I crept silently down the corridor, listening. My team, Jake and Pete, were right behind me. We had to find the girl soon. We were running out of time. It was slow going having to check each door we came to. We reached the end of the corridor. I poked my head around the corner. Nothing on the left. I looked to the right. The corridor ran another fifty yards and ended in a doorway. I slipped around the corner, then saw a sliver of light coming from a door not fully closed. I crept up to it. I heard the sound of flesh hitting flesh, hard, followed by a scream of pain.

Gun in hand, I pushed the door open. There was a large man standing in the middle of the room in front of a bed. He was naked from the waist down. The girl who screamed was sitting on the bed, her hand covering her face. She was naked, her clothes ripped and scattered around on the floor. She was starring in fear at the man. When I opened the door, she looked at me then back at him. He saw the movement of her eyes and turned around. As he turned, I raised my pistol and brought the barrel crashing down on his forehead. I felt and heard bones cracking. His skull caved in. He was dead before he hit the floor. I looked at the girl. She had blood running from her nose where he had hit her. At least it didn't appear broken. She had a big, red splotch on her cheek and what looked like a dog collar around her neck. I whispered to her.

'Don't be afraid. I'm here to rescue you and take you out of here to a safe place.'

She just looked at me, paralyzed with fear. I hoped she understood English. I held my hand out to her.

'Please come with me, honey.'

She jumped up and ran to me and jumped in my arms. I caught her with my free hand. She wrapped her arms around my neck and her skinny little legs around my waist. I put my hand on her upper thigh and her ass cheek to hold her. She said one word, 'American', and buried her face in my chest. I whispered to her again.

'You're safe now. Please don't make any noise.'

She nodded.

Pete and Jake were at the door watching the corridor. When I turned with her, Pete started back down the corridor the way we came in. I followed him and Jake covered our backs. I put my gun in the holster and put that arm around her and we started running back the way we came. When we got to the rear door, we stopped. There was no alarm sounded yet. Pete slowly cracked the door open and looked out. The sun was just setting. I whispered to her.

'Are you Tamaria?'

She nodded yes.

'We'll have you out and away from here in a few more minutes, ok?'

Another nod.

Pete led the way out and down the path to the hill which led us to the truck. It was slow going because of the loose footing and narrow path. I held tightly on to Tamaria. We made it as the sun set. I opened the back door and sat down with her in my lap. She moved her legs from around me and sat sideways in my lap. She never lifted her head or turned loose of my neck. Pete got in to drive and Jake got on the radio to tell the base we had the package. Pete drove off in the old Volvo delivery truck we had for transportation. I got my handkerchief out, wet it and wiped the blood off her face.

"Pete, head for the safe house fast as we can go in this heap."

"You got it boss."

"Boss, evac is delayed. Extremely high winds. Choppers can't lift off. They say now it will be at 0730 at the rendezvous spot."

"Ok. we'll manage."

A minute later, Pete hit the brakes. We jerked forward in the truck. I held on to Tamaria tightly.

"You ok, Tamaria?"

"Yes. Thank you."

She kissed my cheek.

"Taliban team, boss."

"Ok Pete, you got left, I got right."

We drew our pistols. Pete acted like he was slowing down for them. When we got close, he stuck his pistol out the window and fired. I did the same. Both Taliban guards died right there. We drove past their lifeless bodies and kept going.

Twenty minutes later, we turned on the road that looped around the town and led to the abandoned farm house we were using. When we got parallel to the town, I had Pete stop the truck.

"Jake, head in to town and see if you can round us up some food and some clothes for Tamaria."

"Sure boss, no problem."

"Thanks."

Jake got out and walked the half mile to the town. We went on to the farm house. Pete parked us in the decrepit barn out of sight. He got out and secured the door and I got out still carrying Tamaria. She wrapped her legs around my waist again, but laid her head on my shoulder, looking. We went towards the back door. Pete stopped and drew his pistol. I shifted Tamaria and drew mine. Pete motioned for me to look. Our security tape was missing. Someone is or was inside.

He opened the door slowly and looked around, then stepped inside. I followed him. We walked silently around the entry way, then into the house proper, checking the living room, kitchen, and bedroom as we went. Downstairs was empty. We went upstairs and looked in the family room, bedroom, and kitchenette. Empty. We holstered our guns. Pete went and sat on one of the sofas. I carried Tamaria into the bedroom and sat her on the bed, then looked at her and smiled. I turned to go, but she grabbed me and pulled me back to her. I sat on the bed beside her and put my arm around her, looking at her. She was quite beautiful for her young age. She saw me looking at her naked body.

"Tamaria, you're safe now. I'll be in the big room right through that door. I won't let anything happen to you. You have my promise."

"No!"

"What? Why? What is it, honey?"

"My father promised me that, too. When the Taliban came, he ran away and left me for them. That man was going to rape me and torture me when you came."

"Well, he's dead now. So will anyone else be if they try to harm you. I won't abandon you and I won't hurt you or let anyone else hurt you. I'll be here with you all the time. See that chair right there?"

"Yes."

"I will be sitting in it. You can see me the whole time. I'll leave the door open for you so you'll know I'm telling you the truth. And I'll come back in here to get you when Jake returns with our food and you some clothes. No one else will come in here except me, ok?"

She looked at me, deeply, in my eyes.

"Ok, mister boss. I believe you. Thank you."

"My name is David. If you call out for me, I'll come running here to you."

"Thank you, David."

I kissed her forehead then laid her down on the bed.

"I will take care of you, Tamaria."

"David, did you like looking at me?"

"Huh? Uh...yes, I won't lie to you. You are very beautiful."

"Thank you. So, you like what you see?"

"Yes, I shouldn't, but I do."

She smiled at me. I went and sat in the chair and looked over at her. I smiled at her. She smiled back then closed her eyes. I opened the folder on the table in front of me. I looked through the pictures in the file then found the one I was looking for.

"Pete, is this the guy you saw executed by the Taliban this morning?"

He took the photo and looked at it.

"Yeah, that's him. Is that this girl that he's leading around on a dog leash?"

"I think so. This guy is a piece of work!"

"He's a piece of something, that's for sure."

I looked at Tamaria. Her eyes were still closed. I gazed at her naked body for a minute, then looked away, ashamed of my thoughts.

Jake showed up about forty minutes later with bread, cheese, and some fresh fruit. He brought some clothes, also.

"Boss, something's up in town. Most of the street vendors wouldn't sell me anything or even talk to me. The one guy who sold me the clothes also slipped me this."

He handed me a scrap of paper. It had something written in Arabic on it.

"No idea. I don't read Arabic. Maybe Tamaria can translate it for us."

I got up and went to her. As I approached her bed, she opened her eyes and smiled at me.

"Jake is back. He brought you some clothes. I hope they fit. He brought us food whenever you get hungry."

"Thank you, David."

"Honey, can you read this?"

I showed her the scrap of paper. She looked at it, then looked up at me with fear in her eyes.

"It says, 'Dangerous Taliban here. Be careful'."

"Hmmm, dangerous Taliban?"

"Probably one of their execution squads."

"I guess they know about us."

"If it is them and they are here for you, they will come when the sun rises. They will come from the east so you can't see them."

"Well, we'll be ready for them."

"There will be eight of them."

"You know all this?"

"Yes, they have come before."

I showed her the picture.

"Is that your father?"

"He was. He no longer is. You are my daddy now."

"Huh?"

"He abandoned me and left me for the Taliban. He broke his solemn promise. He is a coward."

"He was executed by the Taliban this morning."

"They do not like cowards either."

"So, how did I become your daddy?"

"I chose you. You rescued me. You promise to keep me safe, you have food for me, clothes for me. You have kept your word and will keep it. I believe that. You killed the Taliban and the monster. You are no coward."

"I will always keep my word to you, honey. I never want you to be afraid again."

"Thank you."

"Do I have any say in this daddy business?"

"No. My blood father is dead. As the chattel daughter, I have the right to choose another daddy. I chose you."

"Chattel daughter? What is that?"

"I am more property than daughter. My father could have sold me to another daddy if I didn't please him. It is my place. My daddy sees to my needs, and I take care of his needs."

"Those are your customs here?"

"Yes. It's the way it has always been. That is why the Taliban hates the west and their schools."

"Ok then, my daughter. Get dressed and let's go eat."

She sat up, put the skirt and top on, but nothing else.

"You don't wear panties?"

"Not until I become pregnant."

"Does your top close up any more?"

"It can. You do not want to see my boobs?"

"Actually, I like seeing them, but I don't want any one else to see them."

"Thank you, David...uh...daddy, that you do care about me, for allowing me my modesty."

She fixed her top where nothing showed, then hugged me and kissed my cheek. We went in the other room to get some food. While she ate, I filled Pete and Jake in on the message and what Tamaria told me.

"Mister Jake, if the sellers wouldn't talk to you, it's because the Taliban are watching."

After we ate, we got everything ready to defend the house. Tamaria went and took a bath. Jake and Pete would take turn standing watch. I set my phone alarm for 0500 to be up and ready by sunrise. Then I went to the bed to lay down. I took my boots and shirt off and laid down. Tamaria came out of the bathroom naked, closed the bedroom door and crawled in bed with me. She snuggled up to me and pulled my arm over her for me to hold her.

"May I have a kiss, my daddy?"

I kissed her nose. She giggled and pulled my face down. Our lips met. She pulled in tighter to me. I could feel the warmth of her skin on mine. I put my arm around her waist. I felt her tongue on my lips and parted mine. She stuck her petite little tongue in my mouth and I sucked it. After our kiss, she turned over and pushed her ass against me and took my hand and put it on her tit. I rubbed and squeezed her tit then rubbed across the top of her little nipple with my fingertip. I guessed they were no more than 28B tits, very firm but soft and smooth.

"Mmmmmm, I like that. You are soft and gentle. I knew I chose right."

"I have to say that I love your tits, Tamaria. How old are you, anyway?"

"I am twelve. I will be thirteen and a woman next week. And they are your tits just as I am yours."

I kissed her neck.

"I have been taught how to attend to all your needs, but this is the first time I have felt the touch of a man. You won't be disappointed."

"We need to talk about all this one day soon after I get you out of Afghanistan."

"Where will you take me?"

"To America."

"But the Taliban are there too."

"I know, but I know America and I can protect you better there than I can anywhere else."

"I will go with you there. I will go where ever you go."

"I hope so, honey. I like having you around and I hope you will want to stay with me for a while."

"I do, I am yours, and that's forever."

"I'm beginning to like the sound of that."

"I'm glad. Now go to sleep. I will keep you warm tonight, my daddy."

She wiggled her ass on my hard dick. I laid there enjoying the feel of Tamaria naked, cuddled up next to me, wanting me to hold her tit.

The alarm woke me. I untangled myself from Tamaria and got up without waking her. I got dressed and went to make fresh coffee. Jake was watching the eastern horizon.

"Morning, boss."

"Morning Jake. We should have an hour or so before the Taliban shows up. Go get some rest. I'm up."

"Thanks, I will."

He went to the other sofa and laid down. I looked out the window. To dark to see a thing. I went and got me a cup of coffee then sat back to watch the east. My mind drifted back to three days ago.

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I parked my SUV in the parking lot of the Homeland Security building in Washington DC. I walked in and flashed the security officer my ID badge. I bypassed the metal detectors and went to the executive elevator and hit the button for the top floor. I had to insert my ID to allow me to go there. The Director's office was there at the end of the hall. I walked in the outer door. Jake and Pete were already there in the receptionist area.

"Hey boss! I thought we were supposed to be on vacation."

"I guess we were. I assume we aren't any more."

A minute later, the Director's secretary called us in to his office. We went in. The Director pointed to a table without looking up from his file he was reading. We went to it and sat. A few minutes later, the door opened and the Vice-President and General Bradley walked in. The general is the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs. We stood up. They came and sat with us. We sat back down and the Director joined us.

"Gentlemen, let's get started. We have little time. We have received word from Kabul that Omar Safeer and his daughter are seeking asylum in America in exchange for top secret Taliban data. He knows who the real Taliban leaders are, where they are, what their eighteen month plans are, who is actually funding them, who is arming them, where their arms are and where their cash is. Plus, he has a wealth of less vital information."

"Director, who is this Omar guy?"

"Mister Vice-President, he is an Afghan national who has been feeding us intel for the past three years. All of it verified and totally accurate. He has helped us immeasurably in stopping their attacks and counter-attacks."

"So he can be trusted?"

"Yes sir."

"Then get him and his daughter out of there."

"That's what we are doing here now, sir. We have maybe seventy-two hours to get them out."

"That's why David and his team are here? To get them and bring them back?"

"Yes, General."

"You're risking our best assets on a simple extraction?"

"The last intel we got from him is that the town they are in is the main Taliban stronghold in Afghanistan. All their top leaders go there every few weeks for

planning meetings. It will be anything but simple."

"What do you need from the military?"

"I need a fast transport from Andrews to Spain for David and his team tonight and from Spain to Quetta, Pakistan. They will need gear and insertion from Quetta to Afghanistan and extraction from there and transport back to Andrews."

"I'll have a 135 ready at Andrews in two hours to get them to Spain. There will be a 130 gun ship standing by in Spain. The chopper base in Quetta will be on alert for full assistance."

"Good. Thank you, General. Mr. Vice-President, will you brief the President?"

"Yes."

"David, here is the intel you will need. Read it on the way. Be at Andrews geared up and ready in two hours."

"Yes sir, Director. We'll be there."

We got up and left. In the parking lot, they stopped me.

"Boss, this doesn't feel like a cake walk job."

"It won't be, Pete."

"I got a very bad feeling about this one, boss."

"Something doesn't feel right to me either, Jake, but we have our orders."

"Yeah, we'll see you at Andrews boss."

"Roger that."

I went home to my apartment and got my gear loaded in the SUV. Then I packed personal items and clothes and put them in the SUV. I got dressed and put the intel folder inside my shirt, then headed to Andrews. I went on base and to the hanger the transport was in. Jake and Pete met me there. We loaded our gear and boarded to plane.

We took off twenty minutes later and cruised to Spain. I studied the intel while we flew. As soon as we landed in Spain, we de-planed and went right to the 130 and boarded it with our gear. Fifteen minutes later, we were in the air headed to Pakistan.

When we landed there, the base commander greeted us at the plane.

"David, good to see you again."

"Thanks, Colonel."

"I've got a Huey and two Cobra escorts ready to get you to the Safra area. We have a truck waiting for you at the insertion point. Anything else you need?"

"Yes, we could use three more AR-15s with around twenty pre-loaded clips."

"I'll have them on the Huey in ten minutes. The truck is installed with a preset radio so you can contact us securely if you need to."

"Thank you, Colonel. That should cover everything. We'll go ahead and board the choppers so we can lift off as soon as possible."

"Good luck."

We went to the chopper and boarded it with our gear. Two minutes later, a jeep pulled up and gave us the 15s and ammo. The flight crews arrived behind the jeep and we were air born fifteen minutes later. It was a short flight to the barn where the truck was hidden. The chopper set down.

"Your truck is in the barn. Good luck. Hopefully, we'll see y'all tomorrow night."

"Thanks, Captain."

We got out and got our gear. The Chopper lifted off and all three headed back south. We went in the barn, checked everything out, loaded our gear, and got in.

"Pete, you drive. Follow this road to Safra then take the side road turn off on the left and go around the town. On the north side, we'll come to an abandoned farm house. That will be our base of ops."

