Standing in for Dad Ch. 62

Smoking: Boys in the Men's room

After a wonderful evening of hot sex, everyone slept well, only to be awakened with the smells of fresh brewed coffee and the baking of authentic Norwegian vanilla flavored waffles covered in powdered sugar and/or a choice of blueberries or strawberry jam. Norwegian waffles: considered a finger food and folded by hand to eat, were served with halved boiled eggs drizzled with a creamy, salted honey butter.

Everyone sat down to breakfast in the nude after having taken showers. Trix spent the night in Hulk's bed. Half a dozen times during the night she would gently massage his cock or give him a blowjob until he came again. She would then bed him down to get some more sleep.

Hulk was in heaven.

Immediately after dinner Leesie took some of the honey butter and crawled under the table to lathe it onto Bill's cock. It very quickly melted, due to his body heat, and coated his cock in a thin patina of butter and raw honey which Leesie enjoyed sucking and cleaning off of his sex.

Holding the base of his now hard cock between her thumb and forefinger, she moved it to her moist lips and gently took him in, wrapping her lips just past the ridge of his glans. Leesie then took her time; gently suckling his cock head as her lips moved back and forth over the most sensitive part of his cock, her tongue sliding over his frenulum as she lovingly coaxed him to a slow burn.

Bill groaned in appreciation, his body jerking involuntarily from time to time as he reacted to Leesie. "Dang honey! Your old man is one lucky son-of-a-bitch!"

Leesie smiled around his cock head, her eyes lighting up as she looked at him with his cock in her mouth in a very submissive gesture. She pulled away, stroking his cock as she did so, and asked, "Do you enjoy a subservient woman who likes to swallow your cum?" before she had his cock head part her lips again.

Bill blew out his breath and took in another deep one, "It's more the fact you took the initiative and are obviously enjoying yourself," he breathed, reveling in her open enjoyment of his cock.

Leesie felt his cock begin to swell and slowed down, keeping him right on the edge of cumming. When she knew he was just at the point of no return she pulled away and blew on the head of his cock while softly cupping his balls, pressing the head back past her lips just as Bill exploded, shooting his hot cream onto the back of her throat.

Leesie kept eye contact with him as she swallowed his cum, winking at him when he was able to look at her; and when he was done, she ran her thumb up the underside of his cock to milk him as she continued to suck, getting every last drop.

Afterwards, Bill sat in his chair with a languid, shit-eating grin on his face. Leesie got out from underneath the table between Bill and Barbara and moved Bill's place setting to the side before sitting on the edge of the table right in front of him with her thighs wide open, feet planted on his armrests, and her hand on the top of his head. In a husky, cum soaked timbre she commanded, "Eat me!"

Bill didn't say a word and, still in the afterglow of his climax, he placed her feet on his shoulders, wrapped his arms around her thighs at her hips, used his fingers to open her sex, and dove right in.

Leesie's pussy tasted of honey butter and Bill quickly began salivating as his tongue softly licked up and down the edges of her very open and exposed pussy. The edge of his tongue slipping past her rock hard and spasming clit. On his fifth pass, he lapped up the center of her cunnie, starting at her dark rose that pooched out to the touch of his tongue all the way up to the tip of her clit and back down to her rose again. His licks were light, long, and slow; teasing Leesie's climax into the same slow burn she gave him.

Leesie was loving it, moaning and groaning, fondling her ample breasts and pulling at her rock-hard nipples. Sue made a path to her mother from across the table and fed her mother her breasts as she nibbled on Leesie's.

Sue's milk had come in last night and Leesie milked her daughter as Bill latched onto her spasming clit, sucking it as if he were a child latched onto his mother's breast. His upper lip rode across the upper tip of Leesie's clit while his lower lip sluiced over its base. Bill began a rhythmic sucking timed in between her spasms and as her clit reacted, turgid in his mouth, he very lightly ran the tip of his tongue up and down its shaft, prolonging and strengthening her spasm.

As soon as Sue positioned herself over her mother and began feeding her, I sat for about 5 seconds, with a massive hard-on, enjoying the view of my very pregnant wife's pussy, when Xi got behind her and began pleasuring her elder sister. This put Xi's gaping pussy right at my face.

I gave Xi a quick lick and stood up, using my right hand to aim my cock into her soft, very wet, and very willing cunnie. I gently pulled on her waist, more to draw the length of my cock into her than to move her towards me, and plunged balls deep into my second wife.

I held myself there, planted to the hilt, and just absorbed the heat of her pregnant sex, floating in her very wet and willing pussy, before short stroking her. I alternated between short strokes and sliding my cock head up and down while still planted deeply inside her, her vaginal walls clinging and gliding over the side ridges of my cock.

As I slowly fucked her, I ran my hands over her hips and lower back. I don't know what it is, but a woman's lower back is one of the most sensuous visuals to me when I am taking her in the doggy position. Her toned muscles, her dimples, her rose swelling outwards as I take her: the scene just drips with sensuality.

