As with previous chapters of the story of Dr. Mitchel I'd like to start with a heartfelt THANK YOU! To RecHiker! He edited this chapter, inspired me, and has helped me stay focused. He's taken time from his BUSY schedule to advise me, and edit this chapter.



I'd also like to thank RecHiker for allowing me to insert my characters into his story, The Morrisons. And for allowing me to borrow some of his characters to insert in mine. It's actually a lot of fun to exchange events, and blend dialog between both stories. This chapter is very closely interwoven with RecHiker's chapter 25. There are "scenes" (events) described in both stories, from a little different perspective. (Almost like the description of real events by real witnesses.) THANKS, RecHiker!

I also want to say Thank you to my readers. Thank you even more to the readers who like the story and go to the trouble to tell me. Feedback is a great motivator. Knowing someone liked what I've written helps me want to continue. Also thank you to the readers who send constructive criticism. Writing to me and calling me names does nothing to improve the storyline or the writing.

Special thanks to those of you who have written me with encouragement and well wishes, during my time off. My wife is home, breathing on her own just fine. It was a trying month+, but things are nearly back to normal.

If you are looking for a "stroker" story with quick, dirty, irresponsible, sexual encounters, (slam bam thank you ma'am) this is not for you. This story is about loving relationships, and builds the characters in what I consider to be safe, loving situations. It does contain descriptions of graphic sexual encounters. Some of these are faded memories of certain portions of misspent youthful encounters. Others are complete fantasies and wishful thinking. All are intended to be entertaining.

I readily admit to being an amateur, and I write mostly for my own entertainment. Believe me when I tell you I sometimes entertain myself way more than I should. You wouldn't believe some of the stuff that gets edited out. Thank God for the delete button. I'm old enough to remember typewriters, carbon paper, and white-out. I wouldn't do this under those conditions. I've even owned an IBM Selectric, and a Xerox Memorywriter.... With either of them this story would not exist.

This story, the characters in it, the events described, and the activities of the characters are all figments of the imagination of the author. Any resemblance to real life, or actual people, is strictly coincidental. Some of the locations mentioned do in fact exist, and most of the inanimate objects are real. Please note; though some of the locations are real, some of them have been modified to fit the story lines.

The characters that are involved with sexual encounters are all adults, and capable of making responsible decisions.

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I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Fat_Dad

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Marsh woke up to the sound of laughter coming from the shower in the front bathroom. A quick survey of his surroundings revealed that he and Becca had been left in the bed. Trish, Sue, and Jenni had gotten up early and were in the shower. From the sounds of it, they were having fun in there.

Marsh just laid there and listened, enjoying the sound of happiness that the laughter portrayed. It wasn't long before there were movements from the sleeping beauty beside him. Marsh turned his head and watched as Becca adjusted her position, then opened her eyes. She blinked a few times, and then smiled at Marsh, as she became aware of his attention directed towards her.

"Good morning, my love." Marsh whispered. "You are looking beautiful this morning. I sure hope I can wake up to this vision a lot more times before I die."

"Thank you, my handsome prince," Becca softly replied. "I'll be the happiest woman in the world, to have you do that."

Becca turned a little more toward Marsh, and her right hand slipped down to wrap around his morning wood. As she slowly stroked up and down his cock, Marsh hummed a contented murmur. "Hmmmm, I'll give you two hours to quit that," he told her.

"Marsh," Becca spoke quietly.

"Mmmmm-Hmmm." He responded.

"You woke up hard. I woke up wet. Do you suppose it would be too much trouble if I rolled over on top of you and rode that pony?" She asked.

"What the hell kind of question is that?" Marsh gave her a shocked look. "You can climb on here any time you want. It's your pony! You ride it or share it as you see fit."

"Oh thank you!" Becca replied as she started to roll the rest of the way over and move on top of Marsh.

Becca guided Marsh's cock directly to her tight, but very wet pussy. She slowly lowered herself till Marsh was fully embedded. Becca just stayed still for several minutes, enjoying the fullness she felt and the joy of being connected to the man she loved so completely.

Marsh wrapped his arms around her and just held her tightly on top of himself as he basked in the warmth of not just her pussy, but her love as well.

Becca's pussy muscles began to contract around Marsh's cock. Anyone who was watching them would not have known there was anything happening, but Marsh could feel the marvelous sensations of the pressure his lover's muscles were causing.

Soon enough Becca's hips started to rock. It began almost imperceptibly and Becca began to purr softly. "Oh Marsh," she whispered. "This feels soooo good."

"Becca," Marsh responded. "I couldn't agree more. You are taking me to heaven, on the glory train....Mmmmm. Don't ever stop."

Becca's breathing deepened and her hip movements gradually increased in length and speed. Her soft purring advanced to first low moaning and soon to much louder exclamations of pleasure.

"Oh....Marsh....Oh... that's soooo... good! Oh... Marsh!" Becca was slamming her hips on Marsh, and his hips were now thrusting up to meet hers.

The three girls that had been taking a shower had exited the bathroom and were all standing at the door of the closet. One after the other found their hands down in their own pelvic area, rubbing their own now drenched pussies, to very satisfying climaxes of their own.

Marsh and Becca had no idea what was happening in the room around them. Marsh still had his arms wrapped around Becca, and they were kissing passionately. Their moans and Becca's screams of pleasure were muffled by the lip lock they shared.

Becca lifted her head, and broke their kiss, so she could get a breath. Both of the lovers were breathing erratically and both could feel their climax building.

"I'm.... gonna.....cum!" Marsh exclaimed. "I'm ... almost.... there!"

"Oh....Marsh! Me.....too...Come with meeeeeee Maaarrrrshhhhhh! Becca slammed herself down on Marsh one last time. – Hard! Her back arched, and her toes pointed to the end of the bed. Her pussy muscles clamped down on Marsh's cock and sucked the hot cum out of his spasming balls.

Marsh arched his back and thrust himself up towards Becca, spurting his hot white cream into Becca's spasming love tunnel.

Becca's body finally relaxed and she melted into Marsh. He pulled her as close as humanly possible. "Oh Becca," he breathed. "Each time we make love is better than the one before. You're awesome!"

Marsh and Becca were finally aware of their surroundings, and heard the applause and praises of the other three ladies in the room, who had all had their own orgasms while watching Marsh and Becca make love.

"Now see what you did?" Sue chided them. "You got us all worked up and we're going to have to take another shower to clean off the sweat and the juice running down our legs."

"And well worth the trouble!" Jenni commented.

Trish just walked over to the bed and bent down to kiss Marsh and Becca. "That was great." She complimented. "I'll risk needing a shower anytime at all, to watch you two. You're inspiring to watch. The only thing that might be better would be to have that marvelous cock in me, instead of you, baby girl."

Sue and Jenni had already headed back into the bathroom, where they took turns using the toilet and then the bidet, then turning the shower back on, and cleaning off the fresh sweat, and other body fluids.

Marsh pulled Trish down onto the bed and wrapped her in a hug that Becca joined. Then the three of them went to the back bathroom where Becca, then Trish used the toilet and the bidet, then joined Marsh in the shower.

If each of them had taken showers separately, one after the other, they would probably have taken less time. They would most certainly have had a lot less fun. They washed each other and groped and tickled, poked and prodded, and generally had a good time getting clean.

When the shower was a little more than complete, the water was turned off and the three participants proceeded to dry each other with the same approach, having fun. Everyone was a little more than clean, and everyone was a little more than dry, when they were finished.

Next they all moved to the large front closet, picked out the clothes they thought appropriate for the day, and got dressed to go to work. It was going to be a short work day, but everyone needed to show up at the office, to close out the projects they had in motion the day before. Or at least get things at a convenient stopping place for the weekend.

Sue and Jenni had gone to their room to get dressed and returned to Marsh, Trish, and Becca's room when they were ready for work. They both picked a spot and sat to wait till their friends were ready to head downstairs.

Marguarita and Rick were in the kitchen where Marguarita was making breakfast for all of them. She had mixed the batter to make waffles and had actually made enough waffles already so that everyone could get started. There were hot waffles in the oven and there was batter for anyone to have as many as they would like.

Mita had set out several different toppings, including several kinds of fresh berries along with butter, powdered sugar, and Becca quickly recognized a bottle of Vermont maple syrup. The bottle had the label from the Andrews' farm.

Becca asked Mita where she had gotten that bottle of syrup, and Mita told her that she had contacted Sandy Hanson, at The Hole. Sandy had hooked her up with a guy in Vermont named Bruce Andrews, who was making the maple syrup on his cousin's farm. Mita had ordered a case of it, and said she had already tasted it and it was the best maple syrup she had ever had.

Becca beamed. Bruce was in fact her cousin, and the farm he was producing Maple syrup on was the farm her father had left to her. The farm she had been raised on. She ran over to Marguarita and wrapped her in a huge hug, then planted a very warm kiss on her lips.

"Wow!" Mita exclaimed. "That was nice. I don't know what I did that was so great, but I will be glad to do it again for that kind of treatment."

"Oh mama," Becca responded. "That maple syrup is so good. That's from the farm I was raised on. I used to help my daddy harvest it and cook it down. This is comfort food for me. Thank you, so much!"

Becca knew her cousin was living on her farm, but she had no idea he was harvesting the syrup from the trees her father had harvested. Trees she had harvested with her dad when she was a little girl. This was indeed a treat. Becca had a little bit of waffle with her maple syrup.

Mita had placed the bottle of syrup in a pan of water, on the stove, and brought the water to a simmer. The syrup was warm enough to melt the butter on the waffles. The whole effect was exquisite. The waffles stayed warm, and the syrup, with the melted butter, soaked in and tasted delicious.

"Don't ever buy any more of this," Becca told Mita. "I'll call Bruce and have him ship cases of it for free. After all, it comes from my trees."

Marsh decided he had to have a second waffle with strawberries, blueberries, and some whipped cream. He was convinced he would not need to worry about having any lunch when he was finished with the breakfast Marguarita had provided, but he was also convinced that it was worth it.

Marsh invited everyone to ride in the Bronco again. This time Trish drove and Sue sat on Marsh's lap. When they got down to the hanger Jimmy was there and had the helicopter out on the pad. Marsh and Becca did their routine walk around inspection before they climbed in with everyone else. Becca went through the start-up routine, and flew the Turner executives to the office.

Becca left the helicopter on the pad and she and Marsh put a couple of tie-downs on it just for the hell of it. They could all be sure it would still be on the heli-pad when they came back to it, and not blown off to the lawn below. The rest of the group headed to the stairs, and then to their offices.

When Marsh and Becca went down the stairs and into the executive suite, Marsh asked Becca to come with him, and headed straight to Jimmy's office.

The door was wide open, but Marsh knocked on the door frame and asked if Jimmy could spare a few minutes for him to bounce a couple of things across his field of expertise. "Come on in," Jimmy said cordially. "I'll always have time for my favorite son. Bring that gorgeous lady with you," he continued. "I will also always enjoy looking at my beautiful granddaughter. Just because she's my granddaughter doesn't mean I can't bask in the pleasure of looking at her."

Becca blushed a bright red. "Grandpa!" She exclaimed.

"Why don't you two have a chair and make yourselves comfortable? I don't know why Marsh drug you in here, but I have something to talk about as well. Marsh, you go first." Jimmy looked like he was in a particularly good mood.

"OK," Marsh replied. "Here goes nuthin. I've been thinking...."

"Oh no!" Becca exclaimed. "Now we're in trouble."

"As I was saying," Marsh continued. "Before I was so rudely interrupted." Marsh emphasized the word rudely. "I know I now own a custom built Boeing 747-8. I have yet to see the inside of it. I don't know anything about the amenities it contains, and I have never been seated in the cockpit of it.'

"Would it be the better part of wisdom for us to have its regular flight crew on board instead of some beauty queen and some deputy sheriff trying to wade through the procedures to get it from our airport to Honolulu? I have the utmost faith in the beauty queen, but the deputy may be a bit of a liability."

I also think that a flight like the one we are taking this afternoon might be a little more enjoyable if there were some cabin staff. Do I have some of them? If I do, are they on call at a couple of hours' notice? I really think we should enjoy each other and our guests this weekend."

Becca was smiling at Marsh. Jimmy took a deep breath, let it out, and smiled. "Marsh, you are not only a good doctor, and a nice guy, but you are a smart cookie as well."

"I thought about that last night, and called the crew. I was going to call you in here this morning and hope you weren't going to be pissed off at me for making a command decision without asking. They are up at the base, as we speak, getting the plane ready to go. Leyanni has the flight crew quarters ready as well."

"Oh goody!" Becca bubbled. "Maybe I can have a chance to join the mile high club. I'm always flying the plane and have never had a chance. Oh wait.... I never had the right man either. Now I have both."

"I'd be happy to swear you in," Marsh smiled.

"OK," Jimmy chipped in. "I've got all the information I need. Let's change the subject. Shall we?"

Marsh quickly thought of one thing to clarify. "Jimmy," he asked. "Our flight crews are all given confidentiality agreements, right? They aren't going to feel like telling the world, or their friends what they see or hear on any given trip, are they?"

Jimmy chuckled. "Yes, Marsh. They have signed confidentiality agreements, and they aren't going to report you to the boss for any discretionary liberties you take. They may not join in if you adopt the Morrison's dress code, but at least some of them will if you give them that option, and nobody is going to talk about anything outside of the plane."

"Sweet!" Marsh responded. "I'll still try to have a little huddle with them before anyone gets on the plane. I think our guests would rather have that option, and I know that will be my preference. Wolf will enjoy not wearing his vest as well. I've heard he'll have to wear it at the airport, but he'll probably enjoy showing it off to the authorities there anyway."

Jimmy laughed out loud. "I take it you've heard that Hawaii isn't really fond of having people bring their animals to the islands. Are you bringing Wolf just to see if you can piss off some bureaucratic numb nut? Or do you think he'll serve some purpose on the island?"

"Oh, he'll serve a purpose, even if it's only to piss off some self-righteous bureaucrat. I love my dog, and he goes with me. He's gonna make sure my fiancé is safe, with or without me present. He's my fiancés' and my mother-in-law's guardian. When all's said and done, I'm pretty sure they won't want to mess with the San Bernardino County Sheriff's department, or the US Marshals service. And I have the security of knowing that John will back me up completely. That's what kind of guy he is."

"Don't you think I know it?" Jimmy asked. "John will stand up with his men straight into hell. I've seen him do it in the jungles of Vietnam. He's the best."

"Now let's get a little work done. And just so you know, I asked a couple of your pilots to get the 92, and a 53 ready, and be at the Morrison's place at 1300. If you get us all up there early, you can go with them, or you can just do whatever you're heart desires. The birds will be ready."

Marsh cocked his head as he responded. "I knew there was a reason I kept you on after the change of power. You're gonna make me want to keep you for another couple of days. There goes your fishing trip to Alaska, buddy."

"Damn!" Jimmy proclaimed. "There you go spoiling my plans again. I knew I shouldn't have done you any favors," he laughed.

Marsh was about to make another comment, as Sally Armstrong stepped to the door of Jimmy's office; "I have a Mr. Juan Javier on line one. He sounds angry."

Jimmy responded immediately. "We'll pick it up in here, Sally. Thank you!"

Jimmy gave Marsh and Becca a brief introduction to Mr. Javier before he picked up the call.

"Good Morning Juan. This is Jimmy Turner. I have you on my speaker with my new CEO Dr. Marshall Mitchel, and his executive vice-president, Rebecca Andrews. How can we help you today, my friend?"

In a very heavy Latin-American accent, Mr. Javier started to shout into the phone. "My God Damn security system is AFU, Jimmy Turner. When I got here this morning my security chief was running around trying to make it work. He can do nothing with it. I have almost a half billion dollars in a satellite security system and it isn't working after only four months. I need it to work right now, Jimmy Turner!"

Marsh held up his hand with one finger up, signaling Jimmy he would respond, and when Mr. Javier stopped Marsh responded; Buenos días, Sr. Javier. Este es el Dr. Marshall Mitchel. Voy a intentar ayudarle, enseguida. (Good morning, Mr. Javier. This is Dr. Marshall Mitchel. I will try to help you, right away.) ¿Puede decirme algo sobre lo que ocurrió con el sistema? (Can you tell me anything about what happened to your system?)

The Turner executives could hear the relief in Juan Javier's voice as he replied to Marsh in his own native language. "No sé realmente el Dr. Mitchel. Algo ha sucedido anoche, y no he sido informado de que hasta esta mañana. Creo que mi pueblo estaban tratando de arreglarlo, y que no me iban a contarme." (I really don't know Dr. Mitchel. Something happened last night, and I was not told about it until this morning. I think my people were trying to fix it, and they were not going to tell me about it.)
Marsh continued the conversation with Juan Javier in Spanish, while Becca helped Jimmy translate what the other two were saying. Jimmy knew a little bit of Spanish, but Marsh and Becca were fluent in it, so he was a little slow in keeping up.

When the whole story came out, it seems an employee had brought his twelve year old daughter to work with him. The twelve year old had been playing games on the office computer and had somehow gotten into the security system. In her travels online she downloaded a game that got mixed up in the security system files, and the system had gone into a safety mode to keep it safe.

While Marsh and Juan were talking, Jimmy picked up his cell phone and called one of the programmers in the Miami office, and she went right about logging into the half-billion dollar satellite computer system, and cleaned out the offending files, and restored the system.

The programmer called Jimmy back in about ten minutes, and told him the problem was fixed. Marsh heard the conversation and asked Juan; "Se puede controlar con su división de seguridad, Juan? El sistema debe realizar copias de seguridad y funcionamiento como nueva." (Can you check with your security division, Juan? Your system should be back up and running as good as new.)

"A sólo un minuto, por favor. LO miraré." (Just a minute, please. I'll check.) Juan replied. There were a couple of minutes of silence, and then Mr. Javier came back on the line. "¡Oh, Dios mío. Se han fijado ya la tiene. Muchas gracias, tanto! Este es un muy buen servicio." (Oh my God. You have fixed it already. Thank You, so much! This is very good service.)

"Estoy muy contento de lo que podría ayudar a que el Sr. Javier. Nuestros clientes son muy importantes para nosotros. Os voy a dar mi número de teléfono móvil personal. Si usted tiene más problemas, me puede llamar directamente. Os aconsejo que si, que me estoy tomando mi familia a Hawai para este fin de semana, así que puede que no sea tan rápido. También le daré el número para el programador. Usted puede llamar a su si necesita ayuda inmediata." Marsh told him. (I'm really glad we could help you Mr. Javier. Our clients are very important to us. I'm going to give you my personal cell phone number. If you have any more problems, you can call me directly. I'll warn you though; I'm taking my family to Hawaii for this weekend, so I might not be quite as quick. I'll also give you the number for the programmer. You can call her if you need immediate help.)

Marsh passed on the phone numbers and ended the call with a very happy client.

Jimmy beamed at Marsh and Becca. "Damn we do nice work!" He bragged. "Marsh, I would never have thought to speak to him in his primary language. I'm so slow it would never have worked. I think that was a great tactic. You made him feel very comfortable. He's gonna be a repeat customer and a great referral."

"I hope they're all this easy." Marsh remarked. "All I did was talk to the customer for a few minutes. You called the tech. and she did all the work. I like it when we all work together as a team."

"Don't downplay your roll in this." Jimmy replied. "Your language skills and your calm reasonable manner put the client at ease. You're absolutely right though. It was a well-oiled team effort. I'm still really glad you're here, Marsh. I did the right thing, bringing you here, and giving you the authority to take charge. You do that well. Thank you, Marsh!"

"OK, here's my plan," Marsh said. "I think you and Becca and I should leave for the base in a couple of hours. I want to make a tour of the building between now and then to check in on all the departments. People need to get used to seeing my face, and they need to know I care about what is going on. Each employee is important to this organization. I'd like everyone to know that."

"If either you or Becca wants to come along, Wolf and I would welcome you. If either or both of you have other things to do, that's OK too. While Wolf and I make our rounds, I'll check with the ones who are going with us this weekend to see if they can leave in about two hours."

Becca smiled at Marsh. "Can you give me about ten minutes to make one phone call? I just have the one thing to handle, and then I'll be ready to go with you. Grandpa, are you gonna come with us. I think it would be fun. Marsh, why don't you invite mom, too?"

Jimmy cocked his head and thought for just a minute. "I'll come with you as well. Marsh, go talk to Trish and talk her into coming. I wonder if this would be a good weekly practice. It could certainly be a team builder. Come get me when you're ready to leave."

Becca went into her office and Marsh got up and went to talk to Trish. As he walked into her office, Trish stood up and came out from behind her desk. "Hi there Marsh I'm happy to see you again so soon. To what do I owe this pleasure?"

Marsh met Trish and wrapped her in a big bear hug. "Hi beautiful! I like the greetings I get when I come in here. You always make me feel wanted, even if I know you don't need my help."

"I'm getting ready to do a building tour. I think I'm going to make it a regular weekly routine, going through the building and visiting every department. Would you like to and have time to go with me? Becca and your father are going and I'd really like to have you come along as well."

Trish's face lit up again. "That sounds like a good idea and a fun thing to do. I can hear from everyone how they like what we're doing, and get more suggestions about what people want to eat."

"Excellent!" Marsh responded. Finish up whatever you were doing and come into Jimmy's office. Marsh warmly kissed Trish on the lips and let her go back to her desk, as he took a quick trip into his own office to check his messages.

"Nothing pressing here." He said to himself. "I'm all caught up with myself. I think I'll give myself the weekend off, and send me to Hawaii."

Becca walked through the door that joined her office and Marsh's office. "Do I hear somebody talking to himself already this morning? Seems a little early for that isn't it?"

"Oh sweetheart!" Marsh replied. "You'll hear this guy doing that a lot. Somebody has to tell me what's going on, or I'll get all mixed up. Besides, where could I get better advice?"

Marsh pulled Becca close and they shared a warm hug and kiss before Marsh took Becca's hand and they headed into Jimmy's office where Jimmy and Trish were waiting for them. Jimmy and Trish stood up and walked toward the two newcomers and Marsh turned and led the little group out toward the main elevators.

"I'd like to start our tour up here on the sixth floor, and go down the stairways to each floor, Marsh explained as he walked. He continued to the locked double doors that opened into the unused portion of the top floor of the building. He punched his code into the keypad, and then opened the door for the rest of the group.

Marsh led the way to about the center of the wide open, unused portion of the space. Turning around in a circle Marsh swept his hand around and said; "I think this would be a great place to put a restaurant and cafeteria. If Trish can get someone to put one in here, we could have the architect design an outdoor deck/patio, and employees could eat inside or out, and have a fantastic view."

"Depending on who moves in, we could make arrangements for them to have longer hours, and stay open as late as they wanted to, with our people providing security, for them and us."

"With the 24 hour urgent care down on the first floor, we are going to need to have a beefed up security crew here anyway, so a couple more to insure no one tries to get into places they shouldn't be would not be a big stretch."

Marsh was suddenly quiet. He turned and faced the door they had come through just minutes before. Marsh rubbed his chin and the other three Turner execs could tell he was pondering something new and different.

Finally Marsh spoke. "Jimmy, do you think Ginny and Jack would be interested in expanding The Hole? What if we open our own restaurant, here on the sixth floor? We put a glass elevator up to the roof, where we add a deck with an open section and a covered section, where people can choose where they want to dine. We call it The Hole in the Sky, and we advertise it as a destination restaurant where we serve exquisite foods from around the world. We make it a simple fare for employees during the day and it becomes a fine dining restaurant at night."

"We offer free airplane parking at our airport and a shuttle helicopter from there to the restaurant. We only let our own pilots and helicopters land on the roof, but we allow private helos to park on a pad we build behind the building on the ground level."

"Trish can get the architects busy and design another 5 star hotel back in the woods and it can house our clients and guests from all over the world. We can accommodate high priced executives from China, Blue Blood Royalty from Europe, and Middle Eastern Sheiks with their families. And for all of them we can offer their own cuisine, or any other type of food they would like."

Jimmy, Trish, and Becca were staring at Marsh with their mouths hanging open. All three of them looked around the open space they were standing in, and wondered what Marsh had seen, that sent him off in this fantasy.

Jimmy finally pulled himself out of the shocked state Marsh had induced. "Marsh, you really do think grandiose, don't you? Not just big, but grandiose. The trouble of it is I like it. It could work. We can't just pull it off over-night, but it could work,"

"I've flown to Chicago with a few clients. Becca can tell you about that. I've had her fly us to New York, and once to San Francisco, just for dinner, to impress a high rolling client and it worked. Why not build a place that people will fly into. The new hotel could have a big enough conference center to attract fairly large groups with high end budgets."

Jimmy turned and looked at his daughter. "What do you think Trish? Would you like to take this kind of project on?"

"Wow daddy," Trish replied. "I have never even considered something so big. I guess we could do it. We have the land, and if you guys say we have the resources. I'm sure we could generate some interest right away out of the novelty factor, but would it carry on? We'd have to be sure we maintained a superior quality, both in our food and our service. People with that kind of money aren't going to settle for just the novelty of the situation. Those kinds of people will want to be pampered."

Before anyone could respond, Marsh's phone rang. Marsh looked at the screen and saw that the call was from Leyanni, at the resort in Hawaii. "I better take this," he said. "It's Leyanni from Hawaii, and I hope there's nothing wrong."

Marsh pushed the talk button on his phone. "Hi Leyanni! I hope you're not calling with an emergency. I just sent some new friends over for you to take care of them. This better be some more good news."

Marsh listened to Leyanni say, "Hello boss, I think I need your help in solving a small problem."

"I hope it's not a big problem. Did the Morrisons arrive OK? Are they satisfied with the arrangements?

Trish, Becca, and Jimmy could only hear Marsh's end of the conversation, so they had to guess what Leyanni was telling him from the other end of the conversation.

"Uh-huh" Marsh responded while nodding his head. "So since you know I'm on my way over there in a couple of hours, what's with the curiosity about my airplane?"

"OK, is this somebody that I know? What do I have that you need?" Marsh asked.

"Ahhh, I'm starting to get it, now. You need me to bring a bunch more people. Were these people in the loop prior to this, or are they yet to find out they're needed in Hawaii?"

Oooo Kaaaaayyyy! I see. So I need to know where they are, and they need to be ready to go in about two hours. Can you put Beth on the phone so I can get that information?"

After talking to Beth for a few minutes Marsh asked, "Is that going to be able to happen? OK Beth. I'll get in touch with my crew. I hope you're having fun."

"Oh Leyanni! What are you getting me mixed up in? I'll have to fire up the Gulfstream after all. I'm not going to ask the crew to put the 747 down on some small town crop duster strip. We'll just bring two birds."

"You bet sweetheart! See ya soon."

Marsh pushed the end call button and looked at his family, who stood looking expectantly at him.

"So! It seems that Dan and Beth are going to get hitched tomorrow in the garden over there. They want us to have a plane stop at some small farm country air-strip and pick up Beth's parents and siblings so they can be there."

Marsh paused as the wheels turned in his brain. "Hey! Since they're gonna get the place all fixed up for a wedding, Becca, What about we tie the knot tomorrow as well. Are you willing to take a chance on hooking up with me this soon?"

Trish's face lit up. "Oh that would be perfect, a wedding in paradise. If Becca won't, I will Marsh! I'm game!"

"Hey now! Momma don't you go getting any ideas about stealing my man. I didn't say no. You just didn't give me time to say yes, before you jumped at the opportunity. My only reservation is that I would like to have Marguarita there."

"Oh that shouldn't be a problem," Jimmy chimed in. "Rick and Marguarita work for me and Marsh, so I'll just tell Rick he has to go to Hawaii on company business. They won't have any excuses to that."

Marsh smiled. "Sooooooo? Becca?" Marsh paused. "Do we cancel our tour of the building and go make some phone calls? We have some people to talk to about this."

Becca's eyes started to shine and then to leak. She looked from Marsh to her mother and then her grandfather. "Oh God," she said with a weak voice. "Yes Marsh.... Oh my God! I'm getting married! Momma! I'm getting MARRIED!"

Becca suddenly began to weep. Marsh, Trish and Jimmy all stepped over to Becca and wrapped her in a group hug. "Sweetie," Trish soothed. "What's wrong, honey?"

Becca continued to cry for a couple of minutes, and then she took several deep cleansing breaths and spoke softly. "I just thought about my mom and dad. I wish they were here for this. I miss them so much." She began to sob again, and Trish, Marsh and Jimmy just held her close.

When Becca gathered herself up enough to talk, she looked at the three family members standing around her and holding her tightly. "Thank you for being here for me. Marsh I really do want to marry you and tomorrow is better than later. Mom, I love you! I know why you let Becky and I go, and I love you for what you gave me. I want you to be with me all the way through this and the rest of my life. Grandpa, you've been here for me since you hired me two years ago. I love you, too. I'm so happy right now! Let's go back to the office and make the calls, then let's get outta here!"

All four turned back to the doors and walked briskly back to their offices. On the way Marsh asked Jimmy to call Rick, and Marguarita, while he made the other calls he needed to make.

"Becca," Marsh said. "Why don't you call Leyanni, and discuss what things you want to be sure are included? She is getting this thing set up anyway, so have her expand the menu."

Marsh's memory was not exactly what he would have called photographic, but he seldom had to write anything down. He sat at his desk and dialed the number that Beth Thompson had given him for her parents.

After two rings, a pleasant voice answered the phone. "Thompson Farm. May I help you?"

"Is this Kathy, with a K?" Marsh asked with a chuckle in his voice.

"Yes it is." Came the pleasant reply. "To whom do I have the pleasure of speaking? I don't know the phone number on my caller ID, nor do I recognize the voice. How do you know who I am?

Marsh smiled as he replied. "My name is probably quite unimportant to you right now, Kathy with a K. It's probably more important that I'm going to have a fast airplane in your area in less than three hours, and if you can't be ready, you'll likely need to swim to Hawaii before tomorrow morning."

Oh, and since I have nothing to hide, you may know that I'm Dr. Marshall Mitchel. However," Marsh paused for effect. "If you call me anything besides Marsh, or "that great guy" you might get booted out of my airplane over the Pacific Ocean. I have reliable information you want to be in Hawaii as soon as possible to do some serious damage to my neighbor, and that means you'll call me nice names at least till we get there." Marsh could hardly talk by the time he was finished.

He had heard Kathy gasp a couple of times as he was spouting off. Kathy was laughing out loud by the time Marsh was finished. She replied as quickly as she finished laughing. "Alrighty then, Doctor Marshall Mitchel. You miserable, ornery, son of a mother. If that's how you're going to be, I'll be nice to you until you get me to Hawaii, but I can't promise anything after that."

"Marsh continued to laugh. "I can see this relationship has already started out with a bang! Do you suppose we should change the subject and talk about where I should pick you up in a couple of hours?"

Kathy gave Marsh the name of the town closest to the Thompson's farm where the airport was. She assured Marsh that she and her husband, and children would show up on time and be as good as a farmer's family could be, while riding in his little puddle jumper airplane.

In Kathy's mind, she was picturing Jack's airplane that she had last flown in to the Morrison's party. She had no idea what Marsh was flying. She was in for quite a shock.

Marsh asked Kathy how long it took them to get to the airport, and then promised to call her with five minutes to spare, which meant he would have to call her before he took off from his base. The Gulfstream would be there in about fifteen minutes after takeoff from down here.

After talking to Beth's mother, Marsh called his own ranch. "Sis," Marsh spoke after Rosalea answered the phone. "I need you to help me out. I need you to take down that picture of Becky and Elise, that's hanging in my office. I need you to bring it with you to the airport, when Morgan comes up to pick you up, and I need you to have enough clothes packed for three days at a private resort that is clothing optional."

"Morgan will bring the helicopter up to the ranch and pick you up. He'll take you to San Bernardino, and I'll fly in and pick you up in the jet. Plan on leaving around two this afternoon."

"Holy shit big brother!" Rosie exclaimed. "What's the fucking hurry? Do you think you could at least tell me where I'm going in such an all fired rush? How do you know I don't have plans for the weekend?"

"Listen here, little sister." Marsh responded. "You work for me, and if I tell you that I'm taking you someplace, you'll be where I tell you to be, when I say so. Got it?"

"Well!" huffed Rosie. "If that's the way it's going to be, I'll just cancel my hot date and do as I'm told."

"That's better." Marsh answered. "Hey sis? Can I talk you into coming with me to Hawaii this weekend and attending my wedding tomorrow?" He asked sweetly.

Rosie gasped. "Marsh! Are you serious? Are you taking me to Hawaii? Are you really getting married tomorrow? Really? Marsh, I need to get a new dress for a wedding. I don't have time to get anything."

"Rosie," Marsh asked. "If everybody there was naked, would you still need a new dress?"

"Well, ah, ah, no. I don't suppose I would need a new dress to go nude, but...."

"Bring a nice pair of shorts, and a nice tank top. Bring a couple of bathing suits, and one casual outfit. You'll be good to go. Like I said, the resort is clothing optional. The manager does NOT like textiles, and the group you'll be with is a nudist family. Nobody is likely to be wearing clothes all weekend. And yes, baby sister, I'm getting married. That's why I want the picture. I want Becky and Elise there with me."
I'll be ready whenever you want me to be. I love you brother, and I'm glad you called me and asked me to come. I wouldn't want to miss it."

"And I love you Rosie. I can't imagine you not being there. Morgan will call you when he leaves the airport. Marsh finished that call, and then called Morgan to ask him to take the 407 up to the ranch and bring Rosie down to meet him.

Morgan promised to pick her up when Marsh called him to let him know he was a half hour out.

Next Marsh called Mama Vicky. It was still early in Santa Monica, California. Mama Vicky was very happy to hear from Marsh. She told him that Mario had gone to Europe with his wife, and Antonio and Giuseppe were back in New York. Mama Vicky said she and Papa Victor would be ready to leave from the Van Nuys airport when Marsh called her. She wasn't going to miss Marsh's wedding.

