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A Warrior's Revenge

By: Grey Eagle 286



Travis Pennington Murphy watched at the crowd of people entering the gym at Central Florida Community College. It appeared to be a good turnout for the fifth reunion of the Class of 2002. He was going to wait a while before he entered. He was pretty sure that Faith was not going to be there. At least her note on face book said she would be busy with a Pre-school function with her twin 4 year old girls. 

He thought he recognized several people but from this distance he couldn't be positive. Hey! People change in five years. Some of them change in a couple of weeks.

He finally got out of the car and walked slowly toward the gym. It had been five years since he had been in his old home town. He had spent the first twenty years of his life here in this lovely old southern town. Many memories flooded through his mind.

A voice startled him, "Hey, Trav, is that you Buddy?

"Damn, Jack Burns! How the hell are you doing?" The two friends grinned and shook hands. Travis looked at the young woman standing next to his friend, "Betty, Betty Owens, You look great, how have you been?"

"She is Betty Burns, now, Trav. We have two kids and another on the way. Let me look at you Trav, Oh my God! I'm so sorry man. What happened?"

"Hey don't worry about it, I'm getting it fixed in a couple of months. Betty, you look beautiful, congratulations, both of you are very lucky. Have you seen Tim or Frank lately?"

"We see both of them often, they should both be here with their wives. Frank married Grace Herndon, and Tim married Jane Stevenson. They will all be happy to see you again. Are you back for long?"

Travis smiled, "Yeah! I think I am back for good this time. I just stopped by for a few minutes, I haven't even been by to see my Mom yet."

"Hey, Damn boy, that is really great! Sorry about your Dad, he was a really great guy. He did everything with us when we were kids. Are you out of the Marines now?"

"Almost! I am on terminal leave. After three tours in Iraq and Afghanistan I needed to be where I can look out for my mother. She is lost without Dad." 

By now they were entering the gym. People were calling his name. Cheering and clapping broke out. There was a sudden hush and Travis felt a hand grab his arm and yank him around. A hard slap caught him across the face, almost knocking him off his feet. He staggered and regained his balance, throwing up an arm to protect himself from another blow. There was another gasp when people got a better look at his once handsome face. The beautiful girl who had slapped him stared, open mouthed, in shock and disbelief. Her hands flew to her face, "Oh! Dear God, Trav, Please forgive me! I didn't know!" 

His face was badly scarred on the left side, the skin was tight and an angry red color. The right side of his face frowned, he said, "Faith, I don't believe I earned that, after all, it hurt worse when you dumped me."

Her jaw dropped again, "What? WHAT? That's not true, you never called or wrote except for some crazy note congratulating me about something and wishing me a good and happy life."

Travis stared at her. "Hey, YOU sent ME the wedding invitation with the sweet little note that you were pregnant and were marrying Alan Freed. YOU sent ME the newspaper announcement of your return from your honeymoon. YOU sent ME the invitation to join your Face Book account. YOU posted the pictures of the twins once a month or so! YOU DUMPED ME, MRS.FREED!!!"

The lovely girl stood dumbfounded. "Are you crazy? I never did any of that. I'm not married and have no children. I see Alan around now and then, but I would never marry him. I was in love with you." Her mouth shut quickly, her eyes narrowed, She screamed, "ALAN FREED, WHERE ARE YOU?"

Someone yelled, "Alan just ran out the back door."

Faith stood looking at Travis. Her face softened and tears ran down both cheeks, she held her arms open and walked to the tall man who looked down as her arms slipped around his neck. She sobbed and lifted her head to look at him. She gently pressed her soft lips against his scarred cheek, then moved them tenderly to press against his lips.

His arms slipped hesitantly around her warm body, then held her tightly. She looked up into his eyes, "Trav, it is all lies, I never stopped loving you, not for one minute, I still love you, I think of you several times each and every day. God must have heard me because I always pray for him to bring you back to me every time I think of you."

They stood holding each other, then Travis looked around at the crowd surrounding them. He looked in her eyes, "Would you like to find a quiet spot where we can talk for a while?"

She grabbed his hand and led him back out the door. She pulled him to a car parked near the door. She pressed the key buttons to unlock the doors. He opened the front passenger door. She said, "No, get in back, we can talk more comfortably there. I need for you to tell me again what happened when you left home five years ago."

"Ok, in a nutshell. After I had been at Marine Corps schools in Quantico, Va. for a couple of weeks I received an invitation to a wedding between you and Alan Freed that was three days off. On the bottom was a note saying you were very sorry but that he had gotten you pregnant. That was all it said. Next, another month later I received an e-mail from www.mrsfaithfreed.com with a copy of a part of a page of the Ocala Daily News Society Pages. It announced the return of you and your husband Alan Freed from your month-long honeymoon to London, Paris and Rome. There was a picture of the two of you.

"Next, about 8 months later I got a copy of an announcement of the birth of your twin daughters. Next I got a notice that I was listed as a 'friend' on your Myface site. I signed on and have been able to see new pictures of you, your children and Alan when ever I want. I confess that I only look about once a year. It hurts too damn much! So what is the truth?"

"I can tell you that it is all false. The only person who had access to all that stuff was Alan. I will kill that S-O-B. I am going to kick the shit out of him. Marry HIM? I would die first. I have never been with him. I can prove it! I'm still a virgin and my name is still Faith Hall."

Travis smiled at her and then grimaced a little. "I am a virgin too! With this face I will probably always be one too."

"No, I don't believe that, there is such a wonderful person inside, that every girl would want you."

"You?"

"Me most of all."

"Will you kiss me again?"

"Yes! Any time you . . NO, all the time." She quickly turned around beside Travis and moved in front of him, pressing her chest against him as her lips touched his. It was a very long sweet kiss that grew in intensity as it progressed to a loving and passionate kiss.

Faith heard Travis whisper the words she wanted to hear. He said, "Faith, I thought my life was destined to be very unhappy for the rest of my life. I have been dead inside for five years. I couldn't stand being near beautiful girls, they brought back memories I didn't want. I took no real pleasure in anything I did. I studied college extension courses constantly and earned four separate degrees. I got degrees in Business Administration, Marketing, Accounting and Criminology."

"Criminology?"faith giggled, "You?"

"They didn't offer too many courses. I could have taken Cosmetology I guess, I could have been the 'Masked Beautician'." 

Faith kissed Travis again, "Trav, let's go to my place. I am not comfortable here in my car with the windows all steamed up."

"OK. I need to stop by and see my Mom, I tried to call but I got no answer."

