Decisive Action
15-12-2004, 02:57
Ooc- This post deals with adult situations, religious fundamentalism, violence, etc. And as such, is not intended for young children, prudes, or those easily offended. It’s nothing really explicit, but hey, I’m just telling you, if adult situations upset you, don’t read on, okay?
Sam had just heard Roger was starting to write his own gospels, and had been declared a Saint. Victoria was sitting around watching the children while Sam was watching the news. He wondered if he should go talk to her about Roger being made a saint
Sam walked into the room and asked her, "Victoria, do you want to go visit Roger?"
He added, “I'd like to see him, and mend broken ties.”
Victoria nodded, "Yes, that might be nice. He's writing his own gospels now you know."
"Maybe I can read some of them, I want to learn more about religion. I just don't think Atheism is right anymore, there is someone up above."
Victoria nodded, "Yes, definitely."
"We'll go right now. I'll drive."
Sam checked his pocket, he was living more like a commoner, and driving himself and his family around.
Victoria chuckled a bit, "Oh Sammy, don't forget the children, who will watch them?"
He realized she was right, "Oh yeah. I suppose we should call a nanny. Do you want to?"
He then went into the hall, and put his shoes on, while at the same time, putting his jacket on.
She shook her head, "No, how about the Mississippian ambassador, or some of the SRG soldiers that Roger has around here to watch over me, an SRG officer would be a fine choice."
"Sure."
Victoria grinned at him, "So, you want to live so soon eh?"
"Yeah, I like driving again. The G-55 is a great car."
She frowned a bit, "Oh, I see you're more interested in the car... I could think of a more more enjoyable ride though..."
"Like what? I love driving, I hardly drove for the past few years."
She kissed him and then sighed, "Do I need to spell everything out for you? I was hoping perhaps you might want another child, and there is never any time like the present to get things done."
"We can do that during the ride in the jet. We can't drive everywhere."
Sam decided on taking the S-55 because he wanted to get to the airport fast. "Vicky, lets take the S-55, we haven't gone in it for a little while."
She nodded, "Okay, how long do you think it'll take to get there? Conditions seem pretty bad, a few hours at least, yes?"
"Yeah, we need to drive to somewhere with better weather."
They walked into the underground garage, which was warm, despite the fact that the temperature was about 15 degrees.
Glancing to his left, he saw the map, of where his cars were parked. He then pressed the icon for the S-55, and a light lit up over it, reflecting off every perfectly washed and waxed car.
Sam then looked to his right, grabbing the suitcase with all his stuff inside; he grabbed Victoria's as well.
They then walked, his arms carrying both suitcases, Victoria was right behind him.
She smiled, "Hmmm, leading me right along, eh, very commanding of you."
"Of course, thats what any respectful man should do."
She quickly kissed him before stepping into the passenger seat of the car.
"I'll get that door for you." He ran from the trunk, where he was putting the luggage, to her side of the car, and closed the door, then bowed.
She giggled a bit, "Oh Sammy, you're so sweet."
"Why thank you, madam."
"Ok." He walked to the other side, and started the car. He revved the engine and then shifted it into "drive" then slowly turned to the main path, through the garage.
They pulled out onto the main roading leading to the highway, traffic was quite horrendous. Victoria sighed, "Is there any way to get around this?"
"Sure." He turned the car, and drove on the grass in the median, there wasn't much snow yet, so he was able to go fairly fast on the grass, about 45 MPH.
A police car pulled up behind him and flashed its lights and turned the siren on.
He stopped.
The Officer approached him, but realized it was the King's car.
"Sorry, your highness, I thought you were a criminal. Carry on."
Sam then floored it, the car went back to the previous speed, 45 MPH. He was going a bit faster than the traffic on the highway, which was going about 30.
Look over at Victoria, he saw a sign for an exit. He slammed the brakes, and turned sharply cutting across 4 lanes of traffic, in the snow. Traffic moving towards him slammed their brakes on, causing people behind them to rear end them.
Victoria looked ahead, more lines of cars, "Probably be here a while, eh?"
"Nope. There's an exit about half a mile ahead."
Suddenly he saw a sign, "Exit closed, use detour, twenty miles east."
"Fucking damn it."
She chuckled, "Ah, Sammy, calm down, it won't be so bad... I'll keep you occupied on the way, if you want me to..." She started to unzip his pants.
He looked at her, “Nah, there is no traffic up that way, just do it while I drive.” He then turned onto the main road, there was no traffic, and the snow was becoming heavier.
The roads were white, completely covered with snow, but he still kept driving at 65 MPH.
She looked up at him, "Should you slow down a bit, it's pretty awful weather out."
"Sure." He slowed down to 40, and buckled his seat belt, with Victoria's head still down there.
She finished with him, leaned back over into her seat, and buckled up, "See, that makes the time go by, how long were we on this detour, didn't seem too long, did it?"
"Yep, its been 15 minutes, only 5 more miles."
She frowned, "Watch out, I think there's a patch of ice up ahead..."
Suddenly, the car lost its grip on the road, he slammed the brakes, but they didn't do anything. The car went into a snow bank going 40 MPH.