"Ok. Y'all sit back and enjoy the scenery."

Pete drove us there and parked the truck in the barn there. We checked the house out then unloaded our gear and set things up in the upstairs family room.

"Y'all get some sleep. I'll stand first watch."

They each took a sofa. I sat in the chair by the window. We would be contacted by a local named Ephram in six more hours. We could only wait until then. Two hours later, I woke Pete up to relieve me. I laid on the bed in the bedroom and slept until Jake woke me. Company was coming up the road. A lone man walked up to the front door and knocked. Jake opened it.

"Commander David. I am Ephram. I have news of Omar."

"Come with me."

He came in and followed Jake upstairs. Jake nodded at me. Ephram walked over.

"You are Commander David?"

"I am. What about Omar?"

"The Taliban came to town. Omar got scared and ran from the safe house. He left his daughter behind. The Taliban came looking for him. He is hiding. You must go get him and Tamaria before the Taliban finds them."

"Jake, you and Pete go to town with Ephram and see if you can find Omar and the girl and bring them here or send word where you are and I'll come get you."

"You got it boss. Come on, Ephram. Show us where."

They left. An hour or so later, Jake came back.

"Boss, everyone at the safe house is dead. No sign of the kid, but I did see a car high tailing it out of town headed east with a kid in it. Ephram says it's the road to the monastery."

"No sign of Omar?"

"No, but it was hard doing much. The Taliban are everywhere."

Pete showed up.

"Any luck, Pete?"

"No, the Taliban has every one scared. They executed some guy they drug out of a store. Might have been Omar. I don't know what he looks like."

"That's just wonderful. So much for the cake walk."

"What can we do now?"

I pulled the map and recon photos of the area and studied them. Ephram showed up a minute later.

"Commander David! Omar is dead. Tamaria is a prisoner at the monastery."

"We thought so. What can you tell me about the monastery?"

"The road east out of town is the only way to it. It has very high walls and only one gate on the south side. It is well guarded. Prisoners are usually kept in the basement where the monks used to sleep. There is a narrow path up the side of the hill to the west wall where there is a door to the basement. I've never seen it guarded. Very few people know of the path. The door is secured with an old fashioned lock."

"How do we get to this path?"

"Take the road east and follow it until you see a lot of burned out cars. The path starts between two trees on the other side of the road."

"Are there any guards or check points on this road?"

"No, just routine two man patrols that go all the way around the monastery every two hours or so."

"This must not be the important site we heard about if it's so poorly guarded and easy to get to."

"No, commander! This is where the Taliban leaders meet every two weeks."

"No wonder the Director was so hot about this mission."

"Security is very tight when the leaders are here."

"I expect so. Thank you, Ephram. Be safe."

"You too, my friends."

He left.

"Ok. Let's try to get to that path a little before sunset."

An hour before sunset, we drove off towards the monastery.

"Pete, park up with the burned out cars if you can. Jake, update Quetta on the current situation. Tell them package one is no longer available, but we are on our way to retrieve package two."

"Got it."

We found the burned out cars. Pete was able to hide the truck in with them. The path was easy to find but not so easy to navigate. It was narrow and covered with loose rocks and gravel. At the end of the path, we saw the door. A simple turn of a screwdriver opened the lock. I pulled my pistol and led the way in. It opened to a long corridor with many doors. We would have to try each one. We went down the corridor slowly, one door at a time. Every door was unlocked and empty. We came to the end of the corridor.

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"Daddy! Daddy!"

Tamaria calling out for me brought me back. I got up and went to her.

"I'm here, Tamaria. What's wrong, honey?"

"I woke up and you weren't here and I couldn't see you. I got scared."

"I'm sorry honey. I'm taking my turn to stand watch."

"So you were guarding us? Me? Keeping us safe?"

"Yes. I told you I would keep you safe and not let anything happen to you."

She sat up and hugged me and kissed my cheek. I held her, loving the feel of her bare skin on my arms.

"Ok. I'm not scared now. Thank you."

I kissed her forehead.

"Go back to sleep, honey. It's early."

"I'm not tired anymore. I slept good when you were holding me."

"Well, I slept good because I was holding you. You kept me warm."

She smiled. I kissed her nose and she giggled. She kissed my lips.

"Well, get dressed and I'll find you some breakfast."

"Ok. Are mister Pete and mister Jake up?"

"They will be in a few minutes. Why?"

"Then I will get dressed now so they don't see me."

"Thank you, Tamaria."

She got up to go get her clothes. I looked at her beautiful, naked body as she stood and moved around. She looked at me watching her, and smiled.

"You really do like what you see. I'm glad I chose you. I will make you happy. Do you have a wife?"

"No, it's just me."

"Why?"

"Because of the work I do. No woman wants a man for a husband who has to do the things I do."

"You are brave and honorable. They are stupid."

"Thank you for thinking that. And yes, I do like what I see. You are very beautiful."

"I will always try to be beautiful for you."

I looked in her eyes. They sparkled.

"My daddy, you can kiss me if you want to."

"Do you want me to?"

"Yes. You should kiss someone every morning."

I put my hand on her chin and lifted it up and our lips met. Her tongue darted in my mouth and I sucked on it. I put my arms around her and pulled her to me. I held her tightly and kissed her deeply. This little twelve year old was really getting to me. She was breathless after our kiss. She looked deeply in my eyes.

"You make me feel things in my body that I've never felt before."

"Is that a good thing?"

"Yes! It tells me a lot!"

"The way you kiss me tells me a lot too."

My hands trailed down and on to her ass cheeks. I squeezed them and rubbed them. She held me tighter.

"We were meant to be, my daddy."

"You think so? Well, get dressed. I'll be at the window."

"I will."

I let her go, then turned to leave. She reached out and took my hand and pulled me back to her, taking my other hand as I turned to her. She put my hands on her tits and held them there.

"These are yours. You said you like them, but you do not kiss them. Why?"

"Tamaria, I love them. They are perfect for me."

"Then kiss them, please. For me."

I leaned over and kissed and sucked on each one, ending each kiss by biting her little nipples. I stood back up. Her eyes were closed.

"You are very loving and gentle with them. That is how you will be with me also, when I become a woman. You do care about me. I made the right choice in you. Thank you, my daddy."

"I do care for you and about you. I've never met anyone as special as you. I will never, ever hurt you or leave you."

She raised her arms for me to pick her up. I did and she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist and held me tight. I felt her tears on my shoulder.

"What is it, Tamaria?"

"Taliban tells everyone that Americans are mean, cruel, and selfish. They lie to everyone! You are generous, gentle, and caring. You keep your word. I have never been more happy than I am now with you. It is right for me to be yours."

She kissed me with great passion. I kissed her back.

"Get dressed, honey. Your natural beauty is for me alone to see."

"I will, my daddy. I am for you only. I will always obey you without question and make you proud that I am yours."

I hugged her and smiled, then sat her on the bed and went back to the window. My coffee was cold so I got another cup and drank it, then went to get another one before I woke Pete up.

"What's up, boss?"

"I need you to stand watch while I go to the truck and contact the base. I need to know the status of the birds. I'm hoping we can get out of here before the Taliban shows up. Current plan is to roll out at 0700."

"Coffee made?"

"Yeah, it's fairly fresh."

"I'm on it."

He got up and I went in to see Tamaria. She had just finished dressing.

"Honey, I'm going out to the truck to use the radio. I'll be back in a few minutes. Pete is up standing watch. Ok?"

"Ok, my daddy. Be careful."

"I will honey."

"I will wait for you right here."

"Ok. Be right back."

I went and got my AR-15 and headed for the truck. I turned the power on and radioed the base.

"Hen house, this is the barnyard, over."

"Go ahead barnyard, this is the hen house."

"Checking on chicken hawk status."

"All green lights. Barnyard status?"

"Yellow lights with red approaching."

"Are you able to keep the rendezvous?"

"Unknown. If unable, have birds continue to barnyard. Might require their assistance with x squad coming. No ETA."

"Copy, barnyard. Hawks will be ready to come in hot either location if needed."

"Roger that. Tango yankee. Barnyard out."

I turned everything off, then went back upstairs.

"Pete, is all the gear ready to go?"

"Yeah, boss. Everything is already in the truck except our weapons, ammo, and this food."

"Good, thanks."

I went in the bedroom. Tamaria was sitting on the bed.

"You want something to eat, honey?"

"Yes, please."

I held out my hand to her. She took it and walked with me to the kitchenette.

"Help yourself."

She did. I got a cup of coffee.

"Boss, we got company."

I went to the window to look. I saw eight figures in black walking towards the house. They were about a half mile away, just walking with their guns or knives in hand. They weren't trying to sneak up or hide, like the wanted to be seen.

"I think they want us to see them coming, Pete."

"Looks like. Are we supposed to be scared or something?"

"I guess. Might work on civilians. I don't know, unless they're a diversion."

Jake joined us.

"This don't look right, boss."

"Go check out the back and side windows, Jake."

He took the binoculars and went to the bedroom window first, then the back window. He came back to the bedroom window and looked again.

"Boss, we got eight more coming from the north west, on camels."

"How about you arrange a welcome for these eight, Jake. When they get in good range, take them out. See if they decide to hide or if they just want to die this morning."

"My pleasure, boss."

He kneeled down and took aim at the first eight. Tamaria appeared at my side.

"Pete and I will go greet the other visitors from the brick wall out back."

"Ok. Tell them hello for me, too."

"Tamaria, when the shooting starts, I want you on the floor behind the sofa by the stairs. You'll be safe there."

"Ok, my daddy."

"FYI, if we aren't at the rendezvous on time, the Cobras will be headed this way and coming in hot."

"I love air support, boss."

I went to the bedroom window to look. Tamaria came with me. I saw the second group. The camels weren't running, just walking. I handed the binoculars to Tamaria and showed her where to look. She looked for them, saw them, then stiffened.

"My daddy! That one in the middle ahead of the rest is Bazra Jafaar! He is the leader of all the execution squads!"

"You know him?"

"I have seen him many times, when I was forced to serve food and drinks at the Taliban meetings in the monastery."

"You were there for their meetings?"

"Yes, as a servant. They paid no attention to me. The Taliban knew I was chattel and ignored me. The Russian and the Syrian were the only two to bother me. They both wanted me for their own."

"We need to talk about this later. Right now, go get behind the sofa."

She did. I hoped she would be safe.

"Come on, Pete."

I went down the stairs with Pete right behind me. We went out the front door and around to the brick wall. We took up positions behind it, Pete on the left and me on the right. We heard Jake fire five shots, then three more. He used our comm link to inform us that five were down, three to go. We peeked out around the side of the wall. These eight were now approaching at a gallop. Three of them peeled off on the left side and stopped their camels. The other five opened fire as they rode, but they were apparently shooting at Jake's position. Jake fired two more times and reported two more dead.

"Pete, start with the five. I'll see to the other three."

He crawled to his left and took aim and fired three shots. I saw three riders hit the ground. I crawled to my right and took aim at the other three. That's when I understood why they veered off. They were aiming RPGs. I hit the comm link and yelled, "RPGs!". Then I fired at one and took him out, I aimed at the second and fired as he was firing his RPG. It went wide of the house. The third fired before I could get him. The RPG hit the corner of the house where Jake was. The wall collapsed and that part of the second story fell to the first floor. I fired and he died. Pete and I looked at each other. We knew Jake was gone. Pete turned back and took out a fourth one. I took out Jafaar when he turned his camel around and started to retreat. Then I got up and ran in the house and up the stairs. Jake was gone. That whole section of house was gone. I heard Tamaria crying. The back cushions of the sofa was shredded.

"Tamaria! Are you ok? I'm here."

She didn't move. I moved the sofa and knelt down beside her. I saw no blood. She was terrified. I picked her up in my arms. She held on to me tightly. I carried her back down stairs and out the front door in one arm with my 15 ready in my other hand. We headed for the truck. I took three steps then she screamed.

"My daddy!"

I whirled around, saw a Taliban with his knife in his hand coming at us, and raised the 15 and killed him. Then I turned and walked to the barn. Pete was already in there with the truck running. I got in it with Tamaria still in my arm and sat with her in my lap. Pete put it in gear and backed out. He looked at me.

"He's gone."

"Damn!"

Pete drove off down the road toward the rendezvous spot. I whispered to Tamaria.

"You're safe now. I've got you. You're ok, honey."

She quieted down but still clung to me. We made it around the town and headed south on the road. After about a mile, Pete saw something.

"Boss, looks like we got more company."

He pointed to a cloud of dust approaching from the south east. I looked with the binoculars.

"Eight more, on camels. They must really want to stop us from leaving. Do you know that much they don't want you to tell, honey?"

"Yes."

I looked at Pete, then got on the radio.

"Chicken hawks, this is barnyard, over."

"Go ahead barnyard."

"We are ten mike north of rendezvous and being cut off. Can you assist?"

"Affirmative, barnyard. We will come in hot. Stay down."

"Roger, thanks."

Pete looked at me.

"Good thing, boss. They are on the road now in front of us."

"Slow down. Better yet, turn broadside to them. We'll get out and hide in the sand while the Cobras get here. The truck should shield us long enough for them to get here."

Pete slowed down then turned the truck sideways in the road, blocking it. I opened the door and got out carrying Tamaria. We went back away from the truck just as the Taliban opened fire on us. I laid Tamaria down in a depression in the sand and laid on top of her. I looked up as Pete was getting out of the truck on our side and coming towards us. He took three steps then his body jerked several times as the Taliban's bullets found their target. He fell face first on the road just as the truck exploded from an RPG hit. Then the gas tank blew. The Taliban resumed spraying the area with their automatic rifles. I felt a burning pain run across my back from my left shoulder down to my right ass cheek. I laid my 15 on the edge of the depression and opened fire on them. I saw two of them fall, then I heard the chopper's fifty calibers open up. It was over in three minutes. The choppers hovered over the burning truck while the Huey set down in the sand about twenty yards from us.

"Our ride is here, Tamaria. Time to go."

I stood and waved to them and Tamaria sat up. I leaned down to pick her up. Blood ran down my arm and dripped on the sand beside her.

"My daddy! You're bleeding!"

"I'll be ok. Come on, honey."

I scooped her up in both arms and headed for the chopper. She put her arms around my neck. I walked to the chopper and sat her in it. When she let go of me, her arm was bloody. She looked at it, then at the pilot.

"Please, sir. He's bleeding. Can you help him?"

"I'm a medic. Let me look."

The co-pilot got up and looked at my back.

"Get in, commander. I'll patch you up on the way."

I got in and sat in the seat. Tamaria sat beside me. The medic got the first aid kit and told Tamaria to remove my shirt. She unbuttoned it and pulled it off me and looked at my bloody back. She started crying. The medic looked, then cleaned the blood off and put some powder in the wound and taped gauze over it.

"Just a flesh wound, commander. You should be good in a day or two."

Tamaria looked and saw that it wasn't serious and thanked the medic. Then she helped me get my shirt on. I got on the comm link.

"Can you arrange a medi-vac to come pick up my team. I'm not leaving them here."

"Yes sir. I'll request one now. Where are they?"

"Pete is by the truck. Jake is buried under the collapsed floor at the farm house."

"We'll get them, sir."

"Thank you."

"Thank you for helping my daddy, sir."

"You're welcome, young lady."

We took off for Quetta.

