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It Has to be Fate Pt. 01

By: Grey Eagle 286



This is a story about a young Marine Corps pilot during the era between the Korean War and the Viet Nam War. 

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Captain Micaiah McDermott, USMC, stood by the huge aircraft. It dwarfed him, he had just completed a walk-around inspection of the Douglas Aircraft AD-5 Skyraider single engine naval attack aircraft. This was a utility version of the bomber and besides the bombing mission; it could perform a myriad of other tasks. This particular plane was configured for an air-evacuation mission with, in this case, litters for two patients and seating for two attendants in the rear compartment. The pilot's compartment was set up for a pilot and an observer/passenger.

Mack looked up the dirt road for his passengers. There were absolutely no facilities at this grass-covered airstrip in the mountains of northern Luzon in the Philippine Islands. It is located about twenty miles from Cabanatuan, the infamous Japanese POW camp from WWII. The airstrip was in a valley below the Marine Air Control Squadron 10 camp and radar installation.

The Marines were here on a combined Philippine Army/ Navy/Marine Corps/U.S. Navy/. Marine Corps exercise. Mack was assigned to MACS-10 as the Intelligence Officer. The aircraft and one other were on loan from Headquarter and Maintainence Squadron Eleven of the 1st Marine Air Wing for utility use. Micaiah, being qualified in this type aircraft, was on rotating pilot duties. The aircraft had been refueled the previous day, and carried full external tanks including a small external oil tank.

The sound of approaching vehicles alerted Mack to the fact that his passengers had arrived. A six-by truck carried the patient and two Navy Nurses. Mack supervised the loading. He briefed the Nurses on how to use the relief tube, the interior lights, air vents, and the intercom system. He explained that there was no way to move about very much in flight. He explained that because of a recent volcanic eruption in Mindanao all the medical facilities were very overcrowded. Mack had filed for a flight to Taiwan but the weather was marginal there and over most of the South Western Pacific Area.

He explained that this aircraft, while a bit slow, had a very long range. At a speed of 177 nautical miles per hour or 204 mph, it could fly for about 2650 nautical miles (3050 statute miles). That would take almost 15 hours. He grinned, "Ladies, let me assure you that MY butt does not last that long strapped in one spot. With good luck we should be in Formosa in about 2 hours and thirty minutes."

The baggage was stored in the baggage compartment and Mica looked around for the other passenger. He saw a young female Marine First Lieutenant standing nearby. He had not noticed her before. She was about five foot two and was slim and trim in her utility uniform and the top seemed very well filled and the top button had come undone. He smiled, "Have you seen the other passenger?" Her smile seemed to brighten the day. He thought she was the prettiest girl her had seen in years, maybe forever. She answered in a sweet voice.

"Yes Captain, I'm the other passenger."

"Oops! Pardon Ma'am, is your gear aboard?"

"Yes, Captain it is with the other baggage."

"OK. Let's get saddled up. Here, I'll help you get up on the wing. Great, now walk forward to the cockpit. Let me show you the steps and hand holds so you can climb in this beast. Grab hold here when I boost you up a little, then grab this hand hold. Excellent, can you stay there until I can climb in the other side?"

"Yes Sir, I can wait here."

"Good, I'll meet you up top." Mack ran back and jumped off the wing and around the plane and scampered up the port wing and into the roomy cockpit. She was standing looking at him over the side of the cockpit. He showed her where to put her feet and got her settled in the seat. He helped her get strapped in correctly and gave her a helmet and adjusted her boom microphone. The helmet was a little loose on her, but it would do. He glimpsed a touch of lace and the swelling of her breasts as he settled her in the seat. Mica showed her the switch for the intercom.

"It is a push to talk button, push it when you want to talk to me, release it to listen. If you don't release it, I can't talk." He settled into his seat and strapped in. He put on his own helmet and asked if she could hear him OK. She nodded, he switched to the rear intercom and got an OK from them. He checked everything on the prestart check list then flipped a couple of switches then pressed on the starter switch. He counted the propeller blades as they rotated past the front of the aircraft, after eight blades he flipped on the magnetos. The engine belched flames and smoke from the exhaust stacks on each side of the cowling. 

The prop kicked over faster and faster until it settled into a deafening steady roar. Mack eased the throttle back and the massive 2700 horsepower engine settled to a quieter idle. He signaled the ground crew to pull the chocks from the wheels. He glanced at his passenger and saw she was watching him. He grinned and clicked on the intercom, "Are you ready to roll?" 

She smiled, nodded and said, "Yes Sir, I sure am." He switched to the cabin intercom and they assured him they were ready to go. Mack checked pre-flight check-off list as he taxied the big plane to the end of the short grass field. He looked at the windsock and saw that there was going to be a cross wind on takeoff.

He turned the huge Douglas to point down the strip. There were hills on both sides and another ridge rose across their path a half mile past the end of the runway.

He quickly checked the trim setting on the controls, both rudder and elevator trim settings were critical on a short field takeoff. This machine was so powerful at full power the pilot had great difficulty trying to overcome the thrust and torque from the engine with brute force if the trim was set wrong. Set correctly she was a joy to fly. Mack completed the check list and engine check. He could not do a full power run up because even with the brakes locked the tires would slide on the grass wet with morning dew.

He ran the engine up to about half throttle and released the brakes, The aircraft leaped ahead and the tail came up in just a few feet of roll. He advanced the throttle rapidly to full power. He held the nose down and the aircraft accelerated rapidly. He used the rudder to correct the tendency to turn with the torque. As they came to the end of the field, he pushed the flap control to ½ flaps and released the forward pressure he was holding on the control stick. The big plane seemed to leap into the air. He yanked the gear lever up and started a gentle turn to avoid the ridge looming up in front of them. He relaxed a bit as he saw the big bird was going to clear all obstacles effortlessly. He eased the throttle back a little and retracted the flaps, then trimmed for a good climb speed.

Mica called the Manila Air Traffic Control Center on the UHF radio, reported that they were airborne and requested his pre-filed clearance. He checked the clearance the controller gave him against the clearance he had requested. There was one small change at the start of the route he had requested, he changed it on his kneepad. He read the clearance back to the controller and gave him their ETA (Estimated Time of Arrival.) at the first check point.

They were in and out of clouds as they climbed to their assigned altitude of 8500 feet. When they leveled off, he throttled back and stabilized their speed at 180 knots. He tuned the Low Frequency automatic direction finder and identified the station. The route they were following went directly to that station and then out to sea for hundreds of miles. He would soon be navigating strictly by dead reckoning. If the winds were as forecast, they should have a good tail wind component for the flight to Taipei.

The girl beside him was watching him closely. He explained what he was doing and how he was navigating. They were approaching the radio beacon and would soon be heading out to sea. She said, "Captain, this is a very big plane for just one pilot isn't it?"

"Hey, my name is Mack, and to answer your question, yes, it is a large plane. Eleven or twelve years ago, during World War II, the famous Flying Fortress was a four-engine bomber and her crew included a pilot, co-pilot, bombardier, navigator, radio operator, two waist gunners, a upper turret gunner, a belly gunner, and a tail gunner. They were a bit slower and had about the same range, but we can carry almost twice the bomb load."

"Do you mean that you do what nine or ten people on that plane did?"

"Well, not exactly, since we have no side, belly, or rear guns, I can only claim to replace about five of them. I do fire our forward shooting cannons though and aim and drop our bombs."

"Wow! You don't look that busy now."

"That is just because I am so efficient I do not appear to be busy. Actually, I am not that busy now. When an aircraft is on a long flight that is properly planned, only the takeoff and landing are busy times. On the old 'Flying Fortress' by now only a couple of people would be awake, the rest would be sleeping. This particular plane has an automatic pilot, which is a big help. Most of the combat types are not equipped with them. Where are you from?"

"I am from the 1st Marine Air Wing Headquarters, I am the Personnel Officer for the Headquarters Company. I am trying to get back to Atsugi in Japan after solving a few problems for several of our people down here. I have been here for almost two weeks and I have run out of clean clothes."

"I know what you mean. I was on a two week deployment from Atsugi myself. This is my sixth week down here."

"Gosh! Are you married, Mack? Is your wife in Japan?"

"No to both questions. You know that Marines are not allowed to bring their wives to Japan. Everyone else can, but not Marines because we are a'combat ready'force! How about you? Are you married, engaged or anything?"

"No to both too!"

"Excuse me please, girl. I have to navigate a little." He checked his kneepad, it held his charts, navigational data, and other papers, conveniently strapped to his right thigh. He had written out all the data for the trip. He looked up the frequency for the LF beacon in Hong Kong and tuned it in. He checked the bearings for the intersection for which he had he had given the ETA.

He attempted to contact the Manila Air Traffic Control Center on the radio with no luck. He noted the time they passed over the intersection. They were a couple of minutes early. He revised his estimate for the next intersection and broadcast it in the blind. Another Military aircraft asked him to repeat the information and offered to pass the estimate to Air Traffic Control. He did as requested and the Air Force Aircraft told him they had given the report to the Manila Center.

"Well, now that the paperwork is out of the way we can talk again. By the way, my real name is Micaiah McDermott. You may call me Micaiah, Mica, or Mack. Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No, I have been moving around so much since I joined the Corps I haven't had time to meet any one. Maybe someday I'll find someone." 

"I cannot believe you are not going with some guy. There ought to be guys lined up just to see you smile. Hell, hang in there girl. I know just how you feel, no intelligent woman wants to get involved with a Marine pilot either. Are you going to make a career of it?"

"No, I think I'll get out when my four years are up. I want to get married and have kids. I think that would be difficult if I stay in the Corps. And what I said wasn't strictly true. I have met hundreds of guys, none that interested me though."

"I agree with that. It is hard enough on fathers in the service, I think it would be tough to find a man who would stay home and raise the kids while you went off to play war games with a few thousand horny guys for a year and a half at a time."

"Exactly, I don't even know where you guys find gals who will do that, even if you are with guys and not with thousands of horny women."

"Gee, I don't know where to find one either. My dad did though. I was born and raised in a Navy family. My father used to say that Navy men who were married were guaranteed to be happy at least half of the time. Either they were happy when they were home with the wife or they were happy when they were at sea and away from her."

"Is he still in the Navy?"

"Oh yes, as a matter of fact he is in Formosa right now. He is a Vice Admiral; he is the Commander of the Taiwan Defense Command. He commands all of the Nationalist Chinese Armed Forces and all of the U.S. Armed Forces in the area."

"Wow! He is a big wheel then!"

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Is your Mom with him?"

"Yes she is there too, I haven't seen them in about a year and a half."

"Maybe you can sneak in a visit on this trip."

"I am going to give it a try." He switched to the cabin intercom and checked on the condition of the patient. He was still in stable condition. He told the nurse that they had about an hour and a half to go.

He switched back to the crew intercom and said, "Hey, I do not even know your name and we are already talking about marriage."

She giggled, "We are aren't we. My name is Melissa Murphy, Mack."

"I am glad to meet you Miss Melissa. I like Italian girls."

"Good, I like Italian guys too!"

"Yeah! Great! We 'Wops' really need to stick together."

"How old are you Captain Mc Dermott?"

"I am twenty eight years old; do you want to check my teeth?"

"I heard my Dad tell my brothers that before they got serious about a girl that they needed to be sure that she had good teeth and that she owned a fur coat because those were the most costly things a new husband ran into. Mom said he had never asked her about any of those things."

"My teeth are good but I don't have a fur coat, I guess I am half way a good prospect for a mate."

"He never told the girls that we didn't need to look for anything but a fat billfold."

"Oops!"

"What! No fat billfold?"

"Nope, a skinny one, but I do have a new car and a good boat."

"Where do you keep them?"

"I own a house in Havelock, North Carolina, just five miles from Marine Corps Air Station Cherry Point. I have it rented out while I am away. Most of my stuff is there."

"That sounds nice, is it a big house?"

"Yeah, it is pretty big. I inherited some money from my Grandfather. It is a three bedroom, two and a half bath 'Ranch' on five acres. It has a separate three car garage with a mother apartment above, that's where I live and store my stuff."

"Wow! That sounds huge. Do you live there often?"

"I have been lucky, I can generally get assigned to Cherry Point for duty. I have orders there with a fighter squadron when I end this tour in a few weeks."

"Hey, I am going to be stationed there at about the same time. Save me a room."

"Are you kidding?"

"I don't know, will you take my Quarters Allowance as rent?"

"Can you cook?"

"In an Irish family with six kids all the girls are very good cooks. I love cooking, cleaning house and all that female stuff."

They talked as the Skyraider flew on across the Philippine Sea headed for Formosa. They only paused their talking for Mack to navigate and report their positions. When they were about 150 miles south of Taiwan they ran in to some weather. They were in a cloud layer at their assigned altitude and Mack requested a lower altitude. He was cleared to descend to 5500 feet. They were clear of the clouds at the level. Taiwan Air Traffic Control advised Mack that an ambulance would be waiting for them. He was also told that he had tie-down space reserved for the night at the Transient Operations area of the air base. The controller told him that a car would pick him up there and take him to the quarters of the Commander, Taiwan Defense Command. He was to RON. (Remain Over Night.) 

Mack looked at Melissa, "Will you give me the honor of accompanying me to my parents' home, I am sure they will have room for you to spend the night. It will be better than the BOQ (Bachelor Officer's Quarters)."

Melissa stared at him. "Are you sure you want this? You hardly even know me."

"Hey girl, this IS a full service airline, and after all we are talking about getting married are we not? I know Mom and Pop would love to meet their future daughter."

"WHAT?"

"Close your mouth, I'm just teasing. But I think I like the idea."

She grinned at him, "I must be losing my touch, you have known me for a whole two hours and you are just now proposing marriage."

"Yeah girl, you are getting to be an old maid. You had better take me up on my offer."

"Let me think about it. Are you a career Marine?"

"I was until I met you, now I am not so sure."

"Why not? I like Marines."

"Sweetheart, if I were married to you I would never leave home. I just couldn't do it."

"I have met a few sweet talkers in my life, but you top all of them for out and out slinging the old bull crap." she joked.

"Dear girl, you hurt me when you say that. I am totally sincere, no bull at all. I am usually shy and very quiet when I meet new people. I do not know why but I really feel comfortable pouring my heart out to you."

Melissa looked at him for a long time. He reached over and took her hand and held it for few moments, looking into her eyes. "I have to confess. I really meant a lot of what I just said. I am very shy, but I am powerfully attracted to you. I like you a lot."

"Mack I like you too, let's just get to know each other better. We do have... , What? Four or five hours left on the leg from Taiwan to Japan?"

"That is about right. Now I have to go to work getting us safely back on the ground." He was able to contact the air base tower and was cleared to descend to 2500 feet to Point Lobo and then descend to 1000 feet and report visual contact with the field. They could see the shoreline ahead of them now. 

Cha Shan Tower called them and requested an ETA. Mack replied with an estimate that showed them to be eight minutes early, he opened his kneepad and flipped a chart of Cha Shan Air Base at Hualien, Taiwan and put it on top of the other charts. As they approached the field he spotted a flight of F-86 fighters headed for the field from the north. The active runway was 18. He turned slightly to the east and maneuvered to follow the flight of Saber jets ahead of him. The tower told him he would follow them and that the F-86s would be using the standard Military 'break' landing pattern. Mack acknowledged the altimeter setting, the runway information, and the traffic information.

Mack reduced his power and followed the jets into the pattern. He watched as they flew over the end of the runway and the flight leader banked into a hard left turn and extended his speed brakes, the other members of the flight turned at intervals ending up in a line of aircraft heading back to the north paralleling the runway. They saw that the planes were marked with the blue and white circular starburst insignia of Taiwan. When the jets were well past the end of the runway, the air brakes had been retracted , the landing gear were down, the flaps were adjusted, they started a descending left turn to land. 

The last F-86 was crossing the end of the runway to land when the big prop plane snapped into a eighty degree bank. Vapor trails blossomed off the wing tips and traced the turn. The Skyraider stayed level in the turn until it was opposite the end of the runway, then it started its descent, still turning. The wings rolled level and the wheels lowered as it crossed the end of the runway and gently touched down.

Mack taxied the big plane to the transient area and as they approached he saw a yellow jeep with a flashing light on top and a large sign on the back that read "Follow Me." When they got to the parking area a man jumped out and directed him to a parking space. He indicated that Mack should fold the wings of the AD-5 aircraft. Mack nodded his head and unlocked the wings and folded them. 


It Has to be Fate Pt. 01



He shut the engine down and removed his helmet. He turned and grinned at Melissa, "Wheew! Back on the ground without breaking anything, AGAIN!"

She smiled back, "I do not think there was any doubt about that. I have a Private Pilot's license and I know what I just saw was a smooth, virtuoso performance. I didn't see a single error in judgment or performance except when you scared the hell out of me with that approach, I have never been in one like that, but the landing was perfect."

"Thank you, girl, I have to get the patient out of the back, the ambulance is here." Mack climbed out of the cockpit and opened the canopies over the rear compartment. He helped the orderlies lift the gurney out of the compartment and down off the wing. The nurses thanked him profusely and he secured the plane and left instructions for the refueling. He helped Melissa down from the wing and took her hand and escorted her to the yellow 'follow me' jeep for a ride to the Ops (Operations) office. He sent a RON message and advised that they would continue the flight to Japan the next day, weather permitting. Melissa waited while he changed out of his flight suit and into utilities. They found a staff car waiting outside and were driven to the Admirals quarters.

Mack's mother greeted them at the door; she was a lovely, elegantly dressed, and perfectly coifed woman who appeared to be about 40. She hugged Mack and kissed his cheek, then she turned to Mellissa and took her hands, "Welcome to our home Lieutenant, I am Mack's mother, Betty McDermott." She smiled at Mack and raised an eyebrow.

Mack said, "Please forgive my manners ladies, mother, this beautiful lady is my fiancée, Melissa Murphy. Melissa this is my mother."

His mother's cool serenity dissolved instantly. "FIANCEE?" she squealed. "Really? God! I hope it is true." She grabbed Melissa's hands again, she looked the younger woman up and down. "I think you are very lovely under that Marine outfit. Come with me, we are about the same size, I know I will have something more appropriate for you to wear. Call me Betty. Tell me all about yourself."

Melissa looked back over her shoulder at a grinning Mack as his mother dragged her down a hallway. A smiling Navy steward asked Mack if he would care for a drink. Mac requested a beer and asked if there were a family room or den where he could wait for his mother. The young Filipino sailor suggested the sun room. The view from the enclosed porch was spectacular with craggy cliffs and moss and vine covered rocks framing the vista of the sea beyond a cove below.

It seemed as if it took forever before he heard the clicking of high heels behind him. He stood and watched his mother lead Melissa into the room. His mother smiled, "What did I tell you, Mica, she is gorgeous." Melissa wore a red oriental style dress and high-heeled sandals. Mica was familiar with that style of Chinese dress, it was called a cheongsam, the dress was form fitting and had a Mandarin collar and was slit from the hem to high on the thigh on each side. He stood with his mouth open as the beautiful girl walked over and stood in front of him.

"You like?" She asked as she slowly turned in front of him.

"Bbbboy! Do I ever like, no, I love!" he stammered.

Mack's mother gushed, "OH Mica, I love her already! She is so sweet and will be just a perfect wife for you! I can't wait for Daddy to meet her. We are almost the same sizes in everything, even our shoes. 'Lissa says you are going to be married when you both get to Cherry Point. I can't wait, we think a Military Wedding would be appropriate. Daddy and I will fly back of course. We can reserve the VIP lodge at Cherry Point for the reception and have the wedding at the base chapel. How does that sound?"

"Hunh? Wha---er um." Mack stared at the two of them. 

Then both women started giggling, then laughing. Mack stared at them. Melissa jumped up and pulled him to his feet. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him soundly on the lips."Mack, I love your Momma, and I am beginning to think it would be fun to have her for a mother."

He looked at both of them and grinned, "Well, you guys got even for the surprise engagement, you had me really believing we are getting married."

Mrs. Mc Dermott looked at him seriously, "Son, I'll disown you if you hurt this girl and don't marry her. I gave her my totally unbiased opinion that you would be a wonderful husband. And, most important of all, we know it is meant to be! It has to be preordained that you two should marry."

A voice behind them said, "Who is getting married?"

They turned and saw Mack's father, he was an imposing figure in his khaki uniform with gold shoulder boards, each bearing three silver stars, and he had a chest full of ribbons. He shook Mack's hand and turned to Melissa. "Wow! Where did you find this lovely girl, Mica? I thought you were stranded out in the jungle."

"Dad, let me present First Lieutenant Melissa Murphy, U.S. Marine Corps. Melissa this is my poor henpecked father, Vice Admiral Charles Mc Dermott, U.S. Navy."

"Henpecked?" The Admiral looked all around, "He can't possibly be talking about me. I might be teased, bitched at, and a victim of feminine wiles, but never henpecked, right my love?"

"Pop, when Mom says jump! You say 'How high?'."

"Of course I do, haven't you ever noticed how beautiful your Momma is? That is not henpecked, that's smart."

Melissa took the Admiral's arm, "Mica, don't tease your father, it's not nice." She rose on her tip toes and kissed the older man on his cheek. 

He looked at his son, "Mica I don't know how you did it, but you found a real keeper. Do not let her get away." He turned to his wife, "What did you mean when you said they are meant for each other?"

"Oh! Honey, do you remember Maryalice Connor, my best friend and my maid of honor at our wedding?"

"Sure I do."

Well, when I met 'Lissa she said she was from Clifton Forge, Virginia. I asked her if she knew any of the Connor family. She said she was part of the Connor family because her mother was a Connor. Guess what, she is Maryalice's daughter. It has to be fate. They meet in the jungle in the Philippine Islands on the other side of the world. It has to be fate." 

The mother and father turned and saw their son holding the hands of the beautiful girl and looking into her eyes. He softly said, "It has to be fate."

She gently smiled back, "I know."

They had a nice lunch and his parents showed them the sights of Taipei. They all had a wonderful afternoon and when they returned, Mack checked with the operations office a got a weather briefing for the next day. He grinned at 'Lissa, "Bad news Miss Melissa, they are forecasting weather below minimums at Atsugi and the rest of Japan for tomorrow and possibly the next day. We might be able to sneak into Okinawa but it is chancy. What do you think, stay here, or try Okinawa?"

Melissa looked at Mack's parents, "Would it be too much of an inconvenience for us to stay longer?"

Mrs. Betty McDermott walked to the girl and hugged her tightly, "I want you to stay forever. I have never met a girl I liked so much, and our boy has dragged a bunch of them in for our inspection. He had a thing for beautiful blonde coeds for a long time; most of them hadn't learned to speak in sentences yet."

"Mom, that's not true, I can't remember a single dumb blonde."

"Well I can, how about Betsy, Joanie, Mona, and Marcie to name a few?"

"Ok, there WERE a couple that weren't exactly rocket scientists."

"Melissa, those dummies couldn't spell 'dog' if you gave them the first and last letters."

"Mom, they weren't that bad, were they Dad?"

His father grinned, "They were all cute as hell and I do not think our boy chose them so he could have long philosophical discussions with them."

His mother looked lovingly at her son, "Daddy you are right, he never said one thing about how he felt about any of them. Here he has only known Melissa for half a day, and he is head over heels in love with her."

"Mother!" Mica grinned at Melissa, "She teases all the--- timmm--." His smile faded, "She IS right you know, she knows her boy."

Melissa stood in front of Mica. She looked up into his eyes, she said two words, "Me too." Her arms slipped up around his neck and she lifted on her toes and pressed her lips to his. The kiss lasted several minutes while Admiral and Mrs. McDermott smiled at each other. The two young lovers broke apart and smiled at each other. Mack took her hand and led her to the couch, they sat but he did not release her hand.

Mrs. McDermott laughed and said, "Son, don't press this sweet girl too hard, she probably doesn't believe in whirlwind romances. It runs in our family. Charlie and I knew each other for about three hours before he proposed and I accepted. I knew when I met him he was the one. That was on December sixth, 1924. He took me to meet his family after we were married a week later. His mother told me that she and Grandfather Mack only knew each other for two days before they were married, that was in 1887 during the Indian Wars out West. She got pregnant on their wedding night I guess. Charlie's older brother was born exactly nine months later."

Melissa smiled, "My parents knew each other all their lives, they played together as infants and I don't think either of them ever even thought of anyone else. One always knows what the other is going to say before they say it. My older brothers and sisters always told me that when I met the right man I would know it. They were right." She smiled at Mica.

Mica smiled back, "How many brothers and sisters do you have?"

'Lissa giggled, "A bunch, I have three brothers and two sisters, there are David, John, and Mike and Helen and Susan. I am the baby of the family. They all chipped in to send me to college but I found a program that would pay my tuition plus a wage if I joined the Marine Reserve Program. I would get a commission upon graduation would be obligated to serve for four years. It was a good deal for all of us. I have less than a year to go. I haven't decided what I am going to do yet. Today has changed everything." 

Mrs. McDermott said, "Honey, I knew Jack Murphy as long as your Momma did. She always said she was going to marry him someday, she never even looked at another boy. He felt the same way about her."

Mica looked at his parents, "We are both have orders to the 2nd Marine Air Wing in Cherry Point. We report within a week of each other. Is that fate again?"

His mother answered, "Of course it is. There is no doubt about it! I just know the two of you will produce lots of beautiful grand babies for me to spoil. That's what grandparents are for! Now, Mica do you have any nice civvies with you suitable for a dinner out at the Officer's Club? I have lots of pretty things Melissa can try on. I have a brand new little black dress I think will be sensational on her. I think it is too young for me."

The Admiral said, "Darling, nothing is too young for you unless you mean diapers."

Melissa said, "I agree, I thought Mrs. McDermott was about 35 when I met her but I figured that if Mica is 28 then she was probably a little older. Now that I know she was Momma's best friend she has to be about the same age as she is and that is 50." Mica grinned and gently squeezed her hand. 

Mica smiled and said, "I have a pair of grey slacks, a Naval Academy Blazer, and a loud Hawaiian flowered shirt." 

"That will do, Daddy can lend you a dress shirt and a tie. We are all set then." She smiled and looked at Melissa, "Honey, do you want one room or two?"

Melissa blushed, "We can get by with one, but I prefer two. I am still a bit too shy for one room."

"I don't blame you sweetie, it is a big step to reveal all your secrets at one time. My mother always said to wait until you have a ring on your finger."

"So did mine."

Mack's mother stood and said she would be right back and walked away. She returned carrying a black dress, other lacy black items, and a pair of high-heeled shoes. She gave everything to Melissa. "Here Sweetie, these are your things for tonight and to keep, everything is new." She raised her voice a little and said, "Juan", and the Filipino Steward entered the room.

"Yes Ma'am."

"Please show Miss Murphy to the blue guest room." She turned to Melissa and said, "When you want to, you can change for dinner, we will have a cocktail here before we go to the club for dinner. Let's say cocktails at six. OK?"

Melissa smiled and said that she would love to take a long soak in a hot bath tub because she had had nothing but cold showers for weeks. She followed the young sailor down the hall.

"She is perfect, Son." Said Mrs. McDermott, "Now I have something for you, your Grandmother McDermott gave this to me just before she passed, she specifically asked that I give it to you." She handed him a ring box. "It was her engagement ring from Grampaw Mack. You must tell Melissa that the ring is a family heirloom and must stay in the family, if you break up it must be returned to me. You might tell her that you will also give her another everyday ring set when you have time to find one." 

Mica opened the box, the ring was beautiful and the stone was huge. His mother smiled, "Yes, Dear, it is a monster, we don't know where Gramps got the money to buy it, he was a lowly Corporal in the Army when they were married. He would not make the cost of the stone alone in twenty years on his Army pay.

"The antique setting appears to have been modified to take the stone. That stone is a rare natural blue diamond of an antique cut called an old mine cut. It is about fourteen and a half carats. We had it appraised about fifteen years ago and it is insured for over a hundred thousand dollars. You need to get it appraised again when you get settled."

"Mom, I can't let you do this, this should be yours."

"I suppose you want me to take off your father's rings I have worn for over thirty years to wear this one? I could never hurt him that way. I have never worn it and I never will, your father's rings are the most precious things I have. Your brother and your sister are already married so they can't use it. No, it belongs to you."

"Mom, I really feel Melissa is my soul mate, that it really is fate that keeps pushing us together, I will probably propose tonight. I want you to explain about the ring tomorrow, will you please do that for me. I don't like to put conditions on the ring like that. I don't want her to think I value the ring more than I value her."

"I'll talk with her after you give her the ring. I know that girl loves you too, she has a good head on her shoulders, she will understand and approve. I think she will know it will be hers forever."

The dinner that evening was superb, Melissa was radiantly beautiful in the 'little black dress'. Mica could not take his eyes off her. The music was very modern and danceable. Mack and Melissa danced almost every dance. Melissa was very impressed by her handsome escort, his manners and decorum were impeccable. He was a graceful dancer and made her the center of attention. She had never felt so protected and comfortable with a date in her whole life. 

He seemed to anticipate her every wish, he had a drink for her before she realized she was thirsty. He led her back to the table before she felt tired. He held her close when she needed the comfort of his strong arms around her. He took her on the balcony overlooking the sea and found a quiet spot for them to set and kiss for a few sweet moments.

He stood and walked to the rail of the balcony and looked out over the moon lit sea. He felt Melissa move close beside him. She said, "What is wrong? Did I say or do something to displease you?"

"NO! No it wasn't anything you did." He was silent for several moments then his head drooped forward and he whispered, "That is not true, it was something you did, but it was nothing you did that was wrong. It was me, I just can't help reacting that way to your sweetness and beauty. You just keep me aroused, we need to go back to the table and I cannot do it without embarrassing you and my parents."

"For heaven's sake, why should you embarrass me or your folks?"

He looked at her. "Why, because you give me an erection that will not go down."

"What?"

"You heard me, I have a hard on that won't quit."

"That doesn't embarrass me in the slightest, as a matter of fact it thrills me to hear I can do that to you. I pray that I will always please you that much. Come on, no one will notice, and if they do, they will just be envious or jealous. Can I feel it?"

"Oh! God, how I would love that. But if you do it will be a while before I can walk across the dance floor."

"Here Mica, let's just dance our way off the balcony and across the floor to the table. I'll stay in front of you."

"Wait! I have something I need to say to you." He took her hands in his. "Melissa Murphy, I love you with all my heart and soul, I know this is sudden, but will you marry me and be my wife forever?" He reached in his pocket and watched her carefully. She stared at him. 

"Do you really mean that? Please don't tease about that."

"Dearest girl, I mean it with all my heart, I love you. I give this ring to you as a token of my love for you. Please just think about it. OK?"

"Yes."

He stared at her. 

"Yes Micaiah McDermott, I love you and I will marry you. Now kiss me please!"

They kissed for a long time. He grabbed her hand and hurried across the dance floor. He stood holding her hand and grinning before his parents. "She said YES!"

Betty McDermott smiled up at her son, "Of course she did. It is meant to be, it's fate." They sat at the table while the Admiral signaled a waiter and ordered Champagne.

Mica's mother giggled and said, "Now you can never again sing the little old song you sang when you got mad at the world." 

Melissa asked, "What song was that?"

Mica laughed, "I had forgotten about that. It isn't really long enough to be a song. It is more of a chant. It goes; 

"Nobody loves me,

Everybody hates me,

I'm goin' out and eat worms."

Melissa's hands flew to cover her mouth as she convulsed with laughter, when she recovered she asked, "Did you really eat worms?"

"They are not bad if you use plenty of Catsup."

"Eeuuu! Gross! Did you really do that?"

"No, I usually just sulked in a corner somewhere."

Mack's mother grinned, "If he got really mad at someone he would just 'transmorgafy' them into a frog."

"He would do what?"

"Mica had a large cardboard box in the basement he claimed was his invention, the 'transmorgafier', he had drawn gauges, switches, and dials drawn all over it. One day he was furious with Fred, his older brother, he came to me and showed me a large frog, he said he had transmorgafied Fred into the frog. I told him he had better get Fred back before their father got back home from work at the Navy Base or he would be in deep trouble. He ran off. An hour or so later Fred walked in and said he had taken a nap and had a weird dream about being a frog."

Mica grinned, "Tell her about Bubba Franklin."

"Bubba Franklin was the neighborhood bully. One day he disappeared and the whole neighborhood was looking for him.

Finally someone said that the last time anyone saw him was when he was chasing Mica and was threatening to whip his ass. We found Micaiah and he claimed to have 'transmorgafied' Bubba into a frog and threw him in the pond in the woods. Everyone rushed to the pond and found Bubba hiding there, he was stark naked. He would never reveal exactly what had happened to him, but he told all the kids not to mess with Micaiah."

Melissa looked at Mica, "Do you still have your 'transmorgafier'?"

"No, I don't know what happened to it. I tried to transmorgafy Sis one day and left her in it for a while. When I came back, the box was gone. I guess a foreign spy got it or something."




It Has to be Fate Pt. 01



Melissa smiled at Mica's mother, "Mom, you must tell me sometime how you survived with your sanity being around 'little' Mica. I can tell it must have been a trial."

"Actually, Micaiah was a delightful child. He was always a sweet, loving, and caring boy. He did have his moments. He did paint our white miniature poodle with bright red stripes one time, and he made a set of wings he was going to use to try to fly off the roof. I wouldn't have traded him for anything. He would never fib about anything but his damned Transmorgafier."

Mica looked at his mother, "What makes you think I was fibbing then?"

Melissa smiled, "I know! But Mom, please promise me that if you find a frog with a pink ribbon, please don't throw me in the pond."

"Somehow I don't believe that could ever happen."

"I guess I'll just have to learn how to keep him happy."

Mack's father threw up his hands and laughed, "Honey, you already know how to do that, he has been aroused for the last four or five hours."

"Dad!"

A few minutes later they returned to the Admiral's quarters. They kissed each other good night and Mica's father told them they were welcome to stay up as long as they wanted. He said the master bedroom was sound proofed as were all the bedrooms in the house. He laughed as he walked off.

Melissa and Mica sat in the den and talked for hours about the likes and dislikes they each had, there were few disagreements between them. They both liked the same foods and their tastes in music were identical. Mack liked Doris Day and Marilyn Monroe while 'Lissa liked James Dean, Jimmy Stewart and Marlon Brando. The both enjoyed the new rock and roll music as well as pop music. One of Melissa's favorites was Bill Haley and the Comets with Rock Around the Clock, but she thought Pat Boone was cool too. Mica was not that keen about Frank Sinatra, but he really liked Rosemary Clooney, Perry Como, and Bing Crosby. Both of them liked Bob Hope.

He discovered she loved hunting and fishing. She was her father's favorite fishing partner. The other kids in her family went with him once in a while but didn't care to go all the time, but she always went with her dad. She was delighted to hear that Mica was dedicated hunter and a fly fisherman as well. The talked about guns and deer-hair bass bugs while they clutched each other's hands. Micaiah could stand it no longer. He pulled the willing girl into his arms and their lips met in a passionate kiss. His hands caressed her arms and her back, she ran her hands through his thick hair. 

His hands roamed over her body and she gently touched his body too. He cupped her full breasts through the material of her dress. She moaned softly and pressed his hand to her breast harder. He broke the endless kiss and said, "Melissa, I love you so very much. I want to make love to you tonight. I need to know, are you a virgin?"

"Does it matter?"

"Yes, it matters because I love you so much I don't know if I can bear the thought of bringing you any pain."

"I love you for saying that, no, I am not a virgin, are you?"

"No, I honestly wish I were, but I am positive I am a virgin for you, I have never made love to a person I love before, all I can think about is how to please you. I am deathly afraid I will go too fast or too far and run you off. You need to tell me if I am going too fast. We have to talk about what we want or don't want when we make love."

"Darling, I agree completely, I am not very experienced and there are things I want to experience with you that I have never tried, but I know in my heart that anything we do together will be heavenly. You will have to teach me how to please you."

"I think both of us need to talk to each other and let our partner know what feels good and what we like best. 'Lissa, Sweetie, Why don't we go get ready for bed? I'll meet you in your room in ten minutes or if I am going too fast we can just set here and talk."

"Mica, I am ready to make love to you. I really want you bad, real bad. Let's go!" Melissa jumped up and hurried off. Mica turned off the lights and followed her down the hall. 

Micaiah got out his shaving kit and went into the adjoining bathroom. He felt his face, no whiskers or stubble at all. He smelled under his arms, he smelled his deodorant. He found his Old Spice and freshened up his face a bit. He checked his watch, five minutes to go. Damn he was already hard as wood. In his skivvies he couldn't hide it. He grinned as he thought, 'If she was proud she made me hard when we were dancing, she'll be really proud of this boner. I feel like a fifteen year old on his first date, Shit! I'm so excited I shaking like a leaf. Calm down old man, be cool about this. Yeah! Right. COOL! The precum is dripping out of my cock, how cool us that? That is it, I can't wait any longer.' 

He slipped quietly out of his door and eased across the hall and gently turned the knob on her door. It quietly opened and he slipped inside. He turned and closed the door behind him. He turned around and bumped into a soft warm silky body. Melissa whispered, "Where have you been, I thought you had fallen asleep."

"I'm four minutes early." He ran his hands over her sleek form and pulled her to him. Their lips met in a long kiss and then he turned and bent, his left arm caught her behind her legs and his right arm caught her body as he lifted her into his arms. Her arms went around his neck. He carried her the few steps to the double bed.

He leaned over and placed her in the center of the bed. His eyes had adjusted to the moonlight streaming in the window. Her auburn hair was spread across the pillow and the silken gown was molded to her body. Her erect nipples were clearly visible through the thin fabric. He knelt on the bed beside her. He put a hand gently on each side of her face and softly lowered his lips to hers. Her hands grasped his head and gently held him as they kissed. 

He lifted off of her, "Melissa, before we go any farther we need to talk. I have to tell you a few things about me, how I feel and what I believe, it is only fair that you know these things before we go too far. When I put that ring on your finger it meant the same to me as a wedding ring. It is my belief that we now belong to each other.

"I feel that breaking one's marriage vows is the ultimate act of betrayal. It is a stab in the back. I think that people fall out of love sometime too! The only option is to tell your partner, then work it out. If you know someone else is a better lover you have already broken your vows. I know I am not the world's best lover, I know that many men are handsomer, smarter, funnier, and so forth, I do believe you will have trouble finding a lover who will try harder than I will to please you. 

"I think that people our age make love about three times a week, OK, make it four times. Double that if you want. At an hour a session that is about eight hours of sex out of a one hundred and sixty eight hour week, less than a twentieth of the time. I think a lot of other things are as important as the sex in a marriage. Sex is my favorite though. Do I make any sense?"

"You make perfect sense to me, Mica, Honey. We haven't had sex yet and I have loved every minute I have been with you, my expectations and desires are in perfect accord with yours. When I let you slip that ring on my finger, I accepted your pledge and pledged myself to you forever. Now my Dearest Man, I think we should find out if we fit together."

"Dear God! I pray that we do.' Mica pressed her gently down on her back. He stood and removed the T shirt and his boxers. Her smile faded as she saw him nude for the first time. She looked up at him, "Oh My! I didn't know they got that big. I hope I can take him all inside me." 

"I have never had a problem or hurt anyone. I promise to be gentle."

She smiled and arched her back and pulled her night gown up under her hips then sat up to remove it. She held it shyly to her breasts. He moved beside her and pressed his lips to hers. His voice caught in his throat as he said, "I love you my Melissa." She dropped the gown off the side of the bed.

"I love you too, my Mica. I love your body. You are perfect." 

She reached for him and pulled him against her. They fell back and he kissed her lips again and again. His hands caressed her shoulders and moved down her sides. She could feel his fingers trembling as he softly caressed her. She held a hand and pulled it to cover a breast. He moaned and leaned down and took the nipple in his lips. The wet warm suction was delightful and sent a tingle right to her vagina. She moved his head to her other breast. His lips felt just as wonderful there but she was distracted by fingers gently circling the slight bumpiness of the areola of the first breast with feather like touches. The nipple and areola were softly explored by the velvety touch of his fingertips. Tingles coursed through her body to her pussy, again and again. 

She ran her hands down his back, loving the feel of the strong muscles beneath the smooth warm skin. She pulled him over her body and spread her legs wide to cradle his body in the right position. She didn't think to do that, it just seemed to happen.  

His body lifted and his hips rotated until she felt the soft warm cushiony head of his cock pressing at the folds of the crinkly lips of her pussy. Her little hand flew down to guide his cock to it's new home. She rubbed the soft head of the velvet covered steel shaft up and down her slit until it was covered with her lubricating fluids. She wiggled it a little as he thrust gently forward.

She felt the thickness of him immediately and gasped at pleasure of the way he filled her so completely. There was no pain, only the pleasing pressure against the walls of her sheath. She did not realize she was pulling him deeper into her with her heels and hands. She felt his balls bump against her bottom and the pressure of his pelvis against her clit. He paused there and lifted his head, "Are you all right? I'm not hurting you am I?"

"Oh no! This is heavenly, I love it. I think I have adjusted to your size, love me now!"

Mack slowly withdrew until only the very tip of his cock spread her pussy lips. He paused, then thrust deep inside her. When his pelvis hit her clitoris, she grunted softly. He continued the slow deliberate movements for several moments then increased the rhythm of his thrusts. Then he stopped, his cock as deep as possible. He kept up the rhythm with changes of pressure against her vagina rather than movement. He moaned, "Oh Baby Girl, you feel so damned good I'm gonna cum too soon if I move."

Melissa rapidly rotated her hips up and down against him holding him tightly against her, "Cum now, Sweetie, flood me with your cum, I need to feel you cum inside me. Oh! Here you come, I feel it now." He was thrusting into her as fast and hard as he could, her thrusts were meeting his, then he stopped and stiffened as he finished cumming.

She felt his hot tears dropping on her face. She pushed his face away so she could see him. "Honey, what is wrong, did I hurt you?"

"No, I am sorry I didn't last longer for you, I know I came before you were finished."

"WHAT? Lister Buster, that was far and away my best ever bunch of orgasms. I never knew it could be that good. I didn't know I could have more than one or that I could have them in bunches. I am ecstatically happy."

He looked at her, "Really?" His eyes opened wide, "Oh shit, I forgot to use a rubber."

She giggled, "I didn't want you to use one, I wanted to feel YOU inside me. I am not in my fertile time but I put my diaphragm in anyway."

He moved beside her, he kissed her again and held her tightly to his body. She snuggled against him and tears fell from her eyes. Mica looked at her quickly, concern on his face. "What is it Sweetie, are you OK?"

"I am wonderful, I loved that. You make me feel so good I just had to cry in happiness, I think you need to revise your estimate to at least three times a day and maybe four or five." She felt him shake with laughter. She ran her small hand down across his washboard stomach. Her fingers reached the tangle of soft hair, sparse at his navel then thicker on his pelvis. 

She found his penis laying flaccid, pointing toward his hip. She pushed up away from his body and moved downward. She whispered, "I need to learn to please him, Oh, he is so big and strong, I feel him growing in my hands. Oh! I love it, I love it. Wow! He is huge now, I had all that inside me? Amazing! Mmmmmm! He tastes good too. I want him inside me again please, please."

