I AM A FUGITIVE FROM ANOTHER GALAXY --3 - Sex Stories

I AM A FUGITIVE FROM ANOTHER GALAXY --3

... twenty-four during the first year. In reality these new satellites would also house the ray cannons and the much needed tracking equipment. I computed that forty, properly placed, could cover the entire earth. We were returned to Donald’s and Gina’s homes from our “field trip” to complete the school year. Then we would work in earnest. Donald played baseball and his experience paralleled football and basketball. He began the year on the JV and was moved up to the Varsity once he had demonstrated his prowess. In four JV games Donald had produced two home runs and a triple, getting ten hits in sixteen at bats. He had also fielded flawlessly. He liked to joke that he hit a homer every time he made love with Gina who cringed at his poor attempts at humor. I attributed it to his nervousness over his role in repelling the Gorkons. Donald finished the school year with the same high grades he had achieved all year and Gina wasn’t all that far behind him. He ranked number one in his class; Gina ranked sixth. CHAPTER 9 Now I had the opportunity to see first-hand how the government worked. We knew that everything had to be kept top secret so there was concern about involving Gina. However, I was able to insure her silence and reminded everyone that I would need a calm and well-rested Donald to develop the plans and create the controls. They finally agreed; the subterfuge began. The President had obtained special grants for both Gina and Donald, enabling them to “study” in Washington ...

... for the summer. They flew together to the capital where they transferred to a military flight to nearby Andrews Air Force Base. There the authorities tried to separate them, putting them in different barracks until General Tobin intervened. “I have it on very good authority that you’ll work much more effectively if you two are together.” “Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.” “You know, Donald you are not in the armed forces so you don’t have to call me ‘sir.’” “I know that, sir, but it would be disrespectful.” General Tobin waved it off, commenting that he would see the two youngsters in the morning. They ate their meals in the Officers’ Mess. The first night they were challenged by a Lt. Colonel until he heard General Tobin behind him. “Henry, you and everyone else on this base are to consider these two as my personal guests. I will not tolerate any interference with them nor will I allow any questions. Donald’s work here is to be considered ‘Top Secret.’ Understood?” “Yes, sir.” The General led them away to his table. “You won’t have any more problems. Wildfire doesn’t spread as fast as word of mouth around here. By morning everyone will think you’re a Nobel Laureate, but nobody will say a word, not if they want to keep their heads. Please sit and enjoy your meal.” Most of the conversation was held by telepathy. It was the best and safest way for me to communicate with the General. After dinner Donald and Gina retired to their quarters in the married officers’ area. There was a young ...