Arlene and JeffChapter 230
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The Prison Planet
... Bathed and wrapped in each other’s arms, they were asleep almost as soon as they were under the furs.
Morning came far too quickly as far as the two were concerned. Groaning from sore muscles, they snatched on their clothes in the cold cave and hurried to relieve their bladders. Back inside a few minutes later, they began their day with Morales hurrying to get the main fire going since he had not awakened during the night to build it back up. While he was doing that, Jasmine, shivering, got the cook fire going as well and started a pot of coffee.
Knowing they would need a lot of food energy again today, she began peeling more potatoes than usual, the peeler a blur in her hands. After she put the potatoes and steaks on to cook, Morales oversaw them while she began scrambling a big pile of eggs.
“We’re going to need more meat today,” she reminded him a few minutes later as she began plating their breakfast.
“Crap,” Morales grumped. “That’s at least thirty minutes that I could be working on our outhouse.” After a moment, he chuckled and added, “By the time we manage to get married, we’ll be too exhausted to do anything.” He made the comment sound like a joke, but he wondered if it might well be true after all.
“How many wives did Diana say Jeff had again? Wasn’t it sixteen?” At Jasmine’s nod, he went on. “We have to get the outhouse built. All those women can’t be squatting in the woods. Granted we have a latrine – of sorts – but with the ground frozen, all we can cover, uh, things with is snow. They’re supposedly coming to help us get married, although I can’t understand why it takes all of them to do it. All we really need is a preacher,” he grumbled.
A grinning Jasmine commented, “Since we’re on 2214, we don’t have to worry about getting a license.” Chuckling, she offered him a plate piled high with food before taking the wolves their meal.
Finally, her plate in hand, she sat beside her soon-to-be husband only to realize that he hadn’t started eating yet. “Blessing,” he said, then with a grin, “and it’s your turn.”
With the humans and wolves fed, Jasmine fed the chickens while Morales went out to ready the chain saw.
“We still have to strip all of the last logs we cut,” the young woman said a few minutes later as she squatted beside her soon-to-be husband while he worked.
“Yeah, I know,” he said, sitting back on his haunches as he looked toward the partially-built outhouse, “but the wind doesn’t seem to be blowing much, so I thought we would give the stripping a try where the logs are. It will save moving them into the cave, then back out here – if we can stand the cold while we strip them. While we were cutting and dragging the logs, our bodies mostly stayed warm from the exercise, but just kneeling in the snow while stripping the bark off isn’t going to keep us very warm.”
“So, we’ll build a big fire. We can use the bark chips to help it along, and not have to worry about what to do with them after we finish.”
“Sounds like a winner,” he agreed as he grabbed a shovel, and the two walked toward the logs. Soon, he was clearing an area of snow to build a bonfire.
It took three hours to strip all the logs and flatten opposite sides, but finally they were done. After measuring, Morales began notching the logs before they manhandled each into place. With the chain saw to cut the end notches to fit the logs together, the rest of the walls went up a lot faster, and since the logs were much smaller in diameter and shorter than those Morales had used in the front wall of the cave, the two of them were able to lift the logs into position without any major trouble. With what they had done previously, they had the walls to full height by an hour after lunch. That left cutting the door out – but they now had a chain saw for that. They had found caulking and a caulking gun in the boxes, and they could use that to stop up the cracks. Then they would have to saw out boards for decking to support the plastic sheet across the rafters. Next would be digging the sod out of the frozen ground and putting it on top of the plastic-covered decking. But, both were worried that they would have to wait until spring to dig the sod. So much to do.
Knowing the Matthews would be back soon, they had to have meat, so Morales gave up and took time out to go get it. With the big ice chest slung over his shoulder and his new headlamp on, he kissed his bride-to-be and jogged toward the ice cave. He was barely out of sight when the wolves came to their feet and hurried to the door when the chickens made the weird alarm sound they usually made if they spied or heard a hawk or eagle – well, 2214’s version of them – flying high overhead.
Jasmine, rifle in hand, pushed the door open to deep shadow. She had barely realized what it was, when first Jeff, Diana and Selina, then a growing number of women appeared as Ship sent them down with her modified tractor beam.
“Welcome,” Jasmine said as she put her rifle back on the pegs while wondering how she and Morales would ever get the outhouse done with visitors taking up their time.
“Where’s Mr. Morales?” Jeff asked, having noted the work they had done on the building.
“He took a chest and left for the ice cave to get more meat,” Jasmine returned as the rest of them came inside.
