I Feel Lucky by cmsix

Chapter 62

After supper was over things got a little busy for Mom and Sherilyn. Some of the new construction men and truck drivers that had showed up today needed to be processed in the study. Mom was determined to get control of every one of the men that came to our job.

I guess it was necessary now. I'd found out today that she was also getting our hooks into all the men Scott sent out here. They all had to be done the hard way by Francis, Julian, and Marsha. I was surprised that the three were all for it; still, it was for my benefit and I'd have to keep that in mind.

I hadn't been paying much attention to the details around here since I'd been off buying things and collecting women. Betty was back out at the house full time now, and she gave me a short rundown.

The pistol practice had been going on pretty much, except for the snafu with Art's begging for help. There was a definite end to that now and a full schedule of practice was on again for all the girls and women. Night practice would also be started tomorrow for Art and all the men at his place.

Tomorrow was going to be a big day in more ways than one. We were expecting our guest to arrive around noon or a little after and we intended to have a good welcome for them.

The driver that was going to pick them up at the airport would be one of the first we took over. Jerrilyn, Gigi, Jacky and Sherilyn would be on hand to make sure that the Senator and his aid wouldn't be leaving alive unless they were under our control.

Dad was my main worry. If we couldn't get control of him we'd be in a world of hurt. I would be anyway, Mom and the others all seemed to think he'd have to be killed too if the keyword we had didn't work on him. I was having a hard time with that. I decided to just hope a lot until the time came.

I couldn't figure out anything I really needed to do tonight; I went upstairs to get a shower and go to bed so I'd be ready for an early start tomorrow. Betty and Jacky happened to be close and I invited them to join me; they were happy to. It just so happened that Glenda and Charlene were on the way and we picked them up too.

The first night in my new big bed wasn't as restful as I'd imagined it would be. I found there was work for me yet, even in bed. I gave it my best and even did some late night chores after midnight but still couldn't get to even half of the women. There was always tomorrow.

Jacky woke me around four-thirty AM Sunday morning and we managed to get to an edge of the giant bed and get out. She led me to a shower that was already in use, by Jerrilyn and Gigi, and a good time was had by all, but it was washing only.

Jerrilyn and Gigi wanted to be gone at first light so they could pick up another helicopter.

"What type is it this time?" I asked.

"We're going for a big one that can carry six passengers in style, a Sikorsky S76," Gigi said.

"Sounds like fun, can the rear seats let down to make a bed?" I asked.

"We'll make sure of it," Jerrilyn said, and then goosed me.

We were dry and dressed a lot sooner than I wanted to be and we headed for the kitchen. Tolishanea and Kamakeata had something for us to nibble on and we sat down for coffee and breakfast.

Jerrilyn and Gigi ate, then practically ran out the door. They were in the air and off for our new executive helicopter in minutes. I wondered what it was going to look like but I wouldn't have to for long.

Mom was out a few minutes later and she was dressed like a normal person, but I wasn't going to cause her any trouble over it.

"I know I'm not near enough to naked for you today, Jimmy, but we'll all be like this until the Senator and company are dealt with. I need this jacket to cover my Glock," she said, flipping the jacket's tail up to show the pistol in the back of her waistband.

"You aren't taking any chances, are you?" I asked.

"No, and you should go put on something that will let you carry at least one of yours. Remember, Senator Malto is the cocksucker that took control of your Dad," Mom said.

Now that she mentioned it I did remember, and not fondly. Senator Malto had some payback coming. He'd live if we were satisfied that we controlled him; otherwise he was in for a long slow painful death.

I had just the thing to let me wear one of my Glocks without advertising the fact, so I went back upstairs. I changed from a pair of loafers to my Dunns but put on my ankle-strap holster and my Glock first. I didn't really think I'd need it, but Jacky approved. She even had me practice getting it out a couple of times and gave me some tips.

I still felt a little silly walking around with the Glock strapped to my leg. Jacky told me it was good practice and that if I kept it up for four or five weeks I'd get over broadcasting the Glock's presence to anyone who knew how to look.

