Chapter 75

John purchased himself the most luxurious motor home he could find. It was equipped with a motorcycle rack that held a small dirt bike he could load by himself. His idea was to use the dirt bike for local travel after parking the motor home at a hook up location. Inside the motor home he had every convenience he could wish for ... except company. This he flatly refused. He was on sabbatical.

The girls’ company was doing spectacularly. The previous six months had seen the opening of another dozen sites. Now the hardest part about establishing a site, was the selection of personnel to run it. That would change. Sheila was now working with a national personnel agency who pre-scanned thousands of applicants before the girls ever had to deal with the final selections. Which they insisted upon doing personally. Mae took on the roll of training director, Candice her personal assistant.

Sheila hired Judy away from the brokerage and took to traveling with her, almost always taking one of the triplets along.

Theresa was in the midst of her first quarter at the local college. Spending weekends at the silo with Kevin. The girls held a strategy meeting every Saturday afternoon at the silo. Everyone but John attending.

Those who remained at the silo, worked on its completion. Kevin had lots of willing partners, both for work and play. Working on the silo became pleasant therapy for those who were spending most their time on the road opening new salons.

With first thaw, trucks and crews arrived to begin the tasks of stringing a secure fence around the property and planting trees. The road into the silo was graded, oiled and paved. The work crews contained more than one mole on assignment from the Russians.

John’s plan was working magnificently. The Russians were applying a considerable amount of money and manpower to watch over the silo and its residents.

John played tourist and kept in contact with the everyone by secure modem over cellular links. The girls kept him very entertained with a constant stream of erotic pictures attached to their E-mail. Each, trying to entice him back by their words and poses.

He remained aloof to the input. Sending his love and narratives of what he saw and did. He took to only reading his E-mail once a week.

The first rain storm that caught him on the motorcycle, prompted the purchase of a small, light weight compact car that he towed behind the motor home.

Mostly he spent his time alone, seeing the sights and enjoying the drive. After about a month on the road, he made good his promise to Cindy, wearing a condom in his concern over picking something up and giving it to the girls later. The woman was more than pleased she’d chosen to spend the night with him. She was a Russian agent. She learned nothing except the facts that John traveled with an incredible array of secure communications equipment, and that he was an outstanding lover.

She did verify that he carried Government credentials relating to a project called “SFB”, which was interpreted by the Russians as “Special Forces Binary’s”. Binary’s being a type of nerve agent that only became active when two agents were mixed.

This instigated an escalation of their surveillance of John and the silo’s residents. It got so that John would mysteriously encounter a stunning woman in just about every large town he passed through. Every one of them seemed to be hell bent upon seducing him, even though there was almost always more attractive and younger men around when they did it. John allowed himself be seduced. Actually obtaining a clandestine video photo of each one and uploading them to Howdy for his agent files.

Howdy had sent word to John that he suspected the women were agents.

“I knew that.” John replied, “But they’re still lovely.”

Howdy had chuckled over his reply.

He met John at Warner Robins AFB in Georgia. A minor Mecca of electronics defense companies and equipment. They talked in secure quarters while the motor home was scanned for bugs that the women might have planted. Several were found. Then the motor home was virtually dissected by government electronics engineers, who had a ball playing with their exotic toys. Several more bugs were found by visual examination. One, the most clever, disguised as a screw head on one of the cabinets in the motor home.

“Damn clever those Russians” Howdy said, sipping a single malt scotch.

“Yeah, I never would have noticed that bug without a scan.” John said.

“You wouldn’t have noticed it even then. It wouldn’t go active without receiving a special digital code on a carrier that powered it. We only noticed it because it was longer than the other screws. The shank of the screw was the antenna.” Howdy said.

“I don’t make any voice calls to the Silo anyway.” John said.

“Good idea. I’ve got a little something for you. It’s being installed right now.” Howdy told him.

“What’s that?” John asked.

“A not so secure safe. It will hold bogus files that the women can steal or copy.” Howdy said.

“Huh ... So I should allow the next one some time alone in the motor home while I go out for take out food?” John said.