"Honey, why don't you stay with me tonight and call your mother tomorrow?

"Hunh?"

"Honey, your mother is only forty nine and she looks thirty five. She is absolutely beautiful. She dates a lot."

"OH!"

"Please don't be upset with her. She is still a young woman."

"Upset with Momma? No way! I am very happy for her, I know she loved Dad with all her heart, but he has been gone for three years. It is time for her to live again, I KNOW it is what Dad would want for her."

Trav followed Faith to an apartment complex. He tried to tell her he would get a motel room for the night but she wouldn't hear of it. She said, "I want to hear more about your life, I need to look more closely at you and figure out what can be done for your face, and I will not be seen entering a Motel with any man unless I am married to him." She helped him carry his bags in her apartment.

He was not at all surprised to find her apartment was neat and attractive with not a thing out of place. He saw his picture in a prominent place. There was a picture beside it of a young woman with twin girls he recognized. He pointed at the little girls, "Hey, those are your daughters!"

Faith stared at him, "No Sweetie, those are my nieces, my sister Nancy's kids. That's Nancy with them." Faith stamped her foot, "I'm gonna kill that S.O.B.."

They put his things down and Faith pulled him over into the kitchen and turned on the bright lights. She led him under the brightest light. She pulled a chair over for him to set on. She looked very carefully at his face. She examined it carefully from all angles. She went to a drawer and took out a large magnifying glass. She spent a long time looking and gently touching his face. She smiled at him and pulled him to a couch in the living area. She tenderly kissed his forehead, "This is what I do for a living. I take photos and make the preliminary sketches, measurements, and diagrams from X-rays and CAT scans they use to plot out the procedures they need to perform to rebuild a face. Your face should be an easy one." Faith led him to the couch in the living room.

She sat close to him and kissed him again. "Travis Murphy, you do not take care of yourself at all. I'll just have to take over the job of keeping you out of trouble. Your face is repairable I think. We will find out in a day or so. I can't believe they haven't fixed it."

"They are planning to do it in a month when I am healed up a little better. I have to go back to Bethesda Naval Hospital in Washington to have it done."

"No, you are going to see the doctors I work for Monday. They are two of the best in the world at facial reconstruction. They are a man and wife team and they do a lot of work for the Department of Defense. I want you done right. I may have to look at you for the rest of my life."

"Really? Do you mean that?"

"I think so. We need to get to know each other again, but so far, you seem to be the same guy I loved so damned much I have never looked at another man seriously for a long term commitment."

"I feel the same about you Faith, I have never thought about another woman. That's the truth. I will admit that I have looked at a few but they were not who I was looking for."

"Travis, I must confess that I have been expecting you for a while now. Please don't tell your Momma I told you, but we talk almost every day and she hinted that she was sure you would be home before summer. She also told me she thought you still loved me. She says you refuse to say a single bad or angry word about me. You never would tell her what happened between us. We could never figure it out. I love your Momma Trav, I think of her as my best friend; both of us love you very much."

"I didn't know you knew each other that well." 

"We both know one thing. We need you in our lives."

Travis pulled Faith to his chest and kissed her. She kissed him fervently in return as his hands caressed her shoulders. Faith pushed away and stood up, she smiled, "I'm going to slip into something more comfortable, why don't you put on some shorts or something?" 

Trav opened his smaller bag and found a pair of gym shorts and a tight t-shirt. He changed and turned to find Faith leaning in the door smiling. He stared at her. The halter top she wore was rather revealing and the shorts were loose running shorts. He knew he was drooling at the sight of her and he could feel his erection growing rapidly. He hurried and sat on the couch, crossing his legs. She smiled to herself, she knew she was in full control of the situation and she knew she was not going to let him get away this time. She put a little extra sway in her hips as she walked over to sit beside him. She put her knees on the couch beside him, and then leaned toward him, her hands slipping up around his neck. She looked deep into his eyes, then moved her lips to meet his. She felt him tremble with desire and pressed her tongue between his lips. She sighed as his tongue met hers, his hands were roaming over her body, she pushed away and pulled her sports halter off over her head. She heard the low moan of pleasure as his hands found her breasts. That felt so delightful. It had been a long time since she had thrilled to the touch of his hands; she loved feeling it once more.

Travis pushed her back a little and looked at her breasts. They were simply beautiful; she smiled gently as he caressed her boobies. She saw him look up into her eyes and heard him whisper, "They are bigger than I remembered. I love them and all of the rest of you."

"Silly boy, of course they are bigger, I am older." She giggled, "And I do work for a pair of Plastic Surgeons, what better way to advertize?"

"You look fantastic, what else did they change?"

"I will never tell, only a few minor things that are impossible to find."

"All I know is that I want to kiss every speck of you, you are beautiful, OH! WAIT! I just remembered something." Travis jumped up and went to his shaving kit. He opened it and got something out, then put the kit back in his bag. He sat beside Faith and took her hand, holding it gently. He was looking into her eyes again. Then he softly said, "Girl, I love you with all my heart, I have carried this for five years, I have started to toss it away many times, I could never do it. I bought this little ring because I intended to ask you to marry me the next time I saw you. Would you accept it a little late?"

She stared at him, tears were running down her cheeks but she didn't hesitate a second. "YES! Yes my love I will accept this ring and I pledge unto you my troth. I will marry you Travis P. Murphy." She giggled a little and looked at him, "Oh dear! I have forgotten what the P. stands for."

"Pennington Sweetie, Pennington. That is Mom's maiden name."

"Oh! I know that name. The name is very familiar because I work in the Pennington building downtown. Mr. Pennington died a few months ago. Some young guy inherited it. He is supposed to be here soon. I know a lot of girls who work for them. Everyone who works for the Pennington Company is wondering what is going to happen now. Nobody knows anything about the guy."

"You do."

"Me?"

"Yep, you."

"I don't know anybo . ." Her eyes got big. "YOU?"

Trav nodded. "I inherited it from my uncle, Mom's brother. I came down to take over the business."

"Do you know that Alan works there?"

Trav smiled, it was not a pleasant smile. "No, I didn't know that. Does he have a good job?"

"Yes dear, he is always bragging about how great a job he has. He loves his job. Mmmmph. Ohhhh!" Faith found it difficult to talk with Trav's lips pressed against hers. She found it difficult to think with one of his hands caressing her bare breasts and the other squirming it's way into the front of her running shorts. She shook her body, "Wait, Sweetie, let's take this to my bed, OK?" She jumped up and ran for her bed. She glanced back and Travis Murphy was right behind her.

