"The Three Day Pass" Chapter 16
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Joseph awoke the next morning with a smile on his
face. The odor of fresh brewed coffee filled the air.
Mixed with this was the smell and sound of potatoes
and eggs frying. It was like heaven.
"I see you decided to join the living." Rich said, as he
poured a fresh cup of Java for Joseph and brought it to
him in bed. "I think you will find this coffee more to your
liking. I just got a new coffee pot and I even think I
learned how to make a decent cup for you."
Taking a sip and smiling he said, "HEY THIS IS NOT
BAD! In fact it is very good. Besides being one hell of a
great bed partner, you are turning into a decent cook.
You found the way to my heart. Nothing starts the day
better than a good cup of coffee-well almost nothing.
Come give me a kiss, but do it gently. I don't want to
spill this elixir."
Rich leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his lips
and said, "Your favorite breakfast will be ready soon.
You go take a shower. By the time you are finished we
should be ready to eat."
"My favorite food for breakfast, lunch, dinner and snacks
is you." Joseph said, getting out of bed and putting his
cup on the table. "Come here and let me take a little
bite out of you." Gathering Rich into his arms he kissed
him hard and deep. "Now my little hussy, tell me about
this 'Bed Partner' that you almost had in OUR bed last
night."
"No! Not until after you shower and damn it, take a
shave!" Rich said, as he rubbed his face where
Joseph's beard had scratched it. "I'll fill you in on
everything at the table."
"Ok, that's a deal. I have a lot to tell you also. Some of it
you might even like!" the soldier said as he walked into
the bathroom to perform his morning ablutions.
Rich prepared their food and set it in the oven to keep
warm while he made the bed and cleaned up the mess
they had made last night. The room was neat and
orderly when Joseph came out of the bathroom
dressed in a 'T' shirt and khaki pants.
"The first thing I'm going to buy when I graduate is
some clothes that are not brown or Khaki and a pair of
black shoes. Something that will make me forget about
the army." He said sitting down to eat.
Rich placed his food on the table before him and joined
him. "Dad tells me you made a very sexy victim for that
belly dancer the other night. You and I are going to have
to go to that Cafe together sometime. Was she really as
beautiful as dad said? Did she really give you her
address and phone number? Not that I blame her for
trying, but you are mine or have you forgotten that?"
"You know I haven't forgotten it babe. Now tell me about
this strange man you almost invited up for a bedtime
romp last night."
"Well he isn't strange at all. You knew him before I did."
Rich said and told him all about Frank Gordon and
what a good friend he had turned out to be. "He likes to
put on this big act and there are times when it's hard to
tell if he is serious or not, but he always behaves
himself. He says he still wants the two of us in his
bed but if either of us were to say 'yes', I think he
would run for the hills. Anyway he always says to give
you a kiss on your ass for him."
Laughing and then turning so serious that the words
came out in a torrent the soldier started to babble,
"Look Rich, I have something to tell you that you will not
like. I seems that I have gotten myself into a bit of a
problem and I can't get out of it, at least not yet. I have
always been honest with you, and you know that you
are the only one that I love. I want you to keep that in
mind when I tell you what has been going on."
"Oh, oh! This sounds real serious. There is only one
thing I want you to tell me first, Joseph. Do you want to
split up with me-is that what this is all about? I can take
the truth, really I can and I would rather have it. I don't
want to be lied to, not by you."
Reaching over and taking Rich's hand in his, he lifted it
palm up to his lips and kissed it. "Darling, I never knew
what love was or could be like until I met you. If I thought
we would split up, I would be devastated. I will never
stop loving you. You on the other hand, might not want
me after what I have to tell you. I swore to you when I
started this that I would keep you informed. Please
remember that I did ask your permission to do this.
However, it has now reached the point where I can no
longer be 100% true to you. Well I am true to you but
in order to get information "
"Oh God, no!"
"Let me tell you everything before you speak." Joseph
said.
"Another question first." Rich demanded.
"Yes anything."
"Will it be just the two of us in the end?" Rich asked.
"That was, is and will be up to you. As far as I'm
concerned, even if you threw me out, I would still love
you. I love you and your family and what I have to do; I'm
doing for you and them This thing is so important;
that I feel it not only constitutes a direct threat against
us, but also to everyone else in the country, if not the
world. I cannot tell you more than that, but when I say all
our lives and all our futures may depend on doing this, I
am not exaggerating one iota. On that fact, I will take an
oath. It may be too late for me to back out now without
exposing the fact that the F.B.I. is on to this entire
operation. A lot of hard work will go down the drain, but
get out I will, if you insist. This will be our last chance!
