until they graduate from college or reach the age of 30. If you elect the leave the Army, there is adequate monetary compensation built into his will for both of you to live most comfortable lives.

 

Both SecDef and I would like you to continue your work here at the Pentagon and we will both be most cooperative in approving whatever time you need off both for the funeral and for your family. If anything were to happen to those two imps, we could see a stock market crash worse than the disaster in 1929.

 

Thanking POTUS and SecDef for providing this information in person. We'll need some time off to make arrangements for Grandpa's funeral and then to figure out what is best for our imps. We were assured our posting to the Pentagon would be available when we wanted to return.

 

The imps were just stirring from their sleep as we returned to the Penthouse. Steven and Tony were surprised that we returned and concerned about our demeanor. We quietly told them both Grandpa H died in his sleep last night.

 

As Robert and I adjourned to our study, Robert commented he had something he had to do and he hoped it wouldn't upset me too much. Asking OPS for a video conference with Doc at Fort Connor his semi pleasant face appeared on our monitor.

 

Doc, I need a personal favor and you can charge me whatever you feel is adequate. Grandpa H died from an apparent Heart Attack in his sleep last night and I need to know and feel certain it was from natural causes. His family doctor has signed the death certificate, but I'd like you to do a thorough and complete autopsy assuring everyone it truly was from natural causes.

 

If you have any problems with getting time off from Fort Connor or any transportation issue... any issues... POTUS is more than willing to help in any way possible. You are without equal in the field of medicine both in the military and in the civilian world. I want the truth and I'll accept your word as fact.

 

Within hours Military Security secured the body at the hospital and awaited Doc's arrival. The hospital administration was adamant Doc didn't have privileges at their hospital and refused to allow him to perform the autopsy. With one conversation on his wrist com, the phone rang and the hospital administrator turned GREEN! As he hung up the phone he commented "How can we be of service?"

 

It took Doc hours to do the complete autopsy and every sample was sent out to redundant military labs for testing. There were no short cuts, it would take the better part of a week to have the results and if the results were known to the public, it would shocked the financial world of the United States.

 

A. Robert Harriman was assassinated by party or parties unknown. Because of the national security implications, POTUS set up an FBI and State Police task force to investigate. The Harriman family mansion was now a crime scene and police secured it as such. Search Warrants were issued for the residence and all property which the Son and Daughter resided. When the investigation was complete the State Attorney General files charges of 1st degree murder against Grandpa H's Son and Daughter-in-law. The motive being to kill him before he could revise his will.

 

It was as sensational leading news from most media for months and trying to protect our imps was a full time job. Only when we had them relocated to Fort Connor could we breathe easier as most imps aren't reading the major news outlets online every day.

 

The imps were devastated at the death of Grandpa H. The fathers agreed it wasn't in the best interest of the imps to learn that Grandpa H. had left them all of his estate. The imps were the richest kids in the United States. We wanted them to have a normal life and a future of their choosing. We fathers wanted to continue our careers in the Army and someone had to administer the massive empire Grandpa H. had created.

 

Inviting Dale, Dwight and "Allen" for dinner they knew what was going to be asked of them. As we adults relaxed in the Great Room after a fantastic Marriott meal, it was time to talk business after we served some fantastic 20 year old single malt Scotch Whiskey. OK, Time to talk business. Both of us fathers want to continue in our role with the United States Army. We can see the impact our lives are making and we are saving the lives of American Soldiers.

 

We need an administrator to handle the administrative role which is now vacant with the death of our Grandpa H. To keep everyone happy and prevent a congressional oversite committee charging we are creating a monopoly... our attorneys suggest Allen incorporate as a management service and contract with both D&D and Harriman Enterprises for professional services.

 

Dale and Dwight are the majority stockholders of D&D and I am the administrator of my grandfather's estate and hold the majority of stocks for Harriman Enterprises. If you are agreeable, let our attorney's get together and hammer out a deal that is fair and equitable for all, especially Allen. Allen will have the ability to add the additional staff required and full discretion in all actions.

 

I have no plans to sell the Family Mansion or Summer Home as I have fond memories of both growing up and I want my children to enjoy them as well. Besides, this Penthouse is D&D's home and I'm only renting it from them. Anytime you want to sell it, please let me make you an offer you won't be able to refuse.

