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B.J.Jones the Story of My Life

Copyright© 2012 by jballs

Chapter 518

Ex-Military Sex Story: Chapter 518 - 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  

All three Generals just stared at me while I was listening to the Doc.

“Are you available for the next few days until he or we are finished?” I asked.

“OK, just keep the meter running,” I replied.

“The Doc says that if it does not require heavy doses to get him talking or to get the truth from him, more should not be a problem. If it requires heavy doses, then one or two at the most,” I relayed to the Generals.

“You need to get me a number to bill the DOD for part of the Doc’s services; they come awfully expensive. You know how expensive R&D is. Have your men to the office at the same time and the same rules will apply as last night,” I said.

The next three days at 1600 fell in a quiet routine again and that worried me more than anything. The evenings and nights were something else.

Balthazar was interrogated for three nights in a row, needing almost no drugs. Every day I had people make nice to him as long as he was talking. I let him choose food from the restaurant menu. He received clean clothes and was allowed to shower every day.

The fourth night the DOD men, Ben and Frank took a couple days off to analyze all the information they had. Vicky and I questioned Balthazar for three hours about the Prince and the activities he was connected in.

Balthazar admitted the Prince was behind the attacks on me and the Prince was the paymaster. Things I already knew, but the confirmation was nice to have.

The questions and answers also confirmed that the Prince was acting without the blessings of the King. In fact the King was being shielded from any of the Prince’s actions.

That meant that either there were more who approved of the Prince’s actions or they were deathly afraid to oppose him. The power play in the Kingdom carried life and death penalties, if one chose the wrong blood line to support.

Other answers from Balthazar confirmed the Prince’s support of Al-Qaida and a path for some of the weapons for ISIS. This was not the first large purchase of weapons the Prince had made for his terror connections.

Balthazar also gave up two names from the Polokwane hunting camp groups who were spies for Iran. Andy ordered both to meet with tragic accidents before team six and I arrived.

I asked Andy to hold off until Monday before giving the order. The two Iranians that I had captured in the Kampala Embassy attack had given up hundreds of bits of information to the CIA; Balthazar was giving up so many things that I wondered if capturing the two in Polokwane might be a better thing than killing them.

Robert was still reading through the thousands of emails in the Prince’s accounts. Only two of the accounts were locked and accessible only to the Prince, the other two accounts were also accessed by his assistants and were used for business of the kingdom.

Friday night was the first long business meeting I had with the girls this week. Every night this week I had went straight to the gym floor to work out and train with the Mossad four or have planning sessions with Andy.

There were good things from the meeting; the South Korean housing project for the embassy security employees was moving towards completion. A big backup generator had been added in case things went ape shit crazy there.

The timeline for the men to move in was next week. The men we had brought back from there were finished training and had been given a free week for whatever before they were flying back with the additional manpower for the site.

The new tarmac was now completely cured and being used, alleviating the overcrowding at the terminal and super hangar.

Andy was working with the engineers from Bobs Construction for the next round of improvements to Camp Smith for all the training that was going to have to happen.

The training end was going crazy since all the publicity connected with my Washington venture. Police departments and security groups from everywhere wanted their SWAT teams and departments to go though our training. It was not just from the US, but also Europe, Central America, South America and Asia. Our website training link was being hit hundreds of times an day.

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