After this I will not be able to disengage myself without
possibly getting kill "
"There will be no backing out of anything." Rich
insisted. "I think it is too late for that. It's no longer just
you and me--but my father and mother are so worked
up that I think they would be so disappointed that they
would disown me."
"Forget about them. While I do love them, it's just you
and me that I'm concerned about here. This has to be
your choice not theirs. You say the word now and it's
over-now or never-once and for all!"
Rich moving close to him kissed his lips and said, "No
Joseph, I will not ask you to stop. I want you to continue.
I will never question your motives or your love for me
again. Now and in the future you can either tell me
everything that has been going on or not-either way-it's
your 'Play'."
So Joseph told him everything, including the part about
Fazzi possibly asking Mary and Kassie to leave. "Is he
going to do that so that he would be free to have you
move in and be his lover full time?" Rich asked.
"Fazzi will never be 'My Lover', not in any sense of the
word, not full time, not part time nor any time. That title
is reserved for you. You and I will still be together on
weekends and whenever I could get to see you," the
soldier assured him, "and then there is my army job at
the school."
"If I were to say no to this you would then tell the F.B.I.
that you want out of this deal. That would leave the army
free to use you as it sees fit." Rich observed. "They
could even send you off as a translator and put you up
in the front lines, and you could get killed."
"Nothing has changed there. Hey baby, that's what I
GET PAID FOR. Remember from the very first, I told you
that I'm a paid killer. One way or the other, the
government has the right to use me anyway it wants as
long as my enlistment holds out. You knew this when
we started seeing each other.
"Yes I knew it. And you keep telling me it, over and over.
I want you here and in one piece. If you are going to get
killed I want you killed here in the USA not on some
street or back alley in a place whose name I cannot
even pronounce. Just be careful and make sure you
protect yourself. And that not only applies to using
condoms. This is the last time I want to hear about this.
I don't want to hear the details of your bed escapades
with Fazzi. When we are together: it will be our time. The
other time is your 'office work'. Understand?"
"I love you Rich for as long as you will put up with me."
The rest of the day they spent the time doing what
lovers always do. They made love countless times and
when it was time for Rich to go to the theater, Joseph
tagged along and watched the play from the wings. He
discovered that Rich did have talent and that people
liked his performance. When he appeared on stage, he
lit up the stage. After the last act, the soldier went back
to his dressing room to congratulate him. While waiting
for him to get into street clothes there was a knock on
the door. "Answer that, will you Joseph?" Rich shouted
from the bathroom.
He went to the door and opened it and there stood
Frank Gordon. "Well, look what the Army let out! It's
good to see you again." Frank said as he embraced
Joseph. "Maybe I better leave and let the two of you---do
what you do together."
"No Frank, please stay. I want to thank you for being
here for Rich when he needs it. He has told me all
about your kindnesses to him." From the bathroom he
heard Rich ask who it was. Over his shoulder, directing
his voice to the bathroom Joseph called out, "Rich it is
my 'on duty' replacement. I think he should join us for
the evening." Then to Frank he said, "you will join us,
we were going out for a late night snack and a few
drinks and then to bed. It is still true that you are still
interested in taking the two of us to bed?"
Turning all shades of purple and fumfering so much
that he almost had a heart attack. "You are kidding---I
hope. Don't do this to an old man!"
"Well at least join us for the snack and drinks," said
Rich coming out of the bathroom, walking up to Frank
and kissing him on the cheek. Then placing Frank
between them, they marched him out of the room while
patting his ass and giving it little squeezes.
They went to a neighborhood Bar and Grill and ordered
something to eat and drink. The three of them shared a
circular booth together with Frank between them. The
two young guys rubbing their legs against Frank and
now and then leaning into him to place kisses on his
reddening face. "Enough is enough." He finally said. "I
have learned my lesson. No more playing
around when do I get to fuck your hot young asses?"
The three of them looked at each other and burst out in
fits of laughter. "Both of you knew that I was just kidding
all the time, didn't you?"
"Yes we did, but we just thought we would call your bluff
and have a little fun."
"Yes but what if I had taken you two up on it, what would
you have done then?"
"But you didn't and now you will never really know, will
you?"
"You two make me feel young again. I love the both of
you. I am going to get the hell out of here before I
decide to act like a fool and take you up on that bedtime
fantasy." Frank said, and then he offered to drive them
home.