 

POTUS was a happy executive when the business world learned of how Harriman Enterprises was being reorganized after the death of Grandpa H. I was firm with the attorney's this was to all be "above board" and within current laws. Within a few weeks, contracts were signed and now Allen had to find new Office Space to run his management company.

 

Luke and John to the rescue as they offered to add a new building of 20,000 square feet in their administrative complex with a most reasonable rental rate which Allen would never turn down. Yuuto came out of retirement to administer the building project and within six months this building was ready for occupancy. In the lobby was a massive oil portrait of A. Robert Harriman opposite a portrait of Dale Gordon Longdick-Allman. Two businessmen, philanthropist and servants of the people of the United States.

 

After a 90 day leave from the Pentagon, we returned to our normal work routine with an occasional few hours off to deal with the attorneys. Our sons were financially secure for the rest of their lives and keeping their wealth out of the media was the best way to keep them safe.

 

We hoped both of our sons would eventually fall in love and we wanted that love to be because of intense feelings and not because of the size of their brokerage account.

 

Fall would soon be here and it was time for their protectors to start preparing our sons to accept being in residence at Fort Connor. They loved being around the men and the food was even better than what was served at the Marriott. School is School whether at the Penthouse or at Fort Connor. Yes, our two imps were challenged because their brains would be the business leaders of tomorrow. We couldn't tell them the life they faced as adults. We wanted them to enjoy their growing up years and be as normal an imp as possible.

 

Robert and I visited the mausoleum often to bring flowers to his Grandpa and Grandma. They were his "parents" growing up and it was their values instilled into him. He regretted not telling them how much he loved them and appreciated them. We would make certain our imps knew how much we loved them every minute of every day.

 

When the trial of Roberts parents finally came to an end the jury rendered a verdict of guilty on all counts which carried a mandatory sentence of life in prison although they are eligible for parole after twenty years. (Hell will freeze over before they are released from prison!)

 

An expense that never failed to amaze us is how much we had to spend on clothes for our imps. Whatever we bought them they outgrew it within 6 months. Thank God they wore black BDUs most of the time at Fort Connor.

 

We had the Christmas Gala coming in a few months and it was a family tradition to celebrate with the administrative employees of Harriman Enterprises. So, the imps needed new suits and they wanted some new "hip" in style clothes which usually equates out to worn, torn, jeans at an outrageous price. Oh, well... if it makes them happy.

 

As the imps and their security detail were walking out of the mall and getting into their secure Range Rover at car sped by and sprayed the entire front of the building with automatic rifle fire. Zeus downed both imps and lay over them. His action saved their lives but his bravery was fatal. The imps were in tears learning of the sacrifice Zeus made to save them. It ruined the holiday season for them until Christmas Eve at Camp Phoenix when Luke gave the two imps a big box and when they opened it, they saw a beautiful Wolf puppy who stole their heart. When Luke told them Zeus was the puppy's dad, it was evident this would be a lifetime bond for the three of them. The new puppy would be named ARES.

 

We were fortunate none of the security detail received any life threatening injuries and the civilians injured only received non-life threatening wounds. We definitely would now give greater concern and security to any off-base excursions the imps would make. Someone, party or parties unknown wanted our imps dead.

 

The imps were sad when they were told that Ares needed to go to puppy school when you return to Fort Connor after Christmas Break. It will take six months for him to be trained and he will still be a loving puppy when he returns. (Only 60 pounds heavier.)

 

Quietly commenting to Allen at our Christmas get-a-way at Camp Phoenix asking if he had any corporate problems he was investigating. There were a couple of questionable transaction he was giving a closer look and I advised him to look FAST & DEEP. Someone is trying to kill our imps and that usually indicated something less than kosher business deals. Make certain your security detail is well armed and proactive.

 

Christmas was truly a memorable moment this year. Robert and I had a Christmas celebration at the Penthouse for the officers and staff we worked with at the Pentagon. It was our business family and we appreciated all the hard work they gave to our projects during the year. Even SecDef and the Joint Chiefs accepted our invitation, and we were all shocked when POTUS crashed our party and he knew no one was going to eject him. Asking for the floor he had an important announcement. Colonels Robert Adrian Harriman and Colonel Adam John Clark... for outstanding contributions to the United States Army have been promoted to the rank of Brigadier General. As the Chief of Staff of the Army swapped our Eagles for our Silver Star POTUS gave us our Commissioning Oath. We quietly commented to POTUS when you crash a party you sure know how to make an entrance!

