Chapter 90

I loved waking up and feeling a sea of arms and legs all over me. My little vixen was in her favorite sleeping position, on top of me. I enveloped her in my arms and squeezed her tight. She looked up me and I kissed her good morning. I rolled her to my right, which woke up Audrey.

Audrey grabbed her sister and rolled her all the way to the edge of the bed and then she rolled on top of me.

"You're not getting out of bed just yet," Audrey said seductively. She kissed me as she wrapped her long legs around me. Mr. Happy betrayed me and stood up. Audrey raised her hips trying to position him for entry. I felt a small hand wrap around my cock and guide it into Audrey's sweet love nest. Audrey moaned into my mouth, as we had not yet broken the kiss. She began to move her hips causing me extreme pleasure. I was really enjoying this treatment.

Audrey lifted up to a sitting position. I then noticed that Lena had pulled her up. She then straddled my face and I was treated to her extremely wet pussy. I didn't disappoint Lena as I immediately attacked her clit.

I don't know if it was Lena's moans or Audrey's 'Oh Gods' that woke Tamara up. "Good morning. I figured you girls would have had enough last night."

"I can't get enough of John's cock," Audrey answered without losing her rhythm.

"His tongue technique is tantalizing," panted Lena.

"I know and can't wait until I get to ride his cock again," Tamara pouted.

I didn't last long and Audrey came with me. Lena's orgasm had already come and gone. She was snuggling with her mother when Audrey finally rolled off me.

I turned to Tamara and kissed her tenderly. Lena left the bed and Audrey went with her to the bathroom.

"I love you," I said to Tamara.

"I love you too, John. I was very surprised at your mother's acceptance of our circle."

"Me too. She's always surprised me with her perceptiveness. By the way, I was trying to sneak out of bed this morning but Audrey wouldn't let me."

"You've created a monster. She absolutely adores you. She told me she wants to be the best personal assistant in the world. I figured you would have given that job to Lena."

"Lena is better management material. I planned on talking to you about grooming her to run Sassy's."

"I thought Trish would be running Sassy's for me?"

"She can and probably will run the day-to-day aspect but Lena is family. Just like I will be grooming Mike to run Kegler Enterprises, Lena should run Sassy's with Trish reporting to her."

"What am I supposed to do while Lena and Trish are running the business?"

"You'll have your hands full being my wife and traveling with me. Unless you want to be tied to the office."

"I'd rather be tied to the bed and have you ravish me," She said as kissed me. We smooched for a bit until Lena came out of the bathroom wearing Tamara's robe. I whistled.

"I swear you prefer your women with clothes on," Tamara said.

"I love my women with or without clothes, but I love legs... especially the sight of bare creamy thighs."

"Audrey is waiting in the bathroom to wash your back. She asked me to tell you to get your ass in gear," Lena said.

"If I must, I must." I kissed Tamara again and headed to the bathroom. I heard two wolf-whistles as I took my naked ass to the bathroom.

Audrey had the shower ready for me to step in. She decided I needed a little tongue prior to starting the body washing.

By the time I got to the kitchen, Mom was having coffee with Roy. She said she wanted to go through McDonalds for breakfast on the way. I noticed she had packed a small bag for the trip.

"Are you planning to stay the night in T or C?" I asked.

"I don't know but it doesn't hurt to be prepared," she answered.

I took two cups of coffee back to the bedroom and packed my overnight kit and a change of clothes.

By the time we drove through Mickey D's, it was seven o'clock. Being in the Jag, I normally would have gone inside to eat but Mom wanted to eat on the way. I figured I would just have the Jag cleaned if we got the inside dirty.

It was just under three hours later when we arrived on the outskirts of Truth or Consequences. I wasn't sure where they were shooting so I called Michael. He told me they were shooting just west of Cuchillo. I followed his directions and we arrived about thirty minutes later.

The production's security guard stopped me as I drove up to the gate.

"May I help you?" he asked.

"Hi, I'm John Kegler. I'm here to see Michael Rooker and Mike Stevens."

"I'm sorry sir but the set is closed. The director is not allowing any visitors."

Luckily Michael drove up in a jeep at that moment. He talked to the security guard and then motioned me to follow him.

As I pulled by the guard, he apologized. I told him he was doing a good job and followed Michael for about two miles.

"Why didn't you jump that guard's ass?" Mom asked.

"He was doing his job. I'm glad he didn't just let me in. Michael should have told him I was coming."