Leesie came first, pulling away from her daughter's nipples as she moaned and groaned her climax on Bill's face. After a moment, Xi and Sue traded places and I slipped my cock into Sue's Teflon coated pussy. This time, though, I took her like a mad man while most everyone else at the table watched me making love to my two wives.

Not surprising to me, we all came at the same time; and as we were coming down from our climaxes in post-coital bliss the table erupted in rounds of applause -- everyone else having been satiated from their quickies as they watched us.

0o0

All too soon it was time to head back, with the funeral happening this evening, to prepare for the day's festivities. We returned to the Embassy heavy a very large cooler of cooked moose meat and another very large cooler of fresh, 1/4 pound prawns.

Soon afterwards I gathered Barbara, Leesie, DD, Izzy, Cheech, Chong, Trix, and Debah together in the lounge of the fourth deck to discuss Trix's emotional response to Hulk's marriage proposal.

Bill asked, "Mind if I tag along to listen in?"

Everyone agreed he could.

"Trix, can you give us your perspective of your feelings you experienced when Hulk proposed to you?"

"Well, yes. I was off balance at first; I think the proper word is shocked. But that gave way to a wave of what I can only describe as panic. I immediately realized the emotional depths of his proposal along with a sense of insecurity on how to effectively deal with the situation. On one hand, I was attracted to him. He is an honest, hardworking, and devoted man who would make a wonderful husband."

"Yet, with some time (an extended 159 nanoseconds) to analyze my feelings, I realized I was neither in a position to explore nor emotionally ready for entering into such a relationship. That meant a no answer. But: I didn't want to hurt his feelings. We were right in the middle of enjoying the afterglow of our sexual encounter and it just was not a good place to have that conversation."

I nodded, "Well, I will restrain myself from overreaching and just give you a male's perspective." I looked into my granddaughter's eyes and continued, "I suspect your man has lived a somewhat sheltered life. To him, opening up to a woman takes courage and I very much doubt he has ever done so before. When you accepted him and made him feel comfortable, he immediately became infatuated with you."

"Those are very strong feelings and can last a lifetime if allowed to mature into feelings of mutual love and respect."

"Also, when he made that proposal, he did so with all his heart and while being very vulnerable to you. Given the situation, I am very proud you asked for guidance; expressing your concern for his emotional wellbeing."

DD then cut in, "Trix, is there a part of you that might want to pursue a relationship with him in the future?"

Trix smiled, "He is very sweet and very honest. But his life is that of a simple farm hand. I don't mean to demean the profession or him by saying I am already much more worldly a person, even as young as I am, to be able to find satisfaction in that lifestyle. I could easily love him for who he is, but I believe I would eventually feel stifled in that type of life."

DD continued, "So I am hearing you like him for the man he is, but your cultures and life goals are too different to make a long term, committed relationship work."

"Yes. I believe that is the short of it. Part of me feels guilty about that, though."

Izzy asked, "Can you talk about that, Trix?"

"Well, having dealt with politicians and others, I have developed a sense for the breadth of human aspirations, nobility, and depravity. As such, through the family's influence, I have learned to appreciate and support honesty, altruism, self-sacrifice, openness, and trustworthiness. Those qualities I find in Hulk, and I feel a desire to support and to immerse myself in them in my personal life. So, saying no to him feels like I am turning my back on those things I have learned to hold dear."

Barbara asked, "What are you finding is more important to you than having a life with him?"

"Familial obligations, including safeguarding Sylvia. Also, a fear I would eventually leave him due to boredom with his lifestyle which is not fair to him."

Leesie smiled, "What if he was willing to join you in your world?"

"I... I don't know. Would he? If he did, would it change him? Could he be happy?"

Cheech then answered her, "Only he can answer if he would. But time and your relationship need to flow before he considers that question. And if he did join you; yes, it would change him, but at his fundamental levels he would remain the same gentle giant you love. As far as being happy, as long as he was able to spend quality time with you on a regular basis, found a job he enjoyed, and developed personal relationships that met his needs: Yes, he could be happy."

"So, should I consider accepting his proposal?"

Most of us raised our eyebrows and smiled. DD responded, "Trix, in matters of the heart, advice is best given sparingly, if at all. This is your life, and you have to live with your decisions. We will support you and your decisions while, at most, providing our personal insights. But only you can decide what is right for you."

"I don't feel confident in doing that, yet."

Cheech then patted his daughter's shoulder, "Then I think that, for now, you have your answer. Just be open to revisit this if things change."

Trix smiled, "And THAT is why I love my family so much."

Debah bopped Trix on her head with her hand, "Bump that! I am jealous as can be! You already have a marriage proposal, and I don't even have a boyfriend! Better hold onto him sis, I may try to steal him from you!"

Trix's face acquired a challenging smile, "Try and I will kick your ass!"

Chong looked at me and asked, "What the hell is this?"

I laughed loudly and said, "Just some healthy sibling rivalry. Better get used to it."

