Enos was ready to break out of the Penthouse and head back to the mountains of West Virginia. He just couldn't figure out why he had to work so hard learning to stick fight. It was summer, time away from school and his vacation time being wasted. Little did he realize how important all his stick fighting classes would be in saving the life of the man who would steal his heart.

 

Mama Bear was impressed with the artwork submitted by her jeweler and authorized the purchase and an expedited delivery. Luke knew whatever the cost, it was an investment in the future of Worthington Industries that if successful would financially secure the company for years into the future.

 

Mama Bear walked into Worthington R&D handing Omoikane a beautiful walnut case which when opened contained the hilt for the prototype "light saber". Asking how soon the prototype can be completed? Omoikane smiling commented the sooner the prototype is completed the sooner Junior and I can pack our bags for our romantic get-a-way. (The little imp was definitely thinking with the wrong head.)

 

Gloria ask Omoikane what "use life" the saber would have. The prototype would have 15-20 minutes but as we develop and tweak the battery and computer circuits I plan to have it up to over 60 minutes. Just make certain the prototype is rechargeable in the field. I want Enos to be able to put on a number of demonstrations on his trip.

 

Gloria was smiling far too much as she requested a private meeting with POTUS. As POTUS welcomed her to the Oval Office again, he asked how he could be of service to her.

 

Mr. President... Worthington Industries has been working on a next generation weapon for our military and I'd like to demonstrate it to you, SecDef and the Joint Chiefs before Enos leaves on his junket to Moscow and Beijing. The sooner we can make it happen, the sooner my son will quit hounding me about his stick fighting classes.

 

Seeing how Enos leaves on his junket in two weeks I'll have SecDef make this a priority item on his and the Joint Chiefs schedule. By the end of the day... the date and time was confirmed and now it was up to Omoikane to bring all this together and seal the deal.

 

Enos was elated when Mama Bear informed him he would soon be done with his Stick Fighting classes. But, she did have a favor to ask of him before he left on his junket.

 

We have a new weapon we are developing and I'd like you to demonstrate it to POTUS, SecDef and the Joint Chiefs to prove even an imp like you can use it. I've had the prototype custom made for you so you can impress the Russian and Chinese politicians and military leaders.

 

I don't want to tell you anymore because I really want you to demonstrate this "cold turkey" without anything other than the basic instructions from Omoikane. Please don't ask Luke or me any questions because we want to truthfully tell the people present you have not received any instructions other than what you will before them.

 

Enos smiled from ear to ear and informed Mama Bear he would agree to her terms for a big bowl of vanilla ice cream with an extra large serving of hot fudge. (I sure don't want to be sitting across the negotiating table when this imp graduates from Harvard and MIT and ends up at the helm of Worthington Industries.)

 

POTUS and the Pentagon were intrigued with what Mama Bear was up to. They had all known her for years and trusted her devious ways. She had never let them down in the past and they doubted if she would thing time around.

 

As the group congregated at the Worthington R&D testing site, the Champagne buffet was indeed impressive even if Enos was relegated to ice cold Coke-Cola.

 

Before the guests started grazing on the massive buffet... POTUS commented there was a matter of business which needed attending to. Our Aide-de-camp is out of uniform. Producing a bible, POTUS asked Enos if he wanted to hold it as the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs administered his "aide's" Commissioning Oath?

 

"Only if I get to put the Eagles on his shoulders also!" POTUS was happy he would be long retired when Enos was negotiating contracts for Worthington Industries.

 

"I Colonel Jon Finneas Roberts, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter. So help me God."

 

POTUS lifted Enos so he could attach the silver eagles to Jon's shoulders and then Enos wrapped his arms around his friend, aide and protector so he could smother him with hugs and kisses.

 

The group applauded the Colonel regarding his promotion and hoped his new position didn't require him to make the ultimate sacrifice. Enos knew he had feelings for his new friend he just didn't know and couldn't accept he was falling in love with him also.

