POTUS on Video Com for you Generals... At least it is 1400 hours and not 0200 hours so it can't be too bad... SEND HIM THROUGH! "Generals, I'd appreciate you being in my office at 1000 hours tomorrow... and bring a full security detail with you. Please and Thank You!" DISCONNECT!

 

WOW... "Please"... I didn't know that was even in the vocabulary of POTUS. Entering the Oval Office at 1000 hours sharp, we were surprised to see Dale and Dwight joining us in this "command performance". POTUS asked us to be seated and be comfortable. Coffee was on its way. Joining us with the coffee was the Vice-President. OK, now my curiosity was peaked!

 

Generals, I'm certain with all the media coverage you are aware of the new huge oil discovery in the Tennessee Mountain Valley. Talk about a "Beverly Hillbilly" saga and a real life "Jed Clampett". Only this story has a most unhappy ending.

 

The owner of the land where the oil was discovered instantly became a multi-millionaire with oil royalties increasing his wealth every day. He refused to leave his mountain home. He was raised there and he would die there and where have we heard that comment before?

 

I had the Vice-President on a fact-finding trip to the area as I wanted first hand information on the impact this was making to the area and its residents. During the trip, the Vice-President's son and a mountain boy fell in love and it quickly came to light the mountain boy was the son of our new millionaire. Yesterday, my Chief of Staff received this envelope with some most interesting photographs. Opening it we were surprised to see two young men ala natural enjoying some wild sex. "Do I even have to tell you who the two young men are?"

 

Along with the photographs were instructions to veto a bill passed by Congress when it reached my desk or our sons would be exposed publicly. It is no secret I am grooming the Vice-President to take my place when my eight years are up. He has offered to resign and I have refused his resignation.

 

To our surprise, when we informed his son of this blackmail... he offered to admit being gay to the press and remove any leverage they had on either me or his father. His teenage lover supported his decision and is joining him in the Press Room as soon as we finish this meeting.

 

To say we have a mess to clean up is an understatement. What neither boy knows is that the father of the young boy who is in love with the VP's son was killed a few hours ago. This makes the young man one of the richest teenagers in the United States.

 

I didn't ask the young men to "come out of the closet" to the national media. It was their decision. We will stand by them regardless of the outcome. But, for the moment... we want to place them in the protective custody of Alpha Zulu at Fort Connor.

 

Dale and Dwight have the connections to get a friendly judge to grant you custody and I will use my influence to have the Worthington Foundation oversee the assets of the father which has been left to his son. The reputation of the Worthington Foundation is without any history of impropriety.

 

As the White House Press Secretary started her morning briefing, our two young men entered the room and were introduced to the media present. The VP's son went to the podium and standing proudly admitted he was gay and in love with the young man beside him. Someone unknown is trying to pervert government by blackmailing my father and the President. I am gay, we are gay and we are in love. We have nothing to be ashamed of! As his quiet shy partner joined him at the podium they wrapped their arms around each other and the kiss they shared left every person in the room with soggy underwear. They were indeed in love.

 

As POTUS and the VP joined them at the podium they confirmed they had not asked the young men to "come out of the closet" to the American People. This was their decision and we would support them regardless of the consequences.

 

POTUS asked the young men to wait in the Oval Office, he had to finish this Press Conference. Once the young men left one of the senior reporters for a national media asked the question there were rumors coming out of Tennessee that the father of the young man we just met had been killed. POTUS confirmed the rumor and thanked the press for not asking the question until the young men had left. They had yet to learn of the death of the man. He now had to go tell his son and his son's lover of the death of the father. This isn't a job anyone is prepared to do.

 

Dale and Dwight were immediately on the way to a friendly judge and within hours Alpha Zulu had custody of the young mountain boy. The VP quietly told me his son wouldn't leave the side of this young man, so we now had two additions to Fort Connor. "I know you'll do what you do best... Protect those imps!"

