General Gold's chauffeur, Corporal Carbino, held the door open for the Commander. A rolling conference was considered more secure.

The general was big man, a staunch support of the Liberal Politics and a very organized man. "May I ask your staff function, Commander?"

"I am instructed to act as liaison between your unit and our naval assets."

"Those assets being...?"

"The liquid gas ship at sea, the fertilizers ship currently docked at the quay and a fast reaction naval assault team operation off the carrier Resolve."

"All those thing I know about. Was it you who convince the Chinese to ship those things on time?"

"No."

"I pulled an old man out of retirement to rig the shipment of nitrates. Why do I need you?"

"I have the command and control codes memorized."

"And the reason they could not be entrusted to me?"

"No offense sir, but with Parliament, the ministry and the military compromised they thought it best to entrust the codes to me."

"Again, why not me...?"

"No offense sir, you are our real government's staunchest ally, but men have been untrustworthy of late."

The Commander braced for impact but her course was clear.

"Yes. Quite right! Seductions, bribery, blackmail it is all most sordid. But then attractive women are also vulnerable, no offense. That genetic manipulation of children has been most persuasive."

"None taken. If I be frank, my bulldog looks saved me from the usual sort of harassment one finds from the common sort in the Navy."

"I am glad we see eye to eye. The fact I am Jewish tended to insulate me from the 'old boy network' I thought it a problem until now."

"It is terribly distasteful but you read George Carfax's journal, the whole town must be expunged from the face of the earth."

"Yes." The Generals face took on a grim aspect. "Our allies around the world have made similar arrangements, all timed for this weekend. I am glad they are finally going to do something about Hollywood. The filth it had be spewing out...what's that newest one? 'The Love Family?' Propaganda pure and simple." Gold was a killer from old and his long knives were out. He shifted his focus from the corpses to the cause. "What do they call that festival?"

"Winter Solstice. The Sewing Circle culls the most eligible girls in the village out and sends them to the manor to be mated. The males decorate their cars and vans, drive them to the manor then return to be toasted by their friends for their good fortune. They call September..."

"Lambs Month. Yes. I recall now. When I first read that I fairly burned at the outrageous notion. The Carfax's even have restored the right of 'first night." They may have gotten the Sexual Freedoms Act passed but we'll fix that soon enough. I have two daughters myself, I cannot raise them in such a country."

"Where are your daughters?"

"One has been cloistered in my house since the Education Act of ten years ago. The other lives on a kibbutz. I had her flown in today by special arrangement. I want her close when all this goes down. They are my reason for living. I cannot permit them to grow up in a world where Carfaxes rule "

The Commander grunted. That was just the kind of motivation, and security, the Special Actions Ministry sought.

"You?"

"Never married. Your driver?"

"Burned his testes off in a house fire. I picked him off of a NATO roll. He spent his life in an obscure Tyrolean Village. If he is a Carfax, I'm the pope. Doesn't' speak English."

"Then how...?"

"I speak Italian."

"The Carfaxes...."

"Are known for their facility with language, I know."

"Are the medical teams all ready?"

"Yes. I turned the refrigeration units off and on myself. All the IV's are ruined. Any survivors are doomed to blood poisoning."

"Yourself, you?"

"I can't trust any one else."

The Commander thought about the children surviving the coming fireball. "Like bloody Herod."

That raised an eyebrow. "So it wasn't just bad looks that hurt the commander, but a propensity for saying the wrong thing." The general refused to rise to the bait and riposted. "Herod is very misunderstood person. Before he went mad, he built Caesarea and, of course, Masada. Do not fret, Commander. Cut of the head and the snake will die. My surveillance team has confirmed that the Carfax family is in the kill zone. When they are dead, their descendants will move. Then we will locate and eliminate them."

"What about George Carfax? He attends Sunday service only irregularly."

"The scholar? I have one of my top sniper teams on him. They report he had been living quietly, if incestuously, with his sister in that cottage of his. He, she and all their little inbred brats will die as well. He would have to been an expert hunter and tracker to have spotted them and he is not that."

"Good."

There was a tap on the glass. The General lowered the partition and spoke to the driver. Then he raised the soundproof barrier. "Guiseppe said there was something we should hear n the radio." He reached for the knobs.