"I think we will make a night of it." Joseph said. "I want
to take Rich up to Central Park for a carriage ride. I feel
in a real romantic mode and that would end a perfect
day for me. What do you say lover? Do you feel in the
mood for a little love making in a horse drawn
carriage?"
"Yeahhhhh! You sure you don't want to join us, Frank? I
think we could squeeze you in between us?" Rich
asked.
"I told you I learned my lesson. You two go on and have
fun. I'll just go home and play with myself. Good luck on
your tests this coming week. Maybe we can get together
for a little graduation party at 'Reinzi's' some evening
soon." Frank said as he was leaving.
"That would be nice--Maybe in about two or three
weeks, after I get settled into my new schedule, that is,
unless the army has other plans for me."
They left for Central Park and took a few turns around
the park and then went home where they stayed up
most of the night and just talked about the future.
The next day they took the car and rode out to visit
Rich's parents on the Island. The family sat in the
library and Worthington and Joseph went over the
outline of what Rich's dad was going to propose to
Fazzi and his partners. Joseph asked a lot of questions
and took notes. He wrote in both Arabic and English.
Rich observed this and questioned why the two
languages.
"If I'm going to have to translate any or all of this, I better
know the terms and processes in both languages as
well as the ins and outs and all the details. Nothing
looks more amateurish than having to stop and look up
a phrase in a dictionary when you are trying to sell
something to someone." Joseph said.
"I knew you had what it takes Joseph," Rich's father
said. "I can't wait till you are free to go to school and
learn the business. With your brains and my good
looks we are going places . 'Worthington & Benson
Investments', I can almost see it now . Say, we could
even send you to school to learn a few belly dancing
routines. That could be another tool in our arsenal."
"Yes." said Rich's mother. "Richard told me about the
belly dancing and I think some of his women clients
would just love to see you hootch-y-kooch-ying half
nude before them. They might even stuff stocks, bonds
and cash in your "G" string."
"Well it's not a strip-tease act." Richard said. "It is even
more enticing than that. It is art-pure art. Nothing dirty
about it Seductive yes Alluring definitely, but not
dirty."
They talked and planned the rest of the day. After lunch
Rich and Joseph found the time to walk along the
beach. It was real cold out there. The winter wind
blowing off the ocean did little to prevent them from
acting like it was a warm spring day. But, not for too
long, as reality finally crept in and they had to leave for
the city. Rich had an evening performance and Joseph
wanted to get back to base and get ready for the big
week. Joseph dropped Rich off at the theater. Rich's
parting words to Joseph were to be careful and do a
good job on those tests. As he stood there watching the
BMW move away, Rich kept wondering if maybe he
should have told the soldier to drop the whole Fazzi
thing. He had this sense of foreboding, which he kept
trying to push out of his mind as he turned and went
into the theater.
As Joseph drove away and headed for the bridge, in his
mind he asked himself, should I stop at the estate or
not? I better not. I don't want to start anything this late.
It's best to wait until Kassie and Mary are gone. It's best
to just go back to the base. I have to be fresh and ready
for the final exams.
The next week brought on the long awaited tests. What
surprised Joseph and Ibrahim was the fact that for the
most part the tests contained almost nothing of the
material that they had studied and had reviewed over
and over. The tests themselves were difficult. The fact
that they had studied so hard and then found little if any
of that stuff there, really pissed them off. In spite of it all
Joseph thought he had done very well. His contact with
the Arab community had paid off and he found himself
doing fine. By Wednesday he had begun to relax. By
Friday afternoon the marks were posted. At the top of
the list was Private Joseph Benson Ibrahim was third
and between them was a Christian of Lebanese
extraction. Ibrahim jokingly said that the army was
prejudiced against Muslims, but even he said that he
had to admit that he had goofed up on one of the essay
questions. However being third was not that bad. Only a
few percentage points separated the three top
students. Graduation was set for Monday. As soon as
Joseph saw the posted schedule he went into the
company office to arrange for Fazzi and the family's
permission to attend.
"No problem," the company clerk said. "I will take care
of it for you. Just fill out this security information form
and I will see to it that a pass is waiting for them at the
main gate. We are going to have a special bus to
transport all of the guests to the school. So, are we are
finally going to meet this girl of yours? Remember you
were going to see if she had a sister for me."
"I'm sorry but she does not have a sister. I'll ask about a
friend if you like."