Sam was knocked out cold. The car had shut off, and the horn was blaring.
The car was buried fairly deeply in the snow, the doors were jammed shut because of the snow. Victoria shook her head and looked over at Sam, "Sammy, are you okay?" she gently tapped his shoulder, but her voice betrayed her fear for his safety. "Sammy, are you okay?"
The airbags had deployed, and all the safety features had worked, preventing the steering wheel from going into him.
She kept gently shaking him, she checked his pulse and breathing, he had a pulse but wasn't breathing, she unbuckled and started to give him rescue breathing, about thirty seconds later, he came to.
We woke up, the first thing he saw was Victoria and her face. He asked her "Are you ok?"
She nodded, "Yes, I'm fine, are you okay? You gave me quite a fright there, you stopped breathing..."
"I did? I'm fine. I don't know about the car though..."
She tried to open the door, but it was jammed shut from snow, and probably now frozen shut, as were the other doors.
"Shit. The windows cant be broken either. They're an inch thick."
She frowned, "Could you call for help? Where is your phone, is it working?"
The phone wouldn't get reception due to the storm.
"No signal."
She sighed, "So now what? Do we just wait here?"
"I guess. My gun won't be able to break the glass, its too thick."
She frowned, "It's getting cold in here, is there a blanket in the trunk, you can fold the rear seats down, right?"
"No, the passenger compartment is designed to be like the cockpit of an A-10."
She climbed into the back seat and stretched out, pulling a coat over her, "At least I can lay down though, are you sure there isn't an emergency blanket tucked away in a wrapper in the glove box or something?"
"Yeah I keep a small one in my pocket whenever I drive somewhere, and I keep 3 in the glove compartment for each family member."
"Is it alright if I recline my seat back? Would you like to lie on top of me?"
Victoria smiled, "Only if you want me to lie on top of you..."
"Sure, I enjoy warming up. We've never done it this way before..."
Victoria nodded and climbed on top of him, letting her long red hair down, brushing against his face.
"There, I'm getting warmer already."
She smiled and then kissed him, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him for nearly a minute, before leaning back a bit and asking with a grin, "Any ideas for getting warmer?"
"What do you think? I can't think of anything..."
She kissed him again, "I think you know, Sammy."
"Maybe I should get a blanket to keep us warm. It must be 5 degrees outside."
Victoria slid her hand down into his pants, "Maybe you should get rid of your pants, they're probably just making you uncomfortable anyway..."
"I'm sure we'll make enough heat soon enough." The snow had fallen enough to cover the back of the car.
Victoria grinned at him, "I think you need to lose your pants, Sammy, now..." She said it in a mildly commanding tone.
"Yes m'am." He unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants off.
Victoria slid out of her skirt and pulled the blanket over the both of them, soon thereafter, they got on with what prove to be the conception of their next child.
A few hours later, she was lying on top of him still, she frowned a bit, "Sammy, do you think anybody knows where we are, or is looking for us?"
"Well, I never called anyone, we could be here for a long time." He realized the severity of the situation. The snow had completely covered any sign of a car going off the road, and his car didn't have any accident notification inside because it was assumed that security would be following the car at all times.
Suddenly the snow near the back windshield was gone and the window was smashed in, he saw a man in an SRG officer's uniform peering through, "Are you two alright in there? It took us a while to find you..."
"Yeah, I'm fine. How did you find us?" Sam was amazed that someone had found him and Victoria
The man smiled, "Oh, we have our ways."
Victoria frowned, " I'd appreciate it if you divert your eyes, we're both naked."
The man immediately did so, but then chuckled a bit, "Sheesh, what were you two doing? Thinking you had to repopulate the Earth, hehehe..."
"We're trying to fulfill our duty as whites to ensure our race survives."
The officer nodded, "Yes, I understand, well we have winter clothing for you if you require some... Can you two get dressed in there, put the winter gear we have for you on, and then slide out this window?"
"Sure, I can get my stuff on perfectly fine. I was wearing winter clothes before we took them off."
The man nodded and pushed some jackets into the car, SRG Arctic Gear. He then turned around so he wasn't watching as they got dressed.
Sam put the gear on.
Victoria quickly got dressed and then helped Sam sit up and climb into the back of the car to get out the window, as he was still a bit sore from the accident.
He stumbled out of the car, and fell into the snow, his leg had given out.
Victoria helped him back up, shouldering much his weight on herself as she basically carried him forward towards the SRG Snow Travel APC
He put his arm on her shoulder, trying to hide the amount of pain he was in, he had broken his leg.
She helped him get into the APC and sit down, she frowned at him, whispering, "Sammy, why didn't you tell me you broke your leg, you think I wouldn't notice, you barely could walk, indeed you couldn't walk."
"It didn't bother me until after I got out of the car, it must have been a deep fracture but my weight broke it."
Victoria kissed him on the cheek, "Oh, my poor Sammy..." She smiled, "I'll nurse you back to health."
"Ok. I guess we'll have to put off the trip to the Holy Land."
Victoria frowned, "No, we don't have to cancel it, Roger can heal you when we get there."
Ok." He asked the SRG officer for some painkillers, he couldn't stand the pain anymore.
