Oh, my head! The price Shawn and I and most of the men of Alpha Zulu are paying this morning for the fun we had last night. Considering I'll only have one bachelor party in my life I have to smile at all the work and wonderful surprises the men built into ours. POTUS was in the mood even if the Secret Service limited his intake of alcohol. (Spoil Sports!!!)

 

Today is the big day, Shawn and I will be bound together as partners for all eternity. Looking at the sleeping stud on the opposite side of our bed, I can only imagine what his head will feel like when he stirs to a conscious level this morning.

 

Ah, my partner stirs... slowly, ever so slowly. As his eyes open he only asks: "How much did we drink last night? "If you need to ask than you drank too much!" OK, then answer me this one... who was that hunk of a chocolate stud that burst forth in all his naked glory out of our cake last night. Talk about showing off all your "assets" to the men of Alpha Zulu.

 

I reminded my partner to be in a few hours he would be relegated to look and no touch. That hunk of gay masculinity is the new senior tech in our OPS center. What a combination, great looks, a body built by God and hung more than an Army mule. Someone better grab him quick because I doubt if he'll be on the available market for long.

 

A bright and chipper POTUS joined us for flag raising and only commented we looked like death warmed over. "Nest time, you drink and lend us your Secret Service detail." That comment had everyone within earshot roaring in laughter. POTUS and his partner our Vice President were our best men and the Command Master Sergeant had to hold a lottery to select our groomsmen and ushers. Our chapel was packed to capacity and it only affirmed what we knew... the men were bonding with us.

 

Looking at our Cardinal Chaplain prior to the service, he looked in worse shape than either Shawn or myself. I'm glad he joined with the men last night and enjoyed himself. The man is a workaholic and rarely gives himself any time for personal pleasures or interactions.

 

OPS announces: "Worthington Actual on final approach" as the Command Master Sergeant and a security detail quickly head to the airfield. Our wedding wouldn't be complete without Mama Bear in attendance. Luke and John each took one of her hands and headed her toward the chapel. Mama Bear was immaculately dressed, wearing a business suit that cost more than my annual paycheck, a pearl necklace and pearl drop earrings. She was the consummate business executive.

 

It took longer for all of our guests to file into the chapel than it did for our Cardinal Chaplain to perform the service. Our mess staff got smart and simply prepared two dozen individual "corner pieces" so we Generals would stop fighting of who got what. Our Mess 1^st Sergeant is getting a commendation when he receives his annual review.

 

Exiting the Chapel, the beauty of fifty raised sabers for us to walk under never fails to amaze me. It is a mark of honor and respect by the men of Alpha Zulu. These men are our team but more importantly our friends.

 

As POTUS rose to toast us newlyweds he commented we Generals had elected to defer our honeymoon till after they had adjusted to Fort Connor. But, I am issuing a Presidential edict, our two Generals are off duty until retreat tomorrow night and I'm certain the Command Master Sergeant can find a number of men (and a few wolf war dogs) who will volunteer to be posted as security at the door of their billet. (Luke and John whispered in our ears if we couldn't remember what to do on a honeymoon, they would lend us one of their DVDs.) The look Mama Bear gave her sons could have been as lethal as Medusa's head.

 

Suddenly, POTUS's wrist com went off in silent mode and OPS advised he had an emergency video.com from Tel Aviv. Asking us Generals if he could borrow our conference room, I had the Command Master Sergeant escort him and enter the access codes.

 

On the big screen was the face of a very concerned Uri Leib. "Mr. President, thank you for taking my call so promptly." The Mossad has redundant verification The Family has placed an open contract on me and my family. As leaders of our respective countries, we know the risks we face daily and I have no thought of changing my schedule or cowering in a protective shell. I do fear for the safety of my young son. He has already had one family member killed and if an assassin is successful, I don't want my son to be traumatized by being forced to watch my death.

 

I am requesting political asylum for him and for him to be assigned to the Alpha Zulu program. I have two fighter jets warming up on the airfield only waiting for your consent to grant asylum and Melech will be airborne and on his way to the United States.