 

The best moment of the night was when two imps wrapped their arms around us and told us how proud they were of us. We miss you two when we are at Fort Connor, but we know the work you do saves so many lives. We never want a child to feel homeless and abandoned because of the death of his parents. Your work allows a parent to love their children and have a forever family so we imps are proud of the work our fathers do.

 

As the party started to end, we had two exhausted and tired imps. Robert and I caried our two imps to their bedroom, helped them to undress and tucked them into bed. We kissed them goodnight and thanked God for bringing them into our lives.

 

Ares graduated with honors from War Dog school and we two Generals proudly saluted as the graduating class passed for review. Ares stood out as a leader in his Kevlar body armor, Seal of both POTUS, the Army and Alpha Zulu along with his rank of 1st Sergeant. Yes, we fathers were proud of our new Pup and we knew the imps would lavish him with love and more doggie treats than any dog should have.

 

As Ares handler brought him to us after the graduation ceremony he Saluted and commented for us to take good care of his buddy. He hated to see him go, he was his family. I asked the corporal if he had ever heard of Alpha Zulu... he commented he had heard rumors of such a unit but never knew it actually existed. How would you feel being on a base of 400+ gay soldiers? Blushing like a new bride, the Corporal stated he would fit right in. Asking OPS to cut transfer orders and give the Corporal a temporary assignment to my program at the Pentagon. We'll get him outfitted in Washington and our HR Dream Team can do the mountain of paperwork for his security clearance. We will billet him at the Penthouse till we can get his clearance for Fort Connor. Pack your bags Corporal, our jet is scheduled to leave immediately after our evening meal.

 

During our flight we learned a lot about our new Corporal. He wasn't as "Mountain Folks" as the Vances, but he definitely had mountain values taught him while he was growing up. We advised our young corporal he and Ares would be primarily responsible for the protection of our two imps and we expect you to protect them with your lives. If you feel this isn't a commitment you can make, we will do everything within our power to get you a posting you desire.

 

We had barely walked through the door of our Penthouse and were placing the order for our morning brunch. T&T knocked at the door and advised us there was a three star General here earlier looking for your young "corporal". He is expected at the White House with his four legged partner for dinner Friday at 2000 hours. Transportation will pick him up at 1930 hours.

 

First thing on Monday morning it was off to our Friendly tailor to be fitted for his new uniforms. He would be in shock when they arrived displaying the rank of 1st Sergeant. Yes, he and his four legged partner had parity by Presidential Executive Order.

 

Our new Republican POTUS had never met a wolf dog hybrid and had only read the glowing reports of how they excelled over the Malinois that were currently being used. It would take over ten years to totally change over to the new breed and programs such as Alpha Zulu had priority in the pups graduating with each class.

 

Robert and I tried to assure our young corporal that POTUS is just like any other over paid bureaucrat. If you start to get stressed just imagine him naked. It works every time. This is a simple meet and greet and he'll be more interested in your four legged friend than in you. I'm certain after Ares puts his paws on POTUS's shoulders and licks his face you won't have any problems. Whatever the White House kitchen serves, just pretend to enjoy it. You can always order from room service after you return back to the Penthouse.

 

Our corporal was timid when he asked: "He heard we had a jug of Moonshine around here". He could use a sip to fortify him for his evening with POTUS. Pouring him a sip and only one sip, it did help his demeanor and fortunately he had a dog on a leash to keep him pointed in the right direction.

 

1930 hours arrived and as our new 1st Sergeant and Ares left for the White House. We fathers now paced the floor of the Penthouse hoping there were no Faux Pas this evening. POTUS was truly interested in meeting and understanding the merit of this new addition to our military. After a long evening with our four legged friend, he thanked the 1st Sergeant and informed him it was a better briefing than he gets from the Joint Chiefs. POTUS promised to do his best to increase the size of the wolf breeding program in the next fiscal budget.

