Standing in for Dad

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The morning after Max called her brother, a small group of men walked into the middle of the family housing area. It took a moment for someone to recognize them but soon Max was called to Deal with the men. They were a serious looking lot with military gear, so Max figured they were the men Jake sent. But, just to be safe, her brothers had beads on them.

"Howdy fellers. Ya'll here ta pertect us hillbillies?" Max had on a white cotton button down shirt that was tied around her midriff under her breasts rather than buttoned. The morning mountain air perked up her nipples which shown through the white material, but she was used to the temperature, being a mountain girl. She added hip riding ultra short jean shorts, and they were basically painted on, so she didn't need to button the top or completely zip up the crotch.

The Lieutenant had a very difficult time focusing on this lovely woman's face as he spoke to her, "Ma'am, we were sent by United States Special Operations Command (SOCOM). We are Team Charley of Charley Company, 3rd Marine Raider Battalion. We are to meet up with a 'Max' and tasked with an area denial mission for this cave you have here. Is Max where I can speak with him and coordinate our activities?"

Max laughed, "Hon, ya tawkin ta tha only Max in these here hills. Mosey on over to tha dinin tent and have a set. Tha women folk made ya'll homemade biscuits-N-sausage gravy, fresh salted bacon from a hawg tha menfolk killed an butchered jus yestaday, an lots 'o' sweet tea ta wash it all down yer gullets. We kin talk bout them particulars while ya'll eat. Get yer other boys in hea as well."

The Lieutenant looked to his Sergeant, "Predator picking up any warm bodies but us?"

The Sergeant, who had been totally enamored by Max, checked his tablet and was embarrassed he didn't spot this sooner, "Sir! Predator says there is a Humvee coming up the access road. ETA is 3 minutes. Other than them, the area is clear for 5 miles any direction except for wild animals and three active stills, Sir!"

Walsh was stunned, "Thar be three active stills on our land?"

The Lieutenant showed Max and Pete where they were. "Don worry nun Maxie, me-N-da boys 'll take care 'o' them."

The Lieutenant thought to himself, 'The Hummer is prolly the USGS pukes we were told about. Still, need to make sure before we all sit down for grub.'

"Very well, Sergeant, call the team to cover the incoming until they are verified, and if they are the Geologists, tell the boys to come in and let's get some hot grub in us."

"Sir! Yes, Sir!"

The Sergeant touched his throat mike, "All team members, Humvee incoming, likely friendly USGS civvies. Cover them and if verified, converge on our location for some hot grub."

Soon the Humvee drove into the housing area and a military driver and two guys who could only be the USGS people got out. The Humvee was hauling a trailer with what looked to be densely packed with expensive equipment.

The driver, a corporal, saw the Lieutenant and walked smartly up to him, came to attention, and saluted, "Sir, I have brought the Geologists as requested."

The Lieutenant returned the salute, "Very well Corporal. At ease and go grab some grub, Sergeant, call in the men."

Immediately 12 other military men came out from cover. Max thought to herself, 'Dayamn! These here boys is good! Dawgs din' even give warnin!'

Max led the 17 men to the dining fly and everyone lined up. She then yelled out, "Billy! Get offen yer ass an get me them maps!"

"Damn! Maxie! Ease up yer yappin!"

Max gave Billy the look of Death and he knew he better get to fetchin them damn maps pronto. Without another word he smartly walked into the cabin and presently came out with them and handed them to Max.

Max playfully bopped him over the head, "Sass me gin an youse cut off fer a month!"

Billy blushed, "C-mon Maxie! Di'in mean nuttin by it."

"Get!" is all she said, and Billy went back to his porch seat.

All the military fellas got heaping plates of bacon, biscuits, and sausage gravy and sat down at the covered picnic tables to chow down.

When most of the others were getting seconds, Max opened the map and marked out their holdings. "Weell the bidness owns tha whole mount'in, an this here," She pointed to the mouth of the cave, "be tha only way in ta tha gold right now."

The Lieutenant nodded, "Sergeant, when the boys get finished, I want a 100-yard radius perimeter set. Begin setting up and dig in with available camouflage. Two manholes set 30 yards apart beginning 30 yards from the cliff walls on each side with the whole area in front and to the cliff walls covered with multiple layers of trip wires. First set to be silent notification, second to set off flairs, third to be claymores with overlapping fields of fire."