“Surely not for us?” Diana broke in to ask. “We brought food so you won’t have to cook for us. We didn’t come to upset your schedule, but rather to help, and ... I brought a video for you to watch so you can pick out your wedding dress. I also have a video so Mr. Morales can choose his tux, too. And ... Jeff brought something that might help with the roof to your new building, plus some insulation and other things.”
Jasmine smiled at the Clan Queen. “That sounds wonderful. Thank you so much. Uh, we have the sides up, the smaller logs cut that we’re going to use for rafters, and the bark stripped off them, but Morales said we were going to have to take time off and saw some planks out for the roof decking. We planned to use a sheet of plastic on top of the decking to stop the rain, then cover the plastic with sod – if we can dig it out of the frozen ground.”
“I brought a couple of items that might expedite things, then,” Jeff said. “Uh, how long has Morales been gone?”
“He left a couple of minutes before you guys arrived.”
“If I hurry, I should be able to help him bring the chest back, right?”
“I’m sure he would appreciate that. We were expecting your family, so I suspect he will completely fill that big chest. With it full, it can be a real struggle through the rough areas, even for two people. He wouldn’t let me go with him because there was so much I needed to do here.”
“I’m going to help him,” Jeff said as he turned to jog down the cave, soon making the turn into the side tunnel that would lead to the ice cave, darkness already closing in around him.
After a moment, Jasmine suddenly exclaimed. “He didn’t take a lantern with him. Does he have a flashlight or something? I didn’t see one,” she worriedly told Diana.
“My Prime does not need one,” Selina proudly inserted before Diana could respond.
“But it’s pitch black in there,” Jasmine insisted. “There is no light. Remember how it was when we all turned our lights off at the same time?”
“And... as Selina just said, he’s a Prime,” Diana responded, as if that explained everything to a frustrated Jasmine.
A few minutes later, Jeff called out as he neared the area where Morales kept the meat. Hearing him, Morales responded while turning to face the sound, his headlamp illuminating the Prime. When Jeff stopped in front of Morales, the man stared, then frowned.
“Where in the hell is your light? Did you break it or something?”
“Didn’t stop to get one,” Jeff said with an odd look on his face.
“You didn’t ... Shit, Man. How in the hell did you manage to work your way through all those boulders without a light?”
Jeff knew he had screwed up. Now, I’m coming across as some kind of superman or something. Shit! I don’t want that. With a sigh, he responded, “Look. I have ... other ways. I told you I was an Alpha, and, in addition, I have some help, too. Ah, crap, this isn’t going the way I wanted it to,” he said, his frustration showing. “Remember, I said that I thought you were becoming an Alpha. I just ... want to wait for the process to complete – if it does. Before too long, we’ll all sit down together and I’ll go over everything in detail with you. There’s nothing magic about what I just did,” he said as he mentally thanked Little One for her assistance.
From the look on Morales’ face, he wasn’t exactly pleased with Jeff’s explanation.
Trying to change the subject, Jeff offered, “Let’s get the meat you came after and go on back. I brought some things that I think will be helpful, plus possibly expediting some of your projects.”
Morales chuckled. “You have already brought something that has made things one hell of a lot easier – that big-ass chainsaw. That thing walks through hardwood like it is made of butter. Sincerely, Jeff, Thank you.”
The Prime grinned back at him. “You’re thanking the wrong person. Diana, and from what she says, the hardware store owner, are the ones to thank for that and most of the other things as well. I did bring some things today, though.”
“Well, it used to take forever to cut down and section out even one of those hardwood trees by hand. We would have been all day just cutting the ones to finish the outhouse walls, but Jas and I got it done in just a few hours with the chainsaw. You and Diana really, really helped us. Thank you.”
As they continued to talk, Morales began cutting the meat from the halves and quarters hanging in the ice cave. Each time he would cut a slab of meat off, Jeff would stack it in the big ice chest. Stopping for a second, Morales looked over at Jeff. “Might be time for a barbeque, huh?”
Jeff grinned back and agreed.
After the ribs, Morales began working on roasts, steaks and stew meat.
“Uh,” Jeff said, worried that he might have overstepped his bounds, “I ... also brought some things that should help with your outhouse. I know I should have asked your permission first, but well...”
“We don’t exactly have instant communication whenever we want to talk,” Morales filled in. “If you’re worried I’ll be pissed for your having brought something to help, well, I’m a bit on the stupid side when it comes to getting into trouble, but I’m not dumb enough to turn down something that will make life a little easier for my fiancée and me. Whatever it is, I certainly thank you and wish I could repay you in some way. What did you bring?”