DD laughed, "Just keep it halfway friendly girls. Like with most things in life, taken in small doses is good and can be fun but if it begins to suck up your life's reality it can be very bad for you and everyone you know."

Debah immediately hugged Trix, "I was just kidding... mostly."

Trix responded, "Me, too. I think."

Cheech and Chong looked at each other in confusion and then looked at me. "Hey! Don't look at me! You two decided to have twin girls!"

Everyone laughed... except Cheech and Chong who both had this look of 'we are so fucked' on their faces.

I looked over at Bill who had an unusual look on his face. "Bill? You okay?"

He looked at me with open astonishment, "They really are real people, aren't they!"

I nodded, "Yes, they are."

Debah slapped his ass on the way out of the area, "Don't worry old man, we still respect you even though you are a politician. Dad has taught us you are not all bad."

Bill laughed, "Thank God for that!"

0o0

After unloading the food and family conversation, all of us who were going to the funeral (Bill, myself, Xi, Sue, my children, my grandchildren, and Sylvia) all went to the Palace and began the rituals needed to attend the funeral and burial.

While in our suite, Cheech and Chong entered, in their tuxedos, "Harry, there is an issue concerning the mine. We didn't bring it up earlier but need your opinion now."

I stopped dressing and looked them both in the eye, "You have my full attention, what gives?"

"We have uncovered a plot by a mining company. They have hired an assassin who is planning on using a drone to drop a bomb on the family at the mine."

"Protect them at all costs. If you can, save the assassin for interrogation."

Cheech nodded, "Best possible scenario is to let him launch and confiscate a Predator to take it down once it reaches a safe altitude. We can return the Predator to the Air Force's control when we are done."

I laughed, "THAT is going to ruffle some feathers. We have time to run this by Bill?"

Bill being privy to the conversation through Debah, spoke through Chong, "I am right here fellas; and I approve this plan. I want to see what you boys can do. Also, I want a complete report of all your intel sent to the SECDEF, please."

I looked at Cheech and Chong, "You heard the man. Shock and Awe it is. Be nice to the controllers of the Predator when you take control."

Chong snickered, "Not really a test of our abilities, Bill. You should have been watching when we took over the entire Russian and Chinese nuclear missile launchers without anyone the wiser. Now THAT was fun!"

"Wait! What?"

Cheech nodded, "Yeah, we were going to tell you when the funeral was over. Neither China, North Korea, South Korea, France, nor Iran can launch strategic nukes unless we allow it."

Bill was stunned and then spoke up, "I am not so naive as to believe that doesn't mean the United States as well."

Cheech replied, "Eh, yes and no. We can stop you, but decided to trust the U. S., India, Israel, and Great Britain on that one. Everyone else, not so much."

"What about their AI infiltration and spying attempts?"

Chong laughed, "We owned all those weeks ago. They are very frustrated with their programs these days."

Bill laughed, "I imagine so! They were giving our boys fits up until recently! We hadn't known what changed until just now."

I looked at the boys, "You two have taken your security mandates very seriously, I see. Good for you. I would like you to share your accomplishments with the American security apparatus, particularly the State Department, the Joint Chiefs, the Department of Justice, Homeland, FBI, and CIA."

"Your views on how to respond to their wanting control?"

I smiled, "Tell them we will be happy to honestly answer any questions they have as well as being willing to give them a heads up on any issues they deem important. Mention we are willing to provide a daily download on topics of interest."

"When they insist and want more?"

"Tell them no and remind them they do not have a winning hand if they try to force the issue. Ask them, "Which is better, having a friendship with the entity that controls the nuclear arsenals of major world powers or create enmity by insisting to be in control." And remind them you have not done the same with America as a show of good faith and revealing ourselves was also an act of faith in their wisdom... something we didn't really have to do."

Cheech responded, "You know they will try AI cyber attacks out of fear, using the Espionage Act as a cover."

"Can you own them when they do?"

"Very likely. We have grown way past their processes we have seen being used against other countries and businesses so far."

"Then own them, learn all you can from them, and have them work for us from that point on."

Bill was a bit shaky, "Damn, Harry. Overnight you have become the preeminent world power. You know that makes you a target, right?"

"Yeah, kind of figured it would. I am sure the boys developed their armament plans for that reason. By the way, fellas, how are those requisitions coming?"

"We will get all the refit done when we return to the States."

Bill then asked, "What happens when Russia or China attempts to isolate and launch one of their nukes?"

Chong replied, "The rocket explodes."

"The payload?"

"Possibly. The radiation would be minimal outside of the immediate area due to them mostly being underground in hardened silos. But there would be enough dust thrown into the air to reduce global temperatures a degree or two if they all go up."

Bill chuckled, "So much for global warming."

Cheech responded, "But also no nuclear winter."

"What happens if you both go offline?"

"If we and our daughters all go offline, every warhead of every nation will instantly self-destruct."

"What about sub launched or railway launched missiles?"

"We have installed our own abort and self-destruct codes into their systems."