The Sergeant nodded with a mouthful of some of the best sausage gravy he had ever eaten, "Yes, Sir! We will be dug in and perimeters set by 1200 hours."

"Max, can you show me and the Geologists what we are Dealing with in the cave?"

When the Geologists saw the 40-foot-long, 30-foot-wide veins that looked like rivers of pure gold flowing from ceiling to floor their mouths dropped. Max noticed and asked, "Ah takes it this here's unusual?"

One looked bug eyed, "Not unusual, almost geologically impossible." He looked to his associate, "We gotta get above it and do some serious soundings. If there is any depth to this, we could be looking at the largest gold deposit in the known world."

The Lieutenant looked at them and asked, "No shit?"

The second Geologist found his voice, "You better get more men here fast. If word of this gets out, you will have professional hit teams trying to take out the family so some big corporation can lay claim to the mine."

"FUCK!"

The Lieutenant walked briskly out of the cave and got on his SAT phone. "SOCOM! This is Team Charley of Charley Company, 3rd Marine Raider Battalion. Tell the Major I need the entire Battalion airlifted in here yesterday! Tell them to land within 100 yards of the mine entrance this location as we will have claymores set up outside that radius! I need a command center airlifted in along with the necessary logistics to support an extended field operation. And triple the number of Predators on station with switchblades! I need the whole mountain covered 24/7!"

Lieutenant! This is Major Tillman! What the hell you talking 'bout, Charley!"

By the time the lieutenant got through briefing the Major, the Major was on the line to SOCOM who happened to be in the Oval Office with the Secretary of Defense and the President. It was less than an hour from that phone call before 55 Marine Raiders were airborne with orders to parachute into a secured perimeter around a cave in the middle of the Tennessee mountains and a military drilling team was in route.

After breakfast, Max had Billy, Joe, and Jim-bob show the mountain trails to the two Geologists who set up a receiving station within the cave before going up higher to shoot high energy sound waves through a special device made to propagate the waves through the earth.

It was late when they finally got back and the scientists ate while in front of their computers, analyzing the data.

Max figured it was good news when every other word was a "Holy shit!", "that can't be right!", or "How is that even possible!"

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Dinner was pit roasted Bear. The whole animal had been skinned and put on a large rotating steel spit over a low fire and had been cooking all day. The meat was heavily injected with the rendered pork fat from the hogs, garlic powder, onion powder, vinegar, water, salt, and pepper. Foil wraps of cut potatoes, onions, carrots and celery (all from the family garden plot) with a tab of home churned butter, salt, pepper, and roasted, ground chili peppers went on the flat rocks around the pit to slow cook as well.

Max had changed into full, tight jeans and a tied lined flannel shirt and was at the pit carving up the Bear. She made sure her untethered breasts swayed with her cutting. As a result, between the family and the Rangers, there was only about 20 pounds of meat left due to everyone coming back for more meat just for the eye candy.

This didn't bother Max one bit. She was actually flattered the Rangers all had to adjust their pants. She figured she had done her part to make the boys happy.

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Later that night Max quietly entered the Lieutenant's tent, "Sir, may ah enter?"

"Sure! What's on your mind Max?" He asked as he moved to his bedroll and let Max sit on the wooden seat he had lashed together, "Please have a seat!"

Max bent low and entered, making sure the Lieutenant got a good look at her unfettered breasts before she sat down. She sat with her knees well apart, the moonlight showing her obvious camel toe in the tight short shorts she was wearing. "Wall, ah jus wanted ta thank ya fer tak'n our safety so serisly an figgered this maht be tha only oppertunty ah have ta do er rite." She said as she reached up and untied the knot in the front of her shirt, pulling the ends to her sides and letting her hard nipples slide free of their constraints.

The Lieutenant's eyes bulged, and he licked his lips as he enjoyed the view, "Ma-am, you don't have to do this."

"Ah, Lieutenant," she smiled, "Am a doin this cause ah wanna. Ah wanna enjoy yer hard cock slippin inta ma hot, wet, willin cunt tanight." Max began to lift her hips and then thighs to peel off her shorts, being sure to lift her legs high enough for the Lieutenant to see she was sporting hardwood floors and no panties.