“Yeah, that would work. I kind of envy you. Those last two were knockouts. Any idea what they’ll try next?” Howdy asked.

“I’ve been expecting them to try a bisexual pair, or maybe even twins. Can’t say that I’m not enjoying myself. I kind of feel guilty though.” John said.

“About what?”

“Well, I know Cindy made me promise to make love while I was on the road, but I think she had in mind an occasional snuggle. I doubt she had a constant stream of them in mind.” John said.

“So you feel like you’re cheating on your women?” Howdy asked.

“A little bit.” John said.

“Well, you don’t have to sleep with them. But I will admit it’s having a positive effect upon the project. I figure they have at least two dozen full time agents on the silo residents now, you included. You probably have a full time tail team.” Howdy said.

“Yeah, they change cars almost every big town, but I almost always have a car hanging back behind me. “ John said.

“Well, here’s your disk for next month. Keep it on your person when you leave the next woman alone. I’ve got to get going. I’ve got a briefing at the White House this evening.” Howdy said.

“Thanks. Uh, think you could arrange some time in New York next week. The triplets have been asking about you.” John asked.

“I’m booked solid for at least a month. Why New York?” he asked.

“Oh, they have a special private show scheduled for diplomats wives. Modeling bullet proof fashions. I just thought it would be convenient for you.” John said.

“Bullet proof? ... Oh, yeah. Think they could get down to Washington D.C.?” Howdy asked.

“Probably. Why don’t you e-mail them directly at the silo?” John said.

“I just may do that ... I could use a little R&R.” Howdy said.

“Rape and Ravage?” John chuckled.

“Yeah, and in their case I know who the willing victim would be ... me.” Howdy chuckled.

“No doubt in my mind.” John said.

“Come on, I’ll show you your new safes.” Howdy said.

“Safes? Plural?” John asked.

“Yeah, based upon the magic calculator premise. The other one is behind your freezer compartment. So you can keep your decode disk secure while you sleep.” Howdy said.

John was correct in his suspicions about both the bisexuals and the twins. In Myrtle Beach South Carolina he encountered a stunning dark skinned pair of twins from the Cayman Islands who took quite a suspicious shine to him. They left no doubt as to their interest in each other as well. John indulged himself. One expertly riffled his decoy safe while she was supposedly asleep and the other accompanied him on an excursion for Chinese take out. This fact was recorded on some hidden electronics. She also planted several more bugs.

They questioned him on his itinerary.

“North, for now. Whatever my heart desires.” John said.

“Can we go with you?” Claudine asked.

“Gosh, I don’t know. Don’t you have a job to go to?” John asked.

“No, we’re on vacation too. And we like you very much.” Claudette said.

“I like you two very much as well, but ... I’m kind of on a sabbatical. Some times I just like being alone ... Don’t take it personal.” John said.

“We don’t. We understand. Perhaps we will encounter each other again. We’re traveling North as well.” Claudine said.

As tempting as they were, John really didn’t want full time company.

Instead, they did their best to cripple him and each other with their tongues before he departed, alone.

“Damn. This Cowboy is a hard case to crack.” Claudette said, watching him drive off...

“Not too hard, and quite enjoyable. I wouldn’t mind duty like this anytime.” Claudine replied.

“I must say I quite enjoyed myself as well. Especially that trick with your tongue that he taught you. Seemed you were taking your acting roll to heart.” Claudette said.

“Who said I was acting?” Claudine asked her sister, seductively.

“What time is our drop? If we have time ... Would you like to go back to the room?” Claudette asked, taking the bait.

“Plenty of time ... I think I’d enjoy that very much.” her sister replied.

“I think this Cowboy is corrupting us.” Claudette commented as they headed for a motel.

“I don’t really care. I think I’d very much like to join his little harem in the desert, whatever they are doing.” Claudine said.

“Better not let Sergei hear you talk like that, or we’ll end up spending time in Siberia.” Claudette said.

“If Sergei was half the man John Stevens was, I might care what he thought.” Claudine said.

“I must agree with you there. I never met such a lover in my life.” Claudette said, wistfully.