"My daddy, you risked your life to protect me. Now I am fully and completely yours. It is now a blood debt."

I looked at her and smiled, then took her hand. I cleaned the blood off her and held her hand in mine. She looked at me.

"My daddy?"

"Yes, my daughter?"

"Even though you do not have a...uh...uh...leash, I will walk behind you and never run away from you. I will always stay right behind you."

"No, Tamaria. You will walk beside me and we will hold hands. You will never walk behind me, and never on a leash."

"But that is my place!"

"Not any more. You will walk beside me and I will be proud to hold your hand in public."

"I will do as you say, my daddy."

She looked at me. Her eyes softened and she smiled.

"Is it because you care so much about me and for me that you want me by your side holding your hand or is it that you don't understand my place?"

"It is probably both, but mostly because I care for you a great deal."

"Walking behind you is my place. Walking beside you holding your hand is the place of honor for someone special, such as a wife or full daughter."

"If that's the case, then by my side is exactly where you are to be."

"I am yours, it will be as you say."

"Do you not want it to be that way?"

"It scares me because I was never taught that it was acceptable, but it also excites me and makes my heart joyful that you want me like that."

"We need to talk when we can without interruption and in private."

"We can talk in our bed."

She leaned her head on my shoulder. We landed in Quetta a short time later. The base commander met the chopper.

"Glad you made it back, commander. I'm sorry about your team. I do know how that feels."

"Thank you, Colonel."

"The medi-vac just lifted off to go get them. We have a room in the VOQ for you, but you'll have to share it with the girl. We only had one."

"Thanks. We'll manage. Do you have a BX here?"

"We have a small one, but it has the essentials."

"Good. We need clothes and hygiene stuff. All our gear was in the truck when the Taliban blew it up."

"The BX is two buildings down from here and the VOQ is next to it."

"Thanks, Colonel. We'll head that way, then go to VOQ."

We walked to the BX, Tamaria by my side holding my hand.

"My daddy, I do like this much better than the leash my father used. Thank you."

"I like it too. Makes me feel better to feel you beside me."

We walked in to the BX. They had some clothes in Tamaria's size, but it was all western clothes. They didn't have Muslim stuff. She was thrilled at the prospect of being able to wear pants, especially jeans and jeggings.

"Is it permitted for me to wear jeans?"

"If that's what you want, of course."

"I have secretly wanted to wear jeans and jeggings, but I could never do that in my home country. We aren't in Afghanistan any more, are we."

"No, we're in Pakistan now. We will be in America in a day or two. Lets go get your size for what you want."

I borrowed a tape measure from the clerk and measured Tamaria. Then we looked on a chart to get her clothing size. Once we knew that, we looked and found a pair of jeans and a pair of jeggings in her size. I took her to the changing room for her to try them on.

"I can do that here?"

"Yes. In the west, you are allowed to see if clothes fit before you buy them. That way, you get the right size."

"I like shopping in the west already. I have never shopped for anything except food before. I was just given everything else they wanted me to have."

"Well, go try them on and come show me."

She went in the changing room and came back out in the jeans. She looked embarrassed.

"What's wrong, honey?"

"I have never worn pants before. It feels wrong, but I really like them."

"They look like they fit you good, and you do look good in them."

"Really? You like them, too?"

"Yes, I do. But what's important is whether you like them or not. I won't make you wear anything you don't like."

"I do like them, but I want you to be happy with what I wear."

"Then, I guess we are both happy. Go try the other pants on."

She went back in and came out in the jeggings. They were skin tight on her and they emphasized her cameltoe too much. I shook my head. She looked unhappy at my reaction.

"Honey, go look closely at yourself in the mirror."

She did, then came back.

"Ok, I looked."

"You saw nothing wrong with these pants? The way they fit, how tight they are or how much they show?"

"No. They are very comfortable and what they show is for you to see."

"But, so will everyone else."

"Oh. I did not think about that. Only about you. I will take them off."

She looked sad.

"Hold on, Tamaria. I have an idea."

I went and found long T-shirts for girls. She looked at them, not understanding.

"You want to wear those for me, right?"

"Yes, only for you to see me in. I was taught that I'm to look sexy for my daddy."

"Put this shirt on."

She took her top off right there in the store and put the T-shirt on. I shook my head grinning at her. She looked confused.

"Honey, you're supposed to do that in the changing room."

"I'm sorry. I will try harder to learn the ways of the west."

The shirt came down almost to her knees.

"Do you like that?"

"Yes, it is very soft and comfortable, but now you can not see anything."

"Neither can anyone else. When we're alone, you can just wear the jeggings without the top on."

"You would like that?"

"Yes, I think I would like it very much."

She got a big smile.

"Thank you. Now we are both happy again."

"Yes, we are."

"I know I will like shopping with you."

"Just wait until we are in America and I take you shopping in a mall."

"What is a mall?"

"It's about a hundred different stores all in one building."

"It must be huge, this mall."

"It is. And every city has two or three malls in it."

"And you want to take me shopping in all of them?"

"I'll take you to one and you can decide if you want to go to others or not."

"Oh, my daddy, being with you will be so new! I've never had to decide on things like that, never been asked if I wanted anything."

"Yes, things will be different in America for you. I just hope you will be happy there."

"Will you be there?"

"Of course."

"Then I will be happy."

"Well, go change into your clothes and we'll find you a shirt for the jeans and get the other stuff we need and go to our room."

She changed back into her clothes. We found a nice, dressy shirt for the jeans and the hygiene stuff we needed, then checked out and headed to VOQ. We went in and got our room, then went in. It was small but cozy.

"When we get home, I'll buy you more clothes to wear there. The stores there have a much larger selection of things for you to choose from."

She looked at me and then started crying.

"What's wrong, honey? Did I say something to offend you?"

"No. You said 'when we get home'. I've never had a home. When we get to America, where will I live?"

"I have an apartment. You'll live with me, if you want to."

"I will? I can?"

"Do you want to?"

"Yes! I want to live with you forever! Be with you forever!"

"Then, it's settled. My home is now our home."

She started crying again. Then looked at the floor.

"I've never had a home or anyone who cared about me, especially not like you do. I know I'm not supposed to, but I love you, my daddy!"

My heart was breaking for Tamaria. I couldn't imagine the life she had lived or was expected to live. I knew I had to either adopt her or become her legal guardian.

"I don't understand. Are you saying that you are not allowed to love anyone?"

"I'm not allowed to love my daddy, only take care of his needs."

"Well, that's just wrong! What if I wanted you to love me or needed you to?"

She looked up at me through the tears, then a grin started to appear on her face.

"If that is what you need me to do, then that would be ok. I am to satisfy all your needs no matter what they are. That's my duty."

"Ok, Tamaria, I need you to love me, and I hope you always will."

"Always? Like forever? You want me to love you forever?"

"Yes, I do."

"Then I will love with my whole heart! I already do!"

We kissed and Tamaria went in to take a shower. I took my shirt off and looked at it. There was a long bloody tear where the bullet ripped through it. I took my T-shirt off and tossed it in the trash. Then I made a cup of coffee and sat to drink it while I waited on Tamaria. A few minutes later, she came out drying her hair wearing only the jeggings. I starred at her.

"Honey, you a way to sexy and beautiful for me."

"You like me like this?"

"Uh huh. Way too much."

"I knew you would like me in these pants when I tried them on and saw how they fit me."

"I do, plus you're not wearing a shirt!"

"You have made my heart very happy, my daddy."

"Can I have a hug?"

"Yes, I want to do that."

I wrapped my arms around her and held her close. I felt her little nipples getting hard against my chest. I ran my hand up and down her back.

"Mmmmm. Your skin is so warm and soft."

She reached back and took my hand and put it on her ass. I rubbed and squeezed it. She took half a step back and took my hand off her ass and put it on her cameltoe.

"Do you really like how this shows for you?"

"Um hmm."

I rubbed up and down her slit and her clit. She moaned a bit and opened her legs for me. I rubbed a little harder on her clit.

"Oh, my daddy, I can hardly wait! You make me feel so many wonderful things!"

"Wait for what?"

"Next week. You can touch me anywhere and anytime you want. Next week, I can start taking care of your needs, however you want me to."

"Why next week?"

"I become a woman then."

"How does that happen?"

"I will be thirteen."

"So, until you're thirteen, you can't do anything?"

"Yes. That is how it is."

"What about that guy in the monastery?"

"He wanted to rape me so I could no longer be chattel. Someone paid him to."

"I don't understand."

"I must be a virgin to become chattel. If he raped me, I couldn't be what I'm supposed to be. All I could do then would be to become a prostitute in order to live."

"Well, I'm glad that didn't happen."

"Me too. Otherwise, I would have been given to the Russian or the Syrian. They wanted me. They kept trying to put their hands on me. Al Mizrahee stopped them. He was very angry at them for disrespecting our Islamic law."

"Al Mizrahee? One of the Taliban leaders?"

"That's him, only, he is the real head of the Taliban, not an underling."

"You were in there when he was at the meetings?"

"Yes. For the last two years, I was forced to serve food and drink to all the people who were in the meetings. When I wasn't serving them, I had to sit in a corner and wait. I heard all their secrets and plans and things. They did not know I could speak English."

"Where did you learn English?"

"From a secret American school I was allowed to attend for four years."

"You're not only beautiful, but smart too."

"Thank you."

"All this that you are telling me is what my bosses want you to tell them. Especially about their plans for things."

"You mean like their plan to assassinate President Karzi next week?"

"Exactly! So we can stop them."

"Then they need to know about their plans to assassinate the leader of Israel at the same time and about their plans to bomb the summer Olympics."

"You're sure about these plans?"

"Yes."

"No wonder they sent three squads to stop me from getting you to America."

"They still don't know I speak English, so they don't realize how much I know."

"Honey, wait here. I need to make a call to my boss. I'll be right back, ok?"

"Ok. I will be here for you."

I grabbed my shirt and headed for the HQ building. I got there just as the colonel was leaving.

"Colonel, it's imperative I contact Washington ASAP."

"You can use the secure line in my office."

He took me there. I dialed the emergency contact number for the Director. They answered on the first ring.

"This is barnyard. I need the Director now."

"Yes sir. One moment."

"Director Skinner."

"Sorry to bother you, Director."

"What is it David?"

"Sir, I need you to arrange a meeting with the President, the Secretary of Defense and yourself for as soon as we get to Andrews. It's critical."

"I'll see what I can do."

"Sir, the lives of two world leaders, our allies, are at stake here."

"Ok. I'll arrange it. You will have a fighter escort from Pakistan to Spain now. And you'll be on B-52s from Spain to Andrews. Seems the Russians and the Chinese neither one want you to deliver the package. This is much bigger than I imagined it was. Be very careful."

"Sir, you have no idea how big this is now."

"Well, you get the girl here and we'll take it from there. She'll have a secure place to stay while she's in Washington."

"Yes, she will, but not what you think, sir."

"Meaning?"

"Well talk in person. Things have changed."

I hung up and thanked the Colonel then went back to VOQ. Tamaria was sitting on the sofa when I got back. She saw the mad look on my face.

"Is everything ok, my daddy?"

"Yes and no. The Russians and Chinese don't want me to get you to Washington. We will have a military escort back to Spain. Then a very special plane ride home. The problem is my boss. He wants to take you away from me when we get there. I basically told him no. We have a meeting with the President when we get back."

"Well, I won't let him take me away."

"Me either. They want what's in your pretty little head too much to argue with us. They can't force you to tell them anything, though."

"Why? The Taliban does."

"Because you're a little girl and a foreign national and, in America, they can't do that. It's illegal."

"So, America isn't evil like the Taliban says it is?"

"No. If they try to take you from me, tell them that you won't talk to them without me being there."

"Ok, I will do that."

"And when we talk to the President, tell him that you will tell him everything if he will first grant you full citizenship and ask a federal judge to appoint me as

your legal guardian until you are eighteen."

"How will that help?"

"If I am your legal guardian, they can never take you from me. And being a full citizen will make things easier for us."

"Why only until I'm eighteen? Don't you want me forever?"

"Yes, I do. If I am your legal guardian until you are eighteen, then, after you become eighteen, you will be an adult in the eyes of the law and can stay with who ever you want."

"So I can be with you forever?"

"Yes, I still need to protect you. I want you to be with me forever. Besides, I love how you dress for me."

"My daddy, are you sure you will still want me after I've been your chattel?"

"Well, to be honest with you, I want you to be my partner in life rather than my property."

"I told you I love you. I meant it."

I hugged her, held her very close, wanting her, knowing I shouldn't.

"Why don't you get your shirt and shoes on so we can go get some dinner?"

"Where will we go?"

"We can eat here. I think there is a cafeteria on the second floor."

"Good! I'm hungry."

She put her sandals on and picked up her shirt. Before she could put it on, I pulled her to me and kissed her, slowly. She kissed me back deeper. I couldn't help but to start fondling her tits.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm...I do like it when you do that, my daddy."

"My daughter, I love how they feel in my hands. I love how all of you feels next to me."

I put my hands on her ass and squeezed. She hugged me tighter. I let my hand slide down the crack of her ass and in between her legs to her vaginal indent and her clit. She was wet.

"Tamaria, you are already very wet down there."

"Yes. I want you very badly. I just pray I can wait until next week. I can feel that you want me too."

"I do."

"Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhh...mmmmmmmmmmmmm...ooohhhh, my daddy!"

She kissed me deeply and rocked her hips against my finger. I put more pressure on her clit. She moaned in our kiss, then stiffened.

"Oh...ooooohhhhh...ooooohhhhhhhhh....aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

She had a little orgasm. Her pants were much wetter now.

"Oh, my daddy! What was that? What happened to me?"

"My dear, you just had an orgasm."

"I was taught never to expect one!"

"Well, with me, you should expect at least one, probably more, when we are together."

She pulled me tighter to her and kissed me. I pulled her pants down and put my finger on her little clit and rubbed from there to her indent and back. She spread her legs as wide as she could. I rubbed the tip of my finger around her indent while the other end of my finger rubbed over her clit. She started jerking and rocking her hips. She laid her head back and closed her eyes.

"Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh...mmmmmmmmmmmmmm...my daddy!"

She started humping my finger. I used my other hand to pinch her little nipples and rub across them.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

She started another, bigger orgasm. When it was over, she sat shakily on my leg and put her head on my chest. I licked my finger.

"Oh, my daddy! That was almost too much to bear, it felt so good!"

"Tamaria, just like you will take care of my needs, I will take care of yours."

"My daddy, I do not deserve any of this that you do for me. I have not taken care of any of your needs, yet you do this for me!"

"Yes, you do, my Tamaria. You have taken care of two of my biggest needs. And they're ones I didn't know I needed until you came into my life."

"What have I done?"

"You chose me and you love me."

She looked at me, in my eyes, deeply. Tears started running down her face."

"My daddy, I will gladly be your chattel daughter for the rest of my life. I don't care if I have to violate our religion for you, I love you that much!"

"Tamaria, I promise you that I won't take your virginity until it is time. I will not disrespect you or your religion."

"You make it so hard on me to wait!"

"I would rather us wait a few days so that you won't have to live with guilt or shame the rest of your life. It will not be easy for me either."

She started crying again. I hugged her.

"Thank you, my daddy. You care for me so very much. It is so difficult for me to understand. I was taught to expect almost nothing for myself. You treat me like a real daughter, a real person. You give me things I wasn't meant to have."