The SRG gave him some morphine and then moved into the front of the APC, shutting the door to the back section, leaving Victoria and Sam in privacy as the APC headed towards the nearest SRG outpost, a decent sized regimental level base about forty minutes away.
Victoria looked at Sam, she had sad eyes and a concerned look, "Sammy, are you okay? Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I feel tired form those painkillers."
He then passed out, and fell onto Victoria.
Victoria let him rest against her, although his weight was a great burden, she gently kissed him on the forehead before she started to softly rub his back as he slept, helping to massage his tensed up and injured muscles.
When he came to a few hours later, he was lying in bed at a vacant officer's house in the SRG Regiment base, Victoria was lying next to him, wide awake, watching him, she smiled when she realized he was awake, "Sammy, are you okay now? Feel any better?"
"Yeah, I feel fine. Is my leg fixed?"
Victoria nodded and then shook her head, "Well they set your leg, but it's still in a cast. The SRG base here doesn't have the stem cell facilities to fix it totally right away, that can only be done at the SRG Divisional or Corps HQ."
“There are stem cells throughout Kahta.”
Victoria shook her head, "Yes, but Schacht's treatment methods are much safer, and only Mississippian personnel, doctors and medics, are trained in administering it."
"I want to make a new kind of alliance with your homeland. I need to talk to your brother about it."
Victoria looked at Sam and slowly traced her index finger down his chest, "Yes, you can talk with Roger, there will be time for that in a while... I have some ideas of my own on how to treat an injured man... You might find them most interesting and probably enjoyable."
"With this painkiller I don't think I can function in that way."
Victoria smiled, "I think I can fix that..."
Suddenly the phone rang, it was Roger, Victoria answered it and handed it to Sam.
Roger sounded anxious and nervous, "Sam, I heard you were hurt, are you okay?"
"Yes, I broke a leg. Fortunately, the car was German. If it was from Japan I'd have died."
Roger chuckled, "Hahaha, yeah, Japanese garbage, eh? You really need to buy a Mississippian produced modernized version of the 81 Eldorado, hell, I'll give you ten or twenty."
"Sure, do they have modern safety technology?"
Roger nodded his head, "Of course, you could be driving asleep or drunk and the car will get you there safely. Hell you could be in the backseat doing, well, stuff... And it'd get you there... It can drive itself if it sense danger."
"Sounds better than the S-55 I was driving. Can I buy that technology and have it put in my cars?"
Roger yawned, "Nah sorry, it's not for export, monopoly rights with the Fabus Motor Corporation and all. But I can give you a few of the cars for free."
"Sure. Sounds great."
He added: "I also neeed to discuss something with you about an alliance between our countries."
Roger nodded, "We are already in the LOCP together, yes?"
"Yes, I was thinking something more like, identical military units, and closer economic ties."
"I also want to have the protection of the SRG, they rescued me and your sister."
Roger nodded, "Yes, the SRG is a good group, if you'd like, the entire Victoria Fabus SRG division of 45,000 some soldiers will be stationed in Kahta to protect the both of you."
"Sure, that would be great."
Roger nodded and smiled a bit, "Great, say I gotta run, okay, catch you later Sam."
"Ok bye."
Roger hung up.
After Sam hung up, Victoria kissed him on the lips, the cheeks, the neck, and started to kiss his chest, moving slowly down the length of his body.
She smiled at him, "After your injuries in that accident, I decided you might need to have your spirits lifted up a bit, yes?"
He grinned a bit, "Yes, I'd appreciate it."
Victoria nodded and then began, finishing a short while later. She then crawled back up to lie next to him, "Sammy, are you feeling any better yet?"
"Yes, a little. That helped me a lot."
He leaned over and kissed her.
She then whispered in his ear, "Would you like me to bend over for you? I've spoken with Roger, he says that he really likes it when Alice does that for him, I was wondering if you'd want to do something like that... Do you?"
He shook his head, "No, its disgusting. Its how gays have sex."
She frowned, "Are you sure, I was always wondering what it was like... Anyway, there are no gays in Mississippi."
"You can try it with a vibrator. I'm never doing something as disgusting as that."
She shook her head, puzzled, "A what now?"
Sam remember Mississippians had no knowledge of most sexual stuff
"Its like a banana, but vibrates."
She shook her head, "I still don't follow you, anyway, it sounds like one of those sick things they sell in the sin stores in countries like Cuba and China, but not in noble Mississippi, and surely not in Kahta, right?"
He sighed, "People that can't find a partner to do certain things use them. Yuna usually has one in her pocketbook."
She frowned, "Hmmm, so if Yuna uses one, why should I? She's a whore?"
"Well, it was a response that I gave without thinking it through."
"I'm never going to go anal with you."
She shook her head, "Are you sure? I've done everything you've ever asked me to do, often without needing to be asked."
"Yes, I'm sure."
She frowned, "Please, it won't kill you to try it, will it?"
“I will not do it. Nothing is supposed to go in there."
She shook her head, "The bible allows for any sexual practices that are heterosexual and inside marriage."
He shook his head, "Well, I'm not going to lick your pussy, or fuck you up the ass. Anything else you want me to do?"
