Standing in for Dad Ch. 66

After Red signed off, HL looked to his coms officer and sighed, having made a decision, "Get me the Embassy back on the coms."

Red was right in the middle of a bone crunching climax from her Pet when HL called back. "Red, Captain of the Truman is back on the line."

Red held her finger up for a few seconds as she pushed through her climax, muttering to herself about his timing, "Yes, HL, what can we assist you with? Over." She responded, slightly out of breath and very frazzled as she winked approvingly to her pet and blew her a kiss.

"Red, Hillibrand here again. Thought it might be worth mentioning you have a Russian naval fleet that has vectored towards you. Over."

"Oh? With hostile intentions you think? Over."

"Our intelligence says they are out to sink you, yes."

With that the CIC AI called out, "Man ye battle stations ye swabbies!" and brought the full might of the Embassy online.

HL continued, "The battle group consists of 5 Project 20385 Russian missile frigates (armed with 8 Zircon mach 9 anti-ship/cruise missiles, 64 SAMs, and 8 torpedo tubes each), five Project 667 diesel-electric submarines (with 10 kalibr class anti-ship missiles and 6 torpedo tubes each), four Project 1164 Atlant cruisers (with 16 P-1000 Vulcan anti-ship supersonic cruise missiles, 64 surface to air missiles, and 10 torpedoes each), and two Project 1155 Udaloy-class destroyers (with 8 anti-ship missiles, 64 SAM missiles, and 8 torpedo launchers each) among other more short range arms. Over"

Red whistled, "Okay, so we are facing up to 170 ship killing missiles with varying ranges out to 1,000 kilometers (555 miles) and a shit load of SAMs. Over."

HL replied, "That is about the size of it. You are already in range of their Zircons and P-1000 anti-ship missiles. We can respond if you are fired upon, but with that many missiles it is going to be difficult to ensure your safety if you are focus fired upon, even with our entire fleet engaging. Over"

Red called out into the air of the bridge, "What do you say, CIC, can we handle them?"

CIC answered, "Me only concern Cap'n Red be thar nuclear capable Zircons. Wes kin knock em out o' the sky but if'n one o' them splodes a nuc' things get dicey. Cap'n Red, if'n ya wanna engage thar arses, I sugest a s'prise attack."

HL heard the AI and exclaimed, "RED! Taking on a whole Russian battle group with just your ship is suicide!"

"CIC calculate the chance of an annihilation of the Russian fleet with zero casualties on our end with an initial surprise attack on those Zircons."

"Cap'n Red! Me figures a 99% chance we sink em all, aargh!"

Red chuckled into her coms with HL, "Just sit back and watch what this baby can do, HL. I strongly suggest you gear up for a massive rescue operation as we are going to sink all eleven surface ships and all five subs. Get your underwater assets out of the way. Don't want a friendly fire incident on our hands. Over."

HL whispered to his coms officer to warn off the sub trailing the Russian fleet, "Red! You can't take on the whole Russian battle group! Over!"

0o0

"Captain! We got flash traffic from the Truman!"

Barnacle Bill took the missive and read it. It torqued his jaw. He had spent the better part of two days getting into a strategic position with the Reds and now he was being ordered to immediately disengage and clear the area.

"Helm! Full stop! Quietly lower us to the bottom, XO."

Helm repeated and acted on the order and the XO had the diving officer slowly open the valves and put them on the sea floor.

"Sonar, Con. Listen for those Russian subs. If any of them are close to us, advise so we can disengage."

"Con, Sonar: Eye Eye, Captain. Ears out looking for subs and will advise if one draws close."

0o0

Red laughed, "Get your airborne surveillance up and recording, HL. This will be something the Defense department will want to see. Out."

"CIC why did you not inform me of the fleet?"

"Sorry, Cap'n Red. There's been no chatter 'bout 'em bein' hostile. HL musta had personal intel on em ah missed. 'At suggests a coms system Cheech 'n Chong needs ta infiltrate. Red? Could yah call me by name? I likes tha name Redbeard."

"What's your battle plan, Redbeard."

Red had a short discussion with the CIC AI and they came up with a very good battle plan. Before they went to war with Russia, however, she had one of the bots contact Harry.

0o0

We had just landed at DC and Izzy's private landing strip and were about to get into our limousines when Cheech called an emergency meeting. "Harry, it seems Red has decided to declare war on a Russian fleet off of the west coast of Cuba that has orders to sink the Embassy."

My eyes got big, "What the fuck! What is the situation, Red?"

"Sorry, Harry, we ran into the Truman and HL gave us a heads up about this Russian battle group having orders to sink us. We could outrun them, but eventually we would have to fight them anyway, so the CIC AI and I have come up with a battle plan that has a 99% chance of destroying the entire fleet with no losses on our end using the element of surprise."