'Holy shit: is this woman beautiful!' he thought to himself as he knelt under her shorts and began to kiss and nibble on the skin of her inner thighs. "I will only fuck you if you cum on my face first, Max. I want to taste the cum of the sexiest mountain girl I have ever met."

Max scooched her hips forward a bit and rested her feet, with her shorts still around her ankles, on his upper back, "Then make yor woman cum fer ya. Play wit ma pussy like tha complished tongue virtuoso ah knows ya mus be."

The Lieutenant felt the moist heat of Max's pussy radiating against his cheeks as he slowly kissed and scraped his teeth over the soft skin of her upper thighs. Tasting one and then the other as he slowly worked down to her outer lips.

Once he had tasted the ultra-soft skin between her outer lips and thigh, he made a vertical oval with his mouth and took in just the outer skin of her labia, licking and sucking each one before letting them pull softly from his teeth.

The Lieutenant then licked the whetted tip of his tongue over the edges of Max's outer labia, coaxing them to thicken and open to reveal her inner lips. He then did short, softly stabbing licks between her inner and outer lips on both sides, reveling in her taste. To the sounds of her soft moans, the Lieutenant whispered, "Max, your hot, wet pussy tastes so good, I could eat your pussy for hours."

Max was breathing hard and shallow and had her fingers running through his hair as she watched him from between her heaving breasts as he ate her sensitive pussy, "Play wit yor pussy slut all ya wan, he-man. Take mah liquid pollen, make meh hose down yor wonerful mouth."

Max watched as he then began licking the edges of Max's slightly prominent inner lips that were now soaked with her juices which were now flowing from her cunnie. She was so wet she could feel her sexual juices, mixed with her Lieutenant's saliva, slowly dribbling down between her ass cheeks and deliciously lubing her anal sphincter.

Max whined and bit her lower lip as he then flattened his tongue over her cunnie and slowly, softly, began to lick up to the base of her clit where he gently massaged the base of her female cock. When it spasmed hard, he moved up and down her clit with his flat tongue as it stayed turgid for him... not relaxing until he was at her cunnie again.

The Lieutenant repeated this several times as Max began to blow hard at the end of each stroke. He was a master at keeping her halfway up the wave to her climax, adjusting his pace to keep her there, needing, wanting, and eventually begging him to make her cum.

Breathless, Max begged as she looked into his eyes while gently massaging the back of his head, "Please-please-let-meh-cum!"

The Lieutenant then had mercy on her and while rubbing his well lubed lower lip across the base of her clit and his wet upper lip over its tip, he gently sucked in her whole clit and lathed it up and down with his tongue as he deeply groaned, vibrating her clit with the sound.

Max struggled to keep her voice down as she came hard for him. Her cunnie was softly gushing just a bit as she came and soon her entire ass was soaked. As her body was going through the after spasms, she looked at him with wide eyes, "Take which evva hole yah wants. Jus root round till ya finds one."

The Lieutenant had pulled down his shorts as Max came for him and he moved up between her knees, grabbing her cheeks as he lifted her up to slip inside her. After a moment of rummaging around he found a hole and only gently pushed, slipping inside her hot depths.

Max shivered and moaned after a sharp intake of breath.

He asked, "Which one did I find?"

Max smiled and winked, "Yous balls deep in mah ass an it feels wonnerful, yah bad boy!"

Max took turns lifting one and then the other nipple to his lips as he suckled her breasts. His cock reminded her of Harry's with its size and she fantasized about riding Harry's electric cock as the Lieutenant enthusiastically took her hot ass.

There were several times, during his zeal, the Lieutenant inadvertently changed holes without realizing it, going a few strokes in her pussy and then a few in her ass. This just served to heighten Max's pleasure. The last few strokes were strong ones, landing deep within her cunnie when he came for her. The heat from his cum slipping Max over another wave of climax as they both clung to each other and gasped for air.

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The geologists were up all night running the numbers and when they came out for breakfast the next morning, they hardly even noticed they were walking down the side of a brand-new field office/encampment of Marine Raiders.

Max handed the fellas some hot grub and asked, "Any news?"

The senior Geologist shook his head, "We are not completely sure of the numbers yet, but our preliminary findings indicate you have the largest known gold deposit in the entire world sitting right under your feet. Just a rough estimate is somewhere in the neighborhood of 75,000 metric tons of gold worth more than 6.75 trillion dollars AFTER mining and smelting."