"Yes that would be nice. Make sure you introduce her to
me. Williams said. "I can ask her myself. By the way let
me offer you my congratulations on your passing out on
top. The C.O. just asked me to have you paged. There
is someone in with him and they both want to see you.
Wait I'll inform them that you're here." He pressed the
inter-com button and announced, "Private Benson is
here sir. Shall I send him in now?"
"Yes Williams, please do," the Captain said.
Joseph entered and saluted and said, "Private Benson
reporting, as ordered, Sir!"
"At ease and have a seat, Benson," the C.O. said, "you
know Mr. Barnes?"
Joseph nodded that he did.
"First let me congratulate you on the excellent record
you have amassed here at the school." The C.O. said
smiling. "Is it really true that you never knew any Arabic
before you started the school?"
"Yes Sir, that is the truth. Not one word."
"Amazing! Look Private Benson, I have to admit that lots
of us, including myself, never thought that this would
work. Yet here we are with our first graduating class.
You really are a great group and we could not be
prouder of all of you. And to have as our top student
someone who never even spoke a word of Arabic pass
out on top When you consider the fact that we had
quite a few students who were brought up in the
language, who would have expected that the top
student would not have come from that group. That was
too much to hope for. Just how did you do it?"
"Sir, I really can't explain it myself, the only language I
ever spoke or heard was English and I barely
graduated from High School. Ibrahim, my roommate,
and some friends from the Paterson Arab community
really deserve most of the credit."
"I reiterate, Amazing!" The C.O. shaking his head said
over and over. "Anyway, now down to business. Mr.
Barns is here to tell you something, that while I'm sure
you know something about this, it is really new to me. It
would appear that you have been transferred to another
government agency, the FBI and your cover will be
teaching here at the school. You will be under Mr.
Barns' direct command. I will be the only person to
know of your 'double life'. You will be posted as a
teacher in training. Someone who will fill-in for a sick
teacher now and then. It will look like you are just a
substitute instructor here at the school. Perhaps you
could also find the time to give a special lecture on
various subjects, but you will have no assigned regular
duties. If you refuse this duty, I promise you that I will try
to pull a few strings of my own to get you assigned here
full time. I cannot guarantee it, but I really like the idea of
having your services full time."
"Sir, there is nothing I would like better than working full
time for you at the school, but, there is a bigger job that
Mr. Barns has assured me must be done first." Joseph
diplomatically told him. "However, once that job is done,
I think I would welcome the opportunity of teaching
here. There are a few subjects that I would love to add
to the curriculum. One would be a lecture or two on
modern Arab psychology."
"You go and prepare that lecture, we will look forward to
hearing it, Sgt. Benson." The C.O. said, to the
bewildered private, "Yes I did say Sergeant, it was no
mistake. All of our teachers are either Noncoms or
officers and since you are not a college graduate, a
temporary Sergeant's rating is the best, Mr. Barns and I
could arrange for you at this time. In a year or so it will
be made permanent. I am going to take particular
pleasure in announcing this at graduation, when I
present you with your graduation diploma and your
promotion papers. However, if at anytime you should
decide to make the army your main career, we would
insist that you to enter Officers' Training School or
perhaps we can arrange an appointment to West Point.
Now, I believe you and agent Barns have a few things to
talk over, you are dismissed, Sergeant."
"Yes Sir! Thank you sir." He said saluting smartly and
leaving the room with Bill.
"Congratulations Joseph, You did well. Come lets go
for a ride." Barns said leading Joseph to his car. Barns
drove him to a secluded part of the base and parked
the car. Turning to Joseph, he said, "Before we go any
further, I have to ask you something. What the fuck is
going on between you and Fazzi? Are you still with us or
are you not?"
"Bill, how could you even ask me that? You know me
and where I stand. I am right with you, I am an
American and that comes first, last and always."
Joseph protested. "Why would you think otherwise?"
"Well what other concussion should I come too? It
appears that my prize agent is sleeping with the enemy
and I just can't help it if I get that impression." Bill said.
"Tell me you're not involved with him."
"I can't tell you that. Yes I'm involved with him-but not the
way you think. What I'm doing is because I now know
that this is the only way to gain his complete and
unqualified confidence. Marrying his daughter would
not have done it. Yes it might have worked if we had
years to work on it, but in the end he would never fully
trust me."
"Why not? You would be his son-in-law, a member of
his family." Bill said. "He would have to trust you!"
