B.J.Jones the Story of My Life
Copyright© 2012 by jballs
Chapter 271
Ex-Military Sex Story: Chapter 271 - 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
Sunday was quiet restful and relaxing. In the afternoon we went to the mall again to shop for more maternity clothes for Jenny. This time they needed to be winter clothes. It was the 14th of November and fall was showing the coming winter chill early.
The mall experience was better this time. It was packed with people hoping to get an edge on the Christmas rush. Security was very heavy - both outside on the parking lots and in the mall. I even noticed tag scanners at the parking lot entrances.
Sunday evening we made a big supper; the full spread. With all the training going on for the next three weeks, good meals would likely be a scarcity.
The agency people were at the gym at 8 sharp. This was another hand-picked group, same as before. Ty handed me a brown office folder sealed with tamper tape and marked 'For your eyes only'.
"You're one of the few that I know of with this kind of access," he replied. "You can read it later,"
Ching Lee, Vicky and I led them to the mats and started. We were still on the mats when Dad led the Rochester group in with Captain Peters.
"Thanks Dad," I said. "Does Lorrie have you busy all day?"
"I'm going back to the airport and help set up the parts room. A shipment of parts racks came in this morning that are to be assembled in the side hangar next to the temporary office," he replied. "Call me when you need me to move this group."
The first place I carried the group was to an office meeting room for introductions and a brief question and answer session. Besides Captain Peters, there were 4 women and 10 men; four of the men were ex-military.
All of them had 5 years or better of service with the department and a variety of life experiences. The first place they were going to start was with Jamie. Peterson had said that our people carrying firearms were a concern for his department. This group was going to get the same training my security employees received. Other than the shoot, don't shoot this should be a cake walk for them. If they had never been through one of those, it would be a humbling experience.
It was noon when Dad brought in the 20 from Michigan to start the process. They and the Rochester group were carried to Island Buffet for lunch and the bus was full. I sent Roseanne and Jason with them. I stayed and ate in the refreshment center with the agency group.
After lunch the Rochester group went to the gun club for their first attempt at the shoot-don't shoot course. I went with them to assist Jamie.
The Michigan group went with Roseanne and Jason. The afternoon would be spent on getting their ID cards and all the things that HR needed. It would take two, possibly three days to do orientation, teach the computer system, how to monitor the camera surveillance system and how to document their time and daily routine. By the time they were finished that part I hoped that the Rochester group would be on their way home.
This group from Michigan was somewhat unique compared to our other sites. This entire group was bilingual, a first for JBG security. We had seven languages covered. It was part of a new approach to college security and very necessary at the M&M campuses.
Both of those colleges catered heavily to foreign students and according to the agency, there were a sizeable number who were sympathetic to radical ideologies.
Before the ten days were up I needed to pick one of this group to be site director, then give him the list of people who were to always be split on different shifts from the agency. I had decided that this time around, no one at the site was going to know the agency people were there.
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