 

Returning to the festivities, POTUS quietly asked Mama Bear and Colonel De to join him in the Mini Mansion after we get the "love birds" tucked into their "love nest" for the night.

 

Joining POTUS in the Great Room of the Fort Connor Mini Mansion, POTUS offered Mama Bear and Colonel De a nightcap of his precious 100 year old Brandy. Gloria graciously accepted and Colonel De only commented he wasn't taking any chance of jump starting his body and having the repeat of the after effects from last night.

 

Turning to Mama Bear, POTUS commented he fully understood the unique relationship she had with the Leib family. I don't want to put any undue trauma on you, but would you please ask Luke and John if they will help this young man to adjust to Fort Connor and convince him this isn't a jail. We are all here to protect him and to help him grow. "Of course, Mr. President."

 

Colonel De... you already have two young monsters in training to handle... do you feel you can make it three? Yes, we can always find him a dedicated protector, but for the moment it would be best to keep him in a small social circle till he feels loved and secure here at Fort Connor. "I serve at the pleasure of the President."

 

POTUS commented he'd read the Generals in on this situation when they return from their night of sexual bliss. (If he only knew the first twelve hours in their quarters all our two newlyweds did was SLEEP!)

 

As Mama Bear was leaving the Mini Mansion she asked OPS if they could have Luke and John join her in the chapel. Even at the lateness of the hours, her sons new this was of major importance. Explaining to her sons there would be arriving shortly a young Jewish child who there had been a fatwah issued on his family. POTUS is granting him political asylum and there is a high probability his father will be assassinated while he is in residence here.

 

Don't try to over sell this imp, he is far from dumb. He will need friends and if the worse case scenario were to happen... he is going to need some strong arms to support him and help him to survive this nightmare.

 

POTUS and his partner flew out and returned to Washington late that evening. Both to continue the political battles but also to clear out the airspace so the Israeli Jets had access and could land at Fort Connor.

 

0500 hours the next morning POTUS was in conference with the Generals advising them of what had happened during their brief overnight exile. What transpired was not meant to exclude you... we all just wanted you to be able to enjoy at least a few relaxing hours as partners in life. None of us know how long we will be upon this earth. Just love this new little imp and I'll know you'll help him to endure whatever he will be forced to face in life.

 

Almost immediately after POTUS disconnected from their video.com, OPS advises we have two Israeli Jets requesting permission to land. GRANTED! Advise security if they aren't authorized in our system not to be too concerned. Their trip was hastily arranged. Bring them to my office once security has completed with them.

 

Two Israeli Officers knocked and requested permission to enter my office. GRANTED and be comfortable. I asked OPS to have Luke and John report to my office ASAP! (I swear, those two imps had been taking lessons from the three star General who is the military aide for POTUS.) I introduced Luke and John as two special imps I would trust with my life which had them beaming from ear to ear. Asking them to take our young guest to the Mess, I'm certain it has been a long trip and I doubt if Israeli Military Jets serve inflight meals.

 

Offering their hands in friendship to Melech, they walked as old friends and headed toward the mess. The smell was intoxicating and the only thing my guest pilots, Shawn and I wanted was STRONG BLACK COFFEE!

 

After breakfast our three guests headed off to Medical so Doc could do his thing. As our Israeli "Jet Jockeys" would only be on base until they recharged their bodies with some food and sleep their blood tests were minimal. When it came to Melech, Doc kept drawing tube after tube of blood and being overly proactive. Advising Melech he needed one shot updated and it had to go in his bum. The young imp never hesitated, bent over the table and dropped his pants. Doc was quick and thorough and within minutes our new imp was chipped and we could all breathe easier.

 

Melech was used to being around gay military men. Israel has the most gay friendly military in the world. Alpha Zulu didn't even faze him. The first day after school Melech was racing Luke and John to see who would get into the pool first. Our three imps were bonding as "family" and they didn't even know how close they were related. Three naked imps were cannonballing everyone in the pool and the men got even by dunking them repeatedly until they were sputtering water and gasping for air.

 

Shortly after his first month in residence we knew Melech had accepted Luke and John when we rose to find our trilogy of terrors hanging naked from our base flagpoles glistening in the morning sun.