"When you chose me, you chose someone who appreciates you and cares for you. I choose your happiness and joy above me needs because of the gift of your love for me. That means more to me than anything."

"I eagerly await our special night. I will make it as special for you as I know how, my daddy."

She reached down and pulled her pants up as she stood then put her shirt on.

"They are very wet."

"Your shirt will cover it up. You can take everything off when we get back."

"Thank you. I will."

We went upstairs to the cafeteria. Tamaria walked right next to me, holding my hand. There were only a few officers eating when we got there. No one paid us any attention until I walked past them and they saw the bloody shirt. I ignored them, my focus on Tamaria. We went to the serving line and I handed her a tray.

"How do we get food here?"

"You walk down the line and tell the server what you want. They will hand it to you."

"I am not permitted to talk to other men."

"This is the same thing as talking to a food seller at the town market in Safra."

"Oh. I can do that if you are with me."

"I'll be right with you. Shall I go first to show you."

"Yes, please."

I went ahead of her in the serving line. She asked the servers what some things were and we finally got through the line and headed to a table. I sat my tray down then took hers and sat it down beside mine. I pulled the chair out for her, but she shook her head no.

"I'm not allowed to sit and eat with you in public."

"You are now. You are mine, you sit beside me and eat with me. That's how it is now."

She looked at me dubiously.

"Sit."

"Yes sir, my daddy. I will do as you say."

She sat. I pushed her up to the table then sat beside her. She waited until I took a bite before she would eat.

"Tamaria, you are now in the west. Things are different here. Good different. There is no such a thing as chattel daughters here. Men and women are equal here and have choices for their lives. You are with me because you choose to be. I don't own you. That's illegal here. I want you to be with me but I can't force you to be with me. That's your choice. I have to respect your choices."

"Really? But, the Taliban..."

"The Taliban lies. They probably lied about everything concerning America and the west."

"My daddy, I have been taught from a very early age that I am only the chattel of my daddy. I don't know anything else. I don't know how to be anything but that. I choose to be what I am. I am happy being yours, more happy than I've ever been in my life. You have already given me more than I have a right to, so much more than I was taught to ever expect or want. Your happiness is all that I am to be concerned with, never mine."

"I do understand the concept of chattel. You need to understand something about me."

"Tell me and I will try."

"My happiness is tied to yours. I can't be happy if you aren't happy. I need you to want to be with me, to look forward to our time together no matter what we are doing. I want you to know and expect that I will do things for you for the sole purpose of making you happy. I need you to do what you want to do for me because it's what you want to do, not because you think you are expected to."

"That is so new to me. So different from how I was brought up. I will try to be as you want me to be. I will try to learn it for you, my daddy. I do want to be with you and for you to be happy with me."

"Thank you, my Tamaria. I know it will take time to learn new ways, but I believe that you will be much happier and that will make me happy."

"Thank you, my daddy. I will try to change."

"The fact that you love me is enough for now. I am so very happy being with you."

"Then, I am happy, and I do love you."

We finished our dinner. She looked at me with something on her mind.

"What is it, honey?"

"Is it permitted for me to have another dessert?"

"You like that, huh?"

"Um hmm."

"You can have what ever you want."

"Thank you, my daddy."

She went back to the serving line and got another piece of cake. When she finished it, we got up and took our trays to the kitchen window, then headed back to our room, hand in hand. When we got to the door, Tamaria went to open it but I grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back. I motioned her to be quiet and pulled out my pistol. I put my ear to the door and listened, then slowly opened it. I scanned the room then stepped in silently and looked around. It was empty. I motioned for Tamaria to come in, then closed and locked the door behind her. She looked at me with fear in her eyes, then at her clothes on the floor by the bed. She knelt beside them and picked them up. They had been shredded.

"How did you know?"

"I always put a piece of tape on the door. If it has moved, someone either is or has been in here. It was moved when we got back."

"My clothes from Safra are ruined. Why?"

"Probably as a message to us that they know you are here and are coming for us."

"I'm scared, my daddy."

"I know, but I promised I would protect you and keep you safe. I will. Nothing will happen to you. I won't allow anyone to hurt you."

I called the base police and had them send over a team from CID. Five minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I pulled my pistol.

"Who is it?"

"CID, sir. You called in a break in?"

I cracked open the door, saw the officers, holstered my gun then let them in.

"This was more than a simple break in."

"Was anything stolen or vandalized?"

"Nothing stolen. My...um...er...daughter's clothes were shredded."

"Oh, so it's vandalism."

"No, Lieutenant, it's much more than that. You have a breach in security here that is serious. This was a message from the Taliban and others that they can get to us

anytime, anywhere. Get your forensics team checking for fingerprints."

"We will conduct a proper investigation, sir."

I looked at the Colonel as he walked up.

"Colonel, would you mind having your people take this incursion seriously?"

"They had better. Lieutenant, the commander knows what he is talking about. I suggest you listen to him."

"Yes sir, Colonel Dawson."

"Commander, I have more bad news for you. We've just learned that the Taliban has put a price on y'alls heads. A hundred thousand on yours and half a million on hers."

"They must want her back really bad."

"Either that, or dead. They just want you dead."

When the CID team heard this, they got busy dusting for prints. I looked at Tamaria. She was really scared.

"Don't worry, honey. They will not get you, I promise you that."

She nodded, but didn't look convinced.

"Commander, I've added a security detail around the VOQ. The medi-vac chopper is on it's way back. As soon as your team is ready for transport, we'll load them on the 130 then come get you and escort you to it so y'all can be on your way back home."

"Thanks, Colonel."

"Excuse me, commander, but I'll need to get your prints and the lady's for comparison."

"Mine are in the system already. You will not concern yourself with hers. She was never here. Ignore any child's prints you may come across."

"Yes sir."

They took thirty minutes to complete the dusting. Colonel Dawson had left already.

"Sir, we found three sets of adult prints. I'll personally run them."

"Thank you, Lieutenant."

He and his team left. I locked the door.

"My daddy, I'm scared. I know what you said, but the Taliban is evil!"

"They might be, honey, but they've made a very big mistake by coming after you here. I know they are here so I'm ready for them and I'm mad."

"I see that in your eyes, but they won't stop."

"Nor will I. Could be that I might just have to kill them all."

"You would be willing to put your life at such great risk and danger for me? Why? They will stop at nothing to kill you."

"I'm not that easy to kill."

"But why would you risk it for me?"

"Because you chose to be mine. Because I really do care for you deeply. And because they are evil."

"If they catch us, they won't hesitate to kill you and they will do horrible and unspeakable things to me."

"Tamaria, they won't touch you. I won't allow that to happen! Period!"

She got up and hugged me. I held her close.

"I believe you, my daddy."

"Honey, will you be ok by yourself for a few minutes?"

"You're leaving me?"

"No, honey. I need a shower."

"Oh. Then I will be in there with you."

"You think you're going to shower with me?"

"No, I will sit in there while you shower."

"I guess that would be ok."

I sat on the sofa. I felt the pain of scabs pulling loose from my back as I leaned over to get my boots and socks off. Then I got up and took my shirt and pants off and laid them on the sofa. I headed into the bathroom and got a towel then stepped in the shower. I closed the curtain and took my underwear off and dropped them on the floor. Then I told Tamaria she could come in. She came in and sat on the toilet. Finally, I turned the warm water on stood under it, relaxing in its spray. I washed my hair then my body. When I was finished with all I could wash, I turned the water off and dried off.

"Tamaria, I need your help, please."

"What can I do, my daddy?"

"Can you take the old bandage off and wash around my scar?"

"Yes, I will do that."

She pulled the curtain open. I had my back to her. She reached up and gently pulled the tape off my skin. The bandage came with it. Then I felt her hands on my ass cheeks pulling that tape off. Her touch was very gentle and soft and her proximity to my ass and my dick got my dick hard. After the old bandages were gone, she washed around the wound gently.

"You are still bleeding some, my daddy."

"Probably from getting my boots off."

She took the towel and daubed me dry around it.

"Do you think you can put a fresh bandage and ointment on me, honey?"

"Yes, I can do that. It's a simple bandage."

She got the stuff from the bag and put the ointment on my wound. She was so gentle that I hardly felt it. Then she put the gauze on and taped it in place. She repeated the process on my ass. My dick got harder. I couldn't will it away. She went to put the old bandage in the trash so I tried to get out and get my underwear on before she came back in. I couldn't find them. She walked back in and saw my dick hard as a rock.

"Wow, my daddy! Why are you hard like that. I'm dressed."

"Because you are beautiful, even dressed and because of your soft, gentle touch on my skin doing my bandages."

"I did that just touching your skin?"

"Yes. Can you tell me what happened to my new stuff?"

"It is on the sofa. I put it there for you."

"Thank you. I need them so you won't have to see me like this."

"I don't mind seeing you. I like seeing you like that. If it was next week, I could take care of that for you."

"Be careful what you wish for. You might get tired of seeing me like this."

"No, I don't think so, my daddy."

I went to the sofa and got dressed. She watched me the whole time. I sat down to put my new socks on. She took them from me and put them on for me.

"I saw my blood daddy several times. I did not like his. It was ugly. He told me to get used to seeing it regularly. I like yours."

"Uh...well, I'm glad you do. You'll only have to see it when and if you want to."

"My daddy, I'll want to see it. I want to make you happy every day and every night. As often as you want me."

I looked at her. I knew she meant every word and I knew she really did want me to want her regularly. I knew it was wrong, but I also knew I would do it. I already wanted her badly. She saw the conflict in my mind through my eyes.

"What's wrong, my daddy? Are you unhappy with me?"

"No, Tamaria. I was just thinking."

"About me?"

"Yes, about you, how beautiful you are, and how much I want you."

"I want you too, my daddy. I am very happy that you want me."

"Honey, it's more than I just want you."

"I'm confused, my daddy. My heart is singing because you want me. I already know that you care about me. That is a lot more than I was taught to ever expect. But you

also want me for me, not just because I'm your chattel. I was taught that being wanted like that would never happen."

"I'm so sorry you were brought up like that."

"I'm not. I was taught how to take care of you in every way. It was to be my duty. But, for you, it is my privilege. I want to do anything for you. I know I will be allowed to enjoy it. You have allowed me to freely love you. And I know that you will enjoy it."

"You win. I give up. The more I'm with you, the more I care about you and the more I want to be with you in every way. But, what happens if I were to fall in love with you?"

"That is not supposed to happen."

"What if it does?"

"I don't know, my daddy."

"Would you love me enough to give up being my chattel and just be mine, be my girl?"

"Yes. I will do that for you if it is what you want. I will give you up to make you happy."

"No, honey. I didn't mean that you had to give me up. I meant that I wanted you to be in love with me and me in love with you and us be together as a couple instead of you be with me as my chattel."

"You don't want me to leave you?"

"Never. I don't want to ever be without you! I want you to be more than my chattel!"

"I will do whatever you want me to do, my daddy. I love you that much."

"I guess what I am saying is that you are mine now because of being chattel. I want you to be mine when we get home where there is no chattel."

"I am yours forever, my daddy. Not because of chattel, but because I want it that way and it can be because you want it."

"Please don't think I ever want you to leave. I don't. In the short time we have known each other, I can't ever imagine my life without you in it with me."

"I don't ever want to leave you, either, my daddy."

We hugged and I kissed her deeply.

"We will be alright. We'll make it, my daughter."

She smiled at me hearing me call her that.

"We need to get everything packed up and ready to go when they call for us."

"You rest and I will do that."

"It's hard to rest watching you walk around in those pants."

She giggled, then went and gathered all our things and put then in the bag with her new jeans and shirt. She sat the bag on the sofa. She saw me watching her every move. She stood in front of me, looking at me. There was something on her mind.

"My daddy, I like it when you look at me like that. It makes me feel good knowing that you want me."

"So, what's on your mind?"

She got a fearful look in her eyes. She just stood there saying nothing.

"I can't help if I don't know what it is, honey."

"My daddy, I want to ask you for something that I'm not allowed to ask you for. I don't want you to be mad at me for asking or wanting it."

"Tamaria, you can ask me for anything. I'll never be mad at you. Please never be afraid to ask me for anything."

"My daddy, I...uh...um...I wanted to know if you would...um...uh...if you would undress me and touch me like you did before?"

I looked in her eyes, smiling. I cupped her face with my hands and kissed her on her lips.

"My daughter, I would be happy to do that for you. Anytime!"

She smiled and kissed me back. I reached down and started pulling her shirt up and over her head. My thumbs rubbed across the tip of her hard little nipples slowly, on purpose. She sucked her breath in. I rubbed over them several more times before getting her shirt off her.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...I love how you make me feel, my daddy."

I laid her shirt on the sofa, then put my hands on her side and pulled her to me. I licked and sucked on each tit while my hands went down to hold her ass cheeks. I rubbed and squeezed them then put my hands inside her pants and pushed them down. I bit each nipple then helped her step out of them. I moved her back a few steps and gazed at her naked beauty. Then I scooped her up in my arms and took her to the bed and laid her down. I sat beside her and put one hand on her tit and the other on her thigh. I slid my hand up her thigh and up her slit to her clit. She spread her legs for me. I pinched her little nipple and her labia lips at the same time. Then I spread her lips apart and ran my finger up her slit and around her clit.

"Ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

I stuck my finger in my mouth and tasted her then wet it good and started rubbing circles around and over her clit.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn....ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

I rubbed down her slit to her indent and rubbed around it, then I put my fingertip in it. I rubbed little circles in her as well as moving it in and out of her. I wet my middle finger then stuck it in her indent and moved my index finger to her little puckered ass and rubbed around it. Then I used my thumb on her clit.

"Oooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....daddy!"

She started bucking as her orgasm started. I pinched her nipple and continued rubbing her until she stopped me with her hand.

"Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh...my daddy! Mmmmmmmm...Thank you!"

"I was happy to do it for you, Tamaria, my daughter."

"My daddy, I love you so much!"

"That makes me so very happy to hear you say that, my daughter. Scoot over so I can lay with you and hold you."

She scooted over and turned on her side. I got my pistol and sat it on the night stand and laid down beside her. She snuggled up to me and put her head on my shoulder. I put my arm around her and held her close to me. Soon, she dozed off. I turned the light out and kissed her forehead, then rested.

A little after midnight, something woke me. I laid there still and silent, listening. There was a scrape and a click at the door. Someone had picked the lock. I picked up my pistol and pulled the hammer back. I slowly turned on my side to shield Tamaria. The handle was moved slowly and the door inched open. I squinted in the dim hallway light. I could see a long-barreled pistol being raised. I didn't hesitate, but fired above and to the right of the hand holding the gun. The intruder jerked backwards and fell in the hall. Tamaria screamed as she raised up. I turned to her and hugged her.

"It's ok, honey. I got him. Stay here and get covered up."

I kissed her cheek when she laid down and pulled the cover over her bare body for her. I got up and walked into the hall and looked at the body. It appeared to be the CID Sargeant. A 9mm with a silencer lay at his side. My shot had hit him square in his left chest, taking his heart out. The security detail came running up. They saw the sergeant's body leaking blood on the floor and me standing over him gun in hand.

"Don't move! Drop your weapon!"

I looked at them. They had their rifles pointed at me.

"Get Colonel Dawson over here, now!"

They just looked at me.

"I said now!"

They called him on their radio. He showed up five minutes later half dressed. None of us had moved or spoken.

"What's going on here?"