She shook her head, "No need to be so crude, that terminology makes it all sound so awful..."
He frowned, "It is. Black men like to rape other men up the ass in prison. Well, at least they used to they’re no longer a problem."
She sighed, "Don't bring them into the equation, I don't even want to think of that subhuman species..."
"They aren’t human, they're more like gorilla's."
She nodded, "Yes, I know... So, now what?"
"What does your brother and father have against Jews? They blend in perfectly in Kahta, and most of the world."
She smiled, "Well you see, Jews have long been involved in the White sex slave trade, they were behind the marxist oppression of Mississippi from 1976 to 1984. After 1984 they led the New USA, officially changing Washington DC to Ariel Sharon City in honor of their leader who assumed power in a coup in 1982 after the Lebanon War. Jews in Mississippi were less than one-tenth of one percent of the population, but had eighty percent of the wealth, they were robber barons."
"I think thats because they are from a culture, like ours, that promotes hard work."
She shook her head, "No, no, they're a parasite race, they are never in labor, for every one hundred judges in Mississippi, eighty were jews, for every one-hundred doctors, ninety were jews. For every one hundred coal miners, one was a jew, see how that works?"
"Yes, but that just means that they work hard, they work just as hard as I do, if not harder."
She shook her head, "Jews in the courts, the judges, would let off jews who committed ritual murder against Christian children, sold Christian women into slavery, and such. There were thousands of Mississippian white women kept in forced brothels in Israel by jewish pimps, prior to the 1986 Arab coalition war, which failed, but did liberate many of our women, which is why we helped them in 1990, Israel lost that time."
"There need to be proper balances. But remember, the blacks probably kept the Jews under their control>"
Victoria frowned, "I don't really want to talk about this, I think that you need to read my father's book, from when was 16, the one on race and politics, then read his reflections of the 1984 Civil War."
"Fine, I'll read it."
Victoria smiled, "Okay, thank you... Perhaps you'd also like to read Paul Stahlecker's book about the various ways to pleasure women... He's quite experienced on that topic from what Eleanor tells me."
"Ok, get it for me for Christmas. What do you want?"
She shook her head, "Oh, I don't know, there isn't much I don't already have, a wonderful husband, great children, a nice estate to live on, what more could a woman want?"
"I don't know. Perhaps a vacation?"
She shook her head, "Perhaps... But now that I think of it, I' really like the first AK-47 ever made, and some of that MSAAS body armor BDU, the one that will stop a 308 round but is basically just a standard BDU appearance and only weighs 3 pounds... Roger says they're too sensitive to give to me, who currently lives outside of Mississippi, maybe you could talk him into it."
"Sure, I'll mention it to him."
Victoria then grinned a bit, "There would be one more thing, but you already said you won't do it... Unless you'd be willing to change your mind, or consider changing your mind?"
He frowned, "I won't give you anal."
She frowned, "Ahh, come on, why not?"
He sighed, ”Reasons I've already stated. Its disgusting."
She frowned a bit more, "Well, won't you try new things?"
"Because its one of the last things I'd ever do."
She smiled, "Well, try it now so it doesn't have to be the last thing on your list of things to do..."
"I'm not going to try it. The thought of it makes me sick."
Victoria sighed, "Please, don't be so stubborn... You don't object when I do things for you, won't you just do this one thing for me, once..."
"No, this is something I am never going to do."
Victoria frowned at him, "Well I'm going to sleep then, night Sam..."
"Ok, fine."
About two weeks later, they were finally ready to go to the Holy Land, Sam's leg was feeling better than new thanks to the Mississippian treatments, but he had been snowed in at the Regiment base for nearly a week, which is why he was a week behind on his schedule. Roger was waiting for him in Alexandria.
Victoria was sitting around, she glanced up at him, "Are we leaving then?" she asked.
"Yes, we'll be leaving again soon. This time I won't drive."
She nodded, "Yeah, I guess that's good... Shall we get on the plane then?"
"Yeah, we'll take the 7E7."
After they arrived at the airport and got on the plane, Victoria sat down in a middle section couch and put her feet up on the table nearby.
Sam smiled at her, "You look nice today."
She shrugged, "Thanks."
Sam was a bit upset she'd been "Too tired" every night for the last two weeks to have sex. She just sat there staring at a window, wearing her skirt and blouse, her usual style of dress for plane rides.
Sam was curious to find something out, "So, why have you been too tired for the last to weeks?"
She shrugged, "Just tired is all..."
He then said something he had just said, not realizing it, "You look nice today."
She smiled overly wide, "You already said that, dear."
"Oh yeah. Well, you do." He put his arm over her shoulder, and kissed her."
She yawned a bit, "I'm tired, are you tired?"
He frowned, "No. Stop pretending you're tired. Why aren't you putting out?"
She shook her head, "What? Putting out? What am I, some whore? Do you require that much sex... Can't a girl go one day without having sex without arousing suspicion, it's only been what, a few days? So I've been tired..."
He shook his head and corrected her, "It’s been two weeks."
She shrugged, "Oh that long, I hardly noticed, I must coming down with something, perhaps I'm ill, I'd better go lie down for a while."
"Fine."