Faith stopped beside her bed and looked at him as she stripped off her shorts, "Honey, take your clothes off, NOW!" She grinned when she saw Travis totally nude for the first time. Her first thought was that she thanked god that he appeared to have only a few small scars on his arms and shoulders, his large thick cock was untouched. She thought, 'just what I expected, just like the rest of him, big, handsome and strong.'

They were on the bed in a second, she knew that they were both so aroused that this first time would only be a small sample of the pleasures that lay ahead of them. She felt him move between her legs. She put her hand down and grasped his cock. 'Wow', he was too big to get her hand around as she rubbed him up and down her pussy lips to lubricate him. She knew she was very wet and it was wonderful feeling his thickness begin to stretch her vaginal sheath to accommodate him. When his cock was hard against her hymen he stopped. She whispered, "Pull out a little, then hit it hard." He grunted and there was a sharp pain then a very sweet feeling of complete joy and fullness. Each strong thrust was even better. She moaned and sighed as she held him tightly.

She vaguely heard him ask if she were alright. "Please don't stop Trav, I love this." She was finding ways to improve the way it felt. She discovered moving against him was different than moving from side to side, circling was delightful too. How hard their pelvic areas hit together was different too. Fast and slow on his part too! There was nothing he did that didn't feel good.

Trav was in heaven, this beat the hell out of jacking off. He knew he couldn't last much longer and he was pretty sure that Faith hadn't cum yet. He didn't want to mess up on their first time. He had felt her shiver once and then her pussy seemed to be clinching on his cock in rapid succession, now it had quit doing it. He murmured "Honey, I am getting close, are you ready? Can I cum inside you?"

"Cum now baby, cum inside me, I need to feel that, I am cumming now too!!! OOoooh! God!!! I lovvve that cock inside me!

They dozed for a while cuddling and spooning. Travis woke up to Faith gently kissing his lips. She was grinning and bubbling over with happiness. She was talking to someone on the phone, "Yes I know he is in town. Yes Momma Murphy, I did see him. He is doing fine." Travis moved a few inches and sucked in a long pink nipple. Faith squealed and said "Yes, Ungh! Yes. Stop that, I can't think! Yes I am back now. Do you want to talk to him? . . .Yes he is in my bed. . . .Momma we were back in love in ten seconds. . . Yes we did. It was worth the wait. Do you want him to call you in the morning, . . . No, he will be staying with me. . . .I have no intentions of letting him out of my sight again. EVER! Wait, NO, I do not want you to see him until I can talk to you, there are some things you need to know first.. Momma Sandy, brace yourself. He is a little dinged up. He has spent the last three weeks in Hospitals. . . . Mostly the left side of his face. He needs plastic surgery. It is just ugly, he is in no danger." Faith looked at Travis and gently grasped his hand and lifted it to her lips. "Yes Sandy, I love him more than ever, and guess what? . . . He put a ring on my finger, we are going to get married." Trav could hear his mother scream with joy on the phone. He grinned at Faith, he loudly said, "Come here woman, I want your hot little body."

Faith giggled, "I have to go now Momma Murph, our boy needs some comforting. Call you tomorrow."

Travis said, "Good night Momma, I love you. Think about a quick wedding." Then he heard the phone click off. 

He felt a small warm hand gently slide around his hard cock. Faith pulled the sheets off of his body then moved down and closely examined his erect penis. Travis held his breath when Faith held his cock and looked at it from all sides. She gently touched it all over and rubbed the crown over her cheeks while she looked into his eyes.

Faith softly whispered, "Trav, I want you to teach me how to give you a blow job the way you like them. I will never lie to you, I have done it before with other guys. That is how I stayed a virgin for you my love. I will admit I have done other things too but yours is the only cock I have had inside me, so help me God! Now I want to please you Darling, I want it to be the best blow job you have ever gotten from any one." Her eyes were wide as she said, "Lover I want to learn everything you like, I belong to you now and I want you to love everything about how we make love. I guess we have to teach each other what and how to please us. I want to learn every little (or big) pleasure point on your body. I want to be the best lover you have ever had or ever will have. I hear the girls talking about how they won't do something he wants to do, or how he won't do something she wants. I don't understand that, if you tell me you love to have your big toes sucked, lookout, here I come. I expect to hear you say that I am doing it right or hear you say, 'Softer and juicier please. Oh yes! Now you've got it right!' I love you and we need to tell each other what we like."


A Warrior's Revenge



"Faith, I love your rules, I want to play too! Only one caveat, we belong exclusively to each other, no cheating. So if that isn't what you want let's just stay friends. OK?"

Faith said, "Maybe you don't trust me enough to know that even if I went with another man for recreational sex I would always come home to you. Love wouldn't enter into it. Would you love me enough to let me satisfy my purely sexual desires with other people?"

"I would have to think about that for a while before we get married. Would you let me date other girls?"

"HELL NO. That would just kill me , wondering if she was better than I am and if you were going to fall for her. No Travis P.. NO, NO, NO! The kids and I won't stand for it. NO, Never."

"You mean you can do it but I can't?"

"Trav, Honey, you know I am teasing, why bother getting married then. The way sexually transmitted diseases are so common now that is a silly way to act. Do we agree on that?"

"Yes, no thought required!"

"Honey, maybe after we have been married for a few years things will change and we might want to alter the rules, we'll talk about it then, for now we are strictly monogamous, OK?"

"I love that! I only want you. I think thirty years will be too soon."

"Travis, don't worry about that, get back to matters at hand. Make love to me please. Mmmff. OH YES, JUST LIKE THAT!"

In the morning Faith called Travis's Mother and she and Travis went to his mother's home for brunch. She was now living in a very nice condo with a wonderful waterfront view of a lovely lake. His jaw dropped when he saw his mother, she was truly beautiful. She wore a casual outfit of jeans tucked into stiletto heeled boots with a tight knit blouse. Her belly was flat and her ass was lovely. She rushed to Travis and carefully examined his injured face. Tears ran down her cheeks and she cried as she hugged him tightly. They hugged for several moments then Sandy Murphy turned to Faith and hugged and kissed her too. Sandy looked at Faith, "Sweetheart, are you sure his sweet face will be alright?"

"Yes, Dear Sandy, you are aware of the kind of work my Doctors do. I just know he will look like his old self as soon as possible."

Trav said, "Damn. I thought they might be able to make me look like Brad Pitt or something."

Faith yelped, "No way, you were way better looking than he is, don't you agree Momma Sandy?"