“You don’t owe us anything. I just brought a few sheets of plywood and the screws to use in attaching it to your rafters with your new drill, plus some metal roofing to go on top of the plywood, and ... I brought several sheets of board insulation for the inside that should cut down on the cold seeping through the walls. I also brought some of the batteries for the secondary battery bank to supplement the ones Diana already sent so that you can put in an electric heater in your outhouse. The delay was because I had to have them shipped out from Denver. Before long, and with the solar chargers, you should have enough power for lighting in the cave as well as heat and lighting in your outhouse. Plus, as time goes along, we should be able to add a wind generator to round out your power source.”
Morales stopped to stare at Jeff until he again began to wonder if he had overstepped. “I...” Jeff began, but Morales motioned for him to wait.
“It’s not that I don’t appreciate it, for I certainly do, but why are you doing this for us? I’m just a prisoner. Oh, I know that Jasmine is a wonderful person and has obviously made some close friends, but...”
Jeff let out a sigh. “I can’t really explain other than I can help, so I’m going to. Please believe me; I have no intention of belittling you in any way. Hell, Man, if anything, I am very impressed with everything you have been able to do here. We watched you on the videos and, well, rooted for you almost from the beginning.”
“You watched from the beginning?” Morales asked.
“Well, not exactly. We started when the Sergeant in charge of keeping up with the prisoners on 2214 mentioned you to the General. First thing I knew, we were watching you, and we eventually went back and watched some of your earlier experiences. You didn’t just sit and gripe about what happened to you, but even from the start, you worked toward making a secure home for yourself. My wives got into watching what you were doing and had done, and to make a long story short, here we are. Please, don’t take any of this as us ... uh, looking down on you. On the contrary, all of us, including the General, I suppose, have been very impressed with your ingenuity and perseverance. The plywood and the other things will just give you more to work with. Please let us do it.”
Morales grinned at him. “Remember the expression about not looking a gift horse in the mouth? If I can make a better place for the woman I love, I’m damn sure not going to object to the things you bring. Jas deserves to have far more than I could ever give her, so all I can do is say, thank you. I appreciate it more than I could ever say.” Since his voice broke a little at the end, he covered it by turning back to cutting more meat.
On their previous visit, Diana had given Jasmine the names of each of her sister-wives, and knowing they would be visiting, Jasmine had made an effort to memorize them all. Now, she just had to match the names to their faces.
As soon as Jeff’s wives began removing their coats, even though they were all dressed warmly with variations of thick pullovers, and were wearing jeans or fatigue pants as well as boots, it became obvious that they all possessed eye-catching bodies to go with their beautiful faces. Jasmine had been stunned with the perfection of Diana’s, Arlene’s and Kayla’s faces; now there were thirteen more wives who were also perfection personified.
As soon as Selina entered the cave, the wolves rushed over to lick, bump against her and whine their greeting. Laughing, she hugged their necks and whispered into their ears. To add to the melee, the hens, squawking their welcome and led by Junior, had come over to greet Selina despite the number of strangers in the cave.
“May we?” Nat, Nicki and Whitney said as one as Nicki held up a big percolator they had brought with them.
Jasmine had worried about her percolator not being sufficient to make enough coffee for everyone, so she was delighted when she saw the new one, but she wondered how the three had spoken so perfectly together. Almost convincing herself that it had just been a fluke, she shrugged mentally and answered, “Water’s in the bucket there, and the coffee is on the shelf over there,” she said, pointing. “Help yourselves, and thanks a bunch for bringing the extra percolator.”
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Laura woke him the usual way, and she almost went too far. When Jeff grunted and his cock started to swell, she jerked her mouth off. It was a near thing for a few seconds. "I guess I almost went off while I was still asleep," he groaned. "Wow, I'm really horny." "Sorry, Jeff. You usually go forever. I wouldn't mess it up for Diana for the world." "It wasn't your fault," he said, finally regaining control. "It's just the stress of the day. Of course, I've had two of those damn...
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The Waterfall Campsite ... Dessie straightened up and stared at Ann. “I have eaten pheasant, fish and rabbit until they’re practically coming out my ears. I’ve had MREs while backpacking and wasn’t in love with them all that much, but I think I would love some now, no matter what the meal consists of.” “We have an assortment. I noticed a Brisket Entreé, Chicken something or other, and a Beef Stew, with whatever goes with them, and several more besides. We just grabbed some at random in...