 

POTUS and Mama Bear were elated knowing the three imps were bonding so well and so quick. It wouldn't be long until that bond of friendship would be tested to its limits.

 

Hikaru was coping with the potential stress he was facing by enjoying quality time with his special forces Japanese Marine friends. Suddenly, the command was issued to stand at attention and fortunately everyone was in uniform this time. As the Base Commander entered, he asked to talk with Hikaru privately. The Palace had just notified him of the passing of the Emperor. Although it would take some time for the National Diet to officially confirm him as REGENT, both the Palace and the Military wouldn't take any chance for our little imp to be injured, abducted or assassinated. Hikaru returned to the Palace with his normal security detail escorted by a convoy of 100 of his Special Forces friends armed to the teeth. No one would take any chance of harm to this special imp we all loved.

 

As Hikaru entered and talked with the deceased Emperors son, he wrapped his arms around the young imp and swore his allegiance to him as the rightful heir to the Chrysanthemum Throne. As Hikaru was held in the strong arms of his partner that night, he wept at the passing of the Emperor and asked God to give him the strength to meet the challenges he now faced. Only in the security of their bedroom could Hikaru let down his guard and show the emotions caused by the stress he faced. Hikaru accepted his destiny and duty and would assure the Chrysanthemum Throne would still be honored when the "Crown Prince" was of age to ascend to the role of Emperor.

 

POTUS made it clear to his cabinet and the Secret Service HE WOULD be attending the funeral of the Emperor. Whatever they needed to do just make it happen! Air Force One would be wheels up in 48 hours. Hikaru was a close and personal friend and POTUS valued his friendship above his role of being Regent.

 

As the arriving guests were being introduced to Hikaru as Regent and the Crown Prince as the Heir Apparent... Hikaru embraced POTUS and it was a photo that led on the front page of every major newspaper in the world and the lead story on every major electronic media in the world. When the Hashimoto family (Senior, Junior and his young son) were introduced to the Regent and Heir Apparent... they pledged their sacred honor to the Chrysanthemum Throne. There was an immediate attraction between the youngest Hashimoto and the Heir Apparent. We all knew Hikaru would never stand in the way of true love but here was over 10 years before this young imp could sit as Emperor on the Chrysanthemum Throne. If Hikaru only knew the challenges he would face in the future, he would have returned to the United States with POTUS.

 

Worthington Actual on final approach to Fort Connor! Shawn and I only wondered what fire we now had to put out. Mama Bear was all smiles as she walked down the plane ramp and had her identification verified. Meeting her at the airfield we asked if she wanted to be transported to see her sons. "In time Generals, but for now we need the privacy of your conference room." If you thought you missed the "bullet" at your nuptials, oh... how wrong you are. For the last few weeks, we have been actively searching the Worthington supported orphanages to find some potential young sons for you to add as your family. Commanding Generals of Alpha Zulu have always found time to be parents as well as administrators and you two are no different.

 

Here are the portfolios on five traumatized imps who need a strong and secure family. I plan on spending the night and I ask before I fly out after our evening meal tomorrow the two of you have selected one of them to be your son.

 

Now, if you'll be kind enough to point me toward my sons, I need to coerce the Mess 1^st Sergeant for a large bowl of Vanilla Ice Cream and way too much Hot Fudge Topping. I know three imps that won't hesitate to share it among themselves.

 

The Alpha Zulu grapevine was in overdrive and every man on base knew what we Generals were doing for the next 24+ hours. Unless it was an ALERT or an Emergency the Command Master Sergeant made certain we weren't interrupted. The decision we were to make would impact the life and future of one very important imp.

 

Mama Bear had really been proactive. Contained with the portfolios of potential sons were letters of support from POTUS, the Vice President, the Secretary of Defense, the Secretary of State, the Joint Chief, the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court and our Cardinal Chaplain. DAMN, THAT WOMAN HAS CLOUT!