"That guy killed the CID Sargeant."

"What happened, commander?"

"He picked the lock and was going to shoot us. I shot first."

Dawson walked up to the body and looked.

"He's not with CID! Who is this?"

The security people walked up and looked.

"That's Hassim! He's a valet here. What's he doing in the Sargeant's uniform?"

"I'm sorry, commander. All these locals are supposed to be fully vetted before they step a foot on base."

"It happens, Colonel. The Taliban are far from stupid. They know how to infiltrate."

"We'll handle this, commander. Go see to the young lady."

"Thank you, Colonel."

I went in and closed and locked the door. Tamaria peeked out from under the cover. I turned the light on and sat by her. She sat up and clung to me, still shaking. I put my arm around her.

"It's alright, honey. It's all over with. He's dead."

"You saved me again!"

"I told you I would protect you."

She turned my face to hers and kissed me, then hugged and held on to me. I held her close.

"Lay down, honey."

"I can not sleep now."

"That's ok. You can cuddle with me and I can hold you."

"Yes, I need that."

She laid down and I laid down beside her. She cuddled up to me and rested her head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around her and held her close to me.

"My daddy, I do feel safe now."

"You are safe, honey."

Twenty minutes later, the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Commander, the Secretary of Defense has changed your travel plans. He doesn't want the Russians tracking you. In half an hour, the 130 will take off as scheduled. Your team is already on board. You and the girl will lift off in a Cobra. The 130 will go to Spain. The Cobra will take you to the USS Ronald Reagan. You'll fly home from there."

"Thank you, Colonel. We'll be ready."

"Head for the hangers as soon as you are."

"Got it."

I hung up.

"Ok, Tamaria. Time to get up and get dressed. Our flight leaves shortly."

She got up and walked to the sofa to get her clothes. I stared at her. She stopped and looked at me.

"What, my daddy?"

"I love seeing you walk around naked. You are so beautiful."

She blushed.

"When we are at your house, I will be naked for you whenever you wish."

"Honey, it's our home. Not just mine, now."

She looked at me. Tears formed in her eyes. She came over and hugged me.

"My daddy, I do love you so much! Will it always be our home?"

"Always. I promise, my daughter."

"Our home! The sound of that makes my heart sing with joy."

"Our home. Our bed. Our new life together."

"I will sleep with you always, too?"

"Yes, and I get to hold you every night."

"I love you, my daddy. I think you love me too, even if you don't know it."

"I think I do too. I truly can't imagine my life without you in it."

She cried again.

"My daddy, I don't think I can be chattel any more. All this that you promise and want is not permitted for a chattel."

"You get to choose, my daughter. In America, you won't have to be bound by the old ways if you don't want to. You do have freedom of choice."

"My daddy, this is becoming too much for me. It's all to new and scary. I don't know any other way to be except what I was born to be."

"For what it's worth, as long as you stay with me and still love me, I don't care which you choose to do. I want you no matter what. I will be there with you and for you forever, no matter what. Choose to do that which will make you the happiest."

She kissed me, then got dressed. I finished getting dressed, then grabbed our bag. When she was ready, we headed for the hanger. The pilot was already there, so we boarded and were flown to the aircraft carrier.

We landed on it and the Captain met us at the chopper. He spoke after we got out.

"Commander, the SecDef called me two hours ago and told me to get you two to Andrews ASAP. No questions asked. I have a question. Have you flown supersonic before?"

"Yes sir."

"Good, then you can instruct your charge there on everything while you get a flight suit on. We have nothing in her size, but we did rig an extra oxygen mask for her. She will have to sit in your lap. No other room."

"That's fine, Captain. We appreciate your help."

"Nothing else you care to share so I might understand why I'm losing my F-22 recon plane?"

"All I can say is that the Taliban, Chinese, and Russians want us dead really bad. She is a treasure trove of things they don't want us to know and they will stop at nothing to keep me from getting her to the President."

"Then the rumor of the price on y'all is true?"

"It is."

"God speed. This bird has no weapons, but she can out run any other plane in the world and is stealth tech besides. You should arrive at Andrews in about six hours."

"Thank you, Captain."

"Thank you, commander, and thank you, young lady."

She smiled at him and he walked back towards the bridge. The pilot called us to follow him to our plane. I put my flight suit on when we got there as I told Tamaria what to expect from supersonic travel. She was excited at the prospect rather than scared of it. We climbed aboard and got seated. The crew chief got us belted in. The Pilot closed the canopy and taxied us to the catapult. I put my arms around Tamaria and held her close. He got the green light and we got launched into the night sky. The after burners kicked in and we gained altitude rapidly. The pilot leveled off and then went to supersonic.

I tapped Tamaria on her shoulder. She turned her head to look at me. She had a big grin on her face. I smiled at her.

For the next hour, she looked at the night sky from a very high altitude. It was clear and beautiful. She laid her head back on my chest. I moved my hands up and fondled her tits. She looked back at me in surprise. I winked at her. Her eyes started sparkling. I played with her tits for a few more minutes, then slid my hands under her shirt to continue playing. Then I moved one hand down and laid it between her legs, right on her cameltoe. I rubbed over it and she put her hand on top of mine. I let her guide my ministrations to her clit. Her legs began to jerk. She picked my hand up and slid it inside her pants and on to her mound. I started rubbing up and down her slit from her clit to her indent. She was very wet again. She laid her head back on my chest and grabbed my knees with both hands. She started jerking more and squeezed her legs together. She had started her orgasm. I rubbed lightly over her clit until she pulled my hand out of her pants. She calmed down and got still. I held her and she dozed off.

I woke her as we started our final approach to Andrews. After we landed, the pilot taxied us to the terminal area. We deplaned and walked in to the terminal. A sergeant saluted as we entered.

"Welcome home, Colonel. Welcome to America, ma'am."

"Thank you, Sergeant."

"You're already cleared, sir."

I took Tamaria's hand and we walked towards my SUV.

"Let's go home, my daughter."

"Home! Our home! Yes, please. I'm ready, my daddy."

"We have time to get cleaned up and eat before we go to our meeting. It's in five hours."

"Good. I need dry pants thanks to you."

"You liked that little surprise, huh?"

"Yes. I loved it! You make me feel so good and so loved and so cared for."

"You are, honey. Very much."

We got to the SUV and I helped her in. I got in and she scooted over next to me. As I drove through the city, Tamaria looked at everything. We passed by stores, shops and two malls besides the residential areas. She was amazed at the size of everything. Then we passed by a park. She was thrilled to see one.

"My daddy! This is so big and so beautiful! You can never leave me, I would not know where to go for anything! There are no street vendors here to buy food from."

"I will never leave you, my daughter. I take my daddy status very seriously."

"I'm glad. As long as you are near me, I feel very safe and secure."

I took her hand in mine.

"As long as I'm breathing, I will keep you safe, Tamaria."

"I believe you and trust you, my daddy."

We got to the apartments. I parked and got out, then went around and opened the door for her. I took her hand and helped her out then got our bag and we went up the stairs to our door. I unlocked it, then scooped her up in my arms and carried her inside. I sat her and the bag on the sofa. She looked around at everything.

"Welcome to our home and your new life, my daughter. "

I kissed her deeply. She returned it deeply.

"This is our home? It is very nice, very roomy."

"This is our home, honey. This is our living room. That is the kitchen. That reminds me, we need to go buy some food if you want to eat."

"I do. I like to eat."

I took her hand and she stood up. I led her to the next room.

"This is our bedroom, complete with our bed. That is the bathroom."

"Our bed is so big!"

"Care to try it out?"

She grinned, ran, and jumped on it. She laid there for a second, then rolled side to side.

"I like it. It's comfortable all over."

"Wait until tonight. I get to lay there with you and hold you all night."

"Can I sleep naked with you still?"

"You can sleep naked every night if you want to. In fact, you can stay naked all day if you want, if I'm here with you and we're alone. It is your choice."

"So, if I choose to, I can be naked now?"

"Yes."

She stood up and stripped. Then she went and explored each room. I sat on the bed and watched her walk. She was so incredibly sexy, especially her ass the way it rolled as she walked. She came back in. I was starring at her.

"You like?"

"No, I love watching you walk around naked. You are so beautiful and so sexy! I'm glad you like being naked. I really am."

"Thank you. My blood daddy never let me be naked. I was scared of him when I would see him naked. I would not be scared if you were naked with me now, my daddy."

"You don't know how much I want to be. But I made you a promise, so I won't."

"You want me that much? As much as I want you, my daddy?"

"I do, my daughter."

"You are afraid you could not stop yourself if you were naked with me?"

"Yes. I'm afraid that I want you too much."

"Only three more days, my daddy. If you wanted me too much to wait, I would not try to stop you or even be mad at you."

"I would be mad at myself. I made you a promise. I will keep it."

"I dreaded the day of my birthday with my blood daddy. Now, I dread having to wait three more days, my daddy."

"Come here, my daughter. Your daddy needs a hug and a kiss."

She came to me. I picked her up and sat her in my lap. We hugged each other then kissed deeply with building passion, and love.

"Tamaria, my daughter, I...uh....I...uh..."

"I know, my daddy. I love you, too."

I just looked at her. She smiled a very happy smile then kissed me again. Deeper and slower. My dick was incredibly hard. Tamaria looked at me.

"I can feel how much you want me, my daddy."

"I do, honey."

"Feel how much I want you."

She put my hand on her cameltoe. She was so hot and wet, she was leaking. I rubbed her clit. She moaned and laid her head back. I kissed and sucked her tits, then I picked her up and laid her on the bed. She looked at me, no fear in her eyes, only love. I knelt on the floor in front of her and buried my face in her pussy. I licked her clit and sucked on it then licked my way down to her indent. I stuck the tip of my tongue in it and I fingered her ass. She was moaning non-stop now. I licked back up to her clit.

"Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh...mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...mmmmmmmmmmm!"

She started humping my face then let go a big orgasm. I licked up all her juices. When she finally calmed down, I crawled up and laid beside her.

"Was that ok, my daughter?"

"Uh huh...I thought what you did with your hands was incredible, but that,...that...it was so much more!"

"I'm glad I could do that for you, introduce you to something new."

"I didn't know men did stuff like that!"

"You have lots to learn, my darling daughter."

"Will you teach me everything?"

"Yes. We have the rest of our lives to do that."

"I truly am the most blessed chattel daughter in the world! I will please you in any and every way you choose, any time you want me."

"I am incredibly happy just to have you in my life."

We kissed deeply, then she got up and went to get her shower. When she got out, I went in and took mine. When I got out, I put on my summer uniform. She was dressed in her jeans and dress shirt. She had even fixed her hair.

"Wow! Aren't you just incredibly beautiful!"

"Thank you, my daddy. Is this alright to meet your President?"

"You're perfect, Tamaria."

She blushed.

"I'm hungry, my daddy."

"Are you ready to go?"

"I think so."

"Then lets go."

We headed out, hand in hand. I helped her in the SUV and we went to Sonic. Tamaria had her first American cheeseburger and tater tots. Then, we headed for the White House. The guard at the gate let us in. We were expected. I drove up to the parking area and parked. We got out and walked up to the main entrance. The sentry saluted then greeted us.

"Welcome home, Colonel, ma'am. I'm real sorry to hear about your team, sir."

"Thank you."

"It's a good thing you weren't on the plane, too."

"What plane? What are you talking about, Corporal?"

"The 130 with your team on board. It blew up. You didn't know, Sir?"

"No, what happened?"

"Someone put a bomb on the plane. It exploded over the Mediterranian. No survivors."

"Thank you for telling me."

We went in. A guard escorted us to the designated meeting room. Tamaria took my hand and held it.

"I'm sorry, my daddy."

"Thank you, Tamaria. But something stinks here."

"I smell nothing."

"Never mind."

We went in the meeting room. The guard stayed at the door. The President and Secretary of Defense came in a few minutes later. We stood up.

"Mr.President, Mr. Secretary. May I present Miss Tamaria Safeer."

"Nice to meet you, young lady. I am very glad the Colonel got you here safely."

"Thank you, Mr. President sir."

"Mr. Secretary, why was I not informed about the 130?"

"That was the Director's doing. I'm sorry, David."

"Did he know about the bomb ahead of time?"

"Yes."

"He will answer for that. I will see to it!"

"You'll do no such thing, Colonel. I'll get to the bottom of this myself."

"Yes sir, Mr. President."

Tamaria took my hand.

"May I speak freely on a separate matter, Mr. President?"

"I hope I'm not making a mistake, but, yes, go ahead."

"Sir, Tamaria is willing to tell you everything she knows about the Taliban. I've learned a little of what she knows. Our intelligence community has been badly misled about a number of things. She knows the truth. Before she freely gives you what she knows, she wants two things from the Federal Government."

"What would that be?"

"First, she wants to be made a full citizen of the United States. Secondly, she wants me to be named as her legal guardian. She wants to live here and go to school

here. She can never live in Afghanistan again. The Taliban has put a bounty on our heads. I can protect her here. As soon as the involved governments start acting on her intel, the Taliban, Russians, Chinese, Iranians, and Syrians will know we didn't die on that 130."

"Is all this true, miss Safeer?"

"Yes sir. He has saved my life four times already. I want these things to be safe here. I want to be able to stay with him. I am safe with him."

"If what the Colonel says is true, then that would be a small price to pay for it."

"Hopefully, this will help you make your decision, Mr. President. Tamaria, please tell them about next week's plans for President Karzi and Prime Minister Netanyahu."

They looked at Tamaria in surprise.

"Sirs, the Taliban has planned to assassinate President Karzi and the leader of Israel at the U.N. meeting next week. They are to be killed by an execution squad that is already in America."

"You know this for a fact?"

"Yes sir. I was there when they planned it. I was forced to serve them food and drink during all their meetings for the last two years. They did not know I could

speak English or that I had been allowed to attend a secret American school for four years."

"There is much, much more in her head, Mr. President."

The President got on the phone and called a Federal Judge to handle our requests and to bring him the finished writs ASAP. The intercom buzzed to announce the arrival of Skinner. He walked in two minutes later. The President looked at him in anger.

"Skinner, by what authority did you sacrifice an entire aircrew and aircraft?"

"I thought it prudent to ensure the safety of the Colonel and the girl, Mr. President."

"You sacrificed them for nothing! The Taliban will shortly know that they are alive and here in Washington. I should have you arrested for murder, Skinner! How about this for prudent. You're fired! Oh, hell! Guard! Arrest Mr. Skinner."

"You can't do that, Mr. President! I was doing my job!"

"I can, and I just did! Get him out of here. Get his ID, cell phone, and kill his security clearance immediately."

The guard handcuffed Skinner and led him away.

"Mr. President, you might want to have people from the FBI and CIA join us with intel and recon photos. Tamaria can probably identify most of the players for who they really are."

He had his secretary call for them to join us.

"You should call the French Ambassador. The Taliban and Isis have planned a joint attack on the summer Olympics in Paris."

"How is it that they have planned and implemented these two major missions and we had no clue about them at all? We find out from a young girl!"

The President called the French ambassador to alert him to the attack and promised him more details later today. The FBI and CIA people showed up with their photos and Tamaria and I sat down with them so she could tell them all she knew and identify the players in the photos. The judge showed up and gave the writs to the President. He signed them and put the presidential seal on them. Then he called me over and handed them to me. He also gave me a Federal Conceal Carry permit giving me the right to be armed at all times in all places. I thanked him. We walked back to the table and he listened in as Tamaria told them about Russian funding and Chinese arms and where the weapons caches were located and who the true leaders were in the Taliban.