 

When we shared that information with SecDef he was doing handcarts in his office. Even with a Democratic Congress which supported most military programs, with POTUS endorsing the breeding program it was assured to be a line item in the military black budget.

 

It was approaching Halloween and our imps had only been at Fort Connor for a few months. When we opened our secure Email both of us fathers roared in laughter seeing our naked imp hanging from the Fort Connor flag poles. We wanted to immediately contact their protectors and ask what they did to warrant such behavior modification from the men of Alpha Zulu, but we accepted we would find out in good time. Few imps passed through Fort Connor without at least once having the experience of hanging from the flagpole naked at sunrise. Both of us fathers felt assured it wouldn't be the last time in the lives of our imps.

 

Our two imps were turning into two horny dogs and the men felt awkward even thinking about having sex with a General's son(s) even if the imps initiated the advance. Our sons were getting sexually frustrated and their immediate attention was to the two men who were with them 24/7, their protectors. Knowing both men usually had a major hardon at sunrise they planned a silent attack at dawn and by the time their protectors realized who was under their covers they would be engulfed in pleasure endorphins as the imps talented mouths sent their two protectors on an express train to Nirvana. Neither imp was prepared for the massive amount of cum produced by a horny adult and our "General" had not had time to "rub one out" in days. Our imps attempted to swallow all of the cum each man produced, but still large quantities shot from their nose and out of their mouths.

 

Our protectors reached for his imp, cuddled him and thanked the imp for a fantastic morning wake up call. Anytime you want to do it again, you know where we sleep every night. Hugging and kissing both imps two naked protectors and two naked imps headed to the shower and to start a new day.

 

Ares was still a pup yet no soldier on base wanted to put on pads and be his weekly exercise partner. So... we do it the old way by low squad inspection score and then by lottery. Ares needed the practice more than any other wolf dog at Fort Connor. He was still a playful pup and needed to learn there was time for play and there definitely was a time for work.

 

Finally, I asked the imps if they would put on the body pads and show the men Ares was just a loveable pup and not a monster to fear for their lives. After an hour of Ares tossing their padded bodies around like a chew balls, two imps emerged from their pads, took the hands of their protectors and as they walked to the mess hall they commented their bill would be for multiple serving of Vanilla Ice Cream with Homemade Hot Fudge Sauce during the next month.

 

Saying Ares is a playful pup is like saying being run over by an Abrams Tank is like being hit by a Vespa. GET A LIFE! You two need to put on the pads next week and get the experience of a lifetime and then you'll know why no one volunteers to be a practice dummy. Pull a fast one on us like that again and you two can use your hand at sunrise as we imps turn over and get an additional 20 winks of sleep.

 

Our imps had put us protectors on notice and frankly the thought of their mouths waking us up in the morning gave us an erection so hard we could pound nails with it. We know we have to admit to the fathers about our extra curricular activities with their sons so here is hoping they don't order a firing squad at sunrise.

 

In actuality, the fathers were much more understanding than we could have ever imagined. They only asked us if we initiated the sex: NO, did we force the imps: NO, did you enjoy it: HELL YES! Our sons aren't doing anything we didn't do at their age so why should we think any less of them or of you. Just PLAY SAFE you two!

 

Robert and I were just happy our sons were having a normal sexual development and not trying to be prudish about sex. Even when we knew they were locked away in the bedroom fucking or being fucked we gave them the same respect and privacy they gave their two fathers.

 

When David and Dwight purchased the Penthouse and had it remodeled all the bedroom had state of the art soundproofing which prevent us fathers from listening in on the evening antics of our sons. I doubt if they could be any worse than their fathers although Robert and I didn't start our sex lives until we were in college. But, did we make up for lost time. I didn't think I'd ever be able to put my legs together again after my first weekend orgy with Robert.

 

I do have to admit that a weekend in bed with Robert is equal to or greater than any Army PT program written and far more enjoyable. I wonder if the Joint Chiefs would take that recommendation under advisement or would I be pushing the envelope too far. Just the thought makes me smile when we are having a hectic day.