"You mean you can see it?" I asked, looking down at my lower leg.

"No, but I can tell you have it on from the way you're walking," she said, and then grinned.

"Will everybody know?"

"No, but several people will probably notice you're walking differently. Jerrilyn and Gigi will know right away, but that won't be a problem. You should wait and see who notices," she said.

We walked out back to see what was going on and it was mostly a lot of not much. The large track-hoe was down where the airstrip's control tower was going to be and I could see that the basement was dug. We could hear a slight rumbling from the tunnel and dirt was still coming out of the conveyer while the precast concrete sections were going in.

That was pretty much it for now, but the sun was barely up. I assumed that the tunneling had continued all night. Chucky baby's crew was efficient.

I had a thought and went back inside to see Mom. I found her in the study.

"Mom, I think you should ask Chucky to see if he can let his concrete crew help with all the slabs that will need to be poured for our outbuildings. They were done with the driveway in nearly no time and I'm sure they could give Scott a big leg up with the other things," I said.

"That's a great idea. I'll have him talk to Scott to see if they can think of other things they can help with. I'm getting a little tired of this construction all ready. I'm even thinking about keeping Tiffany's and Jennifer's houses and maybe just taking down the brick and putting up stone to make them match," Mom said.

There was an idea that was sensible, and I wondered if Mom was feeling well. I hoped that she could see her way clear to do that. The two houses weren't really offensive, but she was right about the brick they'd used, it looked tacky. How could two high priced home so close together have two different patterns of tacky brick?

Betty was up and eating breakfast now, along with Gerri, Glenda, and Charlene. I decided that we probably had time for some firearm practice and Jacky agreed that it wouldn't hurt a thing.

When we asked them, Glenda and Charlene said they'd never done enough shooting to amount to anything.

"It doesn't matter, we can get you going today and you'll be caught up in no time," Jacky said.

We left after they'd finished their breakfast and put on some real clothes.

At the range Jacky spent some more time helping me get the Glock out of the ankle holster. We also did a lot of shooting while Glenda and Charlene went through the classroom portion of the training.

Scotty had plenty of Glocks now and before we left he fixed Glenda and Charlene up with two each. They were both pretty excited about it by now and planned to spend some time here tomorrow too, if they could.

We hadn't been home ten minutes before Dad called from the airport. They'd arrived early and were anxious for someone to come get them. I went outside and talked to the driver and he left.

Dad had arrived a little early but we were all here and ready. Gigi and Jerrilyn were hiding out in the little observation closet and Mom would meet Dad and the others at the door. Of course they didn't know it but the driver would be coming along right behind them.

I hid behind the study's door. It would keep me out of sight when they opened it to come in, so I had my Glock out already but there wasn't a cartridge in the chamber yet. Sherilyn was hidden on the other side of the big desk and she'd be popping up when the shit hit the fan.

Things went about as we expected them to, which was a novelty in itself. Mom answered the door, gave Dad a kiss and shook hands with the other two. They all headed directly for the study then.

The door did hide me as they came in, and I don't think Dad, the Senator, or his aid noticed that the driver was directly behind them with his right hand under his coat.

As soon as the study's door closed Senator Malto spit out the keyphrase. I was watching Dad and it was apparent that he went right under; the aid seemed to do the same.

Sherilyn stood up then and Mom pulled the Glock from behind her back. I don't think the Senator even noticed me until I jacked the Glock's slide and let it make that awful sound.

"I'm glad you were so cooperative, Senator. The only trouble is, you've fucked yourself," I said, when he turned to look at me.

The first thing he noticed was the business end of my Glock. His eyes went wide and then crossed as he tried to focus on the muzzle as it came to rest against the end of his nose.

"I don't appreciate what you've done to my father and I'm thinking about killing you for it," I said.

The spineless bastard's legs gave way and he sagged to the floor. As long as he was down there already, I kicked him right in the face, but not really hard. I didn't want to skin up my boots.

The gutless wonder took most of the fun out of it, so I just spit out the keyphrase myself and it worked on him, or seemed to. I was fairly certain it had because we hadn't run into any that it didn't work on yet.