The next morning Mrs. McDermott sat at the table on the porch sipping a cup of coffee. She heard whispers behind her and turned to see her son kissing Melissa. They grinned and joined her at the table.

Mica's mother stood and took Melissa's hands in hers; she looked into the girl's eyes and grinned. She leaned forward and kissed each of them on the cheek. They all sat down and Mica's mom said, "Was he any good Honey?"

Melissa blushed and looked her in the eye, "He was magnificent all four times, and this morning too!" 

"Oh! Wonderful! I guess he is just like his daddy then,

I am so happy for both of you."

"Mica stammered, "Mmmom!"

Melissa smiled at him, "Hush Dear, this is girl talk." She looked back to the older woman. "I have very limited experience, and that was of little use because it was like trying to compare a paper cigar wrapper ring to the huge diamond on my finger, totally irrelevant!"

"The two of you were meant for each other. I couldn't be happier." She looked at Micaiah, "Your father called from the office a few minutes ago, he checked the weather for you. Every base in Japan is closed now because the remains of that tropical weather system turned much further north than expected. He contacted the 1st Marine Air Wing and advised them that you would be staying here until the weather cleared. I guess you know that the commander of the Air Wing was one of your father's plebes at the Academy. Both of you are now assigned to the Taiwan Defense Command, on TAD (Temporary Additional Duty) until further notice. I guess you will be stuck here for at least two or three days, and maybe a week or more."

Melissa and Micaiah looked at each other, they grinned. Mica said, "Thanks Mom, I know you thought this up. Do you plan on getting us married while we wait?"

Betty said, "I confess that I have thought about it and checked on the feasibility, it can be done I think. There is a U.S. Navy Chaplin here and he said he can do a civil ceremony or a nondenominational service, you can have a big church service later."

Mica smiled gently at Melissa, "Your move girl, I vote yes! But don't let us pressure you into it just because there are numerous other girls just waiting to marry me."

"Oh! Mica! I know that, I love you and I say yes, yes, yes!"

The ladies were soon deep in the plans. The chaplain was called and the planning started. Mica listened for a few minutes as they talked about flowers, receptions, and gowns. He rolled his eyes and said, "Woah! Listen girls, this is just supposed to be a small, quick wedding, when we are all settled in the States, in a few months, we can have a big one with all the bells and whistles, OK? I thought we would just have you and Dad, and that was about all we needed."

The women looked at each other, then back at him and grinned. Melissa said, "You are right, that is all we really need. But, your mother and I both know the second wedding may never happen. We are just talking about what we would LIKE to do, in a little while we will discuss what we CAN do. There are lots of logistics to work out, for instance your mother knows I have a gorgeous wedding gown I had hand made in Yokohama. I could never afford one like that in the States. It is real silk with lots of lace and real pearls all over it. It is in my closet in Atsugi. I don't think you have anything but utilities or what you wore last night. We have to try and figure out how to do this. We have to know what we want, then we meld that with what we have or can get and then we come up with a plan."

"Oh!"

"Don't get bent out of shape Honey," Melissa purred, "This is girl talk, these things are not that important to guys, but a girl has prepared and dreamed of this all of her life. She knows that if she is willing to work at the marriage this will be the only one she will ever have."

Mack's mother smiled at him, "Why don't I call Dad and he can send the car for you. You can visit with him and check on the weather."

Mack and his father were back two hours later and found the women sitting on the sun porch talking with two Naval officers in uniform. The officers, a lieutenant and a commander jumped to their feet when the Admiral stepped out on the porch. The Admiral said, "Easy boys, set down and relax." Micaiah was introduced to the two men. The commander was the Chaplain and the Lieutenant was a Naval Aviator on the Admiral's staff.

Mica's mother said that all most all the difficult logistics had been worked out, only a few small details remained a problem. She pointed to the Lieutenant and said, "Mike Thompson, here, wants to know if you are current in the ..." she looked to the Lieutenant.

"TV-2, Ma'am." said the young officer.

"Yes I am, I flew one last month."

"Wonderful, Sweetie, Mike thinks he can help you get Mellissa checked out on the ejection seat and fitted with an oxygen mask and you two love birds can fly to Atsugi and back tomorrow morning and you can get your Dress Uniform and Melissa can get her wedding dress. Before you get back we will be all ready for the wedding the next day. They are forecasting a short break in the weather in Japan just before ten tomorrow morning and lasting for several hours."

Mica looked at his mother then he looked at 'Lissa. Melissa smiled at him, "See, it's all going to work out OK. There is nothing to worry about, unless you don't think you can make the flight. Mike says HE would be glad to fly me up and back if you don't want to go." 

Mica looked at her with an expressionless face, then turned and walked to look out over the ocean. Melissa jumped up and ran to him and pulled him around. She stood looking up into his eyes, "Forgive me my love, I was wrong, completely wrong, I will never again tease you with another man to get my way. I would hate it if you did it to me. I did hate it when you sort of did it to me earlier when you said there were lots of girls waiting to marry you."

A tear ran slowly down her cheek, she whispered, "Please give me another chance, please."

Mica looked at her coldly. "OK! Ten more chances, then you are outta here. Got it?" The corners of his mouth quivered as he tried to look angry. She hung her pretty head. "Yes, Sir, My love. I promise to be good."

He held her shoulders and said, "What do you want to do?"

"I defer to you, Mica, it is your decision." He looked in her eyes, then he turned to the Navy Lieutenant. 

"Tell me about this T-33/TV-2, is it a good ship, do you have much time in it? How good is the forecast?""

"Yes Captain McDermott, it is a good plane, very reliable. I have flown her to Atsugi many times. She has been fitted with two small external drop tanks under the wings with 600 pounds of additional fuel for longer range. It is about two hours and ten to twenty minutes from here to Atsugi. That leaves you with close to a 500 mile reserve. That gives you most of Japan and Okinawa as an alternate. Atsugi has a very good radar control and GCA outfit. The only navigation equipment aboard is a RDF and TACAN. As you know, the only TACAN units in the Far East are on Navy Carriers."

Mica said, "That sounds good Lieutenant, what about the weather."

"I am told the forecast is based on reports from Navy aircraft and ships in the area, it should be good but we can get an update in the morning."




It Has to be Fate Pt. 02



An Erotic Action/Adventure Story

Part 2.

This is a story about a young Marine Corps pilot during the era between the Korean War and the Viet Nam War. Reading the previous parts will lead to a better understanding of the plot and the characters. 

*

Captain Micaiah McDermott, U.S.M.C stood on the steps of the Base Chapel holding the hand of his bride, First Lieutenant Melissa Ann Murphy McDermott, U.S.M.C.R., he turned slightly towards her and placed her hand on his arm and covered it with his. He whispered out of the side of his mouth, "On my command, Forward March. Won, hup, tree." He stepped off with his left foot and they slowly walked through arch of shining swords crossed over their heads held by uniformed Marines in dress blue uniforms. They were an extremely handsome couple, Micaiah in his dress blue uniform and Melissa in her lovely wedding gown. They stopped at the door of the waiting limo for the drive to the Quarters of Mica's father, Vice Admiral Charles McDermott, U.S.N., Commander of the Taiwan Defense Command. Mica helped his bride into the car. 

The reception was much more crowded than they had expected. Melissa guessed she had shaken a hundred hands and air kissed fifty cheeks in the reception line before it ended. She had seen Mica shake the same hands and kiss the backs of the same fifty hands. He smiled and pulled her into his arms, he softly pressed his lips to hers. It was not as long a kiss as he wanted but she pulled back and smiled up at him. "My husband, I love you, I think we need to go get a drink now. I need one."

"Yes, Mrs. McDermott, right this way." He led her to the dining room where a bar was set up. They each had a glass of champagne. They looked into their partner's eyes and silently toasted each other. Mica said one word. "Forever!" 

She said, "Yes. It is fate."

Mica's mother walked up with held her arms out and she and Melissa hugged, Betty said, "Welcome to the family daughter, I love you." Tears ran down both cheeks, "Oh! I am ruining my make-up, but I don't care. I am so happy I just have to cry, I wish Maryalice were here. We have an appointment to talk to her in about two hours. I will tell her how well everything went. We had the whole thing filmed so you can show everyone when you get home."

"Oh! Thank you so much! I can't wait to see the pictures too. I was struggling so had to remember what to do and every time I saw Mica, he was as calm as can be with a tiny smile in the corners of his mouth. He gave me the strength to keep going. He kept glancing at me, every time he did, I wanted to hug him and kiss him. He was steady as a rock."

"No I wasn't, I was nervous and I kept watching you to feed off of your calm serenity. I thought you had nerves of steel."

Melissa giggled, "No way, I was shaking like a leaf, I wanted to run and hide, then I would feel your strength and steal a peek at you and I knew I could never leave you, my husband."

Micaiah's father had been listening and said, "Kids, both of you looked very calm and collected, not a hair out of place. Melissa, sweetheart, you were gorgeous, and my boy looked very handsome, I was proud of both of you. I overheard a number of comments from our guests; they were very impressed with the two of you. I was too!"

Melissa looked at Admiral McDermott, "Dad, who was the Chinese gentleman who gave me to Mica, acting as my father?"

"I thought you knew. That was Chiang Ching-kuo, he is the son of Generalissimo Chiang Kai-shek, President of Nationalist China. He has been a good friend to Betty and I since we have been here. He likes to be called 'George'. The Generalissimo did not attend the wedding but Madam Chiang Kai-shek was here. She was with George in the reception line." 

"I thought she looked familiar!" Mica remarked.

"Oh yes!" Melissa said, "I knew I had seen her before, I just never dreamed she would be at our wedding."

Betty smiled at her new daughter, "She told me she loves weddings and just had to come when she heard about it. She said she rarely gets to see western weddings. She had never seen a western military wedding, and she loved it. They both left gifts as did most of the guests. The den is full of presents for the two of you. We will have to go through them later and send 'thank you' notes." 

"Wow! We didn't expect any gifts." said a surprised Mica.

The admiral said, "Son, the Chinese are big on giving gifts, they love to give and receive gifts. It is part of the culture. Most of us do it too because here it is expected. Don't be surprised if there are some very nice gifts. Right Mom?"

"My Goodness, yes! I'll bet I had fifty calls yesterday wanting to know what you needed. Many asked your dress sizes."

Melissa laughed, "Your 'George' speaks perfect English. He wanted to know all about me. He said he was very honored to be my surrogate father and he said I was beautiful and that Micaiah was the luckiest man in the world." She smiled at Mica, "I told him I was the lucky one."

Mica smiled down at her with pure adoration, "Luck had nothing to do with it. It was preordained. It was fate. If you are any good at permutations and combinations please figure out for me the odds against the children of two best friends from Clifton Forge, Virginia, meeting twenty some years later in the jungle of the Philippine Islands, falling in love, and getting married."

Melissa grinned, "A million trillion to one would be an educated guess. It HAS to be fate."

Mrs. Betty McDermott said, "Mrs. McDermott, if you and your husband would like to freshen up a bit, all of your things have been moved to the blue room. I might suggest that you change to something more comfortable than your beautiful bridal gown, Dear girl. I left several outfits on the bed for you to chose from. Mica, Honey, you will have to remain in uniform I guess."

"May I change to Khakis? I brought some with me or I also brought a light weight tan linen suit with me."

"The suit will be fine dear. Hurry now, we have been away from the party too long now and I want you to meet some people."

Mica led his bride down the hall to their room. He shut and leaned back against the door. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately. His tongue traced her lips and they opened to him. It was a long lingering kiss. Finally, she pushed him back. "Mica, Darling let me go change, another second of your kisses will delay us for a long time, because if we start making love we will not finish until tomorrow some time."

"You have that right Mrs. McDermott. I have a long mental list of things I want to do with you, my dear wife, lovely and delicious things that will put our average up out of sight."

"Oh! Do we have to go back?"

Mica sighed, "Yeah! I guess we need to hurry so we do not embarrass Mom and Dad." They both changed clothes as fast as they could. Mica forced himself to not look in Melissa's direction at all, he knew that if he saw her nude or partially dressed they would not rejoin the party for a long time. 

Mellissa said, "Mica, will you please unzip my gown for me, I can't reach it?" 

He focused on just the zipper and when it hit bottom he jerked his trembling hands away and turned his back. She whispered, "Mica, do you like this corset on me?"

"Oh! I am afraid to look Sweetie, I know I will not be able to resist your beauty if I see it. Ask me again later, please. I am all dressed now, I'll wait outside for you. I love you, but I am afraid to look at you, I want you so much now it hurts."

Mica stood outside the door and waited. His mother walked up, "What are you doing out here? Oh! I'll see if she needs any help." 

About ten minutes later Betty and Melissa walked out and Melissa smiled and took Mica's arm. She giggled and said, "Mom, your son has more will power than I have. If I had my way you wouldn't have seen us until morning."

"Mica, what is that square lump in your crotch?"

"Ah! I had a problem with, unh, dampness there so I folded up my handkerchief and put it there, I guess I don't need it now." He turned around for a moment then turned to face them. Both women smiled, his mother said, "Poor boy, just hang on son, she will be ready when the time comes."

They walked back and joined the guests. Mica took his first good look at his new wife since she had changed, she wore a little white suit with white stockings and heels. He felt his cock growing again and went to get some drinks for them. He caught the eye of Juan and asked if he could fix them two lemonades. He carried the drinks back and Melissa was gone. He looked around and saw her dancing with Mike. He saw a pretty young woman who seemed to be watching Melissa and Mike. He moved to her side, "Hi, are you Mike's little sister?"

The girl smiled brightly, "Thank you Captain McDermott. No, I am his wife, Peggy."

"In that case may I have the honor of this dance with you Ma'am."

"Yes, kind sir, you may."

They moved out on the dance floor and he could tell she was an excellent dancer. The music stopped and the band began a much faster jitterbug tune. Mica grinned at her, "Peggy do you like this number?"

"I'd love to dance to this, let's go." He twirled her and then pulled her back, he pushed her out and they faced each other and danced the same steps. He grabbed her hands and said "between my legs" as she faced him, he pulled her back again and she smiled as she slipped down on her heels with her legs straight and she slid between his spread legs. He crossed his hands when he pulled her back between his legs and he lifted her and spun her as she came upright. She twirled back into his arms and he held her for a beat and then twirled her away again. When the twirl stopped and she faced him he took her hands, pulled her in, pushed her back out and flipped her around over his hip, then back and over the other hip and back. They faced each other and smiled as they matched steps. They did a few more twirls and as the song ended, he pulled her into a very low dip.

The applause was deafening when they finished the dip, both of them laughing. Mica saw Melissa and Mike clapping too and led Peggy over to them. 

"Hi, guys. Whew! That was fun, but I am out of shape for that kind of dancing. Thank you for the dance Peggy, I enjoyed it, but I am dying to have my first dance with my wife. Come on Sweetheart. I want to have this nice slow number with you."

Melissa flowed into his arms and they danced off. She held him very close and whispered in his ear."She is a good dancer, isn't she?"

"Yes, very good, I really wanted to dance with my wife, but she wasn't available."

"Mica, I am so sorry, I couldn't refuse him after he was so nice getting us ready for our trip to Atsugi."

"I understand, I got jealous, you looked so beautiful dancing with him. I couldn't just stand and watch so I saw Peggy watching with great interest while you and Mike danced. I figured she was Mike's wife and asked her to dance. I could tell right away she was a very good dancer."

"Is she better than I am?"

"I do not know, Honey, do you jitterbug? We didn't have any fast music at the club the other night. Shall I request another fast number?"

"No! I don't want you comparing me with her on our wedding night."

Mica stopped dancing and pulled Melissa gently over to where he left their drinks, "Listen girl, I don't care if you can't dance a single step. I know you have a good sense of rhythm from dancing with you the other night, I have the rest of my life to teach you how to jitterbug. I want you to know that even if you don't want to learn I will love you with all my heart. After all, we have no choice, we can't fight fate."

"'Lissa reached up and pulled his face to hers for a long kiss. Then she held him tightly to her body and looked in his eyes. "Micaiah McDermott, I can't wait to get you in bed tonight, I have felt guilty making love to you in your parents house, not any more, tonight I will do anything you want to do. I just want to please you."

"Damn! I am sure sleepy all of a sudden, do you think six is too early to go to bed?"

"No, but for the sake of appearances maybe we better wait until six thirty or seven." They both laughed. 

It was nine o'clock before the last guests left and Mica's mother said, "Do you guys want to have a light informal dinner with us or we can have a dinner for two served in your room later?" 

Mica looked at his mother. "Mom, I leave social decisions up to my bride." He smiled at Melissa, "What do you want to do?"

Melissa put a dainty forefinger on her lower lip and looked at Mica, "Let me think, do I want to make mad passionate love to you right now or have dinner first? Sorry Mica, I think we should eat with your Mom and Dad first."

"What?"

"Honey, we are going to be leaving here in a day or so and it may be a long time before we see them again. There are a hundred reasons our marriage would have never happened today if it wasn't for them. We will have each other for the rest of our lives."

Mica grinned at his parents, "Do you see why I love her so damned much."

Mica's mother rushed to Melissa, hugged her and wept. She sobbed, "We love her too." 

The Admiral smiled and said, "Mom, did I just hear Mica say, 'How high?'."

Mica laughed, he bowed and said, "When Honorable and Ancient Father speaks, Lowly, Humble, and Ignorant Son listens and learns."

They talked about the newlyweds' plans for the immediate future and Mica's parent offered a few suggestions. Melissa was not aware that Micaiah had inherited a huge sum of money from Betty's Grandfather. The great grandfather had adored Mica. Mica had received the bulk of the old man's estate. A large part was being held in trust until he reached the age of forty. There were other funds that he could use at any time. In addition, another fund was fed by investments that were to be used at Mica's discretion for the benefit of other of his great grandfather's direct descendants who Mica deemed to be deserving. Up to then he had funded the college educations for three of the great grandchildren. He had also paid the medical expenses of one of the grandchildren who had been very ill. Other than the house and some property in North Carolina, Mica had only invested his money. He has not spent any on himself.

Mica told Melissa and his parents that he had invested a large amount in several supermarket chains and in Dumont Television and RCA Television. His father asked him if he thought the television was going to be a common household item. 

Mica smiled, "Yeah Dad, I think every home will have one soon, I have two in the house in Cherry Point. It is going to be huge in the near future."

His father grinned, "Your mom and I bought Dumont Television ten years ago and the stock has quadrupled since then. We have taken the profits in more company stock."

"Do you have any more good tips?" Melissa asked

"Well, Lucky Stores has done well for us too."

Mica said, "I have one for you, Kiekhaefer Corporation."

Charles looked at his son, "Mercury Outboards?"

"Right Dad, I bought one a couple of years ago, their twenty-five horse power motor actually puts out forty horses. I love it. I also have one of their surplus Army chain saws. It works better than the newer ones on the market now. Even though they no longer make them, they are the best I have found for cutting large trees. The Japs love them too. They make an exact copy of them. I saw hundreds of them in use in northern Hokkaido. 

"They burn a lot of wood for heating up there. They use a system where they have a small building full of dirt or sand that has a small chamber in the center for the fire and there are water pipes embedded in the sand. The water is circulated through the hot sand by a 'Momma-san' powered hand pump. It heats the whole house and provides hot water for other purposes.

"A small fire once a day keeps the house toasty for twenty four hours once the sand gets hot. I have thought about trying that in North Carolina. There is a five-acre wood lot there. I have radiators and an oil-burning boiler now. I have plenty of firewood. " He turned to Melissa, "Will you work the pump for me?"

She laughed, "I think that you could replace me with a electric pump for that chore. I doubt you will want to take it to bed though." 

Mica smiled lovingly, "You are right about that, Honey."

Melissa looked at her husband, she smiled softly at him, "Honey, I am getting tired, I would like to go to bed soon, it has been the most wonderful and exciting day of my life, but I am giving out."

Mica looked at his father then at his wife, "How high Dear?"

She giggled, she quickly kissed Mica's mother and father and they walked slowly and sedately out of the room. The older couple watched them go. When the newlyweds turned the corner, they heard them run down the hall and slam the door. The older couple grinned at each other and hurried to their own bedroom. 

Mica sat on the side of the bed and watched Melissa remove her dress. He loved the way she moved. She was more open and aware of him than the shy girl she had always been before when undressing in front of him. She didn't turn away from his gaze now, she stood proudly in front of him as she stepped out of the dress. Smiling at his fascination, she took the dress to the closet and carefully hung it on a hanger. She moved back in front of him, reached behind her back and unsnapped the band of her bra. She held the cups in place as she slipped the straps off her shoulders and pulled one cup of the bra down a bit, revealing the pink nipple of her lovely breast. She smiled and lowered the other cup.

Mack reached for her and she spun away out of his reach. He loved the way her silk panties drew tight across her little firm butt and the wrinkle flipped from side to side when she took a step. She laughed, "I am going to be ready before you are, unless you want me to undress you."

"God yes, I want that, but not tonight." He stood and kicked off his shoes, slipped out of his suit coat and dropped his pants. He threw them on a chair. 

He started to pull down his undershorts when she said, "Hold it right there Mica. I am your wife now and I am responsible for keeping you looking neat and clean. You will have to help me. Now hang your suit properly in the closet so it will look nice when you need it again. I promise you will not miss a thing while you do it."

"Yes Ma'am!"

"Oh! Mica please don't be angry with me. I just want to get our relationship off on the right foot. How you look from now on reflects directly on me. I love you and want to be the best wife I can be."

"I am not in the least bit angry; I am actually in an advanced stage of acute lust." He grinned and pointed to the front of his shorts. They were stretched tightly by his erection. He hurried to hang up his suit. He turned and stepped out of the closet. 

He was met by a nude female body pressing against his. Small hands pulled his head down for a long, long, kiss. He felt her hands slide down his sides to the waistband of his boxers; her thumbs caught the cloth and pulled them to his knees. She turned, ran and jumped on the bed and rolled on her back. She smiled and held her arms out to him while spreading her legs wide. She still wore her garter belt and stockings; he thought he had never seen a sexier looking woman, and she was HIS woman.

He forced himself to walk slowly to the bed. He looked down on her, then bent over and pressed his lips gently to hers. He gently pressed his tongue between her lips and played with her tongue. She moaned and pulled his head tighter, thrusting up to get closer to him. He pulled back a little and kissed his way over her chest and around the slope of her breast. His hand gently caressed the other breast while he sucked the turgid dark pink nipple into his mouth. His tongue licked around the areola then flipped the engorged nipple back and forth. Her small hands gripped his head firmly and guided his mouth to the other pink nipple. Both nipples were now much longer, thicker, and firmer and stood up like a pair of thick pencil erasers, he loved them.




It Has to be Fate Pt. 02



Mica's right hand had slipped down across her flat belly and found her soft pubic hair. A small hand moved over his hand. He thought she would stop him from moving any further. He was wrong. Her hand pushed his hand down over her wet pussy. She pressed his hand hard between her legs. She moaned softly when he gently slipped a finger in between her delicate wet pussy lips.

Mica pushed her legs apart and slid his hands up along the texture of her nylon stocking until he reached the silky smooth skin of her inner thighs. He caressed that area for a long time then moved up until he felt her pussy. He gently spread the pedals of her pussy apart with his thumbs. His tongue traced the length of her slit from the bottom up until he came to the lump of the little hood of skin covering her clitoris. His fingertips pushed the covering hood back and Mica nipped the clit gently with his soft lips. Melissa yelped, "Yeah! Oh! Yeah! Yes! Ungh! Yes, yes, yes, oh Mica, I'mm cummmmmiinnnng soooo gooood!" Her body was vibrating and her legs gave tiny jerks. Mica pulled back to take a breath and felt his head yanked back in place. Her juices were running more than he had ever felt before. 

Mica was reacting powerfully to the scent and flavor of 'Lissa's pussy. He lifted and shoved himself forward between her widespread thighs, his cock first hitting beside her vaginal opening, then below it. A tiny hand slipped between their bodies and guided his raging prick to her eager cunt. She was wet enough that his cock slipped right in to the hilt. Her little fingers were trying to pull more of him inside her but his balls, drawn up tight along the shaft, were against her pussy lips.

He began long slow strokes reveling in the sensations emanating from his cock and flooding through his body. His strokes ended with a strong pressure against her pussy when he wiggled his ass from side to side as he pressed hard against her.

A new set of delightful feelings coursed throughout her being. Her arms held him tightly to her. A super strong orgasm shook her. The sensations and emotions generated by the long thick cock that filled her so perfectly were overwhelming. She shuddered and her whole body relaxed and her hands gently caressed his strong back, his arms were now under her legs, holding her in place, while he rutted into her by rotating his hips. Her fingers felt the strong muscles of his back move under the warm skin. Another wave of sensations crashed through her consciousness as another strong orgasm rocked her. With a magical detachment, she felt his muscles tighten as the thrusts stopped and he pushed hard against her. She sensed that his orgasm was there. Then she felt his semen, his hot seed, spurt inside her belly. She visualized five or six globs of his sperm coating the end of her cervix and the hundreds of tadpole like sperm seeking the entrance to her womb to fertilize her eggs. She wanted his baby growing in her belly. She sadly knew in her subconscious mind that the rubber membrane of her diaphragm would keep the little wigglers from accomplishing their mission.

Mica lay still on her. She felt his muscles bunch as his weight lifted off of her. She grabbed him hard and held him tightly to her. "NO, please stay like this, I love to feel your weight on me. Don't leave me." 

Mica said, "Sweetie I know you won't last too long this way. Let me get on my back and you can lay on me all night long." They switched places and Melissa purred, "Oh Mica, Honey, your loving was so wonderful. I think I am going to have to have it a least once every night. I think I am rapidly becoming addicted to your loving." She giggled, "You have the most wonderful a-dick-her I have ever dreamed about."

He caressed her back and pulled the covers up over them. She moved off him and cuddled against his side, her head on his shoulder, his strong arm around her. He turned his head and softly kissed her forehead, "How many have you felt?"

She looked up at him. "Are you jealous?"

"I don't know, I guess I am. I know I have never felt so possessive about anyone before."

"Mica, I belong to you, you do possess me, body and soul. I lost my virginity when I was twelve years old. He was the same age, neither of us knew exactly what we were doing. He stuck his thing in me and I screamed when he broke my hymen. I scared him to death and he jumped up and ran like a scared rabbit. He never touched me again and I guess I am lucky I didn't get pregnant. So now you know about all of my sexual experiences. Tell me about all of yours. I guess we don't have time tonight though, we has better schedule at least a week for that. Giggle!"

"Maybe an hour would be more than adequate. Are you jealous?"

"You are damned right I am. I cry if I think of you with someone else, I worry if she was a better lover, prettier, smarter, sexier, better dancer, or anything. Yeah, I am very jealous."

"To put your mind at ease, the answer is NO. She was not."

"Who was not what?"

"None of them were more anything than you are."

"Oh! Have I told you lately that I love you?" She said as she ran her hand down across his flat, corded tummy. She touched his pubic hair and ran her fingers through it. Her questing fingers found what they were seeking and lovingly grasped his flaccid cock. She giggled as it rapidly grew to fill her hand.

She said, "I have heard girls talk about giving guys a blow job. I have never understood why they would want to do that. Now I know, will you teach me how to please you?"

"Honey, you don't have to do that to please me."

"Yes I do. I want to do it. You taught me tonight that oral sex is heavenly, I could tell you really enjoyed doing it too. Teach me so I can enjoy doing you too."

"Well, when you put it that way, how can I refuse you. You are correct, I love doing that to you. I love to feel your reaction to what I do. I am no expert and I need you to teach me too." 

"Ooooo! That sounds like fun! How do I start?" 

"Well, let's explore the whole thing, sex that is. I read somewhere that sex is all just a matter of applying friction correctly. If you think about it, it is true. If I gently run my fingers over your tummy, it feels good to you. If I press a little more firmly it still feels good but in a different way. That is an example of friction applied in different ways. If I apply that same friction to this little pink nipple it feels good too, and I think that is still another way. If I apply the friction with my tongue, like this, mmmm, it feels even better, right?"

"Yes, you are right, it is just friction applied correctly. You just have to learn how the different frictions please your partner."

"You got it babe! So now all you have to do is kiss it, suck it, caress it, lick it, stroke it and above all keep it slippery with your saliva. Differences in speed, pressure, and slipperiness are all important aspects of friction correctly applied to a cock. Incidentally, the preferred terminology is 'cock', rather than dick, prick, dong, thingie, or anything else, penis is acceptable in a formal setting, like in talking to a doctor, but they will understand 'cock."

"OK teacher, let me get hold of your beautiful 'cock' and apply some slippery friction. We will see what happens."

"Wait, there is one more thing to consider, the conclusion of a blow job is when the subject cock ejaculates. You must decide beforehand what you want to do. There are several options. First, you can let the cock cum in your mouth, or take your mouth off and finish it off by stroking it with plenty of saliva. Then you must decide where you want the cum to go, on you, or on him, or in a paper towel, etc. If you want it to cum in your mouth, you must choose to swallow, or hold it in your mouth, then you can choose to spit it out and where. Many think the ultimate is to share it with your lover by kissing him and pushing half or all of it in his mouth. 

"A variation of that is called the sponge ball. You pass the semen back and forth through your teeth, then pass it to your lover, he does the same and passes it back. Each time it is rapidly passed back and forth through the teeth, air is worked into the cum enlarging the ball of cum. When it gets too large to fit in your mouth you bite it in half and pass half to your lover again, you each swallow. I have never actually done that, but I think it would be an extremely erotic thing to do, an expression of mutual sharing of the results of making love for the sake of loving your lover and not for procreation."

"Wow! You have thought about sex a lot haven't you."

"Hey, it's what guys do! Especially pilots, someone described Naval Aviation as hours and hours of boredom interspersed with moments of sheer terror. During the hours of boredom I like to think about sex."

"Do you talk about it with other guys?"

"Joking around, yes. Seriously discussing what you want to do or what you have done, never! I just wouldn't be comfortable doing that." 

"I think we girls talk more frankly about sex than men do. Some of girls share every detail of what they do. I have never been able to do that. In high school and college I attended lots of hen parties and sleepovers. I just listened. No one asked me because I just wouldn't talk about it. Actually, I had nothing exciting to talk about. Until a couple of days ago I thought that I was just not very sexy, maybe even frigid. I was mildly interested, but I had never met a man I wanted to have serious sex with, I did enjoy a kiss or two and sometimes cuddling a while, I thought about going further. I never did though. You shot that all to hell. 

"I wanted you from the time I saw you helping the nurses and orderlies putting that poor Marine in the airplane. You were so cute and serious about seeing that everything was properly done. I was almost in a daze when you paid attention to me in the plane. Boy! Did I ever want to get to know you! I had never felt such a deep attraction to a man on so many different levels. 

"You did not brag on yourself or try to impress me with your status as a pilot or your rank. You were interested in me. You explained everything you were doing, not in a "Look at ME" way, but in a "See how this works" way. I loved it. I never even found out you are rich until after we were married. I learned lots more about you from your mother than I did from you."

"You have to remember that mom is very proud of me and I can do nothing wrong in her eyes. A mother's love is very strong."

"OK, did you graduate second in your class in the Naval Academy?"

"Yes."

"Were you an intercollegiate champion in four sports?"

"Yes."

"Do you have a Masters Degree in Electrical Engineering you earned from the University of North Carolina in your spare time?"

"Yes."

"Did you earn appointments to the Naval Academy, West Point, and the Coast Guard Academy in competitive examinations, plus have scholarships offered by over twenty colleges?" 

"Yeah."

"Are you the sweetest little boy in the whole world?"

"Of course."

"See! Motherly love had nothing to do with what she told me. She told me that you always spent more time at the Academy tutoring guys having academic trouble than you did studying yourself."

"Well I have always tested well, I never had any problems with any of our classes so I tried to help the guys who were having trouble. Most of the people I helped became fine officers when they graduated. They just mostly didn't have the right academic background through no fault of their own. They came from schools that didn't teach the right things. Some of them were decorated veterans who had little formal schooling and were sent to a military prep school where they memorized how to pass the entrance exam and not how to study."

Melissa was grinning from ear to ear, Mica said, "What?"

"Mica I love you so damned much and am so proud to be your wife my heart is about to burst. Fate was so right."

"You were not so sure to start with."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, when you first saw me you looked like a lost little girl who's father didn't meet her bus like he was supposed to."

"Hey, I wasn't sure you had room for me, I never thought I would ride up front with you."

"That is when you stole my heart. I spoke to you and you smiled at me. The whole world brightened with your smile, I knew then that I wanted to see that smile every day for the rest of my life."

They turned towards each other and kissed for a long time. Mica whispered in her ear, "Would you like to rest for a while Honey, then play some more later.?"

"Darling, I don't think so. I have something else in mind." She jumped to her knees, then moved down and straddled his thighs. "Now you get to see how well I test after your professorial discourse on the ancient art of giving fellatio."

Mack pulled both pillows behind his head. "Let the test begin, no reference to notes made during the instructional session will be permitted. I will begin scoring your test NOW."

Melissa grasped the semi hard cock and wet her lips before they enclosed the crown of the lovely cock in her dainty hands. She slowly slipped her lips down the warm velvety length of his rampant cock. She slowly lifted her head as she applied suction with her mouth. Her mouth popped off the head of his cock and he could see a thick strand of saliva stretch from her lower lip to the tip of his cock. She smiled at him and winked, then plunged her mouth over the rigid cock in her hands. 

Mica felt his cock hit the back of her throat, she gagged a little then lifted back up with the suction. Her little hands gripped his shaft firmly and followed close behind her lips. The penis popped from her mouth again but this time she spit a gob of thick saliva on each palm and lubricated his shaft. She watched his reactions to each thing she did, he noticed that if he reacted with a moan or sigh she would repeat that technique very soon. She was a very good student and he needed to lightly place his big hands on her head and ask her to rest a moment.

She looked at him and he saw a tear roll out of one eye. "Did I do it wrong, did I hurt you?"

"No Dear girl, you were perfect, you did so well I was about to cum. I want you to do more to me. I love it too much to let you end it by making me cum so soon. It looks as if you are going to get an A+ on your 'Fellatio 101' test. I guess you should test me on 'Beginning Cunnilingus' to see if I do as well as you do."

"You have already passed the basic course and are working on the Advanced Applied Cunnilingus program now. Oh Mica! I never knew sex was so wonderful, that there were so many different ways to pleasure each other. God! I really, really love it with you. Can I finish my test now?"

"Sweetheart, you have been playing with him all the time we have been talking. He's ready for you to finish him off. Just decide how you want to do it and then go ahead and do it."

He watched as she softly pulled his hard cock to her lips. She tenderly kissed the head and then slipped her lips around him. He felt the delightful warm heat of her mouth while her tongue swiped around the crown. Her head bobbed up and down while her eyes remained locked on his eyes. He was so close. She paused and let his cockhead pop out of her mouth. She grinned, "I think he is ready now, are you ready too?"

"Ungh, ah, yes, god yes."

"Good, Hang on lover, here goes my best effort."

Mica lifted his head a little so he could see everything, he saw her softly place her lips around the tip of his cock. She slowly slid her mouth down the length of his shaft. When the tip hit the back of her throat she started slowly back up. At the top this time, she lightly rubbed his cockhead across her slightly parted lips and over both cheeks. She ran her open lips and tongue down the top of his cock and back up. Then she started down toward the bottom of his shaft lubricating the shaft as she went. At the bottom she leaned further forward and slurped in one of his balls, she held it in her mouth. Melissa ran her tongue over it and then smiled up at him, "Mica I love you, that was the ultimate act of trust!" She sucked in the other testicle and glanced up at him. Then she shifted to his large penis and she smiled at him around the cock buried deep in her mouth.

Mica looked down and said," I'm gonna cum any second now. Here it comes!" She pulled back but kept the head of his cock in her mouth. She looked at him and her eyes got big as the first spurt of his cum hit the back of her throat. The next was easier because she was more ready for it. She felt him shoot five or six loads of semen into her mouth. She pulled off him with a loud pop. She crawled up over his body and pressed her lips to his. He felt her lips part and he parted his too. The glob of cum she pushed into his mouth was more than he was expecting. He closed his lips and squished the ball of cum back and forth through his front teeth for almost a minute before passing it back to Melissa. She worked on the cum for several minutes, then again pressed her lips to his, her mouth opened wide and he opened his lips to match. He felt the large ball enter half way into his mouth, then her mouth closed. His mouth was almost full. He watched as she swallowed and he did the same thing. They grinned and hugged each other. They wriggled down and cuddled. He pulled the covers up over them. 

Neither of them spoke for a while. Then Mica said, "Honey that was so intense. I felt so close to you when we shared that cum."

"I know, Dear, what more intimate thing can a man share with his woman than his seed, his very essence. I never want to waste any, I'll swallow it or rub it all over me, but I will never waste it. Hold me tight, Mica, I love you so much." They soon fell asleep.

At brunch with his Mom and Dad the next day Mica looked at his bride, "Girl, we need to make some plans. Where are we going to live in Atsugi? We can't stay at the WOQ or the BOQ. (Woman Officer's Quarters or the Bachelor Officer's Quarters.)"

Melissa said, "I know one thing, we will be living together or we will just stay right here. Seriously, I guess we will have to rent a place off base for a few weeks. The Navy may be able to help us find some place. I know that some of the Nurses there live together off base. The Navy found an apartment for them."

Admiral McDermott said, "I talked to Ted yesterday, he said that he had requested the use of an apartment for the two of you from the Navy in the Transient Married Officers Quarters for as long as you need it. It is not far from your present BOQ and WOQ. They said only one of you would lose their Quarters Allowance. The only thing available is a one bedroom efficiency."

Melissa smiled at Mica, "Our own little love nest, will you carry me over the threshold?"

"I'll sure try my best. Shall we hit the commissary and stock up on food or just eat at the O Club?"

"We can get some stuff for breakfast and lunch and either have dinner off the base or at the Club. Do you have a lot of stuff to be moved?"

"No Honey, everything I own fits in two duffle bags and a Val-Pac."

Melissa giggled, "They let us have a trunk, two duffle bags, a Val-Pac and a suitcase."

"Ladies need more stuff and do not have to be combat ready."

Melissa said, "The weather is getting good now and I guess we need to think about when we have to go. We don't want to take advantage of your Mom and Dad after everything they have done for us."

Mica's mother said, "We don't want you to go but it will simplify things if you can load all your gifts in that big plane and fly it all to Japan. If you have to ship it, it gets very complicated with certificates of origin and other documentation. If you ship it to your next duty station from Atsugi you will avoid customs and all that bother."

"Melissa grinned, "Oh Mom! We got so many wonderful presents, I do not know how we could put a value on them and be able to pay the duty. That Chinese Dinnerware set has to be worth a fortune." 




It Has to be Fate Pt. 02



Mrs. McDermott replied, "Yes Dear, those are very old. It is Rose Medallion pattern china, place settings for twelve plus the serving dishes. I have some of it in storage in the states, I had to replace a plate several years ago and it cost over a hundred dollars for one plate. We bought our set thirty some years ago and thought it was high at five dollars American per plate then. The silver tea set is valuable too. Those dresses and that suit are the latest Paris fashions, you know. And the Mandarin jacket in the red and gold brocade can really dress up almost any solid color dress or pants. It will never go out of style." 

Melissa grinned, "I know! When you made me try it with the black silk trousers and the little scoop necked black shell it was amazing. With the jacket unbuttoned it was really sexy and with it buttoned it was so very elegant." 

Mack smiled, "Sweetie, you make anything look elegant."

"Mica is right." said Betty McDermott. "You have that regal bearing that really shows off formal wear." 

Melissa laughed, "That's not regal, that is how Lady Marines are taught to hold themselves on parade."

A week later Mack and his wife were in the Marine Air Control Squadron control room in Atsugi, Japan. Mica was showing Melissa the radar scopes and the status boards for various aircraft under their control. Melissa was fascinated by the young Marines standing behind the clear boards; they were writing in various colored markers, to update or add information. They were wearing headsets and writing backwards from behind so it was readable from the front. A large map of Japan showed the tracks of various flights.

Mica explained what was going on, he pointed out a new track that that appeared on the western edge of the map. It was marked in red as an unidentified flight.

Mica took her to one of the radars and showed her the faint return from the unidentified plane. "That is probably a Russian Tu-16 Badger or a Tu-95 Bear Reconnaissance aircraft." 

Mack turned to the controller at the radar, "How fast is the Jet Stream today?"

The lieutenant looked up. "It is running at about 230 Knots today. This guy's ground speed is around 720 knots. We have one flight that can catch him. The flight is a pair of H&MS-10 FJ-3s. This is their track. They are climbing on a vector to intercept the Bogie."

Melissa said, "Our planes seem to be moving very slow compared to the Russian aircraft."

"Ma'am our fighters were already at altitude when the unidentified track appeared. They are now well above the possible enemy now. Our guys are flying into the 230 knot wind while the bogies are flying with the wind. When I turn them in behind the bogie they will be faster, the trick is to catch them before they are back over international waters where we can't touch him." said the controller.

They heard the flight of FJ-3s report , "Tally Ho! MACS one zero, Tango Mike 3 has one 'Bear' in sight, over." 

The controller replied, "Rodger Tango Mike 3. Authenticate hotel oscar tango 21 dash 57. Over."

"Roger MACS 10, Tango Mike 3 authenticating, zebra, juliette, 4936. Over."

Mica whispered in 'Lissa's ear that the controller was having the lead pilot verify his identification.

"Tango Mike 3,Rodger, you are cleared to engage at your discretion. Call 'lock-on' with Sidewinders, Over."

"Rog MACS 10, here we go." They watched as the track of the two fighters curved in behind the 'Bear', rapidly overtaking it now. "Tango Mike 3 has a solid tone, request permission to launch."

Mica yelled, "NO", the 'Bear' is over International Waters now!"

The controller yelled, "Tango Mike 3, He is over International Waters now. You are cleared to take pictures only. Over."

"Shit!"

"Say again Tango Mike 3."

"Rodger, MACS 10, Tango Mike 3, Sidewinders on 'Safe', All weapons 'Safe', Gun camera 'ON'. Tell him to smile." They watched the blip representing the fighter close in behind the 'Bear'. 

"Hey! Tango Mike 3 is being fired on, disengaging now! Unnngh!"

"Tango Mike 3, What is your condition? MACS 10, over."

"MACS 10, Tango Mike 3 is OK. The tail gun fired on us. I saw the tracers go under me, close, very close, I think I heard a hit but all my gauges read OK. I didn't feel anything."

Melissa grabbed Mack's arm, "My God! Did they really shoot at him?"

"They sure did, nobody told them he was just taking pictures."

She looked up at him, her eyes wide, "Do you do that?"

"Yeah! Sometimes, all our planes carry a full war load here. If I am up getting my flight time in and I am in the right place they will send me after one. You see, with the jet stream behind them, they fly over Japan so fast there isn't time to climb up to intercept them before they are over International Waters again.

"They are just taking photos and recording our electronic emissions, we do the same thing to them all the time. Have you seen the jets with the real long wings?"