"Of course he was. Oh! Trav Honey, I almost forgot, you had a call from a very nice gentleman, a Coronel Bradley. We talked for almost an hour, he is very fond of you and was worried about you. He was absolutely joyous about hearing that you are back with Faith. He really didn't say much at first but he opened up to me as we got to know each other a little better. He said that he saw my picture in your things many times and thought I was your girlfriend."

"Mom, Col. Bradley is a really fine man, he was my Regimental Commander, we were wounded by the same hand grenade in Afghanistan."

"Oh I know dear, he says you were very brave and even though you were wounded you held the Taliban forces off for hours. He said they threw three more grenades in the cave you were in and that you calmly threw them all back out. He said when things looked bad you calmly walked out and stood there in the open killing them as fast as they came at you, he said you killed the last one with the butt of your rifle. Then you carried him for a couple of miles to where a helicopter could pick the two of you up. He says he owes you his life.

"He is supposed to call back any time now. He has no family so please invite him down to stay with us until he has to go back. I want to meet him."

Faith was staring at Travis, she looked at Sandy, then back at Trav. "Why didn't you tell me all this, why didn't you tell me you are a hero?"

Travis said, "Oh I was no hero, I just did what needed to be done. Marines don't leave other Marines behind, not ever. He and I were trying to locate a squad from the company I commanded when we were jumped by about fifty Taliban. We holed up in a cave and fought it out from there."

"He is a widower, is ne not?" asked Sandy.

"Yeah Mom, and he is a big tough Marine Colonel, but I have seen him cry over his men being hurt and he was really hurt when his wife was killed, he loved her and found out she was cheating on him when she was killed with her lover in a car wreck. He took it real hard, he didn't even go home, he let their adult girls handle it. Sometimes I don't think he cares if he gets killed or not. But I know he will never do anything to unnecessarily endanger any of his men."

"Oh! The poor man!" Was the chorus from Sandy and Faith. They looked at each other and tears flowed. Tissues wiped their eyes and salvaged their makeup. Travis was very proud of the two beautiful and caring women he loved beyond anything, including his own life.

The telephone rang and since Faith was nearest Sandy asked her to answer it. She said, "Good Morning, this is the Murphy residence. Who is calling please?" . . . ."Oh yes Colonel Bradley, Mrs. Murphy was just mentioning you, would you like to speak with her?" She smiled. "Yes Sir, here she is."

Faith took Trav's arm, "Let's go sit in the kitchen and get some coffee."

"What?"

"Honey, let your Mom have a little privacy while she is talking to him, she is more excited about talking to him than I have ever seen her."

"She is interested in HIM?"

"Why not?"

"She has never even met or seen him. I do have some pictures of him in my little camera." He reached in his jacket pocket and pulled out a small Olympus Stylus 700 camera. Trav slipped the camera out of it's case and turned it on. He turned the camera setting to display the images. He scrolled through the pictures until he found a picture from several days before, with both of them in Dress Blue uniforms. Both were tall handsome men. The Colonel had a chest full of ribbons and gold braid on the visor of his cap. The next picture was of Travis alone, followed by another close up of the Colonel alone, then a picture of the Colonel in a cammo outfit holding up a Bud Light Beer in a can. There were many pictures of Marines she didn't recognize. Travis tried to hide one shot from Faith but she wouldn't let him. She saw a marine being held up by two other Marines. He was covered in blood on the chest and shoulder of his uniform. His face was crudely bandaged. There was a picture of another Marine in a blood soaked uniform resting on a stretcher being Carried by two other Marines. Travis scrolled back through the pictures.

Faith snatched the camera from Trav and ran into the living room. She showed the picture of the Colonel to Sandy. She giggled on the phone, "Oh! Hank, I see a picture of an older man in uniform with my son, is that you? Wow! You look very handsome, like a recruiting Poster for the Marine Corps. What is the next shot, oh, a close up of you. You have a nice smile Hank. Oh! MY GOD! SOB! Is that Trav He is covered with blood, sob, half his face is bandaged. I don't want to see anymore, that was a shock. Sob! I want look at them later.

"Hank, let me know when you are landing and where and I will meet your plane. I am a Registered Nurse so get the doctor's orders and I can take care of you." . . ."Looking forward to seeing you too, Hank, hurry!" She turned and looked at her son, then hurried to him and carefully examined his face. Her lips quivered and she gritted her teeth. She looked at Faith, "Damn, his cheek is really all shredded isn't it. Some places it looks as if it has muscle missing down to the bone. The bone feels as if it is mostly in place, a few nicks are missing on the cheek bone. I will accept your analysis of the damage. Faith, I want to be there to hear what Jan and David have to say after X-rays and a careful exam."

Sandy took Faith's hand, "Did you check out his cute tush last night? Is there plenty good meat and skin there to work with?"

"Yes I did Sandy, it is very cute too. I hate to see his sweet little ass chopped up but it will have to be done." Tears flowed down her cheeks and she sobbed, "I love him so much, I don't know if I will be able to do this, it is tearing my guts apart. I try to be strong but I get very emotional. I don't want to scare him too much. Both of us know it could much worse but I don't think I can watch them cut on his sweet face."

Sandy said, "I know exactly how you feel, don't feel bad, no woman is that tough unless it is an emergency.

An hour later the three of them were discussing going out for lunch when the phone rang again. Sandy answered. Her face bloomed into a lovely smile, "Hello Hank, were you able to book a flight? Oh! You did, did you. Wonderful, that soon? Oh! In a Marine fighter jet. Yes, Trav will come, and I know Faith will be with him. OK. Yes, He can get us on the base at Mc Dill Air Force Base. Yes, at Base Ops. We will be there Hank. I can't wait to meet you. Bye!"

The three were a few minutes early and were parked in front of the Transient Operations office when a Marine Corps TF/A-18 taxied up and parked in front of the building. Ten minutes later a big Marine officer exited the building, Travis was in uniform also and saluted the Colonel when they met. As the salute was completed the colonel grasped and shook the captain's hand grinning widely. "Trav! Lookin' good, Son!" 

Travis made the introductions all around. Faith and Sandy hugged and kissed the handsome Marine. He looked at the two women and then at Travis, "You were right, they are both absolutely gorgeous. There is no way either of these girls could possibly be your mother."

Trav grinned, "See I told you that he was an elderly flirt. He is harmless though, ignore him and maybe he'll go away."