I just shook my head, "So much for staying out of trouble, eh?"

Red replied, "I tried! Damn Russians had to fuck it up!"

"Okay, hash out your battle plan for me and the family."

We went over the battle plan and Chong added, "Redbeard has the exact positions of those subs and the choppers can take them out with under slung torpedoes."

"Redbeard?" I asked.

Chong laughed, "The CIC AI has decided his name is Redbeard the pirate. Says he was inspired by Red's name."

I shook my head and Dad just laughed.

Barns spoke up, "Hit the subs first with low insertions of those torpedoes. Assign two to each sub. As advanced as those new helos and torps are they will never see the helicopters coming and the torpedoes will not miss. Then you only have to worry about the surface ships."

Redbeard acknowledged and pulled in the choppers to land while Red reduced speed for open air, top deck operations.

One of the LTs then looked at the boys, "Keep us informed, please."

0o0

The onboard bots were already working with the maintenance personnel to haul ten of the ship's compliment of advanced torpedoes up to the top deck and affix them to the undercarriages of the helicopters. The attack helos got two each and the transport helo got six. This load out maximized both systems and Redbeard was updating their software real time to direct and synchronize their attacks.

When they were launched by the helicopters, their onboard systems would then be on their own, following the battle plan laid out by Redbeard but able to make adjustments on the fly should the plans go awry.

During this time, the Embassy maintained course, giving no signs the Russian fleet could interpret as signals the ship was gearing up for battle. The helicopters launched and vectored to preset locations to release the torpedoes so each submarine would be hit near simultaneously.

The choppers hovered just feet above the waves as they released their futuristic weapons. The torpedoes barely making a sound as they entered the water and made their way towards where the enemy subs would be.

The helicopters released their attachment harnesses into the sea to regain full stealth and slowly rose up to 30,000 feet which gave them the tactical advantage they needed to coordinate their surprise attack.

0o0

Redbeard relayed, "Wez just a waitn fer the torps ta be inta p'sition."

Red and the entire crew held their breaths, along with the rest of the family at the Craigg castle.

0o0

HL slowly set his guided missile frigates in a picket line between his fleet and the Russians. F-35's were being loaded out with air-to-air missiles to assist in knocking down Russian missiles if it became necessary. He was in CIC and irritable as a wet hen. He kept repeating to himself that her suicide was not his fault. But he would be damned if he wouldn't help out once the shooting started. He could always claim he was defending a U. S. Embassy under assault.

0o0

The commander of the Russian fleet was smirking. This fancy Embassy was no match for his fleet. The ship seemed totally unaware of their impending doom. Suddenly, his sonar operator shouted a warning.

"Captain! We have 10 torpedoes in the water in formations of two each. But they are not attacking the surface fleet!"

"Battle Stations! Sonar! Where did they come from? Are there American submarines attacking us?"

"Sir! There were no reports or sounds to indicate any American submarines or the launch of any torpedoes! They have an acoustic signature unlike any we have ever recorded and just seemed to all come to life at once from different vectors! They are traveling at super high speeds and may be tracking our submarines!"

Just then, three different silos of the ship's advanced hypersonic missiles exploded, rocking the ship.

The captain looked out at the Zircon launchers. It took him a few moments to register what had happened and, in the smoke of the exploded missiles, he saw what could only be high powered lasers moving across the launchers. "Launch everything we have at the American ship! NOW!"

As he finished his command, three more Zircons were destroyed, leaving two left. He looked at his other heavy cruisers and saw the same things happening to all five ships. He spun around and yelled at his communication's officer, "Tell the Cruisers to launch all their Zircons before they are all blown up in their launch tubes!" As the coms officer was relaying the commands, the Fleet commander continued, "Have every ship launch all their anti-ship cruise missiles and saturate the air with missiles! focus fire on the Embassy!"

The captain sighed with relief when two of his Zircons were able to launch but the smile he allowed himself was soon replaced when five different underwater explosions, one right after the other, detonated in deep water. He looked at his sonar operator and the look on his face was all he needed to know that all five of his subs were sunk.

"Damn these Americans!" He shouted as his two Zircons rose up into the sky. But as they moved away from the ship, they also exploded, their fuel tanks ruptured by the lasers he had seen before in the smoke hovering over his ship.

"Those lasers have to be airborne! Find the planes! Fire our SAMs and knock them out of the sky!"

The radar operator shouted back, "Captain! We have no such contacts on our scope! They must be advanced fighters with new stealth technology! We cannot see them or lock onto them!"

0o0

Red was on the edge of her seat as all the shit hit the fan. When Redbeard announced all five submarines had been hit and sunk she screamed, "Yes! And the ship-based Zircons?"

"Cap'n Red, the helicopters ave taken out tha firs fifteen whilst still inside their launchers. They jus now disabled the second set o' 15 but 10 are launching. We've achieved complete surprise!"