She walked into a nearby bedroom cabin and laid down on the bed, not under the covers, just lying on it looking up at the ceiling. She started reading a book, something about the 1984 Civil War.
Sam walked in. "What are you reading? I thought you were tired."
She shook her head, "Well I wanted to read a bit before going to sleep, just a few more pages to finish this chapter, it's on our great war of 84."
He sighed, "Ok, have fun."
She nodded, "I will, night." She set the book aside and rolled over to face the other direction, closing her eyes as she pulled a blanket over herself, trying to sleep.
Sam walked out of the room, and went to watch TV.
One of the SRG officers was sitting next to him, he chuckled, "Still not getting any, eh?"
He shook his head, "Nope. She wants me to go anal with her. And until I do, she won't give me any."
The captain nodded, "Yes, but she does everything you ask her to, she never fails to pleasure you, and you won't do the one thing she asks, how is that for fair? If you wanted a sex slave or a doormat you could have got one, instead you picked a royal family member of the Fabus line... And yes, she tells me her problems, who else would she talk to, the phones are probably monitored... Besides, I'm a noble also, and nobles talk with nobles."
"That’s understandable, but I'm never going to give anal. The thought of it makes me sick."
The captain smiled, "Well, then you'd better not piss off your hands, you and them will be very close over the next... Well years..."
Sam nodded his head, "Yeah, I'll try to work something out. I'm never going to give her anal though."
The captain nodded, "If you want, I'd be willing to do her for you, I mean since for some reason you don't want to be the one to make your wife happy, you did tell her she should use artificial objects, so why would it bother you if she got the real deal from somebody not hesitant to do it? You know what I mean?"
Sam shook his head, "Well, I'd let you do it. I just don't want to turn her into Yuna. Yuna keeps a battery powered vibrator in her purse."
The guard chuckled, "Really, how do you know that for sure?"
Sam smiled, "I just assume it to be true, most whores use their cell phones as vibrators."
The guard laughed a bit, "Yeah, Yuna is a whore..." He then regained his serious composure, "But really, would you want anybody but you making your wife happy?"
Sam frowned, "I don't want anyone else to."
The captain sighed, "Then it's obvious, isn't it, the solution that is."
"But, I'm not going to do it."
The captain yawned a bit, casually saying, "Do you want me to go do it?"
Sam nodded, quietly saying, "Yeah, that would be good. Don't tell anyone, or I'll have to kill you."
The captain nodded, "Okay, I won't." He walked into the room, shutting the door, Sam heard him talking to Victoria, then he heard something glass being broken. The man came walking out, rubbing his head, he shut the door and sat back down next to Sam, "When I suggested it to her, she threw a bottle at me..."
Sam frowned, "I'll speak with her.
The captain nodded, "Okay, thanks."
Victoria was sitting in the room still, reading a book again.
Sam stood up, walked to the room, pushed the door open, walked in, and closed it behind him. "Hello, Victoria. What was that glass breaking?"
She frowned, "That pig of a captain mad an indecent proposal to me."
He shook his head, "It was his idea, I thought it was a good one. You didn't agree though?"
She shook her head, "No, I'd never do that... I'll never do anything of that nature with anybody but you... I'd never betray you."
Sam made a dismissive gesture with his hand, “I was giving you permission."
She shook her head, "No, Alec gave Yuna permission to be a whore, that doesn't make it right. I'm not Yuna, I'm Victoria Fabus, and I want to maintain my upstanding reputation."
"You have an excellent reputation."
She nodded, "Yes, and I mean to keep it."
He nodded, "Good idea."
She frowned a bit, "So, have you done any reconsidering?"
He nodded and smiled a bit, proud of his position on the matter, "Yes, and I instantly thought: No."
She nodded, "Okay, well, now what?"
He yawned a bit, "I'm tired."
She nodded, "Yup, I think I'm tired again as well... I think I might tired for the foreseeable future, I must be ill..."
"Fine, I'm tired for the next few years."
She shrugged, "Oh well, I guess that's how it is then, eh? You're being stubborn about things..."
"Yep, I'm always stubborn."
She sighed, "I didn't want to tell you this because I've been afraid you'd think I have problems health wise, but I can't reach the full appreciation of well you know, from the regular way... I guess I just hoped, in vain it seems, that you'd be understanding about it.... Oh well..."
"How would you know?"
She frowned, "I went to a doctor in Mississippi a while ago... Tests were run, obviously it wasn't made public knowledge of course."
"Well, I'm still not going to have anal sex. Maybe you can have the nerves moved around."
She almost erupted with laughter, "Oh Sammy, you have no idea how the body works do you? Remember, I've been to not only law school but medical school... You're a politician Sammy, no offense, but please don't lecture a doctor on a topic you have little knowledge of, it makes me seem like I don't know what I'm saying and you look arrogant."
Sam smiled, "Well, there are things you could take to increase the pleasure."
She frowned, "Whatever, I'm going to sleep..."
"Fine. I will too."
She laid down on the bed and looked up at the ceiling, "So, when are we landing in Alexandria?"
"I don't know. Call the pilot and ask." He responded angrily.
She picked up the phone and called Roger, he answered, they were talking, both loud enough for Sam to hear.
