Honor Thy Mother & Thy Father Ch. 06

"I will turn myself in to the Assistant Attorney General next week."

"Bruno, Stephano is hanging upside down, by a cable, 400 feet into a mine shaft. The temperature in there is probably fifty degrees. In two days he will die of hypothermia. If I do not hear on the news and see it on the television you have turned yourself in, and agreed to all my terms, I will let him die."

"How do I know you will keep your word?"

"After what you pulled Bruno, you do not know if I will keep my word. If you send one man to find me I will cut the cable and he will fall 1200 feet to his death. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, I understand. I will call my attorney as soon as we get off the phone. In the morning, I will be at the U.S. Attorney's Office, I will be there."

"Bruno, do not fuck with me. This is it. Stephano's life hangs in the balance. If I were you, Bruno, I would go into the US Attorney's office, without your attorney. You will be assured of getting their alive. You can call him from there, if you feel you can trust him not to tell the other families what you are doing."

"How am I supposed to pull this off? You told me not to walk in the front door or go in through the garage."

"Do you still take your walks in the morning?"

"Yes."

"Walk up to the corner of your block. A stretch limousine will pull up alongside you. A few men will get out and invite you to get inside. They will say at some of your friends wish to speak to you about an incident that happened out West. They will not allow the man who is with you to get in. You will tell him everything will be okay, and you will be back later. Follow their instructions Bruno, and everything will be fine. Your son will be alive, as long as I hear that you are in custody, and have agreed to my terms. That is tomorrow Bruno; not one day later."

"I will be there William, as God is my witness, I will be there."

"You do not believe in God, Bruno. Goodbye.

Everyone settled down in their quarters for a well-deserved rest, except Patricia. She asked the Air Force clerk on duty, where the closest airport was, where she could get a flight to Glens Falls, New York.

He told her the closest airport was Kansas City, which was about 90 miles away.

She checked her cash situation and asked him if he knew anyone who wanted to make $300 to take her to the airport, now.

He said, "My wife will be here in twenty minutes." He took out his cell phone, called his wife, and told her what was happening. She was making preparations, before he finished talking."

Patricia was standing by the door when someone touched her on her waist. She jumped.

Stephano asked, "Are you going somewhere without me?"

"Yes, I have to use the information you gave me and move it to the appropriate authorities before your people change their tactics. This situation is going to come to a head soon, and I want to make sure that my part of it is done."

"Your part of it is not going to be done, until you marry me, have a bunch of children, and have a wonderful life. I cannot make you forget what happened between our families, but we can live somewhere else, and make a life on our own."

"You make it sound so easy Stephano, but as you have seen, I am angry with my father, for abandoning my mother. I am not a fit person to get married to right now. I am angry, not only at your family, but the only family I have left. Until I can reconcile myself, with these feelings, I cannot burden myself on anyone else."

"Patricia, darling, I am very tall, and I have very broad shoulders. You will not be a burden to me, ever. I will help you overcome these feelings. When this is over, I will fill your heart with joy. You will finally know what love is. You will know what true happiness is. I know you were happy when you lived in Glens Falls. I can work anywhere. So can you. We can live on a ranch. We can do and go anywhere you would like. Just say 'Yes!'"

"What was the question again?"

"Do not you do that to me. You know damn well what the question was. At least you did not say to me, 'I am not your darling."'

"I must have forgotten to say that."

"You have a photographic memory. You never forget anything."

"My mind was busy on other things?"

"The only answer I will accept is you were thinking of saying yes. Now, where are we going?"

"I am going to the airport."

"You are not going to the airport without me."

"Yes, I am, and you are not going to stop me."

"What do you think would happen if I yelled, "Patricia is leaving."

"You would not do that to me."

"I would do it in a heartbeat. You are not safe out there alone. You could run into one of my father's henchmen, and be dead in a second."

A car drove up to the front of the building and beeped its horn.

Stephano said, "If you reach for that door, and I am not going with you, I will scream!"

"You bastard, I am never going to get away from you."

"That is one more reason for us to get married."