 

ALERT, ALERT... INCOMMING MISSILES, ETA 3 MINUTES. TAKE COVER! Imps were locked down in their secure bunker and fortunately quickly enough. Three cruise missiles impacted the vault door of their bunker and other than jamming the door which took maintenance over 10 hours to cut us out we accepted the fact we had a breach of security for anyone to have such accuracy to make a direct impact on the imps blast door. Once might be just an accident but three consecutive times... We have a traitor in our mist and when he is found he'll be spending a long time at Leavenworth. If we lose an imp, I'll demand the Judge Advocate General seek the death penalty and my only regret is we no longer use a firing squad.

 

It took months and thousands of man hours but finally it was determined it was a design engineer employed by the subcontractors who installed the blast door. He was in financial trouble and for a few strokes of his keyboard giving a hostile the exact GPS coordinates of the blast door he put the lives of every imp at Fort Connor at risk. I wanted to put him in a closed room with our War Dogs for five minutes and then the court system could do what they wanted to do with the remains.

 

I rarely take pleasure in any person in pain but the thought of Ares ripping his nuts off would have been fair retribution for endangering our imps.

 

Rumors started to surface on the dark web of a conspiracy to take over a commercial jetliner and crash it into Fort Connor. The explosion of the jet fuel alone would cause major destruction and the damage the jet would cause tearing through the base would be unimaginable.

 

Pentagon and Worthington planners started a 72 hour non-stop think tank to develop a response in such a scenario with the main concern being the protection of the imps. The only way to protect both the imps and the soldiers would be to destroy the plane the moment it entered restricted air space. The longer we waited to bring down the plane the greater the potential for it impacting Fort Connor and injuring imps and soldiers. No one wanted to give the order if it meant the deaths of United States citizens, but our role was to protect the imps of our brain trust. It we allow one attack to be successful, we would be guaranteed of additional attacks in our future. Regardless of the loss of civilian life, the first attack must be thwarted.

 

Our recommend action to POTUS was none too soon. The next week Fort Connor air space was penetrated by a commercial jet which refused all voice communication to change directions. The Pentagon and White House situation rooms went into full "war mode" and POTUS knew every second he hesitated could mean the lives of the imps living at Fort Connor. POTUS issued the order to blow the plane out of the sky and our drones emptied their missile bays and it was horrifying to watch both plane parts and bodies fall into the sea. The Navy and Coast Guard would be recovering bodies for over a week. Airport security was tightened and it was no surprise cancellation of airline tickets hit an all time high during the few days after the incident.

 

POTUS address the nation and made it clear the decision was his and his alone. Many a tough decision had crossed his desk in the Oval Office, but this has to be the most difficult decision any President has faced in recent years. Weighing the lives of civilians against the lives of our future brain trust. Let it be known whoever is responsible for this atrocity, there is no place on earth that you can hide that we won't find you and you will feel the full wrath of our nation.

 

Within a month POTUS was provided with proof naming the culpable party who had retreated into a system of caves within the Afghan Mountains. A squadron of B1 bombers dropped four M.O.A.B.s (Mother of All Bombs) and those of us in planning knew anyone within a ten mile radius of any bomb (Even in a cave) had their body liquified.

 

POTUS address the nation to announce his action and that the planner of the attack on American soil was presumed dead. The mountain cave system to which he retreated is now his tomb. POTUS closed his remarks to the American People commenting he now knew how Harry Truman felt when he authorized the use of Atomic bombs on Japan to end WWII.

 

The decision to take another life weighed so heavy on POTUS with a few weeks he announced to the Republican Party he would not run for a 2nd term. He fulfilled his oath as President, but he never wanted ever to do it again.

 

The imps quickly returned to a carefree life of school and an abundance of leisure time. The imps protectors made a major decision that would have long reaching impact on their lives. The imps would be offered to learn the ability to use firearms. You could have heard the screams of joy without a com and we fathers went berserk when we learned of their action. There was no way to rescind the action of the imps protectors without ruining their authority. We only hoped the protectors weren't making a decision that would cost an imp his life.

 

It only took our imps a few weeks and they were shooting expert with our standard issue Glock. We knew from experience a small frame Beretta would be an easier fit for their hand and both imps were shocked when they each received one from their fathers. It would be kept locked at the firing range and imps only had access to live fire with supervision.