Marsh had to ask Mama Vicky to go to Van Nuys because the runway at the Santa Monica airport was short enough that Marsh didn't want to take a chance. They had a bunch of noise regulations, too. Marsh thought he could probably get in and out on the short runway, but he'd probably have to use his thrust reversers and take-off would require more power than they would like. They had a hefty fine if you made too much noise. Van Nuys was going to be just fine.

Mama Vicky wasn't sure she could run around without any clothes on, but she'd try to fit in, and she was looking forward to meeting his new family.

Marsh felt a wave of relief and a pang of sorrow, as Mama Vicky assured him they would be there for him. He wished his parents could be here, and wondered what had happened to them. It just didn't make sense that they had both vanished so completely.

Marsh shook his head a bit to clear his mind. He needed to get back to the here and now. Wondering would not bring his folks back, and he had a lot of new family to share some glorious times with. It was time to work at the tasks at hand.

Marsh was about to stand up and go to Becca's office when his cell phone rang. He looked at the caller ID, and was surprised to see the name Martinelli. He instantly felt a dread, and hoped Mama Vicky wasn't calling to tell him there was a conflict with Papa Victor's schedule.

Marsh pushed the talk button and answered; Hi! This is Marsh, how can I help you this morning?"

Marsh was a little startled to hear Papa Victor's voice. "Hello Marsh. I thought maybe I could help you a little. Victoria said you were stopping in San Bernardino, and then you would fly to Van Nuys to pick us up for some R&R in Hawaii."

"That's my plan, Papa. Is that OK with you?" Marsh replied.

"It's fine with me, son. But what if I take off from here and meet you at SBD? I have Giuseppe's Sikorsky here at the house, and I'm going to fly it to Van Nuys, anyway. Why don't you call me when you're a half hour from SBD, and Mama and I will just fly in to meet you?

"Papa! That would be great! You can land at my hanger, board the Gulfstream and we can take off. My mechanic, Morgan, can service the Sikorsky and put in in the hanger for the weekend. I think that's a capital idea." Marsh felt like hugging Papa Victor.

"OK then son, you give me a call and Mama and I will take off and be there in a half hour." Papa Victor sounded excited about the trip. Marsh was elated.

Marsh got another thought, and picked up his cell phone again. He scrolled through till he had Ted's cell number and pressed the talk button. The phone rang twice, and Ted picked up the call. Sargent Johnson, may I help you?

"Ted, Marsh Mitchel here. Where are you gonna be at about noon? I want to talk to you for a few minutes."

"I plan on being back at Dan's place by noon, Marsh. Is there a problem? Ted's voice had a spark of concern in it.

"Not really, Ted. There's a slight change of plans, but no problem at all. I'll explain when I see you around noon."

"OK," Ted replied. "See ya then."

Marsh put his phone in his pocket, and walked into Becca's office. Becca was just finishing a call. She stood up and walked to where Marsh had stopped. Her arms went around his neck, and she planted a warm, wet kiss on his lips. "I'm through for the weekend, husband." Becca said with a smile when she backed her face away from his. "What's next, my love?"

Marsh kissed her again then replied; "Let's go see if there's anyone else we can help get ready to get out of here. I feel a great weekend coming on, and I want to get to it as soon as possible....Becca do you think your uncle could borrow an FA-18 and get away for a day or two. Or if he'd even care to come to your wedding?"

"Marsh! I have no idea, but I think asking him would be a super idea. Do you mind if I call him?" Becca beamed.

"Sweetheart, do you really think I would have brought it up, if I had a problem with doing it? Come on, baby girl. I thought you knew me better than that by now."

"I guess I do." Becca replied sheepishly. "I'm just embarrassed that I didn't think of it sooner. I'll call him right now. You go see how mom's doing and I'll catch up with you over there in her office."

Marsh gave Becca another warm kiss and let her go back to her desk, as he turned and walked out, and over to Trish's office. Trish looked up, and saw Marsh walking in. Her face lit up with a bright, toothy smile. "Oh Marsh," she gushed. "This is so exciting! I went to California a few days ago, and now you're taking me to Hawaii, less than a week later. Just before that you bought me a new car, and gave me a promotion, and an unlimited budget. What's next, my lover?"

"Well, first," Marsh replied as he walked to her side. "I hope you're going to stand up and let me hug and kiss you. If you won't stand up I'm just gonna have to kiss and hug you in your chair."

Trish was standing up and wrapping her arms around Marsh's neck before he was finished talking. The kiss that followed was quite a bit beyond warm. As Marsh pulled his face away from Trish's, she smiled at him and coyly whispered; "I felt that. Is this for me?" she asked as she rubbed her hand up and down the length of Marsh's rapidly hardening cock, through his Wranglers.

"Oh girl!" Marsh breathed with a husky whisper. "You've just made me want to alter my plans for the afternoon. I....."

Becca interrupted him. "Mother you quit that right now!" She commanded. "I know we agreed to share, but we have things to do this afternoon, and I'm NOT gonna let you stop the wheels of progress today. That's OUR man, yours AND mine, and he's gonna be official tomorrow, so you just concentrate on getting us to the church on time."

Jimmy joined the laughter as he walked over and joined the threesome. "OK now," he started. "I've done the jobs I was given, and a couple I gave myself. What's left?"

"Where's Rick?" Marsh asked. "Is he still here or has he headed back to the ranch to get ready?"

Jimmy responded immediately. "Rick wanted to take the Cobra home and put it in the garage. He's gonna pack a few things and meet us at your house. Marguarita said she'll be ready whenever we get there. She is happier than I think I've ever seen anyone. When I told her why I called, she just about broke my eardrum with her scream. I think she may be happier than the bride already. She loves you both a lot and thinks you are perfect together."

"Let's go see how Jenni and Sue are doing." Marsh said. "If they have much more to do, maybe we can help them finish up, and we can get the hell out of dodge. Hey! They don't know about the wedding yet. Should we try to keep them in the dark?"

"Good luck with that." Jimmy quipped. "Just looking at Trish or Becca either one is gonna tell them something is up. I don't think Trish has had a foot on the floor since you made the suggestion. And Becca you look positively radiant already. We're gonna have to put you on a leash tomorrow to keep you from floating away. I saw you bouncing out of your office. What's up?"

"Oh grandpa!" Becca bubbled. "Marsh thought I should call Uncle Randy, and see if he can come to the island for the wedding. He said he's gonna be there. He still has an FA-18 with his name on the side, and he's gonna call for an in-flight refueling and be there before noon. He's gonna land at the Naval Air Station and get a ride to the resort in a Navy chopper. He knows the resort, and he's just gonna show up. I'm so excited! I'm getting married! Let's go!"

At Naval Air Station Pensacola, Rear Admiral Randall Andrews made a couple phone calls, and then went out to the outer office where his driver waited for him. "Take me home, Master Chief." He barked. "I need to get ready for an early morning departure. I want you at my front door tomorrow at 0430. I want to be at my Super Hornet by 0500."

The phone calls had set up the preparation of the Admiral's Super Hornet, and scheduled a couple of in-flight refueling rendezvous. He had also asked his plane chief to equip his plane with some harmless flash bang armaments. He knew where the resort was and planned to announce his arrival. The fake bombs would explode just above the water with a huge flame and a loud explosion. His favorite niece would know Uncle Randy was there.

What he didn't arrange for was handled by the flight line commander. The Admiral would not be alone. The Admiral would be the flight leader for a complete fighter group of four Super Hornets, and the line boss made sure everyone was equipped to make a scene when the Admiral led the fake bombing run.

Admiral Randall Andrews fell asleep thinking about his gorgeous niece, and the beautiful resort manager. Admiral Andrews knew Leyanni and a good percentage of the SEALs that made up her security team. "Ah, it's gonna be a fun weekend he thought" as he drifted off.

Marsh, Becca, Jimmy and Trish, took the elevator to the first floor, and walked into the new urgent care center. Sue was sitting in a chair, next to Jenni's desk. When the Turner executive team walked in she got up and walked to the doorway to talk to them. Jenni was still on the phone.

"She's on her last call." Sue told the group. "I think she'll be finished in just a minute or two. What's going on here? Becca? You and your mother look like you won't need a jet airplane to go to Hawaii. You can just float in the clouds."

"We'll tell you when Jenni gets off the phone. Then we only need to make one explanation." Marsh spoke softly so as not to distract from Jenni's attention to her call. Marsh had no idea who she was talking to, but he was going to make sure she could hear them.

Everyone stayed out in the hallway, and talked softly until they heard Jenni ending her call. "Good enough." Jenni said. "I'll talk to you next week. Have a great weekend." Jenni put the papers off of her desk into a drawer, and locked her desk.

Standing up she called out, "Let's get outta here. I'm ready for some sun and sand and maybe some tropical breezes and foods." She walked towards her office door, and the small group of family that was walking towards her. "Holy shit!" she exclaimed. "What's going on here? Becca and Trish look like they just took a happy pill, or maybe just got laid. What's the good news?"

"I'm getting married!" Becca fairly shouted. "I'm getting married, TOMORROW!"

Becca was jumping up and down like an excited school girl. "Tomorrow, girlfriend! TOMORROW! My only living uncle is going to fly in for the wedding. All of you will be there, and I'M GETTING MARRIED! My birth mother will be my Maid of Honor... Did I ask you that yet mom? Will you be my Maid of Honor, mom?"

"What are we going to wear?" Trish asked. "Did you plan that yet?"

"When I called Leyanni a half hour ago, she said she was going to handle all the clothing stuff. She said she was getting traditional Hawaiian stuff for everybody. I have no idea what she has planned." Becca could hardly contain herself. "I am getting married, and I don't care if the ceremony is naked. I just want to marry my fabulous man!" Becca jumped up on Marsh. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his hips. Marsh caught her and his hands went around her and caught her ass cheeks to help her not to fall off.

Jimmy decided to chip in a thought. "Is everybody finished with they're work? Should we lock this place up and get the hell outta Dodge?"

"Yeah!" Becca exclaimed. "Let's get this show in the air!" Clearly Becca was on an adrenalin rush. Marsh enjoyed the happiness he saw in his new bride to be and his new, again, mother-in-law. Becca clung to Marsh as he walked over to the elevators, and the six member family group headed for the helipad.

Marsh and Jimmy helped Becca get the 230 ready to fly home. Marsh told Becca he wanted to stop at the Morrison Estate, and talk to Ted. Becca told him that wouldn't be a problem. Wolf hopped in with the people that got in the back, and Becca asked Jimmy to make sure he was strapped in.

"Hmmmm," mused Jimmy. Are you afraid he might jump out?

Becca turned and smiled at Jimmy. "You better cinch down your own safety harness as well, grandpa. I don't want either of you to fall out."

"Sounds to me," Marsh conjectured, "like you're planning on some fun, girlfriend. Are we gonna show off a little?"

"Wait and see." Smiled Becca, as she lifted off the rooftop helipad. She turned the chopper towards the ranch, and picked up more speed than usual.

As the Bell 230 got close to the Morrison Estate, Becca bled off most of her altitude, but none of her speed. She was at treetop level, and almost one hundred fifty miles per hour when she crossed the rows of Spruce trees that Dan had had planted around the border of the estate.

There were several people out on the deck, and when they saw the helicopter flying in so low and fast, they called out several more.

Becca came down even lower after she crossed the tree line, and whizzed over the back deck, sending loose objects flying in the rotor wash. Just before she got to the tree line on the other side of the property, Becca yanked the cyclic back, and pitched the nose of the 230 straight up. She kicked hard on the left pedal to flop the bird on its side, and then pulled hard on the cyclic and the collective, to flatten the helo's trajectory.

Marsh had expected something like this, and as Becca flattened the chopper into a hover, he flipped the switches to lower the landing gear, and Becca gently set the bird on the lawn, beside the pool. By the time Becca shut down the turbines, and applied the rotor brake, everybody that was at the Morrison Estate was out at the edge of the deck, whooping and hollering about the short airshow.

Jimmy and Wolf hopped out as soon as Becca and Marsh stepped out and opened the back doors. Trish, Sue, and Jenni weren't nearly as quick. They each took a helping hand from one of the three that were on the ground already, and their first steps were quite unsteady.

As the six Turner executives walked towards the deck, Mary shouted at Marsh; "Hey Marsh! Can I get a ride like that? I've ridden shotgun in the police chopper, but the Sargent never did anything like that. That looked like fun!

Marsh smiled back at Mary. "You better ask the pilot. My beautiful wife to be was flying that little show. Becca, I think you just sold some helicopter rides."

Becca laughed. "I guess we can arrange something, at a later date. I'll have to see what Leyanni has available in Hawaii. Maybe we can give some tours of the island, if there's a chopper that will handle it."

Jimmy smiled at Becca. "Are you checked out in a Super Cobra, kiddo? I bet you could make her piss her pants with a ride in one of those. We have several at the base in Hawaii."

Now Becca laughed. "I have other plans for this weekend, come to think of it. I think I'll be busy tomorrow. I ain't giving nobody, no helicopter rides! The only ride this girl is giving is to my main man, and I have no intention to doing it in a helo!"

Everybody in the Turner party laughed and the Morrison employees all looked confused.

After a minute or two of initial greetings, Marsh held his hand up for silence. When he had everyone's attention, he started to speak. "I want to first introduce y'all to each other. First I want everyone to say hi to my boss, and arguably, my best friend, Dr. James Turner. Marsh moved close to Jimmy and held his hand up, like the winner of a boxing match. Then we have Jimmy's daughter, my mother-in-law, twice tomorrow, Patricia Turner. Dr. Turner prefers to be called Jimmy, and Patricia is Trish. Next is Jennifer Turner, Jimmy's sister, and the best emergency room nurse, ever. Jenni has been helping me help people for ten years. Last but not least is another of my partners, Dr. Susan Davies. Sue and I went to med school together, did our residencies at different schools but have remained very close since med school."

"I'm gonna try to go through the names of each of the Morrison crew. If I miss anybody forgive me and then tell us who you are."

"First I see Sargent Ted Johnson, from the local constabulary. Next to him is his wife, Marion. Then I see Officers Mary Davis, and Shelly White. I also know Tony Williams, and his beautiful wife, Patty, and his sisters, Beth and Barbie. I think these ladies over here are Ashley Brennan, and Debbie Brown. Tony and his lady friends are the grounds crew, and Ashley and Debbie are the house cleaning crew."

"Did I miss anybody?" Marsh looked around at all the friends and family members on the deck, and Ted responded to his question. "No Marsh, I think you got everyone included. I'd like to welcome all of you on behalf of our hosts, Dan and Kim Morrison."

"We're not going to stay here long at this time, but I needed to give y'all an update. Did any of you hear from Dan or any of his party yet today?" Marsh looked around at the Morrison employees, who remained silent.

Finally Ted spoke up. "I guess none of us heard from anybody. Is there something we should know?"

"I think so," Marsh replied. "I got a call this morning asking me to find a way to get Beth Thompson's family over to the resort, because Dan and Beth are going to exchange vows, in Paradise."

"As it turns out, the 747 won't fit in the little country airport up by the Thompson farm, so Becca and I won't be on the big bird. I will also give you the scoop on this group. Becca agreed to marry me tomorrow, so we are going to take the Gulfstream up to get the Thompsons and stop in California to get some of my family.

"I haven't told Dan or Beth that y'all are coming or that there is going to be a double wedding ceremony. I think Kathy Thompson threatened to do bodily injury to Dan if she wasn't included, and I personally think Ted should call out Dan for not inviting the rest of you. If you do it from the beach, with the rest of us backing you, I think the surprise factor will be priceless."

"Anybody have any questions or suggestions?" Marsh stopped talking, and just listened. There were shrieks from the girls as the double wedding news sunk in. All of the females gathered around Becca and there were a lot of happy voices talking all at once.

Ted stepped over to Marsh and gave him a bear hug. "I don't know either one of you very well yet, Marsh." He said. "But I think you're both getting a great partner. Congratulations!"

"Are we still on for 1300 this afternoon?" he continued.

"That's the plan," Marsh replied. "Becca and I won't be the hosts on your flights, but I think you will be in good hands with Jimmy and Trish. They will be on the helicopters that should arrive a few minutes before 1300, and they'll be on the 747 with you."

"I have a couple of stops to make, but I can go supersonic when I leave California, so I'll be likely to catch up with you over the Pacific. Ted I can't tell you how good I feel about this weekend. I'm a happy man!"
Jimmy had stepped to where Marsh and Ted were talking. He joined the conversation when Marsh quit talking. "Ted, we haven't met before, but I know you quite well."

At this point Ted's face showed his recognition. This was the voice that had spoken to him and Dan several times. This would be the guy that set up the punishment of Harold Gordon and his friends. This was the man behind the world renowned Turner Security Company. Ted had heard of this man for years, since he had gotten into police work, and since he had started his own company, he had purchased equipment from Turner Global.

Ted turned to face Jimmy straight on, and extended his hand to shake Jimmy's. Jimmy took his hand, and pulled Ted into a man hug. "We're neighbors, working towards the same goals, Ted. Let's be friends, too. We've got a lot in common beyond just taking care of two very special young ladies."

"And just so you know, if I have anything to do about it, you're gonna be the new police chief in this town, soon." Jimmy paused only slightly before he emphasized the word "soon".

Ted's face got a shocked look. "Do you know something I don't?" Ted asked. "Marsh and Becca told me they had information about my department that was going to open a whole new can of worms, but I'm kinda low on the food chain over at the precinct, and I'm certainly not bucking for that job."

"Don't sell yourself short, Ted. I'm not real well liked at city hall, but I do have friends in high places and to the ones that will have influence soon, you look a lot like someone with integrity, as well as the brains to run the department."

"Well thanks for that assessment, Jimmy. I was raised to be an honest, hardworking boy and man. I try to treat everyone with respect, and I try to do the best job I can. That's never going to change. I like going to sleep at night with a clear conscience and looking myself in the mirror in the morning without any shame."

Marsh had been watching the two men, and he saw the look of confidence and pride in Ted's face as Jimmy had talked to him about him.

Marsh pulled his phone out and looked at the time. "I hate to break up this party, but I think we need to get our butts in gear and ratchet up the pace a little. We've all got helicopters and planes to catch."

The excitement of the imminent trip to Hawaii sparkled on the faces of everyone on the deck, and "goodbyes" and "see ya soons" were exchanged as Marsh led the way to the Bell 230. Everyone climbed in including Wolf, who had been feeling quite neglected in the conversations on the deck. Becca spun up the turbines, and lifted off for the short flight to the other side of the road.

Jimmy had thrown in a small travel bag when they left in the morning, and he had clothes and toiletries at his house at the resort in Hawaii.

Becca landed on the grass next to Marsh's home office. Everyone piled out of the 230, and went in through the side, office door.

Marguarita and Rick were sitting at the breakfast bar. Each of them had a cold glass of lemonade, and they were just chatting casually. As the Turner group walked into the living room Marguarita jumped off of her stool and ran towards Becca. She squealed, laughed and cried all at the same time. "Oh Mi hija!" Marguarita exclaimed. "I'm so happy for you! You're going to be Mrs. Mitchel, tomorrow. My little Marshall is going to make you a bride. I'm soooo excited!"

Marguarita had wrapped Becca in a hug, and had planted light kisses all over her face. Now she let go of Becca, and moved over to Marsh. Mita launched herself into Marsh's arms, and wrapped her arms around his neck, and her legs around his waist. Marsh wrapped his arms around Mita's hips, and clasped her ass cheeks in his hands. He didn't actually need to be holding her up. The way she had latched on to him, Marsh could not have dropped her if he was trying to.

"Oh Mi hijo, Mi hijo, Mi hijo," she repeated over and over. "You didn't waste your time, this time. You sweet Mi hijo. I'm so happy for you! This is exactly what your mama wanted. You're such a good boy! I love you Mi hijo!"

When Marguarita stopped to take a breath, Marsh reached up with one hand and pulled her face to his. He gave her a hot sloppy kiss on the mouth, and took her breath away for at least a minute. When Marsh finally backed his face off of hers, Marguarita was purring. "Oh Mi hijo, she whispered hoarsely. Thank You! Those kisses should be for your Becca, but I'll take them when I can get them. Oh gracias, Becca para compartir el hombre con esta vieja dama. ¡Oh, Dios mío! Esto es tan emocionante." ("Oh thank you, Becca to share your man with this old lady. Oh my God! This is so exciting.")

Marguarita's primary language was impeccable today. Her English was something else entirely. To the casual observer, you would never know Marguarita had been speaking perfect English for at least thirty five years. You would know quite clearly however, that she was very excited for Marsh and Becca.

Marguarita took her hands from the back of Marsh's head, and held his face with them. She planted more kisses on his face and lips, before she loosened her legs, and Marsh gently let her slip back to the floor in an upright position.

Marsh took a step backwards, and asked his family to form a circle so that everyone could see everyone else. Then he began to speak.

"I want to take a couple of minutes to reiterate the love I feel for each one of you. We are about to get kinda busy and I want y'all to know how grateful I am for the contributions of each of you."

"Marguarita, you've known me since before I knew myself. You've changed my diapers, wiped my stinky ass, and taught me to take care of that myself. You held me when I needed it. You pushed me away when I needed to get out on my own, and kept me fed and living in a clean house. You and Mama Vicky made me the man I am today. Thank you so much! I'm glad you are here to share this happy weekend with me."

"Sue, you've known me for the next longest time. We have been friends for over twenty years, and we have shared some wonderful memories, and some unspeakable pain. Through it, you've been my friend. I love you Sue, and I'm really glad you are here as well."

"Jenni, I've used you and abused you in a professional setting for twelve or so years. You've always come back for more. Outside of the work place we've been friends and lovers. We've shared very good days and some very dark days. You're still here, and I love you, too."

"Jimmy, I've only been acquainted with you for two years. You helped me a lot more than you knew you were helping me. We found out things about each other, and became friends. I didn't need or want your money. I didn't really know you had so much, so we became friends based on our mutual interests. You blew my doors off, so to speak when you told me you wanted me to take over your empire. I had no clue what I was getting into. You're a crafty devil though. You introduced me to your daughter and granddaughter, before either of us knew who they really were. I took the job without having a clue what I was getting myself into. I wanted the women. Now I've got the women and a whole lot more. Be advised: If the shit hits the fan, I'm going to take the women and protect them before I give a rat's ass about the empire. This mother and daughter combo is worth waaaay more than your companies and bank accounts, to me.

"Rick, you came into my life with the empire. You already have moved into the category of family and friend. You are not just another employee; I know what you're worth. I know what you did, and gave for my country. I'm free to do what I do because of you and a bunch of guys like you. Now you are an integral part of the team that I'm going to depend on to help me stay grounded and focused on the job at hand."

Trish, words will never be adequate to describe what you mean to me. From the instant I laid eyes on you, I was first infatuated with you and in just a few minutes, I saw the depth of your value. You are NOT just another pretty face. You are in fact a beautiful woman, but you are so much more than that. The trials you have gone through have refined you, and made you beautiful from the inside out. Between your beautiful mother and the man you knew as your uncle, you've been turned into a smart, beautiful partner and lover. Like Dolly Parton sings, "I will always love you."

"And last, but not least. Actually first and foremost... Becca.... Rebecca Marie Andrews.... You never even had a chance. When I laid eyes on you, four years of a black hole in me began to peel away. You are surely an angel sent to me from whatever plane God is on, and given the unenviable task of bringing me back from the evil place I was headed for. Tomorrow I'm going to change your name. You will be the second Mrs. Marshall Mitchel. Ironically most of the people who knew the first Becky Mitchel won't know the difference. Make no mistake; I know the difference. I loved you at first for your similarities. Now I already love you for your differences. Dios Te amo Rebecca! If I ever do anything to hurt you I ask my family here today to beat the living shit out of me, and knock some sense into my feeble brain."

Marsh finally went silent. His eyes were bright with tears. After a moment of silence Marsh asked for a group hug, and the seven members of the family here, came together and hugged each other for another few minutes. There were softly murmured whispers of love and admiration exchanged by everyone.

Jimmy broke the silence. "I hope all of you know I love you too. I'm not even going to try to match the eloquence that Marsh just demonstrated. What I'm going to do is suggest we get our asses out to the helo and get up to the base where we can board the airships and get the hell outta Dodge."

"Oh shit!" Marsh exclaimed. "Now we hear the voice of reason pulling us back to the real world and the work that it demands. You are entirely too right Jimmy. Let's get going."

Instantly there were people scurrying to get their bags, and make one last stop in a bathroom to relieve certain pressures. "Wolf," Marsh spoke to his canine. "Leyanni said she would have food and water for you as well as for us. We're not going to take anything but a dish for you to drink from in the plane. You're good to go."

Jimmy took the bags from each person as they came out of the house, and put them neatly into the luggage compartment of the Bell 230. Everyone once again strapped into their seats, and Becca spooled up the turbines again. She sedately lifted off of the lawn, and made the quick trip over the hills to the Turner airfield and training base.

Marsh was favorably impressed with the progress he saw with the airport development. There were several heavy transport planes on the aprons, as well as quite a few helicopters.

Becca landed the 230 in front of one of the big hangers. The 747 that was about to go to Hawaii was inside and there were several ground crew members making last minute preparations for it to depart.

The flight crew was already aboard, with each member doing what was their own job. Marsh helped everyone out of the 230, and then went over to the 747. There were baggage handlers that had opened the baggage compartment of the Bell 230, and they were taking the bags to the 747. Marsh let them take his and Becca's bags to the larger plane, even though the two of them wouldn't be on it. Leaving just a little more room under the Gulfstream was just in case someone that was getting on later needed to take more than Marsh expected them to.

Jimmy and Trish walked over to the two big Sikorsky helicopters and boarded the S-92. Sam Brown spun up the turbines and lifted off almost immediately. The ch-53 was up just behind the 92, and they made the short trip down to the Morrison Estate.

Marsh and Becca said their goodbyes to the four family members that were waiting for the 747, and then got into the Gulfstream, with Wolf. Wolf took up a position where he could watch Becca start the start-up procedures, while Marsh pulled up the stairway and closed the hatch. Becca was wearing her headset already and communicating with her ground crew, one of whom was driving the tug that was hooked to the front landing gear of the jet. He pulled the airplane out of the hanger, and Becca fired up the engines.

Marsh sat down in the co-pilots seat and strapped himself in, before he pulled out his cell phone and called the Thompson's.

"Good morn...ah, afternoon. This is the Thompson farm. How may I help you?" Marsh listened to the sweet young female voice and replied.

"I've only heard Kathy with a K before and you're not her. Who am I speaking to?" Marsh asked with a grin.

"Well sir," came the sweet reply. "This is Kathy with a K's daughter, Carrie Thompson. Who am I talking to and what can I do for you? And by the way, that's Carrie, with a "C".

"Well Carrie with a C, I'm Dr. Marshall Mitchel, with an "M" and I'd rather you call me Marsh or, hey stud. What I'd like you to do for me, is to talk your family into making their way over to the airport, and loading yourselves into what your mother called my little puddle jumper airplane. I'm just getting ready to take off from my airport, and once I get the wheels off the ground it is going to take me about fifteen minutes to get to your little airstrip. Think you can handle that?"

There was a slight pause. Carrie then asked, "You're about to take off from where? I thought you were down near my sister's place. I flew there with Dan's friend Jack, and it's not a fifteen minute flight."

"Well schweethawt, I'm not Jack. For me it will be about a fifteen minute flight, and if we don't settle on some kind of deal that put's you and your family at the airport in about fifteen minutes, you may want to take a bathing suit so you can swim to Hawaii." Marsh laughed as he finished issuing the ultimatum.

"Mom!" Marsh heard Carrie call out. "There is a guy named Marsh on the phone. He says he's about to leave his airport, down near Beth's place. He says we need to get to the airport in about fifteen minutes or we're going to have to swim to Hawaii."

Carrie's voice got quitter as she talked and Marsh heard Kathy speak to her. "Let me talk to him Carrie. I'll get this straight."

Marsh heard a little bit of rustling, and then Kathy's voice came on the line. "Hi there Marsh. Carrie says you're going to take off in a couple minutes and you want us at the airport in about fifteen."

"Hi Kathy." Marsh replied. "That's what I heard her tell you, and it's very close to what I told her, verbatim. Are you and your family ready to go to Hawaii, or should I call Dan and tell him you changed your mind and you won't be coming to Hawaii for the wedding?"

"Oh no. Don't do that. We're ready to go; we just don't want to sit around in our cars waiting a half hour for the plane to show up."

"Kathy," Marsh paused, and then continued. "I don't want to sit around in my airplane waiting for my new friends to show up either. My pilot just got cleared for take-off, and if you don't leave right now, you won't be at the airport when I get there."

"Marsh?" Kathy asked. Are you picking us up in a rocket ship?"

"Not quite, Kathy." Marsh responded. "But it is a very fast jet. And I'd rather not sit in it at the airport any longer than I have to."

"Oh my!" Kathy exclaimed, "I thought Dan was sending his friend to take us down to his house so we could ride in his airplane. I thought you were one of Dan's pilots. I'm so sorry; we'll get going right now. Please wait for us. We'll hurry."

"Thank you Kathy," Marsh said. "I'll see you in a few minutes."

When Kathy hung up the phone, she anxiously called out to her family, "Come on everybody we need to get to the airport. The plane is going to be here in fifteen minutes."

Jake, Kathy, and their children went out and loaded into the three cars they were taking to the airport. As they left the farm, Jake asked Kathy, "Did I hear you mention a rocket ship?"

"Oh Jake," Kathy responded. "I thought Dan was sending Jack or one of his pilots with the same airplane we rode in before, or at least one like it. This guy Marsh..."

Carrie interrupted her mother. "That guy Marsh is Doctor Marshall Mitchel, mom. I kinda got the impression he's a down to earth guy, but he said he has a fast jet."

"I wonder who the guy is." Jake mused. "Dan Morrison is quite a wealthy man, but he doesn't fly around in his own fast jet. Maybe this guy is flying his employer's plane."

Becca was taxiing to the little terminal as the Thompson family drove up to the airport. "Oh my God," Jake burst out. "Is that the plane we're going to Hawaii in? That looks like a luxury business jet. It sure isn't a Cessna Caravan."

Becca rolled the Gulfstream to a stop as close to the cars as she thought was safe and went through the shutdown procedure.

Marsh unbuckled and got out of his seat, to make his way to the front door. He unlatched the door and let it open itself. He flipped the switch and the stairway extended its self. Marsh ran down the steps, and opened the baggage compartment.

"If y'all are the Thompson family, I'd be happy to take your bags and stow them for the flight." He called to them. "If you aren't the Thompson family then just don't pay any mind to me, I'll get this thing out of the way in just a few minutes."

The Thompson family opened their cars, pulled their bags out of the back of two of the cars, and made their way over to where Marsh was standing. Jake was carrying a couple of garment bags. Apparently a couple of the females thought they were going to need some dresses.

Marsh looked to the top of the stairway, where there was a gorgeous redhead watching the proceedings on the tarmac. He told Jake that he could take the garment bags up to the lady at the top of the steps, and she could show him where to hang the bags.

One by one the Thompson family put their baggage into the luggage compartment and went up the stairway into the luxury interior of the Gulfstream.

When all the bags were stowed, Marsh covered them with a baggage net, and pulled it down tight. The net would keep the baggage from bouncing around in turbulence. It would also keep it in place if one of the pilots got a little crazy and decided to invert the aircraft. Marsh thought that was entirely possible today.

Marsh closed and latched the baggage compartment, and ran up the stairs into the airplane. He stopped at the doorway, and asked if everyone was onboard as he activated the switch that retracted the stairway. Then he closed and locked the door.

Marsh glanced around the cabin, and saw that the Thompson family was busying themselves with getting seated and comfortable. He stood in the doorway between the crew's lounge and the main cabin, where he picked up the microphone for the planes PA system.

"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. Welcome aboard Turner Air's flight zero nine one four point three two seven six to Hawaii. We'll be making one brief stop in San Bernardino, California, and possibly one stop over the Pacific Ocean, to allow Kathy with a "K" to deplane and commence her swimming lesson with the Humpback whales."

"As you boarded the aircraft, you were greeted by the Turner Company's Executive Vice-President. Yes, that's right; the gorgeous redhead you have been ogling is the executive president of vices at the Turner Corporation. If you haven't been introduced, let me introduce you to my favorite cabin attendant Rebecca Andrews."

"Unfortunately for you, while Becca is in fact the head cabin attendant onboard your flight, she is also your chief pilot, and will spend most of the flight at the controls of the airplane. You won't really be getting a lot of cabin service from Becca. "

"On the bright side, for you, Becca is a really good pilot and your trip should go flawlessly and quickly. At the Turner Company we place a very high priority to actually arriving at our planned destination. Becca has excelled in completing this goal. As far as incentive for her to continue with this tradition, the company just brought in a new CEO, who is a very capable, and licensed commercial pilot, who could replace her as the chief pilot, if she becomes lax in continuing her level of compliance with this standard."
"Now that you have been introduced to your head cabin attendant, please allow me to introduce you to some of the features of the Gulfstream 650 aircraft that you will be flying in. You've already noticed that there several seating choices. The forward facing seats do recline for your comfort, and they have a comfortable foot rest. The seats and couches all have safety belts which we ask you to fasten during takeoff and landing. We also suggest that when you are sitting in your seat, you keep the seatbelt fastened to insure safety in the event that we encounter turbulence, or your pilot thinks that it's time for some inverted maneuvers."

"We have two restrooms on the aircraft this afternoon. One is located in the compartment just behind me, and one is located in the aft compartment, behind the galley. For anyone who may not be familiar with the term galley, that's the kitchen on a boat or airplane."

"You'll find drinks and refreshments in the refrigerator in the galley as well as a microwave oven to heat some of the snacks. Since our cabin attendant will be flying the airplane, I'd advise you to help yourself, or do without."