 

Shawn and I were in tears as we read the five horror stores of these precious imps. How any human can treat another human, especially a child, with such contempt. By the time we were exhausted and decided we needed sleep before we could consider making any decision... both of us wished the old English sentence of being "drawn and quartered" could be brought back for the individuals who preyed on children. The condemned men were publicly castrated, hung till they were nearly dead but still conscious, disemboweled and then had their four extremities removed and their head mounted on a pike. This world has no place for child molesters.

 

Neither Shaw or I could sleep... finally at 0300 hours we gave up, showered and headed off to the mess and the wonderful aroma of strong black coffee. The mess sergeant was being proactive and figured we would be having a stressful night. "Some fresh pastries and coffee should help to jump start your brains so you can make the right decision."

 

We were truly starting to believe the selection of our son was a mass conspiracy of every member of Alpha Zulu... especially two special imps named Luke and John.

 

Finally, late in the afternoon we asked OPS to have Luke and John report to our conference room. Advising our two imps we knew they were part of this adoption conspiracy. We have reached an impasse. We have the potential candidate down to two of the five imps Mama Bear gave us to review. We have no idea of which to select. We need help, PLEASE!

 

Luke and John only smiled and advised us their consultant fee would be three large bowls of home made vanilla ice cream with mega hot fudge topping. GRANTED! Now, fulfill your side of this contract.

 

Luke and John were already familiar with each of the young men and advised us their recommendation was simple. Handing us one of the folders... This is the one to select. He is the older of the two finalists and the imp with the least chance to be adopted. You two can give him a life he never could expect to have and a future as a productive member of society. Now have OPS announce to the base you have made your selection and we can all quit walking on pins and needles.

 

As Luke and John rushed out to find Melech, three nearly naked imps went racing for the pool as the men of Alpha Zulu thanked them for helping us Generals make this most important decision in our young married lives. Yes, we can lead men into battle, run a base of 400+ men, handle a multi-million dollar budget but we were unable to make the simple decision of which young imp to select to join our family.

 

Mama Bear was all smiles as she joined us for our evening retreat. Handing her the file of the selected imp, she advised us the adoption application would be in our morning secure mail... just enter your secure electronic signature and we'll forward it onto the orphanage. It shouldn't take long for an answer and then you can meet your potential son and you can offer him the unique family that he could never rationalize.

 

As we walked Mama Bear to our Airfield as she needed to depart... it was made perfectly clear when we finally returned from the orphanage with our son the three of us were to be her guests in the Penthouse. You'll need new clothes including a few suits from our friendly tailor. And, I know POTUS will demand an evening with him in the White House Residence.

 

Also, the cost of the adoption and kitting out your new son is a personal gift from me. NO ARGUMENTS or you'll have an Executive Order putting you on Garbage Can Duty for the next sixty days. As simple "thank you" will be more than adequate.

 

DAMN, DOES MAMA BEAR PLAY HARD BALL!!!

 

John was having new feelings he had never experienced before. Every time he looked a Melech he had a raging erection and his balls were ready to explode. It was more than sex he had feelings for this special imp. Although, seeing Melech with his morning erection as the imps headed to the shower each morning terrified John. John had a AAA+ rated mouth but he vowed to be an anal virgin until he met the man to be his soul mate for life. John feared it would be impossible for him to pleasure Melech considering the size he was packing between his legs.

 

As he exited the mess one night, John asked the Command Master Sergeant if he had time to take a walk with him. As they walked into the meditation garden, they sat in silent contemplation. Finally, an embarrassed John admitted to the Command Master Sergeant he was falling in love with Melech and before he let his mind accept the potential of Melech being his life partner he needed to understand how something that big could fit into his small tight ass.

 

The Command Master Sergeant controlled his urge to laugh as this was a pivotal moment in the developing sex life of this young imp. John continued he knew when Caleb was at Fort Connor as Thomas was recovering from being shot... Thomas insisted he have sex with some of the soldiers because Doc was concerned about him being celibate for so long.

 

If there are any of the men who had the occasion to spend a night or nights with Caleb would you ask them to talk with me and explain how they could accommodate the 18" Caleb was known to be packing. As much as I have feelings for Melech, seeing him naked in the shower terrifies me.

 

The Command Master Sergeant felt certain there were some men still at Fort Connor who had experience with Caleb and he would ask if they were willing to share the experience with John.