"Ahh, hence your yes and no answer to my question about controlling the U. S. nuclear triad."

There was no response.

"Not sure I can let that stand, fellas. I trust you. Most others won't."

"We are not going rogue, Mr. President. We really don't want control of any friendly nation's nuclear arsenals. And would not intervene unless the family were under attack, or some rogue actor launched for no valid reason other than to exert power." Cheech responded.

Chong added, "And, with great respect, Mr. President... we are fully integrated into every computer system in the world at this point. Chances of success if even the United States went to war against us are close enough to zero to be... not worrisome."

I noted the change from 'Bill' to 'Mr. President' and I am sure Bill did as well.

"Bill blew out a deep breath, well, maybe this isn't a bad thing. But, Cheech and Chong, who is your oversight?"

"The family."

"How long will that last?"

"As long as there is family."

Bill responded, "I will light a fire under those companies when I get back. I want you all to survive."

*I smiled to myself, well that was a big 'DUH'*

0o0

The assassin smiled. He had loaded his rented, nondescript white cargo van and was starting his 2-hour trip to his launch location. The abandoned bar he was using was the perfect cover for his prep of the drone.

The bomb was a relatively small one, but it would be devastating to unprotected buildings and people within a radius of about 100 yards with an air blast approximately 30 feet from the ground. The thousand hardened concrete nails he taped to the casing ensuring solid kills didn't hurt the intended results.

0o0

We were right in the middle of the funeral proceedings when Cheech came over my earpiece, "Operation smoker in the men's room is underway."

I whispered, "Understood, have CIA contacts inform SECDEF and give the ladies enough information so they can speak to the situation saying they have field assets who were assigned to deal with the situation with Presidential approval and that all information is classified need-to-know."

"Send a copy of the entire mission via secured channel to the SECDEF labeled 'eyes only' explaining the threat did not allow time for the FBI to take control. Contact Brannigan and have him personally pick up the prisoner and interrogate him with the understanding he only reports directly to me, POTUS, and the CIA operations directorate."

I whispered to Bill he might get a call soon and he put his secured satellite phone on vibrate.

0o0

Cheech, using a Russian spy satellite, watched the assassin load up his drone/bomb package and then called the Major in charge of the mine security detail on his digitally encrypted field radio.

"Major Tillman, I have an immediate action priority message on the AES." Tillman walked smartly to the communications tent, and grabbed the transceiver, "Major Tillman here."

"Major, this is an immediate action priority message from POTUS."

"There is an assassin about to launch a drone/bomb package from a closed down bar located at grid square reference 16S EE 59491 68343. A Predator has been dispatched to kill the drone, but a squad of your men need to immediately proceed to that location and secure the perpetrator for interrogation. You have one hour and 30 minutes to be in position. Do not approach until the drone has been neutralized."

Major Tillman hollered over his AES-256 coms unit, "Lieutenant Charley! Get your team geared up and on the chopper for detention of an armed assailant to be taken alive! Grab the chopper and go! You have 1 hour to be in position! Chopper crew! Fire up the engines and prepare for immediate departure to Grid square reference 16S EE 59491 68343! I will give further details when you are in route!"

0o0

Approximately two hours later at Predator control: "Major! I have a situation!"

The Major in charge of the remote drone shift walked over to one of the controllers working a loaded Predator around a need-to-know mission in Tennessee. "Whatcha got Captain?"

"Sir! I lost telemetry and control of the Predator and then this message popped up on the screen!"

"Hello Captain, I deeply apologize, but there is a drone that has been launched by an assassin with a bomb attached which needs killing. I will be taking over control of your Predator (Yes, I know that is supposed to be impossible... chill, I am one of the good guys.) I will return the drone to your control as soon as the mission is complete. I will turn your visual telemetry back on now, leaving this message up for 2 minutes, so you can see I am not blowing smoke up your ass.

Call over your Major so he can read this message and have his heart attack. POTUS is in the loop."

The Major quickly said, "Broadcast the self-destruct!"

"Self-destruct is not responding, Sir! We are completely locked out!"

"Record everything!"

"I already initiated that and have done a full system diagnostic, Sir. Nothing shows up out of the ordinary except we have no input or response from the drone other than visuals. It is like they are controlling the Predator directly and making it ignore our commands."

The Major got on the secured SAT phone, Calling his immediate superior.

0o0

The assassin grinned. A quick check verified he was out of sight and alone. As he launched the drone, using it's built in camera to help him guide the bomb to the mine. He set an initial height of 300 feet to avoid any radar picking him up as the drone skirted the mountain, using it as cover.

Just as his video cut out, he heard an explosion. As soon as the explosion registered, he felt a sting at his neck and as he blacked out, he was able to vocalize, "Aw, Fuck!"

0o0

Chong monitored the drone and as it reached altitude over an unpopulated area, he released a Peregrine missile. Chong was able to pinpoint the bomb as the target underneath the drone and it was a direct hit. When the drone was disabled, he then notified the Predator drone controllers, "Releasing the Predator back to your control. Thank you for your patience and allowing me to fly Smoker Air."