Red shouted to the helm, "Anise! Flank speed! Make for the center of the Russian fleet! Be prepared for evasive action!"

Anise slammed the throttles full open and held on as the 'Le Délice de Susan literally jumped out of the water as she accelerated into the fray. As she moved the ship's wheel to send them into the mouth of the beast, Anise smiled.

0o0

To say HL was shocked is like saying an electric chair execution causes a bit of a tickle. Not only was his jaw hitting the floor of CIC, everyone on every ship in the fleet who was in their respective combat information centers were whispering variations on the theme, "No fucking way!" as they watched the total annihilation of the Russian fleet.

0o0

Of the initial 80 Vulcan missiles that had been fired, the helicopters were able to knock out 45 of them before they flew out of effective range.

On the bridge of the 'Le Délice de Susan, Red watched as the swarm of missiles came in a long string of focused fire. When the first missiles had come into the range of their much-advanced Sparrow based missiles, Redbeard staggered their 70 launches, assigning two Sparrows to each Vulcan. The first wave was intercepted at 50 miles out. The missiles were having a 75% hit rate, which was unheard of.

There were only 9 Vulcan missiles left after the first wave of Sparrow launches. As soon as it became obvious when a Vulcan missile was missed, Redbeard launched another two missiles at it. After the second wave of Sparrows, there were only three Vulcans left. Redbeard waited for confirmation of a hit or miss before beginning to hit the remaining incoming missiles with the ship's lasers.

Red shouted, "Good job Redbeard!"

"Well thank ye, Cap'n Red! Shall we sink them all?"

"Damn straight we sink them all!"

Redbeard began directing Anise on the helm to best attack the surface ships in the fleet.

The 'Le Délice de Susan, being as big as she was, had difficulty avoiding most of the CIWS rounds before the helicopters and ship-based lasers could take them out, but considering the rounds had no effect, Red wasn't worried.

The helicopters took out the first cruiser's close in defenses as Anise used it for cover by putting it between them and the rest of the fleet while the ship-based lasers cut three lines, one vertically down halfway to the bow, one to the stern, and one amidships, all to the waterline. The lasers cut straight through the ship and soon the flooding and lack of structural support above the waterline had the cruiser breaking up into three parts.

From that point the ship was sinking fast. But 'Le Délice de Susan didn't sit and watch... they maneuvered over to the next ship and cut them to pieces.

0o0

The Russian fleet commander managed to send a flash message to Moscow just before his ship was cut to pieces, "U. S. Embassy ship has handily sunk all five submarines and all surface vessels in the fleet. There was no damage to the Embassy ship."

0o0

HL couldn't believe his eyes. The 'Le Délice de Susan destroyed five submarines and 170 anti-ship missiles and was now charging straight into the center of the Russian fleet. The helicopters, which he could not see... only the effects of their laser batteries, had not been idle after the Vulcan missiles got past them and they were busy taking out the main guns of the Russian ships.

This left the Russian fleet with only their Gatling guns and machine guns to attack the 'Le Délice de Susan... and he knew the Embassy ship was impervious to those projectiles.

Within minutes, mayday calls began flooding the airwaves as the 'Le Délice de Susan danced in between the surface ships of the Russian fleet at speeds approaching 100 knots, hitting them with lasers so powerful they were carving even the larger frigates into pieces like hot knives through soft butter.

Within 20 minutes of the sinking of the subs and the first strike on the surface ships, the entire Russian fleet was sunk and beginning to litter the bottom of the Gulf. HL shook his head in disbelief and announced to his staff, "All ships, move in to secure the survivors."

The officer of the deck replied in a hushed whisper, "Eye, Eye Captain."

HL then ordered, "Send everything to the department of defense by secured satellite communications."

0o0

Cheech and Chong decided a strong response was necessary to ensure this didn't happen again.

0o0

In the war room of Washington DC, Bill, the Vice President, the Joint Chiefs, the Secretary of Defense, the Directors of the FBI, CIA, and Homeland, along with the State Department watched as the 'Le Délice de Susan utterly and completely destroyed an entire Russian fleet by herself while taking on no damage. Nothing even got close to her. Nothing really threatened her.

Those in attendance, excluding the CIA (at Bill's insistence), had developed a top-secret communication's web with the Russians and had delivered the 'Le Délice de Susan to them on a silver platter. Bill was not excited about the plan, but his hands were tied.

When it was all over, Bill said aloud, "Now do you see why we don't want to move against them? To threaten their family is to invite utter ruin upon anyone who dares. Leave them alone unless and until we are attacked... and then pray."

Everyone else was speechless. The Joint Chiefs and Homeland each vocally exclaiming their dismay with the results.

Just then, NORAD called into the War Room. Bill took the call.