I gave him a kick in the stomach while I was at it, then unloaded the round from my chamber and put it back into the clip before putting my Glock away.

The excitement was over now and I was glad that it hadn't been very exciting. Come to think of it, I'd probably like letting Senator Malto off for a swim in the Gulf of Mexico from about ten thousand feet better than I would splattering his brains around the study.

Mom and Sherilyn went over to Dad and put him on our team. When they let him come back he was madder than I'd ever seen him. He even walked over and gave Senator Malto and Joseph Blocker both a good swift kick in the ass.

I introduced Dad to all the new residents that were with us and Sherilyn gave him the short version of how I'd taken over while he was gone.

He gave me another one of those proud Papa smiles.

"Jimmy, you've literally saved my ass. I let the whole family down and you bailed us out," he said, and a few tears leaked from the corners of his eyes.

"Hell, Dad, what are sons for. I was glad to do it but I'm not the only one. I'm pretty sure that Sherilyn looked hard for a loophole in her instructions to let me take her over and I know that Marsha and Carolyn did. They, along with Julian, Mom, and Francis have done wonders taking control of everyone they could get hold of," I said.

"I don't want to seem pushy, Mr. Breslin, but we need to debrief you and then start on the Senator and Joe Blocker," Sherilyn said.

"We do indeed. I know a good bit of their plan but we'll need to know more. I'm sure that Malto will be willing to share his information with us," Dad said.

"I'm almost sorry he's going to do it willingly, but I guess we can take a little bit of frustration out on him after we're done," Mom said.

I knew that I wouldn't be much help with this and I made my excuses and left with Jerrilyn, Gigi, Betty, and Jacky. We headed out to take a look at the new helicopter.

All of Chucky's crew was at work now and the first thing I noticed was the guys putting up forms for the basement's walls. It seemed odd to see the eight-foot tunnel leaving from the end. I looked toward the hole for the tower's basement and saw that the tunnel machine was already out and other men were forming for walls there too.

When I noticed the digging where I knew the helipad was going to be I was surprised. To me it looked like it was getting a basement too. I asked Jerrilyn, Gigi, and Jacky if they knew anything about that.

"It's getting a basement and it will have a tunnel connecting to the other tunnel. It won't have a tower but there will be a small building adjoining the pad," Jacky said.

"Damn, we're going to have tunnels everywhere."

"That isn't half of it. The next hole will be a really big one. They intend to make a place for two submarine size nukes out there. Chucky is just full of useful information," she said.

"Nukes? Why are they putting missiles at our house?" I asked, and I know I must have sounded like I was panicking. I nearly was.

"No, not missiles. They're putting in two nuclear generators. Apparently they have done quite a few of them," Jacky said.

"That's enough of that, I don't want to think about it anymore," I said.

People started coming outside, sitting at the tables to eat, and I remembered that it was lunchtime. Of course we went back inside to get in line.

We met Mom coming out.

"Just take a seat, we have someone to serve us today," she said.

"Oh, have you hired Kamakeata and Tolishanea some help?" I asked.

"No, the caterers brought the food. Senator Malto and his aid will be serving today. We took a break to eat and we might even let them have some scraps, if anyone leaves any," Mom said, and then she laughed the nastiest laugh I'd ever heard out of her.

It was fun watching the almighty Senator serving lunch. Many of the women pinched his ass for meanness while he tried to serve them. Joe didn't come out any better, and after they'd cleared the table it was back to their real job. Spilling their guts.

I took the afternoon off, for fucking. I knew that there wasn't anything going on in my room today or in the connecting bathroom. The new vanity top and hot tub were curing and it would be tomorrow before they were installed.

I grabbed Shelia and Shelly since they happened to be near me and we went up to the new giant bed. Somehow the word got out and more women started arriving and then they were soon naked. I was used and abused through the afternoon and until about ten PM.

Laura didn't have anything to do during her nightly dick watch. I knew when I dozed off that Junior wouldn't be saluting for a while.