"The last compartment is referred to as the aft berth. That's two words, A-F-T B-E-R-T-H, not to be confused with the one word term afterbirth. Now all this really means is that there is a bedroom in the back, for those of you who may want to use a bed to join, or maintain your membership in the mile-high club."

"Just to make it clear to some of you, The Turner Company policies are much the same as the Morrison Estate policies. Clothing is optional. Confidentiality is demanded. Privacy is not guaranteed. We do ask that if you are vocally excessive in your ecstasy, you close the door. The aircraft is small enough that screaming orgasms may interfere with pilot communications. That would not be a good thing."

"Last but not necessarily least, I'd like to take the time to introduce myself, and get y'all to introduce yourselves."

"The name given to me by my parents is Marshall Edgar Mitchel. By way of education and licensure the additional initials MD have been added, and most recently the initials CEO have been applied. Now that you have the long story I would very much appreciate if you would just call me Marsh. I'm quite sure you could think up some other names and terms to describe me. Others have, and it hasn't always worked in their favor."

"At times you will find me in the right seat of the cockpit, assisting our beautiful chief pilot. You should know that both Becca and I have flown this aircraft by ourselves, so you don't need to panic if one or the other of us is not at our seat. Adding to the experience of your pilot and copilot, the aircraft is equipped with a sophisticated auto-pilot system, and should there be a time when you see both of us outside the cockpit, be assured that the aircraft will go ahead and fly itself to our planned destination."

"At this time I'd like to ask y'all, or someone you can designate, to tell Becca and me who each of you is, and give any of you the chance to ask any questions you may have about the aircraft, or about our flight. Personal questions are allowed, but may not be answered."

One by one, the Thompson family stood and identified themselves:

Jake Thompson, I'm Beth's Father

Kathy Thompson Beth's Mother

Martin Thompson Beth's Brother

Jill Branigan, I'm Martin's Fiancée

Peter Thompson, I'm Beth's Brother

Helen (Young) Thompson, Peter's Wife

Emily (Thompson) Benson, Sister

Todd Benson, Emily's husband

Carrie Thompson, Sister

Fred Holden, Carrie's Boyfriend

There was silence onboard when the Thompson family finished introducing themselves. Marsh waited a minute or so, and then continued. "I see that all but one of you has found a seat, and buckled in. At this time if Kathy with a "K" would find a place to park, and buckle up, I'll go to the flight deck and assist Becca with getting this dog and pony show off the ground."

Kathy was still standing on the other end of the cabin from Marsh, in the doorway to the galley. Now she had something to say. "I want to say thank you, to you, Becca, and the Turner Company, for providing transportation to my daughter's wedding. We were all very surprised when we got the call, but only a little bit surprised when they told us flight arrangements had been made. This is typical of Dan Morrison."

"The Thompson family has no idea who you really are, but if Dan Morrison trusts you, so do we. I'll sit down now so we can get going. I suspect we can get to know each other better in the next eight hours, during our flight. Again, thank you for making this possible."

Marsh responded to Kathy: "On behalf of your pilot, the Turner Company, and the CEO, I can assure you, you are very welcome."

"As to the eight hour flight, I fear you may be a bit disappointed, Kathy. I'd like to remind you of what I told you earlier on the phone. I have a FAST jet. We'll be stopping in San Bernardino California for a few minutes. That will be in less than three hours from now. After leaving San Bernardino, you'll feel a little shaking and a small bump as the jet passes the sound it is making, and we will be wheels down in Honolulu, about two and a half hours after that."

Jake sat upright with a bolt. "Are you talking about going supersonic?" he asked.

"Yes sir," Marsh replied. "Need I repeat myself? I have a FAST jet. While most Gulfstream 650s are usually just barely subsonic, this bird is not most G-650s. The previous owner, my partner, had a little work done on this particular G-650. It's faster than most."

"I'm going to go up to the cockpit now for a few minutes, and we can have a conversation in a few minutes. Oh and bye the way." Marsh paused and called Wolf, who had taken up residence between the navigator's seat and the bulkhead. When Wolf came to his side, Marsh introduced him. "This is Wolf. He's been my K-9 partner for four years, and he's harmless unless I give him a target. I can assure you that You don't want to be that target."

Wolf had his S.O. vest and badge on and was an impressive sight as he sat at attention.

Marsh took Wolf with him and went into the cockpit, where Becca was almost finished with her preflight checklist. Marsh helped with the start-up procedure, and they taxied to the end of the runway.

"I'm gonna give them the E-ticket ride," Becca told Marsh as she firewalled the throttles. The souped-up jet accelerated down the runway, and Becca hit the afterburners, pinning everyone to the back of their seats. At about twenty miles an hour higher than normal take off speed, Marsh turned the switches to retract the landing gear, but Becca held the stick forward, and kept the plane about ten feet off the runway. She was indicating over five hundred miles an hour when she pulled the stick back hard and went vertical. As the jet shot straight up, Becca gave it a little right aileron and corkscrewed into the sky.

Marsh and Becca could both hear the gasps and screams from the passenger compartment. Becca turned to Marsh and had a smile that wrapped all the way around her face. "God that's fun," she gushed. "I've never done that in this airplane. I've seen you do it, but that's my first time."

As Becca talked to Marsh, she stopped the aileron spin and pulled the stick back again, laying the Gulfstream on its back, and flying inverted for a few minutes, then she did a quick snap roll back to right side up. She leveled the jet at her desired flight level and Marsh called the radar center and activated their flight plan.

Becca turned on the intercom and made her first announcement. "Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. I'm your flight captain today, Rebecca Andrews. I hope you are enjoying your flight so far. If you choose to return with us your pilot will be Rebecca Mitchel."

"By way of explanation, the take-off you just experienced is mostly a celebration. I'm a happy girl this afternoon. Your co-pilot today is going to change my last name tomorrow. I'm getting married tomorrow, in paradise." Applause and whoops and screams produced a bit of bedlam in the passenger compartment for the next few minutes. Finally Becca could continue.

"We've reached our planned cruising altitude, for the first leg of our trip to Hawaii, at a little over fifty thousand feet. Our cruise speed for this leg is about Mach 0.95, or a little over 700 miles per hour. I noticed our co-pilot left out one important piece of information in his introduction."

"The Turner Company does not allow smoking in any of their aircraft. We do however allow passengers who need to smoke to step out and smoke on the wing. As of right now, we have never had a passenger, who chose to smoke, come back in and complain about the accommodations in our smoking lounge."

"At this time if any of you would like to use the aft berth, or one of our restrooms, please feel free to unbuckle your safety belts, and move about the cabin. I'll make another announcement when you need to be back in your seats for landing. As my fiancée told you earlier, please close the bedroom door if you are going to have a screaming good time. Also please understand that a screaming good time is a common occurrence with your flight crew, so we'll understand."

Becca snapped her seatbelt off, and suggested they both go back and mingle with their guests for a little while. Marsh set the cruise control, and unbuckled his belt as well. Becca got out of her seat and walked toward the passenger compartment. Marsh followed her, and Wolf stood up, stretched, and followed Marsh.

Carrie and Fred got up, and excused themselves, as they went back to the berth. Fred closed the door as he went in. Kathy smiled at Marsh. "I knew that would happen the minute you mentioned it."

Marsh chuckled. "I wouldn't have said anything if we didn't think it was acceptable. I haven't used it myself yet, but then I've always been one of the pilots, so I need to be somewhere that I can get to the cockpit in a hurry, if I need to."

All the girls gathered around Becca and congratulated her. They all asked to see her ring, and when she told them the story they all got a little weepy for a few minutes. They also asked Marsh to come over by them, so they could see the original rings.

Marsh's cell phone rang, and he stepped to the front crew compartment to answer it. Leyanni wanted to get shoe sizes from everyone on this plane, and on the 747, so she could make sure she had sandals for everyone in their correct size. Marsh told Leyanni he would get the numbers, and call her back.

When he got off the call with Leyanni, Marsh pushed the talk button to call Jimmy. When Jimmy answered Marsh asked him how things were going on the 747. "We're getting along really well. The little kids are having a ball, first running up and down the stairs, and now watching a movie on the 80 inch big screen TV. They've never seen a TV so huge. I told everyone about your new dress code, and they were all very pleased. The bedrooms have been occupied since Sam turned off the seatbelt sign. Oh, by the way, did you have a reason for this call?" Marsh and Jimmy both laughed.

"Actually I did." Marsh replied. "I need you to collect everyone's shoe size and then call Leyanni with them so she can have sandals ready for everyone. She is getting matching sandals and she is getting te pāreu for everyone. Just so you know dad, that's a Hawaiian sarong. And...the guys and the gals are all wearing them."

Jimmy laughed. "I'm familiar with it Marsh, I've even worn one from time to time. They are quite comfortable when you figure out how to make it stay on. I'll get the shoe sizes and call Leyanni, since she called me about the shoe sizes as well. I'm sure gonna enjoy seeing that little Hawaiian Goddess again."

"Marsh, please don't tell her I told you, but I'm just gonna say... If she's on top, her butt length hair is gonna tickle your fancy." Jimmy couldn't stifle his laughter as he remembered the last night he was at the North Shore Resort with Leyanni.

Marsh chuckled. "OK dad, I get the picture, and my lips are sealed. I'm going to get back to my own company. I'll see ya in a few hours if not before."

"Before?" Jimmy asked.

"Yeah," Marsh responded. "You may have gotten a head start, but remember I can fly a lot faster than you. We're gonna be supersonic after we leave SBD. We'll catch you in the middle of the Pacific."

"Oh yeah, right." Jimmy recalled. "I forgot about that. OK, catch ya later."

"Bye." Marsh said as he reached for the end call button and put his cell phone away.

After Marsh ended his call, he walked into the cockpit and scanned the gauges and instruments. Everything was doing just great, and the Gulfstream was flying itself, just like the engineers had designed it to do.

While he was in the cockpit, Jake walked in behind him. "Am I allowed to come in here?" Jake asked.

Marsh stepped into the right seat before he replied. "Sure Jake. Have a seat in the left chair, and I'll show you how it works."

Jake was careful not to touch anything as he sat down in the pilot's seat. Marsh began pointing to the controls and the displays. Jake was mesmerized with the heads-up display in front of the wind-shield. Marsh switched off the autopilot and let Jake see how the G650 maintained straight and level flight even with no one at the controls and the auto pilot off. Then when Marsh turned the autopilot back on the plane made some small adjustments to put itself back on the correct heading again.

Marsh heard Becca talking to someone, and heard her say, "Would you like to go up to the cockpit?"

Taking that as a clue, Marsh stood up and moved towards the back of the cockpit before the girls came forward. Jake was still gawking at the displays and wasn't hearing anything, so Marsh just moved back, and let Becca in.

Becca told Marsh thank you and moved into the co-pilots chair. Suddenly Jake became aware that Marsh was gone and the gorgeous redhead was sitting next to him. "My God," Jake said. "Marsh you sure changed in a hurry." Everyone started to laugh, and Becca lowered her voice as much as she could and replied: "You noticed. How do you like my fake rack?" She asked as she cupped her C-cup breasts through her flight suit.

"I ahhh...can't tell until I ahhh...until I feel them," Jake stammered.

Becca didn't miss a beat. She reached up and pulled the zipper of the flight suit down to her belly button, pushed her bra up off of her breasts, thrust her chest out and invited Jake to help himself. "Here they are Mr. Farmer Boy, have at them."

Jake turned about seven shades of red, till his face was crimson. He looked at Becca, and then looked toward where Marsh had gone. What he saw was Kathy and then his daughters and daughters-in-law. Marsh was nowhere to be found.

Just as Jake realized he was on his own, he heard Marsh speak up. "Be careful what you ask for Jake. Now you're gonna have to feel them and give a report... And if I saw the order of entrance correctly, your wife is standing right behind you, so you best be careful how you describe those beauties."

Jake tentatively reached across the cockpit and cupped Becca's breasts. Becca reached around his hands and pulled them tight and moved them around a little till Jake caught on that she was serious.

Kathy quickly unbuttoned the blouse she was wearing, and shed the blouse and then her bra. "OK big mouth," she taunted. Now compare them. All the girls were laughing at the predicament Jake was now in.

Becca proceeded to pull her arms out of the flight suit and let the bra slip down her arms. Jake repositioned himself, and Becca let the bra fall completely off. Behind Kathy her daughters and daughters-in-law took off anything and everything they had above the waist.

Becca reached out and put Jake's left hand back on her right breast, and Kathy sat on her heels and pulled his right hand to her left breast.

Jake squirmed in the pilot's seat as he began to grow uncomfortably hard. He really needed to adjust things a bit below his belt, but his hands were otherwise in use.

"Jake," it was Becca now. "It looks like you're gonna have to make a decision, or you're gonna bust out of those shorts."

Finally Jake let go of both women's breasts. He knew everybody was watching and had seen the growing bulge in his shorts, so he blatantly reached down and adjusted his cock. When he was a little more comfortable, Jake looked at Becca and then at Kathy. He put his hands back up and cupped a breast on each of the women.

"I'm massaging the beautiful breasts of two different women. My cock is hard enough to drive nails. You're both responsible for that. The breasts are all beautiful, and I like having them all available."

"Kathy, I have known and loved you for a lot of years. I still love you, and it has nothing to do with your boobs. Your breasts are still firm and don't have much sag."

"Becca I hardly even know you, but you have beautiful breasts as well. I can see that both of you are enjoying my attention, because all four of the nipples I've been playing with are quite hard. I hope I can look forward to spending more time playing with each of you, but I don't think this chair would be the best place to try more playing."

Applause broke out as Jake finished his speech. Marsh spoke up next. "Jake, what office are you running for? That was a beautiful, politically correct speech. I'm pretty sure you'll get lucky before the day's over and maybe very soon. I suspect you're not going to get to play with both of those ladies, ONLY... because Becca is working."

Becca responded immediately. "I would be happy to help you with that Jake, but like my fiancée said, I'm on the clock. I've worked pretty hard to keep this body in this shape, so I have no interest in doing anything that might harm it, especially today, the day before my wedding."

Emily was the next to speak up. "Very smooth dad. Nice punt. If mom doesn't take care of that thing, I'll be happy to help you. Or if you need mom and Becca to take care of you, Maybe Marsh could team up with Todd, and they could manage to keep us in the air."

Marsh turned to Todd who was standing right beside him. "You're a pilot, Todd? What do you fly?"

"I just got out, Marsh." Todd replied. "I was an Apache pilot in the Army Reserve. Fortunately my wife has a job, so were not starving to death. Former Army Reserve helicopter pilots aren't in high demand right now, where we live. Nobody wants to pay them for their experience."

"Todd, we're going to have to talk," Marsh replied. "If you've got AH-64 experience I bet you can fly anything with rotors. I happen to have a bunch of them. Before you ask, I'll throw out some numbers: AH-64, AH1Z, CH-53, S-92, UH-1H, and Y, Bell 412, Bell 230, and I think there's more, but I'm new here so I may not know everything in the hangers yet. I do know we have at least one Bell 525 on order, and I plan on ordering another one in the next week or so."

"And if you want to fly fixed wing stuff, we have just as many of those. Besides this hot little gal, there's a 747 on its way to the same destination and event as we are, and there will be an Airbus A330-200 dropping off a few pallets of ammunition tomorrow as well. We have several of those and several 747s, and at least eight C-141 cargo planes as well. The one I still want to fly is over in the sandbox, that's our C-130 Spooky. Oh, and add to that a few C-17s. Basically, if there is something that flies, we probably have one. I should warn you, the super cub at SBD, is my own personal aircraft and I don't let just anybody fly that little baby."

"We have our own base about five miles by helo from your sister's home, which is really Dan Morrison's estate, and across the road from our ranch. Have I got your attention yet?"
"Holy shit, Marsh. Are you offering me a job?" Todd was incredulous.

Marsh smiled at Todd, and at Emily, who had suddenly joined the two men, and had a look of shock and pleasure on her face.

"Weeellllll now," Marsh drawled. "I'll have to make that a qualified ... yes. I'll need to see some documentation and have my instructor take you on a test flight or two. Then there's the matter of where you live. If your wife is married to her job or house or neighborhood, that could become a problem. But if you want to start the process when you come back from Hawaii, I'm sure we can use another good government trained aviator."

Emily was jumping up and down and squealing like a little kindergarten school girl. "Oh Todd, she spouted. I'll quit that crummy job in a heartbeat. I hate going to work and putting up with those dirty minded salesmen all day anyway."

"Emily," Marsh said quietly. "If Todd comes down to our neck of the woods, you're not going to get away from the dirty old men. You're standing right next to two of them this minute. And I know where I can find you a few dozen more."

"Awww Marsh," Emily blushed. "I don't mind the ones like you and Todd and Jake. You guys are as harmless as little school boys, before puberty. I just hate having those greasy, filthy talking, pond scum trying to pinch me and cop a feel every time they walk past. That's disgusting." She shook her head and shoulders as she spoke."

Todd explained. "She is the credit manager at a local car dealership, Marsh. They don't pay her squat, and there are several old school salesmen that are really crude, rude and lewd. I had to go over and warn one of them he was going to lose some teeth and a couple of fingers or hands if he didn't keep them off my wife."

"What makes it even harder is the owner of the dealership is every bit as bad, if not worse. She can't say anything, because we need the money."

"What's the name of the dealership?" Marsh asked. "And what town is it in?"

Emily gave Marsh the information he asked for and then she asked, "Why do you need that information"

"What's the phone number and what's the owner's name," Marsh asked.

Again, Emily answered Marsh's questions and looked at him in wonder.

Marsh pulled out his cell phone and dialed the number. When the receptionist answered, Marsh asked for the owner by name. The receptionist started to make an excuse for why the owner couldn't take his call, but Marsh cut her off. "Ma'am, Tell your boss he can talk to me right now, or he can talk to the state investigators next week. And I do mean every department that has a hand in his pocket already and maybe a few more, by the time I'm done with him."

The receptionist put her hand over the phone, but Marsh could hear her call the owner's name, and tell him she thought it was important. "Who the hell is it?" Marsh heard a man ask. "I don't know sir, but he said he would have state investigators here next week if you didn't talk to him now." The receptionist sounded fearful. She knew her boss didn't like to be interrupted, and he wasn't a nice man.

Soon Marsh heard another phone pick up and the man's voice yelled, "Hang it up. I've got it.' Then the man put the phone to his face and asked, "OK you got to talk to me. What the hell is so friggin important? I'm a busy man."

Marsh took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, into the phone, and began; "Mr. Smith, My name is Doctor Marshall Mitchel. I'm new to your state, but where I came from I'm a deputy sheriff. In this country sir, we have laws about how you treat your employees, and especially how you treat employees of the female gender."

"I've heard enough of your conversation with your receptionist just this minute to tell me that the report I've just gotten is true, and there's probably a lot more I haven't heard."

"Let me explain what's going to happen in the next twenty four hours, sir. This after noon, you are going to have your bookkeeping department, or your payroll department, figure out the final paycheck for Emily Benson. You are going to tell them to add all of her accrued leave time, that's vacation and sick leave, and you are going to make out checks for that. If you try to tell me she doesn't have any sick time or vacation time I'm going to suggest that you simply add two weeks for vacation and two weeks for sick time. Are we clear so far?"

The dealership owner hmmmed and hawwhhed for a few seconds, then said, "IIIII ...ah... think so."

"Good." Marsh began again. "Tomorrow morning there will be some very big gentlemen at your dealership, at 0930. You'll have the three checks in three envelopes, and one of the gentlemen will ask you for them. You'll give him the envelopes, and he and his friends will leave you in one piece."

"Mr. Smith, do I need to go over any of my instructions? Or do you think you've got them down? If, sir, my men get there and there are any glitches, I can't guarantee your safety. If you have any reason to doubt that you are between a rock and a hard spot today, I want you to go to your computer and look up The Turner Security Company. When my men leave tomorrow morning, IF they leave without you, you'll know you are very lucky. If my men need to take you with them when they leave ...- well let me just advise you to have your will in order. Any questions sir?"

Marsh paused, and the line was eerily silent. "Good. My men will be there in the morning. And Mr. Smith, Please don't send Emily checks that are going to bounce. My men will come back, and you won't be a happy camper."

Marsh hung up the phone without further conversation.

"Emily," Marsh spoke softly. "You will start at the Turner Company as soon as you and Todd can get moved. There is about a two thousand square foot apartment at the Turner Ranch that Becca will be moved out of next week, and it will be ready for you to move into a week from Monday. If you're here before its ready, Becca's mother will have a room for you at the Best Western Turner Inn, till the apartment is ready for you."

"Do you have any questions? I've been doing all the talking, how rude of me." Marsh added.

The interior of the Gulfstream was silent except for the whoosh of the big jet engines outside the plane. Everyone was staring at Marsh. Todd and Emily were sitting on one of the side facing couches looking at Marsh with their mouths open. Emily had tears running down her cheeks. Todd's hands were shaking.

The rest of the Thompson family had all gathered around and were listening to Marsh. Marsh looked past the Thompsons, and looked at Becca. She smiled at Marsh and gave him thumbs up. After a minute or so, Becca spoke.

"In case any of you wondered, Marsh meant every word he said, and he has the resources to insure that it all happens. I hope he didn't scare any of you, because Marsh is a very loving and gentle man. I've seen that he doesn't like people that take advantage of other people, especially he doesn't like bullies."

Jake had finally pulled his thoughts together. "So we see," he said. "He's a lot like Dan Morrison, isn't he?"

"Well," Becca thought out loud, but softly. "Marsh goes a little further than Dan, when it comes to necessary interventions. Let me explain it like this. You may have seen it on the news recently."

There were three men that represented a very undesirable element in the area. They went to my grandfather's hotel, and decided they were going to rape and kill my mother. Her offence was that she had testified against one of them, and he went to jail. When he got out he decided to make her pay."

"They attacked her and were beating her up, while one of them was ripping her clothes off. Marsh and Wolf showed up within about thirty seconds, and Marsh killed two of them with his bare hands while Wolf killed the other one."

"When Marsh tried to leave one of their friends shot Marsh twice and Wolf once. Marsh shot and killed him. The mob boss that hired those guys is NOT happy, but the next morning Marsh and his partner took out five more thugs, at another location."

"Bottom line, your Mr. Smith should take Marsh's instructions seriously."

As Becca spoke Marsh hung his head with his chin on his chest. His eyes were closed, and his head slowly turned from side to side. When Becca finished, Marsh spoke again without lifting his head. "I hope Becca didn't give you the wrong impression of me. I abhor violence. Unfortunately it seems to hunt me down, and I find myself defending people who don't have a chance against the horrible people who love to take advantage of other's weakness."

"I prefer to think of myself as a lover not a fighter, but I will not put up with bullies." Marsh paused for a minute again, and then lifted his head to look at Emily and Todd. "Please excuse us for a few minutes."

Marsh walked towards the front of the Gulfstream and took Becca's hand as he walked to her. They walked together into the crew's lounge, and Marsh closed the door behind them as he walked in.

He stopped before he got to the cockpit, and pulled Becca into his arms. His head was laid on her shoulder, and Marsh struggled to gain control of his emotions. Remembering how close he was to losing Trish just a short time ago, was hard for Marsh. It brought back memories of the devastation he had experienced when Becky and Elise had been stolen from him.

Marsh just held Becca close. The essence of Becca's hair and the skin on her neck started to be recognizable, and Marsh began to climb out of the dark cloud again. "Oh my sweet Becca," Marsh whispered. My sweet, sweet, Rebecca. You are a blessing. I don't understand how I qualified for such a blessing."

Becca reached out and put her hands on the sides of Marsh's face. She looked into Marsh's eyes, and studied them. Marsh looked into hers and suddenly wanted to take a dive, into the beautiful pools that seemed bottomless, reaching into the depths of comfort to Marsh's soul. The flicker of beauty began to light within Marsh again, and he smiled at his soul mate.

For the first time in four years, Marsh felt the music in his soul, and started to hum. His smooth baritone voice cracked for a few seconds then the tones evened out and Marsh broke into a song:



Slow down, you move too fast
You got to make the morning last
Just kicking down the cobble stones
Looking for fun and feelin' groovy
Feelin' groovy

Hello lamppost what you knowing?
I've come to watch your flowers growing
Ain't you got no rhymes for me?
Doot-in' do-do feelin' groovy
Feelin' groovy

Got no deeds to do, no promises to keep
I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep
Let the morning time drop all its petals on me
Life, I love you all is groovy

It was a short happy little tune written by Paul Simon and first released by Simon and Garfunkel on their album Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme, in 1966. Marsh was lightly dancing before he finished the song.

Becca was smiling and danced with Marsh as he sang to her. "I had no idea you had such a beautiful singing voice, Marsh." She gushed. "That was really nice."

"It's your fault, my dear." Marsh replied. "You've put the music back into my life. Just like your sister did for so many years. Thank you sweetheart, for bringing the music back into my soul."

Marsh reopened the door between the crew lounge and the main cabin, and then took the few steps forward to the cockpit. As he sat in the pilot's seat he remarked; "I guess somebody should take a gander at the instruments, and make sure this bird is still going where we want it to go, eh?"

"Probably not a bad idea, at that," Becca agreed.

It only took Marsh a minute to figure out that everything was in order, and that the Gulfstream was doing everything it was supposed to do. Becca had stepped into the passenger cabin and reminded everyone that there were drinks and snacks in the galley, and Kathy thanked her and showed Becca that they had helped themselves as they had been told.

After answering a few questions from some members of the Thompson family, Becca made her way to the cockpit, and took the seat on the right, the co-pilot's seat. "Looks like we're right on schedule. Somebody must have programmed the right numbers into the computer," she remarked, with a grin.

Becca herself had programmed the information into the flight data computer, before they had left home, and they both knew the Gulfstream would fly itself to SBD and HNL without much more input from either Marsh or Becca.

One or the other of them would need to be at the controls once the jet was on the ground, as they couldn't program ground control instructions beforehand, but the plane really was high tech, and once in the air, it was almost independent.

While Marsh and Becca checked the flight status, and played with the computerized readouts, Jake Thompson walked into the cockpit. Marsh showed him how to fold down the navigator's seat, and invited Jake to sit and chat for a little while. If the flight proceeded as uneventful as it had so far, they would be landing in San Bernardino in about three quarters of an hour. The wait at SBD should be less than half an hour and they should be in Honolulu in about two and a half hours after they left SBD.

Jake watched Marsh and Becca turn switches that changed the readouts on the computer screens in front of them. When it looked like they were not quite as busy, he spoke. "Marsh, you and Dan Morrison must be cut from the same cloth. He has gone out of his way to help our daughter Beth. She loves him for that as well as all the other factors that go along with who he is."

"He has gone above and beyond to help Terri Powell, Hanna Lindquist, and the Simpson family."

"Now the Thompson family gets in your luxury biz jet, on a last minute, spur of the moment transcontinental flight, and we've known you for less than two hours when you solve a major problem for our daughter, and son-in-law."

"Marsh, do you have any idea how big a deal this is? Emily has been tortured at that car dealership for three years. They needed the money, what little she made, and she couldn't just quit. Now you've come along and made them both a job offer, and a place to stay."

"Marsh, Kathy and I have been helping Emily when we could, but they have struggled since he got out of the Army. They live in a little apartment, that's actually a dump, and there have been several times when Emily has asked us for a little bit of money so she can buy groceries. Todd has been considering going back into the Army, so they can make ends meet. It's not what they wanted, but they were getting a little desperate."

Kathy had walked into the crew's lounge as Jake was talking. She picked up as Jake paused. "You know when you two stepped in here; Emily and Todd went back to the aft berth, to celebrate the fact that she didn't have to go back to the car dealer again. Marsh, I think she wanted to take you back there and give you a reward, as well."

"Well Jake and Kathy, I don't consider what I just did to be so special. The dealer needed to have the fear of God put in him, and I think he got my message."

"I need you to understand. I was not destitute when I met Dr. James Turner. I could have just stayed retired, and I could have lived the lifestyle I enjoyed without ever working again. I have had some dark times, but I've been blessed."

"I had no clue that my new friend Jimmy was on the Forbes list right under God. I didn't need nor was I looking for money. His or anybody else's. We got to be friends, and Jimmy decided he wanted to bring me into his organizations so he would know he had someone he could trust and depend on when he couldn't be as active in his role as head of a multinational/worldwide conglomerate."

"He chose me without me even knowing he was looking, and he lured me back to his stomping grounds on the pretext of selling me an old car that I wanted. When I got here, he dangled Becca and her mother in front of my face, and then gave me the family business to run. I've been blessed Kathy. I have a thing about paying it forward, especially when it's not going to do me any harm, but it's likely to do me some good."

"My family business hires and maintains employees worldwide. Your daughter and son-in-law have skills that will benefit my company. Offering them positions that will make me money, while getting them out of a difficult situation seems like a win/win to me."

"I'm no hero Kathy. I'm a businessman that also has a conscience. Your daughter worked for one that was an unscrupulous ass. It makes me happy to put little turds like that in their place."

Marsh looked at Kathy and smiled. "The fact that it also racks up points with Emily's pretty mother, with a nice rack, is kinda cool, too."

Kathy blushed as she realized that like Becca and the rest of the girls on the plane, she was naked from the waist up. "You smooth talker," she said. "It's no wonder Becca is so excited about marrying you tomorrow."

Turning to Becca, Kathy asked, "Becca is he as smooth in bed as the line he talks, out of the bedroom?"

Becca looked at Kathy with a sly grin. "I hope you're not asking me to kiss and tell, and I don't really know you well enough to start revealing family secrets. However, if ... your husband doesn't mind and if... you can wait till after my honeymoon, I'd encourage you to take a ride on this pony."

"I'll have to admit, it's the only ride I've ever had, so I have nothing to compare, but my mother and some of my friends that have more experience than I have seemed to think he's as good as or better than they've ever ridden. And... He'll make sure you get taken care of. Guaranteed!"

Kathy had a big smile on her face. "Well thank you, Becca! That sounds like an offer I can't refuse. And I'm pretty sure my husband won't mind. He'll insist that I make sure it's OK with Marsh, though. We've adopted the Morrison Family rules. Anything goes between consenting adults. This should be an interesting, and fun weekend."

"I'll drink to that!" Quipped Jake.

Marsh stood up, and started to excuse himself to make a couple of phone calls. He stopped though and asked Kathy if he could give her a task to complete in the next few minutes.

Kathy smiled and answered. "I'll do almost anything for you right now, Marsh. You're on my good guy list today."

"If you can get me the shoe size for everyone on board, then add the new passengers from San Bernardino, then you, Becca or myself needs to call Leyanni, in Hawaii, with the information." Marsh told her.

"Shoe size?" Kathy quizzed. "Why shoe sizes?"

"Well sweetie," Marsh said as he put his hand on the side of Kathy's face and caressed her chin with his thumb. "It seems your daughter has started making some plans for her wedding tomorrow. Her plans include a wardrobe for all the guests, and that includes footwear. I was told we will all be wearing sandals."

"And just so you are prepared it seems the wedding coordinator works for me, and she has told your daughter that the wardrobe will be donated by the resort. Somehow I take that to mean I'm buying you a new pair of sandals, and if that's the case, I want them to fit you."

"Is that a good enough explanation?" Marsh asked.

Kathy moved her face up to Marsh's face and kissed him briefly on the lips. Marsh put his hand behind Kathy's head, pulled her back to him, and kissed her again; long and hard. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and they had a duel for several minutes.

When Marsh let go of her head and pulled back, Kathy gasped. "Wow!" She exclaimed. "If that's the appetizer, I can't wait for the entre."

"No Jake," Marsh said. "You don't get a sample of what I gave your wife."

"Thank you very much!" Jake replied. "I may ask your wife for a sample, but I'm not progressive enough yet to want to know what you are giving my wife."
Everyone in the cockpit and crew lounge laughed at the exchange going on between Marsh and Jake.

"Now," Marsh stated, "I'm going to call Doug, and have him get a crew up to your daughter's former employer tomorrow."

Marsh stepped into the passenger cabin and sat in one of the front recliner chairs. He pushed the call button and waited till Doug answered. When Doug answered, Marsh greeted him, and then began to outline what he wanted done.

"Doug, please take five guys, BIG guys, and I'm going to have someone text you the dealership name. I told the owner to have three envelopes for you with three separate checks for Emily Benson. Make sure the checks are there, and just bring them back to the bull-pen. I don't know who is going to pick them up from the bull-pen yet, but that's not important."

And Doug, if Mr. Smith doesn't have the checks for you, Find the dealer's checkbook, and bring him and his checkbook back to the bull-pen. While he's there give him the option to write out the checks, or he can wait there for me. Becca and I will be back on Monday, and he can sit in one of the interview rooms till I get there. Oh, and make sure Mr. Smith gets as much bread and water as he wants. Nothing else."

"Do you have any questions?" Marsh asked. "Ok, thanks Doug! I'll get you the vital information soon. You should probably take two of the Excursions, so there's plenty of room if Mr. Smith wants you to bring his bookkeeper or something like that. Use your best judgment, and call me tomorrow with the confirmation either way it goes. I trust you completely, Doug. Thanks again!"

Marsh ended the call, and asked Emily to use his phone and text the vital information to the number he had just called.

Emily sent the text, and then handed Marsh his phone, followed by her wrapping her arms around Marsh and giving his a very warm wet kiss. "Thank you so much Marsh. You have no idea the relief I'm feeling right now."

"I'm glad I could help Emily. If there's anything else I can do just let me know. I have trucks that I can send to move you next week as well. You just say the word, and I'll have someone there in a few hours."

"While I'm thinking about it, you don't need to worry about furniture, if you don't have enough good stuff to bring along. If all you bring with you is a suitcase full of clothes, there's furniture in the apartment. If you have anything you like and want to bring, by all means do so. And if you have any questions or if you need something, by all means, call me."

"God I can't believe this," Jake said. "I thought Dan was a one of a kind, but you've proved me wrong, Marsh. There are two of you angels."