Sandy smiled, "Sweetie, just remember your mother is elderly too, but I can still give you a whipping you won't forget for a long time, I thought I taught you better manners than that." She took the colonel's arm and headed towards the car. The large Marine was limping badly and using a cane to help him walk. He never took his smiling eyes from Sandy.

Faith helped Trav with the colonel's bags and they put them in the trunk of Sandy's car. Faith carefully watched Travis, she noticed a twinge of pain cross his face now and then. As Travis walked her to the front passenger door of the car she asked, "Honey are you alright? You look as if you are in pain, would you like me to drive?" She put her hand to his forehead, it was very hot!

"SANDY! Trav is burning up, he is running a high fever." Faith held him tightly while Sandy rushed to help her. They helped her get him into the passenger seat. Sandy felt her son's head. She looked grim. 

"We need to get him to the Base Emergency Room. Faith looked around, then ran back to the Base Operations Office. Moments later a crash crew truck came around the corner of the building and Faith pointed to the car. The crew of the truck quickly put the young Marine Captain on a gurney and checked him out.

Colonel Bradley told the Crash Crew that Travis was recovering from wounds and that now and then an unfound piece of shrapnel would become infected and flare up. He suggested they advise the doctors to check with the Naval Hospital in Bethesda Maryland for his Medical Records. 

Faith and Sandy held each other and cried as the Medics checked his vital signs. Sandy, Faith and the Colonel followed the Crash Truck to the Emergency Room at the base hospital and waited in the waiting room. An Air Force Colonel entered the room soon after they got there. He wanted to know how he could help. Colonel Bradley explained what had happened and he mentioned that the young Marine Captain had been recommended for a Congressional Medal of Honor for the action during which he was wounded in Afghanistan. The Air Force Colonel looked to the people behind the desk, "I want the Duty Officer as soon as possible, NOW, please!"

An Air Force Major hurried out and saluted the Colonels, "Yes Sir, How may I assist you?" The USAF Colonel explained the situation and requested a status report on the Marine Captain as soon as possible. 

The Air Force Colonel looked at the Marine Colonel and said , "Colonel, you don't look too good yourself, are you alright?" 

Sandy spoke up, "Colonel Bradley was wounded in the same action as my son, the Captain, and is here to rest and recuperate with our family. You might have him checked but I believe he is just a little over tired."

The USAF Colonel nodded to the Major. The Major walked to the desk and a wheelchair appeared in a minute and the Colonel was whisked away. Sandy asked if they could accompany the Colonel and the Captain, she said she and Faith were RNs.

The Colonel looked at the Major who smiled and told the ladies to follow him. The two Marines were in the same room. The girls both went to Travis. The Doctor with Travis grinned at the Marine laying on the gurney, "Wow, now I know why Marines are always smiling. Ladies let me assure you that the Captain is fine; we found a very small piece of foreign matter in a wound in his shoulder, probably a piece of his uniform. It was infected and we removed the object. We sprinkled the wound with an antibiotic, gave him a shot and will bandage it soon, so he can go."

The other person who was checking out Colonel Bradley said, "The Colonel is just overly tired. I am surprised he can walk at all with all the wounds he has."

Sandy hurried over and kissed the Colonel lightly on the lips. "I'm an RN, I'm going to see he gets plenty of rest."

The Major said, "Ma'am if you will promise to watch over him, we can release the Captain too. We are now sure that what we removed was the problem and we pumped him full of antibiotics. Watch his temperature, he should be fine. Don't hesitate to bring either of them back if you think they need it."

They were all back at Sandy's condo within two hours. Trav was feeling much better and just wanted to spend all of his time kissing Faith, she didn't seem to mind doing it either. Sandy and the Colonel sat in the living room talking and both of them were fighting mightily against their sexual urges. They were both aware that they would give in before the night was over. Sandy heard Travis and Faith quietly talking, then things were silent. There was a knock on the door from the den to the living room. Sandy said, "Yes?"

Faith said, "Momma Sandy, Travis and I are going to go to my place so I can show him some videos of some things that went on while he was gone."

"That is fine Dear, why don't you spend the night, I'm going to give Hank a sponge bath and get him to bed early so he gets a good rest tonight."

"That sounds medically correct, I think I'll do the same for Travis. I'll make sure he takes his Meds and goes to bed early. Good night, everyone!"

Sandy and Hank heard the younger couple leave and looked at each other and smiled. Sandy said, "I just don't know how to tell them we have been lovers for almost 18 months now, off and on. I can't tell Trav that I contacted you through the Marine Corps because I was worried about him."

"Sandy, I thank God every day that you did contact me to see how Travis was handling the 'Dear John' letter from Faith and the death of his dad. I could never have so bold and forward with you in person as I was on the e-mail after we exchanged thoughts for several weeks. I would have been totally tongue-tied by your beauty when I saw you. I could never believe you drove eight or nine hours to meet me and spend the weekend with a beat up old Marine."

Sandy giggled, "You? Tongue-tied? I don't believe that! Not you. I know that you are really a very caring and sweet man. You are a very gentle and thoughtful lover. I love how you love me, NO, I just love you, everything about you, Sweetheart. I am dying to get my hands on you again. Besides, I wasn't the only one doing the driving, you used to leave here at six or seven Sunday evening and be at work in Camp Le Jeune Monday morning at five AM. You did that almost every other week."

"Yeah! I walked in that door over there many Saturday mornings at five AM and left again Sunday evening at seven. It was worth it though, we got to spend almost two days in bed. It was hell when Trav and I shipped out for Afghanistan for nine months. I was really tickled to death when Trav and I got wounded and came home early. I could have done without all that time in the Hospitals though."

Sandy looked at him seriously, "Hank, I can't do this anymore, we have to tell Trav the truth about us. I am begging you to marry me, I need to be with you all the time, every night."

"Hey! Sweetiepie, I'm the one who has been begging you to marry me. You keep putting me off. We are almost too late but I would love to have a baby with you."

"Hank, if you can make me pregnant I would love to have a love child with you. My doctors say I should have no problem with it."

"Are you sure Lover, I will not endanger you in any way?"

"Oh they say my body is as toned, as flexible, and as capable of child birth as any thirty-five year-old healthy woman." She giggled, "You are robbing the cradle, old man."

Hank growled at her and stood, picked her up and carried her to her bed. He dropped her on her bed and started pulling his clothes off. She grinned and unfastened his belt while he worked on getting his shirt off over his head. Sandy unzipped his fly and jerked his pants and undershorts down together. His large erection flipped up and brushed her cheek when she wrapped her arms around him hugging his bare belly. She laughed again and pulled her clothes off too. Sandy heard Hank suck his breath in rapidly as he looked at her body. He whispered, "Sugar, you are the most delicious thing I have ever seen." 