JUST OUTSIDE A SMALL NORTHWESTERN TOWN Once again Nichols sat worrying in front of his boss' elegant desk. Rich, wealthy, words don't describe the extreme category the older man fit into. Nor can you describe how evil this man is either, Nichols thought, his face devoid of expression as he waited for Mr. Moreau to end his phone call. Nichols dreaded that. When the call ended, Moreau would ask questions that Nichols didn't have acceptable answers to. The town council members think Moreau...
Jeff, Diana, Dave and Evie sat in the living room, waiting. When the phone rang, Diana checked the caller ID and answered. "Glad you guys are back." "Diana, I..." The voice chopped off, then Carla cleared her throat and tried again. "Diana, our dreams..." Carla's voice stopped again, to be replaced by quiet sobs of joy. "I can't..." "You just did," Diana said softly. "You're on speaker, so all of us can hear you. Jeff, Dave and Evie are here with me and listening. And, you're...
...”See that tree that has the broken limb hanging down?” “Yes,” Aiko gasped out. “We’ll jog to it, then we will walk for a hundred steps.” “I don’t know...” “Yes, you do. You know you can. I’ll bet it’s even less than a hundred steps. Let’s count them,” she finished as she began counting their steps aloud while they slow-jogged. Soon Aiko added her voice. “Ninety-two. Told you it was less than a hundred. Now we’ll walk for a hundred steps, and rested or not, we will jog starting at...
The Retreat As Charlotte and Diana sat at the bar in the kitchen watching the other women, Selina stopped by. "Want to help?" the little genius asked the young woman. Worried, Charlotte answered, "Everything is happening so fast that I barely know what's going on." "Oh, you will get used to that," Selina said as she reached for Charlotte's hand. "Well, I'll be glad to help if I can." Charlotte glanced at Diana, who nodded with a smile. "No better way than to just dive...
They were high up and soon over the ocean, having left the continent behind. They passed the terminator and continued into night, still headed west, the myriad lights of the cities twinkling as the Earth seemed to slowly spin below. But before the view could become boring – if it ever could -- the horizon seemed to shift downward on the big screen as the Ship gradually pointed her nose away from the planet, the full moon drifting down toward the center of the viewscreen. There was a...
Jeff met with Kei, Edi and Alesha on the updated design that they were working on for the new ski lodge, then stopped off in the living room to watch the late news before eventually winding up in his suite. After a shower where he "played" with Jennie and Melissa, he walked into a strangely quiet bedroom. Looking around, he began to wonder. "What?" he asked, then suddenly it hit him, "Where's Ann?" Arlene caught his eye. "We've looked for her, and she's not anywhere in the Retreat....
The Castle ...”Certainly,” Arlene responded, “but please don’t either of you touch it. The AI can become quite persnickety, and he has the means to back up his displeasure.” “You have a functioning artificial intelligence?” Karl asked. “Please don’t mention it around him. I think he is trying to find a way to become a citizen,” Arlene returned with a chuckle. “Uh, I won’t,” Karl responded, not quite sure if Arlene were kidding or not. Both Karl and Fischer thanked Arlene and hurried off...
Jeff had stopped by his office to pick up a few pieces of printer paper. Alone in the living room a couple of minutes later, he wadded up a sheet of the paper into a loose ball. If I screw up with this paper ball, air resistance, if nothing else, should keep its flight slow enough to prevent me from tearing up things. With Arlene's encouragement while on the Ship's range, he had gained a small measure of expertise as he mentally moved a steel ball around and caused it to spin, but he still...
The Mission ... Both were tempted to use their suits’ drive units, but they knew that would alert the Throme if anything would. Scrambling down, they were soon in the water. A hundred meters out, they saw a glint of movement coming toward them just under the surface. “Let’s go home,” Arlene said to her partner. As soon as the hatch closed and even before they were out of the airlock, the AI had them moving away from land. “Oh, I so want to get out of this suit,” Arlene grumped a few...
The Retreat Shortly after lunch, Arlene went out to the Ship expecting to sit in one of the command couches and be swept away by the simulator to another very realistic space battle, but she froze as soon as she passed through the hatch. Jeff had called Kayla and Art to his office, intending to ask them to begin training in the Ship's simulator. Before he could begin, the AI turned the TV on to show Arlene jogging back from the Ship. The AI didn't say anything, but apparently thought...