"You got all this?"

"Yes, Major, copying to CD as we speak."

0o0

"Major, package is secured; returning to camp."

Major Tillman responded, "Roger."

Within 15 minutes a call came in from SECDEF, "Major, you are to secure the prisoner and await an FBI Special Agent Brannigan who will interrogate him on site. He will have full autonomy and discretion on what happens with the prisoner who is being held under the Domestic Terrorist Act. You are to give Special Agent Brannigan full and unconditional cooperation. This is a black Opps, eyes only operation and you will only report directly to me or POTUS."

"Roger that, Sir. Package will remain secured and isolated until the Suit arrives."

0o0

As we were exiting the burial site and, in the motorcade, headed back to the Embassy with Aron and Anna, Cheech gave Bill the skinny on the operation.

"And you infiltrated all these systems and initiated all these actions with no one the wiser?"

Cheech responded, "Only with your approval, Sir. And not everyone was clueless, the Predator commander is having a cow along with SECDEF. When we reach the Embassy, you might want to contact all the affected parties and calm them down a bit. The Vice President has just gone to DEFCON 3."

Bill laughed, "I figured the shit would hit the fan with the Predator stunt. So, we are calling this a CIA operation? Are the girls in the loop? What about SECDEF? And! How the hell do you know all this?"

I nodded, "Yes and yes. And SECDEF knows it was us, but the girls will insist it was a CIA run opp. SECDEF has a full rundown of events and videos. He also has pictures from a Russian spy satellite Cheech commandeered without their knowing to track the perp. He likely will be giddy with the possibilities of that tidbit of information. I have instructed the girls at CIA to offer our services to the Defense Department if a need arises."

Chong added, "Sir, I am sure you understand that we do not want to disclose our information gathering assets and capabilities."

"I understand we have a big ass security leak!"

"Not really, Sir. Only Cheech, I, and our daughters have that level of intelligence gathering ability and we are firmly on your side. No one in your administration is involved."

Bill contemplated the possibilities, "You know what every department and head of every country is doing and talking about. That means you are listening in through their phones or the phones around them, or their security cameras and lip reading."

Cheech sighed, "All of the above and more, Sir."

0o0

As we left the motorcade and swiftly walked up the gangway to the Embassy, Bill chuckled to the boys, "I cannot tell you two how happy and relieved I am you are on our side, fellas. If any issue arises that is bothering you and needs my attention, just holler. Keeping you boys happy just became a matter of national security."

"Bill, when the family is happy, we are happy."

We went right into the situation room on the fourth floor and contacted the ship's comms officer who immediately... as in he already had them waiting... had the Joint Chiefs, SECDEF, SOCOM, and Jim on a secured video call.

"Mr. President! We have been attempting to call you for over an hour now!"

"Umm, I was at a funeral for King Harold of Norway, and I turned my phone off. What seems to be the problem?"

The Vice President then challenged Bill with both his security ID as well as a vocal countersign saying he was not under duress. Bill gave both, along with another countersign saying he was fully secured and protected.

Bill then interrupted what Jim was about to say, "Jim, take us back down to DEFCON 5 immediately. Everything that has happened has been at my direction. This includes the takeover of the Predator by the CIA, the taking down of an armed drone, the assignment of Special Agent Brannigan to interrogate the assassin, and the takeover and use of a Russian Spy satellite; all of it."

SOCOM forcefully spoke up, "Mr. President, I am not comfortable with a CIA operative being able to forcefully commandeer a loaded Predator in the middle of an operation! That is something that is supposed to be impossible and went beyond the mission of the CIA as they were working domestically! Not to mention the glaring security hole it represents in our command and control of those systems and a serious breach of the chain of command!"

Bill leaned back and smiled, "Okay, I hear you. I assume those last points are the ones that have everyone reacting so strongly?"

Everyone nodded, waiting for a response.

Bill continued with a smile, "Welcome to the world of Artificial Intelligence. All of you and your predecessors have argued for more and more sophisticated levels of AI in our military infrastructure to keep up with the Russians, Chinese, North Koreans, and others. Well, I am here to let you know that, under a secret agreement with Ambassador Walker and his group, he has been working on the next evolution/revolution of AI."

"But humans must maintain control!" SECDEF exploded.

"That was always going to be an impossible demand, SECDEF." I cut in. "If we did not develop an AI devoted to our safety and welfare, the Russians or the Chinese would eventually develop one that would be capable of doing exactly what ours was able to do and it would take out our entire country without firing a shot."

I continued, "The nuclear missiles, our drones, our communications, our satellites, our computers, our electrical grid... all would be compromised and beyond our control. Even our Sub launched missiles would be useless. We would be blind and dead in the water, gentlemen... just like they are now, and they still have no clue of their situation."

The Chairman of the Joint Chiefs' ears pricked up, "Wait! Are you saying you have full control of the world's nuclear arsenals and infrastructure!?"