She pushed his nude body back on the bed. Her hands reached behind her and unhooked her bra, dropping it to the floor. Her panties followed behind it. He sat on the side of the bed. She felt his large hands cup her ass cheeks and pull her towards him. His lips closed around an erect nipple and a jolt of sheer ecstasy shot through her to spark a jolt of rapture to the core of her body. 

Hank lifted her as he stood, slipping his hands outward along her thighs until her legs were spread widely. He adjusted her height so that his massive cock poked at the entrance to her pussy. Sandy's head flopped back and she said, "Yes Hank, fuck me now, fuck me Lover, fuck me." The feeling of his wide thick cock pressing it's way into her wet, hot pussy was one of total joy, she loved his cock. It was much larger than the only other cock she had ever had. She felt a twinge of guilt but dismissed it. She had loved Danny, Trav's father, with all her heart. He was gone now and while she would always love his memory, she loved this man now.

All she could think of was the wonderful cock slowly slipping into her vagina. Suddenly she screamed, "NO! PUT ME DOWN! You'll hurt yourself. Please put me down." Hank gently pulled his cock out and carried Sandy gently to the bed. He leaned forward and softly kissed her red lips. She felt him move between her legs and she rapidly spread them to accommodate his body. She guided his cock back to where she needed it. It slipped slowly inside her vagina, the sensation of it spreading and stretching her sheath was delightful. Sandy grunted when Hank's pelvis thumped into HER pelvis and bumped her clitoris perfectly. This big man did it just right, hard enough to cause the flash of sheer joy to spread through her body and yet not produce a speck of pain. Hank raised her by her thighs until her hips were bent beneath him and she was resting on her shoulders. He was plunging his thick cock straight down inside her. Her eyes and lips flew open as he ground his hips delightfully into her groin. She felt her fluids gush out when his cock withdrew, then plunged back inside her pussy. She felt him shudder and knew he was starting to cum. Her body reacted to the knowledge that he was about to climax by causing her orgasm to start too. Sandy's vagina involuntarily clinched around his cock spasmodically a half a dozen times. She thought she could feel pulse after pulse of his hot sperm shoot into her cervix. She couldn't remember ever feeling so full of cum in her whole life. She could hear and feel him pump the fluids deep inside her body. 




A Warrior's Revenge



Hank gently lowered her back on the bed keeping her hips elevated as he pulled his cock out of her and plunged his face against her pussy. Sandy could feel the suction extracting some of the excess liquids from her vagina. His tongue was busy searching for gobs of his cum that were flowing out, then squirting them back inside her with his mouth. He lifted his head and smiled, "Sweetheart, hold your hips up while I shove a pillow under your rear end then run and get a towel, OK?" She nodded.

He put two pillows covered by the towel under her ass, then lay beside her and grinned, "I want my sperm swimming downhill for a while."

Sandy smiled tenderly at him, "Hank, are you trying to impregnate me?"

"Yes I am dear girl, I have never wanted anything so much in my whole life."

"Dearest, I do not know why, but I have a strong feeling that you have succeeded. I feel as if I am pregnant. It is probably because I want it so badly."

Travis held Faith tightly to his chest, his face buried in her hair. He felt her lips touch his chest and then her warm wet tongue traced it's way around his nipple. She whispered, "Are you awake Sugar?"

"Mmmm, yes dear."

"Honey, I think you are rested enough to make love now." Faith lifted quickly and grinned at him, "Yes, I think it will be alright if you lay back let me do all the work, OK?"

"Yes Ma'am. Whatever you say, Marines must always obey duly constituted authority. My heart says you will always be that authority." 

She pushed him flat on his back, "No dear, I will always be your mate, your partner, your love. We will always decide things together. OK? We have just decided that I am going to crawl up over you and fuck your brains out. Right?"

"Yes Ma'am, Sweetie."

Faith's soft warm lips pressed gently against his, her tongue wiggled it's way between his lips and met his. Meanwhile her small body slipped up over his, her legs sliding over his hips. Faith then stood, with a foot on each side of him, then squatted until she could reach back and grasp his cock. She grinned and lifted it to touch her pussy as she lowered herself, slowly easing him into her vagina. She sighed, "Ohhhhhhh, thassss soooo gooood! God I love that!" The globes of her ass hit his hips and she bounced upward. She managed to reverse her movement before the tip of his cock was out of her pussy. She soon had her parameters worked out and knew how far up she could rise before she started down again. Now she was moving faster and faster up and down. She smiled when she heard the squishing sounds they made as their bodies bumped together. Her squeals of joy were closer together and louder and louder. Trav knew she had to be cumming or was very close to it by now, he knew he was almost ready to erupt too.

"Faith, Sweetie, I am getting close, you feel so damned good I can't hold back much longer!"

"No! Don't hold back I am cumming now, cum with me." She was gradually slowing and he shot his load up inside her and their combined fluids felt really plentiful as they flowed from her puss. She slowed to a stop. She lifted off of his cock and a flood of their juices flowed onto his groin area. She yelped, "Wait, let me run and get a towel." She was back in a moment and threw a towel over his waist, "Here dry yourself off. I'm going to have to change the sheets. I'll wrap the mess up in these and throw them right in the washer."

Faith and Travis cuddled on her couch later, they both wore loose robes and caressed each other as they relaxed. Trav said, "I wonder how my mom and Hank are getting along. I have a feeling that they know each other much better than is possible that fast, I noticed a lot of sneaky feeling and touching. What do you think?"

"Are you kidding, of course they are feeling, touching and kissing and everything lovers do. That is what they are. They just don't know how to tell you about it."

"Why not, I think it is great. Colonel Hank is my hero, I admire and respect him. He is a true gentleman in every aspect of the word."

Faith giggled, "I know your Momma is in love with him, they have been seeing each other for over a year. She went behind your back and met him to find out how you were doing after your dad died and you dumped me, then cried your heart out over it."

Trav sat up, "You knew all that?"

"No, I didn't know about you crying over me until recently when the Hank asked your Mom who 'Faith' was because after you were wounded you cried in your sleep every night about "Faith'."

"How long have you been talking with Mom?"

"Since about a couple of months after you wrote that card to me. We never figured out what it meant. I love your Momma and she loves me, we both love you."

"Wow, I never suspected the two of them were that close, do you think they will get married?"

"Yes, a double wedding with you and I would not surprise me."