 

As POTUS and his VP held the boys in their arms he assured them they would always have a home and a family. Right now, we are asking you to join our Generals at Fort Connor so you will be out of the public eye until this all blows over. We'll make arrangements for the funeral service and security so you two can attend. This funeral will be a media "nightmare" and the "sharks" will do anything then can to make either of you show emotion. Listen to the men at Fort Connor. They have been through this before and they only want to help you. They will protect you with their life.

 

As two tearful imps held each other as we returned to Andrews and then onto Fort Connor. If the security detail wasn't traumatizing enough Doc even being understanding was indeed terrifying considering the amount of blood he drew from each imp.

 

Neither imp had any embarrassment bending over the exam table and baring their ass. Their naked bodies would be leading the news in every major market in the United States tonight. These were two very beautiful young men and they had nothing of which to be ashamed. We knew the photographs were only the "tip of the iceberg" and we only wondered how soon we would be facing new challenges.

 

The funeral was emotional, and our young mountain boy was held securely in the arms of his lover for support. The mountain community instantly had over 500 media personnel and satellite trucks broadcasting this funeral to the world. Alpha Zulu provided the perimeter security and our Wolf War Dogs assured no one would get close to the young men.

 

I sent a detail to secure their home in the mountain and to retrieve any important documents they could find. (Look for the family bible... the most common place these documents usually reside.)

 

The mayor and sheriff needed the assurance that nothing would be done to jeopardize the influx of money this oil discovery would be making to their community. Our War Dogs encouraged them to table their inquiry for future discussion.

 

Finally, battling our way through all the media we return to our vehicles and made a fast trip back to the local airfield. I have to remember to thank the Worthingtons for having this monstrosity with VTOL (Vertical Take Off and Landing). It sure made this trip so much easier even if our arrival traumatized the residents of the community.

 

The minute the detail we sent to recover documents and anything of value returned we were in the air and on our way to Fort Connor. Even without asking POTUS had a squadron of fighter jets providing us with protection all the way back to Fort Connor.

 

We had billeted both young men in our guest rooms of our home until we could feel comfortable they weren't a threat to themselves. Doc and the Chaplains would be working overtime. None of us want to see any harm come to these precious imps.

 

We didn't put them on a suicide watch, but we had the Sergeants make our soldiers aware of the circumstances and encouraged them to help as they had in the past with traumatized imps.

 

Our two new imps enjoyed our ala natural clothing optional policy at our swimming pool. The camp grapevine quickly notified everyone on base our young mountain man was one hung stud. "Down to his knees and as thick as his wrist" was the prevailing comment. His impish lover only smiled when he heard of the comments, took the hand of his lover and locked the bedroom door as they entered for an early night of "sleep"... Ya, right... do I have some swamp land to sell you!

 

After a month, Dale and Dwight were on my com with their preliminary findings regarding the assets our young mountain stud now inherits. Outright, he is worth in excess of $100,000,000.00 USD from his father's accounts and the residuals oil rights are generating in excess of $1,000,000.00 USD per month additional. I won't even speculate what he will be worth after we finish investing his funds but to say he is one rich kid who never has to work a day of his life is an understatement. "Unless he asks, I have no indication of informing him. You know the old saying: "Money corrupts"... he is a sweet innocent young man in love. Let him enjoy it while he can.

 

We have had rich imps before at Fort Connor and the men treated them the same as any other imp. It helped them to grow into fine young men and be productive members of society. Whether or not college was in our Mountain stud's future was unknown but Harvard and the Castle was a given for the VP's son. That is if he can get out of bed most mornings.

 

The one thing that was for certain they were in love and during their counseling sessions with the Chaplain they asked what they had to do to be married. It never shocked the Chaplain and he asked permission to break confidence and discuss it with our Commanding Generals.

 

As our Chaplain rarely request a meeting with us so it made us smile these two men were so mature as to consider marriage at their young age. Telling the Chaplain to put them through his pre-marital counseling and if he feels this is the right step in their future, I'd approve the marriage.

 

Why wasn't I surprised when OPS announced I had a VP on the com who was out for blood. "Generals, we sent the imps to Fort Connor for you to protect them not to run a marriage service." My wife is having a difficult enough problem accepting our son is gay and now I have to tell her our son is marrying a gay man. I may need to move into that mini mansion you have at Fort Connor.