Victoria frowned, "Hey Roger, how are you?"
Roger yawned a bit, "Can't complain, why, is Sam still giving you trouble?"
She nodded, "Yeah, I suppose you could say that... I understand where he's coming from, not wanting to do that sort of thing, but does he actually think I enjoy kneeling down for him, you know?"
Roger shrugged, "Ah, so he's not being fair, anyway, he's a nice guy, but if you need, talk to one of the young Commonwealth Senators in the ME Senate, they'll help you out for sure."
She shook her head, "Nah, I don't think so, no... No..."
Victoria gave the phone to Sam, whispering, "Roger wants to talk to you..."
He took the phone, "Yeah, Roger, this is Sam."
Roger sounded a bit upset, "Hey Sam, so, my sister isn't good enough for you to do in anyway other than what you want eh? You think she enjoys sucking you off?"
"She wants anal sex. Which I consider disgusting."
Roger chuckled, "She's practically begging you and you won't take it, wow... That's like, wow..."
"Well, I'm not going to. Its how faggots have sex."
Roger chuckled a bit, sarcastically so, "Oh, so Alice and I must be faggots, is that what you mean?"
"No, I'm saying it's gross."
Roger shook his head, "Nah, it's actually very fun, don't knock it till you tried it..."
“I don't want to pull my dick out and find its covered with shit."
Roger erupted with laughter, "You don't do it like that, oh my... Wow, I never had sex ed in my class, and even I knew how to keep clean, anyway, there is so much disease in the rear, to not use a condom is to invite possible infection from a number of things, unprotected sex in that area is just a bad idea, okay? That is the only time you'll hear me mention condoms and advocate their use."
"Oh. Well, I'm still not going to."
Roger frowned, "Fine, I'm sure she can just find somebody else to do it, yes?"
"No, she already refused that."
Roger shook his head, "Well whatever, anyway, important matters now. So, when does your plan land in Alexandria, are you ready to go to Palestine?"
“Yes.”
Roger yawned a bit, "Well, I'll just have some trusted official handle her for you, anyway, you don't need to have any sex ever again, right? You already have a few kids, so she can stay married to you and just have sex with other people, right? Roger, you're a genius..."
"Well, I guess she'll put out again sometime, unless she wants to be like Yuna. Women cant go forever without it."
Roger nodded, "She can get it from any Commonwealth Senator... Anyway, she probably is one of the few woman who could go forever... She barely enjoys sex, well not really, from what she's told me and the doctors told me..."
"Well, I'm sure she'll come around. And she's said she won't be like Yuna."
Roger yawned again, "If worse comes to worse, she'll just divorce you for failing to keep her pleased, which the bible says is your duty..."
"Fine, then, I'll reconsider."
Roger nodded, "Hmm, weather seems pretty bad out here, it's cold as hell and looks like snow, I'm going to turn in early tonight, I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"
Sam nodded, "Okay."
Roger hung up and went to sleep.
Victoria looked at Sam, "Well, what did Roger want? Did he talk about the planned trip to the Holy Land? It'll have to wait a while until you feel better from the accident, right?"
"Yeah, I'll be recovering for a little bit."
Victoria kissed Sam on the cheek and said, "I hope you feel better Sam, are you tired or hungry, or anything at all I can do to help you feel better? Want a drink or a cigar?"
He nodded his head a bit, "I'll have a drink. Any scotch?"
She nodded and quickly got him a glass, handing it to him she said, "Here you are dear."
He smiled, "Thanks." And then he took a sip
She nodded, "Anything else?"
"That'll be fine. Thanks honey."
She smiled and sat down on the edge of the bed next to him, "So, Sammy, what are your plans for later? How long before you think you'll be ready to go to the Holy Land?"
Sam shook his head, "About 12 hours, I'll just sleep it off."
She nodded, "Anything you need, a tranquilizer perhaps?"
"No, that Scotch made me tired, it combined with the painkiller."
She grinned a bit, "Maybe I might make you even more tired, eh?"
"You can try, but you'll never tire me out."
She slowly climbed on top of him and proceeded to do just that. A while later, when they were done, he was still quite awake... She chuckled a bit, "You're still awake, after all that?"
He was suddenly totally asleep, and snoring.
She smiled and laid down next to him and promptly fell asleep.
In the morning he woke up first, to read the news about 18 feet of snow falling over the last night, in Mississippi.
Sam was quite surprised, "I suppose we won't be going to the Holy Land. Snow, 18 feet of it, in Mississippi."
Victoria was still asleep, she thought she heard him say something; she groggily woke up and responded, "What? Huh? Did you say something Sammy?"
He pointed to the newspaper on the floor that had just been delivered,"18 feet of snow. In Mississippi."
She was shocked, "Are you kidding? You're serious, wow..."
"Yeah. Look at the news."
She picked up the newspaper and was shocked, she then turned on the television... "Oh my, what can do about this? Well I guess nothing for now, not until Roger calls, or somebody calls, right? So we just sit here and wait, yes?"
He nodded, "Yeah. I'm going to play my special version of San Andreas. Rather than being a negro, I'm a white."