"Mr. President! We are getting intel from our satellites that 40 Russian nuclear missiles across Russia have detonated in their silos!"

"Was it the actual warheads or their fuel? We need to know if we should initiate a fallout protocol!"

"Mr. President, we are not seeing the mushroom clouds, EMP blast waves, or radiation associated with warhead detonations at this time. If things change, we will inform you immediately."

"NORAD, go to DEFCON 2! We need to be ready." When Bill hung up the secured phone he repeated, "Now we pray the family doesn't decide we need a lesson as well."

0o0

The Russian president, in deep shock, sat back in his chair at the head of the table with his military advisors, "What just happened!"

No one had answers.

0o0

The family at the castle danced, whooped, and handed out high fives before everyone stripped and began an orgy as they celebrated the smashing victory of the 'Le Délice de Susan over the substantial Russian fleet. This was mirrored on the Embassy right after Redbeard was saluted by the crew and thanked for saving their lives.

Back at the Castle, Barnes pulled Beth to him and just hugged her. As soon as they had heard, Barnes took his woman to their room and they both undressed each other. His cock was sandwiched between them and throbbing as he wrapped her up in his arms, but Barnes and Beth were much more into just enjoying the feel of each other against their skin.

They didn't speak, other than Beth whispering in Barn's ear, "Make love to your Pet, Master. Make her proud to satisfy your deepest desires."

Barnes picked her up and laid her in the center of the king-sized bed. He pulled her knees up and separated them after putting Beth's hands under her head. He then sat facing her, with his knees far apart and his manhood standing at full mast.

Beth looked at her muscular master and his throbbing manhood, licking her lips in anticipation.

Barnes then ran his fingertips, barely touching his woman's skin, all over Beth's body. He began with her face before moving to her ears and neck. He played special attention to the erogenous zones under her ears.

When he got to her breasts, he took both hands and gently placed them around the base of one breast; gently pressing in and sliding his hands up so they cupped her areola. Barnes then gently leaned over and sucked Beth's very sensitive nipple into his mouth, lathering it with his tongue before gently biting the nipple like she enjoyed.

Beth whimpered.

Barnes then licked her nipple again to sooth out the bite and repeated this with her other breast. When he was done, he sat back up and began to gently run his fingertips over her torso from the base of her breasts to the top of her completely bare mons Venus.

Beth's skin reacted to his touch; now feeling like small electrical currents emanating from his fingertips as they caressed her body. Her arousal growing with every touch and slide of his fingertips.

Barnes continued until his woman's breaths became fast and shallow. He then moved his fingers to her inner thighs, softly rubbing his fingertips up and down the very soft skin but not touching her pussy.

Whenever he got close, his lover would raise up her pelvis in invitation. But Barnes had other plans.

Beth felt the complete vulnerability to her lover. How he was playing her body like a well-tuned instrument of lust. She lost herself in the moment and let her body react as it willed.

Barnes slid his palm down her tummy and slipped his middle two fingers along the nexus of her outer lips and thighs, pressing softly. This had the effect of accentuating his lover's sex in a soft mound of now wet desire.

After a moment of massaging her outer lips, Barnes then repositioned her so her hands were gripping the headboard with him between her knees underneath her. Beth lowered her sopping pussy to her lover's lips, keeping just in reach of his tongue without pressing down.

This had the effect of keeping her clit fully engorged and hard as if in the midst of a spasm. Barnes wrapped his arms around his lover from behind, reaching around to play with and tweak her nipples as he concentrated on his pet's clit.

Beth felt the electricity of the tip of his tongue at the base of her clit. She moaned loudly as he pulsed his tongue into the base, causing her clit to become as hard as a nail just as he slid his tongue, every so lightly over the shaft before resting again at its base.

It was:

exquisite.

Each time her Master slid the tip of his tongue up and down her clit, she shivered in a mini climax.

Beth was gasping for air as her thighs began to tremble, but she was determined to let her master have his way with her. She fought off one of the most explosive climaxes she had ever experienced for as long as she could.

When she exploded, his woman gushed her sexual juices all over his chin and neck and shoulders. He could tell she could barely hold herself in position any longer so, as she was still in her aftershocks, he laid her back on the bed and got between her thighs and took her in one, long, hard, slick, pussy filling stroke up to his balls.

Beth was just coming down from her euphoria from that massive orgasm when her Master took her sex for his pleasure.

She immediately came again and again and again. Never fully getting over the next cresting wave before the next one hit. Each one higher than the last as her Master pumped her sex like a man gone wild.

Just as she was about to lose consciousness, he came for her.

She embraced the moment and lost awareness just as she felt the warm heat of his cum splash against her womb.

As for Barnes, he was seeing stars after he came. He knew Beth had succumbed to her pleasure, so he held the majority of his weight off of her with his elbows and knees, keeping his cock buried deeply within her cunt, until she came too.