 

The Vice-President looked shocked when I told him to tell his wife the MAN your son is marrying is worth in excess of $100,000,000.00 USD. Accept the marriage or she will probably lose her son. DISCONNECT! (This time by me.)

 

Now I had to really challenge our young lovers. I asked both young men to join me in my secure conference room. To say they were terrified of the meeting would be an understatement. These damn six stars aren't always an asset.

 

First, I have approved the Chaplains request to marry you two young lovers after you complete his premarital counseling. But, before you make the final decision I have to share a fact that I have kept confidential. You, my young mountain stud, inherited over $100,000,000.00 USD from your father when he died. Not even considering the investments Dale and Dwight are making with your funds, the oil royalties are adding in excess of $1,000,000.00 a month to your wealth.

 

If you two are married, your partner will gain half of your assets unless you have a pre-nuptial contract. You two need to talk it over and if you want a Pre-Nup... let me know and I'll have an Army JAG officer draw it up for the two of you.

 

Now you have much to discuss so I suggest you take a walk to the meditation garden and share the feelings of your heart. Whatever the two of you decide, you have my support!

 

Why wasn't I surprised when two hours later they walked hand in hand to their bedroom and I heard the door close and lock. Both of them were walking mighty funny for flag raising the next morning and I knew a wedding feast would shortly be celebrated at Fort Connor.

 

The happy couple planned a June wedding and refused the offer of a White House wedding and opted to celebrate their marriage with their friends at Fort Connor. POTUS and the parents weren't invited to the bachelor party so I missed the "bullet" of having to explain some of the gifts to my "boss". (And, I'm certain Mom would have fainted if she had been here.)

 

We were never prouder of two men as they spoke their wedding vows: "I Douglas VanDyke take you Jamie Williams as my partner in this life and the next. To love, to cherish and together improve this world for mankind."

 

The Chaplains provided a beautiful service and it was so obvious these two young men were in love. As I overheard the newlyweds perusing the gift table, they wondered why they needed "ball gags"? I whispered in their ears the rooms at the Castle aren't soundproof. Two blushing newlyweds got the message!

 

Everyone enjoyed the wedding feast of Prime Rib of Buffalo with all the trimmings. The Wedding Cake was outstanding with the possible exclusion of the four corners being marked "RESERVED FOR GENERALS"... At least our War Dogs didn't eat the four corners of this wedding cake.

 

Dale and Dwight gave the newlyweds a month in their Virgin Island Penthouse as a wedding present. OPS conspired and we had daily satellite pictures of our two lovers swimming ala natural in the moonlight at their private beach. Yes, we started a wedding album to "gift" to them when they returned as well as a slide show on the big monitor in the mess for us all to enjoy embarrassing them. We were the ones surprised; they weren't embarrassed.

 

I wondered how much emphasis the Chaplain placed upon Protected Sex because we knew Dale and Dwight would be making them fathers shortly after they returned.

 

We all knew what was on the agenda when the Worthingtons invited us all to Camp Phoenix for a long weekend. After a great Friday night meal, we adjourned to the Great Room and Dale and Dwight shared they had an important announcement. Our two lovers hadn't used any protection while having sex on their honeymoon. (Two embarrassed lovers turned 20 shades of RED!)

 

Handing them a portfolio of a beautiful young imp that desperately needed loving parents they could think of no two people who would love him more. Walking hand in hand out of the Great Room our two lovers only commented if his partner was "knocked up" then he could really enjoy sex without worrying about him getting pregnant. Don't be surprised if we skip breakfast! NITE!!!

 

Sliding under the 800 threat count Egyptian Cotton Sheets they held each other and quietly discuss if they wanted to be parents and if they were ready to be parents. "Is anyone ever ready for parenthood?" The VP and his wife had already shared with their son he was the result of a night of wild sex and they still loved him as part of their life. We'll have a young'n to raise and love... to be our future and to carry on the legacy we create. We have our answer so take me to bed and fuck my brains out all night. (It took over an hour for both men to get out of bed the next morning.) They missed breakfast but took all the chiding from good friends at lunch.