Becca interrupted, "Marsh we're about thirty minutes out, do you have another call to make?"

"Sure do, sweetheart. Thanks for the heads up. I'll come up and help you with the landing in a few minutes."

Marsh called Morgan and asked him to head up to the ranch to pick up Rosie.

Then he called Rosie and told her Morgan was on his way. "Rosie, there's something else I want you to do. Please go in my closet and bring the brown guitar case. I need my guitar. Thanks Rosie, I'll see you in half an hour."

Marsh had purposely stayed out of the front cabin so Becca didn't hear him ask for his guitar. He had decided to try to surprise her with a song at the wedding.

After the conversations with Rosie and Morgan, Marsh called Papa Victor. He told him they were about a half hour out, and Papa said they would go out to the chopper right away.

Kathy looked at him with that look a woman has, and Marsh just put his finger in front of his lips and hissed. He followed that by heading up front and taking the co-pilot's seat.

Becca used the intercom and announced their imminent arrival at the first stop on the itinerary. And then asked the passengers to take their seats and buckle their safety belts.

The descent was smooth, and Becca greased the Gulfstream on the big long runway at San Bernardino International Airport. When she taxied to Marsh's hangers, Uncle Joey's Sikorsky was parked close to one of the hangers, and Marsh's Bell 407 was just flying into the airport. Morgan landed before Marsh had the door open and stairway extended.

After transferring Mama Vicky and Papa Victor's bags, Marsh put the net over the bags that he and Morgan had loaded, and followed the three new passengers into the airplane. Morgan had promised the put Uncle Joey's Sikorsky in the hanger and make sure it was serviced and ready for Papa Victor, when they got back.

Marsh pulled the stairway up and latched the door. Marsh walked back to the passenger compartment and made the introductions, so everyone knew everyone else.

Mama Vicky came up to Marsh and hugged him, and then she went to Becca and wrapped her in a Mama Vicky bear hug. "I know I'm going to love you sweetie. You love my Marsh, and he loves you, so you are part of my family now. Mama is going to take good care of you whenever you are at my house."

When Mama let go of Becca, Papa Victor stepped up and hugged her as well. Papa gave her a kiss on each cheek which was his way of accepting her into his Sicilian family. "Marsh told me you were with him at his neighbor's house and helped him take down my nephew's gang, Rebecca. I know who you are, and you are now part of my family, with all the protection and responsibilities that comes with that. I think you know we take care of our own."

"No Papa," Marsh interrupted. "I helped her take out Tony's gang. Totally different order."

"Son," Victor responded. "You have been too modest all your life. You always want to give everyone the credit they deserve but you never want to accept the praise you deserve."

Becca put her arm around Marsh, and responded to Papa Victor. "Papa, you know Marsh well. He saved my bacon that night, and got sliced for it. I want this guy at my back or at my side forever. You raised a really good man, Thank you and Mama Vicky. He's very special, to me and so many others."

Becca released Marsh, and stepped over to Rosie, wrapping her in a hug. "I'm glad to meet you too, Rosie. Marsh and your mother have said a lot of good things about you. I'm sure glad your boss let you take off on such short notice. I'm sure he's a really good guy." Becca was smiling as she stepped back from Rosie.

Rosie started to protest, and then realized Becca was joking with her. She turned to look at the Thompson family and explained. "Just so y'all know; Becca already knows that Marsh is my brother from a different mother, and I work for him, just like my mother does. I manage his California ranch, and my mother manages his current home. I think y'all will meet mom later when we get to Hawaii. I'm glad to meet some of my brother's friends and I'm really excited we are getting together for this happy occasion. My brother deserves to be happy again."

Marsh smiled at Rosie. "I love you too, little sister. And I'm sure glad your boss let you come, too."

Rosie slapped Marsh's arm. "You big goofball. You told me I had to cancel my hot date for tomorrow night and go to Hawaii." Rosie made a face of disgust to match the disgust she put into the words she spit out.

Everyone but Marsh was aghast. Marsh laughed and hugged Rosie again. "I'm sorry baby sister. I didn't realize you were so much in love with that rattlesnake in the back yard."

Rosie cracked up, and everyone else realized that Rosie and Marsh were messing with each other. They all joined the laughter.

Becca suggested that it might be a good idea to take their show to the sky, and turned to head to the cockpit.

"Wait just a minute there gorgeous," Marsh stopped her. "Would you mind taking Todd up there as your co-pilot? You could teach him the beginner things he needs to know to fly this crate. He flew Apache helicopters in the Army, so he knows how to handle Turbines, and I bet he can learn to turn on the auto-pilot up there in an hour or two."

"I mean I know he has some form of disability, according to you Navy fighter jocks, since he was Army, but I think he has potential." Now Todd cracked up.

"Ok, Ok," he laughed. I admit I have my shortcomings, but I can learn. Kindergarten only took me five years, and I graduated with honors." He bragged.

Now everyone was laughing. Becca looked at Emily. "What do you think, young lady? Will I be safe up there with this Army brat?"

"Becca," Emily replied. "Don't you hurt my man up there. Just because you can whip him with one hand tied behind your back, doesn't mean I don't still love him. If you promise to give him back in one piece, I'll let him go up to the cockpit and play airplane pilot with you, Becca."

Becca reached out, took Todd's hand and led him to the cockpit. "Let's go Army grunt. This Navy SEAL is gonna school ya."

Todd put his free hand over his face and prayed, "Oh God please protect me. I promise I'll never join the Army again."

Again, everyone in the airplane cracked up, while Becca and Todd disappeared into the cockpit.

Becca directed Todd into the pilot's seat, and she took the co-pilots chair. She began by giving Todd a short tour of the gauges and the switches and controls, then she started going through the pre-start checklist, giving Todd time to find the switches and gauges he needed to use.

When they finished the pre-start checks, Becca took Todd through the start-up process, going through each step and explaining anything Todd was unsure about. The whole thing was easy for both Becca and Todd, mainly because Todd had a lot of hours in turbine aircraft, even though it was rotorcraft; he picked up the subtle differences quickly.

When they were ready, Becca had Todd taxi to the end of the runway, and line the jet up in the center of runway 24. She instructed him to firewall the throttles, and hold the airplane on the runway, with forward pressure on the yoke.

As the jet accelerated Becca repeatedly told Todd to "hold it, hold it, hold it, OK now let the plane lift just barely," she said as the airspeed indicator passed two hundred. Becca reached up and retracted the landing gear, and the jet picked up more speed. "Hold it level Todd, hold it right there." She coached him.

As the Gulfstream crossed the threshold at the other end of the twelve thousand foot runway, Becca reached up and turned on the afterburners. "Pull it up, NOW!" Becca said forcefully. "Back, now, back! Stand it up Todd!" Todd caught on to what Becca was having him do. He brought the nose of the Gulfstream vertical and held it there. Todd knew enough about flying to add a little aileron, and start the screaming jet spinning slowly into the sky. Straight up.

When they were passing through forty thousand feet, Becca told him to bring the nose back down and swing the airplane around to a heading of 260 degrees. She then called Ontario center and activated the flight plan.

"Turner Air one, this is Ontario Center. Your flight plan is active. You in a hurry to get to cruising altitude, Becca? That was an impressive climb out, for a biz jet."

"That's affirmative Ontario. Turner Air one has a new pilot in training this afternoon. He's an Army rotorcraft jock with Apache time, and he needs to get the full impact of the switch to fixed wing flying with afterburners."

Becca had shut down the afterburners as Todd had leveled the airplane.

"And just so you know, Ontario Center those numbers are pretty close. We do plan on a short trip this afternoon. Also if you need to know, there are sixteen souls onboard, including the same four legged one."

Turner Air one, y'all have fun in Hawaii. When should I expect you back in our airspace, girlfriend?

"Center, Turner Air one. I'm getting married tomorrow, and we're going to be back on Monday. We all are supposed to look like we're working on Tuesday, but we have to be back in San Bernardino for work, so we'll be right back. Thank God for fast airplanes"

When Dave keyed the mic, he was laughing. Turner Air one, I'll look forward to talking to you on Monday. Have a safe flight. Ontario Center.

"Thanks Dave. Catch ya on the return."

When Becca signed off Todd chuckled. "I guess you know the controller in these parts, eh?"

Becca smiled. "He's a friend of Marsh's. I guess they've known each other for quite a few years."

Todd leveled the plane at the desired cruise altitude, and Becca said; "now for the fun part." She asked Todd to climb to about five hundred feet above their desired cruise altitude, then put the nose down slightly, and bring the throttles to about seventy-five percent power.

As Todd pushed the nose of the aircraft down slightly, the airspeed increased. Now Becca had him continue to nose down at small intervals. As the nose went down the airspeed increased and the lift over the wings increased as the speed increased.

Becca had Todd alternate between pushing the nose down, and allowing the airspeed to increase, till the Gulfstream began to vibrate. At that point, Becca had Todd slowly increase the throttles to about eighty percent.

The vibration built up a bit more, till the Gulfstream "hit a bump." The bump, and the vibration went away, and the noise level inside the aircraft reduced. Todd saw the airspeed indicator switch to three digits. 1.15....1.21... 1.29. At 1.29 the indicator paused, and Todd and Becca saw the altimeter increasing, so Becca asked Todd to push the nose down again. The airspeed jumped to 1.33, and the altitude stabilized, just slightly above the flight level Becca wanted.

"Well sir," Becca was looking at Todd with a big smile. "Have you ever flown a supersonic airplane before?"

"No ma'am!" Todd managed to blurt out. "My Apache did some fun maneuvers, but supersonic flight was NOT one of them." His excitement was evidenced in his voice.

"Well then," Becca answered. "From the rumors I heard, you can now check off one more "first" time, on this flight. You joined the mile high club on the first leg, and supersonic pilot on the second."

"Becca," Todd still sounded excited. "You heard correctly, and I have you and Marsh to thank!

"And all this on a trip to Hawaii that was scheduled just this morning, WOW!"

Todd was still controlling the Gulfstream, so Becca reached up and set the cruise control, with the numbers she had already programmed into the computer.

"Let'er go Todd," Becca instructed. "Let's have the computer take us to Honolulu, shall we? You did a great job. You'll be a regular jet jockey in no time."

Todd took his hands off the yoke, and pulled his feet back off of the rudder pedals. As he let the Gulfstream fly itself Todd realized how tense his muscles had been and he sat back and just relaxed.

"Thanks a lot, Becca." That was a lot of fun; I know a lot of Army pilots that would be jealous right now if they knew what you just let me do. That takeoff was a blast."

"Just wait till we have a few less souls onboard and we do some chandelles and rolls. My grandfather had some massaging done to this little gal, and she's a real hotrod."

"I can imagine," Todd replied. "That takeoff was pretty darn cool by itself. A vertical take-off in an Apache just doesn't compare, and I've never flown a fixed wing aircraft that would even think about pulling that off, before today."

Becca smiled at Todd, and then keyed the mic for the intercom. "Ladies and gentlemen, this is your co-pilot speaking. The excitement so far on this flight has been brought to you by your pilot in command, Mr. Todd Benson. Todd has successfully performed his first fixed wing vertical take-off, and has trimmed the aircraft for his first supersonic flight. We hope you've enjoyed the flight so far. Our cruising airspeed for the flight is around one thousand miles per hour, which means we will be in Honolulu in about two and a half hours. Please feel free to unbuckle your seat belts and move about the cabin. Drinks and snacks are available from the galley. You may help yourself, or feel free to ask your friendly cabin attendant, Dr. Marshall Mitchel. Again, thank you for choosing to fly Turner Air, and enjoy the rest of your flight."

Mama Vicky surprised everyone when she clearly spoke out; Hey! I didn't choose to fly Turner Air. I was ordered to be in this plane on this specific flight. I thought my husband was going to treat me to a barbeque tomorrow afternoon. I guess that's what I get for thinking."

The cabin of the jet erupted in laughter, and Becca keyed the mic again. "I am so sorry Ma'am. I stand corrected. Please accept my heartfelt apology, and please enjoy the rest of your unwanted confinement. If it's any consolation, I heard the fare at your destination, includes a lot of fresh fruit, and a fire roasted pig on the beach."

Mama Vicky unbuckled her seat belt, got up and walked to the cockpit. "Rebecca Marie almost Mitchel, You get up here and give Mama Vicky a hug and some kisses. You're the first person that has come back at me like that in...well... in forever." She laughed.

Becca fairly jumped out of her seat, and hugged Mama. They exchanged some kisses on each other's cheeks, and Becca took a chance on giving Mama a kiss full on the lips.

Mama Vicky got right into that, and the kiss stretched out for a long minute.

"Mmmmm," hummed Mama Vicky. "I'm going to want some more of that action. Maybe you can go give Papa some of that sugar, sweetheart. He'll love it!"

Becca kept her arms around Mama Vicky as she turned and spoke to the pilot. Todd, if you want to sit here and watch Turner Air one fly herself, you're welcome to do just that. If you'd like to take a walk back to the passenger cabin and socialize with our guests, that's OK too. I'm going to go and socialize a little." Becca and Mama Vicky headed out to the main cabin and joined the conversations there.

Kathy got shoe sizes from the three new passengers, and Marsh gave her his cell phone so she could call Leyanni.

Leyanni answered on the second ring. Good morning, this is Leyanni, how may I help you boss?

Kathy didn't miss a beat as she replied, "Thank you so much for the promotion Leyanni. I think I should be helping you. And just so you are kept in the loop, the new boss's name is Kathy Thompson. Kathy with a "K".

"Hey Kathy!" Leyanni responded. "You must be Dan Morrison's new mother-in-law. Or maybe Beth Thompson's mother. How am I doing so far?"

"Spot on," Kathy replied. "Marsh asked me to get you some information. It seems he thinks he's gonna buy everyone some new shoes."

"Well I guess that Marsh dude is a pretty smart fella, isn't he?" Leyanni sounded like a happy person, and Kathy decided she liked the Hawaiian girl, already.

"So I guess you have a list of shoe sizes for me, eh?" Leyanni asked.

"Yes my dear, I have." Kathy answered happily.

Even though she had a photographic memory, Leyanni asked Kathy to wait just a minute for her to get her paper list, and then had her read the numbers Kathy had. Leyanni could remember what Kathy told her, but whoever Leyanni sent to get the sandals wouldn't have that advantage, so the pad of paper would be needed.

Kathy read the list to Leyanni, and then the two of them struck up a conversation that lasted over fifteen minutes. A mother has to be informed about everything that was going on for her daughter's wedding. Not being there and being involved was really difficult for Kathy.

Kathy asked Leyanni minded if she took Leyanni's number off of Marsh's phone, so she could use her own phone when Marsh wanted to have his.

"Of course I don't mind," Leyanni said. "You're a friend of my boss's neighbor. It sounds to me like you're a friend of my boss, and truth be told, it sounds like you and I are going to be friends as well. Call me any time, and come see me every month or so."

"Hmmmm," Kathy mused. "That sounds like a really good invitation. Now I have to figure out a way to sneak onto one of Marsh's transports every once and a while."
Oh that's no problem." Leyanni told her. "You'll have to get down to the new airport, but I can get you a jump seat any day of any week. You tell me when, Kathy. I'll get you a ride."

"You're just like Dan and Marsh, aren't you? You said that like you meant it, and you weren't kidding around." Kathy replied.

"I don't kid around about the serious stuff, Kathy. You've got a ride any time you want, and a place to stay." Leyanni made it clear by the tone of her voice that she meant every word.

When Kathy and Leyanni finished their phone call, Kathy took Marsh's phone with her to her seat, where she had her purse. She took her phone out of her purse, and entered Leyanni's number, and then she took Marsh his phone.

"Marsh," Kathy asked. "Will my cell phone work in here also?"

"You bet!" Marsh replied. "We have a satellite link in all of our aircraft, with cell phone compatibility. Anyone in the plane that has a cell phone can use it, and it doesn't matter where around the globe you are, everything is a local call. It pays to have our own communications satellites."

"We have the same coverage on the ranch, and in all our offices, world-wide. If you'd like we can set up a link at your farm, for you, as well. You might not be able to afford that though. It'll cost you a good farm cooked vegetarian meal."

Kathy was quick to respond, "You may be right, I don't know much about the vegetarian cooking thing."

Marsh offered her a second chance when he asked, "Can you fry egg whites, potatoes, and Morningstar breakfast links? I suspect if you have a skillet or two, you could make me a pretty hearty breakfast." Marsh smiled as he looked into Kathy's pretty eyes.

"You know, Marsh? I may indeed be able to arrange something after all." Kathy smiled warmly back at him. I bet you'd even like a little salsa, cheese, and maybe some toast."

"Only if the toast is warm." Marsh qualified. "And the salsa is hot."

Kathy and Marsh both laughed, and Kathy said, "We'll have to make a date after we get back from the wedding weekend."

Kathy went back to her seat, to try her cell phone from the plane. She proceeded to call one of her friends at home and taunt her about the fact that she was in a luxury biz jet on her way to Hawaii.

Marsh went forward to the crew lounge and fired up his laptop computer, and brought up the Turner flight watch application, and looked for the 747.

Earlier, Back at the Morrison Estate:

Jimmy and Trish walked out just after the two big helicopters landed on the back lawn. Ted had stood at the steps of the deck, and made sure none of the children ran off the deck before it was safe to go to the choppers.

Trish stood at the stairway to the S-92, and Jimmy ran up to the Morrison's back deck, while the crew chief on the CH-53 opened the back ramp. Jimmy asked everyone to come over and gather around him so he could give them a few instructions.

Everyone was quickly gathered around Jimmy, and the three Simpson children were NOT able to stand still. They were trying to behave, but the energy level was at an excited peak. Stepping back and forth, jumping up and down, and letting out controlled squeals. The excitement just wouldn't allow stillness for the Simpson children.

Jimmy noticed. He turned to the CH-53 crew chief. "Danny, are you prepared to give a tour of the 53?" Jimmy asked.

"You got it boss," the crew chief replied.

Jimmy crouched and called the children to him. "My name is Dr. Jimmy Turner, but you can just call me Jimmy, OK?"

The children all shouted "YES!" at the same time.

Jimmy went on; "I want you three to go over to that big black helicopter. Danny over there is the crew chief, and he's going to take you into the helicopter and show you all the cool stuff in it. Then you should come back over here to your parents, and we'll all get in one of the helicopters, and go to the airport.'

"There we will all get in a huge airplane with two stories and a stairway for you to go up and down. When everyone is on the big airplane, we will all have to sit down and wear our seatbelts for a little while and then you can play for a while till we have supper. I think for desert, we are going to have some pie, and ice cream. Will that be OK?"

The children all shouted "YES!" again.

"OK, go over to the big black helicopter now and I am going to talk to the adults for a few minutes." Jimmy stood up, and the children ran to the CH-53, where Danny took them inside for a tour.

Jimmy was about to start talking when Tina Simpson wrapped her arms around his neck and planted a kiss on his cheek. "Dr. Turner," she whispered in all the voice she had at that moment.

Most adults have a hard time dealing with rowdy children. You are a master. Thank you so much for treating my children like real people."

Jimmy blushed. "Tina, your children are real people. And you have obviously done a great job of parenting to date. I don't suspect that is going to change any time soon. Thank you for bringing up children who know how to behave and who respect the adults that they are around. I think I'm going to enjoy being around them for a few days."

"Having said that please let me give the adults a few instructions. I'll be quick."

Tina stepped back a few feet, and Jimmy began: "OK then. We're going to load up here in the two helicopters, and fly for about seven minutes, up to the Turner air base. There will be luggage handlers, to take your baggage to the 747, and we will just get out of the helicopters and up into the jumbo jet."

This particular 747 is a lot nicer than anything you've probably flown in, and I'm going to have to give you more instructions when we get in there. We'll all go up the main stairway inside the 747, and find seats. I'll give a few instructions, and then we'll buckle up and get in the air."

Once we are airborne, I'll give you a few more instructions, and we'll get to Hawaii as soon as we can."

Right now I'd like to get the children and their parents into the blue, gold and white helo, and everyone else can choose to fly in the enclosed helo or the open Ch-53. I'm going to ask Danny to hook any of you in the 53 into harnesses, and you can ride as close to the back of the ramp as you would like. It's a short flight, but the view is quite beautiful."

"Just so the families with children don't feel like I am too mean, I promise to take you and your children on an open helicopter tour of the island of Oahu. Fair enough?"

Agreement was unanimous, and Jimmy stepped down off the deck, followed by the Morrison's friends, employees, and the police officers. The children were off of the 53 quickly and everyone put their luggage into the 53.

Mary and Shelly were the first to ask Danny to hook them into harnesses in the 53. Ted, Tony, and Patty all asked to ride in the chopper with the luggage as well.

Trish helped everyone in the S-92 get seated and buckled up. Jimmy helped Danny get the CH-53 passengers into harnesses, and the two pilots spun up the turbines and lifted off for the short flight to the Turner air base.

The ride was over way too soon for the people on the ramp of the 53. The ride was exciting, and the view was beautiful, from the estate to the base, where the helicopters landed close to the big, luxury, jumbo jet.

The baggage handlers were like a swarm of bees, rushing to transfer the luggage from the CH-53 to the belly of the 747.

Jimmy and Trish led the party to the stairway, where Jimmy stood at the bottom of the stairway and Trish led the group up the stairs. She stood at the top, and welcomed everyone onboard, along with the two cabin attendants, that stood just inside the door.

Jenni and Sue stood on each side of the main stairway to the upper deck, and directed everyone upstairs.

At the top of the stairs, Marguarita and Rick stood by and directed everyone to seats in the top deck.

It took less than fifteen minutes for everyone to be in the airplane, and in a seat, on the upper deck of the 747.

Jimmy and the two Turner flight attendants gave safety instructions and helped get the children buckled in their seats. The kids were still wired with excitement. This was a very new and exciting adventure for them.

Soon enough the pilots started the massive jet engines, and the jumbo jet started to roll out to the runway. The pilots did their preflight run-up of the jet engines, and checked all the flight systems.

They had come aboard the airplane about three hours ago, and done their pre-start checks, as well as programming all the flight data that would guide the big flying tube from home to Honolulu.

When all the checks and tests were done Sam Brown released the brakes and pushed the four throttles forward. The big jet started to roll slowly and built up speed as it went down the runway. John, Abby, and Deanna squealed with delight as the wheels left the runway, and they heard the wheels clunk up into the fuselage. They were going to someplace they had never been. Flying across the ocean, and then they could play in the ocean at the beach. This was extremely exciting for three kids that had been restricted to the inside of their house in the city just a few days ago.

The 747 climbed quicker today than a lot of 747s normally do. It was loaded fairly light, because the group of people was comparatively small, for a 747. The fuel load was heavy; to allow the airplane to fly nonstop to their destination, but the few people on board had all packed light.

When the plane reached the desired flight level, the pilot came on the planes intercom and welcomed everyone aboard to Turner Airlines Flight WC to Honolulu. Just as everyone wondered what flight WC stood for Sam explained. "I'm calling this flight WC, because I understand y'all are going to Hawaii to crash a wedding that you didn't know about yesterday morning, and weren't officially invited to, by all of the parties involved."

Everyone had a good laugh at that, and the captain turned the intercom over to Jimmy and the flight attendants.

The lead flight attendant made the usual boring safety announcement and then Jimmy stood up to speak. He told everyone about the Turner Air smoking policy and the available smoking area on the left wing. Then he came to the big difference in this airline and most others.

Jimmy proceeded to announce: "Because I know that all of you are used to a little different lifestyle than most, I think you'll be pleased to know that our new CEO, Dr. Marshall Mitchel, has established a new dress code for passengers on any Turner aircraft. This includes all Turner employees as well as our guests." Jimmy paused a moment for effect. "From this flight on, clothing will be optional once a Turner Aircraft is wheels off the ground."

"I would like to caution that everyone on this ship has signed a confidentiality agreement. Turner employees know that if they talk about anything they see or hear on any Turner flight, they will be subject to dismissal, and may find themselves taken to some obscure corner of the nicely rounded planet earth, and abandoned, possibly from 30+ thousand feet."

The Morrison group laughed but the Turner employees knew better. The Turner Security company took things like confidentiality very serious. And they wouldn't put it beyond possibility. None of them were going to spill Turner secrets.

Jimmy paused through the laughter, and then continued. "If anyone has the urge to remove your clothes, please feel free to do so. There are cabinets full of towels for you to sit on in all areas of this plane."

"You'll also be happy to learn that my resort manager Leyanni Lei is not a big fan of textiles. Although the resort is clothing optional she encourages all visitors to enjoy the nudist lifestyle."

Jimmy switched gears a little and began to do introductions again. Some of the passengers had not been at the Morrison's house when Marsh had done the first round, so Jimmy started over.

"For those of you who didn't get the first round of introductions, I'd like to start over. First I'll introduce myself and the members of my family and staff."

"My name is Dr. James Turner. I prefer to be called Jimmy. I am still a licensed physician, in this state and a few others, but it's been a long time since I regularly practiced my art. I still keep up with the practice of Emergency Medicine, because my business puts my people at higher risk some times for injuries. The last time I sewed up a laceration....Hey kids that's a big word for a cut, and I closed a big one on our new CEO, not long ago. He's doing just fine, and he's flying some people you know to Hawaii, as we are. He told me we might see them somewhere over the ocean."

"A little less than a week ago I officially retired from the companies I started, and Dr. Marshall Mitchel took over for me. Dr. Mitchel is a lot like me, only younger. He likes to be called Marsh, and he's a really great guy. Marsh and I have been friends for about two years, and I personally picked him for my job. You'll like Marsh."

"John, Deana, and Abby, will you please come up to the front with me." Jimmy sat down on the floor, and asked the children to join him, as he sat crossed legged at their level.

"This nice lady is Sherri Wellborn. She is one of the flight attendants on the flight with us. I'd like you three to take Sherri down stairs and see if she can hook you up with some things to do in the kids lounge; will you do that for me?"

John stood up first. "I think we can handle that Dr. Turner," he said in as professional a voice as he could. "Deana, Abby, Mrs. Wellborn, would you all come with me please?"

Sherri had a hard time stifling her laughter as she replied. "I'm pretty sure we can do that John, but I just heard Dr. Turner ask you to call him Jimmy, and I would really like you to call me Sherri, OK?"

"Oooo Kaaay," John responded. "But my mom and dad taught us to show respect, and it's going to be hard at first not to use Mr. and Mrs. and Dr."

"Well if it helps, John," Sherri said. "I'm not married, so I'm not a Mrs. yet anyway. You and your sisters can just call me Sherri. I like my name, don't you like yours?"

John was quick to reply. "Sure I do, Sherri, but I'm just a kid. I need to respect my elders."

Trish had gotten down on the floor with Jimmy and the children. Now she spoke to them; "And John, You are doing a super job of being respectful. I'm very impressed. Your mom and dad should be proud of you and they should feel good about themselves. They have done a really good job. Being a parent is not always easy, but they have really done a good job."

Jeff and Tina beamed. They were a little embarrassed about the compliments, but they were sure proud, rightly, at the way their children were acting, especially John at this minute. John had stopped to answer the adults that had spoken to him. Now he headed to the top of the stairs, and paused to make sure Sherri, Deana, and Abby were following him.

Jimmy hopped back up to his feet like a teenager, not at all like a seventy four year old man. He reached out his hand and helped Trish get up, too. Not that Trish actually needed his help, but it made Jimmy look good, to be helping the beautiful young lady.

Trish sat back down in her seat, and Jimmy started giving a little introductory monolog. "I want to welcome y'all onboard the Turner Air Boeing 747. I bought this plane new, from Boeing, when another customer went out of business while it was still in production. I had the interior designed and built to my specifications. I really like this aircraft, and I hope y'all will enjoy your trip. If there's anything you need, please ask one of the flight attendants, Trish, or myself. Rick also knows his way around this plane.

I want all of you to know all of us, so I'll start by introducing everyone from the Turner family. The beautiful young lady, who has been helping me today, is my daughter, Patricia Turner. From the day Trish was born until just recently, Trish and I and the rest of the world, thought she was my niece.

After my sister died Trish's life was turned into a living hell by the man that we all thought was her father. I'm going to truncate this story and just skip over the history. Marsh went to my information guru, and found out that Trish was in fact my niece, but also my daughter. Think what you will of me, but I had loved and tried to take care of Trish and my sister. Her good for nothing SOB husband was abusive to both my sister and to Trish."

My sister developed breast cancer which spread to her lungs, bones, and then to her brain. She died when Trish was ten. My brother-in-law began to abuse Trish when she was eleven, got her pregnant when she was twelve, and died before she was thirteen. I adopted Trish and tried to be her uncle, her mother, and her father."

"When Marsh came to town there were some unusual things he saw, and he called Rick to find out some answers. Rick had done DNA testing on me, Trish, and Becca. We were all a match to each other. Trish, I'm proud to say, is my daughter."

"When Trish got pregnant at twelve years old, her twin babies were put up for adoption by the state child protective services. One went to a couple in California and the other, Becca went to a couple from Vermont."

Jimmy took a deep breath and continued. "Becca's twin sister met and married a young doctor from southern California named Marshall Mitchel. They had a daughter and were quite happy, until Becky and Elise were killed by a drunk driver, four years ago. Marsh was devastated, and went into seclusion, for a while. He put all the pieces together when I introduced him to Becca. Tomorrow Marsh is going to marry his first wife's twin sister, and I couldn't be happier. Oh yeah, I was there when Marsh asked her, and Becca gave him an enthusiastic YES!"

"Sitting next to Trish is my little sister, Jennifer Turner. Jenni and I were separated when I was sent to Vietnam. When I came back from that God awful hell hole, my mother and brother had moved her to California, and I was unable to reconnect until a short time ago."

"Next to Jenni, is Marsh's friend and med school classmate, Dr. Susan Davies. Sue came to work for Marsh recently, and is going to be the medical director for Turner Inc. Her specialty is OB/GYN, but she's a pretty versatile lady, and a great asset to our medical team."

"A few minutes ago I mentioned Rick. Rick Jamison was a Marine that I had the misfortune of having to patch up in my MASH unit in the Vietnamese jungle. He shipped home at the same time I did, and when I went into business Rick became my most trusted employee. Rick has become part of my family. We won't let him leave now. Marsh already depends on Rick, and has adopted Rick into the family as well."

"The beautiful little lady next to Rick is Marsh's ranch manager, Marguarita Rosario. Mita was born in Mexico, and moved to California when she was a bit younger than she is today. I've been told she was in the Mitchel home when Marsh came home from the hospital the very first time. She has worked for the Mitchel family ever since."

"Marguarita is a fantastic cook. I've been told you don't want to anger her, though. She can turn into a wild cat. I have never experienced that, and I hope never to do so. Marguarita moved here a short time ago to help make sure Marsh gets enough to eat, and to keep track of the maintenance of his house and whatever else she can take over. I fully expect to be an unnecessary fixture around my ranch in a week or two."

Everyone laughed, and Sue added: "Now Jimmy I'm still gonna want some of your parts at least. I don't think they'll be any good without all of you, so you are NOT going to be obsolete any time soon." Everyone laughed again, and Jimmy blushed.

When the laughter died down, Jimmy continued. "Our second flight attendant, this beautiful lady beside me, is Lucy Cole. She knows this airplane from top to bottom, front to back. Like Sherri, Lucy is Miss Cole, but prefers to be called Lucy."
Jimmy paused for a moment again, and then started to speak again. "Now I'd like my family and friends to come up and stand with me as I try something new. I'm going to try to introduce all of the rest of you. As I introduce you please at least wave to us so my family knows who you are."

"If I'm as smart as I think I am," Jimmy began. "The young lady in the first seat in the second row is Ashley Brennan. Ashley is the primary member of her side of the housekeeping crew. Next to Ashley are Sara Green, a member of her staff, and then Paul Brennan, Ashley's brother, and another of their crew."

"In the next row I believe is Ken and Amy White, along with their children, Brian, Andy, and Angela. They are friends of the Morrisons, and met through Ken's sister, officer Shelly White. Shelly is one of the police officers assigned to a security detail protecting a couple of young ladies that have the misfortune to be on a mob hit list."

"Behind the Whites, are Tony, Patty, Beth, and Barbie Williams. Patty is Tony's wife and Beth and Barbie are his sisters. Together they are the grounds keepers, or more appropriately the landscape artists that keep the Morrison estate beautiful. May I say, I think you are doing a great job? The aesthetics around the estate have improved a lot since y'all took over. I should know, I fly over the estate several times a week."

"Next I see Sargent Ted Johnson, and his beautiful wife Marion. Ted is the police sergeant in charge of the Powell/Lindquist/Simpson detail. Next to Marion is Officer Mary Davis. Mary is another member of that team. Beside Mary is Dan's chauffer, and a friend of the family, Joe Bailey. Joe drives for Dan's company during regular business hours, and does standup comedy at night. I've heard Joe perform, and he's good."

On the other side of Joe Bailey is a young lady named Sue Taylor. Sue knows our neighborhood better than most. She works many hours delivering food from the market and pizza for a local joint.

"Next we have Debbie Brown, her mother Heidi Brown, and her father Gus Brown. Joe Newton is, I believe, Debbie's boyfriend, and Abby Brown is her cousin. Debbie and Gus are the owners of the other half of the housekeeping crew. As I understand it, Debbie and Ashley are at the Morrison estate on a daily basis, and the rest of their crews are on call for events. The Morrisons do like to throw parties."

"Back on the couch, are Jeff and Tina Simpson. They are the couple responsible for the very well behaved children that went downstairs with Sherri. Jeff was employed by the man that was responsible for the mistreatment of Terri and Hanna. He put himself in jeopardy to help the girls get away from the abuse, and helped the police department collect the first bit of evidence that provided access to the search warrants that led to the arrest of the men responsible for that problem."