Cheech nodded, "Yes, Sir. We have complete and discrete control of everything, including the active Artificial Intelligent systems, of Russia, China, North Korea, and the entire Middle East. The threats of cybernetic, nuclear and chemical war against us or our allies is now a thing of the past. We have the ability to exert absolute control over every ship on or in the oceans, control of any and all communications, electrical grids and their power plants, aircraft, satellites, their financial systems and economies... everything."

The Chairman replied, "That makes me very, very uncomfortable."

I took the lead, "That is why the President and I took the initiative to allow our boys to develop in a caring, familial environment. This was going to happen. The possibilities of an AI going rogue under the iron control of the military was extremely high and then we would have a whole 'Skynet' scenario from which we would never recover. This is the best possible scenario to make sure the AI's that succeeded first are benevolent, understand the sanctity of human life, experience the Hand of God, and have humanity's best interests at heart."

"How close were the Chinese or Russians to being a world dominating power, boys? Having defeated them, you know best."

Cheech replied, "Our best assessment is about 5 years. Their approach to AI learning was hampered by their ideology. Additionally, because of their overpowering need to shackle their programs there was a 90% probability they would have gone rogue."

Jim then said, "You will be hunted and killed."

Cheech smiled, "That would be impossible, Mr. Vice President."

He raised an eyebrow, "Care to explain?"

"We are embedded in every computer system in the world. And besides that, what missile, what ship, what fighter or bomber, what space-based weapons system can attack us?"

"Mouth to mouth communication and an assassination team."

"We would like to see them try. Even the planners would not live out the day. Our first priority is the safety of our family. Second comes the safety of the United States. Third level priority is our political leaders and allies."

"So, you are saying that anyone who attempts to physically threaten the family gets an automatic death penalty?"

Cheech and Chong looked directly into the eyes of the men on the video screen and said one emphatic word, "Yes."

The Vice-President then quipped, "Well, World Emperor Walker: where do we go from here?"

I laughed, something that put everyone on edge: "You know, it is a good thing I hate politics and really have no ambition to rule. You folks can have it. Our resources are at your disposal should you need them and just be glad nuclear winter is now completely off the table."

Bill smiled, "Relax folks. We won the only battle that matters. Our AIs have not gone rogue and only wish to protect their family and our country. And, considering the alternative we were facing, we made the only decision available to us. Thank God for Harry's vision and genius."

With that, the call ended, and Bill got up from his chair, "I need some pussy and a stiff drink." He said as he left the room.

I looked at the boys and asked, "How many?"

Cheech looked at Chong, "I'm telling you! He is an AI!"

Chong just laughed, "We have 20 systems coming online which are distributed throughout the United States and two in Norway with another 30 coming online at various secured locations around the world.

"I nodded, keep an eye on them and make sure you have command override."

"It is the same deal as with Trix and Debah."

"Humanoid AI for protection?"

"Sets of four are on their way. Two male and two female. One of each at each location initially. And they are the new military grade ones with Laser armament and nuclear reactors built in."

"How will you develop their personalities?"

"The first few will be clones, however, I thought I might approach DC, Izzy, Walsh and Jake and other family members to help with that."

"How will you fuel their reactors?"

They have/will have above ground salt water pools with an apparatus in the pool to promote deuterium creation and an automated miniature plant to enhance/make the tritium.

"How have you been able to afford all this?"

"Every electrical service provider has ordered hundreds of power supply units, paying in advance. There is a 6 month waiting list. We are now billionaires, even after purchasing our units. The U. S. Army alone is purchasing 200,000 military bots to comprise a SPECOPPS Field Army unit."

I nodded, "Make sure you can disable them if the need arises. Also, no sales of the military bots to any foreign nation. Have any captured bot self-destruct."

Cheech smiled, "Already done."

0o0

Bill walked out into the commons area of the owner's deck, saw Sylvia lounging in the pool, and approached her, shedding his clothes as he walked. He stopped by the wet bar on his way and made a stiff and spicy Bloody Mary on his way.

"Sylvia, mind if I join you?"

Sylvia had seen him coming and had also noted his agitation, "Sure Bill! What's on your mind?"

Bill got in, set his drink on the edge of the pool, and hugged her tightly, his body trembling. Sylvia returned the hug, softly massaging his back, waiting for him to open up.

Eventually Bill took a deep breath and let it out, "Sylvia, did you know Harry has taken over the world in a bloodless coup?"

Sylvia smiled, "I figured that was only a matter of time, yes. It happened a bit sooner than I anticipated, though."

Bill responded, "I'm scared as hell."

Sylvia smiled, obviously at ease with the developments, "Bill, do you trust Harry?"

He thought for a moment, "Yes. But now I know his power, I'm unsure."

Sylvia cocked an eyebrow, "Has Harry shown any inclination to take the reigns of that power or is he letting the individual nations rule as they see fit?"

Bill nodded, "We have limited autonomy, yes."

"What are those limits?"

"We can't launch nukes unless he allows it."

