B.J.Jones the Story of My Life
Copyright© 2012 by jballs
Chapter 429
Ex-Military Sex Story: Chapter 429 - 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
We were in the landing pattern when my cell rang. I wondered what was going on now; it had been a quiet flight ever since Ching Lee had settled into my lap. Penny and Alexandria had been quietly talking. They were intrigued by all the events of today and then about Ching Lee in my lap.
“Shalom my friend,” the voice said.
“Shalom my friend,” I replied.
“I received a message from intel today that Randolph Reichmann is in custody with your help. I also understand that he became loose lipped when confronted the realties of some heavy equipment that you have. I have been promised a file of things that may pertain to Israel. I was asked to extend a thank you from my people in Tel Aviv,” Ben-David replied.
“That is good news that you may benefit from his misfortune of being caught.”
“On the other matter we had lightly discussed, I have decided to place a Blackhawk in the Entebbe hangar. It is scheduled to go into the shop for advanced maintenance at the end of the week. If there is anything special you want placed on it, pay me a visit so we can privately discuss it and get the shop headed in the right direction,” I replied.
“I shall ask that question and then pay you a visit as you suggest.”
“Shalom my friend, I shall see you soon,” Ben-David said.
“Shalom my valued friend,” I replied.
Ching Lee looked at me with a puzzled expression but then put her head back on my shoulder without asking any questions.
We arrived back at Morton field in time to see the hunters off again. This time it was Jason, Dad and Robin; it was the third time they were going hunting. Dad and Jason both had to have a thermos of coffee to carry with them.
The second time they went Dad and Robin both bagged two does and Jason one. The venison was donated to the homeless shelter on the island. The deer had to be taken to a certified butcher shop for the shelter to be able to accept it. Jason paid the butcher charges in advance so the shelter could get the venison without cost.
The C5 landed just after we did, returning from Africa. Three more flights and all the choppers would be where we needed them. This flight exchanged the crews that were in Africa for the third time. Each flight to Africa was carrying a replacement crew for the Guard planes and then they were flying the freight run for a week to give them the hours that General McVee wanted.
Next week there were 2 more Guard planes coming and were going to do the freight runs, allowing Lorrie to swap both extended C130s out so our two that were flying exclusively for the agency could be inspected.
The C5 had three more flights scheduled for the agency; those flights would be finished at the same time that the chopper deliveries and then the flight to Kampala.
All of us went back to the office; Penny and Alexandria to go home and a short meeting for the rest of us.
Frank and Eric were at the office when we got there. I had a private meeting with them instead of the girls.
“Randolph Reichmann is talking; spilling his guts actually. He has not given us any names of other spies directly, but by describing the communication methods and email links and times, we are close to breaking into the system. Luckily he had transmitted the previous night and is not scheduled to transmit until next week, giving us plenty of time,” Frank said.
“His laptop and drives you collected are giving up the code book he used and we may be able to generate several false e-mails to gain more time. He has given us more passwords. Since he used your email system I would like your tech guys to break down the computer codes to verify the passwords he used before we try.” Frank added.
“I don’t know if the guys are still in the EIT department or if they have gone home. Let’s walk there and see,” I replied.
Robert had left for the day but Burt was still there; apparently they had somehow pulled that information off the server. Burt put the information on a DVD for Frank then asked if he could speak to me privately for a moment. We stepped back by all the servers.
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