"I'd like to thank Jeff for helping and let y'all know that without Jeff's help, and Dan's initial intervention my company probably wouldn't be involved right now. Since we have entered the picture, we've uncovered a host of issues, and with our size and resources, we are going to be able to help Ted Johnson make some major changes in the police department, (that he doesn't know about yet) and at city hall."

"I have some friends in the county and state governments and high level federal contacts, in departments with three letter names. My new partner is currently a law enforcement officer in another state, and will be a sworn peace officer in this state soon enough."

"Some of you know Marsh already. The rest of you will probably meet him tonight or tomorrow. He's on his way in the other plane, transporting the Thompson family, as we speak."

"I want to let you go explore the 747 and enjoy the rest of your trip. There are six bedrooms on the lower floor. Since we have children on-board, please be discrete as you join or renew your membership in the mile high club. As I said in the beginning, it's ok to be nude if you want to."

"If any of you have questions now or at any time during our flight, please speak up. One of us is bound to have an answer, and maybe even a correct one."

Jimmy paused, and then he and the Turner family moved around in the cabin and began several conversations with members of the Morrison staff and their friends.

Ted and Mary quickly moved over to Jimmy, "May we have a word with you Jimmy?" Ted asked.

"Yes, of course," Jimmy replied as he held out his hand and shook hands with both police officers.

"Privately?" Ted inquired.

"On one condition," Jimmy smiled and said, "I want Rick to join us. He's my intelligence officer."

"Oh, of course," Ted agreed.

Jimmy led the way into an office and for the next hour Jimmy and Rick shared some information with Ted and Mary that wasn't previously known by the police department. Ted and Mary asked questions and Jimmy and Rick did their best to answer them. In addition, Rick swore Ted and Mary to secrecy before he told them their Chief of Police was connected to Harold Gordon and he had the proof. Rick assured Ted and Mary the information would be given to them at the appropriate time.

Jimmy was quick to add, "We've already forwarded the evidence to the State Attorney General, the Governor and the State Police Headquarters. What we know right now is, within a week, there's going to be a major shake-up in your police department."

"That being said," Jimmy continued, "Ted, Mary, we've run a thorough security check on you and the other two officers stationed at the Morrisons and all of you come back squeaky clean. I'm telling you this because in our recommendations, we have named all of you to administrative positions. Ted, we feel you'll do an excellent job as the new Chief of Police. I'm going to finish this by saying, if any of you are unhappy in your current position; I know Marsh has some openings for committed officers."

"This is not a business trip," Jimmy added, "Let's go and have fun. I believe both of you can think of something to do, other than police work."

All four of them stood up and shook hands before they left the office and joined the others.

**********

Tina Simpson got up and headed down to check on her children. Andy White followed close behind her. When they arrived they found them in a small board room that Jimmy had asked the flight attendants to turn into a play-room for the kids. They had all kinds of art supplies. A game console and an 80 inch TV with more movies than they could watch in the time for three trips to Hawaii and back.

When Tina and Andy walked in, John got up and gave his mother a hug. "Mom, can we get a room like this at our house? Abby and Deana, could move in together like they used to be, and we could turn one room into one like this."

Tina couldn't help but laugh. When she could, she replied, "John honey, your mom and dad would love to give you something like this, but it's not in the budget any time soon. We need to pay our bills, and buy groceries for you to eat. The Turner Company has a little more money than your mom and dad. Besides which, you just moved to a house with a big back yard, and a woods full of creatures. You need to get out and explore that."

Sue Davies had followed Tina to the play room. She sat at the big table and said, "John, I bet if you talk to Uncle Marsh, he would tell some of his friends to help you explore your back woods. He has some guys and girls that are in your neighborhood all the time anyway."

"Really?" John asked excitedly. "Wait, who's Uncle Marsh. I don't think I have an Uncle Marsh."

"I'll tell you what, John," Sue replied. "When we get to Hawaii, I'll introduce you to Uncle Marsh. You'll like him a lot. I heard he has a really cool boat in Hawaii, and I'll bet he'll take you and your sisters for a fast ride out in the ocean, if you want one. I've known Uncle Marsh for a long time, and I know he likes kids."

"Does Uncle Marsh have any kids?" John asked.

"He used to have a little girl. She got killed in a car accident. Now he doesn't have any children, but he loves kids, and I think he's gonna like you a lot. He especially likes well-mannered kids, and you are one of those." Sue told him.

John's face clouded up a little as he replied, "I'm sorry his little girl got killed. How old was she?"

"She was seven years old." Sue told him. "She and her mommy were hit by a drunk driver. They both died, and Uncle Marsh was really sad for a long time. Don't ever drink and drive, John. I know you have a few years till you get your license to drive, but don't ever do it, OK."

"Is Uncle Marsh happy now?" Deana had stopped playing and had walked over next to her mother.

Sue smiled at Deana and said, "Uncle Marsh is very happy now. He still misses his wife and his little girl, but he has a new girlfriend. As a matter of fact, Uncle Marsh is going to marry his new girlfriend tomorrow, and you are all invited to come to the wedding. Do you think you'll like that? It's going to be a lot of fun. They're going to have a big party right after the wedding."

"A party like we have at the Morrison's house? "With a DJ, and food and all that stuff?" Abby was here and involved now.

"I haven't been to any parties at the Morrison's house, Abby. But there will be a lot of food, and music, and dancing, and just a lot of fun!" Sue passed her enthusiasm to the children. "I bet there will be a lot of fruits and goodies that you've never even seen. Hawaii has a lot of food we don't have where we live."

John looked at his mother, then back at Sue. "Will they have some fresh pineapples? I had fresh pineapple once, and it was really good."

"I bet there will be a lot of fresh pineapple, and bananas, and papayas and mangos, and stuff I've never heard of, too." Sue was really talking up the fresh fruits, knowing that the kids would like them and that they would be good for them.

John and Andy wandered away from the adults and both of them got into a video game. John was pretty good, but Andy was better. He knew what to do though, to let John win about half the time, and John really liked playing with Andy. Andy was a challenge, unlike Abby and Deana, who John beat every time. He wasn't as good at letting his sisters win.

Sherri looked at Sue and said, "Jimmy told us you were a gynecologist. You sure are good with kids. You ought to be a pediatrician. These kids love the way you are talking to them."

"I'll second that motion." Tina inserted. By the way Sue, are you setting up an office around home? I think I'd like to visit you."

Sue turned to Tina. "Marsh has got me setting up an urgent care practice over at his corporate headquarters. I'll be splitting my time between my OB/GYN practice and the urgent care. If you want to see me I'll be happy to do that, and you can bring the children to the urgent care as well. Marsh and Jimmy will probably take some shifts there till we get all the doctors we need lined up. Keep in touch."

"That sounds really great," Sherri said. "I've wanted to find a good doctor since I moved here, too. The one I picked out of the phonebook turned out to be a real sleaze-ball. I decided I'd go without a doctor before I'd go back to him."

The kids went back to playing and Sherri, Tina, and Sue kept a friendly conversation going.

**********

Once they came out of the office, Ted and Mary walked over to Marion and Joe who were sitting together, talking. Mary sat down on Joe, facing him, with her legs on the outside of his legs and said, "You know, I'm not wearing panties."

Joe looked up at Mary while Ted and Marion laughed. Mary pulled her skirt up to her waist and bared her bald pussy. Mary pretended to be coy when she said, "Oh Mr. Bailey, I didn't bring any panties with me on this trip. I hope you don't mind."

"Oh I don't mind at all young lady," Joe replied, "It's evident to me you were a bad girl when you were growing up. You didn't listen to your mother when she told you to make sure you always wear clean panties in case you're in an accident. If you want me to, I can help you take off your blouse and skirt."

Joe reached up and unbuttoned Mary's blouse and Mary shrugged it off. Joe immediately unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt and that too was off Mary's body almost instantly. Mary cooed, "Now that I'm naked, I think we should search out one of those bedrooms. Ted, Marion do you want to come with us? We could make this trip interesting."

Marion leaned down and planted a kiss in Mary's lips before she pulled back saying, "I thought you'd never ask."

Marion pulled her tank top over her head and unbuttoned her shorts. With a little downward push and some side to side hip action, Marion was also naked. Jimmy looked at the two naked females before saying, "WOW, now I know why Dan Morrison is a very happy man. I think I'll have to invite myself over for coffee some Saturday or Sunday morning. That way I could sit with him and enjoy the beautiful view." Without further delay all the ladies from the Morrison estate stood up and in a flurry of activity, removed their clothes.

Although Jimmy had been a doctor for a long time, he still appreciated watching each lady strip away each article of clothing until she was completely naked. As he was watching, his cell phone rang. Jimmy got up and walked a little way toward the front, to take the call. Caller ID said it was Leyanni.

"Good afternoon, beautiful. This is Jimmy, and I'm delighted to hear from you. How can I help you this afternoon, Leyanni?" Jimmy's voice seemed to light up as he talked to the Hawaiian Goddess. Leyanni was one of Jimmy's favorite employees. Her mother had worked for Jimmy as well. Leyanna Lau had been a care taker for Jimmy at his home in Hawaii before he bought the resort. She still lived in that house, and kept it spotless, for any time Jimmy came over to stay there.

"I need some numbers, Uncle Jimmy," Leyanni replied. It's good to hear your voice, and I'm really glad you're coming to see me. I told Mama you were coming and I think she almost had a stroke, she was so happy."

"You need numbers?" Jimmy asked. Like two, thirteen, thirty one, and such?" Jimmy teased.

"Uncle Jimmy," Leyanni whined. "Not like that. I need the names of everyone on your airplane, and I need their shoe sizes."

"Wait... You need everyone's shoe size? What on earth do you need those for?" Jimmy queried. "Are we all going bowling or something?"

"No, Uncle Jimmy, we're not going bowling. We are going to a wedding though. I'm getting te pāreu for everyone and sandals alike for everyone. That's why I need the sizes. The te pāreu are one size fits all, well most, anyway, but the sandals don't work quite like that."

"OK, sweetheart," Jimmy acquiesced. "I'll get you the shoe sizes. By the way, who's paying for all of these te pāreu and sandals that you're buying?"

"Well, since you aren't the boss anymore, I guess it's the new boss, Marsh." He said to comp. the Morrisons for the weekend, and he is going to take part in this little event, so if you have a problem with it, you better just talk to my new boss." Leyanni was using her sweetest snotty little brat voice.

Jimmy sighed in resignation. "Oooo Kaaay. I guess I shoulda known better than to ask you such a stupid question. You always know what's going on before I do. It's a good thing you love me and know that I love you too, baby doll. I can't wait to feast my eyes on your beauty. I'll get you the numbers. Will there be anything else?" he asked.

"Not right now Uncle Jimmy." Leyanni was her usual sweet self again. "I'll call you again if I think of anything. I'm looking forward to seeing you, too. Bye for now."

Jimmy shook his head, as he put his phone down. Leyanni was actually not his niece; she was his cousin's daughter. Jimmy couldn't have loved her any more if she had been his own.

Jimmy's cousin had been killed in a covert op. in South America. Nobody was supposed to know about it, but the CIA had sent a SEAL team into Colombia, and the op. had been compromised. Jimmy had gotten a very small amount of information, through his network, which the main stream media had never gotten hold of. Jimmy had hired Leyanni to run his resort, and had not regretted it for a minute.

**********

Ted, Marion, Mary and Joe walked over to the stairs and disappeared while Jimmy was on the phone.

Tony, Patty and Shelly were talking quietly before they joined hands and headed downstairs to one of the bedrooms.

Sue, Ashley, Paul, Sarah, Debbie, Joe and Abby sat in the lounge for about fifteen minutes talking between themselves before they decided to go together and find a bedroom.

Trish, Gus and Heidi, chose to sit in the upstairs couches, and have a general discussion about anything and everything.

Angela stood nervously to one side and watched Jimmy talk on his phone. Her father, mother and brother had disappeared down the stairs.

Beth and Barbie walked over to Angela and asked her what she was going to do and Angela replied, "I want to see if Jimmy would like to help me join the mile high club. Do you see that lump in his shorts? I don't know if he would be interested but I'm going to ask."

"Do you or would you mind if we stayed with you? I think we can make it very interesting for him if the three of us stayed together." Barbie asked.

"With a huge grin on her face Angela replied, "Absolutely not! I think the three of us can have some fun even if Jimmy doesn't want to go with us. However, I hope he does because I want a cock in my pussy so I can be a member of the mile high club."

Immediately after Jimmy took his phone away from his ear Angela said, "Come on, it's now or never."

The three young ladies walked over to Jimmy and Angela spoke up immediately, "Sir, ummm ... Jimmy ... ummm, I'd like to know ... well, we'd like to know if ...."

"Just say what you want." Jimmy interrupted her.

"I saw the lump in your shorts and I'd love to have you take me on a trip to the mile high club. Barbie and Beth want to come along and become members also."

Jimmy paused and looked at the three naked young ladies standing before him. He could see the anticipation in their faces but he wasn't a spring chicken anymore so he said, "Oh lordy, are the three of you offering me what I think you're offering?"

Angela reached out and stroked Jimmy's cock through his shorts before saying, "If you think we want this nice hard cock inside each of us, then you'd be thinking right."

"Ladies, I'm honored by the offer, but there are younger men on this plane who are just as able to take you on a trip to the mile high club." Jimmy replied.

"But I don't believe they are as experienced as you would be. Personally sir, I prefer an older man. One who knows what a lady wants and needs. I believe you are that type of man." Angela said with a smile.

Jimmy stared at the three young naked females with bronze tans and no tan lines and contemplated his death. As his life passed before his eyes, the realization hit that he would die a happy man if that's what was in the cards for him. With a huge smile on his face Jimmy finally said, "I said there were six bedrooms downstairs but there's also a master suite at the end of the hall. I keep that door locked. If the three of you can wait for me to take care of some business, I'll do my best to fulfill your dreams.

All three girls smiled and it was Beth and Barbie who spoke in unison saying, "Yes sir, we will wait sir."

Jenni had brought a book that she had wanted to read for quite a while. Now was the perfect time, so she had reclined her seat, put her feet up and was enjoying some good reading. When her brother sat in the seat next to her, she finished the paragraph she was in the middle of and then turned to look at him.

"May I help you with something big brother?" she asked. She could tell by the look on his face that he wanted something, so she gave him the opportunity to give her a task.
"My dearest little sister," Jimmy began. "However did you guess?"

"Cut the bull shit, bro!" Jenni interrupted. "We both know you didn't sit down here to have a chat. I may be the younger sister, but I wasn't born last night, or even last week. I can tell when my big brother needs his little sister. Now spill! I can't help you if you won't tell me what you need."

"Hmmm," Jimmy mused. "Now you've gone and made me forget what I came here for. See what you did. You're gonna get your big brother in trouble if I can't remember what Leyanni wanted. Oh no! Whatever will I do?"

"If it had been anyone else, I may even believe they forgot what they were going to say but since it's you, spit is out or let me get back to my book, I'm in a part that needs my undivided attention." Jenni hurried him along.

"Ok, but you might not like my request; it's going to require you to be away from your book for a few minutes longer."

"What do you need me to do Jimmy?" Jenni asked with a sigh of exasperation.

"Leyanni called and said she needed everyone's shoe size and she needs the sizes soon so she can order sandals for everyone for the wedding tomorrow." Jimmy stated, "That means I need you to find everyone on the plane including the pilot, co-pilot, and flight attendants and ask their shoe size."

Jimmy looked towards Angela, Barbie and Beth and Jenni turned her head to follow Jimmy's gaze. She smiled to herself before she said, "Bro, are you sure you're not bitin' off more than you can handle? Remember the only other doctor on this plane is a gynecologist and you ain't got what she works on. If you're determined to be busy for a while, write Leyanni's phone number on a piece of paper with the shoe sizes for all four of you before you leave, I'll take care of the rest."

Jimmy walked into his office and pulled out a pad a paper and did as his sister instructed. He handed her the pen and the paper and with a smile, he turned and asked, "Are the three of you ready for that adventure?"

Jenni stood up and said, "Bring my brother back in one piece please. For some reason, I still love that old lunk."

Jenni collected everyone's shoe size and made the call back to Leyanni within twenty minutes. The only reason it took her so long is twice she had to wait for participants in the mile high club to finish screaming.

Jimmy unlocked the door to his personal suite and stood aside for all three girls to enter. The suite was lavishly furnished and to the side was a California king sized bed. Angela turned to Jimmy and threw herself in his arms and immediately started kissing him. Beth fell to her knees and reached between them and unbuckled Jimmy's shorts and in one swift motion; Jimmy was naked below the waist. His cock bounced a couple of times before Beth caught it with her hand and guided it towards her warm wet mouth.

Jimmy broke the kiss with Angela long enough to say, "Jeepers creepers, I think we'd better move to the bed before this gets serious."

Jimmy reached down and helped Beth to her feet only to have Angela and Beth remove his shirt. Naked, all four of them walked over to the bed. Angela quickly crawled up on the bed and spread her legs. "Doctor, I need you to take care of me. You can do anything to me you want to."

"I'm going to rock your world or die trying." He replied.

"You ain't dying on this trip. We have a wedding to crash and the three of us want you to induct us into the mile high club." Barbie stated.

"Which one of you is going to be first? We'll have to work on second and third when the time comes." Jimmy asked with a smile.

Barbie spoke up saying, "Angela can go first, it was her idea." Beth rapidly agreed.

Jimmy leaned over and kissed both Barbie and Beth then turned his attention to Angela. She opened her arms and her legs and Jimmy sat on his heels looking at the beautiful naked young lady before him. He savored the view before he leaned over and placed a hand on either side of her, near her shoulders, and kissed Angela gently on the lips. Slowly he worked his way down her body and hesitated when he reached her nipples.

Meanwhile Barbie and Beth lay beside Angela and their hands explored each other's body as they kissed passionately. Their actions didn't go unnoticed by Jimmy. He'd always loved to see two ladies locked in passion.

Jimmy continued his exploration down Angela's body until he reached her pubic mound. He sat up a little and worked his hands under her thighs and lifted her legs, with Angela's assistance, until her bald most private area was spread wide open for Jimmy's viewing pleasure. Jimmy alternated kissing first the inner side of one thigh and then the other. As he moved closer to Angela's totally exposed pussy, he paused in the middle to puff a small burst of air on her exposed clit. Angela quietly moaned with anticipation of the moment his lips would come in contact with her lower lips.

Then came the moment, Jimmy paused, extended his tongue and brushed the tip across Angela's clit. Angela went wild and bucked her hips upwards in an attempt to continue the contact at the same time she screamed, "OH MY GOD! THAT'S WHAT I WANT!"

Instead of giving Angela what she wanted, Jimmy started planting light kisses on her inner thighs again. By the fourth or fifth kiss, Angela was begging Jimmy to lick her clit. With ragged breaths, she pleaded with Jimmy. There were real tears of joy running down the sides of her head.

Jimmy played with her emotions for a few seconds longer before he finally gave in to her pleadings and attacked her clit like no man had ever done. At the same time he slipped his middle finger into her sopping wet love tunnel and after a few pumping motions he crooked his finger upwards and found that little rough area known as a "G" spot.

When he first touched Angela's "G" spot her hips came off the bed and Jimmy had a hard time maintaining contact with her clit. Angela's hips were in constant motion as her first orgasm engulfed her body and sent her over the edge into never never land. Although it was hard to do, Jimmy moved with her and continued to stimulate her.

Finally, Angela put her hands on Jimmy's forehead and begged him to stop, claiming she was too sensitive down there for him to continue. Jimmy knew every flick of his tongue across her clit sent shock waves through her body.

When he stopped and looked up, Angela saw his face was coated with her juices. They smiled at each other and Angela pulled Jimmy up so she could kiss him. As they kissed, his cock bumped against her pussy. Angela reached between them and gently guided his cock into her waiting pussy. Jimmy pushed forward slowly and felt the heat of Angela's body surround his penetrating tool.

Angela pushed her head back and gave out a guttural groan as the last of Jimmy's cock sank deep inside her. Jimmy had been inside tight pussys before but this one was very tight. He normally had plenty of stamina but in this case he knew if he moved too much he would blow his load and the other two young ladies would be disappointed. So he stayed buried deep inside Angela and just moved his hips and twitched his cock.

When the feeling of cumming dissipated a little Jimmy moved in and out of Angela slowly for a few minutes. "I think Beth and Barbie better decide which one of them are going to be next so all three of you can get a ride on this pony before it explodes. At my age, there is a long time between hard-ons and I want to make sure each of you is satisfied on the first go around."

Barbie and Beth challenged each other to an old fashioned game of rock, paper, scissors and Beth won. "That's ok Barbie, you can move over here next to me and I'll make sure you are well taken care of while Beth is taken care of. Jimmy thank you so much for making me a member of the mile high club. If we have more time, the invitation is an open one for you to come back and enjoy some more of me." Angela stated.

Jimmy pulled out of Angela's sweet pussy and moved over to Beth to repeat the same performance he bestowed upon Angela. It wasn't long before Beth was screaming in orgasm after already being played with by her sister.

Actually, Jimmy preformed magnificently, for a man his age, twice more before he flopped over on his back and as agreed upon, Angela and Beth were right there to suck and swallow his cum as it shot out of his cock. Angela was the last one to capture Jimmy's mushroom cockhead and drained him dry.

All four of them relaxed on the bed and during their quiet conversation all three girls asked Jimmy if he would be interested in making love to them again. "Girls, I'm honored that you would want to have an old guy like me make love to you in the first place. I'm not so sure having all three of you at once would be good for me, but individually, I'd be happy to make love to you."

"I have a very large house all to myself, near the Morrison estate, if you want to come and visit me, I'd sure welcome you. If you're comfortable being nude, you won't have to wear anything when you come to my house." Soon the conversation died out and all four of them drifted off into lala land.

**********

In the bedroom where Ted, Marion, Joe and Mary ended up, each one of them were now proud members of the mile high club.

When they first arrived in the room Marion asked Mary to make love to her. Mary smiled and took Marion's hand and walked over to the large bed. They started by kissing. Ted walked over to one side of the bed and sat down and Joe followed his lead and sat down on the other side. They watched both women passionately kiss each other and allow their hands to roam over each other's body.

They moved up into the 69 position in center of the bed with Mary on the bottom and Marion on top. Both guys watched carefully as each woman experienced a few orgasms each before Marion moved around to face Mary. They kissed for a few more minutes before Mary asked, "May I make love to Ted?"

Marion smiled and replied, "I think Ted would love that, but you know the rules, you have to ask him."

Mary looked between Joe and Ted before she said, "Joe, I hope you don't mind, Ted would you be interested in trying to make me scream with that big cock of yours?"

"Mary I'm surprised you aren't sitting on it already. Of course you can have a free ride."

Marion who is normally shy moved over next to Joe saying, "It looks like if we are going to join the mile high club, we're going to have to help each other. Are you up to pushing that nice cock into my pussy?"

Joe looked at Marion a few seconds and then looked at Mary who was already positioning herself over Ted's cock, before he said, "I can't believe it, I've lived through a long dry spell without any sexual activity, except my hand, now suddenly I'm overwhelmed with women who want some. Of course Marion, with a body like yours, I'll make love you every day of the week and a few more times over the weekends."

"You better save some of that for me," Mary warned. "I'm not giving up on you; I'm just enjoying the spice of life, as you should be."

"Oh no offense taken Mary," Joe started, "I'm just amazed how laid back everyone is about having sex. I've never been exposed to all this kind of behavior; however I'm learning to accept it for what it is."

Marion aligned Joe's cock with her open pussy before she slowly began to lower herself. Joe reached up and massaged Marion's "C" cup breasts. Immediately her pencil eraser sized nipples stood out at attention and Joe couldn't resist rolling them between his thumbs and index fingers. Marion sat down on Joe's cock and rotated her hips as she moaned in pleasure.

Mary looked down at her boss and said, "You know Ted, you are a big prick, oops .... I mean you have a big prick. It feels great in my pussy."

Ted smiled up at Mary saying, "I love fucking with my officers, oh... I mean fucking my officers.

Over the course of the next two hours, all of the adult passengers onboard the 747, Joined or renewed their membership in the mile high club. The Simpson children and Andy White had enough things to do, that they never had a chance to get bored.

Early in the flight, Ashley and Debbie asked Lucy to show them where to find bed linens, and offered to lend their housekeeping skill to the Turner crew, to keep the beds fresh and the rooms in order for everyone to enjoy. They were told they didn't need to be working this weekend, they should just enjoy themselves. They insisted that a light housekeeping schedule here on the plane was a small inconvenience considering they were all going to Hawaii and eating for the entire weekend on the Turner Company's dime.

Lucy showed them where all the linens were kept, and where there were cleaning supplies and both crews gladly kept up with the freshness of the bedrooms.

The 747 had a nice galley, and one of the features Jimmy had had installed was a good sized pizza oven. For this trip he had asked Ginny, from The Hole, to send up a couple dozen unbaked pizzas and several kinds of salad.

When Jimmy had called Marguarita to invite her along on the trip, she had asked if she could help with the food, so Jimmy had tasked her to bake the pizzas and prep the salads for their evening meal.

Marguarita had propositioned Brian White early in the flight, and both Brian and Marguarita were very well satisfied with the results. When she and Brian left the bedroom, Marguarita asked Rick and Heidi to help her in the galley. They were joined by Lucy and Amy White, and the preparation of the premade pizzas and salads was a breeze. Marguarita had enough help that she had plenty of time to mix up some pie dough, and bake several strawberry-rhubarb pies; to go with the pies that Ginny had sent. Those also were made without baking them at The Hole, and Marguarita baked them in the ovens in the 747 galley.

You might guess that with fresh baked pizza, fresh salads, fresh baked pies, and several flavors of ice cream, nobody went hungry on the large Turner aircraft, on the way to Hawaii. You would be correct.

When most of the passengers and Turner staff were finished or nearly there-abouts, Jimmy saw John Simpson whispering to his sisters for a few minutes, after which he stood on one of the chairs in the dining room and called for everyone's attention. Tina was mortified at first. She and Jeff had no idea what was going on, and she tried desperately to get John to get down and shut-up. She shouldn't have worried.

When the room was quiet, John began his announcement: "My sisters and I want to take this opportunity to say thank you to Jimmy and his crew and his whole company. We'd like to include Miss Marguarita as well. We are having a lot of fun today, and we know you have made this possible. Marguarita, would you teach my mother how to make that strawberry whatever it is pie? That was really good. And Jimmy the rest of the food was good too. I know you didn't make it but you know who did, and we want you to tell them thank you."

"Miss Sherri, You and whoever helped you set up our playroom did a fantastic job. We have so much fun stuff to do, we will never run out."

"My sisters and I are just kids, but y'all have made us feel like we belong here and that's really a big deal to us. Thank you very much!"

John jumped down off the chair he was on, and he and his sisters went over to Jimmy and Marguarita, and gave them hugs and kisses. The room erupted in applause, and cheers. Tina and Jeff were speechless, and Tina had tears running down her cheeks. Never before in her life had she felt so proud. Her little boy was growing up, and certainly acting like a gentleman today.

Jimmy motioned for Tina and Jeff to come over where he stood with Marguarita and Rick. When they got over to him Jimmy had a huge smile on his face. "Those are some great kids," Jimmy told them. "That speaks to some very responsible parenting. If you two ever need anything, you call me. I'll help you in any way I can. Even with babysitting, for you to go out on a date once a week or so. Those children are welcome in my home anytime."

Tina had a hard time talking, but thanked Jimmy again for all he had done already. "I just wish I had been recording that on a video," Jeff said. "Those are the moments a parent wants to relive over and over."

Jimmy chuckled. "I guess I shouldn't tell you that the dining room is one of the rooms that have got video monitoring full time when it's in use."

"I'll have my A/V guys make you a copy of that boy's speech. You're absolutely right, that should be a proud moment for both of you."

"Oh my God, Jimmy!" Tina gasped "It's recorded? Oh Jimmy! That's... that's... incredible! We can have that on a disc or tape or something? Wow! This trip just keeps getting better all the time. We're going to owe you big time, forever! Oh Jimmy, can I kiss you?"

"Tina," Jimmy smiled at the pretty little lady in front of him. "You may kiss me now if you want to, and you may do it whenever you would like to in the future. You don't even need to ask."

Jimmy opened his arms, and Tina stepped into his warm embrace. They hugged for several seconds and Tina kissed him progressing from a short warm kiss, to a long hot tongue duel.

When they broke their kiss Jimmy leaned back and looked deeply into Tina's eyes. "You might want to be careful here young lady. A dirty old man like this one could get outta control and do things to you that he might get in trouble for."

Tina and Jeff both started to say something at the same time. Jeff deferred to his beautiful wife. "You are cordially invited to do whatever comes to mind, you dirty old man. I'm yours!" Tina offered.

When Tina paused Jeff spoke. "And anything she offers is just fine with her main squeeze. You are on the approved "friends with benefits" list with this husband, Jimmy. At or very near the top, I should add."

Jimmy and Tina walked out of the dining room, and John got up on the chair again. "OK, here's the deal," he began. "My sisters and I will be happy to do the clean-up here. We've cleared the table and washed the dishes at home, and this isn't much different. But since we're new to this airplane, and since we're just kids, we will need somebody to help us. Do I have any volunteers?"

The whole room broke into applause, and everybody said, "I'll help!" When the chorus of volunteers quieted down, everyone started to pick up something or put something away. The dining room and galley were cleaned up in record time, and everyone had a bunch of fun, helping everyone else.

John got up on his chair one more time. "Thank you all for helping us. We would have taken a lot longer without you. I say we should get back to playing or whatever y'all want to do. I bet some of you old people will need to take a nap, 'cause that's what my dad usually does after lunch when he's home. Y'all have fun now. I'm pretty sure I'm going to."

As John hopped down off of the chair, the room erupted in laughter again, and everyone filed out and went their various ways. In everybody's mind, this trip was already a winner, and looked like it was just going to get better.

**********

On the Gulfstream, Marsh was looking for the 747 on his laptop. Turner Security had a program with satellite links that kept track of any and all Turner aircraft that were in the air. Fixed wing, rotorcraft, and drones, if you had clearance, you could look up a specific aircraft, or switch to any of several screens that would give vital information on any and all of the above. You just had to decide who or what you wanted to see.

Marsh pulled up a screen with only the two planes that were going to Hawaii. According to the computer, the Gulfstream would catch the 747 in about half an hour. If they both maintained their present course and speed, the Gulfstream would pass about two hundred yards north of the 747, and about five hundred feet higher in altitude. Marsh expected that Becca and Todd would hear from the radar control center in about twenty minutes, advising them to be aware of the aircraft that they were closing in on.
Marsh was just a little surprised when Becca stood up and walked to his side. She watched his computer screen for a couple of minutes, and then she closed the laptop. She opened a cabinet and put the laptop away, then folded the small table/desk up and into its space. Next she picked up the remote control for the crew lounge recliner chair, and laid Marsh down in his seat. As the seat back lowered the foot rest came up and the seat turned into a bed.

Marsh watched his beautiful bride-to-be as she went about making him comfortable. When Becca had Marsh laid down, she unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his Wranglers, and pulled down the zipper. As she reached his waistband and began to pull down his jeans and his briefs, Marsh lifted his ass off the bed, and allowed her to take his pants off. He put his ass back down and lifted his feet when she needed him to do so.

When Marsh was naked, Becca bent down and kissed him warmly and then asked him if she could climb on top and if he would mind giving her her entrance exam for membership in the mile high club.

Marsh got up on his left elbow and said. "Under one condition."

"What's that?" Becca quickly asked.

"You're gonna have to take off that flight suit." Marsh was smiling at her, and Becca realized that she had tied the sleeves of her flight suit around her waist after she had exposed her breasts for Jake to play with earlier.

The flight suit was off in record time, and Becca was as naked as Marsh, and everyone else on the Gulfstream, as it was.

Marsh called up to Todd in the cockpit. "Todd, you feel comfortable flying this thing up to and close to the 747 when we get there?"

"Depends on how close you want me to get." Todd replied.

"Well get as close as you're comfortable with, match the big bird's speed and just fly in formation with them till we get caught up back here." Marsh instructed.

"You got it boss," Todd agreed. "I'm pretty sure I can handle that. Have fun!"

"I think that's a given, buddy." Marsh laughed.

Becca lay down sorta, kinda beside and on Marsh, and they kissed again as Becca reached down and stroked Marsh's cock.

Marsh looked deeply into the blue-green eyes that looked like pools that he wanted to dive into. "You know we're gonna have to keep the screaming down to a whisper, right?" he asked her. "We don't want to disturb our pilot's nap time."

Marsh and Becca both heard Todd laugh at Marsh's comment. "Or his radio communication," added Todd.

Marsh's cock was rock hard already and Becca's pussy was dripping wet. This was a first for her, and the excitement was almost unbearable. She rolled up onto Marsh and guided his cock home. He slipped all the way in to his balls without a bit of difficulty. Becca was very wet, and very hot.

As she usually did, Becca lay still for a little while just enjoying the fullness she felt with Marsh's hard cock buried deep in her hot center. Marsh basked in her hot tight muscles contracting around him.

Emily had seen Becca get up and move out of the co-pilot's seat, so she walked forward and carefully climbed into that vacancy. She and Todd talked about their good fortune and their plans for the next week. They had a lot of changes to make, in just a short time. They knew already that Marsh would give them all the time and assistance they needed, but they wanted to make the transition as quickly and smoothly as possible.

Becca's hips seemed to have a mind and control mechanism of their own. They started to move softly in a circular motion, again almost imperceptibly at first. Becca moaned softly, and kept her mouth on Marsh's to make sure all noises that she made were muffled.

Papa Victor and Mama Vicky had gone back to the aft berth, and closed the door. This was a new experience for them. They weren't sure about the ease of all the others in the Gulfstream with the nudity thing, but they were both willing to give it a try.

Marsh and Becca had no idea who was where, and at this point were beyond caring.