"Again, our top story, Indiri Punjabi and the New Commonwealth Party have won the Indian National Elections. Promising a "A New Raj and A New Order", her party has garnered has won with an overwhelming 82 percent of the popular vote. Congratulatory phone calls have poured in from as near as Pakistan as well as far from her colleges in the U.K. Testing for new maharajas will begin within the week. Punjabi came into the world spotlight after her resolution of the Kashmir Problem. Her reputation for maintaining a ruthlessly honest party has caused..."

Gold flipped the "off" switch. "Humph. The Master Race claims another victory. She, her mother, aunt, four sisters and eight cousins all lived in Caym-by -the-Sea at one time or another."

"I know. It's the New Commonwealth Movement in China that has me worried."

"Hmph. New Commonwealth. A return to Empire is what that is! All the privilege, all the power..." The hatred of a proud man, slighted by his lessers burned in his eyes.

The Commander played a little devil's advocate, goading her comrade again. She knew it was bad, her need to get a rise out of people was another reason why she was never rose to prominence, but she couldn't help herself. She was a slave to her own demons, same as Gold. "No crime, efficient government, no taxes and no war. Some people say it is worth it. They even solved the Irish Question.""

"Hah. And how did they do that? The Paddies couldn't jump on board fast enough. Now there are more Irish serving the Carfax cause than English."

The rest of the ride passed in a brooding silence. Each passenger was going to kill a town of their countrymen and women. What was there to talk about? The Rolls passed a road sign the read "Caym-By-The-Sea: Voted Britain #1 Honeymoon Destination" over a picture of the white and glass Carfax Inn.

They drove into the General's base, quite casually. It was the closest military institution to Caym-by-the-Sea. They drove to his home, to keep up appearances. His elder daughter greeted the general the other stood by.

"Sarah. Ruth. This is the Commander. She will be spending the night."

Sarah welcomed the Commander. Pleasantries were exchanged. After tea, Sarah nudged the general. "Father, there is something on the Internet you should see. Come up to my room and I'll show you." Not willing to aire the family laundry in front of a fellow officer, he complied. Just as he was about to put his first foot at the top of the stairs, she pushed.

Her father was a strong, able man and he didn't break his neck on the way down. Sarah's military training came to the fore then. She disabled him with two elbow strikes and a boot to the third lumbar vertebrae.

The Commander was in shock. She was a communications officer and not trained for combat. She simply gripped her briefcase to her chest. "You won't get the codes out of me."

Ruth, Sarah's sister, ran to the front door and opened it. Three figures, two men and woman, entered. Ruth, sister, lovingly embraced one, the chauffer, Guisseppi. The other two, an grey haired man and a Chinese girl, blocked the door and prevented the old woman from escaping.

"You won't get the codes." The Commander fumbled for her cellular alarm.

The old man replied. "Please stop repeating that, my dear girl. We don't need any codes right now. The seamen were more then willing to help us."

"You are George Carfax." She said it like he had just appeared in a cloud of fire and brimstone.

"Mea Culpa. Sarah, we promised you a lover. May I introduce Mei Yu?" His partner pulled open her overcoat and revealed herself. Mei Yu was a fabulously beautiful eastern girl. High cheek bones, creamy skin and full black, silky hair that bounced on her collarbone. She was dressed in amethyst silk body stocking cocktail dress. Her shapely, strong legs flowed into matching slippers. "You are sure you do not want a son?" George pointed to his groin.

"I am sure."

"Really sure? Sarah Gold was a strong girl but she loved softness. All her life in the girls' schools, how could she not experiment? She loved women's caresses. However, there is one thing she always wanted that none of the women could give her, a son. She wanted a son that would make all the other women green with envy. Since she first contacted him, in that bar in Cyprus lo those many months ago, she knew George Carfax would give her a great son, one worthy of her father and her. The more she thought about it, the more she liked it. Her desire for a son also wakened a desire for a man deep inside her. Not just any man, George Carfax. She actually drooled at the thought to suck him off! It made her laugh to think about it. Here she was a confirmed lesbian but now she want to suck and fuck as badly as any nymphomaniac."

He'll be the bringer of peace to Israel, I promise. Your name will be revered for all time."

"I....I..." she licked her lips. "Oh fuck me George, please...put a son in me." She started unbuttoning her cuffs.

"Mei? Please entertain the Commander. You will find she had a liking for Chinese girls."

"I have no such thing."

"Oh Commander? You were every discreet when you slipped away from the fleet in Singapore, Bangkok and even Amsterdam. You researched your whorehouses very well. No one in the admiralty ever suspected you were away to the places where a woman could taste the delights of another. You wanted to stop but you are quite helpless before your urges. It all started when a Chinese officer invited you to tea after a conference and she introduced you to her favorite method of relaxation...since then you drop your skirt at any beautiful Asian woman and after cunnilingus you will tell them anything."