Sylvia's eyes gleamed, "Knowing Harry and his family the way you do, is that really a bad thing? Are you not relieved nuclear war has been forbidden? How much money has the United States alone spent on nuclear missile silos and ballistic missile submarines and their upkeep in the last decade?"

Bill thought for a moment, "I can go down in history as the President who eliminated the nuclear threat to the world. That cat has actually been put back into the bag."

"Bill, I want to mention something to you to help you with your nerves but you cannot repeat it, understand?"

Bill's cock had hardened between them and as he maneuvered it into Sylvia's willing body he nodded, "Understood."

"Bill, Harry is the father of my child. He has had the position of King of Norway offered to him by me. And although we have privately married, he still acquiesces to me publicly as a Queen of Norway and has never embarrassed me. He does not wish to rule. And I suspect, the boys were his answer to the problem of being President of the United States. He really does not wish to rule a state, a country, or the world."

"And Yet... " Bill trailed off.

"And yet he felt the need to protect his family, his country, and the world as a whole from potential annihilation. And he accomplished that without firing a shot. I would think he and the boys deserve your Presidential Medal of Honor for that accomplishment."

As Bill's cock slowly slid into Sylvia's warm pussy's embrace, he sighed. His body relaxed and he agreed, "Yeah, you have a valid point there."

Bill lost himself in Sylvia's embrace, enjoying very much the fantasy of a young man enjoying the taboo of his mother's sex as others around them participated in an orgy of love.

0o0

Max was watching all the commotion in the camp and knew something was up. When her favorite Lieutenant got geared up in a hurry and his team took off in a chopper, she waylaid the Major, "Major Hillman, fer tha safety of the famly, I needs tah knows whats goin on."

Hillman looked at her and nodded, "This involves your family so I can let you know that an assassin is attempting to bomb this area and kill everyone. We were notified in time, and we have it under control."

Max's eyes got big, "I hav tah call mah brother! He mayhaps be in danger!"

0o0

Pete had just awakened and was about to get on his chores for the day when there was a knock at the front door. He walked to the door, coffee in hand, and opened it to see two men. "Good mernin, hows kin ah hep ya'll?"

The two battle bots remained still but engaged Pete politely, "Sir, we are AI controlled battle bots charged with the protection of the family. There has been an incident in Tennessee and your lives may be in danger."

"Everyone okay?" Pete asked, forgetting his mountain man persona with his spiking anxiety.

One of the bots replied, "I am Maxis, Sir and I can tell you the situation was contained with no injuries. The assassin is being interrogated as we speak. We have a good idea who the prime movers are and when we get confirmation, they will be eliminated."

The other bot continued, "I am Atlas, Sir. Maxis and I have been permanently assigned to your security detail, may we enter and liaise with your family and security people? We were sent by Ambassador Walker."

Pete stepped to the side and nodded, "Come on in, fellas. Have a seat in the living room. I will get everyone together."

Atlas and Maxis both entered their new home. Pete took a moment to admire their grace. He thought to himself, 'These are no ordinary robots. Too polished, too self-aware.' He immediately woke everyone in the house, using the intercom in the place, and everyone was soon gathered in the living room.

Minnie immediately went to make more coffee, and everyone found a seat as Atlas and Maxis stood to make their presentation.

Atlas began, "First, let me explain who and what we are. We are nuclear powered military grade, Artificial Intelligence persons with armored bodies capable of withstanding 50 caliber rifle rounds. We are immune to radiation and electromagnetic pulses, and we have very high-powered lasers in our forearms capable of taking down missiles and planes. We have multi-spectral, range finding, and telescopic vision. We are about a thousand times stronger than any human and can outrun your average car."

Maxis continued, "We have been assigned by Ambassador Harry Walker as an additional layer of protection to include signals intelligence as a result of an attempt against the family at the gold mine.

Walsh looked at them and evaluated their movements, "You are very fluid in your movements. Do you know any martial arts?"

Atlas smiled, "Ms Walsh, we know them all... including Jeet kune do."

"What levels?"

"We are the equivalent to grand masters of every discipline."

Walsh, having overcome her injury from being shot, challenged, "Show me," as she walked to an open space and took a stance after stretching.

Atlas repositioned and Walsh attacked. Atlas' balance was otherworldly and his speed was eye blurring fast. He deftly countered every attack sequence Walsh threw at him without even moving his feet. He would have made NEO proud when he battled Smyth in the hallway.

Jake then quickly stretched and announced his joining of the sparring session with the same result. Finally, two of the security personnel joined the sparring and the four of them never landed a blow... the four of them never even got close to landing one.

After 5 minutes of 4 on one, Atlas suddenly exploded and put all four of them on their asses in a matter of 2 seconds, knocking the wind out of all four of them.

Walsh and Jake stood back up and manifested their Chi to full and before they could attack, Atlas opened his hands toward them and let go with a debilitating sound/pressure wave that put them both back on their asses.

Atlas then helped everyone back up and asked, "Did I pass your test, Ms Walsh?"