John stopped at the next RV camp and checked in for the night to recover from the twins. He verified the safe had been opened and sent word of the event to Howdy before he slept.

In Washington D.C. he spent several days viewing the Smithsonian Museum. The second night A stunning black and white pair of women picked up the task. He left them blissfully happy with no further information ... about the silo.

In Baltimore, they tried a different ploy. A very young, very well built woman virtually threw herself at John. As tempting as she was, he resisted successfully. A good thing as she was just sixteen. The Russians were attempting to obtain black mail evidence against him. The turn of events was disturbing.

After that he remained aloof to advances made towards him for quite a while. When he reached New York, he spent time with Sally and Jean. Grateful for not having to use prophylactics.

He left the motor home with an electronics scanning team and took cabs during his stay.

During the second night, they happened to be watching a movie on TV. John made comment over how gorgeous an actress in it was. Sally giggled.

“What?” John asked.

“She was in the salon last week. I’ve viewed every square inch of her body. She is gorgeous ... and very Bi.” Sally said.

“How could you know that?” John asked.

“Not too many other ways to interpret the invitation she made to me.” Sally said.

“Why didn’t you take her up on it?” John asked.

“I was sorely tempted ... I did say I’d consider her offer for dinner.” Sally said, getting an idea.

The next morning at the Salon she looked up a file and made a call. She met the actress for lunch in a secluded restaurant. She chatted with her for several hours, confirming her own inclinations and how she came about pursuing them. The actress listened in rapt fascination as she told her all about her weekend with John. Sally told her of John’s comment about her in the movie. The actress fell for the bait and invited her to bring him and Jean for dinner.

That evening Sally had John and Jean dress formally for dinner. She would tell them nothing of her plans. A limousine met them and drove them to a secluded Long Island estate.

Sally would say nothing about who owned it. She treasured the look on John’s face when the actress greeted them.

Both the food and the company were outstanding. The actress shooed the staff away after dinner and suggested a hot tub. All were very willing.

John indulged himself as he viewed the stunning woman remove her elegant clothes. He felt a bit self conscious as he removed his own. Sally broke the ice by moving into the actresses arms and kissing her deeply. John grew rock hard with Jean on his lap. Then Sally moved to keep Jean company when the actress motioned for John. Later they all ganged up on her as they gave her orgasm after orgasm. They accepted her invitation to spend the night. Jean and Sally opted to use the guest room. John spent the night with the stunning woman snuggled to him.

In the morning they left a blissfully satisfied woman and the seeds of a very rewarding reputation. The actress got on the phone to other actresses she knew.

John spent several more days with Sally and Jean. The scanning was taking longer than they expected. At first they found nothing. Finally they ended up replacing every single nut and bolt in the motor home. Virtually every other part was X-rayed. This uncovered several bugs.

John finally picked up a very clean motor home and continued his journey North. He traveled through up-state New York and then through Vermont, New Hampshire and into Maine. Finally he visited Nova Scotia.

Sally and Jean took to spending quite a bit of time on weekends at the actresses estate on Long Island. Sometimes she would have the company of other actresses. All expressed an interest in John as well as Sally and Jean.

“I don’t know. He’s on Sabbatical. Maybe when he gets back.” was all she could offer them.

Sally forwarded the requests to John by secure e-mail.

“So where is Cowboy today?” Sergei asked, browsing the latest file update.

“Ottawa, Canada” his aide replied.

“Well, no question that the silo’s involved in Binary. Wished I knew what Cowboy was up to. He damn sure isn’t just a tourist. Not a single bug has issued a peep. He has that damn motor home scanned every time one of our agents makes contact. Wish the hell he’d taken the bait on that teenager.” Sergei said.

“Wish the hell I could, after seeing her file. Advanced sexual training!” his aid mused, rolling his eyes.

“You find out what Cowboy is up to and I’ll arrange a month with her for you.” Sergei told him.

“That is a bonus worth working for.” his aide replied.

John had to destroy the bogus files in his safe before entering Canada. He re-entered the U.S. at Niagara Falls. He angled down into Pennsylvania, passed into West Virginia and jogged over into Ohio. Howdy met him at a small military compound outside Cincinnati.