The Commander reeled in horror as she listened to all he knew all about her life time of indiscretions. This Mei was so beautiful...she dropped the briefcase and lifted up her skirt.

"Mei, when she assents to give you the commands codes, kindly pass them on to your cousin."

George turned to the living room. His acolyte was fucking the general's daughter for all he was worth. "Well Ruth? Is fucking Gossipy as good as you imagined?"

"Buh...buh...better. I love you Gossipy."

"Mi amor."

"Ah, young love." George crouched down next to the old warrior. "Well?"

"How?" he wheezed.

"As for Gossipy, sometimes the teste's retreat into the body during fires. It's rare but it does happen. That, plus a few grafts and Gossipy was more then willing to help the Carfax cause. You used him because he was less than a full man. Do you know how insulting that is? As for your daughter, her infatuation with Italian boys goes back to the time you were stationed near Milan. Didn't you ever notice she had a fascination with Romeo and Juliet?"

"Geeeeorrge." Naked, Sarah pawed her new lover, tugging at his shirt .

"In a minute, sweet. Your father deserves the truth before the end. Sarah had been a lesbian for years before she met me. I have nothing to do with that. Funny, but if she was able to be more open with it, she wouldn't have been forced into the hidden subculture. That's where we made contact." He stood over the crippled man. "You should have nuked us, General. I leaked the journal hoping you would take the hint and realize a swift, sure strike would end it. But no, you had to be clever. You gave me time to discover your plan."

"Heh. Heh. Only one." His legs went cold.

"No. The plots around the world are meeting much the same end." Across the room, the commander was blurting out everything she knew. Mei memorized at all for burst transmission later. "Nothing like being sure though. Now I want you to watch. Watch! As I take your daughter. Know that she represents what is to become of the world because you failed."

George stood and the General's daughter attacked his pants. "I love sucking your cock my big, strong lord." She undid the buckle and unzipped the fly. With one swift motions she pulled down his briefs. She held up his shaft with her right hand and swallowed it. The general moaned. She didn't even look his way. He did not exist for her anymore. George Carfax was the only man that mattered.

After oral coitus, Sarah dropped his pants fully and presented her ass to him. Sarah took every inch and loved it. Suddenly the sound not unlike broken celery drew his eye. The commander dropped dead. Mei opened a satchel and hooked a headset on.

"Hurry up Mei, Sarah still likes girls."

Sarah looked up from her doggy position. "No..mmmm... rush. Ugh. I am happy where I am. Ugh." The General witnessed Carfax taking his whole world. He wept.

"Oh. Now we are crying, eh? Why because you failed in your mission to kill women and children?"

"D-d-d-daughters..."

"You old bastard. I am about to conquer the world and all you care about is...what? One is a lesbian and the other is...what?" Then Guisseppi's gold cross fell onto Ruth's smiling face. "Oh. You are afraid she's going to go Catholic?" The general's face betrayed that George had hit the mark.

"You old bigot. I guess it doesn't matter if your girls are happy. All that matters is you, right? Well, then..." George withdrew and zipped up. "Let's see what happens when you get you wish." You will remember everything.

"No please George, you haven't come yet. Oh damn you daddy!" Sarah looked angry enough she to finish the job on her father she started. As George began to speak, she pulled up cold.

It wasn't that Sarah hated men its just that no men ever measured up to her father. He was so strong, so smart, so virile. And she told him so, lo those many nights they spent making hot, passionate love. It was so wrong but it was so very, very hot. The fact that it was so nasty made it all the more delicious. Every single night, Sarah would creep in to her father's room and the two would fuck until the dawn.

"Daddy! What did I do to you?"

Unbidden, the general "remembered" all those sweet, torrid night of sheet soaking sex. But he also knew the memories were a lie. Carfax had allowed him to know the real truth.

"Don't worry Sarah." Sarah did her job well. Her father's paralysis was only temporary. He still could not stand yet but he could speak.

"You bastard. My wife died of cancer."

Carfax lost is temper and began to scream. "You still don't get it do you old man! This is bigger than your own fucking family! I am a fucking monster, a mad fucking dog that begged you to put me down! But no! Asking for nukes would mean admitting some very unpleasant truths. Instead you got all sneaky, took your time and that gave me time to hear form my sources what you were planning." George Carfax shook and flailed his arms in a fury. "You were my last fucking hope! Now what happens, huh? Some mad fucking Empire?! I wanted you to kill me! Kill me! KILL ME! SOMEBODY! PLEASE!" Carfax broke down and cried.