"Tamaria, take a break. I need to see you for a minute."

"Yes, my daddy."

We went to a small office in the meeting room. I showed her the papers.

"You are now officially an American citizen and I am officially your legal guardian. No one can take you from me now."

"Oh, my daddy. You were right to get these for us. Now, even here in America, I am completely yours, legally! I love you so much. I still can't comprehend why you have done so much for me and asked so little in return. Are you happy, my daddy?"

"Happier than I've ever been. And it's totally because of you, my daughter."

We kissed deeply. I held her. Then we went back in to the meeting. Everyone was eager to ask her more questions now. They had received a hundred percent confirmation on the data they checked from Tamaria. Several hours later, they had everything they wanted to get from her about the Taliban. They thanked her profusely. We headed out and back to the SUV. It was dark outside already. When we got in the SUV, I hugged and kissed Tamaria.

"Tamaria, I am so very proud of you. You did a good thing today."

"I did it for us, my daddy."

"How's that?"

"So I could be yours always and be an American here with you forever."

I looked at her.

"Three more days, huh?"

"Yes, my daddy. I'm sorry. For both of us."

I scooted her over and put my arm around her as I drove. We stopped at a diner for dinner, then went home. As soon as we were inside, she stripped.

"My daughter, tell me something."

"What, my daddy?"

"Do you like being naked? I mean, do you like it because you like it or do you do it for me?"

"Mostly, I do it because I know you like seeing me naked. I like you seeing me naked, too. But I like being naked also."

"Ok. I was just wondering."

"I will like seeing you naked, too."

"I guess, since your not wearing them, I need to wash your clothes. You have nothing clean to wear tomorrow."

"Will I need clothes tomorrow?"

"Yes, I am going to take you to the mall and buy you lots of clothes for you to have when we go places or have company."

"To the mall you told me about?"

"No, this one is bigger, almost two hundred stores. We'll make a day of it."

"My daddy, you do not need to do this for me with everything else you've done."

"Yes, I do. You need clothes, especially for when you start to school in a few months."

"You are really going to let me go to school here?"

"Yes. I want you to. You are already smart, but you need to finish school and go to college if you want to."

"Attend college? I can do that?"

"If you want to."

"I've only dreamed of college! Oh, my daddy! Everyday you make my heart sing happier."

"And that makes me happy."

I gathered her clothes and took them to the washer. She went with me and saw how I did everything. I explained the different settings then showed her how to measure the detergent and where it went. Then I started the washer.

I sat on the sofa and she cuddled up to me. I turned the tv on for her and she was soon using the remote to channel surf with the pros. I told her to find what interested her. She settled for cartoons. We watched for a while, then she put it on a nature and science channel.

"Tamaria, we need to keep our eyes open when we leave and come back. The Taliban will know within a few days that we aren't dead, if they don't already."

"Are you worried, my daddy?"

"No, I just don't want us to become careless and let our guard down. The President has given me full authority to defend you with whatever means is necessary."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that I don't have to worry about getting in trouble for killing anyone who tries to harm you or take you. I will be armed at all times."

"That is good. I know you will keep me safe. That you will keep your promise that you made."

"I will. You are more important to me than anything else in the world. But, I can use your help. If you see anything that looks wrong or out of place, or if you see people hanging around outside that you don't know, then I need you to tell me. I know you will if you see anyone that you know is Taliban."

"I will do that. What if someone comes to the door and knocks?"

"No one should while I'm not here. If anyone does, don't answer the door and don't make any noise. Hide somewhere and call my cell phone."

"I do not have a phone."

"You will tomorrow. I won't go anywhere without you unless you have one."

"I don't want you to go anywhere without me. Why would you do that?"

"Well, for starters, there's school. You go, but I can't go with you. I may have to go to the base where you can't go."

"Ok. I understand. You only will leave me if you have to."

"Yes, other than that, I'll be closer to you than your shadow."

"I like that. I want you close always."

"We can't get much closer than we are right now."

"In a few days, we can."

"You're in a hurry, too?"

"Um hmm. I want you very badly. I am wet down there again thinking about it."

"I suppose you would like me to do something about it?"

"Um hmm."

I stood up and sat on the floor in front of her, then took her legs and put her knees on her chest. Then I slid her ass to the edge of the sofa and licked her from her ass to her clit. She was indeed very wet.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...Ooooooooohhhhh, my daddy!"

I teased her clit with my tongue and rubbed little circles around her ass then her indent. I reached up with my other hand and played with her tit.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! My daddy! Oh...yeahhh! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

I sucked her little clit between my lips and flicked my tongue over the tip of it. She started jerking and rocking her hips. She grabbed the sofa cushion with her fists as her orgasm started. I continued to tease her clit until she pushed my head away. I licked her from ass to clit again, tasting her juices that leaked out. When it was over, she put her feet on the floor.

"Oh, my daddy, I love how you take such good care of me. That felt so good! I need to make you feel that good!"

"Midnight, two days from now isn't that long to wait."

"But it's so unfair that you do for me but you have to wait so long so I can do what I'm supposed to and so badly want to do for you."

"Well, I didn't make the rules, but I promised to play by them. It's ok."

"I love you so much, my daddy."

"I know you do, my daughter."

I stood up and stripped down to my underwear.

"Are you ready to sleep in our bed for the first time?"

"Yes! I want to feel you hold me all night!"

"You will. I love holding you, my beautiful, naked little daughter!"

She pulled me down to her and we kissed. Then she held out her arms for me to carry her to bed. I scooped her up and walked to the bed. I sat down on it with her in my lap and kissed her deeply. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me back.

"Which side do you want?"

"I don't care as long as you are holding me."

"How about my left side so you will be closest to my heart."

"That is so sweet, my daddy! I shall try to be always there."

I laid down and she cuddled up to me. I put my arm around her and she laid her head on my chest. I put my left hand on her ass cheek and my right hand on her side where my thumb could rub her little nipple.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...I like that, my daddy!"

"Me, too."

We slept that way. I woke up the next morning with my hand still holding her ass and her arm across my chest. I squeezed her ass and she squirmed a little, but didn't wake up. I ran my finger up and down the crack of her ass very lightly. She squirmed and tightened her ass cheeks. I rolled her on her back and kissed each tit and bit each nipple. She put her arms around my neck.

"My daddy, I love how you wake me up. I am wet again."

"My daughter, you're killing me!"

"Oh, my daddy, I'm sorry! What can I do? I don't mean to hurt you, ever!"

"It's just that I want you so badly! Midnight tomorrow night seems so long."

"It is for me, too! You have given me so many orgasms but I can give you none yet. It isn't fair!"

"Fair or not, I've made you a promise."

"I won't ask you to touch me any more and I'll get dressed and stay dressed so that I'm less of a temptation for you. Will that help?"

"Be kind of hard to get dressed since all of your clothes are in the washer. It will be an hour before they can be dry for you to wear."

"I can wear one of your white shirts you wear under your regular shirt."

"I bet that will be cute to see."

"Where are they?"

"Top left drawer of the dresser."

She got up and got one and put it on. I came down to just below her ass but, since it was a V neck, her tits still showed.

"My daughter. Look in the mirror."

She did, then turned to me.

"Not much help, is it?"

"Well, to be honest, you look really sexy in it."

"I don't wish to look sexy for you today or tomorrow."

"The problem is that you are very beautiful and you are sexy both dressed and naked."

"What can I do, my daddy. I don't want to hurt you any more."

"You can do what you do best. Just love me."

"I do that already, completely."

"Then kiss me and let's get on with our day."

She kissed me, but only a quick kiss on the lips. I went and made coffee, then showed Tamaria how to run the dryer. We put her clothes in and turned it on. I had my coffee for breakfast and she had bread and cheese. We definitely had to go grocery shopping today, too. After she ate and took her plate to the sink, I took her hand and pulled her to me.

"My daughter, kiss me the right way."

She looked at me, hurt in her eyes. She kissed me, her tongue barely crossing her lips. I pushed mine in her mouth and then sucked hers out. I put my arms around her and held her.

"My daddy, I ....."

"I need to kiss you, to feel your love for me."

"Ok, my daddy. I will do anything for you."

I kissed her again. This time, she responded with love and passion. I put my hands under her shirt and on her back and held her as we kissed. Then I reached down and pulled her shirt up and off her. I moved down and slowly kissed and licked and sucked her tits.

"Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...my daddy...I don't want to hurt you."

"My daughter, I need to do this, for you and for me."

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....I love you my daddy!"

"I love you, my daughter."

She pushed me back and stared at me.

"What? What did you say, my daddy?"

"I said I love you, Tamaria, my daughter."

"Really?! You really do love me?"

"Yes, I really do. That's why I need to do this."

I went back to her tits and my hands went down and squeezed each ass cheek. Then I ran a finger down to her indent and rubbed it and rubbed inside it before it went up to her clit. She slid her legs over mine and sat on the edge of my lap with her legs spread as wide as she could. I used one hand to rub her indent and the other to rub around and on her clit while I sucked each nipple. She was already moaning and rocking her hips. I stuck my finger deeper in her indent until I felt her hymen. Then I moved it in and out and around in her while I pinched her little hard clit between my fingers.

"Oooooohhhhh, my daddy...my daddy....my daddy...ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh!"

"Cum for me, my daughter."

I pulled my finger out of her vaginal opening and put my fingertip in her ass.

"Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

She started jerking and had a major orgasm. She tried to close her legs on my hand, but couldn't. I bit her nipple and gave her clit a long rub. Her cum dripped on the floor. She had sweat on her forehead when she finally calmed down.

"Oh, my daddy! Oh...that was...it....it was so amazing!"

"I'm glad. I wanted to do something special for you this morning, especially since it finally dawned on me that I really do love you so much, my daughter."

"You have made me complete, my daddy."

We kissed and held each other, comfortable in our professed love for each other. Then she got up and went to take a bath. Her clothes finished in the dryer so I brought her the jeggings and shirt to wear. She came out wearing only the jeggings.

"Can we buy more of these today?"

"I'm not sure. I don't know if I can handle that much more sexy from you."

She giggled. Then she came over and kissed me. I refrained from rubbing her cameltoe. When I wouldn't do it, she got a pouty face.

"You don't want to go shopping all wet, do you?"

"No, I suppose not."

She went and put her shirt on. I got cleaned up and we went to the SUV and headed to the mall. We walked through the entire place and had lunch in the food court. She was absolutely amazed at mall shopping. I found out that the biggest store she had ever been in before today was the BX at Quetta. She got five pairs of shorts and tops, six pair of jeans and tops, a bikini, three pair of shoes, a cell phone, and four dresses. She refused every attempt to get her bras or panties. In our last stop in the mall, she got six pair of earrings and six necklaces. It was late afternoon before we left the mall. Then we went to Wal-Mart to buy groceries. She was even more amazed at Wal-Mart. The choices of food made shopping hard because she didn't know which brand to choose. Eventually, we got out of there with more food than my apartment had ever seen at one time. She also got a jewelry box and three purses. I think I spent an entire month's salary on her. When we got home, it took us seven trips to get

everything inside.

We put food up first, then I made room for her clothes in the closet and I cleared out two dresser drawers for her to use. She neatly put up everything. She was on cloud nine with all her new stuff. When it was all put up, we sat down and I showed her how to use her cell phone and programmed my number in it on speed dial. She spent several hours learning her phone and playing on it. Since it was so late, we had fruit, cheese, and bread for dinner. After dinner, she washed the few dishes we used then went to the bedroom. She came out a few minutes later naked.

"My daddy, is it bed time yet?"

"Judging from what you're wearing, I suppose it is."

She giggled.

"My daddy, when we are home, I always wear this for you."

"I know and I approve, but it always makes me think of going to bed with you."

"Oh...should I wear something so you won't be tempted?"

"Absolutely not. I want you just the way you are."

"Are you sure, my daddy? I'll do it for you if it will help you."

"I know you will and I appreciate it. But I want to feel your warm, soft skin next to me every night."

"I do too, my daddy."

I took my pants and shirt off then held out my arms for her. She came to me and I scooped her up in my arms and we went to bed. I laid down and she cuddled up to me.

"I love you, my daddy."

"I love you, too, my daughter."

She hugged me and snuggled closer. I held her close. We slept that way.

The phone woke me the next morning.

"Hello?"

"Morning, David."

"Good morning, Deputy Director."

"The President wants us to keep you in the loop regarding Taliban movements here in the states."

"I appreciate that, sir."

"We have confirmed word that several independent agents allied with the Taliban have arrived in the DC area in the last twenty-four hours. They are here for you and the girl."

"You're sure?"

"Yes. We still don't know how they found out so fast that you and the girl are still alive and living here. A courier will deliver some intel to your address this morning."

"Thank you. I'll be looking for him."

"Be careful, David."

"We are and will be."

"Good."

I hung up then went to make coffee. Tamaria joined me a few minutes later.

"Morning, beautiful."

"Morning, my daddy. I'm not beautiful, but thank you."

"If I say you are, then it's settled. You are."

"If you say so. Is everything ok?"

"Everything is ok. Someone is coming over in a little while to bring me some paperwork to look at. If you don't want to get dressed, go to bed when he gets here."

"I will, my daddy. I am proudly just for you!"

I kissed her. I was sitting at the counter drinking my coffee. She went to get a glass of juice for breakfast. She came back and got in my lap to cuddle some more. I held her. I loved our closeness.

"Well, my daughter, what would you like to do today?"

"I want to be with you. Whatever we do is ok with me."

"Well, I want you to see how life is in America. Would you like to go to the park you saw on the way here? You seemed interested in it."

"That would be nice. I remember seeing it. Can you go with me?"

"Honey, outside of school, we will be together at all times for the foreseeable future. I won't leave you alone anywhere if I can help it."

"Thank you, my daddy. I'll get used to things in America. Places like your park are for mothers and their children back home."

"Then we will go after the messenger gets here."

"What should I wear?"

"Shorts."

I scoped her up in my arms and stood up. Then I got my coffee cup and went to pour another cup. I went back and sat us down again. Tamaria giggled at me.

"My daddy, I could have done that for you."

"True, but then you would have had to get up from here and I didn't want you to do that."

"Why?"

"Because I like holding you like this."

"Oh, my daddy."

I hugged and kissed her. Then she got up and went to get her phone. She got back in my lap when she returned. I hugged her again, paying special attention to her tits. She giggled and turned some in my lap so I could play with them a little easier. I kissed her neck by her ear.

"Mmmmmmmmm, my daddy, I love that. I love how you love me."

"Just practicing for tonight, my daughter."

"I expect I'll be wet all day in anticipation of us becoming one."

"Way ahead of you, my beautiful naked little angel!"

"Yes, I can feel that you are, my daddy!"

"That's the other reason I suggested the park. It will make time pass faster if we are doing something."

"I will get dressed when your person comes. I don't want to get down from here yet if I don't have to."

"You don't."

Twenty minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Tamaria jumped down and ran to the bedroom. I peeked out. It was the messenger. I opened the door and he saluted then handed me an envelope. I nodded and he left. Then I went to get dressed.