Travis looked at Faith, "Will you marry me?" 

"Yes my dear man, I love you with all my heart."

"Do you think they are still awake?"

"It's only nine o'clock at night. They are probably still awake, why?" 

Travis smiled and dialed a number he knew by heart. . . "Hi Mom! How are you guys doing? . . . I am happy the two of you are still awake. Faith and I are doing some rough planning for our wedding and we need to know if you will be in it. . . Great, but being the Matron of Honor was not what we have in mind. . . No Mom, we want you to be a bride. . . That's right a bride. We want you and Hank to stand beside us and have a double wedding. Will you do it? . . . Wonderful Mom. Here I think Faith wants to talk to you." 

"Momma Sandy, I didn't tell, Travis figured it out by himself. Your baby had it figured out right after Hank got here, you guys were too friendly, too quickly."

Travis said, "Momma, all of us need to get together and bring everything out in the open, no more secretes, OK?"

"Yes son, I agree completely, I made a huge mistake and I need to correct it as soon as possible. I love Hank and he loves me, we want to get married as soon as possible."

Travis said, "Mom, if the Colonel agrees we will let you and Faith plan the wedding. We will do anything we can to help get ready for the double wedding."

Monday morning Travis accompanied Faith to her work. He wore civilian clothes and he met Doctors Janet and David Carr. They were both very attractive and in their early forties. Trav liked them both, they were friendly and it was easy to see that they were very fond of Faith. Dr. Jan noticed the ring on Faith's finger and both Doctors were obviously happy for Faith and congratulated both of them. The nurses, receptionist and all the assistants crowded around Faith and Travis to wish them well.

Travis was X-rayed and then Faith took a series of pictures of his face from many angles. She uploaded the results into a computer and superimposed grid lines over the pictures. The doctors examined his face and dictated a large number of measurements and degrees and things, most of which Travis didn't understand. Faith followed the doctors into their office telling Travis, "I'll be right back, Sweetie."

Faith came out and explained that she had to work on the information she had gotten and prepare a computer generated model of his head and face for the doctors to use in the planning of the procedures they would use. After that they would examine his whole body to see what they had to work with. She said it would be a couple of hours before they would see him again.

Travis told Faith he was going to walk around and check out the Pennington Company. He left the office and found a directory showing the Pennington Company Executive Offices were on the top floor. He took the elevator and found himself in a large reception area. A large desk was in front of him. A very attractive young woman smiled at him, "May I assist you please, Sir?"

"Yes, I would like to see a Mister Brandt, Please."

"Are you expected, Sir?" I show no appointments at this time."

"No, I do not have an appointment. Tell Mr. Brandt that Mr. Murphy is here to see him. Travis P. Murphy." 

"Yes Sir Mr. Murphy, please be seated over there and I will see if Mr. Brandt available at this time." Travis remained in front of the desk.

The girl turned her back to Travis as she talked on the phone, the swiveled back around in her chair and stated, "Mr. Brandt is very busy right now, please be seated, he should be free in an hour or so. Perhaps if you stated you business with Mr. Brandt it might help."

"Tell Mr. Brandt that the 'P' in my name stands for Pennington. Say that I am here to tell him if he will still be employed tomorrow."

The girl's beautiful jaw dropped open and she said, "Yes Sir, Mr. Murphy." She pressed a button on the phone and repeated the message he gave her. She watched him carefully as she listened. She placed her hand over the mouthpiece, grinned and whispered, "I'm talking to his secretary." Travis smiled at her and winked. Within a moment a short overweight balding man rushed out of a door and hurried over to Trav, extending his hand, "Nice to see you Mr. Murphy, I am Gordon Brandt, the CEO. I wasn't expecting you, Sir. Won't you come into my office, Sir."

Travis looked at him coolly, "Thank you Mr. Brandt, first, please have this young lady direct the proper person to issue me a name tag bearing the same title my uncle used. Thank you." They started off and Travis turned back to the receptionist, "Miss, do you know Faith Hall who works for Doctors Carr on the ground floor?"

"Yes Sir. I know her quite well." Her hand flew to her mouth, "OH MY GOD! You are Faith's 'Travis'. Wow!" She grinned and said, "That girl loves you to pieces, I can't believe you are back."

Trav smiled, "I'm back, call and tell her where she can reach me when she is ready for me. She may want to tell you some good news." He was still smiling when turned and followed Brandt into a plush office. A large brass plaque on the door said, 

GORDON BRANDT

Chief Operating Officer

Pennington Company 

Travis looked around, it was a very comfortable office, nice view of the city, large leather furniture and a huge desk. Mr. Brandt sat behind the desk and said, "Please make yourself comfortable Mr. Murphy. We didn't expect you so soon. We were given to believe you were serving in the Marine Corps."

"That is correct Mr. Brandt, I am here for a few weeks before I return to Washington, D.C. for a unknown length of time. While I am here I wish to have Mr. Pennington's office and a secretary and a Personal Assistant assigned to me permanently."

"Err ah yes Sir, this was Mr. Pennington's office." 

"Fine, this will be adequate, what was your title before Mr. Pennington's death?" 

"I was the CEO. He was the President of the company"

"Good, you will now become the CEO again and continue to run the company. I am not totally familiar with all of the company's activities as yet. I do know that I am the sole owner and you answer directly to me, is that correct?"

"Yes, Sir."

"My uncle thought highly of your skills as an administrator, I will act on the recommendations he left me in a letter I recently received. I see no major changes in how you operate this firm in the foreseeable future. The change in your title will have no effect on your remuneration at this time. I do however expect to be consulted on any major acquisitions or changes in policy before they are made. My uncle trusted you implicitly and advised me to do the same. If I determine that I am not suited for the Presidents job you will replace me and I will retire and enjoy the profits. Now, I have one other thing, I understand we have a Mr. Alan Freed in our employ, is that correct?"

"Yes, Mr. Murphy, he is an Administrative Assistant to our production Director in the Real Estate Section."

"Fine, assign him as my AA, OK."

"No problem Sir."

Travis stood and smiled at Mr. Brandt, "Gordon, I think we will get along well together, please understand that I expect only the truth from you, I have absolutely no use at all for a 'yes-man', OK?"

Gordon grinned, "Fine Boss, you will get the unvarnished truth."

Travis grinned, "I think my appointment with Dr. Carr and Dr. Carr is soon. I'll be in touch later today. Can you have the secretary and my AA in place in a few hours?"

"Yes Sir. It will be done. This office will be ready for you then."

"Great."