She smiled, "Okay, sounds fun... How long will you be, any idea?"
Sam thought about it for a second, "I'd say at least 3 hours."
Victoria nodded, "Okay, well have fun... Maybe I'll come by later and see how you're doing, bring you a drink and a sandwich..."
He smiled, "Ok."
He sat down in his leather chair, and faced the plasma screen TV, leaning back, allowing his back to be massaged and heated at the same time.
About thirty minutes later, Victoria, who had showered and gotten dressed, came by with a drink and sandwich as she had said she would. She set them down on an end table right next to his chair. "Here you are dear..."
She seemed a bit concerned, "No phone calls from Mississippi yet, eh?"
He smiled nervously, "I don't know... I unplugged it... It kept ringing."
She frowned, "Sammy, it might have been important... You unplugged it, why?"
He quickly explained, "It was too loud….”
Suddenly he got a bit upset, “Oh SHIT. You made the negro kill me."
She frowned, "Sammy, you're the king of Kahta, what if somebody was calling with something of great importance to the nation, you need to prioritize, dear... I don't mean to nag, but really, video games are fine, but not when there are so many emergencies going on in allied nations, okay?"
"Well, I don't know what else to do."
She was tapping her foot, "How about answering the phone..."
He shook his hand in a dismissive manner, "If it was important they'd call my cell phone... oh wait... I turned that off too."
Victoria shook her head, and sighed, "I was going to stay here a while and keep you company, but it seems you're probably more interested in your game anyway... I'm going for a jog around the estate..."
"Ok. Have fun."
She sighed, "Fine... I'll be back sometime next month..."
He just nodded and immediately replied, "Ok."
She walked right in front of the screen and folded her arms, "Sam MacDonald, did you hear a word I just said? You're not even paying attention to me, are you? I just speak and the words go in one ear and out the other, is that it?"
Sam shook his head, insisting, "Yeah, I'm listening."
She frowned, "Then what did I just say... That you said "Okay" to, what did you say "okay” to, huh?"
He tried to look around her and see the screen to keep playing, "I said Ok to you jogging."
She frowned even sterner, "I said I'd be back in a month, and you said okay..." She then turned around and shut the screen off, "Now do I have your attention?"
He made a screeching noise like ET, but a lot louder, and longer.
She sighed and then leaned over, about to turn the game system off, "Well, do I have your attention yet or must I shut this infernal machine off?"
"Yeah, you have my attention."
She looked at him, "Good, then tell me why you've turned off all the phones, what if we were under attack this very second? Your generals would have to send a courier here in person, it would take hours..."
He shook his head, "I was going to wait for you to go outside so that I could throw snowballs at you."
He then added with a smile, "I didn't really unplug anything. I was just seeing if YOU were paying attention.
She sighed, "Snowballs, you want to throw snowballs at me? King MacDonald, inform me again how old you are..."
He answered, "17."
She looked at him, "Then please, your Excellency, act it... I know for a fact the phones are off because before I came in here, I checked them, and wondered why... So please don't lie to me in the future, I'm your wife and queen and believe that I deserve some measure of respect..."
He nodded, wanting to get back to his game, "Ok. Go for a jog now."
She sighed and frowned a bit, "So now you want to get rid of me and get back to your game, is that it?"
Sam shook his head, "No, I was going to throw snowballs at you."
She smiled, "Well, if you really want to... Although if you want, I can wait until you finish the level you're on.. I'm sorry I turned it off, but I really think we did indeed need to talk, you need to always be capable of receiving instant communications from any top officials, okay?" She then turned the screen back on.
"Okay. I had just saved my game anyways."
She nodded, "Yes, but you do want to keep playing, right, I can tell? Don't worry, I'm okay if you want to keep playing... Anyway, I was originally coming in here to keep you company whilst you played your game..."
He smiled, "Sure, I guess I'll keep playing."
She nodded and then sat down next to him and kissed him on the cheek before saying, "Well, anyway, I was going to make sure you're well relaxed and such while playing, if you don't mind..." She pulled his pants down and slid off the couch, kneeling down in front of him, "Do you want me to, your excellency?"
He grinned, "Yes, you may proceed."
She did just that, for the next hour or so while he played his games, she stayed kneeling in front of him. When he was done, she stood up, "Well, want to go outside now?"
Sam smiled, "Sure, lets go outside."
Victoria nodded, and said, "Okay, lead the way, sir."
He walked to the door, and opened it, then went out into the hall, and put his boots on.
Victoria followed Sam outside, after putting her coat, hat, and gloves on of course.
Sam grabbed a handful of snow, and made a snowball, and threw it at Victoria gently.
Victoria giggled a bit and then threw one back, in a womanly manner.
Sam chuckled as he readied another snowball, "You throw like a woman."
She smiled, "I am a woman..."
He grinned,"Oh yeah."
He finished making the second snowball, and threw it.
She giggled again, "Sammy, you've got me outclassed in this game... Can we negotiate peace?"
Sam nodded, "Fine. What is it that you'd like to bring to the table?"
She smiled, "Well, I'd like an immediate cessation of hostilities between the two parties involved in this winter war... What are your terms?"
"Those are fine by me."