Todd got the call from the radar center, and assured the controller that he was aware of the "747 heavy" he was closing on. The controller replied, "Turner Air one, I figured since it was a Turner aircraft, you would be in communication and be aware. It's my job to make sure everybody is safe up there and didn't want to assume and then get in trouble."

"Affirmative Center." Todd replied. We're going to back our speed down a bit and fly formation with the big bird the rest of the way to HNL. We're all going to the same party."

The controller chuckled as he replied, "Give Leyanni a kiss for me, would ya. I need to get out there and see her again sometime soon."

"Roger that center." Todd replied. "I'll tell her you said hi! My wife is sitting here beside me so I'll have to be careful what I promise to do for you."

Emily was wearing the co-pilots head set, and keyed the mic. "He'll do just about anything he pleases when he gets there, but I've got to give it to him, he won't kiss and tell." She laughed.

"Y'all have a fun weekend Turner air one." Center out."

Becca paused and turned her face toward the cockpit. "He's former military, and works for us part time as a dispatcher." She explained. "Right about now he's trying to figure out who he was talking to. He knows most of our pilots, and you are a new voice to him. I bet he'll show up out at the resort before the weekend is over."

Becca turned back to Marsh and started to pump Marsh's cock in and out of her love tunnel again. Her movements accelerated and became more forceful. Her breathing got deeper and a bit uneven. Marsh was bucking his hips up to meet Becca's thrusts.

Becca silently worked her way through two climaxes of lesser proportions, and was building up to a third. This one was going to be a screamer, and Marsh was almost there as well.

Becca's lips pushed hard against Marsh's and her scream was muffled as well as could be expected. Most everyone on the plane could hear her and knew exactly why she was screaming in ecstasy.

The spasms of Becca's pussy pushed Marsh over the edge, and he exploded into Becca's inner chasm. His deep throated groan was overpowered by Becca's muffled scream, and they both stiffened and arched their bodies in the throes of passion.

It was several minutes before they could relax and even then they held each other tightly. The kisses were softer and they whispered their love frequently, until Becca could feel Marsh's cock relaxing and receding.

She grabbed a couple of tissues and held them between her legs as she rolled off of Marsh and stepped across the hallway to the forward bathroom, where she sat on the toilet and let the body fluids run out as she peed. There were cloth wash rags in the cupboard in the front bathroom and Becca wet one and cleaned herself as good as she could, without a bidet.

When she stepped out to get her Flight suit, Marsh wouldn't let her have it. "You'll just have to sit on a towel for the rest of the trip. I didn't take a vote, but I think it would be unanimous that we all want you to stay naked. And I have veto power if anyone disagrees." He laughed.

Marsh had raised the back of his seat and lowered the foot rest, so Becca just plopped herself down on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her and began to kiss her neck and nip at her earlobes.

"Be careful now," Becca warned him. "That could start a whole new set of problems, you sexy beast."

"Oh no!" Marsh wailed. "I don't want any problems. What am I doing that will cause problems?" he asked innocently.

"You know damned well what you're doing will RAISE a problem." Becca barked as she reached back and lightly slapped the side of Marsh's face. She proceeded to spread her legs and reached between them and squeezed Marsh's soft cock.

"Ooohhuuu," Marsh sang out. "Now that's what is going to raise a bit of conflict, young lady. You keep that up, and you're going to need to wash up again."

Marsh and Becca could both hear Todd and Emily talking into the headsets they were wearing. When they were quiet for just a moment, they could tell that the couple was conversing with someone on the 747 that was just a few feet off to the left side of the Gulfstream.

Todd had throttled the Gulfstream back, and adjusted the elevator trim to match the speed and altitude of the bigger, slower, aircraft. He had reset the auto pilot to maintain the distance evenly between the two jets, and on the right side of the 747, and the left side of the Gulfstream, the passengers were laughing and waving to each other.

Becca put a towel on the navigator's seat and sat down to peruse the instruments. Everything was just as it should be. She noted that Marsh had made a good choice in offering Todd a position. He was a good pilot, and learned fast.

Becca plugged in a third headset at the navigator's position, moved back to Marsh's lap, and joined the conversation with Sam Brown, and his copilot, Dirk Owens in the other plane. She quickly figured out that Todd and Emily had introduced themselves to Sam and Dirk, so joining in was an easy thing to do.

Once Becca spoke up Sam asked, "So Becca, did you have a good time joining the supersonic ten mile high club?"

Becca turned red from her head to her belly button. When she recovered, she replied, "I had a great time. And I take it our new pilot or his wife decided they didn't actually want their new job. Sam, you know the Turner Company frowns on employees sharing company secrets."

"Oh I do at that." Sam replied. "But you can hardly call that a secret. We could hear that scream over here." He laughed. Becca's shade of red deepened, and Sam continued. "Actually sweetie, I have to admit, it was assisted by the mic of Todd's headset, but you should know I did switch it into the intercom, so my passengers could enjoy your ecstasy with you. The whole plane was one big cheering section."

"Samuel Unemployed Brown!" Becca exploded. "You didn't! You put my grandfather on the radio, right this instant!"

"By this time Marsh had dug out another headset, plugged it into the system, and was listening to the conversation, quietly.

A third and fourth voice joined from the 747. "Baby doll," Jimmy's soft low voice was first. "He did, and that was really sweet, and quite entertaining."

When Jimmy paused, Trish added, "It would have been better if we could have watched like we did this morning, sweetie, the video cam just isn't the same. But it was really good for me, and I could tell it was even better for my baby girl."

"Oh...My...God!" Becca breathed. "How embarrassing is this? Are you serious? Did you really broadcast that?"

"Well sweetie," Jimmy replied. "We only sent it to the two airplanes here over the Pacific, and to Leyanni. She didn't have time to get it patched into the resort PA system."

Marsh looked up and saw the little red led light on the video camera in the crew lounge. He started to chuckle, and then laughed out loud as Becca turned to give him a dirty look. She kept her mic keyed as she asked, "You find this really funny don't you? Are you trying to end this marriage before it even gets started?"

Marsh tried to stop laughing, very unsuccessfully. When he could finally talk Marsh keyed his mic, and talked to Jimmy. "You crafty old coot. You introduced Todd to the whole system, didn't you?"

"Seemed like the right thing to do at the time." Jimmy replied.

"Jimmy," Marsh began. "I want to remind you that I love you, and I've enjoyed having you as a dad this last little while. But I think it's only fair to remind you that your granddaughter has a reputation as a stone cold killer. You may want to turn that big bird around and see if you can find a country that won't extradite you, for asylum."

Becca turned to look at Marsh. "What the hell are you talking about?" she asked.

Marsh nodded and looked up at the video camera that was wi-fied into the Gulfstream's A/V system. Becca turned and followed his line of sight. The red light was unmistakable. The camera was on. Recording everything that was happening in the crew lounge.

Becca's face turned dark. Her forehead wrinkled, and her eyes became squinting slits. Her nose flared, and her lips and jaw set tight. "GGGRRRRRrrr!" she growled. Somebody just declared war." She growled through clenched teeth.

She turned back to look at Marsh. He reached out with both arms and smiled at her, as he pulled her back against his chest. "Nothing's changed baby doll. I bet everyone loves you more now than they did an hour ago, and I can guarantee you that I do, and that's all that should matter."

Becca relaxed into Marsh's embrace. She looked at him through solid gray steel eyes for a moment. Then the corners of her lips started to curl up, and turn into a bright smile again. In a very short time she began to laugh.

"Marshall Mitchel," she said. "I can't believe you've turned me from a thirty something virgin, into a porn movie star. What's more I just found out my grandfather is the ring leader of an adult entertainment business. James Turner, you're gonna have to triple my salary, and the bonus schedule is going to hurt you, BAD! I don't perform like this for cheap. Got it? You better have your checkbook in hand the next time I see you! If you're going to sell this beautiful body, you are going to PAY!"

The intercom system was still linked with the P/A systems on both aircraft, and the passengers on both aircraft were all laughing. On the Gulfstream, Kathy was yelling encouragement to Becca. "You go girl! That performance was worth way more than a pilot's salary."

On the 747, Becca could hear Mary in the background. "That was such a good performance it almost looked like the real thing."

Becca keyed her mic again. "NGRRRRRrrr," she growled again. "You'll all pay for this! I swear I'm gonna get y'all when you least expect it. There's no place on earth where you're gonna be safe."

When she unkeyed the mic, Becca put her head back on Marsh's shoulder and laughed. "Marsh," she asked, "Do you think we are ever going to live this down?"

"Sweetheart," Marsh replied. "I don't think it really matters. I love you. Everyone on both planes loves you. You and I were sharing our love, and everybody saw us and enjoyed it. I am just going to go with it, and I'll do it again and again with or without an audience. If it offends anyone they just shouldn't watch."

Becca moved her head back, and looked into Marsh's eyes. "Marsh, you just keep getting better and better. You don't let any of the little things bother you and the big things you just handle in stride, and turn them into little things. I'm sure glad you picked me. I'm a very lucky girl."

"And don't you forget it, girlie." Marsh teased as he tickled her side. "Don't you ever forget it."

Becca lightly slapped Marsh's hand away from her side and replied, "Don't push it now, big fella. You're playing with fire here."

Becca was smiling while she admonished him. She pulled his face down to hers, and kissed him warmly. "I still love you Marsh, but you should count yourself lucky. I have Todd, Sam, my grandfather, and Mary to get even with, before I get around to messing with you. Besides that I have a wedding to be in tomorrow."

"A wedding?" Marsh asked. "Who's getting married? Anybody I know?" Marsh teased.

Becca stared daggers at Marsh again. "Are you trying to cut to the front of the line?" she growled. "I can let those others wait while I take care of you."

"Oh good." Marsh retorted. "I was worried you wouldn't have time to go on a honeymoon tomorrow, if you were busy meeting Rebecca style justice on my family and friends."

"NGRRRRR!" Becca growled again. "You're cruising, buddy. Cruising for trouble in a big way. I'm not going to take much more of this, from you."

"Marsh," Becca started to sound a little more serious. "Do you think we should take over the flight controls for the approach I know you are planning?"

"Very perceptive, my love." Marsh replied. "Emily and Todd, do you think you could swap seats with us? I have a special entrance planned."

"No problem, boss." Todd responded. "I kinda thought at least one of you should be up here anyway."

Todd and Emily got up, stretched and walked to the bulkhead at the beginning of the passenger compartment.

Becca got up and took the few steps to the cockpit and made herself comfortable on a towel in the co-pilot's seat. Leaving the pilots chair open for Marsh, who put a clean towel down, sat down in the seat and buckled his lap and shoulder harness.

Becca watched him and put on both of her safety belts as well. Marsh adjusted the headset, and switched to just the Gulfstream and 747 intercoms.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he announced in his captain's voice. "The Turner Air flight crews would like to thank you again for flying with Turner Air. At this time I would like to ask you to stow any loose items that you have been using throughout the flight. We are about a half hour from the Honolulu International Airport, and will be descending to an altitude more suitable for things like landing and such."

"When the cabins are cleared of all loose objects, I would like y'all to find a place to sit, where you can buckle into your safety belts. 747 cabin crew, please confirm that the aircraft is prepared for landing procedures, and take your seats as well."

Marsh unkeyed his mic and spoke to Becca. "Now dearest, would you go back to the passenger compartment and make sure we are prepared for inverted flight?"

"Hmmmm," Becca mused. "Sounds like you have some fun planned. "I'll be back soon." Becca unbuckled her belts and walked back into the rear portions of the Gulfstream.

Marsh turned off the intercoms and used the Turner inter aircraft radio to communicate with Sam Brown, in the 747.

"Sam, I'm sure you know right where the resort is, right?"

"Sure do boss," Sam replied. "I've done high speed low altitude passes numerous times, sir."

"Well then," Marsh instructed. "Bleed off your altitude at your discretion. I'd like you to be at about one hundred fifty feet ASL, (above sea level) about two miles before we get to the resort. I'm going to go inverted and fly up under you for the pass. As we get to about the center of the resort, or there abouts, I'm going to firewall the throttles and hit the afterburners."

"That should shoot me out in front of you, and I'll push the nose up and go vertical in front of the 747, lay it back down and come back to do another high speed pass. If I create a little thunder on my way past, the second time, so much the better. At least I'll do that right side up."

"Damn boss!" Sam and Dirk responded at the same time. Dirk continued, "I can think of a bunch of Turner pilots, besides the two beside you, that would like to see and or do the show you're about to put on."

"In time my friend, in time." Marsh assured him. "Today I have friends to show off to."

Sam had throttled the four big jet engines on the 747 back to almost zero power. Slightly above an idle. He pushed the nose of the big bird down and began to bleed off the altitude they had crossed the Pacific Ocean at.

Marsh turned the intercoms back on and made another announcement. "Ladies and gentlemen, at this time I would like you to check and be sure your safety belts are securely fastened. The Gulfstream aircraft will be disappearing from view for the passengers in the 747. Please don't be concerned, unless you hear a loud bang on the bottom of the aircraft. That would not be a good sound."

To the passengers on the Gulfstream, Marsh continued. "Friends your ride will get a little more like an amusement park attraction now. If you need some reassurance, I have done this before, and plan on doing it many times in the future."

While he was talking Marsh had slowed just a little, and was soon just behind and a few feet lower than the large airplane.
Marsh did half of a quick aileron roll, and nursed the throttles forward to fly the Gulfstream to a point where the nose of the 747 was just visible to his field of view out the front windows of the cockpit.

He watched out of the right side of the aircraft till he saw the small inlet and boat dock at Jimmy's house on the beach. Marsh quickly pushed the throttles forward as far as they would go, and Becca reached up and keyed the afterburners.

Bright blue flames could be seen by the guests on the beach at the Turner resort, and the Gulfstream seemed to leap out from under the massive cover of the Turner Air 747.

Marsh was working the flight controls backwards to their normal function, as he timed his transition in front of the jumbo jet. To the people on the beach it looked like the 747 would run into the Gulfstream, but Marsh had timed it perfectly, and the sleek biz-jet shot up into the sky, like a rocket.

Marsh only let the Gulfstream do one corkscrew up, and then he pushed the nose down and flew in the opposite direction for just a short time. When he thought he was far enough, Marsh turned away from the island and flew a one hundred eighty degree turn, to fly back to the resort.

Marsh left the throttles full forward, and the afterburners on, as he dropped the nose and leveled the Gulfstream at about fifty feet above the breaking surf.

The Gulfstream shook as it approached the Mach one number, and then bumped hard. They flew past the resort silently, in the cabin of the Gulfstream.

There were a lot of people on the beach as the Gulfstream screamed past this time. They had seen the smaller jet pull past the 747 and go in the opposite direction until it was out of sight. Now they heard it approaching, and just as it passed the watching resort guests, they all saw a vapor cloud engulf the airplane and heard the massive boom of the Gulfstream crashing through the sound barrier.

Marsh started to pull the throttles back, and Becca reached to turn off the afterburners. Marsh lifted the nose and gained altitude as he bled off speed this time.

The crowd on the beach had felt the thunder of the sonic boom as much as they heard it. The people in the Gulfstream could not hear them, but the beach crowd was yelling cheers and waving at the sleek airplane as it disappeared around the west side of the island.

Sam had gotten clearance to land the 747 just before Becca called the controllers in the HNL tower.

"Turner Air one, Honolulu tower." came the reply. "Are you going to be able to slow that hot rod down enough to land it?" the controller asked.

Marsh keyed the mic and replied, "I sure hope so, Honolulu. I don't think I have enough fuel to go back to California." Marsh chuckled.

"Turner air, Honolulu, I don't suppose you do, that little maneuver you just pulled off probably took as much fuel as the trip from the mainland. You're cleared to land on runway four right. I guess you know you're following a Turner Air 747. Just be aware of possible wake turbulence. You'll turn right off of the runway at your discretion, and contact HNL ground control when you turn off of the active runway."

"Thank you Honolulu. Turner Air one." Becca replied.

"Turner Air one, Honolulu tower." Neither Marsh nor Becca had expected another call from the tower, so they were a little startled to hear a different female voice on the radio.

"Honolulu Tower, This is Turner Air one, is there a problem?" Becca called back.

"Turner Air one, please contact Honolulu ramp advisory on 121.8" came the female voice again.

Becca thought she recognized the voice this time, as her friend Leza in the tower. She switched the radio to the requested frequency. "Honolulu Ramp advisory, this is Turner air one. We were advised to make contact." Becca was very businesslike with her contact.

"Turner air one, this is HNL ramp. Becca, is that you? This is Leza, and this frequency is not being recorded. Did you see a couple of military planes up around the North Shore a few minutes ago? We just had a call from a neighbor of yours, reporting military activity at low altitude and high speed along the shoreline."

"Yeeeassss, Leza, this is Becca. You liketa scared the shit out of my pilot. He thought he might have been in trouble for something. Negative on the military ops. They musta been faster than the speed of light though. We came in supersonic, and we didn't see any military birds."

"That's what I figured," replied Becca's friend. "I just had to check it out. The caller said she thought she saw a big military transport and a fighter size aircraft, and they were doing high speed, low altitude passes, with the fighter flying upside down below the transport. I took the call, and said I'd check with the Marines and the Navy, and see if they had any planes training over there. I'll call her back and tell her it must have been her alien ships again. She usually calls those in at night, but they must have been playing around in the daylight, today."

"Thanks for the warning, Leza. When we get to the resort, I'll ask Leyanni if she noticed any alien aid ships this afternoon. She's usually looking out for that kind of activities. Oh, and if you're not working tomorrow, I'm inviting you to come out for a wedding and luau tomorrow. I think it's supposed to start around two. There may be more alien airship activity tomorrow, as well. Rumor has it that there's a Navy Admiral flying in for his nieces wedding."

"I'll see ya tomorrow then." Leza replied. "Do I know the Admiral's niece, or the groom, either one?"

"I doubt you know the groom yet, but you're talking to the Admiral's niece and the groom right now." Becca responded coyly.

"Oh my God, Becca! I'm so happy for you. Your groom is a pilot?" Leza couldn't conceal her excitement.

"He's also her boss, Leza." Marsh keyed his mic and replied. "Jimmy retired." He explained.

"Oh...My...God..." Leza exclaimed. "Now I absolutely have to come. What time should I get there?"

"You can show up any time after noon, Leza. If you have a te pāreu and sandals, that's the dress code. If you don't I'll have them for you when you get there." Becca was really happy. She was going to have a friend at the wedding.

By the time the conversation with the "Honolulu Ramp Advisory" was completed, Marsh had taxied to the front of one of the Turner hangers, and had stopped beside the 747.

There were baggage handlers unloading luggage from the belly of the big bird, and they had the stair truck pulled up to the front door. Marsh saw them opening the door as he pulled up beside it.

One of the ground crew, acting as a "marshaller", directed Marsh to bring the Gulfstream inside the hanger before he shut it down. There was plenty of room for it beside the Airbus that Dan's company owned and was parked inside the hanger.

As Marsh steered the jet into the hanger, he watched the marshaller's orange wands that directed him to a specific parking spot and then crossed over his head, to indicate for Marsh to stop. He then signaled to the other crew members to chock the wheels, and signaled Marsh to shut down the engines.

One of the ground handlers stepped up to open the door of the 747 and then stepped aside and a man in khaki shorts and a short sleeve white pilot's shirt, stepped into the plane. He was met by Jimmy just inside the door.

"Hey Jimmy!" he greeted.

"Ron!" Jimmy exclaimed. "How the hell are you? I haven't seen you in months. What kind of trouble have I been paying you to cause lately?"

Ron Reynolds was Jimmy Turner's longest tenured pilot. He had started flying for Jimmy when Jimmy had first started the security business. At the time Ron had just gotten out of the Marine Corps, where he had flown Sikorsky Ch-46s, CH-53s, and Hueys. He had been an excellent pilot then, and was even better now. If it had rotors, Ron could fly it better than almost anybody in the world. Jimmy loved Ron!

Ron and Jimmy conversed for a few minutes, before Ron got to business. "How many souls onboard that are going to ride to the resort." Ron asked.

"Ron, I think there are thirty eight of us total. That includes Sam and Dirk, and Sherri and Lucy. I think you know them all." Jimmy reported.

I do, boss! You brought the pretty cabin crew, eh?" Ron smiled. "Are they staying out at the resort or up at the training center?"

"I think there's room for them out at the resort," Jimmy replied.

"So who flew the Gulfstream today, boss?" Ron asked next. "Did you bring that pretty red-head?"

Jimmy smiled as he replied. "Ron, my personal security woman, and executive pilot has teamed up with your new boss. You are the best rotorcraft pilot in the world, my friend, but when it comes to flying anything that leaves the ground, between Becca, who happens to be my granddaughter, and Dr. Marshall Mitchel, your new boss, there's nothing that flies that those two can't handle."

"Just so you know, Marsh is a hot dog, but he won't do anything that someone who knows aviation would consider to be unsafe. He's really good Ron. You're going to like him a lot. Not only is he a good pilot, but the kid is smart, and uses a lot of common sense."

"He's a cop, and he can be a stone cold killer. Something you already know I was never able to do. There were some mob hit men in town, and he and his K-9 took out four of them by themselves, when they attacked my daughter, Trish."

"I heard about that, Jimmy. He wasn't very nice about it I heard. Used his bare hands and his gun didn't he?" Ron asked.

"You got it right." Jimmy replied. "He didn't start any of it, but he sure as hell wasn't afraid to finish things in a hurry. The goons told Trish they were going to kill her, after they raped her. Marsh was in his office in another building, and got there in about 45 seconds. Those guys had no idea what hit them, till they were dying."

"I guess it's a good thing you have him and Becca here then." Ron offered. "I have at least four choppers here to take guests to the resort, but there are only two pilots here to fly them."

"Well Ron," Jimmy said. "Let's get these folks off this big bird, and loaded into the helicopters for the trip to the resort."

Jimmy picked up the intercom microphone, and asked everyone to collect their personal belongings and come down to exit the aircraft. Of course the Simpson children were the first ones to appear. They were ready to get off the plane and onto the beach. The teenagers were next and the adults followed.

The ground crew had towed the two Sikorsky S-92s over near the 747, and everyone was soon loaded into one of them.

While Jimmy and Ron were talking just inside the 747, the ground crew was unloading the luggage from the Gulfstream, and one of them opened the cabin door, and extended the stairway. A young woman in shorts and a blue shirt with the name Turner across the back stepped into the cabin and welcomed the Thompsons and the Martinellis to Hawaii. She invited them to exit the plane and told them that Captain Ron Reynolds would be with them momentarily.

Marsh and Becca went through all the procedures in the shutdown list, and filled out the log books. Becca invited Todd to come up and discussed the flying he had done. She told him that she would sign his logbook for three hours of dual time.

Becca, Todd, and Marsh got up and walked back to the open door. As they walked out and down the stairs, Jimmy and Ron Reynolds were just walking up to the Gulfstream. Jimmy asked the people that had been on the Gulfstream to gather around.

Jimmy introduced Ron to the group, and then introduced Marsh to Ron as his boss. Marsh reached out his hand and Ron shook it firmly.

Ron told Marsh and Becca his predicament. We have plenty of helicopters, not enough pilots. The S-92s were almost filled up, and the luggage was loaded in one of the CH-53s. He wanted to know if the folks from the Gulfstream would mind flying in the 53, and could Marsh and or Becca fly it.

Papa Victor was the first person to respond. "I've flown in almost every piece of crap the Marine Corps had since the late sixties. I'm licensed to fly them all, too. Why the hell should we have a problem with a few minutes in a high class bird like the CH-53? My wife and I are in, and if you need a pilot I'll fly one."

"I also know that this young man right here is a damn fine pilot. He was one of our finest a few months ago"... Papa Victor paused. "Well he was Army, so I guess we could be a little suspect, but if he flew Apaches in the sand box he's good enough for me to fly with." Papa Victor had stepped to Todd's side and put his arm around the younger man's shoulder.

Before anyone else had a chance to speak, Todd spoke up. "Thank you Papa Victor, I admit I was an Army pilot, but after an apache, a CH-53 would feel like a luxury ride. I'm willing to fly as well."

"Well then," Marsh finally got a chance to respond. "It seems to me, you just got your pilot situation taken care of. Whereas I know I'm willing to fly a 53 also and if I ask her to Becca will fly it whether she wants to or not, it hardly seems necessary to take four more helicopters to the resort."

"Ron, why don't you and Jimmy take one of the 92s? Let your other pilot and Todd fly the other 92, and Papa Victor and Becca can fly one of the 53s. I can play loadmaster in the back of the 53, and make sure the luggage and passengers stay inside while the bird is in the air. Everyone gets to the resort, and we can all have some diner."

Everybody chuckled at the way Marsh had divvied up the duties, and Jimmy replied. "So says the boss. Let's do it."

Ron, Jimmy along with Todd and Emily headed for the S-92s, and the Thompsons and Martinellis walked over to the CH-53, along with Marsh, Becca and Rosie.

The passengers in the back of the 53, all sat in the fold down seats along the sides of the chopper, and buckled their safety belts. The pilots all got to their flight decks, and went through the start-up sequence for their particular helo.

Marsh went ahead and closed up the loading ramp of the big CH-53, and soon enough all three choppers were airborne, making their way to the Turner resort.

The flight only lasted about ten or twelve minutes, and Ron led the three helicopters to the landing pad behind the main lodge at the Turner Resort.

Ron had called Leyanni when he took off from the Turner hanger at HNL. She had crews on the edge of the landing area, ready to unload the luggage and welcome the passengers from the three choppers.

The greeters directed the guests to the entry doors to the resort's main lobby, where Leyanni and her flower crew waited to welcome the newcomers, with leis and hugs. Jimmy and Ron held the double glass doors open and the group filed into the cool lobby. Becca was last and Jimmy and Ron went in and closed the doors. Nobody noticed that there were two souls missing.

Marsh and Wolf had helped everyone out of the CH-53, and then Marsh led Wolf over to a small grassy area on the far side of the helipad. The grass gave way to the lush tropical vegetation on its far side, and Wolf bounded into the brush. Marsh sat on the grass, and listened to the breeze in the trees and Wolf running around and enjoying the freedom of the natural bushes, trees, and flowers.

Wolf had been wedged in the crew lounge of the Gulfstream while Marsh had done the aerobatics in the fast jet. He was used to having Marsh do this kind of crazy stuff, but he had to work a little harder than the humans to keep from bouncing around in the cockpit or passenger compartment.

Marsh had taken his Falcon in for modifications and Wolf was used to his inverted flights and other aerobatics. He had learned how to make himself a permanent fixture in the cockpit of a fast jet. The supersonic activity was new, but Wolf had taken that in stride. It was just good to get out of the plane, and return to terra firma.

Leyanni passed out hugs and welcomed everyone to the resort. Jimmy stood back and watched his gorgeous resort manager; well she used to work for him. She was Marsh's gorgeous employee now. The gorgeous part hadn't changed. Maybe that part had increased.

Leyanni had hugged everyone but Jimmy and Becca. She stepped up to Jimmy, wrapped her arms around his neck, and planted a warm kiss on his lips. Jimmy put his arms around her and returned the kiss every bit as warmly.

"My God, girl," Jimmy said. "It sure is good to see you. You just keep getting more and more beautiful every time I do."

"Awww Jimmy, You're so sweet." Leyanni replied. "That redhead right beside you has me beat. But I do appreciate the compliment."

Becca blushed and smiled at Leyanni. "I don't know about that," Becca volunteered. "I've never felt like I was especially ugly, but you are definitely a gorgeous woman Leyanni."

Leyanni had moved from Jimmy's hug, and wrapped her arms around Becca who returned the hug and pulled Leyanni close. They both kissed each other long and hot. "Mmmmm," hummed both women. Becca spoke first. "You taste wonderful, Leyanni, just like I remember."

"That goes both ways." Replied Leyanni as she moved in close for another hot, open mouth kiss. Both girls joined in a short tongue duel. And when they separated, Leyanni looked at Becca with a questioning look.

"Becca," she began. "I love you. I enjoy kissing you and more. But," she paused then continued. "I seem to remember that I have a new boss, and that you are thinking about getting married to him tomorrow. I know this may seem like a small thing to you, but shouldn't he be here for this?"

"Hmmm," Becca pondered out loud. "You're right, and he was on the helo with me when we arrived. I don't see him here, and I don't see his K-9 partner. They must have taken off on an adventure already."

"He brought a dog? Does he not know that Hawaii doesn't allow people to bring dogs to the islands? Leyanni sounded incredulous. "They'll take the dog and put it to sleep."

"I hope they bring an army." Becca responded. "They'll have to put Marsh down first if they try to take his partner. He killed a cop that shot at his dog. He fired three shots at the guy, and all three were kill shots, - after the guy put two rounds in Marsh, and one in his dog's vest. Marsh was pissed and ready to take on the whole fucking police department if he had to. Leyanni don't EVEN suggest that to him."

"Whoooooaaaah," Becca said as she shook her head from side to side. "Marsh loves that dog. I think if I didn't like the dog, Marsh would not have even gotten past the first hour around me. I know Marsh loves me and all, but he wouldn't have even gotten to know me if I hadn't accepted his dog."

"And Leyanni," Becca continued. "I've gotta tell you I'd be right there with him in defending the dog, as would my mother and my grandfather. That dog killed one of the mob goons that were working my mother over. Marsh killed two and Wolf killed one. Those two are both stone cold killers under the right circumstances, and they are inseparable."

"You might think I love them both, and you'd be right on!" Becca finished as they walked out the door and across the helipad.

They found Marsh almost immediately, lying on the grass, with Wolf standing over Marsh, licking his face. Marsh was laughing and pretending to be trying to ward off the dog. It was refreshing to see the grown man lying there playing with his K-9 friend. Their bond was immediately visible to Leyanni.

As the two beauties walked onto the grass, Marsh never even looked toward them, but spoke to them from beneath the big wolf-dog. "You two look marvelous walking out here to interrupt us, so we'll both let you come over and watch, while we feast our eyes on two of the three most beautiful women in the world."

"Becca the other, as you already know is your mother. What can my K-9 buddy and I do for you two? We may not look like it right now, but we are at your service, as your very own beck and call team!"
With that Wolf jumped up off of Marsh without either girl noticing any command, and he was sitting beside Marsh, who was on his feet. Neither Leyanni nor Becca saw any movement between lying on the grass and being in front of them standing up straight.

Marsh saw the shock on the girls faces. "One of the things Rick probably never mentioned, Becca my love, is that every summer through our high school years, Papa Victor sent Mario and me to South Vietnam."

"We trained with his old sensei in the martial arts. Phan An Dung was a soldier in the South Vietnamese Army when Papa Victor and his brothers were in the Marine Corps, stationed near the DMZ."

"An Dung had learned martial arts from his grandfather, and had taught Victor, Antonio, and Giuseppe the skills to help them stay alive in the jungle. Victor wanted his sons to learn those skills. Phan An Dung was an old man, to a couple of southern California teens, but he taught Mario and me very patiently, and we learned skills that I have used a lot in the last four years."

"He taught us first and foremost to have discipline, and then he taught us Taekwondo, Karate, Aikido, and the use of Suriken, using stars and knives. He also taught us to completely relax, and to become part of our surroundings. He moved as a cat in the jungle, and taught us to do the same."

"Enough about me. Did you two want something? I'll gladly take care of your needs and or your wants." Marsh had a big smile on his face, and both girls knew exactly what he meant.

Leyanni reached out to shake Marsh's hand as she started to introduce herself. After all this was the first time they had laid eyes on each other. "Marsh," she began.

Marsh took her hand and pulled Leyanni in close for a very warm hug and an even warmer kiss.

After a couple minutes, Leyanni pulled her face away from Marsh's and took a very deep breath.

"Ahhh....Yes!" Leyanni gasped. "That's just what I was about to say. You took the words right out of my mouth. And I'm not sure what all else you took!"

Leyanni stayed in Marsh's embrace, and Marsh reached one hand up and pulled her face back into range for another hot kiss. After a couple of minutes this time, Becca tapped Leyanni on the shoulder. "Could you leave a little for me?" She asked.

Marsh let Leyanni go, and she took a couple of deep breaths again. "I don't know girlfriend. I could get addicted to your man's kisses. I can only imagine what comes with the full treatment. I hope you are the kind of girl that shares the wealth. Oh God Becca! He's amazing! What an introduction to the new boss. I can only hope he'll start sexually harassing me soon."

All three of them laughed. Becca responded; "Leyanni, I am inclined to share. And... I choose to call it part of the free medical treatment plan. After all, the boss is a licensed physician, and his employee's physical and mental health needs to be maintained, right?"

"Oh girlfriend! I love the way you think. You're gonna become my new BFF." Leyanni turned and kissed Becca. "Now I know I had something on my mind when I started out here. Does anyone have a clue what it was? Somebody distracted me. My mind is on a completely new track, and I have no idea where the train is going."

Becca and Marsh laughed at Leyanni, and she joined them. "I think it had to do with going to dinner at the Lava Pit." She said with uncertainty. "I think my assistant took your entire group over to get in there, and I think we're supposed to get ourselves there before Dan Morrison and his group gets there. As I recall, you wanted to surprise him with your group."

"My cart is out front, but your cart is right over beside the helipad in that garage. Let's take yours, and we can come back for mine later."

"Hmmm," mused Marsh. "My cart? I guess it just comes with the title, eh? Well let's get going then. Wolf, are you coming with the beautiful ladies and me?" Marsh asked.

Wolf looked at Becca and Leyanni, and then gave a short bark. "I thought you'd say that." Marsh laughed. "OK then," he continued. "Let's get them on the cart, and make sure they get to the Pit safely, shall we?"

Marsh opened the door to the small garage and found a five seat John Deere Gator inside. "Leyanni," he started. "Since you know where we're going, why don't you chauffer us to the Lava Pit? I'd get us lost if I did the driving today. Perhaps you can give Becca, Trish, and I a tour after dinner. Then maybe we will be able to get ourselves around on our own."