 

The next afternoon the Command Master Sergeant met John exiting his classroom and advised him there were two soldiers (now Sergeants) who had agreed to share this most intimate moment of their lives with him. They will meet you in the meditation garden after our evening meal.

 

After their evening meal, Luke and Melech wondered where John had disappeared but agreed they could enjoy the evening battling the electronic demons online. John had to battle his sexual demons in real life and was terrified of what he now faced.

 

As John sat between the two Sergeants, they each held a hand and only commented they knew exactly what John was feeling. It is one thing to talk about getting fucked by an 18" monster, it is totally another matter seeing a massive erection in the flesh and know it has a goal of conquering ones ass. Neither one of us were virgins that night and we have to admit Caleb was a wonderful lover and we were still terrified knowing the reputation for what he was packing between his legs. He was always concerned we were enjoying ourselves even though we could barely walk the next morning... we wouldn't change a moment of the experience we shared.

 

We both had immense feelings for Caleb and felt sorry for him not being able to have a physical relations with the man he loved. Not to mention how much Thomas loved him to demand he have a sex life until he was recovered enough to keep Caleb well satisfied. After only spending one night with Caleb, we both acknowledged that Thomas was a far better bottom man than either of us to enjoy being in bed with Caleb every night.

 

Yes, intercourse with Caleb was initially painful but with all the foreplay he used and the fact he filled us with so much lube we were leaking for days... the pain was minimal and the orgasms we shared were beyond our wildest expectations.

 

When Thomas called Caleb a walking fuck machine he wasn't kidding. In one night the two of us had more than a dozen injections of Baby Batter by this talented man. Our asses burned like the fires of hell the next morning and our balls ached from all the orgasms we had. We would never change a moment of what we experienced. The pain was minimal and the pleasures maximum. When you have deep feelings for someone and a commitment that will last a lifetime, your body will adjust however necessary to pleasure the man you love.

 

For the next few hours, the Sergeants shared every personal detail about the sexuality they shared with Caleb. They accepted they were just a surrogate for Thomas, but they still wanted to pleasure Caleb and show him he was loved and not just for being a hung stud. If they had it to do over again... they would without a moment of consideration. When Caleb died when the explosion rocked Camp Phoenix, a part of us died also.

 

John wrapped his arms around the necks of these two Sergeants and commented he wasn't ready to offer up his virginity, but he was no longer afraid when that day finally arrives. Thank you for being so open and honest with me.

 

The Generals only wondered what was happening as they saw the two Sergeants walking John back to the imps bunker. When John joined Luke and Melech for their evening shower, John had a new appreciation looking at the beautiful body of Melech before him. John remembered reading that a male doesn't get his full length and thickness of his penis till his mid 20's. Damn, how much bigger can Melech grow?

 

The imp mafia was ablaze sharing the revelation of John having deep feelings for Melech. When the news reached the ears of Mama Bear, she was happy for her son. It is lonely without someone at your side to share each day and she never wanted her sons to ever have that experience.

 

Knowing John and Melech would do just fine if she borrowed Luke to join her on a business trip to Belgium. It was time for Luke to get out into the real world and meet people of influence who would be integral to him being a successful future CEO of Worthington Industries.

 

Gloria was invited to be the guest of Prince de Merode while she was in Belgium. Gloria would be meeting with the military leaders of NATO to resolve any problems they had and to answer any questions about armament being provided by Worthington Industries and their future needs.

 

As Gloria was in business meetings most of the day Prince de Merode offered his second son to be a tour guide for Luke and show him the beauty of Brussels and the Belgium countryside. Assuring Gloria he would provide additional protection in addition to the members of her protection detail... Gloria consented to giving Luke some latitude and enjoying some freedoms before he would be forced into the structured world of being an adult member of the Worthington family.

 

When Gloria returned that evening, Luke was effervescent about how beautiful Belgium is and all the historic sites they had visited. His new friend, the second son of Prince De Merode would be attending Harvard while Luke was in residence at the Castle. Mom, would you please talk with POTUS and see if it can be arranged for my friend to be my roomie at the Castle. John and Melech are already planning on being roomies so they won't be offended.