Some people never learn. "Let my daughters go free."

Carfax drew in one last sob, stood and straightened his shirt. "No. I want you to have a taste of what I have in store for the world. You wife died of cancer, huh?"

The nights his wife was on painkillers was the best. Then she slept so soundly, Sarah and he could do it right there, right next to her. Both he and his daughter loved the notion that his wife, her mother, could wake up at any moment and catch them in the act. But she never did. Their forbidden, incestuous love only grew deeper and richer.

Vulgar, blasphemous memories raped the general. "You are a fucking madman."

"Finally getting the idea are we? Better put her time in Israel in their somewhere."

When the heat of their passion threatened to consume them both, they decided it would be wise for Sarah to spend some time away, on a kibbutz perhaps, and give each other time to cool down. But Sarah's lust for her father never diminished. She ached for a world where people would understand their love, where she could proudly announce who was the father of her children. That was when she joined, secretly to be sure, the Sexual Freedom Party.

Sarah, awakening from her confused fugue state of mind, knelt beside her love. "It will be all right, daddy, you'll see. We can be open about our love now."

Inside is mind, the general remembered the original and the new reality with equal clarity. He could not help but explore his new memories and he found them darkly alluring. He tried to save at least one of his family.

"Let Ruth go."

"Fine. But if I let her go, it will be with Guisseppi. You sure? I could make sure she ends up with a nice Jewish boy." The general hesitated. "I see you like that idea. Very well."

General Gold was fully expecting George to make Guisseppi Jewish or some sort of rot. But he hadn't reckoned with how disappointed George was that he was still alive.

Guisseppi thought he loved Ruth, that is, until he met Mei. When he let Carfax onto the base, he could not take his eyes off the exotic beauty. When Ruth latched onto him, he had some bad news for her.

Suddenly, Guisseppi was holding Ruth not as a lover, but as a guard. Despite his former chauffeur's threatening posture, the General was relieved. He let out his breath.

"Oh. I am not done yet."

Sarah couldn't sneak by Ruth every night. The night of her mother's funeral she couldn't sleep. She got up to take a piss when he spied Sarah walking past. Her big sister was dressed in black, lacey lingerie, not her usual sleepwear. Curious, her little sister followed her. Sarah crept into her father's bedroom.

Sarah was so excited, she failed to close the door all the way. Ruth peeked in.

"Like it daddy? It's called a merry widow."

"Black. Good. Now come here where you belong." He patted the side of the bed. "No more sneaking around."

"There's still Ruth to consider." Sarah stood at the edge of the bed, backlit by the reading lamp. Ruth could see the outline of her sister's body though the fabric. She always envied her sister's beauty, her perfect shape and her long, curly brown hair.

"And my career to think of. Now come here." He reached for her but she danced away and laughed. The two chased each other around the bed laughing. Finally, Sarah allowed her father to catch her.

"Daddy, I want you so much. Take me daddy. You are so strong, no one compares to you."

The old soldier untied his pajamas to reveal his stiff prick. Ruth almost gasped. She wasn't feeling shock or dismay, just pure fiery lust. Sarah was right, her father was a still a magnificent bull of a man. She had often rubbed against his hard, hairy body for the feel of it. The sight of her father's cock filled her with desire, the desire to be held, the desire to be kissed, the desire to be fucked by the strongest, handsomest man she knew...her daddy.

"Carfax please, stop."

"Please now is it? Sorry. But you have to be taught a lesson. Let's see, where was I?"

Ruth couldn't stop herself. Her hand slipped into her crevice and her fingers swirled in sympathy her father's penetrating strokes. Then her other hand moved to her anus and she slipped her middle finger in. Oh, she wished she had her plug now. Now, she'd wear it all day if she could and imagine it was her father, filling her. She almost passed out from the joy.

Her father and sister came with a groan and then turned on each other. Sarah plopped backwards on the bed and threw her legs into the air. "Fuck me father! Put your prick where it will do the most good." The general needed no encouragement. His stamina bordered on the supernatural where family was concerned. He could keep it, and Sarah, up all night if he chose. He took great pride in the quantity and quality of his ejaculations. He threw her calves over his shoulders and got to work.