"Marsh?" Leyanni said questioningly. "You do realize it very well may be dark outside by the time dinner and partying is finished, right?"

"I do, sweetheart." Marsh replied. "But I can't think of many things that would be more fun than taking a tour with two or three gorgeous, naked, women, in paradise, in the dark, with the end of the tour being either on the beach, or in a big bed somewhere."

"I seem to recall that there is a newly remodeled house with some beachfront property, right next to this resort. It has some very nice big beds that look like they would be big enough to fit a guy and two or three girls and they probably would not be uncomfortably to share those beds. Or, maybe they would enjoy taking out the Donzi and spending the night out on the ocean.

Leyanni backed the Gator out of its garage, and Marsh and Wolf got in the back seat, leaving the front passenger's seat to Becca. The brand new Gator was a four wheel drive custom built rig, painted in the Turner Company colors, and it was powered by something that was definitely not a stock John Deere Gator engine. It was lifted just enough to have some larger than stock wheels and tires, giving it very good ground clearance.

Leyanni spent more time looking at Becca than she did watching where she was going. It's a good thing she knows the resort so well. She could probably drive most of it with her eyes closed.

She glanced back at Marsh, and then she looked back at Becca. "I can't believe how generous you both are. Jimmy was a great boss, and he took care of his employees pretty well. You seem to be going the same way he did, but further. Your employees and your friends are treated very well. I hope I never do anything to get myself fired. Not that I think that's a likely event, but I really want to work for you. I think I'm gonna enjoy the fringe benefits, too."

"Leyanni," Marsh responded. "From what I've heard about you, I can't think of anything you could do to get fired. Shot maybe, but never fired." Becca and Marsh laughed, but Leyanni didn't respond at all for about half a minute. When she caught on to what Marsh was saying she began to laugh as well.

Leyanni drove the Gator to the back of the Lava Pit, and led Marsh, Becca, and Wolf in through the back door. As they walked into the dining room there was a cheer and someone yelled out, "It's about time!"

Marsh waved to the group in the dining room, and Leyanni picked up a microphone. She told the gathering of friends what she wanted to do for a greeting for Dan and the group that had come with him ten hours earlier.

As Dan and his family got to the Pit, one of the employees would turn off the main power supply and immerse the Lava Pit in darkness. Leyanni would lead the Morrison party into the Pit and tell them that candles would be lit momentarily, and then at the right moment the lights would come back on and the group that was already in the Pit would yell a greeting to Dan and his family.

Leyanni had left Becca and Marsh on the back side of the dining room, and walked over to the front door. The group could all hear the Morrisons carts approaching and then heard the happy sounds of the people talking and laughing.

Leyanni signaled one of the kitchen staff, and the lights flickered a couple of times and then went off. Marsh heard Dan make a comment about the lights and a generator, and then he pulled the door open.

Leyanni was standing just inside the door and invited Dan and his group inside. When they were all inside Marsh called out to Dan, and got an immediate response, concerning the fly-by down at the beach.

Before Marsh could answer, Kathy spoke up and chastised Dan for running off with her daughter, and then not giving her (Kathy) enough time to get ready to make a long trip in another airplane.

Dan laughed and told her she was lucky that there were arrangements made for her to attend her daughter's wedding.

As he finished with his lame attempt at placating his mother-in-law to be, Leyanni had the lights turned back on and the group of people waiting in the room all shouted out that they were here for the wedding as well.

Everyone blinked a couple of times at the suddenly bright dining room, and the two groups of friends ran towards each other embracing their friends and laughing and talking about their trip, to this point.

Jake and Kathy headed straight towards their daughter and the people she was with. Dan, Beth, and Kim were lovingly attacked by the elder Thompsons. When Dan and Kathy hugged each other Kathy set to teaching Dan a lesson about messing with a farm girl's mother.

She smacked his ass with a swat that he just laughed off with a smart remark about how good that felt, and invited her to slap his ass again. – Now that was a mistake. – A BIG mistake!

Kathy, - with a K, hauled her hand back and turned loose a farm-hand's swing with her open palm coming down on Dan's bare ass. That cheek immediately turned a bright red. Everyone in the room heard it and turned to look, and Marsh could see Dan taking a bite out of his lip as he tried not to scream like a school-girl in pain.

Kathy told him in no uncertain terms not to mess with that farm girl's mamma. Marsh looked at Becca and they both smiled at each other with knowing looks. The glances said they knew Dan Morrison had met his match.

In his quiet thoughts Marsh decided he really liked Kathy Thompson. She was not going to be taken advantage of any time soon.

Dan excused himself and made his way around the throng of happy people, making his way over to where Marsh and Becca stood. Kim and Beth were right there with him. He reached out his hand to shake with Marsh, but Marsh wasn't having just a hand shake.

Marsh had been raised in a Sicilian home where hugs and kisses were the appropriate methods of greeting, and this would be no exception. Marsh stepped straight up to Dan and embraced him in an appropriate Sicilian man hug. Clothing status was irrelevant, love was shown with a hug, and kisses on the cheeks with a man and with a woman kisses on the lips were also acceptable, and soon enough everyone was kissing someone else, in loving greetings.

When the greetings were finished Marsh invited Dan, Beth, and Kim to step into another room for a few minutes of private conversation. All agreed, and Marsh and Becca led the small group into a conference room just off of the main dining room. Leyanni was included as well.

Marsh took a position standing between the two long legged beauty queens, Rebecca Andrews and Leyanni Lau, with one arm around the waist of each. Dan Morrison was flanked by two equally gorgeous women, with his arms around Kim Morrison and Beth (temporarily) Thompson. There was a short period of silence while everyone just stood and surveyed the eye candy in front and beside them.

Marsh broke the reverie as he congratulated the Morrisons and told them how happy he was for all three of them.

His sentiments were seconded by Becca. And then she added "I've recently learned that love is more than just a feeling. I'm in love with Marsh and he's asked me to marry him."

Beth broke cover and rushed Becca. She threw herself into Becca's arms and fairly shouted, "OH MY GOD!" "I'm so happy for you! Why don't you marry Marsh tomorrow? Let's make this trip one of epic proportions. Leyanni introduced us to a non-denominational military chaplain who is going to marry Dan and me. That would be so cool to have both couples exchange vows tomorrow."

Marsh broke into the conversation again and told Dan and Beth that was the exact reason he had asked them to step aside and come in here. He had wanted to make sure it would be OK if they joined the wedding party, or if they needed to arrange for a separate ceremony that didn't infringe on Dan and Beth's happy occasion.

Beth and Dan assured Marsh and Becca that it would NOT be a problem, AND they would consider it an honor to have it that way. "It would only be made more special if you and Marsh were joined in marriage as well." Beth explained.

Dan concurred, mentioning that Marsh and Becca had gone way beyond the range of their new acquaintance status, by providing the resort and all the other services that had been included. He went on to praise Leyanni for all the work she had done and was continuing to do to make their short vacation memorable.

Leyanni humbly downplayed her contributions by saying it was just her doing her job. Marsh could tell Leyanni was pleased with the compliment, but he also knew she clearly was doing more than she had to do. The thing Marsh noted and appreciated was that she also clearly loved what she was doing. It showed and Marsh made up his mind right there that he was going to talk to Jimmy and would most likely be giving Leyanni a raise before he left the resort on Monday morning. Marsh really believed in rewarding employees that excelled at their jobs, and Leyanni obviously did.

After some serious hugs and kisses, Marsh suggested that this little group should go back out and mingle with their friends and family.

Marsh asked Leyanni if she could set up a head table for six or for seven if she would take the time to join them. He wanted to add Trish to their little group, and he wanted Leyanni to join them as well, but he understood that if she didn't have time she could go about her business.

Leyanni told Marsh that setting up the head table would be no problem, but she would like to add one more, making the table for eight. This group would sit there, plus Trish and Jimmy. That was quickly agreed to by Marsh and Dan.

As they returned to the main dining room, there was a cheer and applause from the larger group of friends and family that was mingling around talking to each other. Dan, Kim, Beth, Becca, and Marsh joined their friends and family members, introducing each other to the guests that were new to them.

When Dan introduced Marsh to Tom and Janet Banks, Marsh remembered that Dan had told him about Tom's cancer diagnosis, and when Tom extended his hand towards Marsh, Marsh did the same thing to Tom as he had done to Dan a few minutes earlier. Tom got a strong man hug just as Dan had.

When they ended the hug, Marsh told Tom he was a physician from Southern California, and that he had a friend and former classmate that was a cancer treatment specialist at Loma Linda University Medical center. The LLUMC cancer center was using some modified "Star Wars" technology, and was having very good success with reducing or completely eliminating certain types of cancer. Marsh asked Tom if he could arrange a meeting with his friend, Dr. Patrick O'Donnell, and have Dr. O'Donnell see if there was a treatment for Tom's diagnosis.

Tom immediately agreed to see Dr. O'Donnell, and turned to thank Dan for the connection. Marsh could see tears in Tom's eyes as he realized that there might be a treatment that would give him time to meet his new grandchild.

Dan proceeded to tell Tom that if Marsh's friend could successfully treat his cancer, that Dan would gladly give Tom his old job back. Everyone in the little group got a little teary eyed as Tom looked into Dan's eyes and said, "You sir, are a man of honor. Thank you for all you do. I'll never forget it."

Tom's wife Janet stepped over and joined Tom and Dan in a hug, and Janet added to Tom's thank you to Dan.

Marsh had started to lead the small group over to where Mama Vicky and Papa Victor were. Dan broke his hug with Tom and Janet, and quickly caught up in time for Marsh to introduce Dan, Kim, and Beth to the people that he considered to be his remaining parents; Victor and Victoria Martinelli.

While Papa Victor joked with Dan, Terri Powell caught Marsh's attention, and motioned for him to step over to the side of the room, so she could talk to him. Marsh silently made his way over to the beautiful blond, took her hand and led her to the conference room where he had taken Dan, Kim, and Beth just a few minutes earlier.

The dining room was very nearly transformed into a banquet hall, and Leyanni noticed Marsh and Terri ducking out to the conference room. She left the others under the direction of Konia Lohunukonu, as she followed Marsh and Terri into the conference room. "Is there a problem?" Leyanni asked with a worried look at Terri.

"Oh no!" Terri quickly replied. "Certainly not. You and Marsh have made this a marvelous weekend already, and there's a lot more weekend in front of us."

Now Terri started to stutter and sounded hesitant. "I ... I ...ah this sounds really selfish as I think about what I want to ask you about."

"Go ahead and just ask, Terri." Marsh encouraged. "You know the Morrisons as well as anybody else here, and the Mitchel family thinks that you are an important part of the family. You're safe here, Terri."

Terri took a deep breath. "OK, here goes....We have had some parties at the Morrison estate, where we had a DJ to do music for us. I wondered if you are going to have music or something for the reception. And will there be somebody to watch the little kids so their parents can enjoy the party?"

"Those are great questions, Terri." Leyanni responded. "I have a string quartet lined up for the wedding, and a live band coming in for the reception. The band can't play all night straight through, so it might be a good idea to have a DJ as well to play between sets for the band. Did you want to suggest some babysitters be brought in as well? It sure can be done."

Marsh looked at Terri quizzically. "Terri, do you have someone from home that you wanted to invite, and make arrangements for? You look like you're in pain, sweetheart. It never hurts to ask if you want something."

Marsh stepped over to Terri and hugged her close to him. Terri started to sob softly. "I've never met so many really nice people she finally whispered. You guys are so thoughtful. I just can't get used to it after the way Harold Gordon and his friends were."

Marsh and Leyanni let Terri catch her breath and listened while she told them about having Holly Smith as a DJ and Brianne Jamison, and Jen Baker to watch Holly's kids and the Simpson kids.

Marsh smiled at Terri. "There now, that wasn't so hard, was it? Now I'm going to put you to work. You need to call your people and see if they can get away for a couple of days in Hawaii. If they can come over here, I'll get them here for you, OK? Leyanni can work with your DJ and the band to coordinate the music, and your girls can watch the children. If the girls and the children want to eat or dance with the adults on the beach, that'll be just fine as well.

"I'm pretty sure Leyanni can set you up with a phone, but if you need one with the numbers already in the memory you can go get your own, wherever it is. Does that work for you?" Marsh wiped a tear off of Terri's face as he looked at her with a loving smile.

Terri smiled back at Marsh. "My phone is out in the other room. I'll get it and make the calls right now." Leyanni handed Terri a cloth napkin to wipe her face with, and Terri ran out to where she had left her phone.

Leyanni looked at her new boss with renewed admiration. "Are you for real Marshall Mitchel?" she asked. I can't believe how generous you are. Jimmy sure picked the right guy for the job, in my honest opinion."
Terri ran back in, still on her phone, talking to Holly. Holly had already told Terri she could do a party tomorrow, but Terri had not yet told her the party was in Hawaii. Marsh heard Terri say; "Just a minute Holly, I'm going to have our host, Marshall Mitchel give you directions."

Terri handed the phone to Marsh. "Hi Holly, this is Marsh. Are you ready for a quick two day adventure?"

"Two day adventure?" Holly responded. "Terri said she wanted me to play sets between a live band's sets tomorrow. How does that translate to a two day adventure?"

"Well Holly," Marsh began. "I guess Terri was a little too excited to mention that the party is being held on the beach, on the north shore of Oahu. Will that still be OK?"

"Sure, I guess soooo, ah... wait a minute. Oahu, as in Hawaii? Are we on the same page here? I have a little van with some equipment to set up a small sound system, and play some records or CDs. I can't get that stuff to Hawaii overnight. That's crazy!" Holly was blown away.

"Holly, Oh Holly, earth to Holly Smith. This is Marshall Mitchel; may I speak to Holly Smith?" Marsh inquired.

"Yeah! Yeah!" Holley replied. "This is Holly Smith I'm just a little confused. I don't do international gigs just yet. I'm just a small time local DJ. Hawaii is NOT in my local area code. I ...ahhh... I have no idea how that would work. I....." Holly's voice trailed off.

"Holly? Can you drive your van and equipment out to the north side of town? Just off the interstate?" Marsh tried to be gentle and not laugh at her. He knew it was a shock, to have someone ask her to come to Hawaii.

"I, ah yes. I could drive a little out of town. What are you asking me to do? There's nothing out north of town but an old abandoned military base. I used to date a Marine from out there, years ago." Holly told Marsh.

That's exactly where I need you to go, Holly." Marsh told her. "You drive out and get off at the old base highway. Turn right and drive to the gate. My security guys will be expecting you. They will escort you to the airfield, and help you load your van into the transport. You don't need to do anything more, and you don't need to bring anything. We'll supply everything you need."

"Ah...OK. I guess I can do that. How soon do I have to be there?" Holly was still processing the instructions. This was all very crazy. A gig in Hawaii? Take her van and kids out and put it all on an airplane? What was she getting herself and her children into?

Marsh told her he would have his security team ready for her anytime in the next hour and a half. He said good bye, and handed the phone back to Terri. Terri talked to Holly for a few more minutes, assuring her that there was no danger and that this was a real gig.

Terri ended that call, and then she made a call to Patti's mother, Colleen Jamison. Terri didn't just ask for Brianne to come babysit. She invited Colleen and her husband to come if they wanted to, as well. After a few minutes of convincing, Colleen agreed to come to Hawaii, and Terri gave the phone to Marsh again to give her directions.

When Marsh gave Terri the phone again, Terri asked if Colleen would mind inviting Rachel and Jen Baker to come with her. Colleen agreed, and Terri was on a cloud as she ended the call.

Just as Terri finished her call, the door from the dining room opened and Joanna stuck her head inside. "Is everything OK in here?" she asked. "I think they are ready to start the party out here and I just wanted to make sure Terri is safe."

"Everything is better than OK." Terri sang. "These people are so great! I can't believe how much they are doing for us. Joanna, if you quit the police department and go to work for Marsh, You'll be working for the only boss in the world, that's as good as mine!"

Marsh looked at Joanna and suggested that she should take Terri out to the dining room and he and Leyanni would be right out. "Leyanni, is there an office with a phone that I can use, or should I go out to the cart and get my...I should go get my phone. I need to be available. I guess that's settled."

Leyanni smiled at him. "Boss, you are something else. No one else I know would make things happen the way you are."

"Thanks!" Marsh replied. He stepped over to Leyanni and wrapped his arms around her and planted a hot kiss on her lips. "You're pretty special too, girlfriend. And you are a great kisser." Marsh let Leyanni go, and walked to a door in the back of the conference room, that led out to the back where his Gator was parked.

He picked up his phone and made a call to the dispatch office at the home office. It took him about five minutes to tell the dispatch supervisor what he wanted and got an assurance that it would happen just the way Marsh asked for.

Marsh returned to the dining room, which had been totally transformed into a banquet hall. The lights had been dimmed, and there were candles glowing on all the tables. Most of the guests had found seats, and Marsh made his way to the head table, to sit between Becca and Trish. Dan sat between Kim and Beth, and Jimmy and Leyanni had seats on the ends of the table.

Marsh caught Terri's eye, and gave her a knowing smile and a nod. He mouthed the words, "Done deal." And Terri mouthed the phrase, "Thank you." Leyanni had watched them both, and gave Marsh a thumbs up. What had started as a simple weekend getaway for the Morrison and Banks families had turned into quite the production. Marsh was having a great time for the first time in four years, and Leyanni was right in her groove. She thrived on making a production work out.

When everyone had finally found the perfect place to sit, Marsh stood up to welcome all of the guests, and to propose a toast.

"On behalf of Turner Security I want to welcome all of you. Tonight we have a combination of our friends and families who have come together for the first time, here at the Lava Pit. The original group of people, who came to the island, came here to relax and enjoy the resort. That was, as I understand it, before two people who are very much in love decided to be joined together by taking their vows as early as tomorrow afternoon. Tonight we sit here as a whole group and hopefully before the end of this trip; we'll all become good friends. For those of you who just arrived, I want to extend to you an invitation to enjoy the resort and all its amenities. Leyanni, who is our resort manager, will run through all that information before we leave here tonight. But for now, I'd love to propose a toast to new friendships and long, high quality lives."

The meaning of Marsh's toast was not lost on Tom Banks and his family.

The wait staff had taken drink orders before Marsh had been seated. Becca had ordered sparkling grape juice for both Marsh and herself. Others in the Turner group ordered the sparkling juice, and others had ordered a beer, or Champaign, or some type of wine. The children below the legal age were given ginger ale or Seven Up, served in Champaign flutes. It made them feel good to have glasses just like the adults. No plastic cups for them tonight.

The whole group came to their feet, raised and clinked their glasses, and cheered, "Here, Here." The room was alight with cheerful voices, as everyone reveled in the warmth that the mood of festivity produced in the room. It was definitely a happy crowd.

After Marsh sat down, and the rest of the room quieted down, Dan stood up to propose another toast.

*******

Colleen Jamison didn't bother to tell her husband where she was going. She told him that she and Brianne were going out with Rachel Baker and Jen, and that they would be gone till sometime Monday. He saw no reason to even ask where they were going. He would have Saturday to play golf and Sunday to watch football, and would be back to work Monday morning. There'd nobody to ask him to do stuff around the house, or to bother him about how much beer he drank, and no teenaged girls asking for rides or money. What a weekend this would be.

Rachel and Jen arrived in about twenty minutes, and Colleen and Brianne were out the door and gone. There may have been a different attitude if Colleen had mentioned she was going to fly to Hawaii with Rachel and the girls, but she didn't and he really wasn't concerned. Rachel got on the interstate highway and headed out of town.

Holly Smith finished clearing the table and putting the dishes in the dishwasher. She was going to be going to a resort in Hawaii. That could only mean a fun weekend. Playing a few tunes and watching the Morrisons and their friends dance would be no problem. Holly didn't tell her children where they were going. She made sure they were wearing clean shirts and shorts, and loaded them in the van.

When she got off of the interstate, she turned right and drove about a mile to the Turner Security gate house. Holly had been on the base a couple of times in years past, but it was a little different now. She gave her name to the man in the guard shack, and he greeted her pleasantly. "Yes, of course Ms. Smith. I was expecting you. Please follow that Excursion with the flasher on. He'll lead you out to the transport plane where they'll get your van loaded and secured.

Rachel Baker arrived at the gate house as Holly was pulling out to follow the truck with the flashing lights. When she told the guard who she was, he told her to just follow the van in front of her, and there would be someone to show her where to park her car.

It took almost ten minutes to drive in the base to the large lot, beside a huge airplane hangar. The driver of the Excursion led Holly and Rachel through another gate and actually into the hangar. A man with an orange safety vest over a blue shirt directed Holly to pull the van right up behind a very big jet airplane that had a loading ramp open in the back that she could drive right up and into the airplane.

There was another orange vested worker just inside the plane, and she directed Holly to pull up the ramp, and she had Holly drive about half way into the big open area inside. When Holly was just where the handler wanted her, she was instructed to turn the motor off, and set the parking brake. She was then asked to get the children out of the car and go up to the front section of the plane.

Rachel Baker was directed to park over in a corner of the big hangar. The four women got out of the car, and an attendant asked Rachel to please leave her keys, so they could move the car if it became necessary. They were then led into the back of the jet, and up to the front section, where a flight attendant was helping Holly and her children get settled in some very comfortable reclining seats.

As Holly had gotten out of her van, there were several men attaching straps to the undercarriage, and securing the van in place. Everyone could hear the hydraulic lifts closing the back of the airplane by lifting the ramp into the opening at the back.

Holly's children were tired, but they were also excited. This was certainly a new experience, and an adventure at that.

When the seven passengers were all seated and properly buckled in, the flight attendant gave them instructions about safety, and what they could do and when. The back door of the passenger compartment was closed and locked and the big jet engines were started. The old C-141 transport had been pulled out of the hanger by a tug, and the engines started to spin up, moving the plane down the taxiway to the end of the runway.

The pilot was cleared almost immediately for takeoff, and accelerated down the runway. With the light load of cargo the C-141 lifted off at about the half-way point on the long runway, and took to the air smoothly.

The pilot welcomed the seven passengers and gave them a few instructions. After he was done, the cabin attendant showed everyone where the bathroom was and how to operate the seats, so they could lie down if they wanted to sleep.

There were enough seats so that everyone could sit next to a window if they wanted to, or on the isle if they liked that better. Jean and Josh (Holly's children) got up and moved from the windows to the isles, and went from the front to the back of the compartment. They talked to Brianne and Jen excitedly about the party they had been to at the Morrison's house and about how exciting it was to be flying somewhere on this big airplane, to go to another party.

The children tired out pretty quickly, and about an hour into the flight they sat in seats near their mother and went to sleep.

Holly, Jen, Brianne, Rachel and Colleen sat near each other and held a pleasant conversation for another thirty minutes or so, before they each nodded off to sleep as well.

**********

Dan's toast included wishes for everyone to get acquainted with and enjoy the company of all the new people that were in attendance. He joked about first impressions, and told the whole group about the double wedding in the plans for tomorrow.

He ended his toast with "May we find love, peace, friendship but most of all respect for the personal choices each of us make."

Again the assembled group stood and cheered, clinked their glasses, and took another sip of the drink they had ordered.

When Dan's toast was finished, he and all of the guests sat down. Leyanni was the only one who remained standing, and when the room was mostly quiet she started to speak. She commended everyone for quickly adapting to the au natural environment that she had recommended.

Then she described the resort's amenities and invited everyone to take advantage of any of them that they would like to use. She apologized for forgetting to tell the first group about the dive boats and the para-sailing boats that were also available. "Those will be staffed tomorrow until noon, and all day Sunday, if any of you would like to use them."

After that she told everyone that her presence would be scarce tomorrow morning, as there were two wedding parties to prepare for. "When you go to the cafeteria for breakfast in the morning, with the exception of the wedding parties, I will have people there to give you your sandals and te pāreu, after you finish breakfast. My assistants will show you how to wrap your te pāreu and tuck it so it won't come apart. The wedding will begin at 2 o'clock so please be in the garden by 1:30. If anyone has any questions, I'll be very happy to answer them while we are waiting for dinner to be served."

With that Leyanni returned to the head table where Marsh had insisted she join them, and as she sat down, Ted Johnson stood up and spoke. "My name is Ted Johnson, I don't have a question but I'd like to personally thank Leyanni for all the work she's put into the last minute planning of not just one wedding of my dear friends Dan Morrison and Beth Thompson but two weddings including my most recent friends Dr. Marshall Mitchel and Rebecca Andrews. It boggles my mind the amount of coordination it must have been for you to even attempt a feat like this. Thank you Leyanni!"

The group once again jumped to their feet and roared with cheers and applause. Leyanni stood in front of the room and nodded her head in several directions acknowledging the appreciation shown by the standing ovation.

There were comments from several other people, and as they finished their introductions and acknowledgements the wait staff came out of the kitchen with trays of food. Marsh noticed that each server went to the right person with the right food order. There were no errors, even with the large number of meals served at the same time. To Marsh that spoke of top shelf management, at his resort. He made a mental note to thank Jimmy, Leyanni, and Konia Lohunukonu. He would also ask Konia to assemble the staff so he could thank them as well.

While the servers were distributing the dinner plates, Terri Powell got up and walked over to Leyanni. "You know who I am," Terri began. "I want to offer to help you in the morning. I'm in charge of almost everything at Dan and Kim's house, and I'm not used to sitting back and doing nothing. You are doing all of us a huge favor, and providing us with more than we could have ever expected on a four day weekend trip. If there are any time consuming tasks, I'd be really honored to help with anything you could assign to me."

Leyanni stood up again, wrapped her arms around Terri, and kissed her. "Terri, you have no idea how much you just did for me right now. I have quite a few employees that are at my service, but unfortunately they don't know the people that are here in your party. I would love to have you come up to my office in the morning and help me with the personal details for everyone. You just made a new friend for life, girlfriend."

"I'm in." Terri said happily. "What time would you like me to show up?"

"Oh girl," Leyanni replied. "I'll probably get into my office by around 0730, but you're on vacation this weekend. You just come on up whenever you get up and are ready to be doing something in the morning."

"Leyanni," Terri smiled. "I'm usually up by 0600 in the morning, and I usually go to the kitchen and start the coffee, so everyone in the house has a fresh cup when they get up. I'll be up early and have nothing to do tomorrow. I guess I'll just come up to the cafeteria and have some coffee and breakfast while I wait for you."

Leyanni smiled back at Terri. "I'll come in and join you in the cafeteria and we can get a little better acquainted over breakfast, then." She told Terri.

Terri went back to her seat, and joined everyone else in consuming the very well made food. During the dinner, Dan commented to Jimmy and Marsh that he was sure none of the Turner employees had any reason not to eat very well either here in Hawaii, or back at the company headquarters. The food was really good here and back at the Hole in the Wall. The service was great as well.

Some of the wait staff began collecting dinner plates, and others brought out the deserts. While the transition was taking place Leyanni got a text message telling her that the fireworks show she had arranged for was ready, so she stood up again and made the announcement that there would be a fireworks show over at the amphitheater as soon as everyone was finished and made their way over there.

John Simpson was on his feet immediately and yelled, "ALL RIGHT! This place is AWESOME!"

"WOW! FIREWORKS!" Andy White exclaimed.

"I LOVE FIREWORKS!" Jimmy added.

Suddenly all the kids in the room ate their dessert faster in hopes of getting to the fireworks faster. All of them were very excited and none of them could sit still.

Jimmy was the first adult to finish his desert. He got up and walked over to the main doors of the Lava Pit and called to the kids: "Ok, all of us kids get to go first. Line up here and I'll take you over to the amphitheater."

There was a mad rush of all the young people in the group to join Jimmy by the doors. He opened the doors saying, "Come on, follow me."

As the children, including Jimmy made their way quickly out the doors, it was readily apparent to the adults left in the dining room that they needed to get done with their desert and make their way over to the amphitheater.

Trish got to her feet, and looked around the room, and spoke out. "I haven't seen him so happy and act like that, eeeever! I don't know what got into him but I sure hope whatever it is, he'll keep it up. I like seeing my dad like this."

Leyanni stood up again and said, "We'd better get out of here and follow that gang because I'm afraid there'll be trouble if they get there and have to wait for us."

Marsh, Becca, Trish, Leyanni, and Wolf went out the back door, and loaded up in Marsh's Gator, with Leyanni in the driver's seat, Trish in the front passenger's seat, and Marsh and Becca wrapped in each other's arms, in the back seat with Wolf.
By the time the Turner management team showed up, the young folks were all seated in the middle around Jimmy. They were ready for the show. Most of the rest of the adults were taking seats around them and the atmosphere was electric with expectation.

Leyanni led Becca, Trish, Marsh and Wolf to what looked like a special seating area up at the back of the main seating area. It was a little bit more elevated from the back seats, and there was a low fence between the main seating area and this one. Leyanni opened the gate and let the rest of the group in. As she let the gate close, she texted someone with her phone and within less than sixty seconds the sky lit up with red, white, and blue sparkles, followed almost immediately by two thunderous explosions that shook the ground and the trees around the amphitheater.

For the next half hour, the sky turned a myriad of colors, and the sound of explosions filled the air and shook the surroundings. Trish, Becca and Leyanni all checked on Wolf several times, but he was unfazed by the sight and sound of the fireworks show. He had grown up with Marsh in and around combat situations both real and training simulations. This was just another evening with his human partner. At least there were no deadly projectiles flying by here.

The grand finale lasted longer than anybody in this group had ever seen. The OOOOUUUUs and AHHHHs were everywhere and after the sights and sounds died away, there were "WOW"s and "Oh My God"s from many of the children and adults.

Abby Simpson had watched Leyanni lead the Turner management up to the reserved seating area. Now she scrambled over some of the seats and ran up to where Leyanni was seated. Marsh got up and opened the gate for her and asked, "Is there something we can do for you, little lady?"

"My name is Abby Simpson, and I've never been here before," Abby said. "But I'm having a lot of fun. Do you have fun stuff like this every night?"

Leyanni chuckled. "I'm afraid not," she answered. "We have some neighbors that complain about it being too noisy if we do it too often. Some of them don't have any young children, and they like it to be completely quiet around here. We try to be good neighbors most of the time, but sometimes we just have to celebrate. If they complain we'll tell them we're sorry, but they know we'll do it again."

"I just want to say thank you for all this fun stuff to do." Abby responded. "My brother and sister and me are doing things we've never done before, and we are really having fun. Thank you!"

"You are very welcome, little lady," replied Leyanni. "If you need anything while you're here, you just come to me and I'll try to help you, OK?"

"Ooo Kaaay." Abby quipped. "I think I should go now, in case my brother needs me."

Abby took off running back down to the front of the amphitheater, where Jimmy was still surrounded by youngsters of all ages. Some of the older kids (late teens early twenties) were asking Jimmy about how things had been when he came home from Vietnam. They were genuinely interested in the history of the years before they were born. The Vietnam War was something just mentioned in their history classes. Here they sat with a guy that had been there and had experienced it.

Papa Victor and Rick Jamison were adding stories to what Jimmy was telling them and everyone was listening with rapt attention to the "old guys" telling how they were asked to fight for their country and how they had been ridiculed and hated when they got home.

Several times one or the other of the veterans would have a hard time with their emotions, and several times one of the older teens would step over and give them a hug. Marsh sat and watched as Jenna Morrison, Angela White, Joanna Doyle, Jill Branigan, Audrey Banks, and several others took turns giving hugs and kisses to Jimmy, Rick, and Papa Victor.

At one point the story telling slowed, and Tina Simpson called her children and suggested that it was getting close to their bed time. All three, of course, protested as they reminded their mother that it was Friday, and Jimmy had told them he would take them out on a night cruise on his yacht, to see the ocean at night.

Jimmy corroborated their story, and Tina agreed that they could go if they promised to listen to and follow any and all instructions that Jimmy gave them.

Jimmy proceeded to lead a group of about fifteen "children" over to a small marina that he had gotten permission to build in a small cove on one side of the resort.

When they got to the cove and looked at the docks, they saw several slips with a variety of boats. The two dive boats and the two para-sailing boats were there as well as Jimmy's sixty foot yacht, and there was a large speed boat that was covered with a blue and white fitted Sunbrella top cover.

Jimmy led the group of young people down on the dock and helped them all onboard his big boat. By the time all the kids were onboard there were some parents and friends that had followed them to the dock, and asked permission to come aboard as well. Jimmy's boat was big enough for almost everybody in the Morrison/Turner party to come on board and he gladly invited them to join. If anyone had counted, they would have arrived at a total of 26 people that ended up aboard Jimmy's yacht.

Jimmy asked the Thompson boys if they would help him cast off, and Jimmy expertly drove the big boat out of the little marina and onto the open water.

The amphitheater had all but emptied. Dan, Kim and Beth came up to where Marsh, Trish, Becca and Leyanni were still conversing about the schedule of events for the next day. When they got to the reserved seating area they joined the conversation which lasted another twenty minutes, before Marsh changed the subject.

"Leyanni," Marsh asked. "Did Dwain Anderson bring my boat over yesterday?"

"He did, Marsh. It's over in our marina." Leyanni answered. "He and a couple of our captains put the cover on it, because they weren't sure whether you would have time to take it out. One of our guys topped off your fuel tanks and it should be ready to go whenever you want to take it out."

"Super!" exclaimed Marsh. "Could I interest everyone here in a night ride out on the ocean in a fast boat?" Seating might be a little tight, but we're all friends, so being close together shouldn't be a problem, and we can all move around a bit and take turns inside the berth."

Agreement was unanimous. The seven of them headed for the marina, where Marsh, Dan, Becca, and Leyanni, made short work of taking off the cover. They rolled it up and stowed in in the compartment behind the aft seats.

Marsh showed everyone around the sleek blue over white boat with the gold accent graphics. Marsh hit the starters and the two 1350 horse power engines roared to life. Marsh let the engines idle for a few minutes, before he asked Leyanni to cast off the bow line, and Becca to cast off the stern line.