 

Dale shared with me when they needed to be at the orphanage and I would make all the security arrangements. Never again would we have an imp killed on the steps of an orphanage. This newest imps had over 400 big brothers that would love him, help to raise him and would protect him with their lives.

 

Warmly greeted by the Orphanage Administrator it was love at first sight as a young imp went running into the arms of his new fathers. With his arms around their necks they were given an endless number of hugs and kisses. Our new fathers knew they had made the right decision. Whatever the future held they would be the proud parents of their son.

 

The next challenge to face was breaking the news to "grandma"... Advised by his father not to video conference till after 2000 hours and he'd make certain "grandma" was well conditioned with a few cocktails before he broke the news. Grandma only demanded they came home the next day for some home cooked food and so she could spoil her new grandson. Sometimes one misses the bullet, and this was definitely one of those times.

 

The fathers learned quickly to protect their vital appendages when they heard the scream "INCOMMING" as they were waking in the morning. "Dad" knew exactly what had happened when he heard the scream of anguish from the bedroom of his son. As his partner hugged and cuddled the little imp, proactive "gramps" handed his son an ice pack. Smiling at his son he commented: "Paybacks are hell but so good when they are relished". Our young father saw no humor in his father's comment.

 

When his partner leaned over and whispered: "Do you want me to kiss it and make it all better"? The blood "rushing south" only increased the anguish of the accident. "I will get even, guaranteed!"

 

When the news was shared over the Fort Connor Grapevine most men cringed in empathy and was glad it wasn't them. A part of fatherhood one will laugh about 20 years later but at the moment... "MORE ICE, PLEASE"!

 

Grandma wondered where her son was when breakfast was being served. Grandpa only commented their son was having difficulty getting out of bed. He'll survive but he won't be walking comfortably for a few days. I know from personal experience. Grandma smiled knowing exactly what had happened. (She served her son breakfast in bed without any personal comments.) "Thanks Mom! I love you!!!"

 

Grandma couldn't keep her hands off of the little guy and announced to the family she was taking him shopping. You men have no idea of what a young boy needs to wear. Dad only handed her his "Black Card" and accepted his fate of paying the bill when it arrived.

 

ALERT, ALERT... FORT CONNOR IS ON A SECURITY LOCKDOWN. SECURE THE BASE! Asking OPS who issued the lockdown I was somewhat shocked when they answered POTUS. I knew whatever had happened I would eventually be "read in". Until then keeping the imps secure was my top priority.

 

POTUS on a secure com for you... at least now I'll find out what happened. Generals, there was an assassination attempt on the wife of the Vice-President while she was out shopping for her new grandson. Until we know more, everyone on the "A" list is in lockdown.

 

Bringing up Dale and Dwight on my video com I appraised them of the incident and asked if there was anything we needed to know about our new imp. We still don't yet know who the intended assassination victim was and when our war dogs got done with the shooter, he'll only be confessing to St. Peter.

 

The adoption was straight forward and without incident, but we'll have Worthington Intelligence do a "deep dive" on the parents and see if there is anything to be found. Give us some time for a preliminary report. A full report can take 4-5 days.

 

Dale and Dwight weren't smiling when a few hours later then confessed their initial finding. It appears the biological father of our imp was an important member of the Knights of the White Camelia. It is rumored his killing was because he had embezzled millions of dollars of assets belonging to them. This is all rumor, but we thought you'd like to know.

 

Bringing up the fathers on a secure com I appraised them of my findings. Talk with your son and see if there is anything his biological father told him that might be important. The only item their son thought was weird is that his father gave him his teddy bear and told him to never lose it. OK, we need you and your sons back at Fort Connor immediately. Bring the "bear" with you.

 

Walking up to Medical I asked Doc if we could meet in his office. I know this isn't business as usual for you but you have the equipment to do the job. I want you to Xray, CAT Scan and/or MRI a Teddy Bear to see if there isn't anything abnormal in it. Don't ask me why, I can't tell you. Doc smiled and only commented his services would cost a case of 20 year old single malt paid in advance. There goes my Scotch consumption for the month.