Ruth was treated to quite a show she frigged herself silly and even had time to run to the kitchen for a carrot to stuff up her rectum. After the fifth time, she simply passed out. In the end, Sarah slept where her mother had been and Ruth lay sprawled out in hallway..

When Ruth came to, both her father and sister were sleeping peacefully. Morning's aurora had just broken. Ruth knew Sarah was a very sound sleeper, especially after exercise. It was Ruth's turn to creep in.

The general was gently awakened by set of lips on his penis. When he looked down he expected to see Sarah but was met by the smiling face of dark haired Ruth. He was surprised but not shocked. He loved her too, in the same special way he loved Sarah and now that Ruth had reached her majority, he could find no fault with her decision.

He massaged her head and savored the feel of her big tits on his thighs. He always wanted to taste those big tits of hers

"She doesn't have..." but one look told the general different. His daughter now sported a set of 36 D's. He stopped himself licking his lips.

"No?"

Yes, the general always loved big tits. The sex with tall, lithe, Sarah was terrific but he was a tit man. And Ruth's tits had developed so early. They were so luscious, so juicy, so firm and bouncy, ideal. He had ached to taste them for years. And her hair. It was longer than even Sarah's, long black and naturally wavy. He always had a thing for long hair. And now there she was licking his cock, doing to Sarah was Sarah did to Beth. He dare not move. The pleasure and restraint was exquisite.

"What do you think, now? Beautiful aren't they?"

Despite himself he looked. He daughter's tits were beautiful, healthy, round, his ideal. "Yes, now let her go."

"You sure you want that?"

But it wasn't just Ruth's tits that fascinated him, but her ass as well. It was round as an apple, a bit on the heavy side, the way he liked it. He caught himself drooling whenever she bent over. When he sent Sarah away the two couldn't wait to make it home and they grabbed a room at the airport hotel and made wild, passionate love. Over the past months, the general learned about Ruth's anal peccadilloes and had come to enjoy them immensely. All the while Sarah was away, the General and Ruth did play. No one even suspected.

"Stop."

"No fair! Make me his ideal too. We had an agreement." Sarah was indignant.

"Sarah! Shut up."

"Never let it be said I ever reneged on any deal."

People used to call the Gold sisters peas in pod. Though Sarah was taller than Ruth, both had been graced with their mother's big bosom and meaty ass. Each wore their hair long, just like their mother. Even after Sarah cut hers for the military, it had grown back to his ankle length with preternatural speed. Indeed, their father could no make up his mind whom he lusted after more.

The General looked up. Sarah was a goddess.

"Now stop Ruth from cheating on me with daddy."

"Very well."

Sarah woke up to her sister's mouth for the umpteenth time. Daddy was away on business and both of them were so very lonely. Oh there were plenty of men on the base, but daddy was right, none of them measured up. So the two sisters naturally took steps. At first it was simple masturbation, then it evolved into dildos and then they could hide it from each other no longer. It started out as favors, one would thrust into the other. And then their passions got the better of them. They moved into doubles and strap ons but as good as it was, it never really met their needs. It was Sarah who first took the bold step into their father's bed. So it wasn't great shock when she awoke to the sight of Ruth sucking her father. It was actually a relief, now she could scream to her heart's content. She cuddled up to her father.

"You don't mind?" He asked.

"Gracious no. I actually find it hot." She kissed him. Then all three of them, Ruth, Sarah and the General made passionate love. The general loved sodomizing Ruth as much as she. Ruth was also quite the cocksucker. Sarah loved to fuck and was very inventive in the bedroom. And they both had huge, juicy tits, the kind that could trigger orgasm from the right handling..

George ended the story. "Sarah, what was that about cheating?"

"Oh? Did I say something?"

"Never mind. So General what will it be? Your world, a world where there is nothing more important than who is sleeping with whom? Or a world where you and your daughters can be free to enjoy whomever they wish? A world without bigotry to weigh one down?"

"Go to hell."

"I am there. One more thing to sweeten the deal." Carfax opened the door and in stepped Beth, his late wife, looking like she just stepped out of their wedding album. Her weight was back and her auburn hair had grown back in, long as ever.

"Beth? How?"

"I was shipped off to the Carfax Cancer Institute. Some kind of clerical error. I am fully cured now."

"Where have you been all these years?"

"That's a long story." She looked at George then back to her husband. "One I'll be happy to share over dinner."

"What do you say now, old sport?" Carfax was downright cocky.

The new world and the old battled in the old man's soul. The new world was a lie, but he was happy in that one. In the old world he was branded "jew-boy" and worse. In the new world, it sounded like Carfax wanted to offer him a job. Mad or not, the man recognized his ability..