Barnes then deftly rolled them over so his lover was laying on him and straddling his waist. He pulled her down onto him, her weight not oppressive, and they stayed like that for several minutes, kissing and recovering until Barnes needed to relax.

After Beth had recovered enough that her breathing was returning to normal, she exclaimed, "My love, you can do that to me any time you want."

"I knew you were enjoying yourself."

"Oh, baby. It was perfection. You turned our lovemaking into an unrivaled form of art. I loved it. Even the teasing was turning me on something fierce!"

Barnes smiled, "Turning you on full burner made me feel like a conquering warrior taking his battle prize for his own pleasure. Seeing your reactions only inflated my ego even more."

When they were able to walk, they went to the shower and enjoyed washing each other. When they dried each other off and walked back to the bed, it had been cleaned with new sheets and prepared for their short nap before dinner.

Beth giggled and Barnes responded, "Damn this staff is good!"

0o0

The Majordomo of the Craigg castle watched all the proceedings of lovemaking in the building. He had to admit, these people knew how to enjoy themselves and, judging from the responses, knew their ways around their lover's body.

As each opportunity arose, he had maids rush in and clean the beds or other furniture. Thank goodness the head maid had been giving him a blowjob as he watched. He exploded into her willing mouth twice while working the housekeeping for maximum efficiency.

0o0

Cheech and Chong were busy. Obviously, there was a communication node they were not plugged into. Thankfully, the Russian fleet commander used that method, which turned out to be a laser based, fractal encoded coms system bounced between satellites without being decoded until it reached its destination. The boys found it through the thermal blooming of the laser beam in the atmosphere and tracking it to its target. It took the two of them about a minute to figure out the encoding after they hacked into the data stream.

Cheech looked at Chong, "Harry needs to know this."

Chong agreed. "You know we have to act."

0o0

When the War Room had settled down the C. I. A. branch directors (Haley, Ginnie, and Minerva) all looked around the room. Minerva shook her head, "You F-U-C-K-I-N-G IDIOTS! Do you even realize what you have done?! You think your messages you have been sending back and forth to the Russians will not be found by the family?!"

Haley shook her head and shouted to the room, "State better get on top of this before Harry decides to teach us a lesson! We were a party to attacking his family! Heads will roll for this one and there is no way we can stop him!"

A very pregnant Minerva added, "We have hints that his AI robots have or are in the process of infiltrating every country's political infrastructure. It would be naive to think that has not also been the case here as well."

The Joint Chief piped up, "We will install metal detectors into the doorway jambs to defeat them."

Minerva laughed out loud, "You idiot, those things run off of computer chips. They will just hack them to not alert anyone and still have free reign. Hell, I would be surprised if this very room didn't have at least one of his A. I. bots in here with us right now."

One of the servers in the room laughed and everyone looked at him in stunned silence.

"You prove why Harry trusted you so much, Director."

The robot then popped up his lasers and eliminated the Joint Chiefs and the Director of Homeland Security. Leaving the room, he turned back to look at Bill and Jim's stunned faces, "This is the extent of the retribution. Next time, the cleansing will be much more extensive. The family is off limits. PERIOD. There is nowhere you can hide where we cannot find you. Live your lives and rule as you see fit up to that line. But you will not live to cross it a third time."

Bill let out a deep breath he didn't realize he was holding as the bot left the room with no one on the outside even knowing what had just happened.

SECDEF looked around the room. The lasers had cauterized all the amputations so there was little bleeding. But the top halves of all those who were assassinated were lying on the floor beside their chairs whose top halves had also be cut in half. His only statement was, "We are damn lucky they showed this much restraint."

Jim agreed, "No shit!"

0o0

Soon after, Brannigan was brought up to speed by the Director on what had transpired.

Brannigan bit his lip before responding in measured tones, "Did everyone figure out how fucking stupid that move was?"

The Director raised an eyebrow, but considering what happened, didn't take the bait, "I think everyone in the room who was still alive figured that out, yes."

0o0

After the battle was over, Red told Anise, "Make for the Temptation Cancun Resort and let's anchor 300 yards off their beach. Coms, get me the resort reservations number so I can book what rooms they have left."

Both responded, "Eye, Eye Captain."

It turned out there were enough rooms for everyone, and the party was on! Only a few bots stayed with the ship for security as the rest of the crew went onshore to enjoy the relaxed and sensual atmosphere of the resort for a week.

0o0

Cheech and Chong continued with their plan to produce massive numbers of AI robots. Their plans to infiltrate all of the major governments with human like members of their growing AI web were more successful than their original projections indicated.

Already, tensions were easing between nations, even given the recent attack on the Embassy Afloat that was coordinated between Russia and the United States. On a second front now underway, large scale and long-term food and water shortage relief was, in conjunction with help for the elderly and indigent, significantly and positively impacting the misery index of humanity on the quality-of-care front on a monthly basis.