The Retreat After breakfast, Arlene, Ann and Selina gathered enough food to last them the rest of the day. “Should this not be the correct castle and we continue the search, we will need something to drink with our lunch,” Selina said as she opened a refrigerator. “There is water available at each station on the interceptor. As for soft drinks, please bring only what you are sure you will drink. Storage space is at a premium,” Arlene told the seven-year-old. “Bathroom?” Selina asked as...
Jeff had just dialed his next door neighbor who lived a mile down the road. "Steve Sperman here." "Hi Mr. Sperman. This is Jeff. How's it going?" "Hmmm. Didn't we have a discussion about that Mr. thing?" Jeff chuckled. "Yeah, I guess we did, Steve. How's Marcie doing?" There was a hesitation. "You know, that's a funny thing, like I mentioned before. Seems like after the night we spent at your place, ol' Uncle Arthur (arthritis) suddenly got much better. Odd that both of us...
The Prison Planet Ship had received permission from her Prime to go back to Earth long enough to pick up Arlene, Ann and the other aviators, then take the Wing to orbit for its launch. The trip to Earth and back would only take a few minutes. Giving the interceptors a ride to orbit and their launch would take only a few minutes more. The interceptors normally remained in their bays on Ship’s flight deck, so she would have to go back anyway. Also, she would have to return to Earth again when...
Deep Space "Question is, are they going to notice us?" Ann asked as she watched as one of the alien vessels came from behind a large chunk of moon and headed straight for them. Ann knew she could not warp out without her drive trying to take some of the debris field with them, which would probably result in the destruction of her warp drive, and/or her ship. In addition, she strongly suspected that the aliens would pick up her inertialess drive's signature, should she use that with them...
“Despite our AIs actually doing the flying, I want every pilot to have his or her hands on the controls at all times when we do this for real, and when we practice as well. Ann and I have put together a rough outline. Everything seems to work in the simulation, but we haven’t done it for real yet. There could very well be glaring errors that only show up when actually flying the patterns. Bottom line: be careful and think about what the next step is. Does the current process make sense with...
When they left the suite a few minutes later, they saw Melissa at the far end of the hall. She seemed to do a double-take, then turned and rushed around the corner, probably heading for the kitchen. A little later, when they walked through the door, she was already setting out two more plates. Jeff pulled Ann tighter against him, and they stopped just inside the kitchen. I know Ann is blushing. Damn, I thought I was too old to blush, but my face feels like it’s on fire. Everyone was seated...
EARLIER IN THE MORNING AT QUINTON TATE'S HOME After his morning shower, Quinton, dressed in his uniform and still buckling on his gun belt, walked into the kitchen. Before he could sit down, the phone rang. "Quinton," he said, putting the instrument to his ear as he finished securing the belt with the keepers. "Well, good morning. Are you planning to go somewhere on your little impromptu vacation?" his Captain asked, cheerily – a little too cheerily. "What vacation?" Quinton joked...
"We still have a problem," Diana said. "I doubt if Billy has ever used a litter box. So how are we going to train him to use it and not pee on the carpet? Since there aren't any pet stores in Winter Park, I guess we can order a kennel on the Internet and have it overnighted, but as late as it is, it will still be day after tomorrow before it gets here..." "Yeah, we were lucky the grocery store even had litter boxes. But we're ahead of you about the kennel," Jeff said. "Arlene had an...
The Retreat ... Charlotte and Ada sat for a moment as Diana's words sank in. Both mother and daughter were clearly skeptical as they furtively glanced at the other three women. Diana let out a chuckle. "You can say it; we won't get mad." Ada hesitated. "This is no joke? You're actually telling us that Susan is your mother and Arlene is your daughter?" "Got it in one," Diana said with a grin. "But..." Ada began. Then, after studying Susan's and Arlene's faces some more, she...
Jeff sat in his usual place at the head of the table. Frank Wainwright sat to Jeff's right as the family (minus four who were eating with Margaret and Tina in their suite) ate lunch. All the Alphas ate a lot, and Jeff usually ate more than most of them, but today, he was hungrier than usual. He had gone through his first plate and was already started on his second one. "Looks like you're a bit hungry today," Frank tactfully said. "I didn't see you after breakfast. What did you do to...
Joyce, Caitlin, Jennie, Melissa and Ann came in with the latter two pushing serving carts. Soon, the table was set and food arrayed in front of Arlene, Diana, Susan and Jeff. The wives' efficiency was not lost on Susan, but she refused to acknowledge it due to her sour mood. Each time she had talked to her daughter or granddaughter on the phone lately, her suspicions that something was going on had increased. Then the introductions in the living room were almost more than she could...