 

Our imps ever proactive spent countless hours in the Laser Tag arena and they always seemed to be #1 & #2 on the high score board. Yes, they were becoming deadly accurate even without firing a live round. We fathers prayed the time would never arrive when they were forced to use this deadly skill.

 

The imps and their security detail were returning from a family birthday party of one of their fellow imps. Without warning, an RPG struck their armored Range Rover causing it to roll over numerous times leaving their protectors and security team unconscious. As the door to their vehicle was pried open the first face that appeared was greeted with a 9mm round between their eyes. The imps fought and defended their injured protectors and security team. They now quickly realized why they were taught to use the Glocks which were so large for their small hands.

 

The minute the explosion hit their armored vehicle, an automatic notice was sent to OPS for additional security. Army special forces descended upon the firefight and within a few minutes the quiet was deadening. The imps were finally safe once Army Special Forces secured the area and we fathers were basket cases until we could hold our sons and know they were safe.

 

Our protectors and security detail made a full recovery and I was proud of our sons who refused to leave the scene until the injured men were airlifted to the closest trauma center. Neither son was happy when the special forces medics strip searched them for any potential injury. We later told our sons the man was doing his job and if he failed to do it properly, we both would have demanded he be court martialed.

 

Both Robert and I knew our imps would need counseling. Even in combat, killing a hostile is still traumatic to the man pulling the trigger and that goes for imps as well. The Chaplain assured us he would take good care of our sons and would be available to help them however needed 24 hours a day.

 

Privately, SecDef told us we should be so proud of our sons. Their actions gave the "Rangers" time to reach the scene and neutralize the threat. Not many hostiles were anxious to stick their head into the armored vehicle after the first one got his brains blown out. Your sons did as well as any man in combat. Let's just hope they never have a similar experience ever again.

 

The attack upon our imps gave Allen greater incentive to take off the "gloves" and play "hard ball" with a couple of the Harriman companies. A mass of auditors descended upon two companies and with 24 hours it was apparent a major case of embezzlement and misuse of company funds had been uncovered. The authorities were notified and the CEO, CFO and anyone whose signature appeared on any document was arrested and placed in confinement.

 

They not only faced charges of misappropriation of company funds and assets... the FBI opened an investigation to see if they would face charges of ATTEMPTED MURDER of our imps. Regardless of the charges, they would be of the age to collect Social Security when they were released from prison. If the FBI found proof they were responsible for the attack upon our imps charges of security violations were the least of their worries, they would be charged with DOMESTIC TERRORISM which can carry a sentence of life in prison or death by lethal injection.

 

I made certain Allen got a big year end bonus from Harriman Enterprises for his outstanding work. And, Robert and I insisted he take a minimum of three weeks to vacation in our Virgin Island Penthouse. We advised Allen and his partner they could go peaceably or they could go in handcuffs and leg irons but they would take a three week vacation because we love them.

 

Allen was in shock when he saw the replacement for his flying palace which had been destroyed. We bought the prototype for the new Gulfstream G1000 corporate jet. Yes, it was a $75,000,000.00 USD hit to our corporate bottom line, but it was our way of telling a valued friend: JOB WELL DONE!

 

When the pilots saw their new plane, they both had multiple orgasms. They were physically drooling their approval. As the prototype was meant to impress the business magnates of the world it truly did. And now it had a bold gold "H" on the tail fin, and it was Allen's home away from home.

 

Why wasn't I surprised when Luke ordered the 2nd. Gulfstream G1000 to be delivered straight off the production line. Worthington Actual with Vertical Take Off and Landing would be gifted to D&D to replace their Flying Palace which had been destroyed. It would have been sending the wrong message for the two executives of the largest charity in the United States to be flying around in a $75 million dollar plane. Both Dale and Dwight were pleased with the "hand me down" of Worthington Actual.  

 

We fathers hoped that now we could have some peaceful quiet family time with our imps and as the threat index was low hopefully no one would be trying to kill any of us. Without warning, our coms went live with the now all too familiar: ALERT, ALERT... CONTINUITY OF GOVERNMENT PROTOCOL IS NOW IN EFFECT! THIS IS NOT A DRILL, I REPEAT THIS IS NOT A DRILL!

 

 

TO BE CONTINUED...

 

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