About twenty minutes later, we were headed to the SUV. Tamaria cuddled up next to me as we drove to the park. There were several other people there already. Mothers with kids mostly. No other men besides me. I felt badly out of place. Tamaria looked around but didn't venture far from me. I took her to the slides and the jungle gym. She liked the jungle gym and started climbing all over it. I pointed to a bench about twenty feet away telling her that's where I would be if she needed anything. She looked and decided I would still be close enough and said ok. I watched her like a hawk. She saw me and smiled and focused on playing. I opened the envelope from DHS and read the file and studied the photographs. I committed their faces to memory.

After a while, she tired of the jungle gym. I took her to the swings. She sat on one but didn't move.

"What does this do, my daddy?"

"Here, let me show you. Hang on to it."

I stepped behind her and pushed her lower back. She swung out and back. I pushed her again a little harder and she went further. I stepped back and let her swing on her own. She didn't move.

"I'm slowing down. Push me again, please."

"Ok. When you get to the end of the backward swing, lean back and put your feet out. When you get to the end of the forward swing, lean forward and put your feet back."

"Ok."

I pushed her again several time to get her going. She did her part and began going higher. She started laughing.

"This is fun, my daddy."

"I thought you would like it."

She did that for a while, then tried the merry-go-round and the rocking horse. Around noon, she was tired and hungry. I took her to McDonalds and got her two Happy Meals. She finished them both and loved the toys in the box. After we left there, I drove her around the city to show her the sites. She couldn't get over how big it was or how many people lived here. We got back to the apartment around three. She was happy, but tired. She went and took a quick shower then came out to the living room naked. She had a sparkle in her eyes and was very excited about something on her phone.

"My daddy! Guess what?"

"I don't know honey. What?"

"It's one-thirty in the morning back home."

"Ok. That's interesting. Afghanistan is ten time zones ahead of us here."

"Do you know what that means?"

"I guess I'm a little slow today. What does it mean?"

"I'm thirteen now!"

"There, but not here."

"I'm from there! I'm a woman now. Please make love to me now!"

"As long as you believe it's ok."

"It is."

I stood up. She ran over and started undressing me. I stepped out of my pants and underwear totally naked. I scooped her in my arms and carried her to bed. We kissed the whole way there. I laid her down and laid beside her. She sat up beside me and started stroking my already hard dick. I got her up on her knees and ran my fingers over her clit and indent. She was already soaking wet and hot and moaned as I touched her. I stuck my finger in her indent to try to stretch her some. Her hips started rocking as I rubbed around her vaginal opening.

"Oh, my daddy! Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

She started her orgasm that fast. She must have been even hornier than me! When she settled down some, I told her to turn around and sit on me. She did, on my stomach.

"Tamaria, my daughter, you know the first time will hurt, right?"

"I know, my daddy. I don't care. It will only hurt for a few minutes. It is the small price to pay to have you in me finally."

"Ok, my daughter."

I lifted her up by her hips and moved her back to where she was sitting on my dick. I rubbed the crown around her indent to get it wet. She backed up to sit on my ankles and leaned over and started licking my crown to get it wet faster. Then she moved back into position and moved my dick to her opening and sat down. Only a little of my crown went in her. She raised up and sat down again, getting a little more of me in her. She raised up and I pulled her ass cheeks apart as she sat back down. I got most of my crown in her. I took her hips and moved her back and forth on me to get her juices on me more. She rose up and sat down a little harder. My crown popped in her and stopped at her cherry.

"Oh, my daddy, it only hurts a little."

"Wait a bit before you try again. This is where it will hurt the most."

She sat there, slowly moving back and forth. I reached up and rubbed her nipples and pinched them. She moaned then raised up and sat down hard on me. My dick popped through her cherry and went an inch or so deeper in her. She bit her lip and a few tears came out.

"Wait until the pain passes, Tamaria. I'm in you now and it won't hurt much at all any more."

"I feel you in me. I've waited so long to feel this!"

"I love you, my daughter."

"I love you, my daddy. With all my heart! I am totally and completely yours now!"

She started rocking gently back and forth. I knew I was close to cumming. She was so tight and the feeling too intense to hold out much longer. She raised up and sat down again. I went most of the way in her. She started riding me slowly, then faster. I couldn't wait. I grabbed her hips and started helping her ride me as I shot rope after rope of my sperm in her. I flooded her vagina with my cum. She had started her own orgasm. Her vaginal muscles milked me dry of my cum.

"Oooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Oh, my daddy! I feel you so deep in me! I feel your juice deeper in me! I feel your love! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

I rolled us over on her back and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I thrust into her again, going deeper. Her vaginal muscles holding me tightly as I reached her cervix, filling her completely. Her orgasm continued a bit longer as I moved slowly in her. Her muscles spasmed and pushed my now soft dick out of her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we kissed deeply. I tasted the saltiness of her tears.

"Honey, did I hurt you that much?"

"No, my daddy, I am that happy! I am that much more in love with you!"

"Tamaria, my daughter, my love, my beautiful naked little angel, my life! I can't believe how incredibly happy I am, how much I love you, or how you've become so much a part of me. We truly are one!"

"Forever, my daddy!"

"Yes, forever, my daughter!"

We lay there holding each other for a while, then she got up and got cleaned up then came and cleaned me up. She looked at the bed.

"Do we have more sheets? These are a mess now. I need to wash them."

"In the cabinet in the bathroom."

She went to get a new set and I got up and pulled the dirty ones off the bed. She came in and saw it then looked at me.

"Thank you, my daddy, but that's my job. You go get some coffee or something while I do my job."

"Hmmm, bossy already!"

"I'm not bossy."

"Whatever you say."

I went to get some tea and sat on the sofa. Tamaria came out a few minutes later with the dirty sheets. She stopped and looked at me.

"My daddy. I do like seeing you naked."

"Then we're even because I love seeing you naked. It's nice to be naked in my own home again."

She grinned and went to put the sheets washing. When she came back in, she snuggled up next to me.

"My daddy, was I ok for you?"

"No, you were so much better than just ok, you were perfect. What ever teaching you went through, they did good. You learned well."

"Thank you, my daddy. My making you happy and you satisfied with me is most important to me."

"You have nothing to worry about, Tamaria. I've never been happier in my life and I really do mean exactly that! I'm curious. Was making love what you expected it to be?"

"To be honest, my daddy, I was taught to expect it to be a chore, not fun, not filled with love and the feelings you gave me. It was far from my idea of a chore."

"That's the difference between two people who love each other making love and two people who, when one wants sex, the other has to comply. No feelings or emotions are part of that, just another chore to do."

"My daddy, I can't wait to try the other ways to make you happy."

"I'm looking forward to see what all things you learned. The best part about it is that we have the rest of our lives to explore each other."

She cuddled closer and smiled a happy, contented smile. I held her close, loving the feel of our skin to skin contact. After a bit, I pulled the file out that I received this morning and showed to pictures to Tamaria. She looked at them.

"They look familiar, but I don't remember from where."

"That's ok, honey. I was just checking."

"Who are they?"

I debated whether or not to tell her the truth. I didn't want to scare her but she had a right to know.

"They were sent by the Taliban to hunt us. I assume they are assassins."

"Now, I remember them! They would always come to the monastery with Al Mizrahee, in the same car, but I never saw them except as they arrived or left. I thought they

were his personal body guards."

"Thank you, honey. That helps a lot. They came separately, so that means they will recruit locals to work with them. Three sets of assassins. Now, we can plan for them. I need to make a call."

I got my phone and dialed the Deputy Director.

"Yes?"

"Director, this is David."

"What can I do for you?"

"I have info on the three guests. I showed the pictures to Tamaria. She recognized them as Al Mizrahee's personal body guards. They arrived separately and will probably recruit local sympathizers for three execution squads."

"Good work, David."

"Thanks to Tamaria, not me."

"I'll have our watchers keep an eye out for them to see who they get. I'll let you know if we learn anything more."

"Thanks."

I hung up. Then I hugged and kissed Tamaria.

"The agency will keep tabs on them for us."

"I know you will keep us safe."

"Your Taliban buddies are becoming a bit tiresome."

"They are no friends of mine!"

"Then you don't mind if I kill them?"

"No, I will help if I can."

"One day, they will learn not to mess with my daughter."

"Do you know that I'm no longer scared of them? I trust you and your ability to handle them."

"Good. I told you I never wanted you to be afraid again."

A little while later, my phone rang. It was the deputy director again. He wanted Tamaria to go to the DHS building and meet with the terrorist team to view pictures of suspected terrorists in the country to see if she recognized any of them. I told him we would come in the morning. I told Tamaria what they wanted. She was happy to help out.

I pulled her to me and held her, tight. She snuggled into me.

"This is my idea of near perfection, my daughter."

"It is perfect to me, my daddy. Why do you say near perfection?"

"Because real perfection is us doing this as a precursor to more things in our bed tonight."

"My daddy, I am here for you whenever and however you want me."

"Tamaria, just the fact that you truly do love and want me is all I really need."

"I do, my daddy. With all my heart, I do."

"We are one in every way now. You are my life."

She started shaking. I lifted her chin to look in her eyes. She was crying. She wrapped her arms around my neck and held me tightly. I held her and let her cry. After a few minutes, she looked at me. I had a few tears in my eyes.

"My daddy, I'm sorry I cried like that, but my tears were the only way I could express the depth of my love and happiness."

"It's ok, Tamaria. I'm glad they were tears of joy, not of pain or hurt."

"I'm scared, my daddy."

"Of what, honey?"

"That I can never repay you or do enough for you to equal the joy and happiness I now have that I was always taught that I could never have."

"Tamaria, my daughter, my love, you have already surpassed that with me. The gift of your love is the greatest gift you could ever have given me. You have totally filled the void in my life. You are no longer chattel, you are mine as fully as I am yours."

"In my heart, I know that, my daddy. My head will take longer to accept and learn a new way of life. If I were still chattel, I could not ask you to make love to me

again. I could only wait quietly for you to want me again. But that is what I want to do now. I want you to make love to me now."

"I would like nothing better than to spend the rest of my life making love to you, Tamaria."

I scooped her in my arms and carried her to the bed. I laid her down and started to slowly kiss every inch of her. My hands followed my mouth, exploring every inch of her beautiful little body. She closed her eyes and moaned in pure animal pleasure. She had two intense orgasms as my mouth and hands explored her little clit, vagina and ass. I turned her over and slid my dick in her slowly. She was so wet and so tight. I was afraid to hurt her. She moaned in pleasure as I went in her deeper, until I was at her cervix. I started to slowly pump in her. She was so hot that she started a third orgasm. Her tightening muscles pushed me over the edge and I filled her womb with my sperm. Our juices mixed in her and ran out into a puddle under her.

I slipped out of her and laid down beside her, taking her in my arms and holding her tight. She rolled over and snuggled in my arms on my chest.

"Oh, my daddy! I have never experienced so much love before. I could feel your love in everything you did to me. And you did all of that for me! How can I ever deserve such love?"

"You deserve it because I love you just as much. And you knew it before I even had a clue."

"My daddy, do you wish me to be pregnant with your children?"

"One day, yes. Why do you ask that now?"

"Because our love is so strong that I know we will make love many times and you put so much in me every time that I can't help but become pregnant for you."

"My daughter, do you want to be pregnant with our children?"

"Yes, my daddy. I would be honored to carry your children, as many as you wish to have."

"I can think of nothing more beautiful than seeing you barefoot, naked and pregnant, my daughter. I know you would be the best mother ever for our children. But I would hope that you would want to wait on that until after you finish your schooling and we are safe from the Taliban."

"I am safe from them now. You are here and will protect me."

"I will always protect you and love you and want you to be mine, Tamaria. That will never change."

"And I will happily become pregnant with your children whenever you say, my daddy. I am forever yours and forever in love with you."

"Why do you say my children? They will be our children, the proof of our love for all to see."

"They can not be mine. I am not your wife, I am your daughter."

"Being my wife would be a bad thing?"

"No, my daddy! I'm not permitted to marry, remember?"

"Tamaria, you are no longer bound by your old laws. You are an American citizen now and only legally my daughter until you are eighteen."

"What happens to me when I become eighteen?"

"You get to choose what you want to do then. I will no longer be able to tell you what to do."

"Then I would be permitted to choose you? To be with you forever?"

"Yes, you will be free to choose to do whatever you decide you want to do. If you chose to leave and be on your own or be with someone else, I couldn't stop you from

doing it."

"I know in my heart that I would never do that, my daddy. My love for you is complete. I want no one else. I would choose to stay with you forever as your daughter if

you want me to."

"I do want you to stay with me forever, but only if it is what you truly want."

"It is, my daddy. I will never leave you."

We kissed deeply and held each other in total peace and love. After a while, Tamaria moved to get up.

"My daddy, I need to change our sheets again. I am becoming sticky and I need to fix you some dinner, too."

"I guess, if you insist I let you go."

"I do, my daddy. I'm sticking to the sheet."

"Oh, sorry about that."

I kissed her and she rolled off the bed and went to the bathroom. I got up and went to the kitchen. Tamaria came out a few minutes later carrying the sheets to the washer. She fixed us a salad and some sandwiches for dinner.

After we ate, we cuddled on the sofa until bedtime. Then we cuddled in bed and slept in each others arms all night.

The next morning, I woke up before Tamaria. I eased out of bed to keep from waking her and went to the bathroom, then to the kitchen to make coffee. When it was ready, I poured a cup and got Tamaria her juice and fruit that she ate for breakfast and took it to the bedroom. I eased back in bed and sat up beside her drinking my coffee. She stirred a few minutes later and woke up.

"Morning, my beautiful naked daughter. Happy Birthday."

"Morning my daddy. Thank you. I'm officially yours now since it's my birthday here."

She sat up and we kissed and cuddled. I reached for the tray with her breakfast on it and gave it to her. She looked surprised and confused.

"You're serving me breakfast? Here in our bed?"

"It's your birthday. You get served breakfast in bed. I get to do that for you."

"Thank you, my daddy, but I'm supposed to serve you. It's my duty."

"Not today."

"You spoil me even more, my daddy."

"Good."

She had her breakfast, then we kissed and cuddled.

"What would you like to do for your birthday?"

"Make love to you."

"We can do that. Is that all?"

"It's all I ever want to do with you, my daddy. I love you so much."

"Well, as much as I would love to stay in bed making love with you all day, we do have other things to do."

"What, my daddy?"

"For starters, we have to go to my office so you can look at the pictures. Then we are going shopping for your birthday present. And lastly, I'm taking you out to a nice restaurant for your birthday dinner this evening."

"Birthday present and dinner? I've never had a birthday present before."

"You never got to celebrate your birthday before?"

"No, it has always been just a regular day. I did my chores and waited on my father like every other day."

"Not any more. This day is far to important to not celebrate it."

"Why?"

"Because, thirteen years ago, you were born to become my life thirteen years later."

"Yes, we can celebrate having each other."

I took her tray from her and sat it by my cup on the night stand, then I threw the covers off us and pulled her to sit in my lap facing me so I could begin making oral love to her tits.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm....my daddy! Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....that feels so good!"

I caressed her skin as I licked and sucked on her little tits and bit her hard little nipples. I slid my hands down to her ass cheeks and lifted her up.

"Stand up, Tamaria."

She did and I pulled her slit to my mouth and licked her clit as I fondled her ass. She spread her legs and sat on my face, holding herself up with her elbows on the headboard. I pulled her ass cheeks apart and licked down to her opening and stuck my tongue in her. She started grinding her pussy on my face as her body neared an orgasm. She laid her head back and moaned.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...nnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhh!"