 

Within minutes of arriving back at Fort Connor I was meeting with the Fathers and their son. Asking politely if I can borrow "Mr. Bear" I promised I would return him shortly and he wouldn't be damaged.

 

Doc hit paydirt with the first Xray. There was a foreign body in the bear that was abnormal. Asking Doc if he could remove it and then suture the Bear afterwards... Doc only smiled and commented "Make that 2 cases of Scotch"!

 

Extracting the foreign body from Mr. Bear it was a capsule containing some micro document. Doc offered to let me use his microscope at no charge (Gee, thanks Doc!) and it was all too apparent it was the routing number for a bank account.

 

Bringing Luke into my conspiracy he asked the head of his accounting department to join the conference and when the account information was entered, he was shocked to tell me the balance was $50,750,257.10 USD. We now knew who the assassins were after and why. Today is a day Dale and Dwight would long remember. I ordered the transfer of the total amount to the Worthington Foundation General Account. I'm certain they can find a good use for the money.

 

Asking Luke to walk over to their office and resuscitate the pair after you give them the good news... I know they can find a better use for the money than returning it to the Knights of the White Camelia. This money would allow for major upgrades in facilities and staff at all the Worthington Foundations homes. Asking who they needed to thank for being so generous I told them it was an anonymous gift and the donor wished to remain nameless.

 

Only Doc and I knew about the source of the money and when he learned of what I had done the old curmudgeon only commented he'd settle for one case of Scotch as payment in full.

 

Alpha Zulu was now the target for revenge from the Knights of the White Camelia. Been there, done that before so what is new. I have a clean conscious and would sleep well that night. Our little imp had no need to know his biological father was a domestic terrorist attempting to destroy our great country.

 

The trauma of coming out of a "dead sleep" to the warning of "Alert, Alert, incoming missiles and unauthorized planes... all men to duty stations, this is not a drill, I repeat this is not a drill!" The adrenalin rush puts ones body into high gear and the muscle memory goes into automatic as we quickly slip into our BDUs and remove our weapons from the wall safe. The imps are locked down and I confirm their locations on my smart phone just be feel assured.

 

"60 seconds to impact, everyone take cover!" The blast door to the imps bunker closed behind me and a full compliment of Wolf Dogs greeted me with fangs barred. (I have to remember to stock the armory in the imps bunker with doggie treats.) "Sorry guys, I'll have to owe you!"

 

I no more than got the words out of my mouth and explosion after explosion rocked Fort Connor. I knew the men had adequate warning to take cover and if anyone was foolish enough to attempt to breech our secure island it would be the last thing they do in this life.

 

Our defenses were really being tested... men on aerial kites, small fast speed boats and even four men who tried a halo drop. Our automated defenses eliminated the majority of these men attempting to breech our defenses and our resident Sharks enjoyed a late night treat. The few intruders who made it to our land perimeter were met with a massive force of resistance and unfortunately went down fighting. The only good part of this intrusion is most of the imps slept through it and we'd have the bodies in the morgue for autopsy before any of the imps headed out for flag raising in the morning.

 

Someone was spending a hell of a lot of money and forfeiting mens lives to retrieve something that had already been discovered and now out of their reach. Only three people knew about the money and none of us would ever divulge the details of the donation to the Worthington Foundation. Doc did a fine job suturing Mr. Teddy Bear so even he wasn't going to admit anything. Come sunrise, it was business as usual at Fort Connor.

 

POTUS, SecDef and the VP were on my screen the minute our staff meeting had concluded. They wanted the facts and don't "sugar coat" anything. I was straight forward: "Individuals unknown attempted to breach the security of Fort Connor by numerous means and all were thwarted. Alpha Zulu received no injuries, and the hostiles were eliminated by multiple means. We simply fulfilled the mandate given to us to PROTECT OUR IMPS"!