"The U-2s?"

"Yes, that is what they do every day."

"I don't want you doing that. I am so scared I will lose you now that I found you." Her eyes searched his face. "Please be careful, for me." Tears ran down her cheeks. "I can't live without you."

"I promise I will try and be careful, but you know as well as I do that Marines do get shot at now and then. It's part of the job."

"I want to go home now."

"Ok, I'll take you home right now."

"NO, I mean home to the States, home to wherever we want to live."

"That will take a little longer. You know we are going to travel home to the States in ten more days, we can't speed that up. We are very lucky we will be able to travel together."

"I know, Dear, I just got scared for you. I'll be OK soon."

Later that night he was awakened by a shaking of the bed. He looked at her, she had her face buried in the pillow. Her shoulders were shaking. He heard her muffled sobs. He gently pulled the pillow from her face. She looked up at him and sniffed, "I'm sorry, I tried not to wake you up."

"Hey girl, if it is bad enough to make you cry, it is bad enough to wake me up to talk about it. I am part of you now, when you hurt, I hurt. Is it about this afternoon?"

"YYess! I was dreaming about it and I got scared again. I know I am being silly, it is just that I have never loved anyone this much before. I'm a Marine too! I am pretty tough for a woman, except where you are involved. I just can't help it."

"Hey, I love you partly because you are a sweet gentle loving woman. I know and rely on the fact that if you need to be tough, you will be as tough as you need to be. That doesn't mean you can't be your sweet gentle caring self in our bed at night."

"Mica, just hold me tight and kiss me. I'll be alright, I promise." 

A a little over a week later, they found themselves trying to cuddle together and stay warm in the chilly cabin of a chartered Lockheed Super Constellation, four-engine propeller driven airliner. They had departed from Tokyo early Friday morning with a full load of military and dependents. They stopped to refuel at Midway Island after almost twelve hours in the air. 

The plane was comfortable but the crew seemed to like it cooler than was necessary. Not that Melissa and Mica objected to an opportunity to spend the day together snuggled under a blanket. They made the trip in uniform and the stewardess told them they were the first Marine couple that they had ever had aboard. They laughed and said that they were the first Marine officers married to each other that they knew about, although they had heard of others. 

The leg from Midway to Honolulu was only about five and a half hours. They arrived the next morning shortly after two o'clock. They were bused to a hotel for the night. They departed the next morning about 10:30 and they talked the crew into warming the cabin a little more. The leg to San Francisco, was thought to be another eleven and a half hour leg, but when they caught a good tail wind they made it in eight and a half hours. Early the next morning they departed San Francisco for Washington D.C. aboard a Trans World Airlines Super 'G' Connie. This was a newer aircraft and was more comfortable. They arrived early due to another tail wind. They hired a taxi to a Hotel in the city. After calling Melissa's family, they ordered a meal from room service. They went to bed and slept like logs all night.

The next morning, Saturday, they rented a new Chevy convertible and departed for Clifton Forge, Virginia. It was a five and a half hour drive, but they stopped and walked on the Civil War battlefield at Manassas and then stopped for Lunch in Waynesboro. They pulled in the driveway at Melissa's home at 4:30. There were almost a dozen cars parked in front of the house. 

Mica just stood back and smiled as the crowd of people hugged and kissed Melissa. She turned and waved him over. He met the family. A lovely woman hugged and kissed him on the lips. She was crying, "I never thought I would ever get to hug a husband of Melissa's. She wiped her eyes. "Golly! She found a good looking one too! But you would have to be handsome with the parents you have. I love your Momma. She was born two houses down the street." She introduced the family, one separate family at a time, a brother or sister and the wife or husband and each of their children.

Mica smiled at the husky and fit older man who approached with his hand extended and a large smile on his rugged face. "Micaiah, I am Melissa's father, Jack. Welcome to the family, son. I hate to see her go, but at least she married a hunter and a fisherman. She was always my favorite and the other kids know that too! Really, she was everyone's favorite."

Melissa ran to Mica and hugged his arm. "Daddy, I love this man more than I thought it was possible. He even likes the Washington Redskins!" All her family gathered around and were listening to them talk.

Jack looked at him, "Are you really a Redskins fan?"

"Yes Sir, I have been based in Cherry Point, North Carolina so often I follow them pretty closely. Of course the fact that they are the only team we get on television and the only southern team in the league helps a lot."

"Yeah, we get them out of Charlottesville and Roanoke. That's about the only thing on TV that I watch. Do you like trout fishing? I remember you as a little kid and you cried because your dad and I wouldn't carry you along when we went."

"Mr. Murphy, I like any kind of fishing. Dad being in the Navy he usually took me saltwater fishing. The fly rod is my favorite way to fish though."

"Do you have trouble finding heavy enough rods for saltwater fish?"

"No, Sir, 9 and 12 weight Salmon rods work just fine, the reels are the problem. Most of them do not hold enough line or have any kind of decent drag on them. There are some being made for an English firm that work OK, but they are very heavy and will wear you out pretty quickly." 

"Well, the trout fishing is pretty good right now, so I would like to get you and Mel out to my favorite stream before you go. She and Tony and I used to fish together all the time." 

"That'll great, we'll be here for three or four days then we will go to Cherry Point and get settled in an apartment next to my house. The house is rented for another four months. It's a two bedroom apartment with two baths, with living room, dining room , and kitchen. We should be fine there for a while. I think I will want to redo the interior of the big house before we move in anyway. I'll let my bride choose how she wants it decorated."

"One of Melissa's brothers, John, asked, "Mica, how big a place do you have there?" 

"It is five acres on the piece the house is on and forty on the adjoining piece."

"Melissa said, "I didn't know you owned another piece next door."

"Honey, WE own it, and I thought I told you about it. It will not be like it is now for very long."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, they are ready to lengthen the runways at the Marine Corps Air Station and I have a contract to sell the dirt from that property to the contractor who is doing the job. I get the money for the timber they have to cut off the property too."

"How much fill do they need?" 

"Well, it figures out that I will end up with two lakes of about 12 acres each, and about ten feet deep. In cubic yards it is right at 4 to 500,000 cubic yards."

Jack Murphy stared at him, "That's worth almost 2 million dollars." 

"No, not quite, but I did get a good price because the next nearest place they could get the fill was ten miles further away."

Helen, one Melisa's sisters said, "How long have you owned the property?"

"Two years. I thought about buying it when I bought the house. Then one day I overheard some engineers talking about the problem they were going to have finding fill for the runways and knowing the piece next to me was for sale, I bought it. When I checked I found out it had a small fill pit on it already and was zoned for earth mining. Six months later they requested bids on the fill. I submitted a bid and included some paved roads and other things I wanted done so it wouldn't be just a big hole in the ground. A spring fed creek is in one corner and runs through the property so a dam will fill both lakes, plenty of forest will be retained or added. I think it will look nice. It should double the value of the property after it is finished."

Mike, another brother wanted to know if Mica was going to sell the place. Mica said he didn't know for sure but he had been approached by a man wanting to buy the land for a catfish farm.

Melissa's Father said, "Oh man, I would love to do something like that. That would be a dream for me."

"Do you know anything about fish farming?"

Maryalice said, "He sure does, that is what he does for a living. He is a fish biologist for the state, he supervises the trout fish hatcheries in western Virginia. He has been talking about starting a fish farm for years."

Mica grinned at him, "Mr. Murphy, Sir, please work up a proposal and we can talk about it. I am looking for something to do after I get out of the Marines. I can change the layout of the ponds or lakes as long as the contractor gets his fill and it doesn't cost them too much to do it."

"Son, please call me Jack or Pop or Dad, forget the Mr. Murphy and the 'Sir' stuff. I think that six or eight ponds would work better. We would need a couple of small breeding tanks, then a series of ponds that the fish would be raised in. The best way would be to leave a batch of fingerlings in one pond until harvest. That way you can just drag net the whole pond at one time. We need to find out what size is most marketable in what areas. With a number of ponds we can raise fish to several sizes. After the harvest a new crop is started, with 8 ponds we could harvest every 45 days after the first no harvest year. Ideally, we should have our own food plant and a packaging room with flash freezing capabilities. Then we can hold fish without losses and sell under our own label or under store labels." 

"Dad, what do you mean by a food plant?"

"Well son, we can buy feed corn and ground fish much cheaper than a prepared catfish food. The scrap from the fish cleaning would be processed too. There other things that would go into it but that is 98 percent of it."

David, the third son said, "Hey, I fish salt water down there quite a bit. There is at least one fish processing plant near there. They process mostly menhaden and shark, it is ground and dried and a lot of it is sold to fertilizer plants. That and all the scrap and bones from the hog processing plants in North Carolina should be good sources of food but you would have to dry it and grind it."

Mica said, "Hey, I forgot about that, I met the guy who operates one of those fish processing plants, I wonder if he is still there."

Melissa said, "I saw a place in the Philippines where they were raising fish in a stream, I asked our guide and he said they had the fish in big circles of netting closed at the bottom and held up by big glass balls covered in netting. They fed the fish every day. There were about twenty of those things along one side of the stream. He said they used a truck with a boom on it and harvested several thousand of pounds of fish at one time."

Her Dad asked where they got the baby fish to raise. She didn't know. Her father looked very thoughtful, and then he said, "That has a lot of possibilities, we need to think about this and I'll do some research on it."

Everyone gathered in the living room to watch the 8mm movies of the wedding. Melissa and Mica had to narrate the show to explain what was going on. After the pictures of the wedding and the reception there was about five minutes of film Melissa took of all their wedding gifts in the McDermott den. Then there were shots Melissa made of Micaiah flying the Skyraider on the flight from Taiwan to Japan. There were excellent shots of Melissa in her flight gear and climbing up in the huge plane. 

Mica took some nice shots of her looking very professional in her Marine uniform at a Ceremony for the awarding of Medals for actions from several years before, during the Korean War. She was the announcer and Mistress of Ceremonies. General Gossett pinned on the medals. First Lieutenant Melissa McDermott read the citations. When the show was over Mica explained that they had several other rolls of film that they had not yet had time to have developed.

They had to show the film again and stopped it several times to explain who some of the people were or what was going on. Mica noticed that every person in the family shed a tear or two somewhere during the show. Melissa's mother had them rerun the part showing Mica's Mother and father several times. She remarked at how beautiful Betty McDermott was at the wedding. Mica said, "You have to remember that Mom and Dad represent the United States at these functions and she has to work really hard to look her best. I think she is beautiful too, but not any more beautiful than you are Mrs. Murphy."

Mrs. Murphy looked at Melissa, "Golly, Betty has him really well trained doesn't she."

"No Momma, both of you are beautiful."

"Thank you Dear. Talking about beautiful, you looked like a movie star in that beautiful wedding gown. You were stunning, watch the movie of the wedding and you will see that Mica never once takes his eyes off of you."

All of Mellissa's family clamored in their agreement about her beauty. Her brother Mike said, "She was so beautiful I couldn't take my eyes off of her either, even if the little witch is my sister, you scrub up damned good Sis."

Melissa had a tear in her eye as she said, "Thank you Mike." She giggled, "I have to be careful with Mike and Mica around, I had better use Micaiah and Mike while I am here."

Melissa's sister Susan said, "I think Micaiah and Melissa looked like they were part of a Hollywood musical extravaganza when they walked through that arch of swords. That was just so romantic. What did he whisper to you just before you started down the stairs?"

Melissa laughed, "My darling and romantic new husband said, 'On my command, forward march, Won, Hup, Tree.' I will never forget that. He will always be a Marine."

Mica laughed, "I forgot, no one could see your feet in that long dress. You were so beautiful I couldn't believe you married me, I kept expecting someone to call the whole thing off because you were too good for me." He looked down at her, she pulled him down and kissed his lips. "I know." she said with a tender smile and giggle. 

Later he smiled at her and asked, "So who is Tony?"

"Oh, Tony Magnasson, he is a guy I used to date, we went together for years, High School and College."

"What happened?"

"He was a star football player and he was offered a full scholarship if he transferred to Mississippi State. He did. We wrote for a while, then I think he found someone else."




It Has to be Fate Pt. 03



This is a story about a young Marine Corps pilot during the era between the Korean War and the Viet Nam War. Reading the previous parts will lead to a better understanding of the plot and the characters..

Mica watched as his wife, Melissa, entered the bar at the Officer's Club. She paused and scanned the room looking for him. Young officers from all over the room started towards her. Then she saw him and he waved at her. The smile that lit her face was beautiful and a tingle ran through his body clear to his toes. Her smile always affected him that way.

She dismissed her admirers with a flip of her hand, and she hurried to his table. Mica rose to meet her and she stopped about a foot in front of him. She carefully placed her purse on the table, then stepped forward and ran her hands up his chest and around his neck. Her parted lips found his and they kissed for several moments. Her smile seemed even brighter when they parted and he seated her. 

"Have you seen the Markers?" she asked.

"Yes, Dear, here they come now." Melissa looked over her shoulder and saw their friends. She turned and moved to meet them and hugged Dawn and Bill Marker. Mica and Billy shook hands. When they were seated, they all looked at Melissa.

Mica leaned toward Melissa, "Well, we are all waiting. What did the doctor say?"

She grinned delightedly at her husband, "He said YES. WE are pregnant. WE are going to have a baby."

Mica leapt up and yelled, "YES!" He lifted her into his arms and kissed her again. He looked around the bar, there were about fifty or more people in the room. He grinned and yelled, "SHE IS PREGNANT, THIS ROUND OF DRINKS IS ON ME!" People that knew Mica or Melissa crowded around, congratulated them and wished them the best. When the excitement abated they finished their drinks and moved to the main dining room.

Mica had not released the hold he had on her hand since she had told them she was pregnant. She grinned at her friends and leaned toward the middle of the table, she looked all around and said, "Guess what, we got a list of the Reserve personnel in the Air Wing who are being reverted to their original rank or grade. Two bird Colonels, six light Colonels, about twenty Majors and fifty Captains are being reverted because of the Reduction in Forces Act. Billy, you are not on the list of course because you have a regular Commission. But seven of your officers are on it."

Lieutenant Colonel Marker said, "Please don't tell me now. I just hope some of the right ones are getting riffed."

Melissa smiled, "I just have to tell Mica about one LTCOL, who of course is not in the squadron, but who will be a Staff Sergeant tomorrow." She leaned to Mica and whispered in his ear. 'Vernon Butcher.'" Mica jerked back and looked at her.

"Really?"

"Yep!" She smiled and giggled. "He has eighteen years of service so he can either get out now, with no retirement, or revert to SSgt and retire as a LTCOL in two years."

Mica said, "Yeah! A lot of the Captains were offered a Regular Commission and they revert to their grade when they were Commissioned and will then be promoted each day until they are back to Captain. Frank Gothals is one of those, He was a Marine Guard on the Base at Pensacola when WWII started. He had a private pilot's license and they made him a 2nd Lieutenant. By the time he finished Officer's Training at Quantico, was sent to flight training, then served as a flight instructor, the war was over. Then he was recalled for Korea. He is a good man."

Billy said, "There are several guys like that in the squadron."

Mica laughed, "I was talking to a pilot a few weeks ago who has a brother in the Navy who beat the system. When the RIF rules were published, he was a Commander in the Reserves, he wrote a letter to BuPers (Navy Bureau of Personnel.), referenced the RIF Directives, and said, 'I do not wish to revert to my original rank and status, I request to remain in my present grade and status.' Then every time they put out any order that had anything remotely related to the RIF, he wrote a letter referencing all of his letters and all of their letters or orders and sent it off to BuPers. He did that with every letter they sent and he found out about. 

He sent them hundreds of letters, page after page of them were references to every letter he had sent or that they ever wrote. The average officer with twenty years of service has a file about two or three inches thick. His file took up four file drawers or about fifty inches of space. BuPers finally surrendered and recommended him for a Regular commission. He wrote them another letter; it had only one reference, and that was to the letter awarding him his Regular Commission, the body of the letter was succinct, it read:

'Thanks'."

They all laughed. They had a nice dinner and then danced for a while. 

Billy Marker told them that the North American factory had found the problem with the fuel control and the FJ-2s were cleared to fly again after the fixes were finished. After being grounded for a week and a half they were going to be able to get back in the air.

Mica danced with Melissa and told her he was very happy that she was pregnant and that they had to go home and call both sets of future grand-parents. She looked up at him with a little grin. "Please don't be angry with me. I already called our folks, they were very happy and were going to call each other." 

"Hummm! You are a bad girl, I am going to have to turn you over my knee and spank you when we get home." Mica led her back to the table. As they sat down Melissa said, "I'll bet you can't do it."

"You have a bet."

Dawn giggled, "Oh goodie a bet. Who bets what?"

Melissa smiled at her husband, "Mica says he will spank me when we get home because I went ahead and called our parents and told them we are going to have a baby. I bet him that he can't do it."

Dawn laughed, "What is the wager?"

Mica and Melissa looked at each other. Mica said, "If I win she will have to be my slave for a week."

Dawn giggled, "That's no good, she already does anything you want her to do now."

Mica looked at his wife and said, "You are right about that, I'll have to think of something else, I've got it, she has to give me 4 BJs to atone for her indiscretion."

'Lissa blushed and smiled at him sweetly, "That is not a punishment, I love doing that and all you have to do is ask."

Mica looked at his wife, "You win."

"What? We haven't settled anything yet."

"I have thought about it, you are right, there is nothing I am willing to do to you that will cause you pain or distress, I just can't do that on purpose. I can't hurt you."

Her face was expressionless, "I knew that, my love. I knew how upset you get when you think you have done something to hurt me. I was going to cancel the bet anyway because I knew it would hurt you to carry out your threat. You can punish me by just frowning at me. I hate it when you do that." They held hands and looked into each other's eyes. 

Billy Marker poked Dawn with his finger, "Damn, I can't stand this syrupy sweet, lovey dovey, shit anymore; I think I am going to throw up."

Dawn smiled gently at her husband, "Bullshit, Billy, If it is so bad why do you have a tear in your eyes too? Can you paddle me or one of the kids?" 

"I have never had to do that."

"Right tough guy, all you have to do is to say you are disappointed in one of the kids and it tears them up, they will cry for hours over that."

Mica said, "Well that proves it, Marines are cruel, tough, hard men and are not to be trifled with."

Dawn giggled again and leaned over and put her hand down on Billy's crotch. "Yep, the hard part is correct but I am going to trifle the hell out of this one when I get him home and this being Friday night I may trifle with him all night long."

Melissa turned to Mica, "Oooo! That sounds like fun. Want to try it too?"

"You cannot 'trifle' with me, a trifle is a small insignificant item. Now Dawn can probably 'trifle' with Billy all right, but you can't trifle with me." 

"What?" yelped Billy. "What the hell do you mean by that?"

"I didn't say you have a trifle, Dawn did. I have to take her word for it."

Melissa laughed, "Mica you shouldn't pick on Billy that way He can't help it if it is small. Some women like them that way, right Dawn?"

Dawn looked at Melissa wide eyed, "Ah! I never said it was small, I don't know where you got that idea, I love it."

Mica smirked, "Of course you do, Billy's is not really that small, not everyone likes a real big one. I think mine is bigger than Billy's, but hey! A big nose is not everyone's cup of tea. Right?"

"Nose?" said Billy. 

"Of course, what did you think we were talking about, your chin?"

Melissa covered her mouth with her hands and giggled uncontrollably. Dawn started to laugh. Mica grinned at Billy. Billy tried to look hurt but he couldn't help laughing too.

Dawn said, "Mica don't pick on Billy, I think he has a real cute little one."

Billy smiled, "Dawn, Honey, that is about enough on the subject of my 'little one'. OK? Now to change the subject, I heard that your household goods finally arrived from Japan. I heard it was quite a load, you were lucky each of you rated a shipment. Have you unpacked everything yet?"

Mica said, "Not yet, Pal, we got some of it done. Part of the first crate we opened was the dinner service, it is over eighty some pieces and we had to wash it all before we put it in the china cabinet. I had two sets of Noritaki China I bought before I met 'Lissa. We had to wash one of those for everyday use and then polish the new silver tea set too. We are going to tackle the two big crates tomorrow. We plan on waiting for Sunday before we tackle the wardrobe of the clothes Melissa bought and got as wedding gifts. There are two crates of other stuff too."

"Dawn, you just have to come over and see all the stuff we have. I am going to have to change the 'Country Modern Décor' to 'Oriental Country Décor'. Mica's mother loaded me down with stuff she has accumulated in the couple of years they have been in the Orient. She bought stuff in Thailand, India, Hong Kong and Japan as well as in Formosa. And I want you to see my wedding dress."

Mica added, "Don't forget we have a bunch of stuff of mine I inherited from my grandparents that has been in storage. You guys will not believe this, but there is one box from my grandfather that weighs seven hundred and fifty pounds, it is only about a cubic yard in size."

Melissa wanted to know what was in the box.

He smiled, "I don't know, the instructions on the box say it is not to be opened until after I am married. Grandpaw was a sweet old guy, it is probably something both of us can use."

"Oh Mica, you have me all excited now, when will it be here?"

"It should be here any day now, they will call before they deliver it."

Melissa smiled up at her husband, "Gosh, Mica, it is sure a lot of fun being married to you. I get surprises every day, so far they are all nice ones too."

"I have a surprise for you tonight too!"

"I don't think there is much you can surprise me with tonight Honey."

Billy slyly said, "Don't be too sure of that girl' I hear he learned a lot of tricks from those pretty little mamma-sans in Japan."

Melissa giggled, "No wonder my sweet man is always trying to do it sideways."

Dawn looked at her, "It doesn't bother you that he went with Japanese girls?"

"Heck no, what he did before he met me is none of my business, and besides, I think he told me everything anyway. If he ever does it again, it will devastate me." She looked deep into Mica's eyes and then smiled, "It will never happen."

Later that night when they were getting ready for bed Melissa stepped from the shower and was drying herself when Mica picked her up and carried her to their bed. He gently placed her in the center of the bed and snatched away her towel. They were both nude and he bent to kiss her lips with a sweet sexy kiss. He lifted off of her and softly said, "Tonight is for you, my sweet girl, you tell me when to stop." 

He moved down between her legs and held them spread wide apart. He kneeled and caressed her silky smooth legs with his hands slowly and gently. His touch became lighter and softer until she could barely feel his touch. He scooted back and lay between her legs. His breath was warm on her carefully trimmed mound.

She felt his fingers tenderly spread her inner lips and then press back the hood of skin covering her clit, gently exposing the tip to his warm breath. She shuddered as his soft smooth tongue moved over it. It delicately slipped across the little nubbin of nerve endings sending waves of pleasure through her body. Then the lips closed around her clitoris and a soft gentle suction pulled gently to expose more of the tiny shaft to the hot wetness of his mouth. Then the sensations ended. She wiggled to try and reestablish the contact. Before it happened his mouth surrounded the whole opening to her vagina sucking softly, but firmly, so that the whole area seemed to be pulled into Mica's mouth. It was a hot wet sense of being lovingly consumed as the tongue explored and caressed every speck of soft flesh and membrane it could reach. 

Mica's tongue and lips then moved slowly to concentrate their attentions on various parts of her pussy. The right inner lip was licked, sucked gently, and carefully touched by the very tip of the tongue. His soft lips then slowly and deliberately nipped the fragile crinkled lip. He sucked, slurped and lapped at her now more abundant fluids coating the inner lips for a long languorous and dreamy time.

Then Mica moved to the left inner lip and repeated the process. By now Melissa was in a state of continuous orgasm. The strength of these waves varied from gently comfortable senses of pleasure to dramatic shocks of pure overwhelming ecstasy. Mica then contented himself with lightly lapping at the juices covering her whole vaginal area, running his tongue as deep as possible around the sides of her tunnel to coat the walls with his slippery warm saliva. She felt the excess saliva trickle down inside her. Her whole being seemed to be concentrating in her pussy. She was slowly relaxing and coming down from the high of her orgasms when he went back to her clit again. His mouth closed around it and his lips and tongue began the slow lazy caressing of her love pearl again. It was beyond heavenly.

She felt Mica slowly bringing her back to the brink of another mighty orgasm. She relaxed and let it happen. Melissa was not aware that her limbs were jerking and twitching and that she was constantly moaning and cooing in her pleasure. She was not aware of when Mica stopped loving her pussy. 

He walked quietly to the bathroom , wet a washcloth with warm water and brought a towel when he returned to tenderly wash her pussy and dry it off. He climbed into bed beside her, pulled up the covers, and turned out the light. She instinctively turned to his warmth and cuddled up to him. He softly kissed her forehead and heard her sigh. "Did that please you my sweet darling wife?"

"Oh! God yesssssssssss!" he barely heard her murmur.

It was several days later that the heavy crate was delivered by a freight company. The four men in the truck carefully rolled it down the ramp from the truck and wanted to know where Mica wanted it put. 

Mica looked carefully at the wheels under the crate. The wheels appeared to be heavy steel swiveling casters protruding through holes in the bottom of the wooden crate. One of the men said, "I think it is an old fashioned steel safe." Mica agreed with him and decided they would leave it in the garage on the concrete floor rather than risk damage to the hardwood floors of the house. Four other lighter crates were put in the garage too. Mica read the invoice and saw that the weight of the crate containing the safe was actually 1750 pounds instead of 750 pounds.

By that afternoon Mica had removed the wooden crate completely from what was indeed a heavy steel safe. There was an envelope taped to the front above the combination dial to the door. Melissa, Dawn and Billy watched as he opened the envelope and read the enclosed note. It read:

"Dear Mica, 

This is my wedding gift to you and your new bride. She must understand that the items in the chest are family heirlooms and they must be passed on, if possible, to my future descendants. May God bless you, Mica and your new wife, with many healthy children and a happy life. 

Your Loving Grandfather.

P.S. Left many times to zero, right to the month, left to the day, and right to the year of your mother's birthday, Mica. Look for another note inside."

Mica handed the note to Melissa and knelt in front of the safe. He spun the dial counterclockwise several times then entered the combination. He then grasped the handle and turned it slowly until the door popped open a bit. He swung the door open to reveal that inside was a lovely wooden chest.

He asked Billy to help him and they slid the wooden chest out of the safe. The mahogany chest was locked. Mica and Billy carried the chest into the house. They guessed it weighed about 150 pounds. When the chest was removed from the safe Melissa looked inside and found the four legs for the chest. While Mica and Billy held the chest up she and Dawn screwed the legs on the bottom. They discovered a note taped to the back of the chest. 

Mica opened it and read out loud what it said:

"Micaiah,

When you are alone or with people who you can trust with your very life, you may continue.

Inside the safe you will find that the interior walls can be removed by extracting the screws in the corners. Behind the rear wall is the remainder of my gift to you. You may wish to leave it where it is. Open the chest with the key screwed to the bottom of the chest.

Grandfather Charlie"

Mica looked at his wife and his friends, "Hand me that screwdriver and we will find out what is so secret." He removed the screws holding the back panel and it fell forward. When he removed the panel, they all gasped. The whole rear wall was made of gold ingots. They were held in place by steel straps.

Mica removed one strap and pried one bar on the top loose. He carefully brought the bar out and passed it to Billy. Billy almost dropped it. Billy he looked at Mica and said, "God damn, it is real gold, this thing has to weigh forty pounds. How many of them are there?"

Mica counted quickly, "I make it to be forty bars in this rear wall. That would be 120 in all three walls. 40 times 120 would be 4800 pounds. This must be most of it because at 40 pounds per bar for forty bars would be 1600 pounds and the whole deal only weighs 1750 and with just the chest it would be that much."

Melissa said, "God! I can't wait to open the chest." Mica took the bar and placed it back in the safe and locked the safe door. He crawled under the chest and removed the screw holding the key.

He handed the key to Melissa, "Here, this is your surprise."

Her eyes were wide as she put the key in the lock and turned the key. The double doors on the chest opened and revealed several sets of drawers. Her hands shook as she looked up at Mica, "Which drawer shall I open first?"

Mica grinned, "Top left." Melissa's little hand shook as she pulled the drawer open. Her Hands flew to her face. The drawer held row after row of earrings. There were many styles and a rainbow of different colored gems set in gold, silver and platinum. 

"Wow, this is amazing, I can't believe this." She reached and picked up a chandelier earring studded with rubies. She looked at Mica, "Look. There are ten rubies in this one earring. There must be a hundred different sets in this drawer."

Mica leaned over and pulled the drawer next to it open. More earrings. He closed it and opened the drawer below the first one. Rings, hundreds of rings. The drawer below it held pendants, cameos, broaches and tiaras. The one below that held necklaces of every size style and description. Melissa looked at her husband in awe, "This is all for ME?" 




It Has to be Fate Pt. 03



Mica grinned, "Yep! That's what the note said."

Mica pulled out the final drawer on the bottom. Inside were row after row of small paper folders. Mica pulled one out at random. He realized that it was actually a small packet formed by folding two pieces of paper, one appeared to be regular paper, the inner one was a waxed paper. On the front was handwritten: 'Rubies, 5mm rnd 100CTW'. He picked up another, it was bulkier and was labeled: 'Peridot, 8X10 Ov. 100CTW', another said, 'Emeralds, mixed cuts'400 CTW'. Mica carefully unfolded the last folder. Inside were beautiful green gemstones. He showed them to the others.

Billy took the pack and looked at it for a while. He looked at Melissa, "Girl, there has to be fifty Emeralds in this packet. They are very large too! Wow! There are eight rows of packets, it looks like at least 100 packets to the row. Damn, that is 800 packets of gems, and look, it looks like this whole row is nothing but diamonds in various sizes and cuts."

Melissa turned to Dawn, "Want to try on rings with me?"

Mica said, "You girls play, Billy and I are going to weigh one of the bars on the bathroom scale." 

They were back in a minute, Billy said, "The scale says this bar weighs thirty one pounds. That means there is 1240 pounds of gold in the back of the safe. The last I heard gold was $250 an ounce. Let's see," he pulled out a pencil, "there are 16 ounces to a pound, times 1240 pounds is about 19,840 ounces of gold. At $250 an ounce that would be, um, about, ah, five million dollars!!! You have got to be kidding! Where in Sam Hill did all that gold come from?" 

Mica looked at him, "I don't really know, I do know that he was a very wealthy and successful jeweler with half a dozen stores. Now that I think about it, I think I do know where it came from. He told me a story one time when we were out trout fishing. We were eating lunch and he said that a man he had done business with for many years came to him one time and said he had a large quantity of gold he needed to store for a while. He agreed to store it in the store safe until the man came for it. He said he was not worried about it because he had had many large transactions with the man before. All were verbal agreements sealed with a handshake, all he knew about the man was that his name was Frank Binness, Bidness, or something like that, it doesn't matter. Anyway, that had happened thirty years before and the man had never returned. That is what I think happened. His wife and his two sons died before he did. He left everything to me." 

Melissa held Mica's arm tightly and Dawn stood beside Billy. They had heard the story. Melissa said, "Mica, what are you going to do with it?"

"I'm going to do just what he suggested that I do, I'm going to leave it in the safe in the garage for now. You are going to wear and enjoy your new jewelry. I think you need to tell people it is paste gems and costume jewelry. As long as we do not sell any jewelry or gold I think we are safe until we can get some good advice on what to do. I think it would be smart to get a few pieces of the jewelry appraised to see if it is real. We can take several different pieces to different jewelry appraisers to avoid questions. I think we ought to check into the paintings that we found in that other crate. Several looked valuable; some just look weird, like the ones by that Picasso person and that guy Salvador Dali. They may be junk but somehow I doubt it."

"I guess I don't need to say that one word of this leaking out could mean big trouble for Melissa and me. When I figure this out I intend to share with you guys, Dawn and Billy. First I have a couple of bottles of champagne in the refrigerator and I think we really all need to celebrate a little." Mica opened the first bottle and served each of them a glass of champagne.

Dawn looked at Billy, "Thanks Mica, but we do not need the money. You don't have to do that."

"Honey, Melissa and I do not need it either, but we have it. I do need to give some of it to my best and dearest friends. I need to do that or I won't sleep nights. I'm not talking big bucks here, I just mean one or two million. Look at it like this, you will soon have three kids to educate. If you invest the whole amount you can get about 3.5 percent interest on 1 million dollars or roughly 35 thousand a year. You will still have the 1 million." He grinned at Billy, "For that I expect your first born and your wife."

Dawn giggled, "Honey, just forget about Billy, with that much money it is just you and me babe!"

Mica smiled at his wife, then looked at Dawn and Billy, "See, that's the way most women are. When she thought I was poor, Dawn didn't want anything to do with me, now that I am rich she is throwing herself at me. I suspect that our spouses might object if we did anything but shake hands though."

Melissa giggled, "I don't know, maybe I'll share you with her. She is my best friend, and friends share stuff."

Mica looked at her, "Are you serious?"

"You know I am just kidding, so don't get your hopes up."

"Don't be silly!"

"Hey you told me you always had the hots for Dawn."

"MELLISSA! You embarrass me! That's was before I met you. You changed all of that."

Dawn laughed, "Mica, did you really feel like that about me, I'm way older than you are."

"Yes Dawn, in my callow youth I lusted after you, I thought you were the perfect woman. I envied Billy. Then when I matured and met Melissa I realized that it had been merely a childish fascination, 'puppy love' you might say."

"Gosh! That really cut me down to size! I think I am going to cry."

Mica reached out and took Dawn's hand, "Honey, that isn't exactly true, I still think you are a very, young, desirable, and beautiful woman, and I still love you. I always will, but I only lust after Melissa now. I just can't help it."

Dawn looked at Melissa, "Damn girl, he is so damned sweet. If he wasn't yours I would have to have a go with him." She grinned at Billy, "With your permission of course."

"Of course."

The four friends talked for a while and Dawn disclosed that her parents were coming down from their home in Georgia to stay for a week. They were going to take care of the Marker kids for a week while Dawn and Billy took a vacation. They were going to arrive the first Friday in December, in about three weeks.

Melissa said, "Wonderful, you guys need to get away for a while, where are you going?"

Billy grinned. "We have reservations at the Faro Blanco Resort in Marathon in the Florida Keys. We have never been down there and it was highly recommended by a knowledgeable friend. He says the fishing is great and that they have boat rentals or charter boats right there at the Resort."

Mica yelped, "Hey, that's right, I've been there and had a great time. Wonderful spot! It's right in the middle of the keys, super good fishing. You will love it!"

Billy laughed, "Hey, you were the one who recommended it."

"Oh! Mica, I wish we could go too!" said Melissa.

Dawn grinned, "We would love for you two to go with us, we were just going to ask you, we can get a two bedroom villa there if we call back by tomorrow, we have a one bedroom reserved now with an option on the two bedroom villa."

Mica grinned, "Hey, we can trailer my boat down, I have plenty of fishing gear for all of us." They were all happily smiling when Mica looked around, "That is if we can each get a week off then."

Billy chuckled, "I'll guarantee that Mica can get off, do you have leave on the books Melissa?"

"Yes Sir! I have seventeen days left. I think I will be OK."

"If you have a problem, give me a call, I know your boss pretty well, he worked with me to get Mica in my new squadron."

"I don't think there will be a problem, he is begging me to stay in the Corps and not resign my commission next spring. He says I am the best assistant he has ever had. I haven't told him yet that I am pregnant. I figured I'd wait until I started to show a little before I told him."

Dawn laughed, "I can't wait, I have one of those new bathing suits and we'll will both have big bellies by summer. This will be my last chance to wear one, I'm getting too old for that."

"Do you mean one of those tiny little 'Bikinis'?"

"Yeah! girl, you have to get one too! They have them at that little 'Joanie's Sports Wear Shop' in New Bern right on Route 70. I'm sure they will have a better selection down in the Keys though."

Mica smiled at Billy, "Hey are we going to let them expose their beautiful and sexy bodies that way? We won't be able to get any fishing done if they look like that."

"Mica, you go fishing, I'll guard the girls." 

"Hey Billy, that is just what I mean, I would rather ogle our beautiful ladies than go fishing any time."

The girls hugged each other and giggled about how much fun they were going to have. Mellissa laughed and said, "Momma would have a conniption fit if she found out I wore a Bikini. Mica's Mom probably has one."

Mica laughed, "I wouldn't be surprised, she still has the body for it."

Melissa agreed, "Dawn, you should see her, she looks about thirty five and she is in her fifties. All her clothes fit me perfectly."

Mica smirked, "She knows how good she looks too! She loves it. I'll hand it to her, she has always worked hard at staying slim and fit. I can remember as a kid hearing her rolling back and forth on the floor to try and make her hips and her butt slim. I have always been proud of how she looked. She was always the best-looking mom in the neighborhood. My Dad loves it when people think she is his daughter.

Dawn looked at Melissa, "Honey, what do you have in your hand, you have been holding it for a long time?"

"Oh! This, I don't really know. I found this little box in with the rings and can't figure out how to open it." Mica reached over and took the small wooden box from her hand. He looked carefully at the cube of hard silky smooth wood. He could see a thin parting line where he thought it opened.

He held the box at an angle to the light and exclaimed, "Hey! There is writing on the top or bottom." He walked to the kitchen sink and wet the top with a damp sponge then wiped it gently with a cloth. "There it is. It says 'The Royal Star of Ceylon.'." He looked closely at the box. He saw a tiny circle in one corner of the bottom. He took the end tine of a table fork and pressed on the little circle. It moved inward a little. He looked around and saw a box of wooden kitchen matches. He placed the end of a match on the spot and pressed in again, he felt the top half of the box move a little. He removed the match stick and saw that the plug or whatever it was stayed up in the hole. He twisted gently and the top half of the box and it turned 90 degrees, then stopped. He lifted and the top came off. Inside was a large ring. The center stone was a lovely bright pink color, cut in a smooth polished dome shape. A brilliant white six-armed star shined in the center of the dome.                         It was a giant star sapphire surrounded by smaller white diamonds.

Mica handed the box to Melissa. Melissa stared at the ring, "Wow! Look at that stone; it has to be over an inch across. That has to be the most beautiful pink I have ever seen in my whole life. The 'Royal Star of Ceylon' is beautiful. I can believe that it was a jewel of Royalty." 

Mica said, "Take it out of the box and put it on your finger, Sweetie. See how a Queen feels!"

Melissa slipped the ring on her finger and held it up and smiled, "Wow! This thing is heavy; I don't think I could wear it for very long. It fits perfectly." She held her hand out and looked at it again, "Then again, I might be able to wear it for longer than I thought at first. Like maybe all day." She pulled the ring off her finger and handed it to Dawn. "Here! You try it on." 

Dawn put the ring on her finger and looked at lt. She smiled at everyone, "Gee, it looks right at home there, doesn't it?"

Melissa pretended to pout, "Gimme, gimmie, gimmie."

Melissa frowned, "Please return the ring to its rightful place on my finger before the curse of the Royal Ring causes damage to the finger of a person of common blood."

Dawn yanked the ring off her finger and handed it to Melissa. "Damn, that damned thing was burning my finger. Look at how red my finger is." 

Melissa had the ring back in place and said, "It feels very comfortable to me." Mica and Billy looked at each other. Billy said, "Honey, why don't you try on the ring again?"

"NO! I don't ever want to try it again. I don't want to get hurt."

"Surely you don't believe there is a curse on the ring."

"Of course not, but I will not put that ring on again."

Melissa rushed to Dawn and hugged her and cried, "Dawn, I love you, I don't know where that came from. I don't know why I said that. I would never do anything to hurt you. You are the best girlfriend I have ever had. I am so sorry I hurt you! Please! Please! Forgive me!"

Dawn hugged Melissa and kissed her on the lips. "I love you too, girl. You are my best friend too! That ring was burning me though, curse or no curse, I'll never try it on again." 

Melissa looked at Mica through her tears, "I know the jewelry really belongs to you, but could I just give one ring to Dawn?"

"No, I don't think so, but I do think it would be OK to lend her some things on a fifty year loan or something."

Melissa grinned, "Come on Sweetheart, let's find something you like." She took Dawn's hand and they hurried off.

Three weeks later the four of them sat on the screened porch of the villa at the Faro Blanco Resort in the Florida Keys, looking out across the Gulf of Mexico at a magnificent sunset. The colors were brilliant and changed often as the sun slowly slipped below the horizon. They had spent the day out fishing on Mica's small boat. They had a fine day and caught a lot of fish. The freezer section of the refrigerator in the villa was half full of beautiful Dolphin filets. They had taken four large dolphin fish to the restaurant across the street. The chef agreed to cook one for them with all the trimmings for dinner later that evening in exchange for the other three fish. He said anytime they had excess fish he would do the same deal with them.

After the sun had set they walked over to the restaurant and told the waitress to tell the chef that the McDermott party was there. She was back in a moment and seated them at a table near the kitchen. A few moments later the chef appeared and greeted them. He asked how they wanted the dolphin cooked, he recommended, deep fried in a beer batter. Then he grinned and said it was delicious any way it was cooked. He asked if they would like it his favorite way. They agreed that they all wanted it that way.

It was not long before they were each served with a large salad consisting of a wedge of a third of a whole head of iceberg lettuce surrounded with cucumbers, tomatoes, sweet bell peppers and sliced red onions. It was accompanied by a basket of fresh baked rolls. They were offered several types of dressing, all were homemade. The four were hungry and went at the salad rapidly. Billy said, "Whoah! Guys, save room for the main course."

Mica signaled the waitress and asked for the wine list. He looked the list over and smiled at the girl, "We are having the dolphin tonight, send us what the chef would have with his, regardless of cost." She returned in a few minutes and said the chef said he had two favorites but that the best was one hundred dollars a bottle. Mica smiled, "Bring us the best."

Billy looked at him and raised his eyebrows.

"Mica grinned, "That is just a sliver off of one of those yellow bars in my garage. Besides, nothing is too good for her Royal Majesty, my beautiful wife and her band of merry commoners."

Melissa looked at Mica sadly, he was afraid she was going to cry. She raised her hand in a elegant manner, The Royal Star of Ceylon sparkled on her finger. She said, "My loyal subjects, please be at ease, it is not required that you bow and advert your eyes in my presence for the remainder of the evening." She smiled at Mica, "You may relax too my dear consort, it will be an hour or so before I require your services."

Mica smiled at His friends, "Would anyone care to hazzard a quess as to what kind of service the Royal bitch is going to receive from my hand on her cute little royal bottom when we get back to the castle?"

Melissa jiggled up and down with her hand in the air, "Me, me, I know, I know!"

Mica looked at her, "Really? What is your guess?" 

"A sweet juicy hot kiss!"

"Wrong! Mistress Dawn, would you like to hazzard a guess?" 

"Yes! I have reason to believe that the royal consort is going to apply the palm of his large hand directly to the royal bitch's bare bottom with a great deal of force."

"Mica grinned, "Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a winner. All hands will gather at said 'castle' to witness the punishment at nine o'clock this evening."

Their meals arrived and the conversation switched to the food before them. The fish was delicious, with a crisp outer batter and moist flakey fish inside. They were not familiar with one item on their plates and asked the server about it. They were told it was plantains, a member of the banana family and a staple of the Cuban diet. The fried plantains were sweet and delicious and went well with the meal.