Dan sat in the middle of the rear seat with Kim on one side and Beth on the other. Trish had taken the front passenger seat, and as Marsh idled the long boat out of the marina, Leyanni and Becca went down into the cabin. Once outside the little harbor, Marsh rolled up the throttles, and pointed the bow towards the open water.

The Pacific Ocean was living up to its name. The water had low gentle swells, and by the time the 43 foot Donzi was up to one hundred ten miles an hour, the ride was smoothe.

Jimmy's yacht was well lit up, and Marsh could see it out in front of him soon after he had throttled back to a comfortable ninety miles an hour. He held a straight course so that he would pass on the starboard side of Jimmy's Hatteras 60 motor yacht.

Jimmy was cruising at a leisurely 22 knots, (25 mph) and everyone onboard was enjoying themselves. The Simpson children and Andy White were on the flybridge with Jimmy. He was letting the children take turns at the helm, and they were in love with him for treating them like they were real people. Jimmy believed they were. They had protested a little when Jimmy insisted they wear life jackets, but when Jimmy strapped one on himself, they all put one on.

Tina and Jeff were sitting in the flybridge lounge, having a conversation with Emily and Todd Benson, while the Simpson children and Andy White rotated through the captain's chair. Joanna, Terri, and Katie were sitting in deck chairs on the aft-flybridge deck.

Peter and Helen Thompson were sitting in the salon on the main deck, with Peter's brother Martin, and his fiancée Jill Branigan. The Thompson brothers had a cold beer, and Helen and Jill each had a glass of wine. They were talking about Martin and Jill's wedding plans. Their wedding date was still a ways off.

Kevin, Jenna, and Hanna had availed themselves of the VIP cabin, where they were sharing each other in a loving three way.

Audrey, Frank, and Katie, (Audrey Banks' friend) were similarly occupied in the master cabin, while Brian and Angela White, were sharing some quality time on the aft-main deck with Carrie Thompson and Fred Holden.

The Simpson children had gotten up at their normal time at home, so they were starting to feel the effects of something new – Jet Lag. The adults were feeling it as well, so Jimmy suggested that Tina might want to take her children down to the guest cabin and let them lie down and get some sleep.

The guest cabin only had two berths, but the children were small enough to double up on one of the beds, so there was plenty of room for them to lie down and go to sleep.

Tina made each of them use the bathroom first and they were asleep almost the minute their little heads hit the pillows.

When Tina returned to the flybridge, Jimmy suggested that she and Jeff might want to just sleep in one of the other cabins tonight and not even bother to wake up the children.

When the children went down to go to sleep, Jimmy instructed Andy White in making a wide U-turn, and head the yacht back towards the resort. Andy was thrilled that Jimmy was letting him pilot the yacht back to the resort.

Jimmy used the Turner satellite system to contact Marsh, who had stopped the big, fast Donzi. The seven occupants of the hot rod boat had begun to discuss the planned nuptials. Leyanni made mental notes of things that Beth and Becca thought were important to them. She would talk to the musicians, decorators, and florists in the morning, to make sure everything was just right.

Everyone was a little surprised as the radio crackled to life. "From Elise," Jimmy called. "This is The Little Snot. Come in please."

Marsh turned his captain's chair to the side, and picked up the microphone for the marine radio. "You Little Snot!" He replied sarcastically. "Jimmy, you woke us all up. What's so important that you had to use scare tactics?"

Everyone on board the From Elise started to laugh, and it was obvious in Jimmy's voice that he was too. "From Elise," Jimmy replied. The Little Snot is going home and going to bed. I just didn't want you to figure out you were out here all alone and get into a panic. There's a satellite beacon you can tune to, and your auto pilot will take you back to the resort. Leyanni knows the frequency."

"Well thank you so much, you Little Snot!" Marsh was being sarcastic again. "You lead us out here into the wide open waters, and then you turn around and abandon us to the sharks. I see how this works. I'm warning you, ya Little Snot, You're gonna get yours."

"I can hardly wait, From Elise," Jimmy quipped. "As I recall there's way more young, pretty women on that boat than ugly old men. I'll take my chances. Little Snot out."

"Little Snot," Marsh replied. "I hope I get to watch when you try to take on these five vixens. You're gonna be sorry you even tried. From Elise out."

When Marsh unkeyed the mic this time Dan chuckled, and asked: "Little Snot? From Elise? I bet there are some stories here. Would you care to share with the rest of us?"

Trish answered immediately. "I can tell you about the Little Snot." She said. Jimmy went to the factory to test boats. When they took him out in the 100 foot motor yacht, he piloted it for his test ride, and said it operated really nice. It was Slicker than Gorilla Snot, as he put it. So when he bought the 100 for his Florida place, he named it Slicker than Gorilla Snot. He cruises the Caribbean and the Gulf of Mexico with that boat, when he's entertaining some of his wealthy clients."

"When he bought all the land and the resort in Hawaii, he wanted to get a boat to have here, and with the size of the docking facility he could have, another hundred foot boat was too big. He bought the sixty footer and named it the Little Snot."

"That's the story of Jimmy's yachts. Marsh will have to tell you about From Elise, 'cause I have no idea how that name came along."

Dan then asked, "You say he cruises the Caribbean, and the Gulf of Mexico? Isn't he afraid of drug runners and piracy, down there?"

Becca laughed at that. "Please remember who you're talking about, Dan. The Gorilla Snot, and the Little Snot, both belong to Jimmy Turner, the guy with satellite surveillance, and security personnel around the globe. If a boat gets within a hundred miles of him he has it on a satellite camera and knows who it is and what they are doing. If there's gonna be a problem, or he thinks there will be a problem, He calls his friends in the Navy or the Coast Guard. If the threat is imminent, Jimmy calls in an air strike, and pop goes the weasel."

"I was with him down there one day, when four guys in a rigid hull inflatable came on the screen. Jimmy turned the Gorilla Snot around and rolled on full throttles when he got close to them. The port side of the bow hit that little thing, and ripped it to shreds. When we went back the drug runners were in the water screaming for help. Jimmy ran the throttles up again and buried those guys in the wake. I'm pretty sure they were shark food in a short time, but we never went back to see."

Dan looked at Becca and said, "That doesn't even sound friendly, girlfriend. Has the word spread around that the Gorilla Snot is not the boat to mess with?"

"With a few of them," Becca replied. "But there are so many different factions down there that he seems to get some stupid runners trying to take him on every couple of years. At least there's been three tries in the last five years, he told me. All three had the same amount of success. One of his Navy friends says the Navy wishes there were more guys like Jimmy cruising those waters. There would be a lot less horror stories."

"OK", Dan said. Between Becca and Trish, we've gotten a good explanation of the Snot boats. Now let's hear about From Elise. What's her story?"

Marsh heaved a huge sigh. "I'll try to get through this. If I have to stop periodically you'll know why." Marsh stopped and drew a deep cleansing breath.

"It was just about five years ago. I was working four nights in a row, over a weekend. I wasn't going to get to spend much time with Becky and Elise, who had just turned six. I was there for her birthday party, but had to work the next weekend."

"Elise had told her mommy that she wanted to go to the boat show, down at Long Beach. Since daddy was going to be slammed at work, Becky agreed that she would take Elise to the boat show. Elise was elated. She had an agenda that neither mommy nor daddy had clue about."

"Elise was up early and dressed and ready early that Saturday morning. Becky couldn't do anything fast enough to please that little girl on that day. And when they finally got to the show, Elise knew exactly where she wanted to go. She needed to see the Donzi exhibit. When Becky asked her what was so important about the Donzi exhibit, Elise told her that "Daddy wants a big fast Donzi motor boat, so I want to buy him one for his birthday."

"There were a lot of boats in the convention center, but Elise had a one track mind. When they were close enough for Elise to see the Donzi banner, she made a bee-line to the large display of Donzi boats. She was in the middle of the booth for a couple minutes before her mother could catch up."

Elise looked up at Becky with her bright blue eyes and told her, "Mommy, Daddy wants that boat right over there." She was pointing at the 43ZR. "I want to buy him one."

"Elise," Becky replied. "That boat is a lot of money. Do you really want to spend a lot of money on a boat for daddy?"

"Oh yes mommy," Elise beamed. I'll be glad to spend all my money, if I have to. Daddy treats me like I'm special, and he says I deserve it. If I I'm so special, my daddy is as special as I am and he deserves a special boat, even if it is expensive."

"Elise had been leading Becky over to the shiny new Donzi 43 ZR, sitting in the booth. As they got to the boat, a salesman walked up. Elise looked at him and asked if this was the biggest, fastest boat they had. To which he replied. 'Young lady, you have a good eye. That is the fastest boat in this booth, and maybe in the whole building. Would you like to take a ride in a boat just like this one? We have one just like this, down in the marina, and I can have the man take you for a ride if you want one."

"Elise was giddy with anticipation as the salesman led her and Becky down to the harbor where there were many boats docked in the water for demo rides. The salesman said something to the two guys at the big Donzi boat and they immediately began getting the boat ready to take out."

"The salesman had a name tag on that said he was Josh somebody. And Elise didn't really care who he was, she just wanted to ride in a boat like the one she wanted to buy for her daddy."

"Becky had looked at the nametag earlier when they had entered the booth in the convention center. It said Josh Stickles, and it identified him as the vice president of marketing. No wonder the guys snapped right to when he asked them for something."

Josh went through a few steps, turning on the bilge vent, fuel pump, and the battery switch. When he started up the two high output Mercury Racing Motors, Elise got goose bumps on her arms. This was going to be fun.

"Elise chose the front passengers seat, and Becky sat in the middle of the rear seat. Josh, of course, took his place in the captain's chair. He idled the big boat out of the marina and when he got past the breakwater, he rolled the throttles up to full speed."

"The big boat accelerated to over one hundred miles an hour before Josh throttled back and cruised at about seventy five. He let Elise steer the boat for a few minutes, then turned back towards the marina. Elise was hooked. She had to have this boat for her daddy."

"Josh sat in the boat and talked to Elise and Becky about buying a boat like this one. Josh told Elise he would take her money and sell her the boat if her mommy would pay for the shipping to get the boat where she wanted it. That worked for Elise. She had no idea that her mommy was adding a bit more than four hundred thousand dollars to cover the "shipping," but she was buying her daddy his boat for his birthday."

"When the fiberglass was almost finished, Becky took Elise to North Carolina in Marsh's Falcon jet so she could add her special touch. On the aft lid of the engine cover, Elise wrote "Happy Birthday Daddy. Then on the transom she had them put in bold gold colored letters "FROM ELISE."

"The fiberglass guys at the factory enhanced Elise's writing and embossed the "From Elise" so it stood out on the transom. They then finished the entire gel coat in the blue and white Elise had ordered, and the mechanics and upholsterers finished putting the boat together, including putting the biggest fastest motors Elise could buy. They were Mercury Racing 1350 HO engines, and they were staggered in the engine room."
"Elise had no idea what all that meant, but she was happy that they were giving her daddy the biggest and best."

"The boat was water-tested in the water off the Carolina coast, and then it was packaged on a trailer and taken to Long Beach, California, and loaded into a shipping container and delivered to Hawaii. Becky and Elise went down to the docks to watch them load the boat on the container ship."

Marsh paused for a minute, and wiped his eyes, before he continued. "I took Elise and Becky, along with Sue and Jenni, to Hawaii for a long weekend, for my birthday. I still had no clue what they had done. I parked the falcon in my hanger, at HNL, and took them to the house in the 412. As I flew over the front of our house I got a brief look at the boat, but I was flying the helicopter so I didn't look it over very good. After we landed Elise would not let me unload anything from the helo. She took my hand and led me to the driveway."

"I walked up to the back of the Donzi 43 ZR, read the writing and the name stuck. She was ever to be the "From Elise."

Marsh had to stop again. This time he cried out loud, and the tears poured down his cheeks. Through his tears Marsh cried; "God I miss that little angel. She had such a big heart. To think she was willing to spend every penny she had to buy her daddy the boat he wanted. I can't believe how blessed I was."

Marsh paused again, and Trish and Becca wrapped him in their arms, and tried to comfort him. Marsh wept for at least five minutes, before he could gather himself to go on.

"We took the boat out three times that weekend, and then we came over to Hawaii at least once a month till the accident. We were scheduled to go over and take a two day cruise with the boat the weekend after the accident. ... God I miss her."

Everyone was quiet for a few minutes, and then Becca went below into the cabin and got the big floodlight to light things up on the back of the boat. She stood on the swim step and flooded the transom and aft deck, so everyone else could come back and look at the lettering again.

When everyone had looked at the lettering they all came back to the cockpit, and Dan asked Marsh, "So how much did Elise end up paying for this thing, Marsh?"

"Elise had an invoice from Donzi, for one hundred fifty one dollars and ten cents. That left her with five dollars and change to her name. Becky had an invoice for the shipping that said she gave them a check for four hundred eighty six thousand, three hundred twenty eight dollars and 87 cents."

"In my opinion I don't care what it cost. It was the best birthday present I've ever gotten, or will ever get. If I ever retire this boat, I'll build a garage/museum to store it in where I can just walk in and look at it, any time I want to.

Everyone was quiet for a few minutes, just contemplating the things Marsh had just revealed. Kim was the first to break the silence. "Marsh," Kim asked. I keep hearing you mention your Falcon, and you mentioned that Becky took it somewhere. Can you expand on that?"

Marsh smiled. "Several years ago I got a killer deal on a drug seizure Dassault Falcon jet. Becky was already a private pilot, and when I got the Falcon, she insisted I teach her to fly it. She did quite a bit of traveling with that thing when I checked her off to fly it. She took Elise, Sue, and Jenni all around the country for two day shopping trips. She was a really good pilot, and more careful than most anybody I've ever flown with."

"If you want, Kim, I'll bring it back to our Turner air field, and Becca and I can teach you to fly it so you can take Jenna and others to shop in distant areas also. I haven't been flying it nearly enough in the last four years. Now that Jimmy gave me a new Gulfstream, I won't be using it much any time soon either. Someone should use it."

"Oh wow," Kim responded. "Jenna and Joanna just told Dan they want to learn to fly. Maybe I can take the classes with them and we can all learn to fly it."

Marsh was quick to respond. "I don't see a problem with that Kim. Becca and I are both FAA licensed instructors, so we should be able to get y'all caught up in short order. That is if Dan says it's OK. I don't want to do anything to piss him off."

Kim gave Dan an evil look. "If that guy gives anybody any trouble I'm gonna set up a conspiracy, and he will be cut off in no-time flat, right Beth?"

"Oh you betcha," Beth agreed. "Us girls have got to stick together. He's a little too cocky already."

Now it was Dan's turn. "Hey now!" he exclaimed. "You leave my cock "y" out of this. You know you all liked it the last time you took it for a ride."

"See to it you behave now Mr. Morrison," Becca chipped in. "Marsh here has one of those, and his is as good as or better than yours. I can just loan your gals Marsh once in a while and you'll be high and dry and getting well acquainted with Miss. Rosie Palm, in no time at all. Marsh may not be able to do all of us at once, but I bet he can do well enough to keep us all happy, in the long run."

"Yeah, Becca!" Kim encouraged. "You tell him. We have options just as good as he has. Maybe better."

Dan threw up his hands. "OK! OK! I give!" he conceded. "You girls win. I need you more than you need me. Can we kiss and make up now?"

"OOOOOOUUUUU!" Beth sang. "That sounds like a great idea. I'll kiss you Dan! And I'll go way beyond that if you'd like."

Beth was sitting on Dan's lap on the port side of the back seat. She turned and put her feet up on the seat, and rotated her body to face Dan. She pressed her tight body against the front of Dan, and proceeded to engage a lip lock that showed no indication that it might end anytime soon. Dan's hands began to stroke up and down Beth's back, and down to her pear shaped ass cheeks.

There were carbon fiber air intake scoops on each side of the motor cover, which formed a sort of raised barrier to prevent someone lying on the cover from rolling off the sides. The deck between the scoops was padded and upholstered. Leyanni moved up on the motor cover and reached out her hand for Kim to follow. Kim was more than happy to join the Hawaiian beauty where they continued the exploration of each other while their tongues dueled.

Wedding planning had come to a screeching halt. Marsh asked Trish to get off of his lap, and go down into the cabin and wait for him. He suggested that Becca should join her.

Marsh stood up and walked to the port side gunnel and pushed the switch that controlled the convertible rear seat. Dan and Beth were suddenly on a double sized bed. Beth looked up at Marsh. "Thank you!" She said in a voice that was somewhere between a whisper, and a husky, deep, exotic, lusty, moan.

"Any time," Marsh smiled as he turned and disappeared into the forward cabin, where Trish and Becca had started without him. Mother and daughter were locked in a hot kiss, and their hands were exploring each other's bodies. Soft moans of pleasure were the only sounds in the cabin. Marsh stood and watched from the galley section of the cabin.

Becca got up on her hands and knees, and moved between her mother's legs. She looked up into Trish's eyes, and whispered, "I love you, mom." Then Becca buried her face in the smooth softness of her mother's inner thighs.

As Becca's tongue began to probe Trish's warm flower, Marsh decided he was going to step up behind her and attend to Becca's dripping pussy.

Just as Marsh started to move, the cabin was invaded by two very beautiful ladies. Kim and Leyanni had decided to see if the cabin was warmer than the rear deck. It was by no means cold out there, but the soft breeze blowing across the ocean could seem chilly to certain exposed body parts. They found the cabin was just heating up.

Leyanni took aim at the same target Marsh was about to attack. She scooted right up behind Becca, and buried her face in-between Becca's warm smooth inner thighs. Becca's moans of approval were muffled in Trish's hot pussy.

With three ladies now in the forward V-berth, Marsh converted the lounge into another berth, where he and Kim commenced to start exploring each other, in a sixty nine position, for starters.

As things heated up more in the plush interior, Dan and Beth made the decision to make it unanimous. They joined Marsh and Kim on the converted lounge loveseats, which had formed a larger than king sized bed.

In the forward V-berth Trish, Becca, and Leyanni moved to form a daisy chain of three. Becca had been working her mother's hot pussy with her experienced tongue and the index and middle finger of her left hand. Trish's first orgasm was light and tasty, like an appetizer at a fine restaurant.

As that first climax slowed, Trish increased her manipulation of Leyanni's hard clit, and inserted her right middle finger into the Hawaiian beauty's love tunnel. She let her finger search out Leyanni's G-spot, and began to strum the soft little rough patch of pleasure. Kim had warmed Leyanni up out on the rear deck, so Leyanni's pleasure advanced quite quickly. Leyanni's first climax rocked the boat. Her voice cried out in appreciation.

Trish locked her lips around Leyanni's stiletto hard clit, and continued to rub her finger across her G-spot. Trish continued to do to Leyanni the things that Marsh had done to her in the recent past. Leyanni progressed from soft moans to louder moans then to loud expressions of ecstasy. "Oh!......Oh Trish! Oooooh! OOOOOooooh Trish! OOOOOoooh Tttrrrrriiiiisssssssh! Leyanni screamed.

Her body stiffened, and bucked up and down on the mattress. Her abdomen tightened and her pussy spasmed, clamping down on Trish's finger while her thighs clamped onto the sides of Trish's head.

Everyone in the cabin of the boat stopped what they were doing, and watched the beautiful Hawaiian goddess in the throes of ecstasy. Her body responded to an unseen drummer of its own for what seemed like forever to Trish, who could neither move nor breathe. It was really only about ninety seconds, and Leyanni slowly relaxed. Trish took a huge deep breath, and lifted her head. Her face was covered in Leyanni's juices.

Trish laid her head on the side of Leyanni's pubic mound, half on her hip and half on her lower abdomen. Her face was turned up towards Leyanni's face, and Trish watched her lover's body relax and conscious recognition come back into her face.

Leyanni's eye lids fluttered and as she looked down between her breasts, she looked into Trish's eyes, where she recognized love. She could also see tears forming.

"Oh Trish," Leyanni whispered. "Whatever is wrong, sweetheart?"

"Nothing is wrong." Trish replied. "Those are tears of joy. I've never done that before. I feel so good to have given you that kind of pleasure. That was so much fun!" Trish's smile was infective, and everyone in the boat caught it.

Leyanni reach her hand down towards Trish and drew her up into a three way hug with Becca, Leyanni and Trish.

Kim was still impaled on Marsh's semi hard cock. The excitement in the V-berth had distracted everyone. A few squeezes from Kim's talented pussy began the recharging of Marsh's tool, which was quickly ready for action again.

Kim began slow small rotating motions on Marsh's cock. Her clit rubbed on his pubic bone, just above the base of Marsh's cock, and her motions began to crescendo. Her love tunnel alternately grasped Marsh's tool as she lowered her hips, and released him as she pulled up off of him. She was careful not to let the tip pull out of her scalding hot pussy.

As Kim's actions accelerated, so did her verbal expressions of pleasure. Her moans started to run together, and became interspersed with Oooohs and Aaaahhhhs, and Yeeeassss! Then the occasional Yes Marsh! Oh Yesss!

Trish, Becca, and Leyanni turned so they could all watch what was happening in the converted dining area, where Marsh and Kim were thoroughly enjoying each other's skill sets. Dan and Beth were quickly catching up, as to the activities and vocal renditions of ecstasy.

Beth was on her back with her legs raised to her chest, and spread as wide as Dan was willing to let them separate. Dan's mouth was attached to Beth's left nipple. His left thumb and middle finger were rolling her right nipple between them, as his index finger flicked back and forth across the rough tip of the nipple.

Dan's cock was imbedded alternately to his balls, and then slowly retracted till just the tip of his mushroom cockhead was parting her engorged pussy lips. Dan came to a full stop at each end of each stroke, as he took his time, trying to maximize the pleasure inflicted on his lover.

Beth and Kim both began having progressively stronger orgasms. It seemed that they were each sparking the pleasure of the other. Beth would scream in pleasure, followed by Kim's expression of ecstasy, which would then set Beth off again.

The trio of observers watching from the forward V-berth each had a hand buried in their own pussy, rubbing furiously.

Marsh sensed that Kim was working up to the "big one". Her well-toned pussy muscles began to squeeze his cock spastically, instead of the regular controlled massage Kim usually applied. Her breathing got irregular, and her thrusts slammed her hips down on Marsh hard.

Kim's moans had ended and she screamed in ecstasy.

Beside Marsh and Kim, Dan was pounding into Beth like a ninety pound jack hammer. Beth shouted YES! YES! YES! With each stroke Dan pounded into her. Dan could feel Beth building to a record breaking climax, as her breathing became irregular, and her head thrashed from side to side.

Beth's pussy began to spasm, and as it clamped down on his cock, Dan's balls tightened and he could feel his own climax start to spew his baby making juice deep into Beth's scalding tunnel.

Beth and Dan's loud, euphoric climaxes set off the "final straw" for Kim and Marsh. Kim screamed one last time that everyone in the cabin of the boat figured woke anyone asleep in San Francisco. Her body stiffened and then fell on top of Marsh in absolute silence. Kim didn't breathe for about forty five seconds as she lay limp on Marsh's chest. Marsh had thrust upwards into Kim and when he relaxed she fell to the mattress with him between her and the bed.

Becca and Trish looked at each other with huge smiles on their faces. Trish spoke first. "He did it to her, too, baby girl."

"He sure did mom!" Becca breathed huskily. "She's ruined now."

"Oh...My...God! Leyanni exclaimed. "What did he do to Kim? That was spectacular! I came as hard as I have ever climaxed in my life, and I was just watching."

"Oh girlfriend," Trish replied. "I don't know what he does, but whatever it is, he does it to every girl he's with, and we LOVE it!

Marsh lay on his back with his arms around Kim. He could feel her heartbeat, and her shallow, irregular gasps for breath. He knew Kim would come back to the land of the living. In the meantime, Marsh reveled in the warmth that he always felt after he had pleasured a woman to the point of having her pass out in ecstasy. Marsh knew Kim was hooked, and she would be asking Becca for rides on her stud in the future.

Marsh got a huge amount of pleasure in inflicting that much pleasure on his lovers. He knew that many of his gender were into pleasuring themselves, and didn't really care about the women they were with. Not Marsh! He got way more pleasure from sending his lovers into euphoric bliss.

Dan rolled off of Beth, and Beth turned on her left side to watch Kim. "Dan did that to Katie this afternoon," Beth reported. "That little girl was GONNE!

Dan spooned up behind her and wrapped her in his arms. He also watched Kim. Both of them, along with the three ladies up in the V-berth, could see that Marsh was softly stroking his hands along Kim's back, each stroke softly massaging from her shoulders to the back of her thighs.

Kim's head was laid on the right side of Marsh's chest and his right shoulder. Marsh could feel when her eyelids began to flutter. Kim's facial muscles began to twitch at the same time her pussy began to spasm lightly. Marsh was still imbedded pretty deeply in that hot wet tunnel, at about half of his maximum hardness.

Kim made a voluntary flex of her pussy as she hummed a soft moan of pleasure. "Mmmmm. That feels really good." She paused, and then continued to speak a little louder. "Becca ... Does your stud pony ride that good every time? That....was... magnificent."

"I won't speak for anyone but myself." Becca softly replied, "But he's always done that to me. You need to understand, Kim. Marsh is the one and only man I've had, but I have it on pretty good authority, that he's that good to anyone fortunate enough to ride him."

"You found someone who would talk?" Kim asked.

"Hell no!" Becca gasped. "But I've watched my mother, and Sue and Jenni ride. You'll have to ask them if you want to know what they experienced."

Trish looked at Kim, lying peacefully on Marsh's chest. "Kim, you know my reputation... Marsh is the best I've ever had. My dad is pretty good. He's gotten a lot of experience over the years, but Marsh has something I can't describe, and you just got the best you'll ever have. If you can describe it, please write it down so the rest of us can describe it too."

Dan decided to join the conversation. "Marsh...If you just ruined my first wife for me, I'll guarantee you, I'm not letting you near the second one. Beth is now declared a protected species."

Everyone in the boat chuckled, and Kim turned to look at Dan and Beth. "Dan... my love, my main squeeze, my best man. I'm still yours. I always will be. I will however want to borrow Becca's ride, once in a while, if she'll let me. Becca, trust me. You have one magnificent stud horse."

Now Marsh decided to join the fray. "Ladies," he said. I am right here. I really do appreciate the accolades, but I suspect that my friend Dan is as good as I am, or at least could be, if he had my educational background. I just watched him and Beth, and I don't hear Beth complaining."

"I think if we were to poll the west coast of California, they would say Beth and Kim were pretty equal in waking the dead in the cemeteries."

The cabin broke out in laughter again. "You won't hear any arguments in this boat," said Leyanni. "This has been the best boat ride I've ever had," she continued. "And I've had a lot of boat rides."

Marsh looked around at the happy faces in the cabin of his boat. "Ladies and gentleman," he began. "I would like to thank each one of you for a very pleasant evening. I haven't been this happy in four years. If tonight was any indication, tomorrow is going to be absolutely fantastic. Now I think I should head up to the bridge and take us back to the real world, and get us ready for a full day of celebration, tomorrow."

I think I will tie us off at the dock, go up to the closest shower, get the worst of the stench off of me and come back to the boat for a few minutes of shut-eye. You are all invited to join me, or head out to where ever you would like to park your pretty little heads."

Marsh rolled himself into a sitting position at the edge of the berth, and from there he walked out of the cabin and over to the large captain's chair at the helm.

Two switches turned on the bilge fans to vent any gas fumes that might be in the engine room, a couple minutes later the battery switches sent power to the engine room and two more switches turned on the fuel pumps. There were two ignition switches, and then Marsh rocked the starter switches up, which brought the two 1350 HP big block engines to life.

As the engines roared to life, Becca and Leyanni walked out of the cabin, followed closely by Kim. Becca cuddled up in the captain's chair with Marsh, and Leyanni and Kim cuddled into the navigator's seat beside them.

Marsh turned on the GPS controlled auto pilot, and dialed in the locator for the resort. He shifted the transmissions into forward, at an idle, and then he got up and opened a cupboard just inside the cabin. He pulled out some blankets, and gave the first two to the ladies out on the bridge with him. Then he invited Trish, Dan, and Beth to come up on the main deck, and he went back to the seat with Becca.
The auto pilot had steered the boat to a course that would take them to the Turner marina, so Marsh rolled the throttles up so that the boat smoothly skimmed the light waves at a gentle 70 miles an hour.

It was about fifteen minutes till Marsh throttled back to an idle, turned off the auto pilot, and maneuvered the boat easily up to the dock. He dropped a couple of dock fenders over the side of the boat to protect the gel coat, and it took him about three minutes to tie off the bow and stern lines.

Marsh stepped onto the dock and gave each of the ladies a hand as they stepped off of the big Donzi, and onto the dock. Trish, Beth and Dan came out of the cabin and stepped onto the dock with the others. Leyanni led the small tired group to the boat house in the marina, where she showed them the shower room.

There were eight shower heads, and plenty of warm, fresh water. Since there were only seven of them the showers didn't have to take long. Everyone chose their partners, and there ended up two groups, one with three and one with four people, washing the sea salt, the sweat, and the sex residue off of each other.

Drying each other turned into a bit of a party, and by the time it was over, everyone was dry X2 or 3.

The group all returned to the "From Elise" and Marsh with the help of Leyanni and Becca, made short work of changing the custom made fitted sheets on the big dining room berth, and the forward V-berth.

Marsh passed out more blankets and all seven members of the group cuddled together in the cabin.

The fenders between the boat and the dock squeaked a bit as the big boat rocked gently on the water. The breaking waves on the beach could be heard in the distance, and there was a night bird singing a happy lullaby, somewhere near the water. It was all lost on the occupants of the "From Elise". The rocking of the waves put everyone on-board to peaceful sleep.

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List of Characters

Marshall (Edgar) Mitchel MD ER physician, Tactical Medicine Specialist

Wolf Marsh's Dog/partner/police canine

Becky (Bligh) Mitchel Marshall's former wife, killed in traffic accident

Elise Mitchel Marshall's 7 Y.O. daughter, killed with Becky

Jose Martinez Drunk driver who killed Becky and Elise (deceased)

Tom Green MD Marshall's ED boss and college/med school friend

Ruthie Green wife of Tom Green, friend of Mitchel family

Lisa Cummings MD ED physician @ hospital Marsh worked at

Dr. Aitkins Trauma Doc @ So Cal Trauma Center

James (Jimmy) Turner MD Former Navy surgeon, Marsh's friend, Business man, Viet Nam Veteran

Elaine Turner Jimmy's wife (deceased)

Patricia (Trish) Turner Hotel manager, daughter of Jimmy Turner

Ellen (Turner) Jackson Jimmy's sister, Trish's mother, (deceased)

Henry Jackson Ellen's husband, Trish's "father" and rapist (deceased)

Rebecca Andrews Jimmy's Chief Pilot, Trish's daughter, Becky Mitchel's twin

Aka: Judy Monet alias used by Rebecca Andrews for undercover ops

Aka: Flaming Red Widow Maker nickname earned in mercenary underworld

Rick Jamison Information specialist, Turner Security

Paul Johnson San Bernardino County Deputy Sheriff, Marsh's friend/partner

John Donnelly San Bernardino County Sheriff

Ralph Jones Co-Owner of Lexus and Ford dealerships

Helen Jones Co-Owner of Lexus and Ford dealerships

Dwayne Turner Brother of Jimmy, father of Jeni

Jennifer (Jenni) Turner Sister/niece of Jimmy, ER nurse from California, associate and friend of Marsh and Becky Mitchel

Susan Davies Friend of Becky Mitchel and classmate of Marshall Mitchel

Marguarita (Mita) Rosario Marsh Mitchel's ranch manager, cook, housekeeper, "Mama"

Carlos Rosario Brother of Marguarita, Jeweler in Durango, Mexico

Rosalea Rosario Marguarita's daughter, Marsh's "sister" new ranch manager

Morgan Barnett Marsh's mechanic

Marie Carter Housekeeper, Best Western, Turner Inn

Tina Alvarez Housekeeper, Best Western, Turner Inn

Jessie Benavidez Former CIA disguise specialist/mask maker

Douglas (Doug) Sanders Retired Navy SEAL, Security Company Supervisor

Sydnie (Syd) Dillon Retired special forces, Security Company Supervisor

"Killer Doc" Nick name given to Marshall Mitchel by mercenaries

Suzie Blanchard Retired Special Forces sniper, Turner operative

Sally Armstrong Receptionist at Turner executive suite.

Victoria (Mama Vicky) Martinelli Mother of Marsh's childhood friend

(Papa) Victor Martinelli Father of Marsh's childhood friend, "Mob Boss"

Mario Martinelli Marsh's childhood friend/brother

Antonio (Uncle Tony) Martinelli Victor's brother, "The Butcher's" father

Giuseppe (Uncle Joey) Martinelli Victor's brother, Marsh & Mario's biggest fan

Virginia (Ginny) Hastings General Manager, The Hole

Jack Davis Head chef at The Hole

Sandra (Sandy) Hanson purchasing coordinator, The Hole

David (Dave) Brown purchasing coordinator, The Hole

Teresa González Mexican cook specialist, The Hole

Samuel (Sam) Black one of Turner Air's pilots

Dirk Owens Turner Air pilot/ co-pilot

Patrick O'Donnell Med school classmate/ LLUMC cancer doc

Sherri Wellborn Turner Air flight attendant

Lucinda (Lucy) Cole Turner Air flight attendant

Leyanni Lau Hawaiian resort manager

Leyanna Lau Jimmy Turner's cousin's wife

RADM Randall Andrews USN Becca's "Uncle Randy" Commander NETC Pensacola, FL.

Bruce Andrews Becca's cousin, Operating Andrews farm in Vermont

Lynei Moheyla Hawaiian Cafeteria manager

Konia Lohunukonu Manager of The Lava Pit

Dirk Owens Turner Air Pilot/co-pilot

Leza Lowery FAA flight controller, HNL tower

Dwain Anderson Marsh's Hawaiian mechanic/caretaker