Joseph, smiling and trying not to laugh in Bill's face,
explained, "First of all Bill, you like most westerners, do
not understand Arab history or psychology. There is a
long Arab tradition of not trusting anyone. For centuries
there has always been this inter-family war between
individuals as well as clans. Nobody trusts anyone.
They don't trust outsiders, least of all in-laws. Hell, even
here in the U.S.A., in-laws are not close to each other.
Then, add to that the most important fact of all . the
fact that Kassie is not his daughter " Seeing the look
of shock on his face he continued by explaining, "Early
in their marriage, Mary became lonely because of
Fazzi's perversions and she took a lover. She became
pregnant by him. When Fazzi found out about it, he was
furious about it. He knew it could not be his child. But,
as an Arab he could never admit that his wife had
willingly had sex with someone else. That would be an
insult to his manhood. He had the man arrested on
some trumped up charges and after personally
torturing him, he raped him, cut off his genitalia and
stuffed them in his mouth. He then killed him and fed
him to the fish in the Mediterranean. If she were his real
daughter, perhaps he would come to trust her
husband. But not as the husband of his wife's
illegitimate daughter. No way. Marrying her off to anyone
would give him the chance to get rid of both Mary and
her bastard. So you see why I have to do it this way.
There is no other way to gain his complete trust. I hate
him and I want to throw up every minute I'm with him,
but I will stop at nothing to get him, even if it means "
"I understand now." Barns said. "If she had married one
of our paid informers, it would not have gotten us 'in'
with him. We would have wasted our money and time
for nothing."
"It would appear that way." Joseph said. "Just think
about it, this way, poor Fazzi is paying for his own
downfall. Richard Worthington gets a new account and
a chance to get big bucks, Kassie gets her freedom,
Mary gets to start a new life, the F.B.I. has an inside
man it can trust and I get a BMW out of it and all I have
to do is to keep my guts from boiling over and now and
then let him suck my cock."
"Be careful Joseph I do not have to tell you that--this
man is a killer. I want you to carry a weapon. As a Sgt.
you will be issued a side arm. I know you know how to
use it. That weapon will be too big to carry off base."
The FBI agent said. "So as a little graduation gift, from
me and the boys in the office, we decided to give you
this .22 cal. pistol and issue you a permit to carry it. It is
small enough to hide on your person. I want you to carry
it and you better do some target practice with it. You can
use the army firing range. I don't want to have our best
agent winding up as fish bate in the Atlantic."
"Are you sure that's necessary? I can take care of
myself without having to carry a gun."
"Better safe than sorry." Barns said, and as he handed
him a gift-wrapped box containing a gun and box of
ammunition. "What are you going to do for the rest of
the weekend?"
"Bill, I am really worn out. I really think that after I call the
house and let Fazzi and the family know about the test
results and the arrangements I have made for them to
attend my graduation-I'm just going to crash and get a
good night's sleep. Maybe some of us will hit a local
bar or the Enlisted Men's club to celebrate a bit, but
nothing big."
"Ok relax a bit and have some fun, you have earned it.
I'll head back to the office now. I have to make a full
report on all of this. I think the director will be very
pleased. He will also be glad to know that we were
wasting our time and money trying to hook-up that other
guy with Kassie. Just knowing all of the money we
saved from being flushed down the toilet should make
him very happy. Before you hit the bars, I suggest you
take the .22 cal. down to the range and familiarize
yourself with it."
"Thanks Bill, both for your help and the gift." Joseph
said. "I wish I could invite you to the graduation, but with
Fazzi and the family there it might not be a good idea."
"Thanks yourself and I understand. I better get going.
Have fun this weekend. Good bye."
After Bill left Joseph called the family and told them the
good news, leaving out the parts about his promotion
and the school appointment. Kassie told him she was
very proud of him and that she had filled Mary in on all
that was going on. She told him that Mary was walking
on air. She could not believe it. After all these years the
both of them were going to be able to live their own
lives. To do what they wanted-when they wanted-
without having to answer to anyone but themselves.
The two of them were just sad that Joseph had to pay
so high a price for their happiness.
"Tell her that she should enjoy her liberty and find a
good loving husband. That goes for you too, Kassie."
Joseph told her. "That would make all of this
worthwhile."
"I love you Yussef, habibi." Kassie said.
"And Kassie-I love you too!"
"Joseph is there any chance that you and I, one day,
that we could ?"
"Habibi, let's let the future take care of itself. Just be
happy that both you and Mary can start to live, at last, in
Freedom
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