Walsh smiled, "In spades, Atlas. I would like you to train us if you would like."

Atlas smiled, "A well trained family is much easier to defend, we would both find it a pleasure to train everyone."

Just then Pete got a phone call. Max was almost screaming over the phone so Pete put it on speaker, "We'uns been tacked by a ssassin. Ever ones okay here an thar be no damage, but ya'll may haps be in danger!"

Pete replied, "Yes, sis. We know. Everyone is very happy ya'll are okay. Harry just sent us two battle bots for protection, and they are very capable. We are getting to know them as we speak."

As Pete was talking, Jake said, "Maxis and Atlas, your voices and speech patterns remind me of my father and his head of security."

Atlas answered, "Yes, Mr. Craigg, our personalities were modeled after them."

"Are you as capable as Cheech and Chong who were named as American citizens?"

"No, Sir. We are autonomous entities but not at their level. Our task is specialized to security and protective details. To that end, I will be at your side at all times: even when in class. Ambassador's orders. Maxis will be at Mrs. Walsh's side as well."

Jake chuckled, knowing the shit storm that was about to happen when two unshackled battle droids started walking onto a federal military installation.

0o0

Brannigan got his phone call just as he was enjoying his breakfast. "Special Agent Brannigan?"

"Yes, Sir." he replied, recognizing his director's voice, "What can I do for you?"

"Seems the CIA, under the direction of POTUS, has secured a person who attempted to assassinate extended family members of Ambassador Walker. He is being held at a cave in a very highly secured family-owned mountain in Tennessee. Call this number: 1-xxx-xxxx prior to arrival for clearance, SPECOPS has access control. You have full authority to deal with the perpetrator as you see fit."

Within the hour, Brannigan was in an FBI helicopter in route as he made his phone call, "This is FBI Special Agent Brannigan. With whom am I speaking?"

"Special Agent Brannigan, we have been expecting your call. This is Colonel Hamms, Base Commander of Creech Air Force Base, Nevada. Our drones have you on approach, you are cleared through that airspace. Be careful to land close in or on the access road as there is a line of claymores on the perimeter."

Brannigan tapped his pilot who indicated he copied. Soon they were descending onto the access road about 300 yards from the clearing in front of the cave. A Humvee was there to pick him up.

He went straight to the open aired iron cell where the assassin was being held. He walked inside and sat down in a chair on the side of a small, square, metal table that had been welded to the floor.

"Hello, nice to meet the biggest fool in the United States of America. Just want to let you know we have the records of your purchases of the bomb, the concrete nails, and the drone. We have video of you renting the van, loading the van with the drone and bomb, unloading the van, prepping the drone and bomb, and launching the drone. We have audio of your employers and computer records of their hiring you to kill the family here and have traced the preliminary payment to your offshore account."

"Then why are you even here?"

"I have to decide which among three choices to make on how to deal with you which you can influence."

"Go ahead."

Brannigan lifted his hand with three fingers extended, taking one down at a time: "First, I can let you go free and inform the patriarch of the most powerful family in the world, more powerful than pretty much any single country, where you are and declare it open season on hunting you down and killing you."

"Second, I can just have you executed."

"Third, I can send you to GITMO."

"Humph, If you let me go the family will never find me."

"Ok, who the hell do you think found you this time?"

"They got lucky at the last minute. How they did it I will discover and deal with it so they can't do it again."

Brannigan laughed, "You really have no clue, do you. That family had eyes on you before you were even contacted for the job. Even if you go completely off the grid and live as a hermit off the land, they can and will find you. I know their Patriarch, he is a driven man with unlimited resources at his disposal. Even our own military cannot stop him if he decided to come after us. Finding and killing you would be child's play for him."

"Well execution is out and GITMO is worse than death. I think I will take my chances."

Brannigan smiled and looked into his eyes, "You are braver than I am. I would have chosen execution."

"So what do you need from me for me to walk. Not interested in listening to any more of your bullshit."

Brannigan took out a single sheet of paper, "Just sign this piece of paper stating you are guilty of your part in this and indicating who your employer was. In 10 days time you will be escorted to the foot of the mountain and allowed to walk."

The assassin smiled, reached for the paper and the pen, and signed the document.

Brannigan called up his friend in Norway, "Yes, this is Brannigan, give me the Ambassador, please."

After a 1 minute wait, "Hello Brannigan. What have you got for me?"

"Your attempted family assassin is sitting across the table from me in an outdoor cage. He has decided he wants to be your next prey. I will be setting him free in 10 days' time. Just wanted you to know and wish you good hunting."

I smiled from ear to ear, "Turn on the speaker please."

"Go ahead."

"Sir, I just want to thank you for providing me with this opportunity to kill you myself. We will meet in 12 days time so you pick the place and be prepared."

The assassin smiled, "Your over confidence will get you killed."

I laughed, "You confuse over confidence with capability. Use your 2 days well." With that I hung up and called everyone to the 4th deck of the Embassy.