 

"I would advise you kick your intelligence services in the ass and figure out who is behind this and why we are worth the vast investment of money and men. Apparently the "head of the snake" still exists and has only mutated. You'll have my full report by end of day."

 

Why wasn't I surprised when OPS announced Luke Worthington is on Video Com and has been waiting for you to finish with POTUS. BRING HIM ON! Luke looked tired and exhausted and it was obvious he didn't get much sleep last night. "See what you started!" Luke, you and I both know these attacks would have happened as long as we had the information as to the location of the embezzled funds. How did Dale and Dwight take the news. "It took two shots of Pa Vance's moonshine to resuscitate them back to functionality. It is the largest donation ever received by the Worthington Foundation."

 

Ask them to issue a press release about the anonymous donation and what it will allow the Worthington Foundation to accomplish to improve the lives of the children they serve. Also, I suggest you double their security detail for a few weeks.

 

As POTUS was the speaker for the Annual Worthington Foundation fund raising dinner, the $1,500.00 USD a plate dinner was always packed and not an empty chair in the room. It didn't matter what POTUS said, people just wanted to get the opportunity to mingle with this man of power. Dale and Dwight closed the evening event thanking the nameless individuals whose donation will make it possible for us to help so many imps this year and in our future. "Whoever you are, may God bless you for helping so many children."

 

I doubted if the Knights of the White Camelia had any conscience but at least they knew their money was lost and it would be used for a good purpose. Attack Fort Connor all you want but you are wasting money and lives.

 

Summer is fast approaching and the imps will be wanting to return home and spend quality time with their parents. We "adults" at Fort Connor have to accept the loss of our older imps as they head off to the college or university of their choice. Not every imp will go to Harvard and live at the Castle... but we demand a security plan in place before we will let them leave. A parent has never challenged us on this policy.

 

I talked with our commanders at the Castle and advised them one imp would be attending Harvard and living at the Castle that we need to make some special arrangements for. His married to a stud of a Mountain boy who is rich enough to buy the Castle and Fort Connor and then fire all of us. Actually, he is a pretty neat kid but I am concerned with his becoming quickly bored if we can't find him something productive to do.

 

Advise your administrative team of the challenge and I'd like some options as soon as possible. They are in love and I don't want to lose a future member of our brain trust because of an upset partner. I have little doubt if it becomes a choice between Harvard, the Castle and the man he loves... Harvard and the Castle will lose.

 

In addition, you need to warn your men our Mountain Boy is hung like a bull moose and his partner can't get enough of him. They truly are two matched nymphomaniacs. I could see the Castle's Commanders smile as they knew the perfect room for the two of them. The only room in the Castle that had been soundproofed out of necessity by the men. We never made it public knowledge, but in this case, it truly was a solution to our pending problem.

 

The men were enjoying the "quiet before the storm" and making good use of the swimming pool and tanning without those ugly tan lines. I was so jealous of the NCOs. I'd have given my six stars to be able to join the men at the pool and just be one of them. People rarely consider any of the negatives that come with this rank. If I have to tell one more imp of a family member being killed or dying I will request to go on inactive status. The chaplains keep telling me I'm so much better at giving the imps the horrific information then they could ever be. I wonder if they are just pumping my ass full of sunshine or I really can relate to the imps and help them to accept this as part of their lives.

 

All the recent incursions show that Fort Connor is well constructed and far better construction than any military installation of which I know. Yes, we have to repair the façade after an attack but the structures survive with little damage. Yuuto was a fantastic project manager and I can never thank him enough for what he has done for Fort Connor. That special imp is well deserving of retirement and quality time with his family (and Koi).

 

As I was just standing in the middle of the imps soccer field enjoying the quiet before they all return from summer break my COM sounds an alert and POTUS is demanding and immediate conference with me.

 

As I raced to our secure conference room the view screen appears and POTUS and SecDef aren't smiling. "Generals, we are facing the ultimate challenge to Fort Connor". I just finished a call with Uri Leib, the Prime Minister of Israel and as reluctant as he was to tell me, the implications are terrifying.

 

"Israel has lost one of their nuclear submarines!"