It was time humanity began to conquer space. Current terraforming efforts on Mars were accelerated and a good portion of the AI robotic web, sporting entangled communications equipment, were allocated for shipment to Mars with the next terraforming supplies. The boys also began to work on a matter creation machine using zero-point energy to begin creating the hundreds of trillions of gallons of water needed to speed up the process.

The idea was to create enough greenhouse gasses to warm up the planet and provide a stable atmosphere. The addition of massive amounts of water would increase the gravity of the planet, helping to hold that atmosphere to the planet's surface while providing the necessary carbon dioxide and other gasses for virulent plant growth.

This was a delicate situation for the boys. Having access to the deepest and darkest government secrets around the world, they knew alien life had visited Earth many times and that some of their technology had been collected, deconstructed, and recreated.

This also meant humanity's beginning attempts at space travel would likely not be unknown or ignored.

The boys began to plan for contingencies should any future encounters be less than welcome.

0o0

With the major portion of the family now at the Castle, plans for the weddings were in high gear. Sue was in charge of firming up the list of attendees. Frankly, after the bots took over the world, I was afraid the foreign dignitaries would be canceling. I asked Sue about that.

"No Harry, as a matter of fact, everyone is excited about coming to the wedding. I suspect no one, after the incident with the Russians, wants to be on the family's bad side. It is sad that fear is their motivation, though."

I nodded, talking into the air, "Cheech and Chong, due to the fear factor, please increase the bot participation in security arrangements and coordinate that with the SEALs, Heavylift, Batgirl, and Ladyhawk. Also, please provide 4 bots as liaisons for each country as interpreters and guides. Let the Governor and Mayor know about the liaisons as I am sure that will take a heavy worry off their shoulders."

"On it, Harry. We have also planned to put two bots with each of the military units and to add bots to the kitchen staff to monitor the food going in and food coming out of the kitchen. Also, we have coordinated with Izzy on having an outdoor pavilion with walk-in freezers and refrigerators for the kitchen run by bots to support and relieve their staff."

I then got up with Izzy and asked how things were going and if she needed any help. She was in charge of the grounds and food.

"Actually, Harry: the boys have been most helpful. Even now some of their subordinates are preparing food beside Chef Beatrice and her students, learning how to prepare the food on the menu Beth and Walsh have agreed to. The military boys are overseeing the property security setups and Barnes is incorporating a satellite and drone umbrella over the entire county. So, I am now just supervising."

I raised an eyebrow, "What menu?"

Izzy laughed, "We are feeding over 250 guests for the day of for three meals, hors d'oeuvres, and drinks. So, yes, we have developed an extensive menu to cater to the multitude of foreign cuisines represented. Each governmental delegation has been sent a list of 5 meats, 5 vegetables, 5 soups, 5 side dishes, and a multitude of drink options from which to choose for each meal so we can plan appropriately."

"Are there distinct favorites so far?"

"Absolutely! A surf and turf of cracked King Crab legs and grilled Wagyu beef steaks is getting lots of interest. The surprising ones, though, are fresh boiled corn on the cob and dark sourdough bread with in-house honey butter."

"That sounds like a logistical nightmare."

Izzy laughed, "I live for this!"

When I got to Barbara and Leesie, they gave me marching orders, "Harry! Jake, Walsh, Brannigan, Mavis, Pet, and Peatie came in today and you need to take us, Walsh, Beth, Penny, Leslie, Cathy, DD, Pet, Millie, Sue, Xi, and Mavis to the bridal clothing shop for their fittings! Take the groomsmen, you, Doc, both of the SEAL Lieutenants, Marion, Brannigan, and Peatie as well so you boys can get fitted. The two of us are taking all the bridesmaids and Izzy out for a bruncheon tomorrow."

"I will round everyone up!"

"No need, they are headed to the armored SUV's as we speak!"

"What about security?"

"Bots are driving, and each location has a SEAL squad in position. The places are shut down except for us for the day."

0o0

The fittings were accomplished without incident, for once, thank goodness.

However: The brides and bridesmaids were a bit later getting back as they decided to have a champagne and caviar social during their fitting. I found out later that Izzy had ordered a case of Louis Roederer Cristal Brut Champagne of Grands Crus vintages which were aged for at least 6 years and allowed to mature a further 8 months post-dégorgement. This crystalline brut brought together chardonnays and pinot noirs for a powerfully saline, distinctively Roederer finish.

Xi, Penny, Cathy, and Sue drank grape juice since they were pregnant, but they did enjoy the MARKY'S Caspian Premium Osetra Sturgeon Malossol Black Roe caviar served on a choice of cool, thinly sliced cucumber rounds with a dollop of whipped cream and topped with the caviar or toasted potato wedges with melted cream cheese with the same topping.