As the group had their stomachs sated and their thirst quenched with the finest of Asti Spumante... Gloria rose to introduce her R&D Dream Team which everyone present knew.

 

Gloria took the beautiful walnut box from Omoikane. This prototype was customized as a gift for my son to wear and demonstrate during his upcoming junket for POTUS. Handing the case to Enos, opening it his eyes became huge and the tears flowed in remorse for arguing with Mama Bear so much this summer regarding stick fighting classes.

 

Unlike the fictional items in movies, this light saver is REAL! Each unit is customized to the user's DNA. Three failed attempts to activate it results in it exploding and terminating anyone attempting to steal it. It will self-destruct and definitely deter anyone from attempting misuse again.

 

Omoikane whispered to Enos he needed a drop of his blood. It will only feel like a pin prick. (And it was over before Enos even knew it had happened.) Thirty seconds later the saber was programed ONLY for use by Enos.

 

Omoikane gave Enos the directions to hold the jeweled base with two hands which will automatically active the laser. Wearing eye protection, Omoikane walked Enos over to the Armor "shell" of a M1A1 Abrahms tank and told him to slice it to pieces.

 

A happy little imp had the tank shell cut to ribbons within five minutes. POTUS, SecDef and the "Brass" were most impressed.

 

Mama Bear concluded she didn't expect the military to purchase the gem encrusted model for field use but as this prototype was designed for my son... it is the prerogative of every mother to spoil their child on occasions.

 

Enos whispered to Omoikane: "How do I turn this thing off?" Just release one hand and the laser light will turn off and you can put it back in the case or reattach it to your uniform.

 

As POTUS and the guests gathered around Enos, Omoikane was asked if it was safe to handle. "Just don't grab it with both hands and you should have no problems." POTUS was amazed at the beauty and simplicity. Smiling, he commented the Generals are going to be mighty jealous of you, Enos.

 

The Joint Chiefs, SecDef and POTUS all were in agreement to wait and see the reactions from Moscow and Beijing before broaching the subject of R&D funding for such a futuristic weapon with the Congress. It definitely should be part of any special ops team and depending upon the cost most ground forces facing hand to hand combat.

 

Mama Bear, Luke and Omoikane started giving Enos the lecture on how lethal a weapon he now possessed and like any "firearm" you only touch it when you or someone close to you is in danger and you anticipate the need to use lethal force.

 

You my young son are a future leader of Worthington Industries and to that end you will be spending the entire next week 0800 hours to 1700 hours with Omoikane as he teaches you how this operates, the built in safety mechanisms, how to recharge it, and how to adapt your stick fighting to now fighting with a laser light sword.

 

Mama Bear's parting words would become oh so true... "There is no shame in avoiding a fight or retreating from a fight. Staying alive is always a WIN!"

 

Mama Bear had a few dictums for POTUS before she would sign off on Enos's junket to Moscow and Beijing.

 

t Colonel Roberts will accompany Enos at all times.

t The trip will be made on Worthington Actual.

t Alpha Zulu will provide two security details.

t Agendas must be approved in advance.

t Any hostile acts will result in Enos immediately returning to the USA.

 

Mama Bear went with Enos and the Colonel to the airport and watched as Alpha Zulu Actual flew off into the western sky. Gloria had mixed emotions... fear for the safety of her son and great pride on how he had matured and stepped forward to take his role as a future Worthington.

 

As Enos snuggled with the Colonel as they flew onto Beijing he shyly asked the Colonel how much he thought Mama Bear paid for his light saber. "These gems can't be real!"

 

"You are so wrong little man. Even Lloyds of London won't ensure the Generals Sabers and I doubt if they would insure yours either. Conservatively, I would think the gem encrusted hilt cost between 1-2 million dollars and that doesn't include the cost for R&D of the Laser."

 

Enos was in shock. It really shouldn't surprise him as his horrific Ambassadors Uniform cost north of $100,000.00 USD.

 

Enos loved sleeping with his head on the chest of Jon... he could hear his heart beating and usually speeding up which was unexpected. If Enos had noticed closer he would have seen the growing bulge between Jon's legs.