I introduced Michael to my Mom and she said, "Glad to meet you. I remember you from Tombstone."

"Thank you. It's always nice to know I am known by something other than being 'that actor'. Mike is in the middle of rehearsals. The stunt coordinator is walking through his stunts."

Mom seemed to be in awe. Michelle came over and I introduced her. Michael left us to get back to work. Michelle filled us in on what was going on. It was probably an hour before Mike was able come over and say hello.

He hugged me and then he led Mom away to show her around.

"He seems to have grown since his birthday," Michelle commented.

"He looks like he has been working out a little more. How are the accommodations?"

"Not as comfy as the Kegler Hilton but the sleeping arrangements are better. I'm so thankful to you for introducing me to Michael."

"Well since I couldn't have you, I figured Michael would do," I teased.

"But you could've had me. If I'd known about the circle, I would've begged to join. But that was before I met Michael and fell in love."

"When I met you, there wasn't a circle, only Tamara, and she was all I wanted."

"I know. She was so much in love with you. All I heard about was John this and John that."

Michael walked up with a man I'd never seen before. Michael introduced me to the director and told him I was the other executive producer on the picture. He didn't seem impressed. I guess he figured me to be one of those men with money that doesn't know a thing about the industry. And he would've been correct.

He asked if there was anything I wanted to see and I told him I was just visiting. "The only thing I know about making a movie is that you hire a good director and then it's his show."

He seemed to perk up when I said that. "Just let me know if you have any questions." He reached out his hand and we shook. He then walked away.

"How do you do that?" Michael asked.

"Do what?"

"That guy is one of the most temperamental directors in Hollywood. He never likes anyone. I have never seen him initiate a handshake before."

"I guess he is used to producers interfering with his artistic endeavors. Hopefully I made him feel that I wasn't here to interfere."

"I get more impressed with you at every turn. Would you like something to drink?"

I answered to the affirmative and we strolled over to the lunch tent. I was drinking a Diet Coke when a burly guy with a flattop haircut walked up to the table. "Ooo rah!" I exclaimed.

The guy turned to me and cocked his head. "John?"

I walked over and threw my arms around him and gave him a bear hug. "You son-of-bitch, what are you doing here?" I asked.

"I'm the technical consultant on this picture. You know the one you see on the credits with the 'retired' beside his name. What the hell are you doing here? I thought I was the only technical advisor."

I looked at Michael who was standing there with his mouth open. Before I could answer, Michael asked, "I gather you two know each other?"

"I served with Mac in the Marines." I turned back to Mac and said, "I'm not here to do any advising. I'm just visiting. When did you retire?"

"Just before the Iraq war started. I had my twenty plus in and my daughter needed me."

"Was it completely voluntary?"

"Yes. My daughter just had a baby and her husband was a casualty in Afghanistan. My wife died about five years ago. We only have each other."

"I'm sorry to hear about your wife. What did you retire as?"

"Master Sergeant," he said. Master Sergeant E-8, that's nice. I left as an E-6 at eight years and he was the same. He became team leader when I called it quits.

"So how'd you get this gig?" I asked.

"I mustered out at Camp Pendleton and settled in Los Angeles with my daughter and grandson. A friend recommended me when he couldn't fit it in his schedule. So how about you? What happened after you got out?"

I told him about my divorce after my daughter was two. I didn't go into a lot of detail concerning my career moves.

Mike walked up beside me and said, "Hey, Mac!"

"I'll be fragged. I would have never put two and two together but I'll lay you a hundred to one that Mike is your son. He looks just like you twenty-five years ago."

"I guess I can't keep it a secret. He's the reason I'm visiting." I introduced Mac to my mother.

I explained to Mac that I didn't want it spread around that Mike was my son. I told him that if people knew, then fine. I just didn't want it broadcast.

Mac agreed and then went into telling Mike all about the shit he and I used to get into. I saw years seem to shed off Mac's face.

I wondered what Mac was doing besides being a technical advisor for movies. I thought he might be a great addition to Shield. Mac is one of the few men I would trust completely. He was always on the same heartbeat I was. If he would have been in Beirut instead of Larry, both might still be alive.

I noticed Michelle had taken up the 'Mom patrol' when the actors had to get back on the set. It was interesting watching the scenes being shot. I picked up a shooting schedule and noticed that the scenes were not being shot in order. I had a lot to learn about the business.