Jacky woke me just before sunrise Monday morning. I didn't know why we were getting up this early but didn't ask any questions. Our new bathroom might be ready tonight but it wasn't now, so we headed down the hall and found a shower.

After we were dried and dressed we went to the kitchen. Kamakeata and Tolishanea had breakfast ready with the Senator and Joe waiting to serve.

"Please send them away, looking at their sorry asses is spoiling my morning," I said, when we entered.

"You heard your master, get to the washroom and back to doing the laundry," Kamakeata told them.

At least this made me laugh. I guess I'd changed since this control from DC crap had started but I actually considered killing the both of them. I wasn't going to, or at least I intended to try my best not to, but taking over my Dad had severely pissed me off.

Jerrilyn and Gigi were down a few minutes later and they chastised Jacky for not waking them up to shower with us. She apologized and said she wouldn't do it again.

"Are you up for a test ride in the Sikorsky this morning? Mile high club members need to be qualified in helicopters too," Gigi said.

"My heart's willing but I don't think my dick can rise after last night. Can I get an appointment for tomorrow morning?" I asked.

"Of course you can. Tomorrow morning it is. The delay will give Jerrilyn and I a chance to auction off the seats," Gigi said, and laughed.

"If you want that bird to stay in good condition, I'd better get a free ride," Jacky said.

"That goes without saying," Jerrilyn said, assuring her.

After breakfast Jacky and I went out back to see what things looked like before the work got started. We were very surprised to see that it probably hadn't stopped last night. We saw Chucky baby looking into the hole where the helipad was going to be so we headed his way.

"Have you been working all night?" I asked him, when we got near enough.

"No, I took two four hour naps. In fact I just got here from the last one. Things are going great with the tunneler, but we still won't be finished on schedule. In fact I've set things back so that we can stay another week or maybe ten more days," he said.

"I guess some of the changes did hold you up."

"Mostly it was the decision to go ahead with the power facility. If we'd planned on it from the first we'd have brought equipment for two tunnelers. We're working hell out of the one," he said.

"It doesn't seem like it's going as fast on this short run as it did on the long one to the airstrip from the house," I said.

"There are three runs from here. We've finished the one to the airstrip and now we're heading toward the house where we'll intersect that tunnel. No point in having to walk all the way to the airstrip to turn around and come back to the helipad," he said.

"What is the other run from here," I asked.

"It goes to the power station's main facility and it will run right through that and out under the cooling lake," he said.

"Cooling lake?"

"Yes, the nukes will be using water from that lake just south of your property. Since it's such a small one we'll have to circulate cooling water out in adjacent piping under the surface, almost like a giant radiator," Chucky said, explaining.

"Why do you have to do that?"

"If we don't it will raise the temperature in the lake too much if the reactors ever have to be run at high output," he said.

"I see. Well, really I don't, but I see as much as I want to. This is a lot more complex than I first thought it would be," I said.

"Well, if the government wants to supply you with free power and pay the bill, there's really no need to tell them no," Chuck said, and then laughed.

"I guess so. Will it be complicated to keep them running?"

"No, it won't be any trouble for you. The maintenance and management people will be furnished.

"Even though it's all underground, there will be a large facility, including living quarters for them. Don't worry; we've done this in several places. The only difference will be changing the allegiance for those that will be stationed here," he said.

"Stationed, are they military?"

"Not technically, but it is just a technicality. They all were in the service before. I'm sure that your Dad, or the Senator will be able to furnish the details. I'm only vaguely familiar with the whole thing," Chucky told us.

God, what a bundle of snakes this was turning out to be. I wasn't sure I wanted to know everything that Mom and Sherilyn were digging out of the Honorable Senator.

"This is actually almost a complete facility we're building here, similar to the ones on the other side of Fort Worth and in Nebraska. Of course they haven't told me to put in the missile batteries but you are getting a large hangar and you'll probably have a few F-16s or F-15s, just for luck," he said, grinning like a fool.

"That's all I want to know about it for now. You've run over my limit," I said, then Jacky and I went back to the house.