The wine was excellent and they all enjoyed it so much they ordered another bottle. They had a wonderful Key Lime pie for desert. When they were finished, Mica poured the last of the wine in each of their glasses. Dawn frowned, "Is that the last of the wine, Billy, why don't you buy a couple of bottles to take back to the resort with us, we have plenty of booze, but no wine and I really like this."

Mica ordered the wine and paid the bill. As they walked across the street to the resort Melissa said, "Wow! I am sure glad we are within walking distance of our place. I don't think any of us are in shape to drive." They walked slowly and enjoyed the balmy warm breezes. Suddenly as they neared the door to their villa, Melissa stopped and pointed, "My God, look at that! It is beautiful." They looked where she was pointing and saw a strange looking vine growing up a wall to the villa. The flowers were huge spectacular feathery funnel-shaped white flowers, about a foot across the blossom. 

Dawn walked closer and examined the flowers, "I can't believe we didn't notice these when we walked past here several times today. I think these are the most gorgeous flowers I have ever seen. I wonder what they are called."

Billy and Mica admired the flowers and promised to find out what they were called the next morning. Mica said, "You girls look at the flowers, I want another glass of wine." 

"Me Too!" chorused the ladies. Mica fixed each of them a glass of the delicious wine while Billy turned the radio on and found some nice music. They sat sipping the wine and talked about how nice a day they had together. Dawn said, "I think it was one of the best days of my life because it was shared with three people I love dearly."

Melissa looked at Dawn and tears started from her eyes, "Dawn that is so damned true, it is so wonderful to be here with you and Billy. I just don't want it to end."

Dawn grinned at Melissa, "Sweetie that is just how I feel, come and dance with me. Mica and Billy sat and watched the girls sway gently to the music. The girls looked into each other's eyes and smiled. They pulled each other closer and danced cheek to cheek. The two girls danced through two more tunes when Mica said, "HEY! LISTEN UP! It is three minutes 'till nine. It is time for the Royal Bitch to face her punishment."

Dawn stared at Mica, "You are not really going to spank her are you?"

"Of course I am, she was nasty to an elderly lady and deserves to be punished."




It Has to be Fate Pt. 03



Dawn frowned, "Hey! Whom are you calling an elderly lady, Buster? Just because I'm a couple of years older doesn't mean I am over the hill. I can still give you a run for your money! But you are right, she does need to be taught to respect her elders."

Mica grabbed a squealing Melissa and turned her over his knees as he sat on the couch. He held her firmly in place with one hand while he flipped her skirt up over her back. She looked back at him, "You are not really going to spank me, are you?"

"Dear Royal Mistress, I love you deeply and it will hurt me greatly to cause you pain, but you need to be taught a little humility." He pulled her panties down baring her cute little bottom. Billy smiled and let out a soft wolf whistle, he was directly behind her and had a good view of her little pink rosebud and her pussy lips. Dawn sat beside Mica and held Melissa's legs down out of Mica's way. Mica's hand flashed down and hit his wife's ass with a sharp 'WHAP'. 

"OWWWW!" Screeched Melissa, "That hurt!" Mica gently rubbed her ass and she felt a hot tear fall on her stinging rump. Then she felt soft lips softly kissing the very spot that hurt the most. Mica saw that there was only a slight hint of pinkness on the globe where his hand had hit. 

Mica looked at Dawn, "You are the aggrieved party, would you like to vent your embarrassment by giving the bitch a spank or two?"

"Yes, I would like that very much." Dawn scooted around behind Melissa and gave her two quick slaps on her upturned bottom. Melissa yelped louder this time. Dawn gently rubbed her lovely round globes. Then Dawn leaned over and kissed the injured area several times. Melissa softly moaned. Dawn bent over further and ran her hot wet tongue from Melissa's pussy to her pink rectum. She repeated that several times with her face buried between the younger girl's nether cheeks. She slowly pulled back with a glazed look in her eyes, "That will teach her."

Billy moved Dawn aside, "I think I need to discipline her too!" He slapped her gently twice then buried his face between her ass cheeks. Melissa squirmed and moaned as he lapped at her pussy. Billy rocked back, "Have you learned your lesson girl?"

Melissa twisted to look back at Mica. He could barely hear her as she whispered, "Can each of you spank me again?"

Mica nodded to Dawn who immediately pushed Billy out of her way and spread Melissa's cheeks with her hands and lapped and slurped at the young woman's vaginal area, tremors shook Melissa and she whimpered softly. After several minutes Billy tapped Dawn on her back, "My turn, Honey." Dawn slipped aside and Billy resumed his cunt licking. Dawn moved up and looked into Mica's eyes while she lowered her lips to his. Her tongue squirmed through his slightly parted lips. Mica tasted the familiar flavor of Melissa's vaginal fluids. Dawn took Mica's hand and placed it inside the top of her sundress. 

He felt the weight and soft fullness of her breasts, and tweaked her erect and hard nipples, she threw her head back and sighed. Dawn pulled back, stood and pulled her dress off and panties down, then climbed up over Billy and Melissa to straddle Mica's face.

Her pussy was very wet, her juices had a muskier taste than Melissa but he liked it. He pushed his tongue as far into her vagina as he could. Her hands spread her pussy wide and open for him to savor with his lips and tongue. He felt Melissa slide off his lap. Mica gently moved Dawn off him and saw Melissa on the floor kissing Billy. Dawn took Mica's hand and pulled him to the floor too. Melissa immediately crawled to Mica and kissed him passionately. His hands pulled the bodice of her sundress down exposing her breasts. She took his head in her hands and smiled at him as she pulled his mouth to her breast. He closed his lips around a nipple and sucked it in. She smiled as his eyes drifted closed. 

Mica felt someone beside him and opened his eyes to see Dawn happily nursing at Melissa's other nipple. He felt someone's hands pulling at his belt buckle and zipper. Dawn and Melissa stood and began undressing each other .When Melissa was totally nude she unbuttoned Mica's shirt and pulled it off over his head. He saw Billy and Dawn hugging each other and both of them were nude. Melissa tugged at his pants and he lifted his butt off the couch so she could pull them off. His underwear went with them.

Melissa pulled him up, laughing at him, "I want to dance with you, Sweetie, we have never danced naked before. Mica swept her into his arms and they stood swaying to the music, their bodies rubbing against each other. Mica grinned as Melissa tried to catch his erect cock between her legs. It didn't work because his cock was pressed tightly between their bodies pointing straight up against her belly. 

Mica felt a tap on his shoulder. He looked around to find Dawn smiling at him, "May I cut in? I want to dance with Mica." Melissa giggled, "Sure, I know you want to dance with Mica." She looked down at Billy's hard cock. She giggled again, "Look at Billy, his cock is bouncing up and down and dripping from the end." 

Dawn giggled, "Look at Mica, he is doing the same thing." Melissa looked down at her husband and it was true. She reached out and took each cock in a hand.   

She kissed Dawn on the cheek, "Honey, look at these guys, Mica is a bit longer and fatter, but Billy is curved upward while Mica is perfectly straight. Does Billy hurt you at all?"

"Hell no, he just feels good, the crown of his cock rubs against that special rough spot just up inside the front of my pussy. It feels so good I can only stand it for a while. Why don't you try him, I promise it won't hurt."

Melissa looked at Mica, "May I? I don't want to hurt your feelings or make you jealous or anything."

Mica looked into her eyes, "Yes, I guess it will be OK, can I make love to Dawn too?"

"Yes Dear, go ahead but we have to be together while we do it. I need you to be with me where I can touch you when I need to know you are with me. I don't want this to cause any problems between us, I couldn't stand that. Please hold my hand while Billy does me." She watched her husband carefully as she felt Billy's bulbous cockhead slip between her pussy lips and start to force its way inside her vagina. She was aware of how wet and slick it was. Then it was inside and she could feel it rubbing along the front wall of her sheath. It hit the bundle of nerve endings and she squeezed hard on Mica's hand. 

Mica saw her mouth form an "O" and heard her suck in her breath while her eyes grew wide. He leaned towards her, "Is he hurting you?"

"No! It feels real good, I love it."

Mica looked down and saw Billy was still pushing slowly inside his wife. He bit his lip when she softly moaned, "Yes, Billy, oh yes!" 

Dawn took Mica's face between her hands and kissed him deeply. She pulled back and whispered, "Honey, she is fine, Billy will not hurt her, let her enjoy this, it may never happen again. She loves only you, but Billy is very good and knows how to please a woman, he is not better than you are, it just feels new and different to Melissa."

Mica realized that his wife was squeezing again and looked to see her smiling at him. She mouthed 'I love you.' She looked up at Billy, "Please don't cum inside me Billy. That is only for Mica." Billy was pumping hard and fast now. His head was thrown back and his face was in a grimace. Dawn swiftly moved to push him back, she grabbed his cock and pulled it out of Melissa and put it eagerly into her own mouth.

She let him fuck her mouth for a minute then said, "Do you want to cum inside me or in my mouth?"

"In your mouth." 

Dawn slipped his wet cock back in her mouth, Billy took about five more strokes then faltered. His body stiffened and he moaned as he shot his load in his wife's mouth. Dawn smiled with her mouth closed and then crawled up over Melissa, she lowered her mouth to Melissa's and looked into the young girls eyes, she raised her eyebrows in a question. Melissa nodded and Dawn pressed her lips to hers. Mica saw Dawn open her mouth and Melissa swallow several times. Dawn held her mouth to Melissa's for a long time. She raised up and smiled as she asked, "Good?"

"Mmmm, delicious!" She lifted and smiled at Mica, "Honey, I want Dawn to feel you inside her now, please show her how lucky I am."

Mica moved to Dawn and kissed her, "Do you want this and is Billy OK with it?" Dawn nodded her head then looked to Billy. 

Billy smiled and nodded too, so Mica slid back down between Dawn's legs and spread her thighs gently apart. He placed his mouth over her pussy and licked across the entrance to her vagina, then upward to her clitty. Her clitoris was much larger than Melissa's. Mica rapidly flipped his tongue over the little glistening love pearl. Dawn clutched at his head and pulled it tighter into her pussy. Her head flipped from side to side then stopped, she shuddered and looked at Melissa. Her eyes opened very wide, she mouthed 'WOW!' Melissa grinned happily.

Mica ran his tongue up over her flat belly and found her breasts. He caressed one while he licked around the nipple of the other breast. One hand gently tweaked then pinched the first nipple while his mouth applied suction to the other nipple. He made love to her lovely breasts for a few minutes then moved up over her body. She felt his cock searching for her entry. Then it was in! Dawn felt the head slip inside her vagina and pause. He whispered in her ear, "How do you like it Sweet girl?" 

She turned her mouth to his ear, "As fast and furious as you can go, I'll slow you down if I need it." she giggled. "If I need it!" Mica swiveled his hips rapidly forward, slamming his pubes against her labia. A shock went through her clit and reverberated throughout her body. His hips and back blended into the muscular action necessary to result in rapid-fire thumps against her clit and the delightful sawing action of his cock in her pussy. When she felt she was adjusting to the barrage attack on her clit he changed his method of assault. Suddenly when he hit bottom he rotated his hips and twitched his ass back and forth and from side to side while continuing the hard pressure against her genital area. It felt as if he were trying to burrow his way deeper inside of her. The slam of his flesh covered pelvis into her vulva and clit sent waves of pleasure through her only to be heightened by the grinding pressure into her clit and the wallowing action of his shaft against the walls of her sheath. It seemed as if every inch of her love tunnel was rubbed by the head of his cock. Her orgasms grew closer and stronger until she screamed, "Slow down, no! Stop, let me rest for a bit. God Damn, that is sheer ecstasy. I can't take anymore right now."

Mica rested with his elbows on the floor and his hands on each side of her face. He tenderly brushed his lips across hers. "I'm sorry, I hope I wasn't too rough on you. I didn't mean to hurt you."

Dawn kissed him "Honey that was beautiful. It has been a few years since Billy could do that to me. I don't think he EVER did that little twitch and grind at the bottom. What he does do is to love me and pleasure me the way I like to be pleasured. He is the best for me."

Mica grinned, "Gosh! I sure hope so, doing that to you every night would kill me in a week." Mica felt hot drops on his shoulder and looked up to see Melissa bending over them on her knees. One of her small hands softly caressed Mica's back, she said, "Dawn, Sweetie, was he any good for you? Did he please you?"

Dawn smiled broadly, "Honey, I asked him to fuck me fast and hard, that is what I got. Boy did I ever get fucked, fast and hard. I'll never ask for that again, he was like a machine I turned on then didn't know how to turn it down. I think I was cumming continuously for five minutes. It was awesome!"

Billy laughed, "Dawn, Darling, you orgasmed steadily, for at least fifteen minutes. I didn't know anyone could go that hard, that long. It almost makes me wish I was a woman so I could just lie on my back and cheer my lover on."

Melissa gently kissed Dawn again, "Babe, now you know why I always have a smile on my face. All I have to do is think about our loving. I'm glad you felt him do that, he can last forever when he is being slow and gentle with you. That is the way I like it best, but every once in a while I like what you had, then I call him my 'raging bull.'"

Billy handed each of them a fresh glass of wine, he said, "Have you heard the story about the new bull on the ranch?" Mica said he had not heard it. Billy continued, "Two small young bulls watched as the rancher unloaded a new bull from a truck.

"Wow!" said the smallest bull, "Look at the size of that bull. He is four times bigger than we are."

The other small bull said, "Yeah, his balls are bigger than my head and his cock is gigantic. I bet we won't get any cows now, he'll hog them all."

The smallest bull looked at the big bull thoughtfully, then he trotted over close to the big bull, he stopped, he lowered his head and snorted, he pawed up dirt, and snorted some more. Then he charged at the big bull. The big bull casually hooked a horn at the smallest bull and threw him about twenty feet away. 

The big bull snorted, "Stay away from me little bull or you will get hurt."

The smallest bull staggered back over to the other small bull.

The other small bull shook his head, "Man, he almost killed you, why did you do that?"

"Well when I saw the size of his cock I wanted to be sure he knows I am a BULL."

Everyone got a chuckle out of that. Billy looked at all of them. "Guys, I love each and everyone of you and I loved what we did here tonight. It was very special and heart warming for me to be able to share your love for each other and your love for Dawn and I. I cannot express how much that means to me. I hope we can continue to share our love like that, but I think we must only do this on special occasions when we are on vacation or are in a very secure location. It must remain our secret between ourselves."

Mica nodded, "I totally agree, I never have imagined something like this happening to Melissa and I. There are no other people on the face of this earth that this could happen with. The four of us are forever bonded by this. I believe that for our marriages to weather this potential hazard we must agree that there must be no sex between any of us, other than with our own partners, unless all four of us are present. I hate to be a party pooper, but I am totally firm on that. If we don't unanimously agree to that condition, as far as I am concerned the party has ended forever!" 

Mica looked at Melissa. She smiled and said, "I agree one hundred percent with Mica. I dearly love both of you and I would love to do what we did here tonight again but Mica is my husband and our marriage is the most important thing in my life. I will never do anything to jeopardize our marriage."

Dawn spoke up, "We all love each other, and I firmly believe we are all truly bonded into one family. I think Mica is right and so is Billy. I also agree with everything our sweet Melissa said. Limiting sex to special occasions once or twice a year will keep it special. I know that after we get home I will be remembering how beautiful this was and will be looking forward to the next 'Special Occasion."

Melissa stood up and took Mica's hand, she smiled at Dawn and Billy, "As much as I love the two of you, it is time for Mica to make love to me and reclaim this body that really belongs only to him." Dawn held her arms out and Melissa kissed her goodnight, then she kissed Billy too. Dawn kissed Mica and giggled, "You and Billy can kiss good night too you know." 

Mica walked to Billy and hugged him. He smiled and patted Billy's cheek, "I love you Billy, but not enough to kiss you. Good night!"

The next morning Mica was the first one awake and he started the coffee. While it was perking, he walked out to the office and got the daily paper, the Key West Daily News. He talked to the manager for a while then returned to the villa. Melissa and Billy were sipping coffee and talking when he got back. They were trying to decide what to do for breakfast. Mica said he had an idea but they ought to wait for Dawn to get up before they discussed it.

"Hey! I am up." announced Dawn. "What is your plan Mica?"

"Well, first, I looked for the beautiful flowers we saw on the wall last night. They are gone, totally gone and in their place are funny looking feathery pods of some sort. I asked the Manager and he said we were very lucky to see them in bloom this time of year. Normally they only bloom in spring and in the summer. This year they had an early cold snap and then it has been extra hot since. The flowers think it is spring. They are called 'Night blooming Cereus.' They will bloom again tonight.

"Now my plan is a sightseeing trip to Key West, I understand there lots of sights to be seen there. I thought we would stop at a restaurant the Manager says has a terrific Breakfast Buffet. It is only about a mile down the road."

"Goodie! That sounds great to me." Melissa said, "What should we wear, how about shorts, tops and sneakers?" 

Dawn said, "Great, let's get going, I'm starving."

The Kew West Trip was very enjoyable for all of them. They saw the southern-most point in the continental U.S. and the southern-most house. They had lunch at the Naval Air Station Officer's Club and then stopped in the Navy Commissary and bought some groceries to cook in the villa. They bought some nice steaks to grill on the grill outside the villa. Later they walked through downtown Key West. They had a couple of beers at the famous Sloppy Joe's Bar on Duval Street then headed back to Marathon. 

They were tired when they returned and voted to take naps. When Mica woke up he missed Melissa and found her making some simple hors d'oeuvres. She saw Mica and her smile seemed to light up the world for him. He walked slowly to her and took her in his arms. Their lips met in a long sweet gentle kiss. "Let's go back to bed." he whispered in her ear. They heard a slight noise and turned to see Dawn and Billy watching them. 

Billy laughed, "No way! I heard that indecent proposal Mica made to you Melissa. Save it for tonight!"

Melissa pouted and looked at Mica, "It was not indecent, it was a delightful proposal and I think I may just accept his sweet offer. I'm not sure I want to wait for tonight."

Dawn giggled, "I'm with you girl, it sounded like a DAMNED decent proposal to me. Are we going to play together tonight?"

Billy said, "I don't see why not, we are still on vacation, right."

Melissa said, "Well we could go back to Key west and see if Ernest Hemingway is hanging out at Sloppy Joe's, we didn't see him this afternoon."

Mica said, "No chance of that, the bartender there said he is in Africa, he is not expected back for months."

"Well, Damn!" said Dawn, "I guess we might as well cook ourselves some dinner on the grill, eat and go out dancing or something."

Mica said, "Hey, the manager here, told me this morning that they have a good restaurant and a band every night at the lounge at Duck Key Resort this time of year. Want to try it, my treat?"

Melissa bounced up and down, "Yes, yes, yes, let's do it. I feel like dancing tonight." Dawn agreed and said she wanted to wear a brand new sexy dress she bought just for the trip. Melissa grinned at her and nodded her head.

Mica smiled at Billy, "Well I guess that means we can't go snook fishing under the bridge tonight."

Billy hooted, "I bet you don't want to go when we get back from Duck Key."

"You are right 'bout that old man." They had a drink or two with the canapés that Melissa had made, then dressed for dinner. Mica and Billy each wore slacks with sports coats, shirts, and ties. Both of them were surprised when Dawn walked out wearing a knee length black dress and high heels. She was gorgeous, her long blond hair was up in a crown braid, the dress had a plunging neckline and her large breasts looked like they would fall out if she even moved a shoulder. 




It Has to be Fate Pt. 04



This is a story about a young Marine Corps pilot during the era between the Korean War and the Viet Nam War. Reading the previous parts will lead to a better understanding of the plot and the characters.

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Mica and Melissa strolled into the main dining room of the Duck Key Club at exactly seven o'clock, followed by Billy and Dawn. Both girls were stunning in their cocktail dresses. 

Melissa was dressed in a black dress with a plunging neckline front and back and it had an asymmetrical hemline that started in front, daringly just above the knee, and dropped to calf length in back. Her long legs were clad in seamed sheer black hose. Her auburn hair was on top of her head in a crown braid interwoven with pearls matching her pearl earrings, necklace and bracelets. Black high heeled sandals completed her outfit.

Dawn wore an identical dress, except that where Melissa wore black, Dawn wore white. Her jewelry and the strand through her blond hair were black pearls. 

Both men were elegant in perfectly tailored dark suits, Mica wore Navy blue and Bill wore Black. There was a hush throughout the large room as they escorted the ladies to their table. Tony waited for them there with a lovely young woman. Tony introduced everyone. The young woman, Betsy, curtsied to Melissa and said, "I am honored to meet you Princess Melissa."

Melissa smiled and said, "Please be informal this evening and just call me Melissa. This handsome young man is my husband and I am here tonight as Mrs. McDermott and not as a Princess." They all ordered cocktails. Mica had lemonade. Tony asked Melissa for a dance, she smiled graciously and said, "Thank you sir, but no! I always have the first and the last dance with my sweet husband." She smiled and extended her hand to Mica. He rose and led her on to the dance floor. 

They fit together nicely and enjoyed the slow dance, Melissa's head rested on Mica's shoulder and her eyes were almost closed. 'This is pure heaven.' she thought. Her smile broadened when she felt his lips gently brush her forehead. She just wanted to drag him to the nearest bed but instead she looked up at him and whispered, "I love you, I want to take you home and rape you."

Mica looked into her eyes, "That is not possible; you can't rape someone who is helping you. Have you noticed the way Tony is looking at you?"

"He never takes his eyes off of me."

"Right, I do not trust him. Please keep that in mind. If he asks you to do anything, do not look at me, I will tell you what to answer by touching you: once for YES, twice or more for no. Like this--. Or if you feel nothing you must decide yourself." She felt his right hand tighten on her hand quickly three times. Then a finger tapped her hand gently once.

She smiled, "Very clear my Dear, no, no, no, and yes."

They returned to the table and found everyone ordering dinner. They looked at the menu and both decided on the filet mignon and lobster tail with baked potato and a house salad. The meal was excellent and the conversation was scintillating . Mica noticed that Tony was furtively looking around the room. 

They had finished the meal and the dishes had been cleared when Mica noticed a very heavily built man walking towards their table. The man was about six feet tall but had to weigh over three hundred and sixty pounds, he appeared to have no neck, and his heavy muscled shoulders sloped to his head. His shoulders looked to be almost four feet across. His clinched fists were huge, two or three times the size of the average man's fists. His arms were equally huge. 

The man stopped by the table and looked around at everyone. He smiled with his mouth but there was no humor in his eyes as he spoke. "Good evening folks, you have some beautiful women here and I want that one." He pointed at Melissa. He smiled again, "Girlie, you and me gonna have us some fun. You are gonna be fucked by a real man, not some sissy wimp like you are with tonight. If you don't get up and come with me peacefully I will smash your hubby or boyfriend into hamburger." 

He pointed at Mica, "Don't worry, you can have her back tomorrow, she won't even be able to feel you for a week or two when you fuck her after I get all stretched out." He grinned. Mica stood and quickly stepped clear of the table. He saw movement behind him from the corner of his eye but his gaze was fixed on the wide man.

The man stepped toward Mica and grinned, "This is gonna be fun! You got guts, but I'm gonna hurt you before I fuck your wife all night long. She will be reamed out in every hole when I'm through with her. Not a damned thing you can do about it either little guy." Mica stepped back a little further away from the man, he took a quick look around. He noticed a number of large men moving in around him.

Mica looked back and said, "You must need a lot of help with so many buddies here to help you, are you afraid you can't handle me yourself?"

"Oh yeah Shrimp, those guys just want to fuck your wife when I'm through wit' her."

"Well Otto, let's get on with it, shall we.?"

"You know me?"

"Yeah, Otto Shlobowski, you used to be pretty good but you are over the hill now. You are too old, fat and slow now. You can't hack it anymore in the big time rings, you don't move too good anymore."

"I'll show you how I move, motherfucker!"The bigger man lunged forward and threw a hard right hand. Mica slipped the blow and as he stepped to the right he lightly slapped Otto across the face. Otto whirled after Mica and was slapped again, only a little harder. He lunged again and Mica again slipped away to the right and slapped him again. Mica watched as Otto feinted with his right and threw a hard roundhouse left hook. Mica was not where he was expected to be, he grinned as he struck at his target. There was a loud sickening thump. It sounded like you might imagine hitting a beef carcass with a baseball bat would sound. Mica stepped back. 

Otto grasped at his chest, his mouth worked as he gasped for air, his eyes bulged, then closed as his legs would no longer support his weight. The glasses and silverware on the nearby tables rattled when he hit the floor. His arms and legs thrashed about as he clutched at his chest.

Mica looked around and smiled as he saw the other large men were each controlled by another large man behind him, holding each in an arm lock. Mica walked to Tony. He looked carefully at the terrified man.

"You just couldn't leave it alone could you, now you don't even get to choose which option you will suffer." He grinned at the man standing behind Tony.

"Hi Dave, you are looking good old Buddy! Why don't you just put this slime ball to sleep for a while?" A large hand grabbed Tony around the neck, the thumb pressing on the pressure point. Tony slumped into his chair, unconscious. Dave was a large man himself, tall, broad, and well muscled, with sandy short-cropped hair and an infectious grin.

Mica smiled at Melissa and introduced Dave Arnold to his friends, "This is one of my best buddies in the world, he was my wife for three years at the Naval Academy."

Melissa and Dawn gasped and Mica laughed, "Don't get the wrong idea, every Midshipman at the Academy refers to his room- mates as his wives. There was no sex involved."

Melissa giggled, "Never?"

"Well, he was younger then and a lot cuter. NO NEVER!"

"Never? How about the time we smuggled the two coeds from the U of Maryland into our room during the open house?" 

Melissa looked at her embarrassed husband, "Oh! Really?"

Mica watched as some men carried Otto and Tony off to another room. They appeared to be coming around but still looked groggy. Dave was openly admiring Tony's date. She said it was their first date and that she didn't know him that well. She said she was from Topsail, North Carolina. Dave said he was stationed at Camp Lejeune, about 25 miles away from there. They grinned at each other. Betsy looked at Melissa, "Are you really a Royal Princess?" 

Melissa leaned over and whispered in her ear. Betsy smiled, "I understand now."

Once the excitement was over the six of them sat at the table. Mica explained that Dave was part of a group forming the new 2nd Force Recon Unit to be attached to the 2nd Marine Division at Camp Jejune. The would be splitting up the old 1st Force Reconnaissance Unit from Camp Pendleton, California and reforming both units, his new unit would be known as the 2nd Force Reconnaissance Unit of FMFLant.

Mica told everyone he had suspected Tony was going to try to pull a fast one and he had called Dave for help. He was footing the bill for the little R&R trip for the Marines who came to help another Marine. Mica smiled wryly at Billy and Dawn, "Sorry guys, I didn't want to needlessly upset anyone if Tony was not playing games with us."

Melissa smiled softly at her man, "You mean you didn't want me to think badly about Tony if he was playing it straight. Right?"

"I guess so."

Dave reached out and took Melissa's hand, "Young Lady, this man of yours is the best man in all respects I have ever known. I would never have made it through the tough parts at the Academy, like Fluid Mechanics or Electrical Engineering if he hadn't been there to help me along. He would help me and others understand stuff for fifty minutes out of every study hour. He studied for ten minutes. His grades were not as important to him as getting his 'dumb squad' through the course.

"Any time Mica even hints he needs help, I'll be there if humanly possible. Please remember this, it goes for you too, Melissa. Thanks to Mica I have the best job in the world. They say the Marines are the first to fight for Right and Freedom, and that is true, and I get to be out in front of the Marines to show them the way."

Betsy watched him carefully. She leaned over to Melissa and said, "I need to powder my nose, would you like to join me?"

"Yes Betsy, I'll go with you, how about you Dawn?" Dawn nodded and the three women left. Dave stood and gestured to several of his men and they hurried off a respectful distance behind the girls. Dave grinned at Mica, "No use taking chances."

In the Ladies Room Betsy grabbed Melissa, "Wow! That Dave is gorgeous, what a hunk of a man! Do you know much about him?"

Melissa said, "I have heard my husband speak of him many times, and I have met him a few times. He is a Captain in the Marine Corps. He is a bachelor and unencumbered, I believe he was engaged to a girl in California who didn't want to leave the west coast."

Dawn remarked, "Mica thinks the world of him."

"Well even if he is not a millionaire like Tony, he is much cuter."

Dawn added, "Honey, Tony is no way near being a millionaire. He is a bullshit artist, he was trying to get into your panties, that is all he wants. The best we can figure he is a glorified manager with a suite a part of his compensation. He owns very little if any of the place according to the corporate papers on file with the county in Key West."

Betsy was wide eyed, "Did I hear your hubby say Dave is stationed at Camp Lejeune?"

"You sure did girl, and we are only about 50 miles from you in Havelock, North Carolina, near New Bern. I expect Dave will stay with us or some place nearby for tonight. I know they drove down in two vehicles, one was a Chevy Suburban, and I think Dave drove his own car. Get a number where you can reach him and give him your home number. I think you will be hearing from him very soon from the way he was looking at you."

"God, I hope so! He seems to be a sweet guy, he really likes your Mica." 

"Mica is fond of Dave too, do not try to be anything other than yourself with Dave. Before you commit to him, be sure he is what you want. According to Mica, he will not lie. Never forget that he is a Marine, a very, very tough career Marine. Mica was one too but he is going to resign when I do."

"You are a Marine too?"

"Yes, I am First Lieutenant Melissa Murphy McDermott, USMCR.

"I would never have guessed it! You are so beautiful and feminine. Not at all what I would expect."

Melissa laughed, "I once heard my girls talk about me when they didn't know I could hear them. They called me a mean cold-hearted bitch. Another one agreed, then said I was like a real bitch and that they were my puppies, and if someone messed with them the bitch would tear them to pieces. Then they all agreed that I was the best officer they had ever had. It made me feel real good! I sort of hate to leave, but I am pregnant and I do not think I can do justice to both the officer and mother jobs at the same time. I know that being a full time wife and mother is what I want to do."

Dawn giggled, "Honey I hear everything, your women love you and would do anything for you."

"I guess being a Marine wife is very difficult. I mean when they go off to war and all that."

"I have not had to experience that, and I would hate it, but if Mica decides to stay in, I will be the best wife a Marine could ever have."

Dawn looked at both of them, "Being a Marine wife is both heaven and hell. When they are gone it is hell, every time the phone rings you die a little. Everything is on your shoulders, taking care of the kids, running the errands, doing the bills, being both mom and dad, and on top of that no man. Then when he comes home it is heaven. It is what I do, because it is what he does. Believe me if you have the right man and really love him, it is worth it." 

When the girls returned and were seated Betsy referred to Melissa as Princess, Dave raised his eyebrows and looked at Mica. Mica took Melissa's hand and held it up. "Would you like to see the Royal Ring, the Star Of Ceylon?"

The pretty girl smiled at Melissa and then reached out and took her right hand, "Is this ring real?"

"Yes, we have had it appraised and it is the largest star sapphire known to be in existence."

"God, I can't even imagine what it must be worth."

"Whatever you think, double it and you may be close."

"Wow where did you get it?"

"Mica's grandfather left it in storage for Mica to be given to his bride. "

"Did you know that before you married him?"

"No, neither did Mica. He knew he had inherited a large crate full of stuff that was not to be opened until he married, but that was all." 

Dave asked Betsy to dance with him. Mica and Melissa joined them on the dance floor. Melissa saw Billy signal them as they danced, she whispered to Mica that Billy wanted them and they returned to the table. They were introduced to a very attractive woman, who said her name was Allison. She looked to be in her late thirties. She was the real owner of the Club. She insisted that she was going to honor the word of Tony and would pick up the tab for Mica and the whole party including Dave and his men. She said they would more than make up for it because of the turnout of people to see the Princess . It was evident she didn't know that Melissa was anything other than a real princess and that Tony was involved in a kidnap attempt. She said that the princess had brought many new customers in and they were all pleased with the service and the food.

Melissa smiled graciously, "We are favorably impressed with the service and the food was first class. We find the Club to be a delightful place to spend an evening. You may quote me."

The woman smiled, "Thank you, I am sure we will use your remarks in our future advertizing. Am I to understand that you are currently residing in North Carolina?"

"That is correct; my husband is completing an obligation there at present. We have not decided exactly where we will live after that."

"I would like to offer you the hospitality of the Club whenever you are in the Keys. We have several deluxe suites available here including a presidential suite that would be appropriate for you. Your stay would be complimentary for you and your party any time during the season. I would even pay your travel expenses."

Melissa looked at Mica. She said, "I can't do this, please explain to this nice lady who I really am."

Mica nodded, he turned to the woman, "Ma'am my wife is not who you think she is. She is.."

The woman raised her hand and stopped Mica. She said, "I know exactly who she is, or rather, who she is not."

"Allison, do not be too sure about that. Please try on my wife's ring, the Royal ring, The Star of Ceylon." Melissa pulled the ring off and handed it to the woman. She slipped it on her finger. 

Dawn said, "When it starts feeling hot pull it right off before it burns you."

Allison looked at her as if she were crazy and admired the ring on her finger. Suddenly she yanked the ring off her finger and handed it to Melissa. Betsy asked if she could try it on. Melissa said she could. Allison was staring at her finger when Betsy yelped, "Ouch!" and pulled the ring off." 

Mica explained that Melissa had told them there was a curse on the ring against anyone not of royal blood. He said, "Mellissa says she never said that, but Dawn, Billy and I heard her say it. We believe it now."

Billy nodded, "I don't believe in curses or magic, but I know that damned ring is cursed in a good way. It is probably just the power of suggestion or some other scientific reason for the feeling of heat everyone but Mellissa gets."

Melissa slipped the ring back on her finger and held it out for all to see. "See, there is nothing to it." The ring seemed to glow brighter for a second then fade to its normal brightness. They all looked at her. 

Mica said, "Did you see that?"

Melissa said, "What? I didn't see anything, I just know I thought it would be too big and heavy to ever feel comfortable on my finger. Now I am uncomfortable when it is off."

Mica looked at Melissa carefully, "Darling I would be very surprised to find you do not have some sort of royal blood flowing through your veins. I just know that you are my Princess."

Melissa giggled, "Don't be silly, who ever heard of an Irish Princess?"

Mica smiled, "Don't laugh, I have heard there were many Irish Kings, if there were Kings there were Princesses."

Billy chuckled, "Yeah! As fast as the Irish breed there had to be lots of princesses."

Dave smiled, "Have you heard about why they started using Irish people for medical experiments instead of dogs or monkeys? It is because they breed faster and you don't become attached to them like you do with dogs or monkeys." He ducked and the napkin Mica threw at him missed. 

Betsy jumped up, she glared at Mica, "DON'T YOU THROW THINGS AT DAVE." They all looked at her. Tears were trickling down her cheeks. She glanced around, "I just don't like that." Dave stood and turned her to face him. He looked at her seriously, "Were you protecting ME?"

"I don't know, I never act like that, I don't ever act that way." 

Dave leaned forward and gently brushed her lips with his, "Thank you, Miss Betsy, thank you very much. When Mica is throwing things, the safest place to be is right in front of the target."

"Oh! Yeah! You pick the target." Mica smiled evilly.

"Like I said, the safest place would be here." Dave touched Betsy over her heart with a fingertip. She looked up at Dave and then to Mica. She froze as she saw Mica holding a large butcher's knife. His arm whipped back and then forward. Her eyes closed and she felt a light impact over her heart. She looked down and saw a bright red carnation flower attached to her dress. Mica was smiling at her and she felt Dave quivering with laughter.

Melissa hurried to Betsy and took her in her arms, "You crazy Bastards leave this poor girl alone, you scared her to death. That joke is not funny."

Betsy looked at her, "Joke?"

"Yes! It was one of their sick jokes. They pulled it on me the first time I met Dave. I thought I was dead. But look at the bright side. Dave set you up and passed the dummy knife to Mica. After they did it to me Dave told me that they only do it to people they love or like a whole lot."




It Has to be Fate Pt. 04



The girl looked at Dave, "Oh! Really, I only do this to guys I like a lot too." The slap of her hand across Dave's face was like a pistol shot. She turned and hurried across the dance floor with her high heels clicking loudly. Half way across she stopped. Her shoulders were shaking. Dave ran to her and gently turned her around. 

"Please forgive me I ---" He stopped, she was laughing. "Gottcha!" She laughed. "Got ya good too!"

She walked back to the table leaving Dave staring after her. She looked at Mica, "You were a bit slow with the start of the twirl of the knife and I saw Dave's hand stick the flower on my chest. You guys set it up beautifully but you were both a little off on your performance." 

Dave, who had caught up with her, asked, "How did you know?"

She giggled and said, "I bought the same trick at a Magic Store for my brother's Christmas present." She looked up into Dave's eyes and asked, "Do you really only pull it on people you like a lot?"

Dave nodded his head as her looked solemnly down at her, "Only on people we like a whole lot. It is sort of a test. If you will forgive that, and laugh at it, you are a real keeper."

She looked into his eyes, reached a little hand up and touched his red cheek, she murmured, "I didn't mean to slap you that hard. Sorry!"

"That is the hardest I have ever been slapped in my life, and I didn't even steal a kiss first."

"You don't have to steal one from me, I'll give them to you."

Mica looked at Billy, "You are right Billy, this is the sort of mushy stuff that ruins the endings of all those cowboy movies."

Allison signaled the band and they began to play. Mica held Melissa's hand and nodded toward Allison. Melissa smiled and tapped his hand once. He grinned and turned to Allison, "Dear Lady, may I have the pleasure of this dance?"

"Why yes you may." She looked at Melissa, "May I borrow your husband for a while." Melissa smiled and said it was all right.

Mica and Allison danced one dance together then returned to the table. Mica held his hand out to Melissa and they moved out on the floor. Mica held her close and whispered in her ear. He told her Allison was looking for a replacement for Tony. She wanted a strong handsome young man who is single and unattached. He needed to be intelligent and capable of learning fast. He smiled and said, "He needs to be able to work under her until he learns the ropes and can take over the day to day operation of the club." Mica grinned, "I think he needs to be willing to work over her quite a bit too, particularly nights." He told her Allison said that the club was just a hobby for her and she lived there too. It gave her a nice interesting place to live and she got great service. If she lost the club, it would not effect her income at all. Her late husband left her very wealthy. 

Melissa smiled at him, she held him tight as they danced. She said, "I may just have someone in mind."

"Who? Anyone I know?"

"Yes, you know him, David."

"DAVE?"

"NO, DAVID! David Murphy, my brother. He loves the Keys and has always said he would move down here in a heartbeat if he could find a decent job."

Mica grinned, "You are right, he is a big guy and very good looking, seems smart too. What does he do now, I don't think he ever said?"

"David is the manager of a small bar and grill in Lynchburg, VA. He hates the place he lives and the area around there. It is not far enough from home for him. He feels like he never left home."

Mica kissed her gently and said, "I love you, Sweetie, let's go talk to Allison while the iron is hot."

They found Allison in the Club's office and Melissa told her about a friend named David who might be perfect for the job. Allison had her call him long distance from the office phone. Allison asked if she could put the call on the speaker phone so she could listen. Melissa agreed. Melissa got out her little address book and dialed the number. They heard the ring, then the phone was answered, "O'Brien's Irish Pub and Grill, Molly speaking."

"Molly, is David Murphy there please." The background music and noises were very loud. They listened for a few minutes then someone said, "I've got it, Molly, Hello, David Murphy speaking, how can I help you?"

"Hi, big boy, how about a kissy or two?"

"Who the hell is this?"

"Don't you remember me Sweetie pie?"

"Hell yes, I would know that sweet voice anywhere! What's wrong, did your hubby throw you out on your ear?"

"Not yet! Are you still looking for a better job?"

"Hey Babe, I was only kidding, I know he is the luckiest guy in the world."

"You didn't answer my question."

"Yeah! I am ready to quit. I want a raise and they are making excuses, hey, I am not making as much as the last guy that had this job. I have got their top line up much higher than ever. I am doing the books too. Something the other guy never did. Half of the reason the profits are higher is because I don't steal from them. I have applications in three other places now but I think I am going to just quit and move out west or something."

"Would you be interested in a job down in Marathon in the Florida Keys?"

"Hell Yes! How much do I have to pay them to work there?"

"David this is a much bigger place, It is a Club with dining, dancing and some apartments and suites. The club seats about 150 and there is room for another fifty in the bar. It is part of a resort. Can you handle it?" 

"Hell yes. I was the assistant manager at the Ski Resort at Timberline, The place you are talking about is no where near as big as it was. I did everything there too, but it was a dead end job, my boss's family owned the place."

Allison was smiling, "Tell him he will get a raise over what he makes now plus a free suite of rooms and free meals and the use of any of the Club's boats. We will pay his way home if he doesn't want the job after he sees the place."

Melissa repeated it all to David. 

"Wow! Who do I have to kill to get the job?"

Allison asked, "How soon can he get here?"

David said that he would be there Friday morning.

Melissa was grinning from ear to ear and she dug a picture of she and David out of her purse and showed it to Allison. Allison looked at the picture, "This can't be very old, you look the same, Melissa."

"That is about five months old."

"He looks big."

"Oh! He is big. He is six three and about two sixty. He is thirty four and has never been married."

Mica chipped in, "Allison, David is a big handsome guy, smart and personable with a good sense of humor. He is honest to a fault and works hard. My guess is that the two of you will get along just fine."

Allison smiled, "Is David related to Melissa?"

"Yes, he is one of her older brothers. I think you can teach him a lot. I think you can polish him some and have a real jewel."

Melissa covered her mouth and yawned. I'm getting sleepy, Honey, can we get Dawn and Billy and go back to the villa?

Mica jumped up, He took Melissa's hand and said, "Allison we are going fishing tomorrow and we will see you probably in the afternoon."

"I love to fish," said Allison, "I am planning on going too. My boat will be ready in the morning, bring your whole party and we'll have a good time. It is docked at the Marina you see as you cross the bridge after the causeway. Her name is 'The Duck Key Club'. I just call her 'Duckylub.' It works for me. The crew will have everything ready to shove off at eight, just bring your selves."

"Sounds good to us, see you then."

They found Dawn and Billy swaying to some dreamy music. Dave and Betsy were talking together and holding hands at the table. Dawn and Billy walked back to the table. Mica asked who wanted to go fishing in the morning at eight in a big sports fisherman belonging to the club. Everyone wanted to go. Dave made arrangements to pick Betsy up in the morning and found out she was staying only a block from where Dave had a motel room. Everyone would meet at the boat.

Dawn looked at Melissa when they were relaxing at the villa. "Honey, I think we need to give the two guys a nice relaxing shower together and see how tired we are when we are through.

Melissa giggled, "That sounds like fun, if I go to sleep in a corner please promise to throw a blanket over me."

Mica smiled, "You know you can't sleep without me, and vice versa."

Dawn said, "OK everyone get your clothes off right now. This old bitch is horny as hell after all that slow dancing with Billy rubbing his cock up against me."

