Date: Sat, 26 Mar 2005 12:58:25 -0800 (PST)
From: Bill Thomas <hottoppop@yahoo.com>
Subject: Senior Moment, Part 27

A reminder that this is a work of fiction...

About 20 minutes later, the phone rang; it was Paul.
"There has been a change in plans.  All of you come on
up to the house."  He hung up without saying another
word.

Candy and Carlos were in after glow and it took just a
few minutes for us all to dress and walk to Charlie's.
 Charlie said that he had had a call a few minutes
before, that another was coming in and that we all
would find it interesting.  We were told to sit.   In
the room were Paul, Dave, Charlie, Mike, June, her
parents, Tran, Candy, Carlos and Carl.  The phone did
ring and Charlie answered it.

"Yes, I'm holding." And, after just a minute, In a
very familiar and informal manner, Charlie continued.
"Good Evening, Mr. President and thank you; we did
have a good holiday."  Do you mind if I put you on
speaker phone?"  The answer must have been yes.  I
think that all of us non-military people were in
shock.  I doubt that any of us knew that Charlie and
the president were even acquainted.

"Charlie, you are just about my oldest friend.  Call
me by my name."

"Yes, sir.  but you are my Commander In Chief."
Charlie laughed.

"I hope that I soon shall be.  Happy Thanksgiving to
you all.  My aide spoke briefly to Charlie a few
moments ago."   The president then asked if Mike was
there and Mike answered yes in a barely audible
whisper.  For once he was at a loss for words.  "I
called to thank you, Michael, for your great service.
Michael, you have no idea how many lives your solving
of that weird code saved.  Bill, as his dad, you
should be very proud."   My mouth hung open.  "Charlie
has told me much about you Bill and I look forward to
meeting you soon.  He has shared with me some things
about your relationship.  You have to know that both
you and Michael received a very intensive security
check."

I stammered, "Thank you sir, I think."  Several
people, including the president laughed softly.

"Also joining us on line now is the Commandant of the
Marine Corps and he has some questions to ask."  There
was a distinctive click.

The Commandant was brief, professional.  "Happy
Thanksgiving to you all.  The president tells me we
are on speaker phone.  June, I know you and Dave did
as I asked; you questioned Mike thoroughly and I know
you evaluated him.  Did you find anything that would
preclude our asking Micheal to go deeper into the
project?"

June answered, "Nothing sir.  I can assure you and the
president that Mike can be trusted to do any task that
you ask of him."  You could hear a sigh of relief from
the Commandant.  he asked no other questions and June
gave no other information.

It was the president again.  "Michael, in order for
you to go deeper into this work, you need to be a
member of the Corps.  This is for security reasons as
you can well understand.   We have another urgent
situation developing and we desperately need you.  As
Commander In Chief, I have the authority to offer and
to appoint you as a Lieutenant.  It can be on a
permanent or temporary basis as you wish.  I can not
stress to you enough the value of the service that we
are asking you to perform.  Will you accept a
commission."

Immediately, Michael answered,  "Yes, Mr. President; I
am willing to do what ever you ask."

"No, no!  It's too risky Mike.  Please think about it,
please!"  I whispered.  I guess the fear, the stress
came out in my voice.  Immediately the commandant
began to assure me that Michael was too valuable an
asset to be placed in any dangerous situation.  I
resented his use of the word asset.  Mike was my son,
or I thought of him as such and I loved him so.

Charlie took my hand and squeezed it.  "The Corps will
take good care of him,  will they not, General?" he
asked.  I sat there there shivering.

The commandant laughed out loud.  You know better than
to ask me that, Charles. Right now, he's needed more
than I am."

The president interrupted, "Let's leave the Corps
private humor till later.  Perhaps I'm on a roll here.
 Charlie, I need you.  I know you refused to come back
to work when I asked before,  but will you consider
again being my security adviser till at least June?  I
know it's a nasty trick to ask you in front of your
friends and fellow officers.  But, I am a politician
and I'll use every bit of leverage I have.  How can
you refuse when Michael has said yes?"  He chuckled.

"You test our friendship, sir."  Charlie smiled and
you could almost hear it in his voice.  "Yes, I'll do
as you ask."