“Any more precocious women throw themselves at you?” Howdy asked, over a good scotch.

“No, I think they were trying to get black mail material on me. A couple of women in Canada made a play, but I wasn’t in the mood. “ John said, sipping his own drink.

“A good thing. I’d like them to think you traveled through Canada with the file intact. I have an exact duplicate for you ... and another one to go with it.” Howdy said.

“You want to give the impression I picked it up in Canada?” John asked.

Howdy nodded.

“How was your time with the triplets?” John asked.

“You probably know quite well. I’m sure they wrote you.” Howdy said.

“They only said that they had a good time. They didn’t give any details.” John replied.

“If that’s their idea of a good time, I don’t think I’d live through a great time.” Howdy said.

“Perhaps they were just showing their gratitude. Not every day girls their ages get to meet the president. Nice touch, that. Glad you enjoyed yourself. They certainly like you.” John said.

“I’m very fond of them as well.” Howdy said, distracted.

“How long do you think you’ll have your present job?” John asked.

“Oh ... I don’t know. I’m fairly certain that the president will get re-elected. So at least another six years. I’ll be more than ready to get out of it by then anyway. Why?” Howdy asked.

“Oh, just wondering. How did they handle meeting the president?” John asked.

“Quite well. I was very proud of them. I think he was as charmed as they were. I think it’s a good thing the First Lady was around. I could just see them giving our commander-in-chief a heart attack.” Howdy chuckled.

John busted out laughing over the thought.

“I think that they would like you to join them when you retire.” John said.

Howdy looked up at him sharply.

“I thought you were going to marry them.” he said.

“I am. That’s the nice thing about a line marriage. You’d be co-husbands with Kevin and I.” John said.

“I must say that does sound appealing.” Howdy said.

“Think about it. I don’t think our little ruse will last much longer than that anyway. I’m not sure how I’d like working for the next president either.” John said.

“Probably right. I will think about it. Here’s your disk for next month.” Howdy said.

“How’s the construction coming at the silo?” John asked, accepting the disk.

“Very well. They’ve got the fence strung and the road paved. They’ve planted a bunch of trees and made a good start on the sewage and water systems for your little community. How’s the money doing? I see quite a few outfits I’m certain came from one of your salons showing up in Washington.” Howdy said.

“Not my salons, the girls’. But my royalties are beginning to pile up. They’ve almost exceeded my total lottery winnings already. My lawyers are bitching and moaning about all the taxes I’m going to have to pay. I’m going to have to spend like crazy on the housing before too long.” John said.

“How long do you plan to stay on sabbatical?” Howdy asked.

“Oh, I don’t know. I’m enjoying myself. I may take a break at the silo and do some more planning on the housing complex, just to get things moving.” John said.

“I think that would be a very good idea. The triplets sure miss you ... and they said that Cindy is just about climbing the walls missing you.” Howdy said.

“She hasn’t said anything about it in her letters.” John said.

“Of course she hasn’t. She wants you to enjoy yourself. But I can guarantee that she misses you very much. Andrea said she’s taken to sleeping with your mannequin ... and no-one else.” Howdy said.

“That’s not like her.” John said.

“No, it’s not. I think you’d better make an appearance soon.” Howdy said.

“I have a better idea. I think I’ll ask her to join me on the road for a while.” John said.

“That is a better idea. But the others still miss you too.” Howdy said.

“Well, maybe I’ll start scheduling to meet them one at a time for a weekend. Have them fly out to where ever I am.” John said.

“Sounds like a good idea. What do you think the Russians will try next?” Howdy asked.

“With me, maybe trying to get me involved in drugs. But I think that they’re probably due to take a stab at the girls. I think that Theresa and Sally are the most vulnerable there. Theresa’s probably easiest to get close to, with her being in school.” John said.

“Well, you’ve been right so far. I’ll have our people keep an extra close eye on both of them, and the girls in San Francisco. I think the ones at the silo are fairly secure there.” Howdy said.