Mica was the first one to the shower and got the water adjusted and was standing under the shower head letting the water cascade over his muscular shoulders. Melissa grabbed a bar of soap and started lathering him up. Dawn joined her and they soon had him covered in suds. Melissa took his erection and his testicles in her little hands and washed him thoroughly. Dawn soaped up her hands and joined Melissa in gently rubbing and caressing his balls while Melissa tenderly stroked his cock. Melissa and Dawn both jumped a little when they each felt a large soapy hand slip between their legs and wash their pussies. Billy grinned and tried to show no favoritism between the two cunts.

Billy found a washcloth and cleaned and rinsed the soap suds from each of them. He squirmed around and managed to lick each pussy carefully to be sure there were no traces of soap left. Mica lathered Dawn's breasts and washed them before turning to Melissa. Mica said, "Everyone rinse off and I'll shut the water off. Billy hand us the towels." They all tried to dry each other at the same time, with only moderate success. 

Melissa pushed Mica on his back on the couch. She kissed him deeply and then felt hands pressing her thighs apart. Dawn was behind her moving between her legs. 

Dawn's hands spread Melissa's ass cheeks and she buried her face between them until her nose was against the little pink rose bud and her tongue was slipping in and out of the slit between the fragile pussy lips. The odor of Melissa's arousal drew her like a magnet. Melissa rolled over and spread her legs for Dawn.

Dawn felt someone pull her gently away from Melissa. Billy said, "Dawn, Honey, I need you now, I want you so bad I can't wait anymore." He picked her up and carried her to their bedroom. Mica picked Melissa up and carried her to the other bedroom.

Mica put her on the bed and stood looking at her. She smiled sweetly at him, "What, why are you looking at me that way?"

"I am wondering about you?"

"Wondering?"

"Yeah! Wondering who you really want to be with anymore. I just don't know." He turned and walked over to the window and pulled back the drape. He stared out the window. He turned and looked at her, "I am afraid I am losing you."

"Losing me? OH! NO! That can never happen. Never, never, EVER happen! I only love you Mica. I only need you, just you, my darling husband. I don't NEED anyone else. Oh! God! You are jealous of Dawn and Billy! I thought that you wanted it that way so you could have sex with Dawn."

"No, I don't feel right about it. It sort of feels like incest to me I guess. I don't really know how I feel right now. They are my dearest friends in the world. I love both of them. But not like I love you. When you are making love to them, I have a terrible urge to tear them away from you and hurt them. It scares me. I guess I should just go off and let the three of you enjoy each other then come back when it is over."

Melissa walked to him and put a hand gently on his shoulder. "Mica, Sweetie, I love you. I will happily, and cheerfully do whatever you want to do about this, except THAT. Under no conditions will I EVER have sex without you present and preferably touching me."

Mica turned and took her in his arms. He smiled at her and pulled her close. "Thank you Melissa. I needed to hear that from your sweet lips. I need to work thing out in my mind for a while. Whatever I decide, I do not ever want to hurt Dawn or Billy over this."

"Mica, I know that. We leave for home day after tomorrow. I think I will be too tired to play tomorrow night after fishing. Then everything will cool off for a while by it's self. Right?"

"Yeah! I guess so." 

"Mica, Honey, You are my life, nothing else matters. Please, please, if anything bothers you again, do not let it hurt you, just talk to me about it before it hurts US. Anything that makes you at all uneasy is something I need to know about right away. It is not just you and I for very much longer. I do not feel our baby yet. When I do, everything changes, our child comes first for both of us then. At least that is how I feel."

"I will never have the physical connection you have to the child, but I already feel an emotional tie when I think about it. I guess that is only natural."

"Oh! I have that too, I know it is there and part of each us, but once I feel the baby move, it will be so wonderful. I can't wait to feel that. Right now, I want you to take me to bed and cuddle me and hold me tight. I need that, sweetie. I need it now!"

Mica pulled her into his arms and pressed his lips to hers. His kisses started gentle but soon grew more and more urgent and demanding. He growled low, deep in his throat, "Damn I love you little girl. I need to make love to you."

She pushed away from him, "Is that all you ever think about? Well, me too!" She ran giggling toward the bed. He was on her in a flash. Pushing her onto the bed and flipping her on her back. He jumped astride her body. His knees were on either side of her thighs and his powerful arms held his body above her body. He gently lowered himself until he was barely touching her. His lips closed around her lips and his tongue wiggled its way between her lips. She felt a leg lift over hers and insert its self between her legs. Then the other leg joined the first leg and forced her legs apart, his cock pressing hard against her pelvis. His arms lifted his torso above her and then his hands slipped behind her knees, lifting them over his biceps. Her hands flew to guide his cock into her vagina. She sighed with a beautiful and contented smile on her lips as the thick cock inched its way inside her. She felt the cushiony head rub along her most sensitive area and send thunderous pulses of joy through her body. He pulled slowly back out until only the very tip of his cock parted her inner lips, then he pressed forward , rubbing over the special spot again sending a blast of ecstasy through her again. This time he continued his thrust until he thudded against her pelvic area and hit against her clitoris, launching a wave of pure rapture from her clit to her toes and fingertips.

Melissa's eyes drifted shut and she thrilled to the sensations she felt when Mica's thick cock plunged slowly in and out of her wet sheath. Her legs were still over his arms while he was holding his body suspended between his toes and his hands and was thrusting with his hips. It felt so damned good she knew she was going to cum again for the umpteenth time since they went to bed. She was in mid-orgasm when she felt him change his rhythm. She opened her eyes and saw him watching her. She smiled and whispered, "Thank you Billy!"

Mica froze. He pulled his cock out as it shrank. He rocked back on his heels then twisted off the bed. He grabbed his shorts and she said , "Wait, where are you going?" He was gone. She heard the door slam.

Tears flooded from her eyes as she struggled to her feet. Then he was back. She watched him stride toward her. He looked in her eyes. "Say that again, what did you mean?"

"I said, 'Thank you Billy for taking Dawn to bed so I could have my Darling husband alone tonight.' What did you think I meant?" 

"I just hear the 'Thank you Billy.' and not the rest of it."

"I don't know if I got all of it out before you were gone. Mica, I don't know if I can live like this. This scares me. Do I have to think about what I say to you every time I open my mouth."

"Forgive me, 'Lissa. I am still not myself, I did better this time, I knew I was wrong before I left the villa. I still have in the back of my mind that I am loosing you." He moved closer to her and a huge smile crossed his face when she held her arms open to him.

"Mica, if you are trying to get rid of me this will not work, if that is what you want just come out and say so."

He crushed her in his arms, "NO! I love you. I am not trying to get rid of you. You have to know that! I have never loved anyone before. I am not real secure in believing you really love me the way I love you. After the deal with Tony, then with us taking Dawn and Billy into our sex lives, and then you ran off when you found out I was a fighter. I had acted like an ass when you went off with Tony and then I got shitfaced drunk." 

He looked at her. "Melissa, Baby, believe this, I love you and am terrorized by the thought of losing you." He held her and pressed his lips to her forehead. She lifted her head and touched her lips to his. 

Tears ran from her eyes, "God Mica, you have the sweetest lips in the whole world, I love you too. I think our love for Dawn and Billy led us away from what we really are, I don't want to share you. You are far too precious to me for that. I think you feel that way about me too! I think we need to be stronger in our love and understanding of each other. Trust is something we need to build and strengthen before we test it again, if we ever do."

"I agree, life has thrown a few hard balls at us already, we don't need to test our love ourselves so early in our lives together."

"Mica, Baby, we should never test our love for each other, surely life will test it enough without that." 

"I agree, we have enough to think about without that. They have finished surveying our lot next door for where they are going to be excavating and for the new roads. They have cleared a bunch of the trees away already and the big draglines will start piling up mountains of dirt soon. In a month or so big dump trucks will be passing our house all day long. There will be traffic and noise from dawn till dusk."

"How long will that last?"

"A couple of years if everything goes according to the plan."

"Well our baby should learn to sleep trough anything."

"If it gets too bad we can find a place to stay for a while. Hey! Do you remember the place we saw that you remarked was for sale back up near Islamorada?" 

"Do you mean the place on its own little island with the gated entrance?"

"That's the one, let's stop on our way home and check it out, OK?"

"Yes. It was a lovely looking place. Could we afford it?"

"If we can sell a gold bar!"

"No. I am afraid of that."

"I was kidding, we should have no problem paying cash for it. We could even finance it and pay it off with money from the fill or from our rents."

Mica said that the first payment of half a million was due from the fill in about two weeks. That had to be paid and performance bonds posted before any fill could be removed from their property.

"That place in Islamorada shouldn't cost more than sixty thousand, if that much. Oh! Did you notice the fishing boat tied up at the dock? I think they have a ramp too!" 

"Could we do that? I would really love having our own island. I guess we could, couldn't we?"

"We need to look into that on our way home. I'll check in the phone book and find a realtor and get the information on the place." He was back almost instantly, "I don't think I'll make too many friends at this hour in the night. I'll wait until first thing in the morning. Maybe I'll stay here and not go fishing with you guys."

"Then I won't go either, I going to be where ever you are. I want to see the place too." They crawled in bed and Melissa hugged Mica's back, her little hand over his soft warm cock. Sleep was almost instantaneous.

The next morning was beautiful. Mica placed a call to a Real Estate Agency at seven thirty and was surprised to get an answer. He explained what he was interested in and the agent was very familiar with the property. He gave Mica all the information on the property. 




It Has to be Fate Pt. 04



Mica relayed all the things he had learned to Melissa, Dawn, and Bill on the way to the boat. The owner wanted a fast sale, he was a PanAm pilot who could no longer pass his Flight Physical Exams. He was being retired and could no longer afford the house as a second home. There was a boat included if wanted. It was a three bedroom 3 ½ bath house and a garage with a guest cottage above it all on two and a half acres of island, it had city water and sewage, and a boat. The asking price for a quick deal was $85,000 with the boat.

Melissa looked at Mica, "Wow! That sounds wonderful. What did you tell the realtor?"

"I told him to get independent appraisals on everything , property, and boat. If he could get it done by then and if everything checked out I would make an offer this afternoon.

"Wow, you are in a hurry aren't you?"

"Yeah, he has an offer already but it is only for $55,000. The owner has until tomorrow to make up his mind, I am going to offer $65,000 if everything checks out."

Bill said, "Mica that place looked like a dream house, really nice landscaping and everything." Dawn agreed.

They pulled into the marina and parked near the boat belonging to the club. Allison walked over to meet them. Mica greeted her and told her that Melissa and he were not going because they were going to make an offer on a private island and they needed to check some things out.

Allison laughed, "There is only one place I know of that fits your description. That is Larry Bagley's place. He is desperate to sell quickly. I know Larry and Janette, his wife, very well, they are dear friends of mine. I know what he needs to get out of the place. He stole it when he bought it and hasn't put a lot more into it. The boat is first class, but he bought it right too. Farrell Downs offered him $55,000 for it and that is a decent offer. Larry hates Farrell and would jump on a close offer."

"We haven't even looked at the place yet, what do you think of it?"

"You both will love it, I do not think there will ever be a better private island available for any price. They do not exist. If you are really interested I think I can close the deal for you and save him the real estate commission. Would you like for me to call him. We can all run over there in my boat and you can see the place."

Dawn said, "Let's go, it sounds too good to be true." Everyone agreed it was worth looking at the island. The crew knew the place and had been there before. As the cruised along on the way, Allison said, "Did you say you are a pilot Mica?"

Mica grinned, "Actually, I am a pilot, Melissa and Billy are pilots too. Why do you ask?"

"I asked Because Larry has a wonderful airplane for sale too! I think he called it a Cessna 195. He says it is as well equipped with instruments and equipment as an airliner. Tony and I went with them to Miami and back one day. It was a lovely trip, very smooth and comfortable. If you are interested ask him about it."

It was about fifteen minutes later when the boat eased along side the dock in front of the large home surrounded by crystal-clear waters you could see every detail on the bottom. They were greeted by Larry, the owner, an older man. Larry explained his predicament and showed them the house and grounds. Melissa was very excited by the place. Dawn and Melissa whispered together constantly as they were shown around. The boat was a 32-foot Prowler, twin diesel sports fisherman, in excellent condition. 

Larry took Mica and Melissa aside and told them that he thought that they were just who he was looking for, a young couple who would love and appreciate the house and boat he loved so much. Melissa asked about the plane, he was surprised to discover that they were both Marine officers and that Melissa was a private pilot. She wanted to know all about the plane. 

Larry said it was a wonderful plane, he said that he found that four hour legs worked out fine for him. That took you 550 nautical miles with a nice reserve and was about as long as the average bladder lasted anyway. He said it had a fresh top overhaul on the engine and new radios, including one of the new Omni-range navigation receivers with glide slope indicator. It even had an auto-pilot. 

Melissa was more excited about the plane than she was about anything else. She led Mica off by themselves and said, "Oh Honey, can we afford all of this? Everything is perfect. The 195 has always been one of my dream planes. It is only a few years old and he is almost giving it away." She searched his eyes, "Can we do it?"

"What do you want? All of it?"

"Yes, it will be perfect for us, lots of room, beautiful, quiet, private, and secure. With the plane it is only eight hours from home. I think it will become 'home' very quickly. I know you love everything too. Can we do it?"

"Sure, we can do it if we want it. Let's go talk with Larry."

They found Larry and discussed everything with him. They reached an agreement very quickly and both parties were happy with the agreement. The whole deal was contingent upon everything passing a certified survey as to condition. Larry said they could take possession as soon as the money changed hands. Mica said he would write him a check as soon as an agreement could be drawn up by an attorney. 

They shook hands and Larry grinned and said that all he was taking was his personal possessions and his toothbrush. Then he sobered, "I am very happy about this, I hate leaving here but I can't travel much longer, I have only a few more months left to live, I need to get my wife settled in our home in Miami. She stayed here most of the time. I have a caretaker and his wife who has been living in the apartment above the garage, they are jewels, he maintains everything for me and she keeps house for Janette, my wife and I for a minimal cost. You might want to keep them on at least for a while until you get used to things."

"Tell them nothing will change for now if they will agree to stay on, OK. I have to be back in North Carolina Monday Morning and I may be a while before I get back."

The older man grinned, "If the bank can wire your bank this afternoon and get a wire clearing your funds you could fly the Cessna back to North Carolina in about eight hours with a stop in Jacksonville for fuel. Leave your car here until you get back." 

Melissa screamed, "YES! Oh! Yes! How far are we from the Marathon Airport?"

"Right at twenty miles. I have thought about putting amphibious floats on her. They would slow her down about 7 knots I think and cut way back on the useful load. The ramp here has handled Repubic Seabee amphibs before.

"I never thought the losses In speed and load outweighed the gain in thirty minutes on this end." He looked at both of them, "Do either of you have time in radial engines or tail draggers?"

Melissa giggled. "Mica has a few thousand hours in SNJs, DC3s, SNBs and the Douglas Skyraiders, all with radial engines. I Have no radial engine experience at all but I have flown taildraggers. Mica has explained very clearly to me how radial engines start."

Larry smiled a little, "I do not believe I have heard that, how does it work?

"Well, you hit the starter and count six prop blades go by, then turn the mags to BATT. Then the engine cylinders spit and belch smoke or fire and are really voting on whether to run or not. If enough cylinders vote to run it starts, if not it quits. Then you start over until it gets enough votes to run."

Larry laughed, "Honey, your man has the secret about radials, one thing though, if the cylinders vote to run, they are likely to keep running, until YOU tell them to stop."

Micas smiled, "Yeah we had a radio controlled drone target F6F Hellcat get out of control and head off on it's own. We tried to shoot it down but it wouldn't co-operate. I flew up along side of it and it had been hit badly in the engine. The cowling around the engine was full of holes, some quite large. Gobs of flame and smoke pumped out of the holes but it kept on going. Finally after we made six more firing passes at it, the engine fell off the fuselage. I believe the engine was still running when it hit the water."

"Young man, that is exactly what I mean. The only weak spot with the radial engine is over cooling during a low power rapid descent from altitude. You just plan to descend further out carrying some power and the problem is gone. If you are both free in the morning I can give you a checkout in the morning. I have the handbook and the logs here and you can take them with you to study tonight." 

"We may stop and look at her this afternoon, if it is alright, is she hangared?"

"No, I gave up my hangar space last month, she is tied down at the FBO, Marathon Aviation." As they were leaving the old man pulled Melissa aside, "Mrs. McDermott, may I see your ring, it has fascinated me all morning." Melissa held out her hand and he looked closely at the ring. "He said, "That is the most gorgeous Sapphire I have ever seen. It has to be bigger than any I have ever heard of. I have been an amateur gemologist for many years. You could buy a hundred places like this for what that is worth. You know that don't you." Mica had drifted back and silently listened. 

Melissa smiled, "Yes, Sir, we are aware of the value of the ring, I get very uncomfortable when it is off of my finger and if someone else puts it on it burns them."

"OH My God, a real cursed Royal ring! I have heard of them before. The ring has accepted you as Royalty. I believe it will protect you from harm Your Highness. May God Bless You, Madam. You have made me very happy by letting me touch it."

Mica asked, "Larry, we have a place in North Carolina that has a 3300 foot long, straight, fairly level road. With the proper permits we should be able to operate from there can't we?"

"Sure, you can land and take off in half of that if you are less than a couple of thousand feet above sea level."

Mica thought out loud, "If we can get a permit we can keep the plane in our yard, build a hangar for it. Shouldn't be a problem. We could be in Lynchburg in an hour and a quarter. I don't know if there is an airport closer to Clifton Forge."

Melissa said, "Come on Honey, they are calling us. So long Larry, we will see you soon."

Back aboard, they asked Ashley to take them back to the dock because they had work to do. They went directly to the Barnett Bank in Marathon. They talked to a Vice President and explained their problem. He grinned at Melissa, "I saw you at Duck Key Club last night your Highness. We will open an account for you here. Can you give me the name of your bank in Havelock, North Carolina, please." Mica pulled out his billfold and provided a card from the bank president with the required information. The banker asked them to excuse him. He went into the bank president's office. Five minutes later he was back. He smiled, Mr. McDermott, how much to you want to transfer to your new account?"

Mica smiled back, "$250,000.00 ought to be ample for now, if you please."

"Yes Sir Mr. McDermott, I'll be right back." Five minutes later he was back.

"Sir, the transfer is being confirmed by bank wire, it will only take a few moments. You can call and I will talk to Larry Bagley for you, assuring him there is ample money in your local account for your transaction with him." 

An hour later they met Larry at the Marathon Air service office and walked out to the airplane. It was a beautiful white with light blue trim. The paint was flawless, everything seemed to be in super good condition. The interior was roomy with two seats in front and a wide bench seat for three in back. There was a spacious baggage compartment bearing a placard stating that a maximum of 220 pounds of baggage was permitted.

Mica, Melissa and Larry did a walk around and Larry showed them what to look for and how things should and should not look. Mica did another walk around and only missed one item. Melissa did one and didn't make a mistake. 

They climbed aboard. Larry put Mica in the left seat and took the right seat himself. Larry grinned, "Mica, see if your theory on starting radial engines works." Mica located the proper levers, switches, and controls. He turned on the fuel, primed the engine and then hit the starter button. He counted six blades of the prop and switched the magnetos to the BATT position. The engine coughed a couple of times and a puff of smoke or two came from the exhaust. Then it caught and after a moment of roughness it smoothed out and idled nicely when he reduced the throttle to the idle position. Larry helped Mica get the radios set up and Mica called for clearance to taxi for a Visual Flight Rules take off. He was advised that they were taking off to the east as he taxied to the west. The tail wheel lock was left unlocked because the visibility was similar to that in the AD5s he flew in Asia. A lot of S-turns were required to see where you were going. Larry had a big smile on his face, he winked at Melissa and gave her a thumbs up signal.

When they reached the end of the runway Mica parked and went through the takeoff check list. When it was complete, Larry talked Mica through the full power engine run-up. Mica looked back at Melissa. She nodded, he keyed the mike, "Marathon Tower, Cessna 3131 Charlie ready for takeoff."

The tower cleared them for take off and Mica taxied on to the runway and pushed the throttle all the way forward. The tail came up quickly and the directional control was good. At about sixty knots he released the forward pressure on the control wheel and the nose rose as they lifted off the runway. Mica trimmed the elevators with the lovely varnished wooden trim wheel. He adjusted for a 110 knot cruise/climb. He was impressed with the stability and quietness of the plane. It did not feel like a light plane. It felt solid and responded nicely to control inputs. He leveled at 2500 feet and throttled back to 2000 rpms on the tachometer. The air speed indicator said they were cruising at 164 knots. Larry checked Mica out on the autopilot and the radios. Mica started a gentle turn back to the west. He called the tower and told them he was ten miles east of the field for landing. There was no other traffic so he shot four touch and go landings and then a full stop. He taxied back to the parking area. Larry helped him find the right spot. They made arrangements for the plane to be refueled.

Back at the villa they met Billy and Dawn. Melissa told Dawn and Billy about the plane ride and asked them to go up with them later that afternoon. Larry had recommended he use the insurance company he used, it turned out to be the same one Mica, and Melissa used, United Services Automobile Association. USAA was a member owned association of active duty and ex military officers. They also insured homes, boats, and planes for members. It was easy to transfer the house, boat and plane policies to Mica's account. 

Billy used the phone when Mica was through. He called and got permission from the Air Base Commander to land a Civilian Aircraft at Cherry Point Marine Corps Air Station and tie it down for several days until the Marine owner found accommodations for the plane.

Dave and Betsy stopped by and said they had had a wonderful time fishing. They were going to leave together for North Carolina in the morning in Dave's car and make a leisurely trip of it.

When they left Mica smiled at Melissa, "I think Dave is hooked on that little girl. He held her hand like he was afraid she would get away."

"I noticed she never once looked anywhere but at him." Melissa laughed.

Dawn giggled, "Wow! Boy, he is a REAL hunk of man."

Billy said, "Humph! What are Mica and I, chopped meat?"

Dawn laughed, "No, not exactly, but you guys are not in his class."

Mica was expressionless, "True, but did you check out Betsy's figure, beautifully shaped large boobs, slim waist and trim hips, with long well shaped legs, some kinda nice? Right Billy?"

"You can say that again Mica! Really choice stuff!"

Melissa looked at Mica, "Let's go flying again if the two of you can stop drooling over that girl." The four friends drove to the airport and stopped at the Pilot's Shop where Mica bought all the supplies he thought he might need for the trip including an E6B calculator, charts and Jeppesen approach plates for the east coast. He got temporary tie down anchors and a few other items. Melissa and Dawn looked through the lady pilot's wear section and each bought a jump suit to fly in.

They inspected the plane again and Mica untied it and removed the wheel chocks. He unlocked the cabin and climbed in, he made his way forward and slipped into the right hand seat. He beckoned Melissa to the left, or command pilot's seat. Tears ran from her eyes as she sat down and buckled in. She looked at Mica, she mouthed, 'I love you.' Then she began checking switches. Mica picked up the prestart check list and read the items off for her. When the list was complete she started the engine without a problem. Mica grinned at her. She called the tower and taxied out.

They did the checks and Melissa had them in the air in no time. She was in complete control of the plane and she was very pleased with the way it flew. She stayed in the traffic pattern and shot four touch and go landings. Her first two were a litte rough. She had a problem with directional control transitioning to the tail wheel on the runway attitude. Mica grinned at her and leaned over and locked the tail wheel for her. The next two landings were perfect. Her last landing was full stop and they taxied back to the parking area. 

When she climbed out of the plane Mica pulled Melissa into his arms and kissed her. She was tight and stiff. Dawn and Billy watched them. 

Mica didn't let her go. He softly said. "So Miss Melissa, how long has it been since you made a landing in a tail dragger?"

She thought a minute, "About three years."

"Do you think there is a chance you might be a tiny bit rusty?"

She looked into his eyes, "Mica, I love you more and more each day. You always know how to calm me down and make me feel better."

"I just know you did better than you had any right to expect after that long, you were never dangerous at all, in fact you were damned near perfect. This plane handles so nicely in the air you forget that, like all beautiful girls, there are times they need a strong hand to keep them on the straight and narrow."

She looked up at him, "How long has it been since you flew a tail dragger?"

"Dear girl, I am a professional pilot, I do it for a living, you are an amateur, a very skilful one, but none the less, an amateur. You have three hundred hours in the air and I have ten times that much."

Billy added, "Young lady, you are as good as many pros, both of you are naturals, but he has a vast edge in experience over you. He doesn't want to compete with you anyway. What do you want him to do, crash to make you feel better?"

"Hell no! Billy. I like it like it is, he is one of the best, I love to learn from him, I never expect to be better at it than he is, I just don't want him to be ashamed of me."

"That will never happen, Sweetie, You are way too good for that, unless you are talking about your cooking."

Her head whipped around, "WHAT?"

Mica was grinning at her, "Gotcha!"

They went back out to the Island and talked with Larry. His wife, Janette, took Melissa and Dawn off for a more detailed tour of the house. Larry told Mica that the funds for the sale were now in his account and that everything now belonged to them. He said he would appreciate it if Mica would give him several days to vacate the premises. Mica said he could have until the following Friday. Larry was very pleased. They went looking for the ladies and found them in the kitchen talking to an older man and woman. They were introduced to Mica as Tom Collins, the caretaker, and his wife Mary. Mica saw that Melissa was already comfortable with them and he assured them that they would need them to stay and help them. He told them that they had a home in North Carolina too, and that it might be several years before they moved down full time but that they would be spending a lot of time there.




It Has to be Fate Pt. 05



This is a story about a young Marine Corps pilot during the era between the Korean War and the Viet Nam War. Reading the previous parts will lead to a better understanding of the plot and the characters.

*

First Lieutenant Melissa McDermott sat at her desk reading a draft of the Annual Personnel Status Report for the Air Wing. There was a rap on her door. She looked up and was surprised to see the Commanding General. As she jumped to her feet she noticed her best friend Dawn Masters was with him. She saw the expression on Dawn's face and her heart froze. She grabbed the edge of the desk to hold herself up. "Ggood aafternoon sssir! she stammered. 

The General said, "Sit down Honey, it is about Mica. He was in a crash in Rosy Roads, he is alive and in the hospital. We don't have a condition report as yet but they said it may be serious but doesn't appear to be life threatening. We are waiting for a report at any minute. Dawn was at the 'O' Club where the Officer's Wives Club officers were meeting with myself and the Base Commander when I got the message. I brought her with me."

Dawn had moved to embrace Melissa and hold her. She whispered, "Pray, girl, pray with me." Melissa closed her eyes and her lips moved silently. She looked up at the General, "Sir, thank you for coming yourself, and bringing Mrs. Marker with you."

"Sweetheart, I have known your husband since he was a little kid. He and my twin daughters played together when they were little. His dad was my first classman when I was a plebe at the Academy. My wife had Mica picked out as a husband for either of our daughters. Charlie, his dad, and I served together several times over the years and our families are very close. I had his dad notified as soon as I heard."

The phone on Melissa's desk rang and the general reached for it, "General Whaling here." He said. "Hello, Charlie. Have you heard anything yet?"

"Admiral that is good to hear, she is here with me, excuse me while I tell her." He looked at Melissa, "Mica is doing fine, he has cuts and bruises and some chipped bones on his head but he will recover just fine." He turned and listened to the phone, "Right Charlie, I'll brief her. She can represent both of us, that should give her plenty of horsepower. The board should convene day after tomorrow, we like to have them while everything is still fresh in everyone's minds. I'll cut orders for her too, Admiral. I'll call you later at home as soon as we get the official doctor's report. Would you like to talk to her?" he glanced at Melissa. "Here she is Charlie, Mica chose very well." The General handed the phone to Melissa.

She took the phone and spoke to Mica's father. Then she listened attentively, nodding her head from time to time. She pulled a pad and pen over in front of her and made some notes. Tears started down her cheeks, she said, "Yes Dad, I have been praying for him ever since he left. He is my whole life." She listened again. Then she said, "Tell her I love her too, I love both of you. I'll bring him safely home, I promise." She said goodbye and hung up. 

The General took the phone and dialed a number, then turned and spoke rapidly to someone for several minutes. He turned back to Melissa, "Lieutenant, I am having orders cut sending you to Roosevelt Roads as my representative to the Accident Investigation Board, which will convene day after tomorrow. You will also be representing Admiral McDermott, COMLANT. You'll be a non-voting member of the board, you have all the rights and duties of the other members but you do not vote. You will submit your findings in a report to me with a copy to Admiral McDermott. He's sending a P2V executive transport aircraft to take you there and bring you and Mica and any other injured personnel back here. I'll send a team of officers and men on that plane too. Do you need to return home to get ready to go? You need to wear utilities down there most of the time."

"No Sir. I have everything I need in my 'Ready Gear' plus I have another Class A outfit here too. I'm good for a week without doing laundry."

"If you would like, Dawn and I'll stay here with you until we get notified of an ETA for the P2V." He looked at Melissa and grinned, "When I was at the Naval War College about ten years ago Admiral McDermott was the president there. Mica dated my girls almost every weekend. It was one or the other or both of them. They were both in love with him. He loved both of them too, but he wasn't 'IN LOVE' with them. At the Senior Prom at John Rogers High School in Newport, RI, he took both of them to the prom. We had heard that there were going to be some wild parties afterward. I made Mica promise he would look after both of them. I remember him looking me in the eye and saying, "Colonel, I always look after them, but I'll be extra vigilant tonight, I promise!" and damned if he didn't.

"A couple guys were feeding the girls spiked punch and talked them into going off with them to another party. Mica said they could not go. All four of them argued with him but he wouldn't back down. Mica told the boys the only way they could go was over him. They invited him outside. He went out and came back with a bloody nose and a black eye. The other two ended up in the emergency room. 

"He brought the twins home and the girls were devastated by how beat up he was. They cried and cried over how they had treated Mica. He stayed away for about two weeks and drove them crazy. It was never the same after that.

"Every time I talk to one of them they always ask about him. They are each happily married with kids, but they still love Mica."

The general looked at Melissa and saw she was crying. She sniffed, "I feel so sorry for them, it would kill me if I lost him." 

Dawn had tears in her eyes too, she said, "He is that way, if he tells you he will do something, you can count on it."

The phone rang and the general nodded for Melissa to take the call. She was told that the Navy P2V aircraft was going to be in Cherry Point in twenty minutes. The general said his driver would take her to Base Ops to catch the plane. She gathered up some things and loaded up her brief case. Melissa was waiting when the P2V taxied up and loaded the passengers. 

During the flight she was asked if she wanted to visit the flight deck. She said yes and was allowed to fly the plane. She took the controls and made a few gentle turns then got back on course. The pilot smiled at her, "You look like you know what you are doing, are you a pilot?"

"Yes, I love flying. My husband and I have our own plane. You taxied right past it when we were leaving."

"You don't mean that beautiful white and blue Cessna 195 on the Base do you?"

"That's our baby."

"Boy, the Marines must pay much better than the Navy does."

She looked at him innocently, "Well, he does get flight pay."

"What is he, a General?"

"No, he is only a Captain."

"Really, you are the first Lady Marine I have met who was married to another Marine Officer, is he a pilot too?"

"Yes, he is a Naval Aviator and a Civil Pilot too. He has a land and sea, single, multi-engine, instrument, hot-air balloon, and instructor ratings. Sniff, Sob. Oh my God!"

"Hey, are you OK?"

"I guess so, I'll be alright. I was just thinking about him. He is in a hospital in 'Rosie Roads', he crashed in bad weather earlier today. I'm so damned scared he is hurt worse than they are telling me."

"Hold on girl, we'll get you there as fast as we can. We will get there about eleven o'clock so the daily storms should be about gone."

It was after midnight when Melissa stood looking at the bandaged face of her husband, he was sedated and did not react as she kissed his cheek. She sat on the side of his bed, held his hand, cried, and prayed. A nurse briefed her on his condition and said she thought he would be up and walking in the morning. She went to the quarters she had been assigned and slept fitfully until her alarm went off in the morning.

She had a quick breakfast and went to the hospital. When she got to Mica's room she was surprised to see it was crowded with men. She recognized two in bathrobes as being pilots from his squadron. They were talking and laughing. Mica's back was to her and he was sitting up on the side of the bed. 

One of the men, a sailor, said, "Captain, you have to be one of the strongest people I have ever seen. Petty officer Perkins and I just couldn't stop you when you were humping through that mud in the cane field. Hell, you shook us off like we were nothing a couple of times."

She heard Mica chuckle, "My visor was covered with mud and I would get hung up on something and I was trying to get away from that burning plane. When you finally got my helmet and oxygen mask off I could see what was going on. Then I sort of blacked out, what happened then?"

"Well the chopper was hovering with its skids on the ground but couldn't land in that soft mud. We told you to get in. We forgot to disconnect the lanyard from your 'May West' lifejacket to your life raft. When you tried to climb in it jerked you back and your chin and face hit the bottom of the door. It knocked you out cold."

Mica said, "Damn, I promised my sweet wife I would take care of myself, she is going to be pissed off when she sees me."

Melissa stepped into the room and said, "No Sweetie, I'm just happy to see you are feeling better." Mica's head jerked around and he jumped up and hurried to her. They hugged and she found the left side of his mouth appeared unhurt so she kissed him there. She wiped her eyes and saw everyone grinning. Mica introduced her to everyone. The sailors were part of the rescue team that took Mica from the crash site to the hospital. The two VMF-312 pilots had crashed too but were uninjured and had only been held overnight for observation. Mica said, "Wow! How did you get here so fast?"

His wife smiled sweetly, "They asked me if I would like a tropical vacation in a Caribbean Resort in paradise and I said yes! So here I am! Are you happy to see me."

"God Yes, my love, my Princess, my wife."

"Ma'am if he ain't happy to see you I sure am." said one of the sailors.

Melissa smiled, "If you are one of the men who got my husband out of that burning wreck, I owe you a huge debt of gratitude."

"The other sailor spoke up, "Ma'am, Lieutenant, we didn't get him out, he did that himself. We just tried to get him into the rescue helicopter. Every time we would stop him he would break loose and hump off through that mud bog. He is as strong as an ox."

Melissa looked lovingly at her man, "I know that, what you don't know is that he is a world class hand to hand combat fighter. He breaks bones when he hits people. He is also the sweetest, gentlest, most loving man in the world. He is my hero, and my knight in shining armor, I love him dearly." 

A nurse came in and chased everyone but Melissa out of the room. She changed Mica's dressings and pointed out the stitches and later showed her how to change the bandages. She told her that he should have the sutures removed in ten days. A doctor came in and checked everything from the condition of the cuts to Mica's reflexes. He said they would release Mica to her any time. Melissa had a car and driver waiting outside and they went to the VMF-312 Headquarters tent where they found LTCOL Marker.

Billy was glad to see Mica up and about and was amazed that Melissa was with him. He told Mica that the Accident Investigation Board would meet the next morning and that he would have to appear before them. "I don't like this, they sent some wheel of a headhunter down to sit on the board and report directly to the Wing Commander and COMLANT. I heard he is a nonvoting member but the Generals and Admirals can over-ride the board's findings. This independent outside member has me worried."

Melissa smiled, "Don't worry about the nonvoting member of the board. They were all on the plane I flew down on last night. I took a nap in the bunk in the VIP cabin. The nonvoting member took a nap at the same time."

"WHAT! The nonvoting member slept with you?"

"There was only one bunk, silly, and I can guarantee the nonvoter will give you a fair hearing."

Billy looked incredulous, "You can guarantee it?"

Mica smiled at her, "You are the nonvoting member, right?"

Melissa giggled, "I sure am. So just get your story straight

between you."

"Honey, we have been instructed not to discuss the case. We will just tell the truth as we see it."

"Sugar, I knew that. That is what I will do too."

Mica grinned at his friend and commanding officer, "Billy, I am going to go take a nap, how about we meet you at the Navy Officer's Club for 'Happy Hour' and dinner?"

"Great, they don't allow utilities at the Club, civvies or Class 'A's?"

Melissa said she had a little sundress and some flat sandals with her. Mica told Billy they would be in civvies. They snuggled together for a nice nap, they met Billy at the Club and had an early dinner. They all met again in the morning in the Headquarters tent of VMF-312, Melissa went in the meeting room with the other members of the board. The president of the board was a full Colonel, there was a Lieutenant Colonel, two Majors and two captains on the board. Melissa was introduced to everyone and her status was explained.

The Colonel looked at her, "Lieutenant McDermott, I am Colonel John Stuart, are you related to Captain McDermott, one of the principals in this case?"

"Yes Colonel, I am proud to be the wife of Captain Micaiah McDermott. However, that will not effect the way I approach the task before this board. My sole concern is that the true cause of the accident be found in order to prevent further accidents from happening. I think I need to say I am a general aviation pilot with 'private', single and multi-engine, and instrument ratings. My husband and I own our own airplane and fly it weekly, often on cross-country instrument flights. I cannot believe he made an error in judgment. He is the most careful and professional pilot with whom I have ever flown. I am also aware that the requirements of the military mission are vastly different than those of a private trip."

"Thank you Lieutenant McDermott. I think that clarifies things for us. Feel free to ask questions at any time, we all have the same goal here."

The basic facts of the accident were read by a clerk including aircraft type, bureau numbers, total aircraft time, time on engine since overhaul. The maintenance records and the 'gripe' sheets were submitted. The profile of the pilot, 1st Lt. Mike Adams was read including total flight hours, hours as aircraft commander, time in type, ratings, and so forth. Adams' record was good with no prior accidents. He was called and sworn and gave his version of the accident. He praised his flight leader, Mica, for noticing the sailboat off the end of the runway and telling them how to make the approach to the runway.

When the other members had finished questioning him Melissa asked him how much input he had had in planning for the flight. He said he had no part in planning for the flight but had carefully reviewed the plan and verified the information in the plan. Then she asked him who in his opinion was the most competent pilot in the squadron. He said it was easily Mica.

He was dismissed and they discussed the accident and arrived at the conclusion that pilot error was not a factor in view of the fact that he was led into an impossible situation. Although he was attempting a wave off when his plane ran out of fuel and crashed on the side of the runway his aircraft was repairable.

The next pilot was 2nd Lt. Fred Johnson, his accident was next. He was the least experienced of the three pilots. He too praised Mica for letting his men land before he did. His admiration for Mica was evident. His story was basically the same except that he actually saw the runway and touched down on the left side far down the runway, his left wheel went into the dirt and broke off causing the plane to spin onto the asphalt and come to a stop on the end of the runway. His aircraft was also repairable. 

Last was Mica. He was far more experienced than the other two. He had over 3700 hours of military flight time. One of the majors shook his head, "Wow! That is over twice the time I have."

The number of service schools he had completed surprised Melissa. A large number of these were done on his own time while he was on leave. He completed five Escape and Evasion schools by the Navy, Air Force and the Army. He was first in his class in every one of them. He had completed a Navy School on LORAN, an electronic long range navigation device and the Air Force School on Celestial Navigation. (He had already taken the Navy school.)

The board called Mica in and asked the same questions as they had asked the other two pilots. When they were through, the president of the board asked if Melissa had any questions. She said she had a few things she wanted clarified. She asked, "Captain McDermott, did you have any input in planning the flight from Cherry Point to Rosie Roads?"

"Yes I did. It was my flight plan we used, I drew it up at the direction of the squadron commander, LTCOL Marker."

"Thank you, was there a problem with the route?"

"Yes, the mission of the flight was two fold. First we were to demonstrate the capability of Marine Aviation to rapidly deploy our aviation assets to a distant airbase using existing facilities and not entering any foreign nation's airspace. Second we were to demonstrate that on arrival we could support our ground forces by providing air cover and close air support. Given the available facilities and the limited range of the FJ-2 there was no other rout we could take. I would like to state at this time that we accomplished both objectives of the mission. Colonel Marker arrived here with a formidable force of twenty combat ready fighter aircraft."

"What do you think caused the three accidents with your flight resulting in the loss of the whole flight? Do you hold yourself responsible for those losses?"

Mica looked at her thoughtfully, "Lieutenant McDermott, I was the flight commander, I did not complete the assigned mission successfully, and therefore, ultimately, I failed to complete that mission."

Melissa said, "Captain, you did not answer my question, what caused that failure?"

"I have thought long and hard about that, I can find nothing I would have done different given the information I received about the weather conditions at Roosevelt Roads."

"Sir, are you saying that the information you received from the weather forecast briefing in Guantanamo and the existing weather report you received enroute from the tower here were incorrect?"

"Either that or I grossly misinterpreted them."

"I see, then let me ask you this, Captain, do you feel the tower here at Rosie Roads gave your flight adequate assistance after you contacted them upon your arrival here."

"Ma'am, after the initial contact I requested GCA approaches and was told the unit was not available and was for training purposes only, I was never able to contact them again. The tower was of no assistance what-so-ever."

"Captain, you sound a bit angry about that."

"Lieutenant, I am sorry, I was unprofessional in my answer, I stand corrected. However, it is my feeling, and I have not been able to verify this, that the tower operator was not qualified or a trainee without supervision. This is strictly an unverified opinion for whatever it is worth."

"Thank you Captain, Mr. President, I have no further questions for Captain McDermott, I would like to hear from the tower personnel next if possible."

"Lieutenant McDermott, we will take a fifteen minute break. The tower people will be testifying next."

Mica was excused and Melissa followed him outside the tent. She walked up to him and stood in front of him. "I love you and want to hug and kiss you but I can't do it here."




It Has to be Fate Pt. 05



He tried to smile but he winced from the pain of the cuts on his lips. "I love you beyond all reason, Princess. I'm glad you are through beating up on me in there. I'm sure glad you like me, I think you could be real bitchy with someone you didn't like."

"Oh Sweetie, I wasn't trying to hurt you, I just wanted to bring out the truth about the accident without showing how much I adore you."

"Honey, I knew what you were doing, I am just teasing. You did a much better job than some of the other board members who never opened their mouths."

When the recess was over Mica and his wingmen waited outside for the hearing to end. After twenty minutes the meeting adjourned for lunch. They were told to be back at one o'clock. Mica waited for another 45 minutes before Melisa and the others came out. Mica was talking with LTCOL Marker when Melissa found him. Billy suggested they go to the Officer's Mess for lunch. They agreed and walked to another tent. The meal was buffet style. Mica opted for a grilled cheese sandwich and a bowl of vegetable soup. Billy had a hamburger and fries and Melissa had soup and a salad. 

Melissa was very warmly greeted by everyone in the tent. They all knew her well. Probably better that they knew the other squadron wives, because as an officer herself she visited the squadron more than the other wives did. Mica was teased abut how often she was there. They said she came down to see how 'real men' looked. Or because she was looking for a date. It was just good natured teasing and it didn't bother Mica or his wife at all. It did not go on that day.

Melissa rejoined the board after lunch. In an hour the three pilots were called back in to hear the findings of the board. They stood in front of the board and the Colonel said, "Good afternoon Gentlemen! Let's not waste any time. We found that there was no pilot error involved in any of the accidents. We further determined the each of you performed in a professional manner and were able to reduce the possible damage to the aircraft by superior airmanship.