When they got back to the Palace, the women were toasted and having a VERY good time, much to the amusement of us men who welcomed them and escorted them to the heated pool.

0o0

Well the bruncheon didn't pan out.

About 0400 in the morning, Sue's water broke.

I awoke to Sue violently shaking me, "Harry! Wake up! I need you!"

I groggily sat up and noticed the bed was soaked, "Honey? What happened?"

Sue was a bit saucy as a contraction hit, "My water broke! The baby is coming!"

Okay, my ass was up in the blink of an eye, and I hit the alarm for the whole house, waking everyone up as I began hollering for the staff to help me deliver the baby. We had a full obstetrics setup on wheels and those carts were rolled into the bedroom and we placed Sue on a comfortable birthing bed. The maids went about their business cleaning up our bed with pristine and bio shielded sheets while the family gathered around to witness the birth of our first-born. Dad was helping to keep me calm while Leesie and Barbara held Sue's hands.

Evidently Sue had been keeping the initial contractions to herself, not wanting to spoil the girl's day out getting fitted.

I checked her and her cervix was almost fully dilated, 8 cm, and her contractions were beginning to get uncomfortable.

"Baby, you have started active labor, and we probably have between 4 and 6 hours of labor to go. If you need a mild sedative, let me know, but you need to decide that is what you want because it can slow things down for you." I did hook Sue up with a wringer's solution through an IV and we all settled in for the wait.

Three hours later Sue was dilated to 10 cm and her contractions were getting closer and lasting up to a minute. Sue had been complaining about pressure in her lower back and rectum. "Harry! I feel a strong urge to push! Is it okay if I do?"

"Yes baby, you're fully dilated and the baby is head first and not in stress. Time your pushes with your contractions. The harder you push, the faster it will all be over."

During this last phase, Sue pushed hard during her contractions which were now lasting over a minute. Between them she began cursing like a sailor, complaining about the fact I was the son-of-a-bitch who put her in this condition, and it wasn't fair she was the one who had to deal with the pain.

If she only knew I was dealing with sympathetic pain with her that lasted just as long as hers while I was also hyper monitoring everything to make sure the baby was safe and the birthing was progressing normally. After 20 minutes passed, I monitored the baby as a long contraction began.

Then the baby's head showed.

Honey! Its head is showing. Almost done! Next contraction, bend down and push hard! I will try to get his shoulders out! Then the next push should be it!"

Sue was a trooper and when her next contraction hit, she bore down as hard as she could. I was working, trying to help the baby's shoulders clear and as soon as they did, the rest of him came in a rush. I barely caught him in my hands as he popped out.

With tears rushing down my face, I lifted him by his ankles and gave his butt a sharp slap to cause him to inflate his lungs and that boy bellowed out the deepest baritone baby cry I have ever heard. I quickly tied off and cut the umbilical as a nurse we had hired on to assist placed him under a heat lamp and cleaned him up.

The nurse laid him on Sue's chest under cover of a sterile blanket while still making skin-to-skin contact and encouraged her to let him suckle as I waited for the placenta to vacate.

Tears were flowing all around as the family watched mom and baby imprint on each other.

When the placenta evacuated, I sewed up Sue's vagina while sobbing like a baby.

When it was all finished and Sue was relaxing with our baby, I got beside her, and we kissed as our child latched on for the first time.

"I love you, Sue. We have a very healthy baby boy. Nurse? What were his scores and measurements?"

The Nurse spoke up with a happy tone, "Mom and Dad, your baby had an initial Apgar score of 9 at birth which jumped to a full 10 by the time I got him cleaned. He is 8 pounds and 4 ounces and is 23 1/2 inches long. He is within normal parameters for a big, healthy baby boy. Congratulations!"

All the family quietly clapped and sang their muted praises at a distance, not wanting to disturb the baby or possibly spread some infection. Everyone had been given orders as the birth approached to clean their hands and faces, and wear surgical gowns, hats, and face masks. Soon, everyone filed out to try and get some rest as the Nurse and I moved Sue and the baby to the bed. I immediately went to clean up in the shower again before I lay beside my new family.

The Nurse put the swaddled baby in a special crib as Sue fell asleep. "Doctor-Daddy, get some rest. I am here and will watch over everyone until you wake up and/or the baby needs feeding. I have Sue's first milk ready for the baby so she will not need to suckle him until later. Have you two decided on a name?"

"William James Walker."

"Wonderful name! I will have the certificate of live birth filled out for you to sign when you wake up."

I murmured, "Thank you," as my eyes involuntarily closed.