“Thanks, I’d appreciate that. I’ve been a little concerned over it.” John said.

“That’s one reason why I think that you letting them steal those files is a good idea. I’m afraid they might get... drastic, if they didn’t find out anything.” Howdy said.

“Drastic how?” John asked.

“Well, they aren’t above kidnapping. That’s why I started the bogus file thing. So that they would get something. I’ll have our folks keep an extra sharp eye on the girls though. I think that I should get them each locator bracelets too.” Howdy said.

“Locator bracelets?” John asked.

“Bracelets that look like ordinary jewelry. But which respond to a digital coded carrier when pinged.” Howdy said.

“What if they remove jewelry?” John asked.

“Well, the next best thing is a surgical implant. I don’t know how the girls would like that idea.” Howdy said.

“Yeah, be a shame to mar those lovely bodies with surgery scars.” John said.

“That wouldn’t be a problem. We’d have them installed by the best plastic surgeons. It can be done using an osteoscope. Minimally intrusive. They plant a little pellet in the abdomen. They can go in through the navel. Other than that ... there’s suppositories that they can insert.” Howdy said.

“Well, the surgery still sounds like a bit much, but I’ll check with them to see how they feel about it. In the meantime, get them some bracelets and some suppositories.” John said.

“Will do. Let’s go see how the scanning is coming.” Howdy said.

“I doubt they will find anything. I didn’t let anybody in except a customs inspector at the border and I stayed pretty close other times.” John said.

“I don’t think you realize just how good they are.” Howdy chuckled.

He was correct. They found two more bugs.

“I don’t understand it. I never let it out of my sight except at the border.” John said.

“Have to add that customs inspector to my list.” Howdy chuckled.

“Jeez, an employee of our own government.” John commented.

“You’d be amazed at the number of government employee’s are on foreign payrolls.” Howdy said, soberly.

John arranged to have Cindy meet him in Louisville, Kentucky. She was ecstatic about the idea. She was ready for a vacation herself. She let him know just how ecstatic she was in the airport short term parking lot.

They drove down through Tennessee and over into Arkansas before looping back and zigzagging up through Missouri, Illinois, Iowa, Wisconsin and Minnesota. Cindy was in seventh heaven. Each evening, or whenever they felt like it, they would make love in the spacious bed of the motor home. They talked endlessly about how the business was going and how construction of the silo was proceeding ... without getting too specific, as John could never be sure the motor home wasn’t bugged.

Mostly they enjoyed each other’s company.

It was late evening. They were parked by a lake in Minnesota. Cindy snuggled to John’s side as they listened to a Loon out on the lake through the screened windows of the motor home. They had just made love for the fourth time that day.

“I want to thank you for this time. I know you still need some time to yourself, but I was going nuts without you.” Cindy said.

“Can’t have you doing that. I care too much about you to let that happen.” John replied.

“I love you so much ... at times I think I could bust.” Cindy said. Tears coming to her eyes.

“I love you too. What say we get married when I get back, say in August, no later than September.” John said.

Cindy hugged him fiercely and said yes. This prompted them to make love yet again.

Later, they drifted off to sleep, snuggled in each other’s arms.

“Dear heart?” John asked on the road the next day.

“Yes love?” Cindy asked, watching the forested landscape.

“You really don’t mind about the women I meet out here on the road?” he asked.

“Of course not. I made you promise you’d make love to others on this trip, remember?” she asked.

“Yes, that’s the only reason that I was able to do it. But I don’t think you were thinking about as many as there has been.” John said.

Cindy was well aware of exactly how many there had been. She also knew why.

“No, Love. I don’t mind ... Sally said you made quite an impression in New York, how was she?” Cindy asked.

“The actress?” John asked.

“Uh huh.”

“Well, not bad. She probably deserved that academy award she got for that movie where she did that steamy love scene.” John chuckled.

“Yeah, I’ll bet. Sally’s been spending most every weekend with her, so has Jean. I understand you have quite a few offers tended.” Cindy chuckled.

“So I’ve been told. I don’t understand that. My performance wasn’t that good.” John said.