Travis entered the Doctors' office and asked for Faith. The receptionist pushed a button and said, "He's here Honey."

Trav heard the door behind him open and as he turned a pair of lips met his. Faith! She pulled back and said softly, "Sweetheart, I missed you. Come on in. The doctors are ready to talk to you." She led him to a large office. The two doctors met him and shook his hand. Dr. Dave said, "Mr. Murphy, We didn't have a chance to tell you that it is a real pleasure to finally meet you, we know your sweet Momma very well and of course we know and love Faith. We feel we know you because you are all Sandy and Faith ever talk about. Your Mother is due here any minute now with her fiancé. We will wait for them if you don't mind." We have been in contact with Bethesda Naval Hospital and have your medical record on the way. The DoD has agreed to pay us to be your primary physicians so you will only have to return to Washington for some sort of deal when your are officially retired. We like that because we usually have to travel to work on wounded military people. We find your recovery is much faster if you are at home too. We do this free as our way of saying thanks to our wounded who give so much for their country."

Dr. Jan smiled, "Faith would have quit if we didn't do this. We couldn't stand to lose Faith. We feel like you are family too, Travis. Just to ease your mind, we think we can make you new again, any scaring should fade very quickly. We see no problems we can't handle, OK" 

Travis looked at Faith, "What do you think?" 

"Oh, Trav, you know I felt that way right from the start. I want the very best for you. I'll have to look at it and kiss on it every day for the rest of my life. Honey, I have seen faces so horrible I was almost sick just looking at them and working on them like I worked on you this morning. Then to see them a month or so later and there is no trace of how they looked before, is so heart warning I really love what we do here."

Sandy Murphy and Col. Hank were shown in and the Carr team explained the whole situation to all of them. They were all pleased. As they were leaving Travis said, "Dr. Dave can I borrow Faith for an hour or so, I want to show her my new office upstairs." Everyone looked at him. He grinned, "I inherited this building and the Pennington Company when Mom's brother Mr. Pennington died. I promise not to up your rent."

"Wow! Faith girl, my God you will be rich won't you?" said Dr. Jan.

Faith looked at her lover, "I never thought of that, can I still work here?"

"Sure, but you have to do your house work too."

She thought for a second, "OK, I can do that."

Travis pulled her into his arms, "Sweetie, you can work here as long as you want, we will be partners in our marriage, we will work out whatever you want to do. Just so you spend every night in bed with me."

"Travis, there is nowhere else I ever want to be."

As they went up in the elevator Sandy said, "Son, did you know there is a private elevator from the parking garage to your private office?"

"No, really?"

"Yep! And I have a key card for it too!"

Trav turned to Faith, "Guess who is assigned as my Administrative Assistant?"

"No! Not Alan?" 

Travis smiled, "Yeppers! Mr. Freed has a new boss. Who do you recommend as a secretary?"

"For you?"

"Not for Alan."

"My good friend Sally Burns, she is beautiful, wonderful, intelligent, and very efficient. All the girls say she is the very best."

"Beautiful?" 

"Oh yes! Did I mention she is very, very, married, is 45 years old, is 6 foot tall, they have 4 kids and a huge husband who dwarfs her and that she positively adores?"

Trav laughed, "She sounds perfect to me." They entered the main reception areaand the receptionist rushed to hug Faith. She grinned at Travis, "Mr. Murphy, your office is ready, Mrs. Burns is inside straightening things up for you, Sir. Your new nameplate will be ready tomorrow."

Travis smiled, "There is no hurry," he looked at her name tag, "Megan O'Day, hum, we Mexicans have to look out for each other, right?"

The girl giggled and said, "Si Señor, we sure do." Travis turned and went into the office. The woman who greeted him with a huge smile was nowhere near 6 feet tall, she had on very high heels and appeared to be perhaps 5'2" in her heels. She was very lovely and wore a name tag saying Mrs. Sally Burns. Travis walked up to her and extended his hand while looking way over her head. She took his hand and looked at Faith and mouthed, "Is he blind?" Faith doubled over in hysteria, "No! I told him you were six feet tall, he is trying to put me in my place."

They all were introduced to each other and everyone was chatting when Alan Freed slipped in the office door and moved quietly to one side. Travis noticed him, and stared at him for a moment, then whispered in Faith's cute little ear, "Honey just ignore Alan, do not acknowledge his presence. 

He looked at Mrs. Burns, Miss Sally I have an assignment for you, I want you to make up a briefing book for me that tells me everything I need to know about this company and how it functions, this will be for my eyes only. I want descriptions, from your view point, of all the leaders of the various sections, divisions , and units of this company. Give me the scope of their responsibilities and your opinion of their performance. 

"I want you to send a request to each of the company leaders then to submit a similar report grading all the other leaders. Do you understand what I want?"

"Yes Sir, I sure do. I have the first part almost ready for you. Mr. Brandt told me a month ago to prepare such a document. He didn't have the rating of the bosses in it though."

"Great, one other thing, circulate a form requesting the same rating from each secretary in the company on every boss, anonymously on a scale from 1 to ten. Got it?"

Miss Sally grinned, "Yes, Mr. Murphy, I think I do. That will be no problem."

"Great, what I have just requested may have a great impact on what I decide to do with the company, I hope everyone here realizes that it may impact many lives, I may decide to just shut down any parts that are not profitable or possibly the whole company. Get me the truth, my present feeling is that this company is well run and that few if any changes need to be made other than eliminating some deadwood." He turned his head and looked directly at Alan Freed. Everything I said in this room is strictly confidential. I also inherited three homes, some fine cars, several boats, yachts, airplanes, and a bundle of money. I really don't need a headache."

Everyone stared at Travis, he smiled broadly and said, "Well, I need time to play with my new toys," he pulled Faith close to him, "especially this one." He kissed faith's cheek. Her hands pulled his face down to hers and kissed him passionately. 

Travis pulled back and looked at Sally Burns, "Do we have some place where I can meet with and talk to all our people at once?"

She smiled, "Yes we do, Sir, there is an auditorium in this building that will seat every one that works in this area."

"Good, set up an all hands meeting for four o'clock Friday afternoon. Figure out how long it will take to gather everyone in the auditorium and when to have everything possible shut down so they can all get there on time. If there are transportation problems, work them out". He looked at Freed, "You handle that."

He turned to Sally, "Ma'am, please inform Mr. Brandt as soon as I leave about only the meeting so he can adjust his schedule, discuss nothing else that transpired here with anyone. Is that all feasible Mrs. Burns?"