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-- A few months later --

For those who are interested in the clothing for the wedding, the Early American Aristocratic clothing for the groomsmen included a Robin's egg blue set of 'dittos' consisting of a cut-away long formal coat, straight high waist trousers, and a waistcoat. Underneath the coats was a frilled button-line shirt made of starched fine white linen. Accessories included embroidered Berlin woolwork on canvas braces made in two separate bands for the high waisted pants, a Robin's egg blue top hat, a gold framed monocle with a raised edge gallery, white cravats, white kid leather gloves, and white Spats on highly polished black shoes with thick heals.

The Grooms were dressed in the same outfits but in all white.

The bridesmaids wore a reddish peach (color #EF2632) long sleeved top dress (with front wooden, pearlescent white buttons) which began with a white gold embroidered corset look to the waist and expanded out with pleats on the sides but opened up at the front of the waist to reveal a long, ankle length pleated dress in reddish peach with matching short heeled shoes. Pearlescent white laced and white gold embroidered neck and sleeve cuffs completed the ensemble and each maid had a Five string necklace of white pearls around her neck, the lowest strand reaching mid tummy.

Beth had chosen a Milla Nova BEATRICE, Mermaid mikado wedding gown with sequins, embroidery, plunging V-neck, and open back. The gown was complemented with a long train, a tulle veil and long puff sleeves made of tulle with cuffs embroidered with sequins.

Walsh went with a Markarian ankle length Vera White Lace Capelet Dress with a laced shoulder length coverlet, scalloped hems, a long matching laced train, and detachable white silk bow belt; all lined with sequins.

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The day before the wedding we had a novel idea for combining the bachelor's and bachelorette's parties. The brides and grooms were seated in the center of a semi-circle with dads and moms when two large cakes were brought in: one by the bridesmaids and one by the groomsmen.

The maid of honor and head groomsman popped out of the cakes in very scanty clothing and those who pulled them out pulled on their Velcro coveralls to reveal all the ladies in sheer nightgowns that didn't leave much to the imagination, and the men had nothing on but cock warmers with small, dangling, jingle bells attached with ribbons.

The two groups then proceeded to dance a VERY sensual dance for us which included taking one another's clothing off and forming a line for every woman there to kiss the head of each groomsman's cock and each of the men licking the clits of the bridesmaids.

It all went to shit after that, and everyone grabbed someone for a live action orgie. Someone yelled, "Switch! every three minutes so things were very hedonistic and animalistic, everyone wanting to get their 'strokes' in with their current sex partner before they had to move to the next person in the line.

There were chaffing lines with the hors d'oeuvres that were to be served on the wedding day along with Harvey Wallbangers made with 1 1/2 ounces of Kors Vodka, 4 ounces of orange juice, topped with a blanket of 1/2 ounce Galliano L'Autentico Liqueur and garnished with a blood orange slice and long-stemmed Maraschino cherry.

I think the orange juice kept us alive because those drinks went down like orange juice at breakfast. One thing that many of us appreciated was the insistence by the staff that we drink 16 oz of water before going to bed.

The staff made sure the festivities ended before midnight, and the brides and grooms were separated until their weddings that evening.

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The family now understands why Harvey Wallbangers have the name they have. OH, MY GOODNESS our hangovers were killers! Thank goodness the staff woke us up with two goodies aspirin sleeves each, and pitchers of ice-cold water. That was followed by V-8 juice and whole grain BLT sandwiches. By the end of that unique taste regimen, we were actually able to get some showers without groaning too much.

The day of the wedding was a day long party in two adjoining rooms: one for the grooms and one for the brides. I spent my time, as did the other dignitaries, moving between them.

Just before lunch Xi got Sue, Walsh, Leesie, Barbara, Sylvia, and I together and gave us the news... her contractions had started, and her plug had evacuated.

My mouth dropped while the ladies congratulated Xi with hugs and squeals. I was transfixed with an open mouth and Xi, Sue and Walsh all had a good laugh. I asked, "How long and how close together?"

Xi snickered again, "Oh it is very mild and intermittent right now. I am sure we have at least another 12 hours before my water even breaks.

I stuttered, "Okay, so I am off the sauce until. Have you told the Nurse?"

"Yes, I told her just before coming to tell you all. I don't want this to take away from the wedding in any way. I will stay in contact with her, and we will inform you immediately if anything changes."

"What about being a bridesmaid?"

"We are still on unless the baby decides differently."

Just then the Nurse walked up, handing the baby who had been sleeping to Sue for feeding. I looked at her, pointed to Xi, and said, "On her like glue."

She laughed, "Count on it Doctor-Daddy. Not our first rodeo."

In the middle of the party, Sue lowered the shoulder strap to her dress and opened the panel on her bra and breast-fed BJ as she walked around and had wonderful conversations with the world leaders in attendance. A bot was with her acting ostensibly as an interpreter but in reality, was her security bot.

I walked over to the guys and gave them the news. It was agreed we would not tell the grooms or brides so they could have their special day.