She nodded, "So you agree then, eh?"
Sam nodded his head a bit, looking off to the side at a passing plane in the distance, "Yes."
Victoria then gently tackled Sam into a pile of snow; she pinned him down with her knees and grinned at him before kissing him for nearly thirty seconds. When she was done she said, "Sneak attack, you should have been on your guard..."
"Oh well, I didn't mind being surprised."
She smiled, "I didn't mind surprising you..."
He reached up, pulled her down, and kissed her.
She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him back.
She then whispered in his ear, "Sammy, you're not planning on us, well you know, out here in the snow, are you?"
"No, I was thinking about the garage in one of the cars.”
She smiled, "Okay, if you say so sir... Which car?"
Sam grinned, "The Continental."
She nodded, "Okay, you may carry me if it pleases you, sir..."
He picked her up and carried her to the garage, he then grabbed the keys and pressed unlock on the keyless entry.
She smiled and kissed him on the neck as he carried her, "Well, are you going to open the door or just stand here holding me all day?" She asked in a very joking tone.
He opened the back door, put her in, and then he got in and closed it.
Victoria grinned, "So Sammy, what do you want to do now? Go for a ride or something?"
"Lets do something else. I'll ride you."
Suddenly his cell phone rang, it was George Fabus.
He answered, "Hello?"
George sounded nervous, "Hello... King MacDonald, there is nearly eighteen feet of snow here in Mississippi, do you know that?"
"Yes."
He sighed, "Well, we need help, plows mostly..."
"I'll send 50,000."
George nodded, "Okay then, I guess that is all, yes?"
"Yes, unless there's something else."
He shook his head, "No, I'll let you go, I know you're a busy man and your time is valuable." George then hung up.
Sam smiled a bit as he hung up, "That was George. I sent 50,000 plows to help dig out."
She nodded her head and then got down on all fours, "You said you wanted to take a ride, yes?"
He nodded, "Yes. But nothing disgusting."
She frowned, "What do you consider disgusting?"
He gave her a stare as he raised a brow, "Having anal sex."
She sighed, "So you're still on that kick about not doing it that way, eh?"
["Correct." He then added quickly: "Its disgusting, and I'll never do it."
She yawned, "Oh well... You might as get started with whatever it was you were planning to do..."
When they were done she was lying underneath him, he'd collapsed on top of her from the sheer exhaustion and he was too tired to move.
He then rolled over, onto the back seat of the car.
She sat up and sighed, "Well, I'm going to go get something to drink... You'll probably be asleep by the time I get back, eh?"
"Yeah, probably." He mumbled as he was attempting to put his clothing back on while lying down.
She helped him get dressed, "You want anything to drink?" She asked, while handing him some of his clothes.
"No, I'm all set." He grabbed his T-shirt and jacket from her.
She nodded her head and then walked off to go get herself a glass of water.
A few minutes later, she came back with her water, drinking it, she got back into the car and sat down next to Sam, she couldn't tell yet if he was asleep or awake.
He was pretending to be sleeping, his eyes were shut, but he was listening to what she was going to do.
She finished drinking her water, and then laid her head on his chest and slowly tried to fall asleep.
He then too, fell asleep.
Suddenly his phone rang.
Sam answered it, "Hello?"
It was George Fabus, he got right to the point, "Hello, Hello, Alice just called me, Roger had a heart attack... He's fine, but he won't be able to go to the Holy Land for a while, before he had the attack, he was readying to go, he transferred Imperial Decree Powers to Alice, and she has ordered him to stay put in bed and get rest..."
Sam was shocked, "Wow."
Sam quickly nudged Victoria. "Victoria, your brother's had a heart attack."
Victoria was still asleep, she groggily said, "What, who had a what now?"
Sam then slowly said, "Roger. Heart attack.
Victoria immediately jumped up, "What!? Is he okay?"
"Yes. He's fine."
Victoria nodded, anxiously asking, "Should we to Mississippi and visit him? Or are you still too tired from the accident? Wait, what about all the snow there, could we even get in?"
"We can take a helicopter, or go into space and reenter the atmosphere..."
She smiled, "Space? Really? I've never been... Wow, we can do that?"
"Well, yeah, I have an emergency rocket located somewhere near the compound. I'm not allowed to tell you where."
Victoria nodded, "Okay, you can't tell me where? I'm your wife and queen... But if you find it necessary to keep secrets from me..."
"Yeah, I can have some guards take me, I'll have them drive to the closest one. There are three."
She sighed, "How will I get there? Are you going to take me there blindfolded or something?"
He shook his head, "No, we'll be driven there in a golf cart."
She then asked, "So how does that keep it secret if we're driven there and I can see it, are you letting me see it?"
He picked up his cell phone, and called PP, and they dispatched an agent, he drove with a golf cart.
"Yes, you're allowed to see it."
"There is more than one..."
She smiled, "Ah, so I only get to see one?"
"Yes."
Victoria gave him a look, "Only one eh? Well I guess that's fair enough, shall we go then?"
"Yes, lets."
Later that day, they landed at the recently cleared airfield at the Stalingrad estate. There were still mountains of snow, just none on the airfield.
To be continued... (Shortly)