The Airman opened the door and said, "You two argue more than my wife, and I; and we are already married. I will give you my email address. Will you let me know what happens after you get married?"

Patricia said, "I am not going to...oh, what is the use. I just wind up repeating myself."

Stephano said, "You see, I almost have you convinced. Now, am I going with you or do I yell?"

"I am beginning to hate you, more every minute."

"Remember what your father said, "Hate and love are separated by a wet..."

"If you finish that sentence, you will never get close to it."

Stephano smiled at her. "You see more progress every minute."

The Airman asked, "Are you going to the airport or not?"

Stephano said, "Remember Patricia, answer in the plural or it is back to bed; hopefully with me."

She pushed Stephano towards the door and said "Airport, now. You can dream of me in bed, but it is not going to happen."

"Do you want to kiss me and sealed the deal?"

"Get in the car, dammit, and keep your hands and mouth to yourself."

"Yes, my love, anything your heart desires."

Patricia wanted to scream, but there was a baby, asleep in the back seat. She kept her mouth and her temper under control, so she smacked him on the back of his head.

Stephano turned around and quietly said, "Physical contact, I love it."

Patricia looked at him, with steam coming out of her ears and daggers in her eyes, and all Stephano did was pucker up and blow a kiss at her.

He was infuriating, but her panties were wet, and she had an itch that desperately needed to be scratched. She scolded herself for her lack of self-control, but that damn itch would not go away. She had nearly ninety miles to go before she could go to a bathroom, and scratch it. This woman was driving 60 mph on a 70 mph road.

To add insult to injury, during the trip, the baby woke up, and started to cry. His mother, Angela, said he must be hungry.

Patricia said, "Where is his bottle, I will feed him."

Angela said, "He does not take a bottle; I breast-feed him. I am going to have to pull over for a few minutes and take care of him."

Patricia wanted to kill. Forty miles to the airport, and an itch that was getting worse, rather than better.

Angela pulled the car off the road and onto the shoulder. She asked Patty to give her the baby; and asked both of them to give her a little privacy, so she could breast-feed her son.

While they were standing by the back of the car, Patricia said, "I have to pee. If you come anywhere near me, I will charge you with assault and lewd behavior."

"You will be the one with your pants down."

"You will be the one dead, on the floor. Leave me alone Stephano. I want my privacy, also."

She walked about twenty feet into a dim part of the woods, until she thought she was safe. She lowered her pants and leaned back against a tree. She put her hand into her panties and found that spot, which would not leave her alone. She touched it, and it flared. She rubbed it, and her hand was soaked with her fluids. She lost her train of thought, as her hand moved faster and harder into her furrow. She pinched her clit and she moaned out loud. It had never been this intense. She moved her hand faster, until it became a blur. She rubbed the sides of her cunt as she squeezed her clit. Every time she passed it by, she moaned. Her nether lips were soaked with her fluids. She did not realize she was how loud she was moaning while she pleasured herself. The itch continued heightening, until she was oblivious to the volume of her pleasure. Shit, "she said," He cannot be having this effect on me. It cannot be him." She rubbed her clit, feverously, leaving every other part of her pussy alone. She never entered her sheath. She did not want to rupture her hymen; that was a gift to her husband. Her left hand went to her breasts, and squeezed her each nipple in its turn. Her belly tightened and either the pain or the pleasure moved lower, until it rested just above her pubic prominence. "Oh, no," she thought, "Oh no," she called out, "dammit; not for him, please God, do not let this be for him." O, O, O, Fuck this; NOOOO!!! "You bastard, I love you." She came like a river, onto her hand, into her panties, onto her thighs, and calves. "O God, Thank You; Thank You. Thank You." She was soaked; but the itch was gone, and she was finally sated. She was full of endorphins. She was on a high, and was ecstatic. She felt wonderful; relaxed against the tree, trying to get her breath back and her mind under control. She could not go back to the car in this condition. Her panties were so wet they would soak her pants. The aroma would bring attention to her, and she did not want him to start ribbing her about it. She took off her slacks, removed her panties, and cleaned her vagina, legs and hands as well, as she could. She put her slacks on, and looked for a place where her panties would not be seen, or smelled. She hid them inside a thick bush, and started walking back to the road.