Everyone except Matt and Courtney was waiting in the living room. The new SAC and his wife had borrowed an Escalade and driven down to Winter Park. "HELICOPTER APPROACHING FROM THE NORTH. SECURITY HAS CLEARED IT TO LAND ON OUR PAD." Margaret had called earlier to say that everything had gone without a hitch and they were on the way home, but Angel had been beaten and was in need of medical attention. "Let's go," Jeff said as he started out the door of the living room with Little One...
Aboard Ship, Arlene, Ann and Selina are teaching the Morales family how to field strip, clean and reassemble a pulse rifle. ...”Very good, Mr. Morales. That’s a whole lot better than I did the first time,” Arlene blatantly lied. “Okay, Jasmine, do you know what’s next?” “Well, I did until you scrambled the parts,” Jasmine said with a chuckle, “but I think it’s that thing over there — a modulator, I believe you called it.” And the process went on. The next time they field stripped the...
The Prison Planet As the group neared the second area that was obstructed by boulders, Jeff said with a sigh, “Sorry, Ladies, but I still have a headache from moving the last bunch. No way am I going to play bulldozer just now.” “It’s getting colder in here,” Tosha said as she zipped her jacket, took her gloves out of a pocket and pulled them on. “Is it just me, or is the path sloping downward more?” Kei asked as she and the others followed suit – other than Jeff, who only zipped his light...
Kayla very briefly told everyone what had happened. Just as she was finishing up, Sheriff Tate, who had been eating with the team, walked into the hallway to chat with the others. "I helped the guys move the bodies out. We found a roll of black plastic in the basement and covered the pile of them." "That piece of plastic over there on the floor," Jill said, motioning down the hallway near the theater door, "is that where one of them..." "Yeah," Kayla said. "General Whitworth has a...
As everyone walked down the hall toward the theater, Selina hung back. When Diana turned and caught her eye, Selina, with purpose, walked on past, turned the corner and went on to her suite. If I do not ask, then the answer cannot be no, she thought. Waiting four minutes by her internal clock, she walked back out of her suite, down the hall and peeked around the corner in the direction of the theater. There was no one in the hallway. Shortly, she slowly opened the theater door the tiniest...
With the Alphas at Security headquarters studying the pulse rifle and the women apparently all in the basement, Jeff wandered through the Retreat at a loss as to what he should be doing. Deciding he would work in his lab to pass the time, he returned to the basement. Poking his head in one of the rooms, he got a smile from Kayla who was leading an exercise class – push-ups for the moment. His position allowed him a view of erect nipples on several of his wives, and a couple of the other...
Characters that appear in this chapter. Matt – Alpha. New Denver SAC for the FBI. Courtney – Matt's wife who thinks the Matthews may be aliens. Jeff – The Prime. Diana – Jeff's wife and Clan Queen. Arlene – Queen, wife. Diana and Jeff's daughter. Helen – Genius wife and teacher. Susan – Wife and Diana's mother, who is also a Queen. Kayla – Jeff's wife who first worked for the FBI, but then went to work for the General, and now she is Jeff's last line of defense. Art – Alpha....
Arlene grabbed Jeff's hand. "Come on, Daddy. Let's go back to our suite. Mom and Selina will be back ... uh sometime." Jeff frowned as he turned back to the others, "Yeah, that's what I'm worried about – the sometime. It's not like Diana to run off like that." Laura put her arm around his waist to get him started toward their suite. "Well, you were the one who kept pushing Diana to go through the academy. I have been through only the first six months there, but all that discipline...
Bobby put her hands on her face and took a breath trying to stifle a giggle. "We're acting like whores," she said, while desperately trying not to reach for Art's cock. Sandra hissed in a breath. "Art, I don't know what's happened to us. Honest, we don't act like this. We've each had one guy — once, and that was just to get rid of our cherries. But it's like we've been given an aphrodisiac. I want you so bad that it's hard to breathe," she finished, not knowing that Art was...
The Colonel’s Office Aboard Ship ...”And Worthington. Hear this! If something happens to my wife, I’ll kill you without a second thought. Now get out of my face before I change my mind and do what I know should be done.” Without saluting, Worthington spun on his heel and stomped out. Jeff sat thinking. Should I tell his Commander why I’m sending him back? After a moment, he shrugged. On second thought, I asked for his best aviators to give them a chance in my unit. No one, other than us,...