 

Enos was ¾ asleep as he whispered into Jon's ear: "Before we return to Washington, you and I will become members of the `Mile High Club'!" You could smell the cum as Jon's balls exploded soaking his "tighty whities" with a massive amount of his tasty cum.

 

Luke kept his promise to Omoikane and informed him to pack your bags and have your partner at the international terminal at Dulles 0800 hours tomorrow... You two leave for a two week honeymoon staying in an "over the water" suite in the Maldives. I've requested a remote bungalow which is "clothing optional". Four miles of private beach for you two love birds to make mad passionate love. POTUS will have an attack submarine parked a few miles away with a seal team ready to respond if either of you are threatened. Not only are you the future of Worthington Industries you are family and none of us will take any chances with your safety.

 

Just make certain to pack plenty of Doc's Super Lube or suffer in silence. Omoikane set a new standard as to how many shades of red an imp can turn.

 

Yes, even without any intentional planning... Christmas did come in July for the Worthington clan this year. Mama Bear was so happy she could bring such happiness to the new members of her family and in the process provide for the financial security of Worthington Industries.

 

Luke and John commented to Mama Bear over brunch that the Penthouse was far too quiet with Enos away. Any word on how his junket is going. The Chinese Ambassadors and President's sons are two electronic addicted junkies so they are really hitting it off with Enos. Enos is showing off Omoikane's light saber to their top military and politicians so it should be most interesting to see their reaction.

 

As for me, I have a reception to attend at the Israeli Embassy so make certain there are some leftovers from dinner when I return. You know the quality of food and booze served by the Israeli consulate.

 

Luke and John were busy in their home study doing five year financial projections when they heard voices entering the Penthouse. One was obviously Mama Bear but the other was a gentleman which greatly surprised the two Worthingtons.

 

They would have been shocked to see Mama Bear prepare two plates of leftovers and the two adults closed the door on Mama Bears bedroom for a night of passion. Mama Bear had been asexual since the birth of Luke and John. She had no idea of what it was about the man in her bed but he excited her to the max. If this was to be a one night fling, sleep definitely wasn't on her agenda.

 

As Luke and John exited their study satisfied their financial projections were accurate and up-to-date... they asked Security when Mama Bears guest had left. They were both shocked to hear the answer... HE HASN'T LEFT YET! Mama Bear with an overnight guest... a male guest sharing her bedroom... impossible. (Luke and John were thinking of Mama Bear as their mother and not as a desirable woman with sexual desires and needs also.)

 

As Mama Bear went to Security to order transportation for her guest to return to the Israeli Embassy... Luke and John had a short discussion with the man assuring him if he hurt their mother in any way they knew the head of the Yakuza and he could plan on becoming shark chum.

 

When Mama Bear returned she commented not to let Luke and John intimidate you. They are just old protective mother hens. Mama Bear was assured her sons were acting out of their love of her and no offense had been taken. Luke and John were aghast as Mama Bear and her date shared an intense and long intimate kiss as he departed.

 

After her guest left, Mama Bear chastised her sons: "Put your eyes back in your sockets and your tongues back in your mouth. I LIKE HIM, LIVE WITH IT!"

 

Mama Bear's "one night stand" was a few weeks later recalled to Israel to work with Military Intelligence. It wasn't long before Mama Bear was having bouts of extreme nausea which gave her much concern. Scheduling a fast trip to Fort Connor the only Doctor she could or would trust was DOC! He may have a rough and crude exterior but no one was better in the field of medicine.

 

Doc kept Gloria in Medical for two days and the Generals were greatly concerned. The minute POTUS found out that Mama Bear had voluntarily checked into medical asking Doc to evaluate her he was on Air Force One being greatly concerned about his good friend.

 

As the Generals and POTUS gathered in her room... Gloria knew she had to tell the world... Asking Doc to inform my good friends of your diagnosis.

 

Doc smiling from ear to ear commented: "Mama Bear is pregnant!"