That is except for Captain McDermott who showed magnificent airmanship by landing on the centerline of the runway and skillfully missing many vehicles and men on the runway. The arresting gear was incorrectly rigged and he had no braking action due to hydroplaning. Unfortunately his was the only aircraft damaged beyond repair.

"We determined that the causative factor in these accidents was the lack of training and of improper supervision of the Navy tower controllers.

"I want to thank all the members of the board for their participation in these investigations. I would especially like to thank Lieutenant McDermott, who demonstrated a superior knowledge of airmanship and pilotage. Ma'am I would greatly appreciate a copy of your report to the Wing Commander if possible. I will submit a report of my own indicating how professional and helpful you were. Lady and gentlemen this meeting is adjourned."

Two hours later Melissa and Mica rested comfortably in the VIP cabin of the P2V plane as it cruised at 8,000 feet headed for North Carolina. Melissa turned to Mica and grinned, "Want to become a member of the mile and a half high club?"

Mica smiled and nodded. "Yeah! I sure do. Does that door lock?"

"Yes it sure does, here, help me, these seats fold out to make a bed. Mica helped her and started unbuttoning his uniform. When they were both nude, she laughed, "Damn! I just remembered you are not supposed to exert yourself for a few days. Don't worry though, you just lie back and I'll do everything. Oh! Damn! You are as hard as a rock, I think maybe you missed our loving, I KNOW I did."

She straddled his hips and leaned forward gently pressing her lips to the left side of his mouth. The tip of her tongue tenderly parted his lips and wiggled inside his mouth. He could feel her wet warmth against his cock. She wiggled her hips a little from side to side. The sensation of her movements across his cock quickly had him on the verge of a climax. She felt his body tense and she stopped instantly. 

"Oh! Honey, you are so hot you almost came didn't you? Here, kiss my nipple, you know what I like there." She moved up over him and gently rubbed the turgid nipple across his lips. She moaned softly as he sucked hard on her nipple. She lifted a little and moved the other nipple to his lips. Her mind went to the baby growing in her belly. She wondered how it was going to feel when it nursed, sucking the milk from her breasts. A tingle shot through her body. She lifted again and slid down until her pussy rested over his cock. She reached down and guided his pulsing cock into her vagina. She slowly lowered her body over him, feeling his wonderful penis slide up into her body. Her bottom bumped against his pelvis. Pleasure radiated from her clit through her body.

She needed to feel that again and this time she dropped faster. The bump of joy hit again. She lifted higher this time and felt the head of his cock rub against the sensitive spot on the front top of her sheath. Melissa lifted a little more 'til only the tip of his cock was against the lips of her pussy. She lowered again, her breath catching as his cock again dragged across that special place that triggered a sudden gush of her fluids. She was in a rhythm now and bounced up and down with her eyes half closed and a contented smile on her lips. Mica stiffened as he neared his orgasm, she didn't notice so he slid his hands under the rump and stopped her with her pussy tightly clinched around his shaft. "I am about to cum, Sweetie."

"OH! Wonderful! Do you want me to keep going, or can I bring you off with my mouth? I love to do that."

"Mel, I'm just worried that you need more, I haven't done a thing."

"Hey big guy, that was the whole idea, remember? Besides I have been cuming like crazy since about the second time I bounced off your hard belly. I just want you to be as satisfied as I am." As she spoke she slipped back down over his legs. Her hands and her mouth found his rampant cock. Her hands twisted in opposite directions while they slipped up and down his throbbing cock just an inch from her lips. 

Mica moaned softly as the soft warm mouth encircling his shaft reached the point where he was about to cum. He murmured, "Babe, I'm ready, here it comes. Her eyes met his as his head strained forward, his eyes partly closed, his lips working as he said he loved her.

Melissa's hands and lips closed firmly around the shaft on the upward motion then loosened on the downward motion, she was milking the creamy seed from his cock. When she got the last spurt she smiled and swallowed. She carefully licked their mingled juices from his softening cock. She reached for her bag and found a towel to clean both of them with. 

She kissed the corner of his mouth, "Was that good for you Sweetie? I needed that so I can relax. I miss not making love to every night. I just do not feel right if I do not have my sweet husband every night."

"I miss you too girl. I just do not sleep well if I don't have your lovin'. He looked at her, "Do you miss Billy's cock too?"

"Hell, NO! His was nice for a couple of minutes, No way was it better, it was just different for a bit, then I wanted you. No one else makes me feel so loved completely and content as you do, Sweetie, No one! With you, we make emotional love as well as physical sex. It is just totally different with you." They snuggled together and were soon asleep. 

They jerked awake when a speaker blasted out a message from the crew. "Lady and Gentlemen please erect your seats, secure all loose gear and fasten your seat belts for landing in ten minutes." They hurried to get dressed and gather their things. It seemed they were on the ground in no time. There was a car and driver waiting for Melissa and Mica. Melissa grabbed Mica's hand and pulled him over to where the pilots were talking. She smiled and said, "Thanks for the most comfortable flight we have ever enjoyed. We had a delightful rest." 

The pilots grinned, "We hope you both enjoyed the trip. You two were no trouble at all. The other passengers were not happy with the service."

Mica looked puzzled, "What was their complaint?"

The Navy pilot chuckled, "We ordered box lunches for everyone for the trip from the mess hall. Their idea of a chicken sandwich was a piece of chicken between two slices of bread. I mean like a whole breast or a drumstick, bone and all between two slices of bread. They packed it all in a box on top of ice. The ice melted and most of the bread was soaked in melted ice. I suspect the Mess Officer down in Rosie Roads will be hearing from them later." Mica and Melissa thanked them again and they headed back to Melissa's car.

They stopped on the way home and had dinner at the 'O'Club and turned in early. They both slept well. The next day Melissa went to the hospital with Mica. She took her brief case with her and while she waited for Mica she roughed out her report on the findings of the Accident Board. She had just started a draft when Mica came out, his bandages were much smaller in size. He said the doctor said he was doing fine but put him on sick- leave for a week. He was to continue to not exert himself. Melissa grinned at him, "I have a little over two weeks leave left, let's go to the Keys for a few days after I finish my report. Melissa took Mica home and returned to the base. She worked on the report and finished it. She sent a copy to Admiral McDermott via Official Mail. She hand delivered a copy to the Commanding General. She was shown right in to his office. He smiled and said, "Good morning Melissa, how is your husband this morning?"

"He is much improved today, I had him at the hospital first thing this morning and the doctor said he was doing well and healing nicely. They are afraid he may have had a concussion and put him on sick leave for a week."

"I'm glad to hear that. Now, Lieutenant, do you have something for me?"

"Yes Sir, I have my report on the results of the Accident Investigation Board. Here it is, Sir."

"Relax for a second Mrs. McDermott." The General quickly read her report. He looked up at her and smiled. "Thank you Lieutenant, this is perfect. I had a verbal report from Colonel Stuart earlier this morning. It was similar to your report. I am proud to say he was very impressed with you and with your husband. He said that when he first met you he thought you were too beautiful to be of any value to the board.

"He thought the assignment was just a cover to get you to your husband. He said you quickly straightened him out about that. He says you asked better questions than any of the board members and asked your husband much tougher questions than anyone else. He said every member of the board said you made the investigation very easy with your questions. 

"Mica stopped by my office right after he reported for duty a couple of months ago. He told me all about you. He says you are the most intelligent woman he has ever met. Your father said the same thing the other day when he suggested you would be a asset to the board as a non-voting member. He was right. I wish you were going to stay in the Corps, I would ask for you as one of my aids, but I guess you have a better paying job lined up." 

"Yes Sir, I have the best job in the world starting soon, momma to Mica's children."

The general smiled, "Yes and you are going to be great at it too. Tell your boss in Personnel to give you the rest of the week off so you can keep Mica off his feet."

"Sir, I had planned on doing just that, Mica and I have a new lovely home in the Florida Keys on our own private island. I plan on taking him there for a while."

"That sounds like just what he needs, there is nothing for him to do here, with his squadron in Rosie Roads. Get him ready to go when they get back."

Melissa made some arrangements and returned home. Mica greeted her with a loving kiss and embrace, then he said "Guess who called a while ago."

"I have no idea, tell me."

"OK it was Larry Bagley! He wants to know if we would be interested in trading the 195 for another plane."

"Oh no! I love our 195, why would we ever want to sell her?"

"Because an old friend of Larry's wants us to trade her for his plane. He is very familiar with our 195 and wants to put her on amphibian floats.

"Hey, that's a neat idea, we could run her up the ramp at the Keys house. What kind of plane does he have?"

"Oh! He has a Cessna 310, 6 place, fully equipped with the latest navigation and com gear, auto-pilot, extra fuel tanks and super low time."

Melissa's eyes grew huge, "God, my dream plane, it can't be an even swap."

"No he is asking thirty thousand from us above the trade."

"Wow! That is a great deal. How old is she?"

"A year and a half, only 300 hours total time, engines and airframe. She just got back from a factory upgrade where she was fitted with an extra 20 gallon tank for each engine and an oxygen system. She is in Miami, want to go look at her on our way to the Keys?"

"Oh! Mica, she sounds perfect for us. She would be much faster and have the added safety of the second engine. What does Larry think?"

"He says it is a terrific deal, his buddy loved Larry's 195 and is retiring to Minnesota shortly to a home on a lake. The 195 will be perfect for him, that's why he is willing to give us such a great deal."

Melissa looked at him, "Mica I think we need to stop in Miami, do you have a number for Larry's friend?"

"Yep, I already called him and told him we would meet him at North Perry airport just north of Miami, tomorrow at noon. I thought we would fly to Jacksonville this afternoon, spend the night and go on to Miami in the morning." 

"That sound good to me, lets get packed, do you have a flight plan figured out?"

"Figured and filed with Flight Service already!"

Melissa giggled, "You sure know me pretty well don't you?"

"I should my love, that's my job."

They had a leisurely flight to Jacksonville in perfect flying weather. They decided to push on to Miami because of the perfect weather so Mellissa went to the Snack Bar and bought them a couple of Subs to eat on the go. Mica called Jerry Donavan, Larry's friend, and they agree to meet for breakfast at a place Jerry recommended near North Perry Airport. 

The leg of the trip from Jacksonville to Miami was just as nice as the previous leg and they enjoyed it very much. After dark they could see the lights of all the cities and towns and just followed the coastline to the North Miami area. They had no trouble finding the Airport and after the plane was tied down and refueled they went to the nearby Motel the people at the Airport had called for them. The Motel sent a station wagon to pick them up.

Jerry was a pleasant older man that they both liked right away. Over breakfast he told them how he was very cautious about buying aircraft. He knew the particular 195 they owned and how it had been maintained. He said his 310 had had the same kind of care and she was a perfect as he could make her. He grinned, "After thirty years as an airline pilot, I am not about to risk these old bones in a plane I do not know intimately."

He drove them to the airport and to his hangar. They helped them roll the twin-engine plane out of the hangar. She was beautiful, her paint scheme was almost the same as the 195's, light blue over white. After a close examination of the plane they went into the office Jerry had in the hangar. They went over the logbooks and maintenance records for the 310.

Mica said, "Mr. Donavan, Melissa and I love your plane but we are a little strapped for money right now. We just bought Larry's house, boat, and plane a couple of weeks ago and they were not planned for in our budget, which is now shot all to hell. The best I would feel comfortable with offering you above the even trade would be fifteen thousand dollars."

Mr. Donavan grinned, "Make it twenty and you have a deal."

Mica looked at his beautiful wife and smiled. She nodded, he extended his hand to Jerry and they both laughed. Donavan said he didn't need a check out in the 195 because he was current in it. He was surprised to learn Melissa had flown 310s before and had over fifty hours in them. Mica remarked that today was the first time he had even been close to a 310.

Jerry was a certified instructor so he gave both of them a thorough ground school on the plane. After a snack they went flying. Mica was in the left seat and Melissa rode in back. On Mica's first take off Jerry yanked the power back on the left engine and yelled, "ENGINE FAILURE, PORT SIDE". Mica reacted instantly and applied the procedures he had just been taught. His handling of the aircraft was masterful and Jerry said so.

Mica made four touch and go landings with two more simulated engine failures. Mica taxied back to the hangar after the plane was refueled. They sat in the office and signed the papers and traded log books, records, and manuals. Mica wrote out a check for Donavan. Mica and Melissa watched as the 195 was towed to Jerry's hangar and pushed back inside. They shook hands with Donavan and climbed aboard their new baby. 

Mica wore a big grin as he rotated the nose wheel off the ground at 89 knots and it leaped off the runway. The 310 climbed to six thousand five hundred feet much faster than they were used to. Since the trip was a short one, Mica set the throttle to give 210 knots true air speed. They passed west of Miami and Mica calculated they had 134 nautical miles to go. At their speed it would take about 45 minutes. Mica stayed north of the string of Keys .Melissa called Marathon aviation on the UNICOM (Universal Communications ) frequency and explained to the FBO that they would have a new aircraft in their parking place.

They had notified Tom Collins before they left Miami that they would be earlier than they had expected and he met them with the car at their tie down spot. After Mica handed out all their baggage, Tom climbed into the cabin. He looked around and came back out and helped Mica rig the canvas cover over the windows to protect the interior. When they were in the car he said that the new plane looked much bigger and more modern than the old one, Melissa laughed and said he was right, it was all those things. 

Melissa hugged Mary Collins when they arrived on the island. Mary grinned and put her hand on Melissa's belly, "Gracious, I do believe you are showing a bit now."

Melissa laughed, "I think so too , but Hubby says I still have a flat belly. I guess seeing it every day he doesn't notice the change. Do you have anything planned for dinner or should Mica and I eat at the club or some place?"

"I won't hear of that, I have lots of things I can fix depending on how hungry you are. I can make you Tom's favorite meal for a late dinner, it is open faced BLTs with cheese." 

Melissa looked at Mica, he grinned and nodded. He held up two fingers. Mary smiled and returned the nod. She said, "Please excuse me Mr. Mica, but did you sass our Princess?"

He looked at her, "Not that I recall, but she is the sassy one."

"I mean about your face, did she hit you?" 

Mica laughed so hard he had to grab his mouth because his lips hurt so badly. Then he smiled a little, "No Mary, I would have been hurt lots worse if she had punished me. I was only in a plane crash a couple of days ago."

Mary looked shocked, "Oh Mr. Mica, I'm so sorry are you going to be alright?"

Melissa answered, "Mary he is going to be fine. He just needs a little rest and relaxation for a few days. You and Tom are going to help me make sure he gets it too!"

After Mary's delicious sandwiches they sat out on the Florida room (A glassed and screened room.) looking over the gulf of Mexico. They snuggled together under an Afghan in the cool evening. Mary brought them each a hot cup of coffee laced with an excellent brandy. Melissa told her how wonderful it was to be home and thanked her for everything. She said, "I am so glad to be here, Mary, you and Tom are excused for tonight. We will sleep late in the morning, so don't rush over early. Please lock up on your way out."




It Has to be Fate Pt. 05



Mary said she would and added, "Mr. Mica, I am a retired RN. I can change those dressings for you whenever you need it."

"Great Mary, that will be nice, tomorrow morning after breakfast will be fine." When they finished their coffee they walked hand in hand to the master bed room. They found the bed turned down and her gown and his pajamas neatly arranged on the bed. Mica chuckled, "I could get used to this real easy, how about you?" 

Melissa smiled gently at her man and unzipped the front of the flight suit she still wore. She shrugged her shoulders out of the suit and let it fall to the floor revealing her in only her bra and panties. She walked to him and unzipped his suit. He wore a T-shirt and jockey shorts under it. He pulled the shirt carefully over his head and felt her little hands pull his jockey shorts down, rubbing her soft hands down his flanks and then back up the inside of his legs. He shivered as her hands caressed the inside of his strong thighs and then cupped his genitals. Her eyes were locked on his. His hands shook as he reached down to release the hooks closing the band of her bra. Then he eased the thin straps off her shoulders letting the bra fall to his feet. 

Melissa stood in front of him and pulled his face down very gently so that their lips met. She could feel his fingers slip inside the waistband of her panties and tug them down to join her bra and flight suit. His big strong but gentle hands slid up over the curves of her ass, pausing to gently spread the cheeks of her ass then slip around over her hips to pull her softly but firmly against him. Her arms went around his neck and he lifted her and tenderly placed her in the center of the bed. He quickly moved to the foot of the bed and crawled between her legs. His hands barely touched the inside of her thighs when they spread wide for him. He never flinched from the pain as he buried his face in her pussy. He sucked, licked and nuzzled her pussy. Her fingers locked in his hair and held him in place. She quivered and moaned her approval of his loving of her vaginal area. She was rocked by wave after wave of pure pleasure that coursed through her body.

His mouth moved to her clitoris while gentle fingers pushed away the little hood of skin that protected it. The warm wet tip of his tongue circled around and around it slowly increasing the pressure against the little shiny pearl. Then his lips closed firmly around it and pulsed the suction pulling it out. She sensed the overpowering tidal wave of sheer ecstasy growing inside her. She screamed in aproval of his efforts, "Yes, yes, yes, Mica, Oh! Yes." Her legs quivered and her hands clenched so tightly in his hair he thought she was going to pull out hands full. It never slowed his efforts at all, this was to please his beautiful and wonderful mate whom pleased him in every way. His love of her never let him even think of his own release. Only her pleasure mattered. He felt and heard her screams stop suddenly. He lifted and saw her head thrown back and her eyes shut. He moved up beside her and softly and gently kissed her lips. Her eyelids fluttered then slowly open. 

Her eyes slowly focused on his face. "Oh! Mica, Darling, that was the most wonderful and intense orgasm of my life. I have to have that again and again--- but not tonight, you are simply amazing." Her eyes searched his face, "Can we do that again real soon, please, real soon." Her eyes drifted closed and a smile was on her face as she turned and snuggled closer to him. Mica grinned happily and reached carefully to turn out the light. 

The next morning Mica and Melissa were awakened about ten with breakfast in bed. When they had finished Melissa called her brother David. When he answered she greeted him with her sultriest voice, "Hi Sweetie, how about some kissie kissies."

Mica heard him yelp, "Melissa, Hey girl, where are you?"

"Why we are here in Ceylon. Where else would we be?"

"Hey, great, we just didn't expect you back so soon."

"Well we didn't expect to be back so soon but Mica is on sick leave recovering from a plane crash a couple of days ago."

"Oh God, is he going to be OK?"

"Yes he is going to be fine, at least he had better be fine or better or I am going to be Royally Pissed. Giggle."

"Yeah! Sis! Like you are going to be mad at Mica because he dosn't heal fast enough? Yeah! Right! Hell you will be crying and praying if he dosn't heal as fast as he should."

"I guess you know your baby sister pretty well. We do want to see you guys. Why don't you guys come over about five or six for drinks and dinner tonight, casual and relaxed. Bring bathing suits if you want to go in the pool. I won't be going in because Mica can't get his bandages wet."

"Honey, we will be there. We have something we want to tell the two of you."

Melissa and Mica relaxed around the house for the rest of the morning. Mica went with Tom for a boat handling lesson in their new boat. Mica had operated larger twin screw vessels at the Naval Academy and was soon docking and maneuvering the 32 foot Prowler like a pro. The water was calm and clear and Tom took him out to show him the dredged channel through the shallow flats to deeper water under the highway bridge. The dredged channel was pretty well marked except in a couple of places. They returned to Ceylon and Mica effortlessly backed the boat into its slip. After lunch Melissa persuaded Mica to take a 45 minute nap. She and Mary were going to go over some of the household expenses and the accounts. Mary had everything very well organized and all the expenditures were well documented. Melissa was very happy with the system and told Mary to keep doing it her way.

Mary said she had found some very nice baby back ribs that she could have Tom cook in the smoker Mr. Larry had built beside the pool. She said her husband had some hickory wood they had bought when they had been in north Florida a few months ago.

Melissa said she hadn't had good baby backs in a long time. She said she loved the North Carolina Bar-B-Q, but most places concentrated on the pulled pork sandwiches served with a vinegar-based sauce and served with Cole slaw on top. 

Mary asked if baked beans and French fries would be enough.

Melissa told her that it sounded good to her. Melissa knew of course that Mary had a professional kitchen to cook in, with a separate grill, a six burner, two oven stove, and a deep fryer.

Tom got out the ribs and trimmed the fat and the tough membrane from them. He placed the ribs in a large crock to soak in brine for an hour before he smoked them. Mica was interested too and watched the whole operation. He watched as Tom prepared a dry seasoning rub, and what Tom called a mopping sauce. The sauce had a base of beef broth. Tom said basting sauces with tomato or very much sugar in them burned too easily. He said he didn't baste until the ribs were almost done, then he liked to baste every time the basting sauce dried on the ribs. He grinned, "When they are very close to being finished I like to take the sauce and put it on the stove and heat it up with a few table spoons of strawberry preserves. Puts a sweet glaze over the ribs."

He smiled at Mica, "Mr. Larry always had me fix extra racks of ribs for him to use as hors d'oeuvres' with his evening cocktail. He loved to sneak some during the day too."

Mica grinned, "Sounds like a good plan to me. Keep on doing it. I suspect you might like one now and then yourself. Be sure you fix enough for you and Mary too."

"I will, thank you, sir."

Mica asked, "Do we have a freezer for holding meats and things?"

"Yes we do, we have a large walk-in freezer so Mary can stock on things that are good buys. She has a good friend who's husband has a butcher shop. He has the best meat in the Keys, all the best restaurants buy from him. We get most of our meats from him. He is not cheap, but we pay the same as the restaurants do. He ages his meats perfectly. When we hear you are coming down Mary gets her meats there. When lobster is in season she freezes most of what I can catch so we have plenty all year around."

"You catch them yourself?"

"Yes, Sir, It is a lot of fun, I have several ways of getting them, we can net them at night or I have several traps right here in the channel around the island, they are each good for up to a dozen nice tails a week. Then we dive for them too."

Mica grinned at Tom, "You have a lot to teach me when I get back on my feet."

"After seeing you in your bathing suit this morning I have a feeling that will not take long, you are really in great shape. You looked surprised that our pool is salt water."

"Yeah! I was surprised, but I guess it makes sense."

"Well, we pass the incoming water through a ultraviolet filter to kill everything in it and then run it through a sand and gravel filter too. The pump runs four hours a day and completely changes the water every day. We do have to use special copper pipes with the water or they rust out quickly. Mr. Larry had the water tested several times, the ultraviolet filter really works."

"You and Mary really like working here don't you?"

"yes Sir! We sure do, it is the best job in the world. I have a few chores I do not really enjoy, but most of it is very pleasant and we have plenty of free time. It is really rough when I have to take the boats out fishing or lobstering to be sure they are running all right."

"Gee Tom, I'll talk to my wife, maybe can hire someone to do that for you. OK?"

"Well, Sir, If it is OK, I can just keep on doin' it for you and the Princess and save you a little money."

"Gee wizz, Tommy, it is great that you are willing to sacrifice so much for us."

"That is the way I am, Sir, always puttin' the job ahead of my own interests."

Mica grinned, "Right Tom! Just suffer on!" Tom laughed.

Melissa's brother and his friend/employer arrived and they enjoyed seeing them again. They each had a cocktail, served by Tom Collins in a white jacket worn over khaki shorts. David raised an eyebrow, "The Princess is getting pretty fancy now isn't she, with servants and all." 

Mica laughed, "Yeah, he was complaining just today about how over worked he is. So I gave in and reduced his pay."

Allison looked at Mica, "You cut his pay?" 

"Yeah! I cut five dollars a day off what he has to pay us to work here."

Allison giggled, "That is a good idea, I think I'll cut my darling David's pay too."

Melissa said, "Darling David?"

David blushed, "Oh yes! That is what I had to tell you. Allison and I are engaged!"

"WHAT! How can you do that" You have only known each other a couple of weeks?"

"Right Sis, how long did you know Mica?"

Mica chuckled, "We met one morning and were engaged that afternoon. You guys are slow."

David laughed, "We just wanted to take our time and be sure."

Melissa rushed to Allison and hugged and kissed her, "You know I was just teasing, I am so happy for both of you. Have you set a date?"

"Not yet, I want Mom and Dad to meet her first. We are going to take a couple of days off and drive up to Clifton Forge, but we hate for both of us to be away at the same time for that long. It would take a minimum of five days."

Melissa turned to Mica, "Do you feel up to it?"

Mica looked at her, "Up to what?"

"Well, we have a brand new plane sitting here not doing anything and we have six more days off counting the weekend."

Allison said, "You bought a new plane? That one didn't last long."

"Well, an old buddy of Larry's wanted it real badly so we made a trade for a newer, bigger, faster, twin engine airplane. We can take off at six in the morning and be there by five that afternoon, spend the night and be back by five the next afternoon." 

David looked at Allison, "What do you think?"

Mica said, "We can do better than that, if we use the oxygen system we can go up to about twelve thousand and make it nonstop in about six hours."

Melissa grinned, "You are right, I forgot about that. We would have a nice reserve too." She looked Allison and David, "What do you think about that?"

Allison looked at Mica and Melissa, a tear ran down her cheek, "That is so sweet of you to offer to do that for us. How can we ever thank you?"

Mica grinned, "How about baby sitting in a few months."

Allison laughed and clapped her hands, "I would love that. Anytime!"

Melissa said, "Deal! You have a deal. We can watch yours too!" Allison slowly turned and looked at David, "Well?"

David grinned, "Hell yes!"

Allison was crying and David put his arm around her and looked alarmed. Melissa smiled softly at her brother, "Honey, Allison is crying for happy!"

Allison sniffed and said, "I'm sorry, this is the first time I have ever wanted to have a baby. Now I desperately want one with this man. I don't know why it is suddenly so important to me."

Melissa murmured, "I know exactly how you feel. I really do!"

Two mornings later they pre-flighted the 310 in the dark with flash lights, loaded their baggage and were ready for takeoff at 0555. Melissa was in the left seat for this flight. Mica handled the radios and navigation. The black sky was clear and full of stars. When they were cleared for takeoff, Melissa shoved the throttle levers forward and Mica put his hand behind hers to back her up. She concentrated on going straight down the center of the runway. When the airspeed indicator showed 90 knots he said, "Rotate" and Melissa eased back on the control wheel lifting the nose slightly. The plane was off the ground in a second and she commanded "Gear up". Mica moved the gear lever up and they soon felt the gear bump against the stops and the doors closed.

Melissa set up a 1500 feet per minute climb using 1900 RPM and 35 inches of manifold pressure. The sky ahead of them was lighter in the distance as Melissa followed the lights of Highway US-1 below. Mica sorted out the new oxygen masks and they put them on during the climb to altitude. When Melissa leveled off at 14,500 feet she adjusted the throttle, RPMs, and fuel mixture to give them an indicated airspeed of 179knots. They were on a Visual Flight Rules flight plan and Mica called Miami Flight Service Station and gave an ETA for their destination at Greenbrier Valley Airport in Lewisburg, West Virginia as 1115.

When they were all comfortable, Allison passed out a breakfast of sweet rolls and coffee. It took a minute or two to figure out how to drink the coffee and eat the rolls with the masks. You just lifted the mask and drank or took a bite and replaced the mask. You could go several minutes with the mask off with no ill effects. 

David asked how fast they were going. Mica replied that their ground speed was about 208 knots or 239 miles per hour. He told them that the winds aloft at their altitude were unusually light and not much of a factor. Mica asked if David wanted to ride up front with his sister. David grinned and said yes. He and David carefully changed places. They had to be careful of the tubes for the oxygen masks all of which were plugged into a pressure regulator located in the center of the cabin roof.

Mica and Allison chatted for a few minutes then they leaned back and took a nap. David woke Mica after an hour and they changed places again. Melissa leaned over and kissed Mica. She smiled, "I'm glad you got a nap, I have been worried that you are not resting enough. I want you well my sweet love."

Mica smiled, "I feel great now, how are we doing on our flight plan?"

"We are running about two minutes behind your ETAs for our NAV points. That's not bad, I may have not held enough speed during the climb out to altitude. The two minutes have been constant so your 'guesses' have been good."

"Guesses? Those are scientifically calculated estimates, based on proven procedures, performed by a professional airman and master navigator with years of experience. Did I guess good?"

Melissa giggled, "Yes you did Honey, put your crayon, your Jack Armstrong Decoder Ring, and your dice away and we will go with what we have for now."

Mica played with the navigation radios,both low frequency and very high frequency sets. He got cross bearings from station to the side of their route to determine their position. He consulted Melissa's WAC Chart and pointed out the starboard windshield, "That must be Charlotte, North Carolina over there with all the lakes or reservoirs to the west and northwest side. We are about an hour out."

"I agree, we'll be abeam of Charlotte in a few minutes and that agrees with the flight plan you had the 'master navigator' do for you." Mica checked the flight plan and said, "We can start a slow let down when we pass Martinsburg, so we can avoid sudden cooling of the engines. The field elevation at Greenbrier is 2303' and the runway is 4/22. They are probably landing on runway 4. The highest mountain peak near our course will be off to our left and is a little over 4000 feet tall. At Martinsburg we will be about a hundred miles out and we'll need to loose right at 11,200 feet so set your rate of decent at a little less than 400 feet a minute and hold your IAS. Try 1800 RPM and 30 inches of manifold pressure and keep the exhaust gas temperature at 1300 to 1400 degrees"

Fifteen minutes later Mica contacted the Greenbrier tower and got a weather report. There was unlimited visibility and scattered clouds. The tower told them the altimeter setting, and that they would be using runway 4. They were to report over Lewisburg at thirty five hundred feet, for a straight in approach to runway 4. Mica leaned back and closed his eyes to slits and watched Melissa as she searched for the airport which turned out to be hiding behind the only puffy cloud in the area. He called five miles out at 3500 feet and they were cleared to land. Melissa squeaked this landing on the runway as smooth as silk. He grinned and said, "Beautiful landing girl, absolutely perfect!" Her smile warmed his heart. 

Melissa and David's father met them at the FBO. They had the Cessna tied down and refueled and scheduled a 0800 departure for the next morning. They had to all pose for pictures in front of the plane before they left for the forty mile drive to Clifton Forge.

The whole family at the Murphy home greeted them. Allison was introduced and welcomed to the family. Melissa's Mother hugged and kissed Allison then Melissa, David and then cried over Mica's face. Everyone had to feel Melissa's belly. 

Mica and Jack Murphy, Melissa's dad found a quiet corner and Mica brought him up to date on the fill dirt removal at the place in North Carolina. Jack said he had just finalized the plans for the fish farm ponds, the roads, buildings, and the offices they would need. Mica grinned, "Dad I can't wait to get you down to our place in the Keys. The fishing there is really great. We have boats for whatever kind of fishing you want to do, from big game offshore, to bonefish and tarpon on the fly."

Jack said they had seen the pictures Melissa had sent them and couldn't believe how beautiful it is. He told Mica that he had applied for his retirement and they were going to keep the family home in Clifton Forge and get ready to move to Mica's apartment in North Carolina so he could get things moving on the fish farm. He wanted to start building on the offices first, when the land in that part was finished. He would coordinate all of that with the construction companies when he got settled.

They had a nice visit with everyone and an uneventful trip home the next day. Mica and Melissa were becoming more comfortable and proficient in the new plane, they both really loved it. Mica started using the 'Princess Flight' identification again on the trip back to the Keys. By the time they got home he was told by the tower controller in Marathon that everyone in the air traffic control system knew the Princess had a new plane." The controllers shortened "Princess Flight 3736 Bravo" to "Princess 36 Bravo".




It Has to be Fate Pt. 06



This is a story about a young Marine Corps pilot during the era between the Korean War and the Viet Nam War. Reading the previous parts will lead to a better understanding of the plot and the characters.

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Micaiah McDermott sat beside his wife's bed holding his newborn daughter for the first time. He was overwhelmed with emotions. The feeling flashed from awe, to joy, to love, to amazement. He touched the tiny hand with his big finger. The tiny fingers grasped his finger and pulled it toward the little mouth. He looked in wonder at Melissa. She gently smiled and reached for the baby. "I think she is hungry." Mica grinned. Melissa opened her little bed jacket and pulled back the bodice of her gown revealing a swollen breast. She moved the child closer and pressed the erect nipple to the little mouth.

There was no hesitation on the part of her daughter who instantly put her lips around the nipple and began to suckle. Mica's wife smiled up at him, "Sirima is an 'eager eater', isn't she?"

"Yes my love, she is a beautiful Princess, just like her mother."

Melissa looked at the Navy Nurse in her white starched crisp uniform, "Can our parents come in now?" 

The Nurse smiled, "I think that would be fine if you feel up to it?"

"I feel fine, I am ready to get up and go home."

The Nurse laughed, "Not yet Mrs. McDermott, the doctor has to release you first. I'll get your parents." 

A few moments later the room seemed packed with relatives and well-wishers, a flash bulb went off occasionally as the news people had gotten word of the royal birth. Maryalice, Melissa's mother, held the baby beside Melissa for a shot of three generations of Princesses.

Mica's parents were staying with Melissa's parents who were living in the apartment over the garage next to Mica's house. The crowd thinned out and Dawn and Billy Marker visited for a few minutes. Dawn kissed Melissa and hugged her with tears in both their eyes. Dawn asked if there were anything she could do to help. Melissa smiled, "No, Honey, thank you, it is so sweet of you to offer, but I will be ok, you have your hands full with your own new baby. I should be helping you."

"Melissa McDermott, you were like an old mother hen when Willy was born. I don't know how I would have made it without you helping us. Let me know when you need me and I'll be there. You know that!"

Billy stood in the hall laughing as Mica coughed from the cigar he was trying to smoke, "Mica, buddy, you should have passed out chocolate cigars, you sure can't handle real ones."

"Yeah, if I had a misspent youth like you did, I would be alright. If I had been stupid enough to take some dried out plant leaves chop them up and stuff a paper tube full of them, stick the tube in my mouth and set the other end on fire, then suck the smoke down into my lungs you would think I was cool. Yeah! Real slick!"

"When you say it like that you make it sound pretty stupid."

"It is pretty damned stupid."

Three weeks later the four friends sat in the McDermott home after a lovely dinner. They were sipping a small frozen Crème de Menthe. Dawn looked at Melissa, "Honey, we are going to miss you guys a whole lot. I can't believe this is Mica's last couple of days as a Marine."

Melissa's eyes filled with tears, "We will miss you guys too. But even if we stayed in the Corps we couldn't hope to be stationed together very much."

Billy agreed, "Well, Dawn and I have made up our minds that when I have my twenty years in next year we will have to totally reaccess our plans. If I make bird Colonel by then it would be a good boost in my retirement. Another factor is that the next step up in grade is a very long and tough one. I'll be pushing 45 by then and it will be much harder to find another job."

Mica raised his hand, "Billy at the end of next year we will be ready to start operations at the fish farm, we will have the flash freezing plant ready to go soon after that. I have decided that it needs to be a separate operation because it is silly to have that machinery sitting idle while we wait for the next fish harvest. We have a good man researching the farmers here locally and within a hundred miles or so about growing vegetables for us. We will probably sell both under our Carolina Beauty Brand and under store brands. A lot of the farmers like knowing they have a good part of their crop sold before they plant it. Like our guy tells them, "Sell half of what you plan to grow at a fair price now and gamble with the other half. Depending on the weather and other things you could get either more or less for your crop next spring."

"We are also investigating an animal and fish feed plant. We envision our own hog farms giving us pork products to freeze and sell with the butchering waste being ground and mixed with vegetable waste like husks, hulls, branches, stems, and peelings into feed. Body waste from the hogs would be processed into methane gas to power all the plants.

"We are also going to need a research facility to find and develop new products. I have my eye on a great manager to run the whole damned thing. It will be a big tough job, my guy can handle it though."

"Yeah, this guy must be good, a lot of what you are talking about more of less experimental stuff, right?"

"Billy, the job rates a good salary and profit sharing. I know you can handle it though."

"ME?"

"Why not you?" Your pay will likely double with lot's more perks and a better future, and if you do the job correctly and don't piss anyone off, you will hardly ever get shot at."

"Hey, that is half the fun of being a Marine. But seriously, that job sounds great. Are you sure you won't need someone sooner?

"I think we can use someone part time, say a guy who can look over things for a few hours a week and be real familiar with everything before we really get cranked up. We will put you on a salary, say $1000 a month to start."

Billy grinned, "You have me sniffing at the bait now. One more little move by me and you are going to set the hook, right?"

"Yeah, I hope you won't put up too big a fight. I need you Billy, you are perfect for this job, you have all the tools to do it right. I'm good at some things but you are better at organization than I am."

Billy grinned, "I don't know anything I was better at except way back in flight training. You were damned near perfect at everything but shooting. You couldn't hit shit."

"You are right about that, I suppose you are going to have to embarrass me in front of my wife by telling the story of how I almost flunked out of flight training."

Melissa said, "Hey, I absolutely have to hear it now, what happened?"

"Well, in Flight Training in the Air-to Air Gunnery Program we flew the North American T-6/ SNJ trainer. It carried one thirty caliber machine gun with 100 rounds of ammo. You had four live firing flights, firing a total of 400 rounds. To pass the course you had to get 25 hits for the 400 shots. To make a long story short, Mica had only four hits after three flights. He was about to wash out of flight training. Mica was beside himself. He couldn't figure out what he was doing wrong. We were supposed to have our final firing flights on Friday but the weather was bad so they were postponed until Monday.

While we had a little free time, Mica went down to the ready room and was reviewing the little text we had. One of the instructors, a real old guy, he was an Enlisted Aviation Pilot, a very rare rating, he was the only one I have ever seen. He was a Chief Petty Officer, with Service stripes all the way up his sleeve.

Anyway, this guy never spoke to any of the student pilots outside the class room where he was one of the Ground School instructors. He walked up to Mica and said, "Lieutenant, You are about to bilge out of here, you know that don't you?" 

Mica said, "Yes sir, that is why I am here trying to figure out what I am doing wrong."

The old guy grinned at him, "You know you are not supposed to call me 'Sir' don't you?"

"Yes Sir, it just feels right, I am respecting you, not your rank."

"OK Sonny, I don't know what you are doing wrong, but I will tell you how to get your hits on one condition."

"What is your condition, Sir?"

"Never tell anyone I told you this."

"Sir, you have a deal."

"OK" the old guy said. "Here is the way you do it. Fly your regular pursuit curve starting a little closer abeam and a bit further forward on the target sleeve. Pull your Gs in the turn as normal. Your starting position will put you closer to the sleeve, pull your lead on the sleeve, then go past where you used to start shooting. When you think you are going to hit the sleeve fire a quick burst and snap your wings level. Visualize it. Picture it in your mind over and over. Now tell me what happens when you roll level?"

"Well, the lift component making you turn will be directed upward. You should bounce upward instantly."

"Right over the sleeve!"

Billy grinned, "Mica thought about it all weekend. Monday the Pensacola weather was perfect. Mica fired three passes on the sleeve. After we landed we all hurried over to look at the sleeve. Mica's bullets were painted green that day. The sleeve was riddled with green paint marking Mica's hits. He scored 80 hits that day finishing first in the class. 

"The old Chief Petty Officer walked up to Mica and snapped to attention, he gave Mica a sharp salute, smiled and walked away. Mica jumped to attention and returned the salute. So that is how Mica almost washed out of flight training." 

Melissa squeezed his hand and said, "Were you really scared of hitting the sleeve with your plane?"

"You bet I was, I was amazed I was still flying after the first pass, I felt a little better on the second pass and on the last pass I waited a bit later to start shooting and was sure I would hit the sleeve when I rolled level. Somehow I missed it though! I was pretty sure I had done better but I wasn't positive."

Melissa glanced at Billy, "How is his shooting now?"

"Oh! He is always the 'top gun' in the squadron."

Mica said, "You have to remember that the systems we used in the SNJs were primitive to say the least. We had iron sights for shooting. For bombing we used the split in the engine cowling where it was hinged for removal. We would line up the target with that crack in the cowling and fly over the target at 1000 feet, when the target disappeared under the nose of the plane we would count, one potato, two potato, three potato, pickle! When you said 'pickle' you pushed the bomb release. Actually it was very accurate if you figured the wind right. As with most things in aviation, proper planning made it work better." 

Suddenly one of the two babies in sleeping in the nearby playpen whimpered then loudly expressed it's displeasure at not having a nice warm milk filled teat instantly available. The other baby joined in the chorus of displeasure. Melissa and Dawn hurried to pick up their babies and open their blouses and nursing bras to feed the babies. Things became quiet except for an occasional slurping noise or burp.

The conversation resumed and Billy asked if they were going to move to the Keys as soon as Mica's resignation was final. Mica answered that they were going down the next day to spend a week then would be back. They wanted to get Sirima established with a good pediatrician in Marathon and find an OB/GYN Doctor for Melissa. 

The Twin Cessna was tied down out back of the garage now and the road/runway was paved but the pad for the hangar was not ready yet. Mica had erected a windsock by the tie down area. They were an official private airstrip now, duly licensed by the County, State and Federal authorities. 

The steady flow of dump trucks was not as noisy as they had expected and little Sirima slept undisturbed by them. The little Princess was firmly in charge of the McDermott home now. She was a benevolent ruler who was adored by her subjects but she tolerated no waiting for the changing of dirty diapers or a delay in the arrival of her milk when she was hungry. She was a happy baby who smiled and laughed easily. 

The trip to the Keys was uneventful and Sirima traveled well. Mary fell in love with her instantly and Melissa whispered to Mica that she wondered if she would ever get her baby back. Melissa and Mica were surprised to find that a door had been installed between the master bedroom and the bedroom now known as the nursery. There was a new crib, bassinet, and a nice rocker. The room was refinished in pink and white. Melissa was very happy with the changes she could now leave the door open between rooms. Mary said that it could be changed back later if they wanted.

Allison and David arrived shortly after they were settled in. Allison delighted in holding Sirima. She was delighted when the baby smiled and cooed at her. She examined each tiny finger and toe. She kept insisting David look at the child too. 

Suddenly Melissa said, "Wait what is that on your finger, oh! It's a wedding ring! What did you guys do. You got married and didn't tell anyone."

David grinned, "We decided to just go ahead and do it. Neither one of us wanted a big wedding so we went to a Justice of the Peace and got hitched. See?" He held up his left hand and showed a gold band on the ring finger.

Mica asked, "Does anyone else know?"

Allison shook her head, "No you are the first. We didn't want a big deal about this, we happen to love each other very much and want to be together in every way for the rest of our lives. I married for money the first time and a lot of people ran me down for it. He knew I didn't love him and was alright with it. I was honest and straight with him and I never cheated on him. His ex-wife and their children put me through hell over the will. He was very appreciative of how I treated him. I was sweet and loving in public and even more so in private. I grew to be very fond of him and did my very best to please him, always. David knows everything. I think he is fine with it. I hope and pray he is. He knows that I now belong to him, 100 percent."

Mica held his hand out to David, "Congratulations, both of you. It is your life and you are both adults, follow your hearts and 'damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead', whatever that means."

David grinned, "I am not sure either, but I like the sentiment."

Melissa giggled and winked at her brother, "Well I guess I have to look for another manager for the club. I don't think any of my other brothers or ex-boyfriends can get away to do it." 