Unfortunately, she got herself turned around, and walked deeper into the woods. When she realized she should have been to the road by then, she became frightened, and yelled out for help.

Stephano heard her yell and called out to her. He said, "Stay where you are, I will come to you." It only took him a few minutes to get to her, and he saw that she was shaken, by this experience.

He said, "The next time you have to go pee, I am coming with you."

She replied, "Dream all you want Stephano, it is not going to happen. If the damn trees were not so tall, and I could see the sky, I would not have gotten turned around."

He laughed at her. "That is why they call it a forest."

He pointed her towards the highway and walked behind her. He said, "What happened to your panties?"

Patricia turned to him and said, "What are you talking about?"

"When we walked to the car; you had a visible panty line. Now you do not. What happened to your panties?"

"That is none of your business."

"Did you have a mechanical failure?"

"Stephano, stop it right now or you will never make it to the car."

"Was it good for you?"

"What are you talking about, Stephano?"

"Did you cum?"

"Stephano, I peed."

"I know that aroma. You masturbated and you came. Do not lie to me, Patricia."

"Steve and I had computer sex today, and I was horny. I took care of myself. Are you happy now?"

"I thought you never told a lie Patricia. I thought you never stole a piece of gum or told a lie. I have caught you doing both, in one day."

"You confuse me Stephano. I am off balance when I am near you. I do not know how to deal with you. I love you, and I hate your family. We can never be together, because of that dichotomy. It just will not work for us. Please let me be, or I will go crazy otherwise."

"So you love me?"

"Yes, I love you."

"Will you marry me?"

"You told me I did not have to answer that question, until I was ready."

"Loving me is not enough for you?"

"No, it is not enough. There are many things I have to deal with that love cannot overcome."

"Come here and kiss me, because we are in love with each other."

"I will not kiss you because of that inconvenience."

"Patricia, you do not want me to come over there, and kiss you. Come over here and kiss me of your own free will. Do not argue with me over this; 'how did you put it'; 'Inconvenience.'"

He was looking into her eyes with such intensity; Patricia felt her feet moving, before her brain realized it. She closed the short distance between them rapidly, and stood before him like a statue.

Stephano looked down at her and demanded, "Kiss me."

She reached her arms up around his neck, as he lowered his body enough to meet her smaller frame. She remembered what she had done moments ago in the forest, and placed her lips on his. She kissed him with all the strength, passion, and intensity, she felt as she came, leaning against the tree.

Their kiss would have lasted much longer, but Angela called out, "I am finished, we can leave now."

Stephano disconnected his lips from Patricia's, and said, "Talk about 'Coitus Interruptus', that is as close as I have ever cum to it."

Patricia laughed, "At least your pants are still clean."

"Very funny, my dear, that kiss will only last you, until I get you into the airplane."

"I am buying tickets; I will select the seats."

Then she said, "Dammit, you cannot get on the airplane. You do not have ID to get on an airplane, or get through security."

"Yes, I do. It is sewn into the inside lining of my pants waistband, along with $1000 cash. It is my emergency travel money."

"Very good, Stephano, in that case, you can buy your own ticket. My cash fund is getting low, and I do not want to use a charge card. They are too easily traced."

"Anything you want me to do, my love, I will do. However, I will get the seat beside you."

"In that case, Stephano, I am flying first-class, because you will not be able to afford it."

"What about your cash fund getting too low?"

"When we get to our destination, I have a friend that will lend me some money."

"Bitch, you will do anything to stay away from me."

"I told you Stephano, you confuse me. I need some distance between us, so I can think. If you are all over me, the last thing I want to do is think."

"So you have it as bad as I do, Patricia?"

She dropped her head, and sighed. "Yes, Stephano, I love you that much. I wish it was not going to be this hard, but it is. I may wind up like my mother did; loving you forever, from afar. I watched her waist away into an empty shell. Never being with the man she wanted so desperately, because life got in the way."