It occurred to him that he was a microcosm of what was going on in the world. Everyone was faced with this choice; the real world or a lie where he was better off

Carfax held all the cards. Faced with inevitable destruction for no good purpose, the old soldier chose to surrender. Besides, he could always kill him later. "All right, Carfax. You win. I'll agree to your terms."

"Spoken like a gentleman. Now it has occurred to me I need a general, a good one. I am going to trust you with a great deal of authority. I need you to be a willing participant, otherwise you won't be able to deal with the bits of the old world left over."

"I'm willing." He spat through his teeth. "But I want their minds back to the way they were before."

"I suppose that will have to do. Deal." Carfax was muttering something and suddenly he felt better. He was able to stand. Beth, Ruth and Sarah ran into his arms. "What about their bodies."

"Sorry, General that's a deal for another time. I have work to do. Come on Guisseppi, Mei." The three walked out the door and entered their limo.

Gold thought about pursuing him but his Beth was back. The madman could wait.

"Where to, boss?"

"Pull around back and wait."

Once the limo was around back, George left the car. "You wait here. There's one more thing that require my presence. I'll be right back."

"Beth, I am so sorry." Gold's eyes were wet with emotion.

Beth kissed her husband furiously. "Don't be. I understand, I heard it all. And to tell you the truth, the story kind of turned me on.""

"What?"

"Oh look. He made you younger too."

"Never mind that. What did you say?"

"I said I overheard the part of you and Sarah and Ruth and it kind of turned me on. If you liked the new reality I'd understand. I mean the both are now just so a body could just eat them up alive and a man has needs."

Gold was stunned.

"Come on, let's all go to bed."

He pushed her away. "What are you saying?"

"I mean 'Guess who it was that introduced Sarah to the joys of sapphidic love'?"

"This isn't right. Carfax is making you say these things."

"Sorry dear. It was all happening right beneath you nose. We didn't like keeping it from you but what can a girl do? You kept such a close eye on me I couldn't get away. And there was Sarah all young and fresh..."

"No. It's not possible."

"I'm afraid it is daddy."

Ruth piped up. "Daddy do I have to give this body back?"

It was all so much for him to understand. His military training kicked in and he itemized what he knew. Carfax kept all his deals. So all his girls we mentally back to the way they were before. His wife and his daughters were perverts. And he remembered everything. He "remembered" nights of ecstatically joyful incestuous love that never happened. Then he realized: In this reality or the other, he hated his life.

He burst from the grip of the three women and to his gun cabinet. With the back of his hand he smashed the tempered glass and removed an old Colt.45 automatic, the one he kept loaded. It was big, black, thing, shaped like two joined coffins and it fired a fat, ugly slug. It suited his purpose. He locked and cocked as he dashed outside.

"Should we stop him, mommy?"

"No Ruth, dear. George told me to wait and I suppose you should too."

Gold skidded to a halt on the gravel and scanned his driveway for any sign of Carfax. He didn't need to look too hard. George Carfax was standing right there, hands in the pockets of his black Kashmir overcoat.

"Hello, General."

Gold level the pistol. "I'm going to kill you."

"Why? I just put them back the way they were."

"They weren't dykes!" He had trouble aiming through the tears.

"They are the women you love. Nothing has changed."

"I'm going to enjoy this."

George raised his arms, lifted his face to heaven and awaited death's kiss.

There was a gunshot.

George wasn't dead. He looked at the general, he was holding his right hand. Some shards of the pistol were still bouncing around.

A familiar voice called his name from behind. "George."

He didn't bother to turn around. "Hello, darling."

Beryl hugged her husband and kissed his cheek. "Darling, you've got to stop killing yourself like this. You know it will never come to pass."

"I suppose. Where did the gunshot come from?"

"Our new son-in-laws."

"Married already?"

"What can I say? It was love at first gun-sight."

"Nice pun."

"They thought of it. Now fix the general and come on home. There's all sort of messages about thing you need to do something about."

"Right, dear."

It was then the general realized that in any reality what really mattered was if someone was happy. He dashed outside and begged his beloved new commander to put things back and lo, things were as he had spoken once before. Gold dashed back into the house and the four enjoyed the first of many family orgies. Carfax was right. The General loved his wife and daughters and they loved him and each other. What else mattered?

"Indeed, dear, what else matters? Now come home. We have a whole world to make as happy as you've made the general."