"Whoa, Sis, we do not need any help, we can do it ourselves. We are enlarging Allison's old apartment and my old place is being redone into the "Princess Suite", it will be available for short term rentals when the Princess is not using it. We'll get top dollar for it too."

"David I think you like it here. Are you going to settle here?" laughed Melissa.

"I have settled here, this is my home now. Alli wants to look for a house for us. We don't think the Club would be the proper place to raise kids. You wouldn't consider selling this place would you?"

"Mica, do you want to go back to North Carolina, the weather is freezing rain, sleet and wet snow with temperatures in the high twenties for tonight and tomorrow."

Mica looked up from where he was playing with the baby, "We are here in jeans and T-shirts with all the sliding glass doors open looking at all the stars reflected off the glassy smooth waters of the Gulf and you are asking if I would rather be up there kneeling in slush putting on snow chains. I'll need a few days to think about that, and yeah, are you going with me?"

"Hell no, Sirima and I will be up when the weather is back in the upper seventies."

Mica pouted, "Boy she sure ----Oh! Forget it."

Melissa quickly turned to Mica, "Honey, I was teasing, you know that where you go, your wife and daughter go too. That is how it will always be."

"How do you guys like your new plane now that you have had it a while?"

Mica said, "Now I can answer that one! We both like it very much. We have to figure out an oxygen mask for Sirima so we can cruise at higher altitudes where we have better speed and range. We can make it from here to North Carolina non-stop in about five hours, the same trip takes two days hard driving in a car with lots of stops including an overnight stop." 

Serima started getting cranky and Mica looked at Melissa. Melissa walked to the rocking chair and Mica carried Sirima to her. Melissa put a small light blanket over her shoulder and opened her blouse and nursing bra cup and fed the baby. Allison walked over and said, "Can I watch?" 

Melissa smiled, "Sure." She pulled the blanket off and Allison knelt beside the chair and watched the baby nurse. An expression of awe was on her face as she watched. She looked up at Melissa, "That is so beautiful, I have never seen this before. God, my hormones feel like they are working overtime, this is such an intense feeling every nerve in my body is tingling." She looked around at David, I know I am ovulating, take me home to bed. NOW!"

Melissa laughed, "Mica, please tell David how to do it, Honey, the poor boy has never been married before."

David chuckled, "For all these years I was only interested in keeping the girls from getting pregnant, now I have to shift gears and try just the opposite." 

"Well David, we both know it is a tough job, but someone has to do it. Right?"

Melissa laughed, "I surely do not remember begging you for your help. As a matter of fact you dragged me to bed most of the time."

"Yes, and I still do every chance I get, which is not very often these days."

Melissa smiled softly at him, "I know Sweetie, only a couple more weeks. It is hard for me too!"

Mica grinned, "Yes it is!" 

"Oh! I should have said it is hard on me too!"

Mica just grinned. "I love it when you talk dirty to me."

Melissa blushed, "Sweetie, I miss it as much as you do. Just be patient. I thought I was keeping you happy."

"You are, I was only teasing."

David looked at Allison, "What are they talking about?"

Allison shook her head. "MEN! Honey, after childbirth a woman can't have intercourse for six to eight weeks."

"Oh! That sucks!"

Mica laughed, "You have that right brother."

"Yes, but sometimes he gets a little behind--- with things."

Allison giggled, "What things, or do you mean his thing."

"We will just say I don't let him go without. I make sure he gets enough at home, so he doesn't have to get it elsewhere."

Mica grinned, "Honey, I never get that hungry. If I can't get yours I don't want any---food that is."

"Mica, Sweetie, I love you with all my heart, but sometime when you do not have access to steak you might be tempted to grab a burger. I don't want that to happen. So I try to keep you satisfied, not to mention that it satisfies me too!"

Allison smiled, "You two are so cute together, I hope we will be that way, you listen to each other and the love and respect shows."

'Lissa smiled. "Thank you, I don't think we consciously try, but the true feelings we have for each other are easy to see because we are both proud that the feelings are mutual and genuine." 

They made plans to meet the following night at the club. They were told to tell the Maitre de that the Royal table was reserved for them.

Mary was delighted to babysit for them she insisted that it was part of her job and said she would be insulted if she were offered more money. She said, "Believe me it will be worth more than money to me to tell my lady friends I act as the Royal Princess's Nanny when necessary. They will all turn green with envy! I have to confess something to you."

"What is that Mary?"

"Well I am so proud of being part of your family staff I took the liberty of going to the library in Key West and researched Ceylon a little bit. I found a picture of the Ceylon Flag and the Ceylon symbol or crest. The flag is sort of ugly but the crest is nice.




It Has to be Fate Pt. 06



"The crest is a magenta oval with a gold lion rearing up holding a sword in his right paw. A banner beneath simply says 'Ceylon'. Anyway I copied the crest and took it to a printing office there in Key West. They wanted a minimum order of 500 cards to print them in color and gold. The printing could be different on a minimum of 250 cards. I had 250 cards printed for you and 250 printed for Tommy and I. Would you like to see them?"

"Of course I would."

Mary walked over to the kitchen desk and opened a drawer. She walked back and handed Melissa two cards. Mica entered the kitchen and looked over Melissa's shoulder. "Wow! Those are classy looking cards, very regal looking. Where did they come from?"

"Mary researched the crest and had them done, I kind of like them."

"So do I, maybe we should have a small tasteful crest painted on each side of the tail of the 310."

"Yes, why not, maybe it could say 'Princess Flight' beneath the crest. Wait, Mica, are we going too far with this?"

"Well, I don't know, as long as it is tongue in cheek I think we are OK. I mean we are not misrepresenting anything. We are not profiting in any way monetarily, and we do not expect to ever profit from it. What harm can it do? If you start actively supporting the Tigers of 'Whatever' in rebellion against the government they might have a complaint. If anyone asks you should unequivocally state that you are a citizen of the United States, that you will never renounce that citizenship, and that you do not seek the restoration of the in monarchy Ceylon and that if the monarchy were to be restored you would never be an active member of that monarchy."

Melissa grinned at her husband, "That ought to about cover the situation, I believe the fact that I am a hereditary Princess of Ceylon has been established and I fully believe I have the right to use the title if I choose to do so."

"Good point, Honey. I think it is time for Princess Sirima to go to bed."

Mary said, "Oh! May I please put her to bed for you Ma'am, she is so sweet when you kiss her she always giggles and smiles. Oh! I almost forgot Tommy wants your permission to have a flag of Ceylon made to fly on our flag pole below the U.S. flag here on the flag pole?" 

Mica laughed, "Mary tell him to go ahead if the flag is a representation of a flag of the monarchy and not a flag of the current government. We don't want to get in trouble with them."

"Yes, Mr. Mica, I understand, thank you Sir."

Melissa took his hand and led him to their suite. She turned and kissed him sweetly, "Sweetie, let me be sure Sirima is settled in and then we can try some 'alternative' types of loving if you feel like it."

"Sugar, you KNOW I will feel like it, how about you? You know I won't do anything that will hurt or injure you." 

"There are plenty of things we like to do that won't hurt me. Get undressed and I'll go check on Sirima."

She returned to find him on the bed nude. His semi erect cock lay to one side on his hip. His eyes were closed. Melissa hurriedly stripped and leaned over the bed and pressed her lips to his. He softly moaned as his lips parted in a smile. Her little tongue slipped between his lips and found his tongue, then she pulled her tongue back. His tongue followed hers and her lips closed tightly around his tongue and she sucked gently on it. She felt him try to pull it back and sucked harder and flicked her tongue around his before releasing him. 

She moved, wetly kissing her way across his chest to his nipples. She gently sucked on them and her right hand caressed it's way down his chest and over his hard belly to grasp his now fully erect cock. Her fingers slipped over the ridge around the head of his cock and felt the slippery precum leaking from the tip of the helmet. She gently spread the steadily oozing drops around the crown and then down the warm iron hard shaft of his penis. 

She sat up and said, "Sweetie, sit up, please I want you inside me now."

She rolled over on her back and spread her legs wide. She whispered, "In my ass, I already lubricated it up for you with baby oil." She watched him move between her legs and press his cockhead against her tight pink rosebud. She held her butt apart and he gently pressed forward. She relaxed her sphincter and felt him slide ever so slowly inside her rectum. For a moment she fought the urge to expel him. Then she sighed and relaxed with the feeling of pleasant fullness. She could watch as his cock slid in and out of her hole. The feeling of pleasure increased. 

Mica started moving a little faster and the strokes became longer and harder. She was loving it now, She felt a little tugging and reached for the bottle of baby oil and dripped a few drops on the shaft of his cock. Ah! That was better, it was really nice now. Melissa shuddered as her first orgasm thundered through her. She added a few more drops and felt him speed up again. Then he pulled all the way out with a little plop, then paused and thrust back to the bottom in one long fast stroke, exactly how she loved it. He did it again, she loved the feeling when the bulbous cockhead slipped into her asshole. 

Damn that was good! It triggered another orgasm each time he did it. She watched her lover's face as he started grimacing in an effort to hold back his own orgasm. She whispered, "Mica cum for me now, I want to feel your cum inside me now." A second later she felt the hot cum start coating the walls of her rectum, Oh! Yes! That was really a different slick feeling, and the change in texture sent shivers through her body culminating in really strong mental and emotional exaltation of her deep sexual bonding with this wonderful man. The orgasm left her dazed and unbelievably satiated and content. 

Mica sat back on his heels and stared down at his beautiful sexy wife. The sweet smile of contentment on her lovely lips filled him with great pleasure. He carefully slipped off the bed and hurried to the bathroom. He grabbed a towel and gently wiped all traces of their fluids off her body and the bed. He gently lifted her hips and slipped another towel under her. He pulled the covers up over them and kissed her goodnight. He lay on his back beside her, half-awake. Melissa stirred a bit and rolled towards him, her hand feeling for him. When she found him she scooted over and snuggled up to him. Now he could sleep.

Two days later Mica got a call from Melissa's father, Jack, there was a problem with the Fill Contractor. The contractor said that the changes that McDermott Inc. wanted to the original plan were too expensive. Jack said he was unable to negotiate with the contractor and that the man said he would only deal with Mica.

Mica asked, "Is he still removing fill from the property?"

"Hell yes, there is a bunch of trucks going in and out every now and then."

"OK! Shut and lock the gate tonight at five. Use a different lock. I'll be there tomorrow around noon, OK"

"Right, he'll be hotter than a firecracker by then, they are behind schedule because of break downs. He will loose his ass if he doesn't meet his quotas."

"Is that what he told you, Jack?"

"Yeah, that's what he says."

"Jack if he gives you that bullshit again just tell him I am pissed off because I have to cut my vacation short because he was stupid and started the project late with too few trucks. He has most of his trucks in Durham hauling fill for a project that has a completion date a year later than this one for a lot less money. I am not very sympathetic."

"Mica, I'm proud of you, boy. You do your homework don't you?"

"Jack, I try to learn all I can about those I do business with. This guy is basically a good honest business man and I don't believe he is trying to screw us. I looked at his operation carefully before Melissa, the baby and I left for the Keys. *I think I can really speed up his operation if he will let me. I need to talk to your daughter and get ready to leave in the morning."

"Right Mica, give them my love, see ya tomorrow."

Mica explained the problem to Melissa and she was upset. 

"Damn, we have just gotten settled in and comfortable here. Mary is a big help and I get a chance to do my exercises to get back in shape, we get to go out at night some, we are supposed to meet Allison and David tomorrow night for dinner and dancing. Damn, Damn, Damn! I'll have to call Allison and cancel out."

"Honey, why don't I just go alone and try and get back for tomorrow night? If I can't make it, you go alone, you deserve a little fun. Being pregnant and then a mother has had you pretty well occupied for the last several months, you need to get out a little; that is if you promise to be a good girl."

"I don't think I want to do that Mica, we can always go some other time. I think I will stay here with Sirima though if you promise you will hurry back to us."

"You know I'll be back as soon as I can."

"You file a flight plan and I'll pack a bag for you."

Mica was at his house in North Carolina the next day at noon when Jack and the Fill Contractor knocked on the door. They greeted each other and Mica took them into his office. Mica let the contractor, J.B. Jenkins, state his problem. When he was finished Mica said, "I have a signied and notarized contract. The contract states that when and if a dispute arises over the terms of the contract all operations shall cease until the conflict is settled and agreed upon. I am obligated under the terms of the contract shut down the operations, RIGHT?"

"Yeah, that was my idea so I could slow things down if you wanted outrageous changes made to my end of the contract. Now I am running behind and I have a quota to meet before I can get a draw."

"Mr. Jenkins I am aware of your situation and of the reason for it. You failed to get enough trucks here soon enough to fill the terms of your contract with the General contractor on the project. I do not believe that is my fault, so I am within my rights to shut things down until we agree on the terms of our contract."

"All right, you have me over a barrel; I need to get those trucks rolling. What do you want so I can get them rolling?"

"Mr. Jenkins I knew this was inevitable when you started so late with so few trucks. I looked into things. Your problem is that your methods are too slow. Your loading of the dump trucks is your problem. You have two of your backhoes loading trucks. They are too slow because they are tracked vehicles. Let the back hoes and front hoes join the drag lines in the digging, let the bulldozers and pans move the fill to a loading area. Lease three or four wheeled front loaders to load the trucks. The dump trucks are not permitted by law on the county roads loaded after dark. There is no such law about digging and piling up fill on private property.

"Install some lights and put on a night crew, have a few extra drivers to move trucks around at night on the site so all the trucks are full in the morning and there are piles of fill waiting to be loaded. While the first bunch of trucks are gone to unload, have three or four loading spots ready for them when they get back. You might think of setting up conveyor belts for loading the trucks. Two of them ought to be able to load pretty damned fast. Feed the belts from a hopper and several front loaders can keep the hoppers full of fill moved by dozers and pans. All of this is cheaper than the penalties that are going to start piling up when you can't catch up."

Jenkins stared at him. He stood and walked to the window and gazed out. After several minutes he turned. "You know this is by far the biggest job I have ever had. I guess I am just in over my head. My best Supervisor wants to resign because I won't listen. Pat says the same things you say. I think I am going to go back to my office and count paperclips and let Pat run this job."

Mica walked over to Mr. Jenkins, "Listen to him, learn from him. Ask him, 'Why do you want to do it that way?' He'll tell you, if he worth a damn. If not find someone who CAN do it, I suspect you already have one. Why don't you get him over here and we will see what he says." 

Jenkins looked at him for a second, then grinned. He walked to the front door of the house. He opened it and looked out, the he yelled "Hey Chuck, get Joe on the radio, tell him I need Pat down here right away, OK?" Jenkins nodded and shut the door. He walked in the den, "It'll five minutes or so, I'll wait outside, I want a word with Pat before we come in." 

Mica grinned at Jack, "I'll bet he is apologizing to him for not listening."

Jack shook his head. "No bet, Mica."

The door opened and a young woman in jeans, a jacket, a hard hat and work boots entered in front of Jenkins she smiled and extended her gloved hand. Mica took it a smiled back. He said, "I was not expecting a beautiful girl."

Mr. Jenkins said, "This Patricia Jenkins, my daughter and best 'Super'. Pat this is Mica McDermott and Jack Murphy, I think Jack runs this place and Mr. McDermott is the owner."

Pat grinned at the two men, "Just to set thing straight before we start, I want you to know that besides being the boss's daughter, I have an Engineering Degree from Georgia Tech. I do have a pretty good idea of what I am talking about."

Mica smiled again, "Miss Jenkins, I am pleased to meet you, you are probably much more knowledgeable that either of us. Mr. Murphy has a degree in Ichthyology and my degree is a Masters in Electrical Engineering. So we defer to your superior knowledge."

Pat Jenkins grinned back, "Thank you Mr. McDermott, I wish my father was as open minded as you are. He is convinced I am just a silly little girl wanting to play a man's game."

"Miss Jenkins, I will take you word for it , that you are not silly, but if you don't mind I'll reserve judgment until I hear how you propose to catch up with your quotas with the Prime Contractor. What do you have in mind?"

"Mr. McDer---, Damn, can I just call you Jack and Mike? My name is Pat."

Mica said, "I think Jack is fine, you can call me Mack or Mica, Mica is short for Micaiah."

"My, that is an interesting name, biblical, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is an old family name."

"OK, Mica, Here is what I propose. I want to pull all but a token few trucks off the Durham job and bring them down here. I want to get several of the new conveyor belt loaders on tracks. They can pick up fill from a pile and shoot it into a dump truck very rapidly, after we complete this job they will still be very useful on any size job we have.

"Dad says we can operate the excavators and dozers all night long and stock pile the fill. I have located and priced the conveyors and we can send two of our transporters to Norfolk, Virginia and have them here and working in a couple of days.

"When we get caught up we can slack off a little and work only half a day on Saturdays and close down completely on Sundays. You can't push the drivers and equipment operators too hard or the accident rates go way up, and we also need time to service the equipment."

"Pat I think you are on the right track, we are willing to postpone the work you are to do to improve the property for us until after you are caught up on your quotas."

"Thank you Mica, we appreciate that very much. Now I have to get to a phone and order those conveyors."

"Pat you are welcome to use my desk and phone for a while if you want to save some time."

"Oh! Thank you, I'll do that."

"Great, my wife and our month old daughter will be happy when you are finished running those big trucks all day."

"You have a new baby here, can I see it?"

"Right now they are down in our home in the Florida Keys, I'll fly down to join them when we finish up here."

"Really, Dad has a second home on Long Key in the little town of Layton." 

"I know where Layton is. We are only a few miles from there. Have you ever noticed the small gated island a mile or two south of Islamorada on the Gulf Side?"

"Yes! I know the place! It is beautiful."

"We just bought it a few months back, and we love it there. I can't wait to get back."

"Do you fly the plane outside back and forth?"

"Yes, both my wife and I are pilots."

Mr. Jenkins said, "I was down there two weeks ago, there was a new name on the front, 'Milan' or something. "

Jack said, "That is 'Ceylon', his wife is a Royal Princess of Ceylon."

Mica laughed, "Hey!, She is YOUR daughter, don't blame it on me."

Pat yipped, "I know who she is now! I saw her picture in a magazine. Wow, she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, she looks like a gueen." 

Her father said, "I don't understand, I thought the people from there are dark skinned, she certainly isn't dark."

Jack answered, "No she is actually only 1/32nd native blood from Ceylon. The rest is almost pure Irish."

"Our tiny daughter, Sirima, is named after her great, great, great, grandmother and even at her tender age she rules the roost."

Pat asked, "Is as pretty as her mother?"

Both Jack and Mica said, "YES". They laughed, Jack said, "She is a perfect little doll. We have compared her with pictures of her mother as a baby and you cannot tell the difference. She doesn't look like Mica at all."

"Thank goodness!" grinned Mica. He looked at Jack, "Can you finish up here, I would like to get on my way, I am going to have to stop for fuel in New Bern before I head out." 

Jack said, "Mica, everything is under control now, get going."

An hour later Mica was climbing to his assigned altitude of 19,000 feet. He wiggled the oxygen mask around trying to find a comfortable fit. These small masks were nowhere near as comfortable as the larger military type masks he used before. They were much lighter though and seemed to fade from your consciousness after a while, and you didn't know it was there. There was a cold front reported from the panhandle of Florida to Savanna, Georgia and then out into the Atlantic.

Mica could see the weather from a long way off. He was in the clear at his altitude and could see the cumulus clouds of the storm cells clearly. Lightning illuminated the towering anvil shaped tops of the storms. He thought he could remain clear of the storms if he could deviate from the airway. As he neared the front he could see that his route would go through a very active storm cell. He contacted Savanna Radio and requested a deviation from the airway. He was advised that due to traffic at his altitude on other airways they could not approve his request. Mica told them to inform the Air Traffic control Center that he was canceling his Instrument Flight Plan and proceeding under Visual Rules. 

He descended to 18,500 feet to conform with the hemispherical rule for cruising altitudes in VFR conditions. Because he was flying a course slightly west of south he was required to fly at an even altitude plus 500 feet. He deviated from the airway and saw several other aircraft doing the same thing. One passed quite close to him and was only 500 feet above him and was evidently deviating from course while on IFR. A lightning flash clearly illuminated the other plane. Mica keyed his radio, "Eastern DC 6 northbound just west of Savanna, this is Cessna 36 Bravo, how is the weather south of you? Over."

"Cessna 36 Bravo, Eastern DC 6, the weather south of here is clear as a bell down to Miami. You must be pretty high for the average Cessna to see us, are you the pretty little twin that passed us southbound a few seconds ago? Over."

"Roger Eastern, We are only 1400 feet below our service ceiling, but we like it up here, with a little tail wind our ground speed is a RCH over 240 MPH right now. Over."

"Roger Cessna 36 Bravo, My copilot wants to know if you are also Princess 36 Bravo? Over."

"Roger, Eastern, my wife is not aboard and I only use it when she is aboard."

A different voice came on the radio, "36 Bravo, I sure hope you are heading to where she is, she is too beautiful to leave alone very long."




It Has to be Fate Pt. 06



Mica grinned, "Roger that. I am pedaling just as fast as my little legs will go. 36 Bravo, out."

Mica had a Taxi waiting for him at the FBO. He turned the plane over to the service man for fueling and to be tied down. Mica entered the main dining room at the Duck Key Club at about quarter of ten. He stood looking for Melissa, he saw Allison and David at what was now called the 'Royal Table'. Melissa was not with them. 

Then he saw her, she was dancing with a tall handsome man. The number ended and they stood talking while Mica made his way towards them. A slow ballad started and they moved close together. Mica neared them and saw Melissa had her head on his shoulder and her eyes closed. 

Mica tapped the man on the shoulder and said, "Excuse me, but may I cut in?"

Melissa's eyes popped wide open.

The man looked at Mica and said, "Hell no! Go find someone else, she is mine for tonight."

"Oh! Really?"

Melissa's face broke into a beautiful smile, "Mica!"

The tall man drew his fist back, Melissa grabbed his arm and jerked him over backwards. He hit the floor with a thud. Her thin heel jammed into the palm of his hand pinning it to the floor. "Move a muscle and I'll go through your hand. Stay on the floor and don't move." She looked at Mica, "Hi! Sweetie, I am sure glad to see you." She looked at the man on the floor, "If I let you up will you behave your self, Freddy? I just saved your life, this man is my husband and he can easily kill you."

The man looked at Mica, "Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't know who you were."

Mica smiled at Melissa. "Let him up." She ran into his arms and kissed him passionately.

She pulled back and looked in his eyes, "I missed you so damned much I was dreaming of you when I was dancing with him. God! I am so glad to see you. Kiss me again." While Mica kissed her, he kept an eye on Freddy. He watched as someone helped him to his feet then led him off.

Melissa smiled at her husband, "I wasn't expecting you home tonight. You must have finished your work quickly."

"I sure did, actually I just put my weight behind what your Dad had figured out. Everything was under control so I left."

She pulled Mica over to Allison and David and they said their 'Goodnights' and left for Ceylon. They walked in the den and Melissa smiled at her man. "How did the Bluebird fly?

"The Bluebird?"

"Oh! I'm sorry, that is how I think of the 310. In my mind I call her 'The Bluebird.'" 

"The 'Bluebird was great, she was haulin' butt tonight, we were knocking off a ground speed between 240 and 250 miles an hour. There was a big front around Savanna but I squirmed between some cells and didn't have to fly through the soup. Everyone else had the same idea and it got crowded up there in that little gap in the line of storms. I was at 18,500 feet dodging the airliners."

"Oh, that is as high as we have ever had her isn't it?"

"No, I was IFR at 19,000 and asked to deviate around the storm and they turned me down. The airlines were smarter I guess, they just went ahead and did it. I canceled my IFR and went VFR at 18,500. She was steady as a rock at both altitudes."

"Well I am just glad you are home safe and sound."

"Well, I can't help thinking of how comfortable you looked in Freddy's arms. What would have happened if I hadn't made it home tonight?"

"That was my last dance of the evening, then I was to meet Tommy at the front entrance to the club for a ride home. Mary and Tommy insisted on that so I wouldn't be tempted to drive if I had a couple too many. They are so sweet."

"Yeah! Smart too! I worry a lot about you."

"What, why are you worried about me?"

"Because I love you and hate the thought of loosing you."

"Mica, you know I love only you, I'll never leave you."

"Maybe! Look at it from my point of view. It seems that no matter where we are there are always guys sniffing around after you, and you love it. I do not know what you are doing but somehow they all seem to think you are interested in them too. I think that in your conscious mind you love me; subconsciously you are very attracted to other men.

"I am afraid you will not be able to stop one of them in time and you will do something I will not be able to forgive. Then our marriage will end."

Melissa's eyes grew wide, her jaw dropped and tears began to flow from her eyes, "Mica, you are scaring me to death, I tease and flirt a little with the guys when we dance, but the first thing I tell them is that I am married and that I will never cheat on my husband."

"So far that doesn't seem to deter anyone very much, like the guy tonight said, 'She is mine for tonight.' I think he believed that. Why did he think that? Or was he right?"

Melissa rocked back as if he had slapped her. She stared at him, tears coursed down her cheeks, her head dropped, she whispered, "No, no, he was not right. Do you really believe that?"

"I believe he believed it. He was convinced he would fuck you tonight. You haven't answered my question, why did he believe that?"

"I guess he didn't know it was just harmless teasing and flirting."

"From the way I see it, it was far from harmless, wasn't it? He certainly got hurt, I am hurting, you do not seem to be too happy, that does not seem so harmless to me. If you flirt with or tease a man other than your husband it is very dangerous, people get killed that way. You need to think seriously about it before you get me killed or yourself thrown out on your gorgeous little ass." He turned and walked away. She sat and sobbed. She looked at him, jumped up and ran after him. 

"Mica, damn it! You had your say, let me have mine before you walk away!" 

Mica turned and stared at her. A corner of his mouth turned up a little and he said, "I'm sorry, Dear, that was very rude of me." He walked back to the den and sat on the couch. 

Melissa stood and leaned her ass against the desk. "Mica, I know I have been totally wrong in the way I have acted. You see, I never flirted or teased before we got together. I was always too shy and vulnerable to do that sort of thing. Now I love you so damned much I feel everyone else should be able to see that I totally and completely belong only to you. I just have fun with the guys, teasing and flirting with them when they flirt with me. It gives me a little thrill when I do it but I know all along it is just a game for me. If a guy says he wants to make love to me I say sure but I have one rule, I never have sex unless my husband gives his permission and is holding my hand when it happens. 

"I know it will never happen again. I agree with you completely about how wrong it is. When you walked away from me, I thought about the old idea about not doing or saying anything you wouldn't do or say in front of your spouse. I know I would not flirt like that if you were there. I have been a silly little fool, but believe me, I love you and need only you Mica."

Mica stood and stepped to her, his hands out. She took his hands and he pulled her to him looking deeply into her eyes. He softly said, "Melissa, I love you too, I cannot share you, with anyone, not even Billy. I still wake up at night seeing you with him and wanting to kill him. I never knew I would be this way, I just can't help how I feel. If I am too possessive, I am sorry, I don't think I will ever change. I can understand if you feel I am overwhelmingly and obsessively possessive of you. That is how I am."

"Sweetie, that is exactly what I want and need. I feel so damned bad that I have caused any doubt in your mind about how I feel about you, there is NO doubt in my mind about how I love you. I admit that I got carried away with the flirting and teasing thing. I was dead wrong, I was becoming something I have always looked down on with disgust, a 'cock teaser'. Please forgive me. Please!"

"I don't know if I can change much to let you tease and flirt a little. I no longer have the total trust in you I once had. I guess it is up to you to try to rebuild that, if you want to. Don't look at me that way, I do not believe you have ever lied to me. I just feel you are going to let yourself get in a position where something will happen that I won't be able to live with." 

"Mica, nothing is going to happen, I promise." 

"God, my love, I pray that it is true. Now, let's go see our sweet daughter, I'm sure she wants some of your milk, she is good about taking a bottle now and then, but she really loves your breast milk. So do I." 

"Oh, Mica, you know I always have plenty of milk. You always get the leftovers if you are around."

Mica smiled at her and then his face drooped, he sat hard on the chair by the crib. Tears ran from his eyes. Melissa dropped to her knees between his legs, she raised his head and pressed her lips to each eye. Then she kissed Mica with all the love she felt for him. He kissed her back fiercely lifting her into his arms, "I love you so much, I am so afraid I'll loose you." 

"Mica I may have acted a little silly, but believe me, I love only you, I'll never do anything to make you doubt me again." 

A week later Jack called and said the fill dirt was really being moved and that Miss Jenkins was a slave driver. He laughed, "Her guys are really busting their butts for her, she has to run them off the site when they finish their shifts. I don't know when she sleeps, seems as if she is always here. They are back on schedule to make their quota.

"You won't believe it but she even got the pads for the office building and the hanger finished. She was out here running a grader herself, on Saturday afternoon, did a damned fine job of it too!"

"Hey! That is great to hear. Did you notify the steel building contractor so he can get started on them?"

"Sure did, Mica, the concrete people will pour the slabs tomorrow and Thursday. He said that the buildings will both be delivered next week, the erection crew will be here the following day. He said the hangar will be up and usable in a week. The offices will be up in two weeks but the interior will take another month or so to finish."

"I'll bet you will be happy to see that go up."

"You bet I will, I already have a three room office suite rented for a year."

"Really, who rented it?"

"Jenkins Enterprises."

"Great! We are not going to need all that space for a while."

"Well, Pat said they were going to be here for at least 18 months more and she needed more space than the little portable offices give her. She is leasing it for the same amount space is going for in town."

"Keep up the good work, Dad, has Billy Marker been around at all?"

"Hell yes, every day. He borrows my books on fish hatcheries and aquaculture. That man is a lot smarter that I thought he was when I first met him. When you first meet him, he does not say much, he just listens and learns. After you know him for a while you find out he knows as much or more than you do about things."

"Yeah, Dad! That's Billy all right. He picks your brain and you don't even know he is doing it. He has a little trick, he has a little wire recorder I got for him in Japan, it is smaller than a cigarette pack, he records everything and plays it back later. He will play it back over and over until he has everything figured out."

"Mica, when are you guys coming back? Maryalice and I miss you guys and we want to see Sirima again."

"Well, how about I talk to Melissa and see what she wants to do. I can always run up there and bring you down here for a visit. Let me call you back tomorrow."

"OK, talk to you later, bye!"

Mica told Melissa about the call from her dad. She was happy about it and called David, her brother and told him about it. David laughed and said, "I guess the cat is gonna be out of the bag now about Allison and I now." Melissa and David agreed that their parents should stay half the time with each of them.

The next day Mica drove Melissa and Sirima into town, both of them had doctors's appointments. Mica held Sirima in the waiting room while Melissa visited the OB/GYN doctor. When she returned to the waiting room there was a nice looking woman about 40 with her, she introduced her to Mica as Doctor Jane. The doctor grinned from ear to ear when she held Sirima. She said, "I love all babies but this one is just adorable, I hate to give her back to you. I think I should have been a Pediatrician, who is her doctor?"

"She sees Dr. Main, next door." 

"Wonderful, my three and six year old boys see him. He loves babies as much as I do." 

Melissa and Sirima accompanied Mica when he flew back to Havelock the next week. Mica hired an older black woman as a house keeper to help Melissa. Melissa said she didn't need any help. Mica grinned at her, "OK, I guess I should fire Mary and Tom too, right?"

"Yeah, right! I think you would fire me first."

"Look, I can't do housekeeping when I am here alone and get much business done. You seem to want to spend more time in the Keys than up here so I had to do something. Her son, Willy Brown has done the yard work for us for the last year. His mother, Lucinda, worked for a woman for 15 years and the woman just passed away and he told me she was looking for a job. She is supposed to be a wonderful cook too."

Melissa pouted, "I guess that tells me something about my cooking, every time I turn around you are hiring a cook for us."

"When you cook, you do a wonderful job of it. You do everything you set your mind to very well. I just think that with the baby, you could use the help."

"I guess I think I should have to work as hard as most young wives and take care of the baby and do everything else while you go out and bring home the bacon. Dawn did it without help."

"She sure did, and I know without a doubt you could do it too, but why?"

Melissa smiled, "Just because I love doing things for you and Sirima."

Mica grinned, "I believe Sirima is six weeks old today, I know something you can do for me tonight."

Melissa's face lit up in the smile he loved so much. "Really? Let me guess! Oh! You want me to shine your dress shoes, right? No! that's not it, you need a shirt ironed, or you need a gun cleaned. YES! That's it. You shoot that cannon between your legs and I'll clean it for you. Oh Mica, you just don't know how much I need your loving too! I am so horny I am afraid I'll toot if I try to talk." She looked at him, "I just fed Sirima, she is ready for a nap, do we have to wait for tonight?"

Mica grinned widely, and looked at his watch, "I think I have a few minutes available, Let me lock the doors so we are not disturbed. OK?" 

Mica took Sirima from Melissa and walked into the nursery. He gently placed her in her crib and covered her with a small blanket. He turned and saw his wife turn and pull her blouse off. She did not make another full step before he had her in his hands. He turned her and pulled her into his arms for a long kiss.

She smiled gently up at him, "Honey, I have a job for you before we make love, Serima wasn't too hungry this morning and my breasts are still full. I need to empty then some or I'll leak milk all over us." 

"Mrs. McDermott, it is a husband's duty to ensure his wife's comfort and well being at all times. I WILL do my duty."

Melissa giggled as Mica sat on the bed. She took off the rest of her clothes and stood before him smiling lovingly. She stepped between his legs and whispered, "Do your husbandly duty my precious husband." She pressed a pink nipple to his lips. His hands gently cupped her breasts, weighing them.

He smiled up at her, "Mmmmmm! About a pint and a half I think. I better get to work." His fingers squeezed a distended nipple and a stream of milk hit him in the face and dribbled down his cheek.

She leaned down and licked it off his cheek. "I can see you need a lot more practice at this."

"Oh! Forgive me Princess, I will try harder." This time the stream of milk went right in his mouth. The he closed his lips around the nipple and sucked gently while his hands softly kneaded her breast. She felt the pressure in her breast lessen and moved Mica to her other breast. He held his mouth closer to the turgid dark pink nipple when he squeezed it. She giggled as this time four streams of milk squirted out, two went in his open mouth, one hit his cheek and the last one flew directly in his eye. He pulled back and smiled back up at her. "Wow! This is a dangerous job, I'm going to need a lot more practice."

Melissa smiled, she pulled his face against her breast and whispered, "Hush, Sweetie, get back to work, I need you inside me. It has been so long." Her head went back and her eyes closed as she relished the feeling of his strong suction on her nipple. She shook her head and gently pushed him away. She brushed past him and crawled to the center of their big bed and lay on her back. She looked in his eyes, "Now, Hun, now!"

He wasted no time in accommodating her. He stood and quickly stripped his shirt and jeans off. His underwear flew through the air. He moved quickly up between her legs. Her little hand grasped his rigid cock and guided it to her pussy. She was very wet and slippery. Her hands and heels pulled him forward into her. His back was humped as he kissed her lips while he stroked slowly in and out. She looked up in his eyes, "God! Sweetie, you feel so damned wonderful, harder, faster, God! I love it so damned much! Oh! That is better, just perfect. Unh! Unh! Unh hun! Yes! God yes! Mica, I love you so much." Mica felt his climax nearing and slowed down a bit. Little female beneath him moaned, "NO! Don't stop now!"

"Honey if I don't slow down some now, I'll cum real soon."

"Oh! Yes! Cum now! Cum inside me now! That is what I need. Oh! I feel It! I feel your cum. I'm cuming too! Wow! You are still coming! Oh! You are filling me up, that is the most I have ever felt inside me. I can feel it leaking out, your cum is usually so thick and sticky nothing leaks out. Hand me that little towel off the nightstand. I'll try and get it under me before you pull out." 

Mica pulled his shrinking cock from Melissa's pussy and watched the cum slowly flow out. She leaned forward and looked too. She looked up at her husband, "Wow! I thought I was keeping you happy, that is a big load of sperm. That looks like twice as much as usual. Slip over beside me, I need to cuddle with my man for a while before our darling daughter wakes up."

Half an hour later Mica looked at Melissa as he stepped from the shower. He held a small pink plastic case in his hands. He grinned, "Did you forget something?"

"Oh God! I completely forgot about my diaphragm! I don't know where I am in my cycle. I have only had one light period since Sirima was born."

"Don't worry about it, we will be happy either way, right?"

"Oh yes! I would like a little space between kids but it doesn't really matter."

"Sweetheart, fate has been damned good to us so far. I believe we have to work hard to have things turn out the way we want them to, but fate has a hand in it too. As long as we have each other and we love each other we will be OK."

Melissa met Lucinda Brown and liked her right away. Lucinda was delighted to have a baby to help care for. Melissa and Lucinda sat at the kitchen table and worked out the hours and her duties. Melissa told Lucinda how she worked things in the keys and Lucinda was happy with a similar arraignment. Her regular hours when the family was home were from 11 to 7 every day five days a week. When they were away she just needed to work enough to keep the house clean.

Melissa and Mica were very pleased with her work, she was a very good cook. Her fried chicken was to die for.

Things were progressing nicely with the fill removal. The contractor, Mr. Jenkins was as good as his word and was in the home office while Pat Jenkins ran the job. Her people were now ahead of schedule and some additional work for McDermott Enterprises was being done. Mica and Melissa took his old Jeep and looked at the construction under way on the hangar. It was complete except for hanging the big doors which were being finished inside the hangar. They were told they could roll the 310 inside later that evening. 




It Has to be Fate Pt. 07



This is a story about a young Marine Corps pilot during the era between the Korean War and the Viet Nam War. Reading the previous parts will lead to a better understanding of the plot and the characters.

*

Melissa watched as Mica walked in from the pool. His body was a nice even tan now and he was back to his prior fitness and weight after the injury to his head. They had been spending most of the time at Ceylon in the Keys. They were expecting Dawn, Billy and their three children that afternoon. The Markers were going to stay for a week. Now that Billy was retired and working for McDermott Enterprises, they could visit more often.

Melissa smiled when Mica spotted her sitting in the rocker nursing the new baby. He stood and looked down at his son, Charles Jack McDermott, he grinned as he bent down and kissed the baby on the head. He was tempted to kiss his wife's bare breast but he knew she wouldn't like it. Not while she was nursing the baby. Little Chucky was a happy baby, unlike his older sister, he very rarely cried. He waited patiently for his meals. At three months old he slept through the night without waking.

Melissa worried at first that there was something wrong with him but the pediatricians could find nothing wrong. In fact, their tests indicated that he was extremely intelligent.

Mica was already very attached to his son, not that he didn't love his little daughter, he just identified with his son. He vowed to himself that he would not favor one over the other. The college tuitions for both were already paid for at the University of Florida. 

Mica and Melissa were trying to decide if Mica should have a vasectomy done. Mica was happy with two children but Melissa thought she might want one more. She wanted to keep their options open. Mica said he would love not having to worry about getting her pregnant.

Melissa giggled, "What's to worry about? I have never made you use a rubber. I don't like them. I will just use my diaphragm, unless you tell me not to."

"I know honey, sometimes it sort of spoils the spontaneity when we have to stop what we are doing while you go put the damned thing in."

"How do you think I feel when I have to tell you to stop doing something I really love. But having kids from now on should not be something spontaneous, it should be something we think carefully about and plan for well in advance. I want to get our child rearing time over with when we are still young enough to still enjoy life. I don't want to be sixty years old with kids still in grade school."

"Grade school?"

"OK, High School! OK?"

Mica chuckled, "Hey, why not Kindergarden?"

Melissa looked at him, "I guess you are planning on trading me for a new younger wife then."

"No, that never occurred to me, I have to think about that for a while. OK, no deal, you will be my one and only wife. I won't let you go looking for a young stud."

"What, I thought I would leave you with all twelve kids and find a toy boy."

"Twelve?"

"Well, Momma had six and still looks good. Right?"

"She sure does, but I notice your dad looks a little worn around the edges."

"I'm going to tell him you said that!"

"Hey, he'll agree with me." 

Melissa grinned, "You are probably right, he is so happy there at the fish farm, he just grins all the time."

"Yeah! When I talked to him the other day he said the first crop of our catfish are up to about a pound in weight and the losses have been minimal. Much better than he expected."

"Hey! I think you just changed the subject on me when it was just getting interesting."

Mica smiled, "You were the one who changed the subject, we were talking about sex and the byproduct of sex, kids. Are you cleared to have vaginal intercourse again?"

"Yep!" Melissa smiled, "Dr. Joan said I am cleared to go again when I saw her this morning."

"So when were you going to tell me, next week?"

"No Sweetie, I was planning a romantic dinner tonight, then I was going to wear that new silk nightie you got me the other day."

"Think we could just skip dinner?"

"Hey, big guy, you are the boss around here, if you want me right now, all you have to do is say so."

"SO!"

"So what?"

"You said all I had to do was say 'so'. I just said it."

Melissa smiled as she took his hand and started for the bedroom. They saw Mary as they passed the kitchen. Melissa giggled and said, "Mary, Mr. Mica and I will be in conference for about a hour. We would rather not be disturbed."

Mary laughed, "Sirima is happy in the kitchen in her play pen and Chucky should sleep for an hour or better since you just fed him. Your 'Conference' should be undisturbed."

"Thank you Mary."

Mica and his beautiful wife laughed as they walked to their bedroom. Melissa put their son gently in his crib and he did not awaken. 

When she went back into the bedroom, Mica sat on the bed completely nude. She smiled and started undressing. She held up her nursing bra. "Boy, I'll sure be happy when I can start wearing some of those sexy little bras for you again. These are so thick and heavy I sweat terribly under them in the hot weather.

"How is your milk holding out with both babies hungry all the time?"

"Sirima is good about taking a bottle and Dr. Mark says she can do fine without my milk now. Chucky already takes more milk than Sirima does, but of course, she eats her baby foods too. She is tiny and he is going to be a big guy according to the doctor."

She walked between his legs and pressed a nipple against his lips. He slurped the swollen nipple into his lips. The milk was plentiful at first but seemed to slack off after a short time. Mica switched to the other nipple with the same result. He looked up at his wife, Honey, as much as I love your milk, I just can't do this anymore. You don't have that much. You need all of it for our babies."

"I love you to do that, maybe you can love them without sucking so hard."

"I know I can, I just thought that you liked it that way."

"OH! I do. I really do like that, when I am finished breast feeding and dry up, you can do it that way again." She giggled and pushed him back on the bed and flopped on top of him. She held his face between her hands and kissed him over and over. Then she lifted a little and he felt her little hand searching for his cock. She found it pinned under her hip and steered it to her hungry pussy. She was very wet and his cock slipped right in.

She sighed and whispered, "Oh Honey, you feel so damned perfect I am already having orgasms. You are so perfect for me. I just love how you fit inside me, you just delightfully fill me up, not a speck of pain, all a hundred percent pure bliss. Will you do me from behind where you stand on the floor and I kneel on the corner of the bed?