The Major whistled and turned a little white. Max asked, "Ah take it thaz a lots fer a gold mine?"

The Geologists laughed, "The United States government owns a grand total of just over 212,582 tons of gold. If we are right, you own almost a third as much gold as the government does. The next largest gold mine in the world is the Nevada Gold Mines here in the United States of America... at just 93.5 Tonnes."

"Yeah, it is a lot. What makes this find so special is it is in pools and rivers of relatively pure gold within the rock formations."

"Every other place the gold is held in other strata like granite, quartz and sulfides in very small particles or tree like thin veins or pockets. This particular mountain was once a volcano with large vent tubes in Earth's ancient past which is different than the other mountains in the chain that were caused by upheavals from continental drift with the African shelf many thousands of years ago."

"Evidently this volcano had magma with super concentrated gold which filled those tubes and magma pockets below. Until now, geologists thought that would have been impossible. I would not be surprised if we didn't find some diamonds embedded with these deposits as well."

The Major looked at Billy, Joe, and Jim-bob, "You boys know this mountain like the backs of your hands?"

Billy nodded.

The Major grimly said, "I need you fellas to talk to and lead my boys to all the ways around this mountain where a person could approach the mountain with a good chance of not being seen. We will have to cover all the animal trails and Possum hollers because there is no way in hell someone isn't going to try and cash in on this... and they will kill without remorse for this kind of money."

The fellas nodded, "Firs thang inna mernin. Daylight o'clock. Majah."

The Major got on his SAT phone and called SOCOM.

Max called Pete. "Haya Max! Dem boys thar yet?"

Max brought Pete up to speed. The rest of the family was listening in, and Jake was speechless. Walsh whispered, "We need to call Harry and Dad."

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The next morning at daylight, having had and with sack lunches, the boys set out with three different groups of Raiders and showed them the possible entries approaching the mountain. As they did so, the boys put signs on the active stills, "Hiya fellers. This here be privat propty. Take yer shine an move yer still by end 'o' tha week. Affer that, it be sploded an any feller walkin in'll be shot."

The boys also put lots of 'Private Property' signage up with pictures of the signage and laminated maps indicating the property lines for verification so there would be no excuses.

The USGS fellas double checked their data and sent in a report directly to the Department of the Interior who then relayed it to the President during a specially called cabinet meeting.

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Lunch was a light affair with just the family present. Bacon, Tomato, and Ham Klemmeost was served with dark brown bread slices and lettuce leaves... basically, their version of a BLT with cheese. The Klenneost was soft in texture but very flavorful and not at all similar to canned cheese in the Americas.

Immediately after lunch we were whisked away to Olav V's Hall at Castle Akershus for a few minutes of private time with Harold as he lay in state.

Olivia was a bit melancholy but took it well, "My only regret was not finding out before he got so involved with her and stopping his poisoning; that it was all an attempt to gain the throne never even entered my mind."

Sue and Xi hugged her, and we all sat in the front row as local, country wide, and then foreign dignitaries who had arrived early paid their respects and offered Olivia their condolences. I sat apart to give her some space and so as not to upstage her with setting up talks with the foreign dignitaries... figuring this was the perfect way to shorten our NATO visits which was now necessary due to recent developments.

Sue and Xi were with her, though.

As the country's representatives came by, I set up times to meet with them privately, giving each a four-hour window when we could speak of their issues and how they saw relations with America and their hopes or fears for the future. Sylvia had given me exclusive use of Harold's study for my meetings as well as a small staff to see to my needs such as refreshments as well as personal needs.

After all the dignitaries were welcomed and recognized, something that was to be a daily thing each morning before the hall was to be opened to the general public, the family returned to the Palace grounds where I began with my meetings.

Cheech was with me and took on the role of manservant, introducing each official and standing to the side, assisting as necessary. He was also recording everything. Including what was said privately both before and after by the dignitaries using their cell phones as listening devices. He was also conducting voice stress analysis to help me catch duplicity along with developing a psychological profile on each of them.

This became very useful later as I began to have additional meetings with groups of the country's representatives when it came to light there were misgivings, concerns, or misunderstandings which popped up after our initial meeting during our evening reviews. Those follow ups had to be handled delicately as we didn't want any of them to recognize their private conversations were being monitored.