B.J.Jones the Story of My Life
Copyright© 2012 by jballs
Chapter 105
Ex-Military Sex Story: Chapter 105 - This is the story of the life of Roberta Josephine Jones. Shortened to BJ by her friends. From the battle fields Afghanistan with the Marines, loss of her life time friend, with flash backs to her wild youth. After the Marines she must find her way in the world. The early chapters of this story includes incest, les,rape and other adult themes. I plan for this to be a multi-part serial. This is my first attempt at writing. Much of the sex is in the early chapters changing to action and drama.
Caution: This Ex-Military Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Fa/Fa ft/ft Mult Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Nudism Slow
I was tired and fell to sleep immediately after a round of hugs and kisses from my mates. I slept soundly until 3 o clock when I woke up with an adrenaline rush. The hair on the back of my neck felt like it was standing on end. I had not had that feeling since the incident with the rapist gang at the college
With my glock in hand I began checking out the house. I checked all the doors and looked in on all my mates and in every room. I went to the computer and looked at tapes of the gym security system. It was then that I decided that I was going to have security cameras placed around the exterior of the house.
I pulled up the college cams next and looked at everything. I called the security desk and talked with the night duty guy. Everything was good everywhere I checked. The only thing I could not do because of the time was check in with the Moms and Dads. That would have to wait until day break. At 4 I finally gave up and went back to bed. I crawled easily back in bed with Lorrie and held her tight. I fell back to sleep listening to her breathe.
It was a little after 6 when the house came alive with morning showers and coffee brewing. I text both Dad's to make sure everyone had a quiet night. The Dad's were always up first. You know the coffee and sports pages routine. The all is well came back from both. Jason did want to know if we wanted a pot of home made chicken soup. They had an over supply.
Patti drove us to college in the suburban and I worked on the smart phone on the way. She had decided that with car and insurance payments she would continue to be frugal in her spending and ride with me most of the time.
I spent two hours on the phone with Mr. Skaggs from Frost Borough. He had been notified that Misty and Belinda were transferring to KCC. He was happy that Misty had transferred. He knew that no mater what happened she would never be comfortable there again. He had talked to her on the phone and commented on how much better she seemed to be. I told him she was seeing two of the best shrinks in the business and that they were on the staff of Walter Reed and University Medical Center. He replied, 'It shows."
We then talked about the security problems there. He said, "The board is going to meet in January. I will send you the paper work so you can you can assist in designing our system. If you want to start a management company to run it we will be more than interested in hearing your proposal. I am also going to try to get the full board to come look at your setup at KCC."
"Let me know in plenty of time when you are coming so I can be here. We have scheduled several away seminars each month until June." I said.
The rest of the day was quiet. We were getting piles of folders from HR and the Administrations dept. Both of those departments had dumped dorm room assignments to the security department. They also in the process had allowed the new students to have a pick list of things they wanted in a room mate. The first thing I did was send that list to legal for an opinion in writing. They were almost making security a matchmakers group.
The list dealt with things like smokers and non smokers, sports and non sports, first floor or second floor and more of those kinds of questions. The first floor rooms were held until we were sure about the number of handicapped students we were getting and even then my intention was to hold one in reserve just in case we needed one sometime during the school year. They seemed harmless enough but I still wanted a legal sign off. By the end of the day they had sent 100 folders.
I sent a text to Misty and asked, "Do you and Belinda want a first or second floor room?"
The reply came a few minutes later, "1st floor if you can."
We ended the day on the same quiet note that it started. On the way home Marcy text that I had a slow night on store there were only 3 assessments. I was happy with that. It would give me some time to do a serious work out myself. I had been getting plenty of exercise but good workout was due.
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