"Yes, yes, Mica, I just love that. Now you stand still and let me do everything. Hungh, ungh, umh, unh, unh, cum inside me, I love to feel you squirt up there." She was on something like a human auto pilot, her rhythm was perfect and Mica was rapidly nearing his climax. He tried to hold back but she was so relentless in her motion he just gave up and let it happen. "It's so hot! I feel it spreading all over inside me. Ooooo! It feels sooooo good. God, how I love that. God, how I love you." She slowed to a stop and looked back at him.

She grinned, "Want some more?"

Mica laughed, "Not unless you go get someone to help me stand up. My knees are weak and my toes feel as if they are permanently curled under.

"Can I take that as a 'maybe later'?"

"Unhun, you sure can!"

"You do remember that Dawn and Billy will be here tonight don't you?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Do you think they are going to expect this to be one of those 'Special Occasions'?"

"Sweetheart, I love them both, but I am not ready for that now, if you want to play with them, go ahead. I will not hold it against you."

"Mica I have in no way changed my rules, I will not have sex with anyone but you without you being present and approving of it and holding my hand while it takes place."

Mica thought for a second, "In that case I guess it doesn't qualify as a 'Special Occasion', I think that is all we need to say."

Melissa smiled, "Can it still be special for you and I later?" 

"I'll be disappointed if it isn't."

The couples had a delightful week together. They did a lot of fishing, explored the reefs snorkeling, dined and danced at night, and they took an overnight flight to Havana in the Bluebird, leaving all the children with Uncle David and Aunt Allison capably assisted by Mary and Tom. When it was time for Dawn and Billy to leave, Billy drew everyone aside, "This has been one of the best times of our lives for Dawn and I. You guys were right, I think it would have messed everything up if it had been a 'special occasion'. Thank you both for a super special week."

After relaxing for a couple of days Mica and Melissa were sitting in the Florida room quietly talking about how lucky they were to have such wonderful kids. Mica said he thought they were exceptionally healthy and well behaved kids."

Melissa smiled at him, "Honey, they are very healthy, I like to think part of that is because we take very good care of them, and as for the other part, they are a little young to be getting into much trouble. That usually doesn't happen until they are at least potty trained." She looked at him, "What do you have on your mind now, I can tell you are working up to something you want to say but are afraid to bring up. What is it?"

"Oh, nothing, I guess I wanted to ask. . . . . Aw! Nothing."

"Come on Mica, you know I have no secrets from you and I hope you have none from me."

"That is not exactly true, we both have a few little things we do not want the other to know, right?"

'I think you know everything about me, what are you hiding from me?"

"That is not true, there are things that happened to you, you think I have no need to know. I trust your judgment on that."

"Exactly what do you think I am withholding from you?"

"Well, several things, I think there were things on the movies Raja made of you that you didn't want me to see. I agree that it probably a good thing you burned them. I think it is a huge coincidence that I went all my life without ever getting raped, and then after you are raped and I had trouble accepting what happened, then about a month later, I get raped, albeit very gently. I have a feeling you know more than you are willing to admit about that. You didn't seem very surprised or angry when you found out about it."

Melissa looked at him and a tear rolled down her cheek. "All right, I am guilty as charged, I destroyed the films because I was ashamed by what was on them and afraid of what might happen if they fell into the wrong hands."

"Your reasoning in that case is impeccable, my dear, you are guilty of nothing I have a serious quarrel with. What is the story behind my 'rape'?"

Melissa's lips quivered and Mica was afraid she was going to cry, then he realized she was trying not to laugh. He smiled, "It was a set-up wasn't it?"

She nodded.

"Want to tell me about it?"

She looked him in the eyes, "It worked didn't it?"

"I can't deny that. It showed me I was being a total ass about how I was reacting to what you went through. Rationally, I already knew it, subconsciously, I couldn't deal with it. Was it your idea?"

"No, Pat and Peggy came up with it. Pat has a degree in psychology and Peggy is a RN working on some experimental drugs at Duke University Medical Research, they are trying to develop some new anesthetics and some had interesting side effects she thought we could use."

"So you knew in advance it was going to happen?"

"Yes, I helped them plan it, I wanted to be the one who raped you but they said that wouldn't work. After all you did enjoy it, didn't you?"

"Are you jealous?"

"Oh! Yes, very, very jealous."

"I have one more question."

Melissa said, "Shoot, what do you want to know?"

"Do you ever think about or dream about Raja?"

"She stared at him for a long moment, and then she said, "I cannot answer that question without an explanation. Yes or no will not answer it truthfully."

"I will listen to an explanation."

"I have had dreams about Raja, those dreams were more in the nature of nightmares. They are not pleasant dreams. I have had waking thoughts about him too. They are not fond memories and are never erotic in anyway. That is the best answer I can give you."

"That was a damned good answer."

"Let me ask you if you have ever dreamed of Peggy."

"OK. Yes I have, and it was a very erotic dream."

Melissa sniffed, "Do you want to see her again? Do you want to have sex with her again?"

"The only way that could happen again is with drugs. I am a little smarter now. I'll never eat or drink anything when she is around."

Melissa laughed, "She did that as a favor to me with my permission. I will never give her permission again, so forget about it."

"You really were jealous, weren't you?"

"Yes, I was damned jealous, but I needed my husband back. I did what I had to do to get you back."

"I am back, I do not plan on leaving again." Melissa turned around on the couch so she was facing him and moved across his lap. She kissed him deeply, her tongue playing with his. She stood and pulled him erect. She pulled the shorts and his jockey shorts down freeing his hard cock. She turned around and pulled her own shorts and panties down. She silently leaned over the arm of the couch. She felt his warm hands caressing the cheeks of her ass, his fingers slipped between her legs and found she was already slippery with her own juices. She could feel his hot thick cock slide inside her in one long slow firm stroke. 

It was an utterly delightful feeling for him as he eased in deeper and deeper through the snug wet velvety sheath of her vaginal canal. She was clinching then releasing the muscles in her pussy. Thank God for Dr. Barden and Dr. Joan, who both believe in Dr. Kegel's exercises. Melissa was tighter than when they first made love, she is able to squeeze a finger inserted in her vagina so that it hurts the finger a little.

She does the exercises every day and enjoys doing them. Mica enjoys the results, she can 'milk' him with her vagina. He was delighted with the things she could do to him. Mica was using a version of the exercises too, and was better able to control his own orgasms and he could last much longer now, this really pleased Melissa.

Mica sensed that he was drawing close to a climax and clamped down hard using the same muscles he would use to delay pissing or to stop pissing. This was very effective now that he had strengthened those muscles by the exercises.

Melissa softly moaned in her appreciation of his ability to prolong her pleasure. He could help her keep an orgasm for quite a long time. This help, coupled with her new ability to sustain her orgasms for a much longer time, was making their love making much more satisfying and intense. Mica was the only person she ever been with who was able to make her feel this way.

Mica was enthusiastic about the changes in their erotic skills that took them to levels of ecstasy that they had never reached before. Mica was now almost thirty years old and in superb physical condition. The fish farm and the fill removal were almost complete. The food freezing department was running at full capacity with the plant now employing over fifty people. They were producing frozen catfish from their own farm and buying huge amounts of freshly caught fish from the local commercial fishermen. They also packaged frozen vegetables and meats. They were researching the production of the new 'TV Dinners' that were becoming popular.

There was a new building under construction to house laboratories for testing new products. Pat Jenkins still rented the suite of offices and was a partner with Mica and Melissa in Jenkins Construction Inc.. Pat had a free hand in running the company. The company successfully bid on a number of projects on and near the base. The current project was preparing the sites for a new 500 unit base housing development. That included the drainage system, roads and other infrastructure. Pat's father had retired and was living in the Keys.

Mica had purchased a new 45 foot sports fishing cruiser to replace the old Prowler. They had to apply for permits to dredge the existing channel to the island. They wanted to deepen and widen the channel. This would allow the use of larger boats by forty homes on the channel on past Ceylon. Mica also requested a permit to use the material from the dredging to enlarge the island. Melissa appeared before the Monroe County Planning Commission and later the County Commission to speak in favor of the project. She had about a hundred supporters at each meeting. 

Princess Melissa was a very popular celebrity resident of the Keys and appeared, at no cost to the county, in many of the TV commercials and other advertisements for the Florida Keys. She totally charmed both groups and won unanimous approval of all items.

Mica was delighted because he had been aware that the dredging company that was going to be dredging the canals for a new waterfront community located south of Naples , Florida, called Marco Island. The island was now a fishing village where the biggest employer was the Durkee Company clam canning plant. The dredges were going to be idle for several month between the completion of a job in Miami and the job in Naples. Mica was able to negotiate a very good deal on his job.

The dredges and barges had to pass close to Ceylon on the way between jobs. The price was so good he talked the Homeowner's Association of the forty home community into paying for half of the costs of the dredging. They had been trying for several years to find someone to the job at a reasonable price. Part of the contract was that all the excess material that was dredged up belonged to Mica.

Mica also negotiated with the State of Florida to provide fill for a new wayside park and rest area along the Overseas Highway, US1. He won that contract for Jenkins Construction Inc. and got top dollar for the fill because it was coral rock and that type of fill was extremely stable and unaffected by the salt water, and had a very low amount of organic matter in with it.

Mica and Melissa ended up with an island twice the original size that could accommodate much larger yachts at little or no out of pocket costs. The new dock could take boats twice the size of the new boat. Melissa loved the new boat because they could take the two babies with them when they went fishing, Mary took care of the children and Tom ran the boat.

Mica had been going to hire a landscape company to fix the new area of Ceylon. Tom persuaded him to let Tom contract the job out himself. The results were better than they had hoped for. The new area blended in so well that after a few weeks it looked as if it were all original. The tennis court was their pride and joy. It could also be used for volley ball, basketball and other sports. Beneath the court was a huge tank or cistern. All the rain water from the court and the roofs of the buildings drained through filters and was piped to the cistern. Under normal conditions they used very little city water and could get by very nicely without using any city water in an emergency. 

Mica also installed a diesel generator and a large underground fuel tank for diesel fuel for the boat and the large diesel powered generator. The fuel tank was large enough so that he was able to buy fuel at wholesale prices. 

One evening after the babies were fed and asleep in their cribs, Melissa turned to Mica, "Are you tired Honey?"

He looked at her and saw the small smile on her lips, "No, not too tired for that!" he grinned. 

She smiled, then the smile faded and she shook her head. "Oh! Never mind."




It Has to be Fate Pt. 07



Mica said, "What? What was that about? And don't give me that 'nothing', garbage, what is on your mind?"

"Mica, Honey, I don't know how to ask you something without getting you up set. I don't want to do that."

"Tell me about it Sugar, I think I have a good idea of what it is about anyway."

"What do you think it is, smarty pants?"

"I think you want me to do something to you that someone else did to you and that you liked. I think you are afraid you will hurt my feelings. Did it feel so good that you are willing to get me upset asking me to do it to you?"

"No, I am not willing to get you upset so just forget it."

"Honey, you opened a bag of worms with your question. I am not going to let it go until you tell me what it is."

She looked at him with tears running down her cheeks, "Mica, I love you too much, I should never have said anything. It is really not that important. I don't even know I you would want to do it, I am not even sure I will like it."

"Why would you want to do something you didn't like when you did it before?"

"I liked it part of the time, but hated it part of the time, I thought I might love it with you."

Mica watched her for a moment, then he said, "OK."

"OK what?"

"OK, I will try anal sex with you."

Melissa's eyes flew wide open, "How did you. . .?"

"Hey, I'm not stupid, I have figured out what, who, and when. I said I was willing, and I am not angry, what more do you want?" 

"What I want to do is to forget I ever said anything."

"Hey! Girl, if that is what you want, that is what we will do. But you need to know something, I love you with all my heart, I now know what you want to try, I know that there was part of it you liked and wanted to try with me. Do you really think I will forget that and not try it very soon?"

"Oh! Mica, what am I going to do with you?" She held his face between her little hands. She softly pressed her lips against his. Tears ran down her cheeks. 

He looked at her, "What did I do now?"

"Not a darned thing, you are so wonderful and I am so lucky, I just cry for joy sometimes. I love you my sweet darling man."

She stood and pulled on his hand, leading him toward the master bedroom. When they got there, Mica pulled away and checked the security panel. All the little lights were green showing that all systems were active and that everything was locked, the motion and sound detectors were active with nothing detected. The outside detectors and the gate locks were green too. All was secure. 

Mica turned to see his nude wife step into the bathroom, he heard the shower start, and hurried to undress. Since he was only wearing shorts and a tee shirt it didn't take long. He opened the door to the shower stall and was met by a wet little body pulling him under the water with her. She handed him a washcloth full of soap suds and with a grin she turned away from him and said, "Please scrub my back, Dear." 

Mica carefully and gently rubbed her back. He washed from her shoulders and down her back. He lovingly and carefully scrubbed her cute little ass. He ran the washcloth between her cheeks, and across her rosebud. She giggled as his hand and the washcloth continued between her thighs and across her pussy. When he pulled back a finger paused to rub her clit, then moved back and slipped up between her pussy lips and then up into her vagina. 

Melissa moaned softly and whispered, "Now do my front." Mica chuckled to himself and did her bidding. He paid a lot of attention to her breasts and her perky nipples then washed her navel diligently then kissed it and swabbed it out with his tongue. He washed her pussy again and she pulled him to his feet. She took the washcloth from him and loaded it with soap again and washed his chest, his hard flat tummy and his private parts. He said he thought she must think they were very dirty because she spent so much time cleaning them. 

Melissa looked up and giggled, "I just love playing with them when he is soft and they are all soapy and slippery. They squish through my hands and I can't hold all of them in both my hands without something slipping out."

"I like the way it feels too, but I am afraid you are waking up the sleeping boy down there. I have been trying to let him sleep but it is no use." 

"Ah! That's when I love him best. He is my beautiful buddy. Yes! He is awake now. Oooo! Yes! He feels so nice in my hands. Let me rinse him off and we'll get dry and move this play time to the bed." She rinsed both of them and handed him a towel. When he was dry she told him she would be in shortly. When he was gone, she closed the door and quickly gave herself an enema.

He lay on his back on the bed waiting for her. He saw the light go off in the bathroom then the door opened and she ran and jumped in the bed and crawled over his body and rested on top of him. She looked at him and saw his eyes were closed. With a small finger she gently lifted one eyelid and whispered, "Are you in there Sweetie?

"Unhuh! I am just waiting for you, my girl, wife, lover and best friend." 

"Well, you could at least seem happy to see me."

"Is my cock hard?"

"Oh yes, like a rock."

"Then I am happy to see you, listen, if I lay here thinking of you while I wait, I will start cumming as soon as you touch me. I think about anything but you, while I wait, it doesn't work completely but I am not as hot as I would be."

"I'm sorry I make you wait but I need to be ready for anything you want to do."

"Do you have your diaphragm in?" 

"Yes." A large hand gently pressed her head forward until their open mouths met. His tongue roamed her mouth, touching the roof of her mouth, running between her teeth and her lips, inside her cheeks, under her tongue, it was everywhere. She loved it.  

Melissa lifted her head, Wow! That was wonderful, you are way better than any other kisser that I ever had."

"So, you compare me to your other lovers while I am loving you?"

"NO! You are my only lover, I just realized that I had never really been kissed until I met you. I'm sorry, but that's how I feel."

"You are the best I have ever had too, little girl, in every way."

She lifted higher and slipped down over his body until she felt his cock touching her bottom. Her hand slipped between them and placed his cock against the entrance to her vagina. They moved together and his cock slipped up inside her as far as it could go. Melissa sighed, he felt so good inside her. She felt she was filled to the brim but without a speck of discomfort or pain. She gently squeezed her vagina around him. She squeezed each individual ring of muscle inside her sheath, in turn, from the bottom to the top and back. He hugged her tighter. His soft moans told her he liked that. He was about to cum so he rolled her to one side, then continued until he was atop her. He put his hips in gear and pounded into her bringing thundering orgasms. Her small body shook and jerked involuntarily from the spasms of pleasure and joy that raced through her.

Mica slowed to the long slow strokes she loved more than anything. He lifted off of her after a while and gently slapped her little butt, "Turn over, Honey, on your hands and knees." 

When she was in position mica tenderly caressed her round globes' then he kissed them. She felt his big hands gently spread the cheeks of her ass apart. A finger slowly rubbed softly around her rectum. It moved across the puckered hole. It felt very nice. She felt the finger spreading something cool around the opening and she fought against the natural instinct to close it tightly and she relaxed her muscles and felt the finger slowly and carefully slip through the tight ring of muscles. It felt good and she relaxed even more. The finger went in until it felt as if the knuckles of his hand were against her bottom. She said, "Mica, can I turn over on my back so I can watch?"

"Sure Honey, go ahead."

She rolled over and shoved a pillow under her rear to elevate it , then pulled another one behind her head so she could see better. She watched as Mica gently inserted two fingers inside her rectum. He moved the fingers in and out slowly. She smiled at him, "Hey! I'm not hurting, put another finger in, they feel good."

He did and fucked the fingers in and out twisting them as they gradually opened her up more and more. She flinched a little for a second when he tried the fourth finger. After fucking her ass with four fingers for a while she adjusted to it and smiled and winked at him. He pulled his fingers out and reached for the bed stand and brought out a little jar of Vaseline.

He lubed his cock carefully then pulled a gob of it out and worked it into her anus with his fingers. He put a smaller gob on the end of his cock. He pressed it against her anal opening. She felt strong but gentle pressure against her hole and was surprised when the head of his cock slipped past the ring of muscles. He paused and didn't move. He was watching her carefully. She smiled and he applied more force. He slipped on in several more inches. Melissa gasped at the feeling of fullness she felt. She nodded and smiled. Mica pressed harder as she was able to relax more and suddenly he was all the way in as far as he could go. Mica looked into her eyes and started a very slow movement. He pulled out several inches, then thrust back in. Her mouth formed an 'O' and she murmured "Oooo! That feels good, I like that, do some more, is it good for you?"

Mica said, "Hell yes, that is the tightest place my cock has ever been. Can I go faster?"

"Oh! Yes, please!" The more he moved in and out the better it felt to both of them. He increased the speed and length of his strokes. He held her thighs tightly and moved as fast as he could. Then he eased to a stop and looked at her, "Honey that feels so damned good I am going to cum any second."

"Go ahead! I want to feel that! Ah! Yes, I feel your sperm inside me. It is hot and slippery. Now you feel even more delightful. Ooooo! I love how that feels. I am going to want you to do that again soon, was it good for you too?"

Mica's softening cock plopped out. He pulled the pillow out from under Melissa and threw it to the head of the bed. He moved up beside Melissa and pulled her into his arms. She turned to him and snuggled close, her head resting on his shoulder. She kissed his cheek then closed her eyes. 

Mica turned his head and gently kissed her forehead, "Sweetie, I was absolutely delightful, you feel so hot, smooth, and tight back there, I suspect that is going to be a regular, but not every day part of our loving." 

"Mica, I think you are right. I love anything you do to me. Loving is always wonderful with you. I have to admit that sometimes I think this is the best time of all. I love it when we snuggle together and I feel completely satisfied and totally loved. No one else ever came close to making me feel this way. This is what I need and crave from you, my Mica." She was silent for a minute or two, then she whispered, "Do you want me to do it to you?"

"Hunh? Do what?"

"Fuck your ass."

Mica jerked and looked at her, "How, you don't have a cock. If you did I might think about it." He thought to himself that it was a safe answer. It was not likely she was going to grow one." 

"Really, I'll see where Dawn got hers."

"WHAT?"

She smiled to herself, "Dawn has an artificial cock she straps on to screw Billy, he loves it according to her. She calls it a dildo."

"You guys talk about stuff like that?"

"Sure, all the time, we tell each other everything."

Mica wondered out loud, "How many girls do you talk to that way?"

"Only Dawn. And Pat and Allison sometimes. Oh! Mary sometimes too!"

"You guys tell each other everything you do with your lovers?" 

"Yeah. Well, some more than others. Not everything down to the last little detail. Some girls are that way, Pat goes pretty far but she doesn't have a steady guy, so it is not the same. She does not love any of them so it is just what she calls 'recreational sex'. She talks mostly about the guy, how good he is, how big his cock is, things like that."

"Do you tell them all about me? How big and that stuff?"

"I guess I do, but they all call you Mr. Perfect, so I guess that tells you what I have told them." 

Mica smiled, "You are just kidding me! Right?"

"No. They all think you are just that. I think Peggy told them the same thing, I know Peggy told Pat that I am the luckiest girl in the world because I have you. Dawn never says anything about how you felt to her. I don't think she will either, we never even talk to each other about our 'Special' times we had down here in the Keys."

Mica and Melissa continued to prosper as the years went by. They both participated in the major business decisions. Mica and Melissa were very active in local community affairs. They each served on various committees and boards.

Mica's father and mother had retired and moved to Naples, Florida where they were offered an exceptional deal on a lot in a new elegant waterfront community called Admiral's Walk. Mica never mentioned that he was an investor in the project. He did buy them a very lovely house and had it built for them. They bought a lovely 52 foot Motor yacht and often cruised down and spent a week or two at Ceylon.

Melissa's parents spent their time between a house they had built in North Carolina, overlooking the fish farm ponds, and their old house in Clifton Forge, Virginia. They also visited Ceylon often and stayed in one of the three new guest cottages Mica and Mellissa built there. Mary now ruled over a larger staff of cooks, and maids while Tom supervised the gardeners and the maintenance men.

On one occasion Jack and Maryalice Murphy and Charles and Betty McDermott sat at the large dinning table after a lovely dinner with Mica and Melissa, their two children, David and Allison their three children. Billy and dawn Marker were also there with their three children. 

Mica rose and said, "Folks I have a little family business to take care of while we are all gathered together. He looked at his parents and then at Melissa's parents, "Mom and Dad McDermott, Mom and Dad Murphy, I want to talk a little about investing. The four of you invested heavily in time, effort, love, and money in raising Melissa and I. Now is the time for a little dividend. Here is a check for the McDermott parents and one for the Murphy parents." He handed a check to each and sat down.

"No, we can't accept this! It's too much!' boomed Jack Murphy. 

"Are you serious?" asked Charles McDermott. 

Maryalice took the check from Jack and looked at it. Her jaw dropped, "Two hun. . . is that really, MILLON DOLLARS?"

Betty looked at the check Charles handed her."That is what ours says."

Jack stood with tears in his eyes, "Damn, Mica, you already gave me the best job in the world, I love it and I just work when I want to. I get paid more than I ever made in my life. We really don't need this."

Charlie McDermott said, "Neither do we. I have a damned good retirement from the Navy. We are doing great."

Mica rose and lifted his hand, "OK! Listen you guys, I know you don't need it but why don't you guys just accept it and enjoy doing something you always wanted to do, then if any is left, help out someone in your family who does need it."

Then Mica looked at Dawn and Billy and smiled, "You guys invested time and friendship, that later grew into love, in a lonely baby Second Lieutenant who didn't really know much about the real world. You took him under your wing and showed him the ropes and showed him how to be a real Marine Officer. Here is a small return on your investment." He handed a check to Billy. Billy glanced at it and handed it to Dawn.

Dawn squealed and ran to Melissa and hugged her. She was crying as the two hugged each other. Bill walked to Mica, hugged him then stepped back and looked at him, Mica grinned and punched Bill on the arm. 

Everyone was talking excitedly and Mica went to David and Allison. He grinned, I'm sorry I didn't have a check for you guys but I didn't think you needed one, as a matter of fact after tonight I may have to hit you up for a loan so I can buy milk for the kids."

David laughed, "Right, I know tonight didn't dent your bank account. I know the bank borrows money from you."

Mica grinned, "Just on payday Fridays when everyone cashes their pay checks."

David asked, "How do you like that color television you just bought?"

"Color makes a huge difference, just like it does in the movies. The problem is that not many shows are being shot in color. I don't think it will be very long before everything on TV will be in color." 

"I agree! Hey, have you heard anymore about those lots the Army confiscated to use for the anti-aircraft missile sites during the Cuban Missile Crisis?"

"Yes, they are ready to release them. That is not public knowledge yet, but it should be out early next month. I have made offers on all f them. Do you want in on it?"

"Yeah, we are looking for a larger lot to build on. There is one that might be suitable."

Unless you want it as an investment I'll just go ahead and try and buy them. I'll sell one to you at my cost, if you want it. I thought you were going to buy that lot next to your house on Duck Key."

"The owner wants too much and he knows we want it. We bought the lot on the other side of him. That would be perfect because we can build the new house and live in the old house until it is finished."

Mica grinned, "Buy it, if is at all reasonable. I bet it was bought as an investment, let him make a good profit, you must know what he paid for it, double that and make him an offer. That would be perfect for you, that would give you the whole tip of the Key on that cul-de-sac. Plus, you would have one very sheltered dock. That may not be too important to you now because you guys always use the Club's boats. You might want a private boat someday."

David grinned at him, "I think that is just what we'll do, can you lend us the money?"

"Sure, how much do you need?"

"Hey, Mica, two minutes ago you said you were broke."

"Hey! You are family, I have ten or twenty bucks for you anytime."

"That's nice to know, I can sleep much better just knowing that. You are a real comfort in my declining years." 

Mica went around the room excusing himself to everyone saying he would be back in half an hour. Then he disappeared.

Charley looked at Melissa, "Now where did he have to go at his time of night?"

"Dad, Mica walks at this time of night when the weather is so hot. At the end of his walk he will do other exercises or lift weights for a few minutes, then a quick shower and he is back."

Maryalice smiled and asked her daughter, "Does he have any energy left for you, Honey?" 

Melissa looked around, everyone in the room was listening. "Some nights he does, but most of the times we get that kind of exercise in the morning when both kids are in school, except for weekends and our nights out or some other special occasion."

Jack said, "That sounds familiar but it doesn't work if one of you has to go to work everyday."

Dawn giggled, "No one here has that problem anymore."

Allison was snuggling pretty close to David and he said, "We hate to be party poopers but we think we need to get the kids home to bed."

The next night the adults all went to the Duck Key Club for dinner and dancing. Being a Thursday night in late spring the club was not very crowded. There was a DJ instead of live music.

After dinner they noticed a large crowd of men and women enter. Allison said that most of the men were staying at the club and were guides and anglers and their wives in town for a tarpon fishing tournament. The music started and Mica led Melissa out on the floor. They danced three numbers that were lively before a slow song played. Melissa molded her body to Mica. Her arms around his neck, her head on his shoulder. Suddenly they bumped into another couple and were staggered for a moment. The turned and saw the other woman sitting on the floor with her eyes and mouth wide open. The man appeared to be dazed and held a hand over the side of his head. 




It Has to be Fate Pt. 07



They rushed to the woman, Melissa kneeled beside her, "Are you all right?"

She composed herself and said, "I think so." Mica offered his hands and easily lifted her to her feet. She was a very tall redhead. Melissa pulled Mica to the man. Blood was dripping through the fingers of the hand at his ear. His other hand appeared to be searching for a handkerchief. Mica quickly handed the man his own handkerchief. The man nodded his thanks, Mica was impressed by the twinkle he saw in the man's eyes. Mica saw David looking at them and beckoned him over. The redhead was very concerned about the man. 

Mica said, "Please Sir, let Mr. Murphy , the owner, and I take you to the men's room and get that bleeding stopped. David grabbed several linen napkins from an empty table and pressed them to the man's ear. Melissa and the redhead followed them down a hall where they entered the workout room for the club. David explained that there was a sink and a first aid kit there. Mica found a couple of towels and draped them over the man's shoulder to protect his suit. David had a wet washcloth ready and gently moved the man's hand away from the ear. Mica looked at it closely, "It is not bad, just a nick in a bad spot. Here, Dave get a small band aid and see if you can find a styptic pencil if you have one." David handed Mica the white pencil and he applied it to the ear. Mica knew from experience that it stung when it was first rubbed on the little cut. The bleeding slowed at first the returned to a regular drip. Mica tried again with no better luck. He squeezed the ear above the cut and the bleeding almost stopped. He put the styptic against the cut again. The blood stopped completely.

Mica grinned at the man. "I think we have it stopped. Let's watch it for a minute before we put a bandage on it. I apologize for bumping the two of you that hard. My name is Mica McDermott, this lovely lady is my wife, Melissa. I was so entranced by her beauty that I think I had my eyes closed and was savoring the closeness of her." Mica extended his hand.

The man smiled and took the hand, "I do not believe it was all your fault, I too was enchanted by my beautiful wife and had my eyes closed."

Mica looked closely at the ear and said, "It appears to have stopped bleeding I will take this small band aid and trim it down so it will fit your earlobe better. Ah! There that seems to do the trick. Take an asprin and call my office in the morning if it gets worse."

"Are you a doctor?"

Melissa laughed, "No, Sir, he is just a clown, please forgive us." 

The man looked at Melissa, then at his wife, "Honey, look, it is your favorite Princess."

"Oh! My God, you are right. She is even more lovely in person."

The man grinned, "Let me introduce my lovely wife, Barbra. I am Hank Johnson." He smile at Melissa, "My wife says you are the only Princess or Queen she has ever seen in a picture that looked like a real Princess."

Melissa took the redhead's hand and led her back toward the main part of the club, "Come on everyone I think I need a drink." The men followed Melissa back to the Royal table and had a waiter bring extra chairs. When they were all seated and everyone was introduced to each other they started talking to each other. 

Melissa told Barbra she was only a tongue-in-cheek Princess. That while she was in the line of decent from the last Princess by blood, she had no intention of claiming the throne. She said, "We never make a cent from it. If someone wants me to speak in behalf of a good cause that I believe in, I accept no remuneration of any kind, I even insist on paying my own expenses. We just have fun with it, although we have suffered a few times because of the title too."

Barbra grinned, "You will always be a Princess to me. Could I beg a favor of you, please?"

"Sure you can, what can I do for you?"

"Will you dance with my husband, that would thrill him to death?"

"I certainly will, come on Hank, I want to dance with you." He grinned and swept her into his arms. Mica watched them move across the floor. He turned to Barbra who was watching their every move.

"Barbra, I am a mere commoner, but I AM the Royal Consort. Would you care to dance?" She grinned delightedly and stood and moved toward the floor. She felt comfortable in Mica's arms and found him to be an excellent dancer. Mica grinned at Melissa when she saw them dance past. After a few numbers he lost track of her and didn't see the two of them until the set ended two songs later. He looked back as he and Barbra returned to the table and saw them coming in from the veranda. Barbra felt him stiffen, She gripped his arm. He looked down at her. 

Barbra said, "Mica, I need to tell you that my husband is one of the sexiest men alive, he will be in your wives panties in no time. I have seen him fail only twice in fifteen years of watching him. One of those was not a girl and the other was not physically able to become aroused. Does that worry you?"

Mica looked at her, "No, we have rules, she will never break them because it would instantly end our marriage. I truly believe she knows that would kill both of us."

Melissa and Hank returned to the table and when the music started again Hank stood and offered his hand. Melissa smiled and shook her head. Hank turned to Barbra and she went on the floor with him. Melissa smiled at Mica, "I want to dance with you." They moved on to the floor. She held him close and whispered, "Mica I love you will all my heart but that Hank is the sexiest man I have ever been near. I am afraid to dance with him again." Mica took her hand and led her to a quiet corner booth in the bar.

"Do you want to?"

"Yes, I guess I do, but I will not do it."

"Are you afraid he will seduce you?"

She looked down, then looked into his eyes, "Yes, I think it could happen and I will not let myself get in any situation where it could happen."

"Melissa you can do anything you desire as long as you do not break our rules. OK?" 

"I guess you mean we have to have a foursome, right?

"No, A threesome would be alright, but I would enjoy a foursome better. She is quite beautiful."

She looked in his eyes for a long time, "I know, that scares me, I could lose you to her."

"Or I could lose you to him."

"Never, I love you too much, this is not about love, it is about plain old sex, as Peggy says, 'Recreational sex'."

"Promise?"

"Yes, I will never leave you, not as long as you do not break the rules." 

"I feel the same way." Mica said. "Let's go back and see how we feel later. It has to be right for both of us." 

She smiled, "I have trouble when I imagine seeing you with someone else."

"I know what you mean, but imagining and not being able to see what is happening is far worse."

"I agree, we need to be able to tell each other if the hurt gets too bad. I never want to do anything to hurt you."

"We need a 'safe word' If you hear it everything stops. Then we sort it out, alone and together, before anything more happens. How is that?"

"Great, why don't we just say, 'STOP'."

"That is fine, 'STOP' it is then! But the other rules apply too, right?"

"Yes, Mica, we have to be together, in the same room, I think the always touching the other person rule may be impractical with a foursome. Don't you?"

"Yes, that only works if one of us doesn't have a partner. As for the 'being in the same room' rule I think you broke that already tonight."

Melissa looked up at him, a tear rolled down her cheek. "I didn't realize we were out of your sight for a minute or two. Did you get pissed off." 

"Yes, I was thinking of leaving you here and going away for a long time, maybe forever. I was taking Barbra back to the table and was ready to leave when I saw you come in off the veranda."

Tears ran from both eyes then, "Sniff! I'm so sorry, was I that close to loosing you?"

"Not really, I might have gone home, but I wouldn't leave for good without hearing your side of what happened. You know how I am about you disappearing."

"Yes, I know how you feel about that." She wiped her eyes and looked up to see Barbra and Hank returning to the table. She picked up her purse and said, "I am going to the lady's room, do you want to powder your nose?" Barbra picked up hr purse and went with her.

Hank sat down and looked at Mica, "Babs and I were wondering . . . ." He stopped as he saw Mica's raised hand. 

Mica smiled, I think I know what you want to know. I think the girls are sorting it out now, if you don't mind, I will tell you about a few little rules we abide by or we do not play. OK?"

"Sure, what do you have in mind?"

"Not too much, first we are never separated or out of sight of each other. Second we only have safe sex with other people we do not know. I don't have any condoms with me but they do have them at the front desk as a courtesy. Last, we use the word 'STOP' as a safe word. No pressure of any kind may be use to continue after the safe word is used. No explanation is required, we just stop." 

"That is basically what we do too. No problem."

Mica grinned at him, "Here come the girls." The ladies were both very beautiful as they proudly approached the table. Melissa said, "We have decided to have a few drinks in the Princess Suite where it is more cozy and quiet." Barbra put her arm through Mica's arm and they followed Melissa and Hank along the corridor to the rooms. The Princess suite was on the top level of the club and it was very fashionably decorated in slightly muted pastel colors. They looked around and were all pleasantly surprised with the suite, tastefully done in a slightly feminine style appropriate with the Princess Suite. A small elegant Ceylon crest appeared on the towels and other accessories. The whole effect was quite regal and impressive.

Barbra turned to Mica and put her arms around his neck and kissed him. Mica was startled and glanced at Melissa. She was being kissed by Hank. Hank's hands were busy and Mica watched as Melissa's dress slithered to the floor. She was not wearing a bra and stood clinging to Hank in her sheer white lace panties, garter belt, nude stockings, and high heeled sandals. 

Hank smiled and looked at Mica and Barbra. He bent and picked Melissa up and carried her into the bedroom. Mica was surprised to find that Barbra had shed her dress and had his pants and undershorts dropping around his ankles. She grinned at him as she dropped to her knees holding his cock in her hands. Mica heard the lock click on the door to the bedroom.

Mica gently pushed Barbra away and walked to the door and tried the knob. It was locked! Mica knocked and listened. Nothing! He knocked harder. Nothing! Mica stepped back. He yelled, "STOP! OPEN THE DOOR OR I WILL KICK IT DOWN." He heard Hank say, "OK, OK, I'm coming!"

The door opened and Mica saw Melissa on her back on the bed. She sat up as he entered the room. She was crying. She sobbed, "Please don't be angry, I locked the door. I didn't want to see or hear you with her and I couldn't bear the thought of you seeing me with Hank." She pulled the sheet up to cover her bare breasts."

Mica walked closer to her. He quietly said, "Sweetie, you know that this is against our rules don't you?" 

Melissa nodded and looked up at him, "Yesss, sniff, I know that."

Mica smiled slightly, "I think I want to go home, do you want to go with me?"

"YES! Oh! Yes I do, right now."

Mica looked at Hank, then smiled at Barbra, "I'm sorry folks, I don't think Melissa and I are ready for this. It's not right for US. I hope you are not offended, because the problem is with us. I hope that if we are ever ready, we can find the two of you again." Mica pulled up his pants and handed Melissa her dress.

Hank smiled at Mica, "I think you guys did the right thing. May I kiss her good night?"

"Sure, lips closed though!" When she stepped away from Hank, Mica looked down and saw Hank's sizeable erection. He looked at Melissa and pointed, "Are you sure you want to walk away from that?" 

Melissa looked and then looked back to Mica, "Positive! It is not the cock, it is the person it is attached to that does it for me. I happen to love you."

Barbra hugged Melissa and pulled her into the kitchen, she whispered, "I have seen and felt both of them, you made the right choice, don't quote me though."

"I really love Mica, but putting that aside, as if I could. It just isn't worth the possible problems it could cause if you look at it pragmatically."

"I can vouch for that, Hank has a wandering eye, I do this to keep him happy. It is not what I want though. At least you have your babies."

Melissa looked at her carefully, "Barbra, I have seen the way Hank looks at you, I think you should tell him it is time for him to make a choice, you and kids, or you want out of the marriage so you can find a man who wants what you want. I don't think he will hesitate about it for one second." Melissa walked to Mica and took his arm, "Take me home, Royal Consort, your Princess is tired."

Later setting on their bed watching Melissa brush out her hair Mica said, "Honey, why did you lock the door?" 

She turned from the mirror, "Because I knew you saw him take me in the bed room. It gave you the chance to decide if you wanted go ahead with it or not. I didn't want to be the one to say 'Stop', and ruin the evening for you if that is what you wanted. It gave you an excuse to put a stop to it if you wanted to, if not you could just ignore it. I really meant what I said about not wanting you to watch."

"Honey, I thought you were really attracted to him."

"Oh! I was. He is the sexiest talking man I have ever met. I think he could talk any woman out of her panties in a few minutes. But when I had a chance to catch my breath, I took a look at the two of you together. When the two of you were side by side I couldn't even see him. I knew right then it wasn't going to happen, not for me anyway." She looked in his eyes, "I love you, Mica, but there is something that still bothers me."

"What?"

"Am I still going to get lucky tonight?"

"I would say there is a very good chance you will get whatever you desire in the way of sex."

"NO! I do not want SEX. I want plain old vanilla, missionary style loving, just gentle, slow, and sweet loving. That is what I need." 

"That sounds wonderful to me. Just tell me how fast or slow you want it, do you want all the lights off too?"

Melissa shook her lovely head, "No. I want to be able to look in your eyes and see the love there. I want us to bond again and I think we both need to remember just how incredibly phenomenal our loving really is."

"I do remember, just you and I, no music, no sexy clothes, none of the other things we have come up with to spice things up. I need plain old vanilla sex, Honey, just you and I showing each other how much we still love each other." Mica pushed her gently onto her back and moved up beside her. Their lips met in a soft tender kiss. Her fingers gently ran through his hair. Then she pulled on his arm, guiding his body over hers and between her widely spread legs. He kissed the corner of her mouth then slipped along her cheek with soft kisses. Her hands stroked his hair. 

He kissed along her jaw line. He kissed down her shoulder to her upper chest and down her neck. He gently added a gentle suction to the kisses. It was so soft and gentle she was not sure of exactly what he was doing, she just knew it felt amazing.

She thought he would continue kissing his way to her breasts. He didn't, suddenly his face was back in front of her and the tip of his tongue wetly traced the line between her upper and lower lips. Her tongue found his as her mouth opened wide. Their tongues played until Mica pulled back and moved directly to her right nipple, he suckled, pulling the nipple into his mouth as far as it would go. Melissa felt the nipple elongating from the pulsing action and smiled with pleasure. She looked down and saw he was watching her. She whispered, "I love that, do the other one too. OH! Oh! Yes! Gosh! I just had a big orgasm. Ahaaa! God! Another biggie!" 

She pulled him upward, then reached down and grasped his hard warm cock. She rubbed the crown of his penis up and down gently pushing him between the lips of her pussy. When he felt slippery enough she put the crown at the entrance to her vagina. She felt it slowly start slipping inside her. She looked into his eyes and tightened the muscles of her sheath a little. She heard a soft moan from him. His pubic hair pressed against her mound. She put a little hand on either side of his face and pulled him down for a kiss. His hips rotated quickly several times thumping his pelvis against hers and against her clit.

Mica whispered, "Sorry, I just needed that. Have you cum again?"

"I haven't stopped cumming since you sucked my nipples."

He was moving in powerful long slow strokes now with his favorite twisting grind at the bottom hard against her pussy. The sensations that generated rushed outward from her pussy in surges throughout her body. Her hands caressed his side and his strong back. She loved feeling the muscles ripple through his back as he thrust in and out. 

Mica clinched his muscles to hold off his climax. Melissa saw the grimace on his face and softly whispered, "Cum inside me my sweet Love. Fill me with your babies. YES! Yes! I feel it now! God I love that, this is when we are really are one being, we are melded together."

Mica tried to pull out and Melissa held him in place with her arms and legs wrapped around him. He held his weight off her until she released him. She lifted her head and put little butterfly kisses all over his face. Mica smiled happily and looked at her. "Is that what you wanted?"

"God yes, it was perfect, absolutely perfect!" 

"Did you know you squirm and mumble things when you cum real hard like that?"

"No! Do I really?"

"You sure do, I always wonder if you are thinking or dreaming of someone else when you do that?"

"WHAT? I, I, unh. Hell NO! I never think of anyone else!"

"Never, I thought I heard you say Hank."

"No way, I might think of someone but it wouldn't be him."

"Ah! Who is it Raja?"

"No, it might be a Hollywood hunk like Gary Cooper or John Wayne, or even Frank Sinatra, but never him, no way! I know I never think of anyone but the guy who is making love to me at the time, that means it has to be you, always and forever!"

Mica chuckled, "Boy you wormed and squirmed out of that one."

"Oh! Yeah! Well, who do you visualize when you are screwing me?"

"Fist, I have never in my life just screwed you, and you know that. Second, I am so absorbed by what we are doing that there is no room for anything else. Now when I have a wet dream at night it might be someone else."

"You have wet dreams about someone else?" Her bottom lip was quivering and tears ran down both cheeks.

Mica hugged her tightly to his chest, "Not since I met you. You keep me satisfied, I don't have them anymore."

"Sniff, I never see any places when I change our sheets."

"Do you look for them?"

"No, but I would notice them if they were there." 

She had been idly caressing his soft cock and his balls when she felt a definite reaction. His cock was starting to fill her hand. She nuzzled his cheek and gently stroked his cock. Soon it was at it's full erection. Melissa raised up on her elbow and looked down at it. "Who are you thinking of now?"

"Ginger Rodgers."

"Really? Is Fred Astair with her?"

"NO. Who needs him?"

"She probably does, they are a dance team."

"She is a much better dancer."

"Why would you say that?"

"She does everything he does, only she does it backwards and in high heels."

"Do you want me to leave you alone?"

"No. Then I would have to call Ginger and she hates it when she has to leave Fred and rush over here."