“Oh, I don’t doubt for an instant that it was probably better than anything she ever encountered before. Actors tend to be a self-centered lot. Hardly conducive to proper love making.” Cindy said.

“What brought that up. You curious about one of them?” John said.

“How’d you guess.” Cindy chuckled.

“I just know my lady ... which one?” John asked.

“Guess.” she teased.

“That little blonde from that car chase movie.” John said.

“You do know me fairly well, don’t you. I think she’s adorable.” Cindy said.

“Yeah, she’s adorable. Maybe too cute. I bet we’d find implant scars.” John chuckled.

“Maybe. Be fun to look, don’t you think.” Cindy said.

“You know me. I like them any size. Just so I get to play with them.” John said.

“Yeah, I know that about you.” Cindy chuckled, “It just so happens that she lives not far from here. Sally sent me her address this morning while you were in the shower. She’s expecting us this evening for dinner.”

“You know, it takes three men to make up a conspiracy, but only one woman. Two of you is almost equal to a whole revolution.” John chuckled.

“The Junta’s behind us! Take the third exit coming up.” Cindy said, consulting the map on the GPS system.

The blonde didn’t have any scars. They were natural and magnificent. She took as big a shine to Cindy as she did to John. They left with a standing invitation to return at any time. Their reputation got bigger, deservedly so.

Cindy returned to the Silo a much happier woman. She proceeded to prove it with everybody at the silo, including Kevin, much to his surprise and delight.

She’d left John in Brainerd, Minnesota, catching a tiny turbo prop flight back to Minneapolis and catching a flight from there. Kevin picked her up in Salt Lake City.

John had to sleep over an additional night in Brainerd to recover from her farewell before heading off for North Dakota.

Sheila flew in and met him at Bismarck, bringing Judy with her to meet him. She watched them make love multiple times. She’d even willingly help. She almost succumbed to his charm, especially after seeing the result of his love making on Sheila, but not quite. John didn’t push it. He had enough women as it was.

They dropped her off in a town where she could catch a connecting flight to a major hub airport.

“I thought she’d fall for you. Maybe she is exclusively and permanently gay.” Sheila mused.

“That’s okay, no need for another woman in my life.” John said.

“I know. Guess I’m just so taken with you myself I just assume everyone will love you like I do. But I find it quite sexy watching you make love to another woman. Especially when I get to help.” she chuckled.

“I think we could rustle up a little cutie in the next town.” John said.

“In Montana? Are you serious? No way.” she laughed.

“Count on it. Want to bet?” John teased.

“Sure, bet you a blow job a day for a month. If you lose I get to shave off your pubic hair and your mustache.” Sheila dared him.

“You’re on.” John said.

“This could be fun. I’ve never seen you without your mustache.” Sheila chuckled.

“My upper lip isn’t that pretty. That’s why this is a permanent part of my face. You haven’t won yet.” John said.

They pulled into Great Falls, Montana. A sleepy little community, not very promising at all. John had faith the Russians were due for another try at him. They found an RV camp and signed in. John made hookup and unhitched the compact car.

“Why don’t you make us some dinner. I’ll be back in an hour or two.” John said.

“You got it. Dinner for two.” Sheila teased.

“Make it for three.” he replied.

She kissed him deeply and then wished him luck, thinking she had a sure win.

John had noticed his current tail long before. Now all he needed was a conducive atmosphere. He found a little quiet bar. He walked in and ordered a drink and waited. About ten minutes passed before a stunning brunette entered the bar, dressed as a cowgirl. Heads turned and a whistle or two was heard from the corners.

“Ever see her before?” John asked the bartender.

“Nope. I’m certain I’d remember that.” he replied.

John had just been checking he had the right woman. She spotted him and moved past the others, declining several offers along the way to the bar. She slid onto a stool two seats from John. She made eye contact with him in the mirror and smiled at him.

He turned to her and made direct eye contact.

“Buy you a drink?” he offered.

“Thank you. That would be nice.” She replied in a dulcet voice.

She had a slight hint of an accent. John couldn’t quite place it. Could have been Northern Europe somewhere. Certainly not a Montana drawl.