 

Gloria only smiled at her son and knew for the first time in his life Luke was in love. Whether this is the man with whom Luke will select to share his life is unknown but Gloria would never deprive her sons of anything reasonable they requested of her. (And, POTUS owed her far more than this simple request.)

 

Shortly after Gloria and Luke returned to Washington, she knocked on the office door of Tokugawa and asked if he had time for a brief meeting. Tokugawa knew Gloria wouldn't ask if it wasn't important, so he cleared his schedule and the two chatted comfortably as old friends.

 

"Tokugawa... what I am about to share with you must remain only between us. There are "war clouds" on the horizon and I just don't know if it will be Israel, Japan or Europe." We need to be proactive and frankly as much as I hate to do this, I need to ask you to upgrade the Connor AI so we have an offensive options even greater than the "Angel with the Flaming Sword" which was designed for Israel. I pray we never have to use this option but take whatever time you need and then let us discuss what options we have.

 

Also, on a personal note... Worthington Industries is building you and your family a new secure residence at no cost to you. This is how much we value your mind and talents. In addition, your study will have a 1,000 gallon fresh water Koi tank with state of the art filtration and I have a good friend from the National Aquarium I have contracted to purchase the finest Koi in the world for you to enjoy in it. What Koi we could salvage when your home was attacked and destroyed were placed in our Koi Pond here at the Executive Office. If you want them returned to your new aquarium, just let me know. You aren't just important to Worthington Industries... you ARE Worthington Industries.

 

Now come here and give me a hug and then we both have to go back to work. This place doesn't run itself!

 

A royal funeral is a somber and structured event regardless of the culture. POTUS represented the United States and valued Japan as an ally. Few other than POTUS saw the looks being exchanged by the Heir Apparent and the young son of the Yakuza family. POTUS only hoped Hikaru was prepared when he had to face the adolescent years of his young charge and the rampant hormones and sexuality that comes with them.

 

While Luke was accompanying Mama Bear to Belgium, John was enjoying the nights cuddling with Melech. Melech was shocked one night after returning from their evening shower to have John wrap his arms around him and give him a kiss that left his tonsils massaged and a raging hardon between his legs. John had no thought of wasting the opportunity, dropping to his knees showed his good friend his mouth was truly rated AAA+. Oh, was John in for a shock, when Melech's balls exploded John was chocking and gagging on all of his orgasm as his mouth was overflowing with cum which also was draining from both nostrils. Melech only held John with both of his arms and told him what a great friend he was. Hopefully a friend now, a lover in their future and eventually his partner for eternity.

 

The Hashimoto family was in shock when the Palace contacted them and invited their young son to be the guest of the Crown Prince and Heir Apparent. As the young imp was escorted within the Palace and met the Crown Prince... he bowed as a humble subject as the bow was returned. The Crown Prince spoke first... "My name is Daika, what do I call you?" A shocked young imp stood with his mouth open until the question registered in his brain. "I'm Kichona... Kichona Hashimoto." This was a start of a friendship that had the potential of destroying the role of the Emperor in Japan forever.

 

Luke was enjoying the time he spent with his new friend while Mama Bear was conducting Worthington business with the NATO community. When it was finally time Luke had to face returning to Washington and Fort Connor he invited his new friend to visit him so he could return the favor of being his tour guide to Washington. Besides, I don't want to wait till Harvard to be your "roomie". As Luke embraced his new friend, they wrapped their arms around each other, they shared the most passionate kiss of their lives and never stopped till their balls quit blasting forth and their boxers couldn't contain their multiple orgasms. "WOW!!! And, we have 4-5 years to enjoy ourselves as roomies!" (There was little doubt in Luke's mind that by the time they graduated from Harvard, Luke would be on his knees begging his friend to be his partner for life.)

 

As Mama Bear and Luke were flying back to the United States she commented to her son that he must have made quite an impression on his young host. His father asked me last night if his son could visit you in Washington before he had to go back to school in the fall. I told him it was up to you and you would let his son know ASAP. Remembering that Worthington Actual had onboard WiFi and Internet access, Luke had his tablet out and was Skyping with his friend nearly his complete trip across the Atlantic Ocean. Mama Bear had to send an Email to the Purchasing Department to buy a larger block of Skype time. She had little doubt Luke would be burning up the airwaves with his new friend.