"An early Christmas present for me and for the
country.  Thanks my friend, thanks." the president
responded.  He continued by saying that a chopper had
already departed Point Judith in Rhode Island and that
the commandant assured him that it would be at
Charlie's in under a half hour.  It would take Michael
and Paul back to the base and that from there Paul
would fly the two of them to Quantico.  This would
return an experimental plane to Virginia and also
provide the fastest means of transportation.  The
president then indicated that Charlie would fly to
Washington with Dave and June on Monday after doing
something in Cambridge.  Paul was to stay with Mike
for several days or until Mike felt comfortable in his
new position.  With Charlie again living in
Washington, the Commandant felt that Mike and Paul
should occupy quarters at 8th and I and he made that
clear.

I was now standing at the back of the living room.
felt so alone, almost abandoned.  Tran came to me.  "I
shall not leave you alone."  He hugged me.

The president spoke again, "Bill, there is private
reception and dinner here at the White House next
Friday.  It will be my pleasure then to honor Michael
and Charlie.  The Marine Corps chorus and band will be
featured and it's the inauguration of the Christmas
season in the White House.  I would like it if you
would join us.  It's black tie."

I started to hesitate.  Charlie spoke up.  "He'll be
honored to join us, sir."

"Thank you all and now I must get back to work.  I
look forward to seeing most of you in Washington."
With that, we heard the line disconnect.  There was
absolute silence.

Michael asked out loud, as the reality of the
situation sunk in, "What about my work at Harvard?"
Charlie told him that the University president had
already been contacted by the White House and that
nothing was to stand in Mike's way.  I asked about
transportation and clothing.  Obviously, I was upset
to the point that I was being inane.  These people had
the power and the resources to make anything happen.
Charlie looked at Big and and Little.  Carl, go and
get Mike's things together.  Carlos, take Candy home.
You have 10 minutes.  Tran, I'll need you in
Washington.  Do what you have to do here and get Bill
ready to join us next Thursday.  Carl, you and Carlos
will take over the school till I can release Tran.
June was holding Mike's hands and her parents were
watching with smiles on their faces. Charlie suggested
that they drive back to Cambridge and spend the night
at his place there.  June gave Mike a big kiss which
seemed to surprise and please him.  Saying good night
to June, Tran and his sister, and after they left to
get their things, Charlie suggested that Mike and I
might like to be alone in his study.  He asked Dave to
go up stairs with Paul and that they get their things
together.

Mike hugged me tight.  He kissed me on my lips and one
hand caressed my crotch.  I was startled.  "I'm going
to miss you Dad.  I've wanted you for the last 3 days.
 He quickly unzipped my fly, dropped to his knees and
took me into his mouth.  I did not respond
immediately.

"I want to talk to you!" I moaned.

"Later, we haven't much time for the important
things."  He laughed softly.  I rose to the occasion
and began sliding in and out of his hungry mouth.  If
Mike was doing this to reassure me, or calm me down,
or just make me feel good I did not know.  What I did
know is that it felt damn good.  I dropped to the
floor and pulled his cock out of his pants and began
to kiss and lick it.  I was going to give him as as
good as he was giving me.   We both knew that we had
little time and hurried to climax.  It was intense,
fast and the strokes and tongue work matched the
intensity of the occasion.  We must have sounded like
to pigs in rut.  The distant sound of chopper blades
pushed us on and we had a mutual orgasm.  It seemed
like just seconds before there was a soft knock and I
heard the door open.  I twisted my body so that Mike
and I were face to face.  Our tongues joined in a
quiet dance.

"Please Mike, be careful." I whispered as best I
could.

"I'll do that.  Just know that I love you and I'll see
you next week."  He stood, zipped, turned, smiled at
Charlie and thanked him for the few moments he had
given us.  Charlie gave him a huge bear hug and said
something about being welcomed to the corps.

Charlie then went on, "Mike, I'll watch over your dad
here.  He's my best friend."  Mike turned to Charlie
and kissed him too.  "MMMMMmm, that tastes good!"
Charlie said softly so that just Mike and I could hear
him.  Paul and Carl came in; Paul had a duffel bag of
Mike's things.  You packed too much.  Charlie took the
bag, emptied it and sorted and repacked it quickly
leaving half of the stuff on the floor.  He laughed.
"Bill bring whatever else you need later.

"Let's go!"  Paul commanded.  There was a new tone in
his voice; he was the man in charge.  I grabbed Mike
again and Paul quickly hugged the two of us and then
separated us.  "No Time."

Charlie came to me and put his arms around me.  "I'll
spend the night with you."

We followed the two of them outside and stood watching
till the chopper was out of sight.  "This is the
beginning of the end." I said softly to Charlie.

He answered, "I know its a cliche Buddy, but every
ending is also a new beginning."  This was a
Thanksgiving that we would all remember.