Date: Sun, 3 Nov 2013 07:08:03 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: The White House Ch.4

			      THE WHITE HOUSE
				 Chapter 4

Nothing much changed in Cal's life during the next two years. He had sex
with Henry less and less often. He spent most of his time between semesters
at Mc -Donnell Douglas plants talking with designers and working on the
shop floor alongside production workers. He still attended the odd White
House party, and frequently was accosted by the president for discussions
on his progress. Tab Moore was now also a frequent partner in conversations
on the requirements of troops with regard to transport. Glimpses of Dido
were rare. Elise told him that Dido tried to miss parties where he knew Cal
would be.

"He always looks sad when he sees me, and whenever Tom brings you into the
conversation Dido looks near to tears. Cal, you need to think seriously
about future relationships. I think you have a fine man in Dido. He would
be loyal and true to you, whether you were in his bed or halfway round the
world. All you have to do is recognise how important love should be in your
life. I can't imagine mine without Robert and I know both of us would be
devastated if one of us strayed."

Cal looked at this sister who was wise beyond her years, realising that he
did miss Dido, and didn't really miss not screwing Henry every day at
college. The holidays were long, but he realised sex didn't feature in
them. Was the tumultuous and frequent sex he had enjoyed with Henry just a
release after the constraints of the army?

All of these thoughts were going through his mind when Elise announced the
date of her wedding. Robert was going to have his best friend as Best Man
but asked Cal to be senior usher. Out of courtesy, Elise invited the
president and was dumbfounded when he accepted.  Tom accosted her in one of
the white house corridors and told her.

"You are not to worry. My security chief is going down to talk with your
parents and all the security concerning me will be carried out with minimum
fuss."

What a marvellous coup for this `country hick', in her own community it
would elevate her and her family to the cream of local society.

The parents were so proud of their son and daughter.

The grand day arrived and Elise was delighted that a White House protocol
adviser worked with the parents to integrate the president into the
proceedings without any disruption. Everybody had to be in place on time
was the only consideration, no one being allowed in after the president.

Tom loved the informality, and Anakin was almost mobbed by all the
girls. The four aides were nearly as popular, but it was Dido who stole the
show for Cal. He was dressed in a silver grey morning suit with brilliant
white silk cravat, held in place by a huge emerald stud. His grey top hat
was the icing on the cake, until he took it off, and then his gorgeous
light brown locks took the show, with his incredible green eyes captivating
everyone he talked to. Cal had chosen to be less formal and wore a midnight
blue tuxedo with matching bow tie and cummerbund. His jet-black hair and
imposing physique made him a picture of lust as well. Invariably the two
men bumped into each other at the reception. Both men looked sadly at each
other realising that they were missing each others company.

"I think we need to talk Dido."

Dido nodded and they wandered off together away from the crowds.

"I miss you Dido. I realise that sex without love soon loses its appeal.

"I guess I had the chance to learn that during the years you were in the
army, Cal. That was why I was so uncompromising two years ago."

"If you can forgive me, I would like a second chance. I've never stopped
loving you and now I know I can live up to your standards. I think I'm
ready for that monogamous relationship you set so much store by."

Dido's face lit up like a Christmas tree as he lunged at Cal, took him in
his arms and planted an incredible kiss on his lips before moving back far
enough to whisper.

"There is nothing in this world I would like more."

Another kiss followed to be interrupted by a cough nearby. They pulled
apart to see Anakin grinning all over his face.

"Dad is leaving now in Air force One, but you guys can stay if you
want. He'll allow a charter back to Washington on Sunday night."

Dido blushed, Cal grinned.

"He's staying, we've got two years to make up for."

Cal was holding Dido as he said it.

"Does that mean we won't have to put up with the hangdog look of the last
two years?"

That was enough for Cal and Dido to relax and grin at the president's son.

"I guess we had better come back to the house to say goodbye then."

The exchanged look was enough to sustain these two young men until they
could retire to Cal's room.

"Sorry it hasn't changed much since I was a school boy, I guess I've not
slept here enough to do anything about it."

Dido grinned and just bounced on the bed.

"This is the only part of this room I'm interested in."

"Good, but as it's my room, I bag being the top."

Cal said it with a huge grin on his face.

"You can be anything you like as long as it's with me."

And that was how it was.

Cal finished his degree and decamped to McDonnell Douglas. He and Dido had
an even more disjointed relationship, but the one constant was their
continued love for one another and their constant monogamous living.

Cal designed war machines, often discussing power requirements in
Washington with Tab Moore and his father.

Tom served his second term, during which time Dido took, and passed the bar
exam.

Cal's next very pleasant surprise was when Dido met him from work one day
and took him to see a superb house in the suburbs, with swimming pool and
tennis court. The four car garage with servants quarters above looked
bigger than the house Cal was brought up in.

"What are you doing here, I thought you were in Washington. I've just
engineered a flight to Washington for Friday to spend the weekend with
you."

"Cancel it in the morning and spend it here with me instead."

"Where."

"Here, in this house. You see, I've got an appointment with a legal firm in
town to join them as a junior partner and Dad says we can't get married but
this is a wedding present to the two of us."

Cal couldn't believe it. The house was more like a mansion, stood in its
own grounds, loads of privacy and inside, stupendous.

"While we were furnishing it I should have consulted with you Cal, but I so
wanted this whole thing to be a surprise for you."

Cal laughed, grabbed Dido and started to dance him round the room.

"I don't mind at all Lover. I'd live in a wood shed as long as I can curl
up with you every night."

Reality was that Cal had developed good taste in many things during his
time as Tom's protégé and his special treatment at McDonnell
Douglass, initially with Tom's influence, but very soon on his own
merit. He knew that the house had been expensively furnished, but it was
not fussy, clean lines, no clutter, much like Cal would have done if he had
the money.

The party that set the tone for their life was Cal's 30th. Anyone that had
any doubts about the relationship of these two men soon had them
dispelled. It was held at their home with a V.I.P. guest list and the
speech Dido gave made it clear that Cal was his soul mate and lifelong
partner, as if all their friends, one ex president and the C.E.O. of
McDonnell Douglas didn't know that already.

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