 

Life was just returning to normal when OPS advised we Generals had a video.com from the Worthington Foundation. A smiling Executive Director asked to be the first to congratulate our new fathers. Your interview with the Orphanage Administrator is scheduled for 0930 hours on Friday. Be ready to meet your son and hopefully convince him to join your unique family.

 

Panic immediately set in. We Generals could lead men into battle, face a firefight, battle the politics of Washington but were trembling in our shoes at facing a young imp. We needed help and definitely hoped our Cardinal Chaplain's appointment calendar wasn't booked solid.

 

Our Cardinal Chaplain only grinned and stifled his laughter when we told him most parents have nine months to prepare for fatherhood. We only have four days! How do we get through this without scaring the young imp away.

 

"Just be truthful and honest and put your faith in God!" God works in mysterious ways and bringing this young man into your lives is a blessing for him as much as it is for you. Besides, knowing the history of Roger... he probably is spending a great deal of time this week preparing your imp for meeting you on Friday.

 

The security for our trip to the Orphanage exceeded our expectations and was a demand of POTUS. He wasn't taking any chance of an imp being killed on his watch. Pulling up in front of the Orphanage was more impressive than if it had been a Presidential Motorcade. The coffee was terrible, the administrator boring and then we had the emotional trauma of meeting the young man we hoped would want to be our son.

 

As the administrator walked us to a beautiful part of their garden, a young imp came running to us, jumped into our arms and told us Roger guaranteed we were the best fathers in the world. (Damn, the Cardinal Chaplain does have a hot line to the big G!)

 

As we sat and talked in this beautiful setting for the next few hours, we finally reached the point where we asked if he wanted a 90 day trial adoption. He would have the option of saying NO at any time but you will still have rules and you won't enjoy cleaning garbage pails if you fail to abide by them. You won't be treated any different than any other imp at Fort Connor.

 

A wonderful little imp took both of our hands and led us back to the Administrators office. Congratulating us on taking the first step to fatherhood! The Staff took our son back to gather up his meager belongings and we started to sign our life away. In 90 days we prayed Aiden would want to be our son.

 

Exiting the Orphanage, we apologized for scaring our new son with all the armed men surrounding our vehicles. We have one very protective friend in Washington and as you will learn, we in the military all answer to POTUS.

 

As our motorcade started for the airport our coms go off and OPS announces POTUS on a secure call for you generals. BRING HIM ON! "Congratulations, DADS!" At least you missed diaper duty which had whoever was with him in the Oval Office roaring in laughter. Gloria informed me you would be staying a few days with her in the Penthouse. I'm having Colonel De escort Luke and John to the Penthouse to have some quality time with their mother and to help you two adults to fatherhood. You are not allowed to return to Fort Connor for two weeks so enjoy adjusting to fatherhood and you have a fantastic resource in Gloria. She has raised two fine sons.

 

And, I expect the two of you and your new son as my guests at the White House Friday evening 1900 hours for dinner. Arrive early so I can personally give Aiden a tour of the Peoples Home. DISCONNECT!

 

Luke and John raced to meet us when we entered the Penthouse. Stealing our new son away they ran to the game room to corrupt our son and start him on being addicted to the electronic world. It was no surprise when the following evening Tokugawa, his partner and his son joined us at the Penthouse with two presents for our son. Luke and John only smiled knowing the packages contained a superfast gaming computer configured by Tokugawa and a computer backpack. I couldn't believe the little imp could turn so many different shades of red at the same time as Aiden smothered him with hugs and kisses... thanking the family for the wonderful gifts.

 

We now had four computer addicted imps racing for the Game Room as we adults relaxed in the Great Room enjoying the Nectar of the Gods. Gloria quietly advised us not to purchase any items from the first merchant as we entered the mall the next day. He was insulting and offended the Worthingtons to the point we have never purchased any item from his store EVER and never will! Giving us the name of the Merchant she assured us would provide exceptional customer service... just put the charge on your "Black Card" as a gift from us Worthingtons to two wonderful fathers.