Stephano turned around, and looked through the front window of the car, with tears in his eyes. He never looked back at Patricia. He had no answer for her. He had no comforting words. His father had caused her terrible pain and he had no way to return her mother to her. Now she had lost her father, because of an incident so minor, it should have been brushed off like a joke. One moment they were a bonded family, the next moment they were shattered glass. How does an outsider fix that? He had no idea. With all his education, his psychology classes, his sociology classes his education classes, none of them were helpful in this real world situation.

Angela noticed the chill in the car and asked, "Are you two okay?"

They answered simultaneously, "No."

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

Stephano replied, "Send us to a new planet where we can start to repopulate it by ourselves, and with no family problems."

Angela laughed. "Why do you think Jake and I are an Air Force family? We live on lousy pay, in the lousy housing, in out-of-the-way places; just to stay away from our families. They tried to keep us from seeing each other. They tried to keep us from dating. They went ballistic when we became engaged. When we gave them the date of our wedding, they said they would not be there.

Our wedding was fabulous. It was our friends and us. Thirty people and there was not one argument all night. It was an inexpensive affair, which Jake and I paid for from our savings. As soon as Jake made Sergeant, we decided to have a baby. When that happened, we sent notices to our friends and not our parents. When they heard about Junior's birth, they sent us letters wanting to see their grandchild. We returned a very nice letter telling them to fuck off. They wanted no part of us, now we want no part of them. Payback is a real bitch, and that, they are finding out is a very hard bone to swallow. We get letters every month asking us to change our mind. We do not bother to answer them. It is a waste of our money, because we would have to spend it on envelopes, paper, and stamps. We email our friends all the time, and tell them not to give out our dress to either of our parents. So far they have honored our request. Our parents went so far as to write to our base commander, demanding that he intervene on their behalf. I was called in to the adjutant's office to find out what was going on, I told him the story. He laughed, and told me to stick to my guns. He said and I quote, "When each of them send you $1,000,000.00, send them a note saying 'Thank You.'" He sent them a letter telling them it was not Air Force policy to intervene in a family affair."

Stephano turned and said, "I understand, Costa Rica is a nice place to live."

"So is Coronado, California. I do not want to leave the United States. If they want to get to us, they can get to us in McMurdo Sound."

Angela said, "Why don't you stay here. Whoever is looking for you could not get onto that base, if they were invisible. There are so many layers of security guarding the B-2s, that if you break wind, a sensor knows it."

"Thank you for that thought, Angela, but I am not looking to join the Air Force, and neither is she."

"We have more spooks on that base, then you can shake a stick at. We have computer people from MIT, Stanford, and Caltech here. We have private jets flying in out here, with business people from all over the country and the world, trying to get bids on the upgrades to the B-2. You have no idea what goes on, on that base."

"How do you get a job at that base, if you are interested?"

"You submit an application at the employment office, or as we call it, 'the little red monster,' because everything begins and ends there. If your application meets standards for the job you are applying for, then you go for your security clearance, which is a bitch, and normally takes about two months. They will know the size of your balls, and the circumference of your nipples, by the time they are finished with you. Then there are the psychological tests, your previous employers, and everyone your life has touched, since you were in your mother's womb. After that comes the hard part, your interview. If you show too much respect, you are not hired. If you show too little respect, you are not hired. If you are too sassy, you are not hired. If you are not sassy enough, you are not hired. If you are too smart, you are not hired. If you are too stupid, you are not hired. You have to be just a little dumber than your boss to get hired. Once you are hired you can make your boss look like an idiot, which is expected, or you will be fired."

"How do you know all this Angela?"

"I was not hired for three jobs on the base, before I was told these tricks."

"What do you do now?"

"I am the secretary for one of the 'spook' outfits on the base."

"There is more than one on the base?"

"Every one of them is on the base, except the CIA, because they cannot work in the U.S., 'supposedly.'"

"Here is the airport; where would you like me to drop you off?"

"Which is the largest carrier, out of here?"

"United is the largest, and it has the most frequent takeoffs and landings here."