 

Without considering the tailored clothes from our friendly tailor, both Shawn and I were in sticker shock when the final sales was rung up. Damn, I never realized imps were so expensive and we hadn't been told this would be a regular occurrence every six months.

 

Gloria had a big smile when we returned to the Penthouse and informed her the merchant she had warned us about was out of business and the store was all "boarded up". (Gloria thought to herself: "Paybacks are hell but also to be savored." There is justice in this world!)

 

Luke and John smiled as Aiden exited his bedroom after dressing for dinner at the White House. They smiled seeing faded jeans with torn knees and a pull over shirt proudly displaying support for legalizing Marijuana. Taking Aiden back into his bedroom they informed him this was dinner at the White House with the President not dinner at Burger King or McDonalds.

 

When our son exited his room, Luke and John had him attired in a dress shirt, dress slacks and hard leather dress shoes. Our son only complained: "Really! I have to dress like this?" Just wait till you see where you are going. Not many imps your age have the chance to have dinner with POTUS.

 

As we turned into the White House driveway and the Secret Service confirmed we were authorized to enter. Aiden was suddenly quiet and terrified. "Dinner with the President of the United States. Luke and John weren't pumping my ass full of sunshine!" We fathers only chastised our new son commenting proper language was to be used when you are the guest in some ones home.

 

POTUS and his partner met us at the private entrance and warmly greeted us and our son to the White House. "We have time for the grand tour before dinner." What would you like to see first? The only area off limits is the Secret Service offices. POTUS had to smile when he commented they don't even like me visiting them.

 

POTUS had the White House chef prepare a fantastic seafood dinner for us adults and of course he was wise enough to have plenty of hamburgers and Texas fries for our son. Desert was a three layer chocolate raspberry cake with plenty of chocolate frosting. Wait till our son finds out this great food also means extra miles running in PE daily. He might as well learn from the start there are no free rides in life.

 

Finally, it was time to return to Fort Connor. We had barely had security process us before Luke, John and Aiden were off running to the imp's bunker to find Melech. All I could think of was the "Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse". I hoped Fort Connor and the men of Alpha Zulu were prepared to face their fate. The Command Master Sergeant assured Shawn and I our flagpoles were sturdy enough to hold any or all of the four imps. Shawn and I smiled and thought of the great pictures for our family album to share with our future grandkids. Yes, we can be so evil at times.

 

0515 hours and our bodies were barely awake and functioning. As Shawn and I were headed to shower and prepare for the day... OPS announces POTUS on an Emergency Channel for you Generals. BRING HIM ON!

 

Generals, the most difficult task we in the military have is to do a death notification. I hate to pass the buck to you two, but you are the best choices for this assignment. We have just received confirmation from the Israeli Government of a massive attack on Tel Aviv. Groups of insurgents invaded the Israeli Parliament building attacking and killing influential leaders and their Prime Minister Uri Leib. They also invaded the headquarters of the Israel Defense Force and assassinated their Field Marshall and head of the military David Leib. The residence of the Chief Rabbi was breeched, and Jacob Leib was assassinated. The Leib compound was breeched and all the members of the Leib family were killed. This was a massive coordinated attack to remove the Leibs from the Government of Israel. Melech has lost not only his father but all of his family. I have no idea of how he will react to the news, but you have the support mechanism at Fort Connor to help in whatever situation develops.

 

"Whatever I can do to help this special imp, you only need ask. My prayers go with you." DISCONNECT!

 

As Shawn and I recovered from the shocking news which we received from POTUS... Aiden was standing in the hallway not believing what he had heard. Please, Aiden... don't breathe a word of this to anyone. We need to figure out how to break this bad news to Melech in the least traumatic way. Aiden looked at us and only commented: "When I was informed my parents had been killed and I had no relatives alive... I was lost and terrified about my future. Make certain Melech knows he will always have a family here at Fort Connor and the way John looks at him... he is madly in love with that special imp. Melech will have a second family in the Worthingtons.