She started cumming and I licked up all her little girl juices. Her knees were beginning to shake. When her orgasm ended, I eased her back down onto my waiting dick. I slowly pulled her down on it until I filled her completely, then I slid my hands up her back and pulled her to lay on me. I held her tight then started flexing my hips as I pumped in and out of her. Her clit rubbed on me with each stroke.

"Oh, my daddy! Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh....mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

I slid my hand down her back to squeeze her ass cheek and slowly run my finger up and down the crack of her ass. I rimmed her ass as I passed over it. She wiggled her ass as I teased it. After a minute, she started pushing back against my strokes and grinding her clit on me. She started riding me faster as her orgasm neared. I slipped my finger in her ass to the first knuckle and began wiggling my fingertip in her ass.

"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh...my daddy!"

Her orgasm started. Her vaginal muscles tightened on me which pushed me into my orgasm. I flooded her womb again, putting shot after shot deep in her. She laid her head back.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhh!"

Her orgasm was strong and wet. Our juices started running out of her before her orgasm ended. I reached my other hand around her and pinched her nipple. She jerked several more times before she collapsed down on my chest. Her arms went around my neck and she pulled herself up to kiss me. My dick popped out of her. We kissed deeply, then cuddled for a bit. She finally got up and went to the bathroom and I got up and took the sheets off the bed. We met up in the kitchen. I was sitting at the table with my coffee and Tamaria climbed in my lap.

"My daddy, it makes me so mad to realize how much the Taliban lies to my people about America and Americans. Everything that they told us for years is complete lies! My people need to know the truth. If they did, I think they would willingly help the Americans rid my country of the Taliban."

"We are already trying to do that, Tamaria. That's why there are so many of the secret schools there."

"They help a lot, but too many live in fear of the Taliban. They are everywhere."

"Well, at least the most important person knows the truth."

"Who, President Karzi?"

"Not hardly. I mean you."

"Me? I'm not important."

"You are to me. If you didn't know the truth, we wouldn't be here together. We wouldn't have each other and our love for each other. I wouldn't have my daughter or my life."

"My daddy. I do love you, with all my heart, I love you."

"As I love you, too, my beautiful daughter."

We kissed deeply and held each other. After a while, she went in to get a shower and dressed. I got one after her and we got ready to go to the DHS building for her to try to help identify anyone.

We spent several hours there. Tamaria was able to identify a dozen of the people in their surveillance photos. They were true Taliban, not local sympathizers. Her knowledge helped our intel community immensely.

After we finished there, we headed to the mall to do some shopping for her. Our first stop was a dress store to get her a black dress.

"My daddy, why do I need a black dress?"

"I think it's a law. All women are supposed to have a sexy black dress with a pearl necklace."

"Why?"

"I don't know, but you need a dress for tonight."

"My daddy, I don't know how to be at anything you call fancy. I've never had anything like that or anything special at all in my life."

"Tamaria, you will not only be fine where we are going, but you will definitely be the most beautiful girl there."

"My daddy! You're making me very nervous!"

"Don't be, honey. I promise you will be fine and enjoy the experience."

"Ok, I trust you completely, my daddy."

We looked and she found one she thought would be ok. I had her try it on. She came out of the changing room to show me. All I could do was stare. Even the sales clerk stared. I didn't understand how someone could make a modest dress look so incredibly sexy on a girl.

"Tamaria, you are even more beautiful! That dress is absolutely perfect for you!"

"Your dad is right, miss. I've never seen a dress more perfectly suited to a girl than that one is for you. Not in all the years I've worked here!"

Tamaria smiled at us hesitantly. She was so unsure of herself.

"Miss, you will be the envy of every girl at where ever your dad is taking you in that dress."

"But I don't want to be like that, my daddy."

"You will be fine, honey. Don't be nervous."

"If you say so."

"Ma'am, do you have any pearls that would go with this dress?"

"Yes, I think we do. I'll go get it."

She went to the jewelry counter.

"Tamaria, you are stunningly beautiful anyway. This dress just emphasizes it. You will be fine tonight. Please don't worry about it. Just be yourself."

"I will try for you, my daddy. I trust you."

The clerk came back and handed me the necklace. I stood behind Tamaria and put it on her. She went to the mirror to see it. They were perfect with that dress. She smiled finally.

"So you like the dress and necklace now?"

"Yes, my daddy. I do."

"Ok, then we'll get them. Go change back so we can find you some shoes."

The clerk rang up the sale while Tamaria changed back to her jeans. Very expensive! But Tamaria was worth the price. After we finished in the dress shop, we went to get her some shoes. Once that was done, it was time to go to the jewelry store for her present. I took her to the ring counter.

"What are we looking for, my daddy?"

"I'll explain it to you when we find what I'm looking for."

I found an eighteen carat gold ring with a small diamond mounted on it. That was what I wanted. We got her ring size and I bought the ring for her. It would be ready in an hour. We went out in the mall and looked around at whatever interested Tamaria.

An hour later, we went to get her ring. It was ready. Tamaria was trying to be patient waiting on her explanation. We went out to the SUV and got in. She sat next to me and turned to face me.

"My daddy?"

"Yes, my love?"

"The ring?"

"What about it?"

"My daddy!"

I lifted her chin and kissed her deeply. Then I pulled the ring out of the box.

"Tamaria, my daughter, my love, this ring is a promise ring. It means that I promise to love you forever and to be yours forever. If you take it and wear it, you promise to love me and be mine forever."

"Oh, my daddy! Yes! I will gladly wear your ring forever. I am yours forever and I do love you forever!"

I slipped the ring on her finger and kissed her hand, then kissed her deeply before we headed home. She cuddled up to me all the way back and kept looking at her ring.

"My daddy, this is the only jewelry I've ever had that didn't signify my place in life."

"Well, my daughter, that ring does signify your place in life."

"It does?"

"Yes. It signifies that your place in life is by my side for life. It shows that you are loved and you are mine forever."

"That is the place I want to be forever. I love you so much, my daddy. These feelings I have now of actually having the things I was taught that I would never have and should never want are so strong that I feel like I'm so wrong for having them. Like they aren't mine to have."

"They are yours to have, Tamaria. They are for you alone. You are the property of my heart, nothing else. You are with me because you chose to be with me just as you can choose to leave if you ever wanted to."

"I chose you because you cared about me as a person. You risked your life to protect me, twice. You risk it now because of the Taliban. I choose you now and forever because you love me and I love you. I trust you with my life and my heart because I know you will never hurt me or allow anyone else to. You freely give me what I'm not allowed to have when you don't have to. I would have been yours anyway because I first chose you to be your chattel. I would have gladly been just your lover."

"I know, my daughter, but I couldn't have you that way."

"I think I knew that already, my daddy. You could have had me the first day but you didn't. You respected me as a person."

"You have no idea how much I wanted you, wanted to be with you, when I saw you naked and when I looked at you laying in the bed naked."

"I saw it in your eyes that you did, but you didn't touch me or take me when you could have. That's when I knew, when I chose you. I saw you were honorable and I could trust you completely. You have proved me right, my daddy. Now my life is perfect and complete."

"As is mine, my love."

We got home and went in. Tamaria got cleaned up and dressed in her dress. She was truly stunning in her beauty. I got cleaned up and in my dress uniform. She was impressed with it.

"My daddy, you are so handsome in your uniform."

"It's the only suit I own."

"I like seeing you in it."

"I love seeing you in that dress. It's incredible how beautiful you are!"

"Thank you, my daddy. I will be beautiful only for you."

We headed out to the SUV and on to the restaurant. I held her hand as we went in and were escorted to our table. Many heads turned as we walked by, men and women both. I was proud and jealous at the same time because of the looks Tamaria was getting. We sat down and looked at the menu. Tamaria decided on a seafood platter while I chose to have steak. The meal was delicious. After dinner, Tamaria asked about having dessert.

"Your dessert is already coming, my daughter."

"It's part of the meal?"

"Sort of."

The waiter came with a cart and put a small chocolate cake in front of her and lit a candle on it. Tamaria looked confused.

"Happy birthday, my daughter. Make a wish and blow out the candle."

She looked at me, then thought about it for a second.

"My daddy, I have nothing left to wish for. You have given me more than I could ever wish for already."

"Then blow out the candle and enjoy your birthday cake."

She did and I watched as she devoured the whole cake. Good thing it was small since she ate the whole thing.

"Oh, my daddy! That cake was so good!"

"I'm glad you liked it, honey."

She looked at me, then turned red.

"My daddy, was I supposed to cut you a piece?"

"No, Tamaria, it was all for you."

"Oh. I didn't mean to be greedy or selfish."

"You weren't. It's your birthday, your cake. That's why it was small."

"Thank you, my daddy, for everything! Now, I can't wait to celebrate your birthday!"

I finished my coffee, paid the bill, and we left to go home.

"My daddy, I do have a wish after all."

"What's that, my daughter?"

"That you will undress me when we get home so we can make love."

"Wish granted. I'd love to do that for you."

She snuggled even closer and took my hand and put it on her tit. I ran my fingers over her nipple slowly, feeling it get hard. That distracted me so I didn't see the car follow us out of the parking lot. It didn't register in my conscious mind that we were being followed. I pulled into the apartment complex and parked near the stairs. We got out and walked up the stairs hand in hand.

Just as I started to step on the top step, I dropped my keys. I leaned down to pick them up as a shot rang out. I felt the bullet go over my head. Tamaria screamed. I spun around on my heal as I pulled her behind me with one hand and drew my pistol with the other hand. I spotted the car as a second shot went wide of us where I had just been. I fired three times in rapid succession. The shooter dropped his gun out the car window as he slumped over, dead. The driver opened his door and stood up to aim his pistol. I shot first and hit him between his eyebrows. He fell backwards. There was no other movement. I rushed Tamaria inside and closed the door then ran down to the car. Both men were dead. I called the director's phone.

"Hello?"

"This is Col. Ragan, director. We were just attacked in front of our apartment."

"Was anyone hurt?"

"Only the two attackers, sir. They are dead."

"Good. I'll send a team over now."

I went back to Tamaria. She was scared and crying. I held her tight.

"It's ok, honey. They are dead."

"They scared me! How did they know where we were?"

"My fault, honey. They followed us from the restaurant. I missed it."

"But how did they know we were there?"

"I don't know, but I will find out. They didn't know where we lived or they would have waited for us here."

"Ok. That makes me feel better, a little."

I peeked out the window just as the forensics team pulled up. I went out to see them. I told them that I wanted to know who they were and how they knew where we were. They would find out and let me know. They left with their evidence and the bodies and their car. I went back inside. Tamaria had made me some coffee and was waiting for me at the table, still in her dress. I sat down and pulled her in my lap and held her close.

"They will tell me who those clowns were and how they found us as soon as they know, honey. They were Americans, not Afghanies."

"Ok, my daddy. Thank you for saving me again. They are dead?"

"Yes, both are dead. I should have spotted them tailing us sooner."

"I shouldn't have distracted you with my boobs."

"Yes, you should have. I love them and need to feel them regular."

"You really do? They are so small."

"No, they are so perfect, like the rest of you."

"Oh, my daddy. I'm glad you feel that way, but I still don't understand why."

"You don't have to understand, just know that you are."

"If you need to feel them regular, why am I still dressed?"

"I needed to know that you are ok before I did anything."

"It still amazes me that you care so much about me and how I feel."

"It shouldn't. That's all part of my complete and total love for you."

I unzipped her dress all the way down to her ass. She stood up and let it fall to the floor, then stepped out of it. I loved that she was naked under her dress. She put her hand on the table and lifted her leg up for me to remove her shoe. I did and she raised her other leg for me. Then I removed her necklace and handed it to her. She took her stuff to the bedroom as I took my uniform off. She came back in the kitchen in time to remove my pants and underwear. I picked her up in my arms and kissed her deeply, then carried her to the bed. We made very passionate love that night.

The next morning, I was up drinking coffee when she came in the kitchen. She got her juice and came to stand by me looking at her ring.

"My daddy, this looks more like an engagement ring."

"They are similar in style, Tamaria. There are two main differences."

"What are they?"

"First off, an engagement ring will have a bigger gem in it. And secondly, an engagement ring comes with a marriage proposal."

"Ok. I was just thinking."

I pulled her to me and began kissing and licking her tits. Her nipples got hard fast. She put her hands on my shoulders as mine went around her waist. I started biting her nipples and licking the tips of them.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...my daddy! I love how you make me feel when you do that!"

"I love doing this because I love your tits almost as much as I love you, my beautiful naked daughter."

I was about to run my hands over has ass and between her legs when the phone rang. It was DHS so I answered.

"Col. Ragan here."

"Yes sir. This is Paul Edwards, DHS Forensics team."

"What do you have, Mr. Edwards?"

"The two bodies were identified as known radical American Muslims. We found a printout of the Taliban's bounty on you and the girl. It appears that they were after the reward."

"Were you able to find out how they found us?"

"There was a picture of both of you in their car. We backtracked traffic cams from your apartment to the restaurant showing them following you. We backtracked from the restaurant to your drive to the restaurant. There was a stoplight at the intersection of Third and K streets that you stopped at. There is a Muslim worship center at that corner, too. That's where they followed you from."

"Good work, Mr. Edwards. Thank you and thank your team for me."

"Glad we could help, sir. We would recommend that you get a different type of vehicle to drive. The one you have is known to them."

"Ok, thank you."

I hung up then told Tamaria what I had learned. She was relieved that they didn't know where we lived. I hoped we could keep it that way, but I seriously doubted it. I didn't tell her that.

I started to go back to loving on Tamaria when the phone rang again. It was the head of the CIA's Homeland Security Office. He wanted us to come in to meet with the intel people from several of the alphabet groups this morning, as soon as we could get there. Apparently, Al Mizrahee's bodyguards had been busy.

"My daughter, we need to get ready to go to the office now. They want us there as soon as we can get there."

"Ok, my daddy. It's important, I guess."

"Yes, honey, it is. But it will help me protect you better."

"I will help all I can."

We got ready and went out to the SUV. I checked it out before we got in, just in case. We got in and headed to the DHS building. Tamaria was snuggled up close to me, her head on my arm and holding my hand with both of hers. She was scared.

"Tamaria, you can relax. We are ok."

"But they know your vehicle now."

"Yes, but it will stay at the office when we leave today. We will have something entirely different to drive when we leave."

"We will?"

"Already arranged. I'll park us in front of the building, but we will leave from the garage in the rear of the building in something else."

"I knew you would find a way to keep us safe, my daddy."

I hugged her and kissed her head. She pulled my arm around her shoulders and put my hand on her tit. I rubbed circles over her hard little nipple.

"Is my daughter horny?"

"Yes, she is. We didn't finish this morning."

"I shall be happy to remedy that as soon as we can."

"I know, but I wanted to feel you rub my boobs you seem to like so much. Is that ok?"

"My love, it is always ok!"

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...I know you like them so much, my daddy. I'm glad because you make me feel so good when you do that."

"I need to get you some different kinds of shirts."

"Why, my daddy? I like these. Don't you?"

"I do, but I was thinking of the kind that either zip or button. That way, I can do this directly on your tits instead of through your shirt."

"Oh. I think new shirts would be good, then."

We got to DHS without incident and went inside to the Director's conference room. He was already there along with a half dozen intel people with boxes full of intel photos. We came in and sat and they started showing Tamaria pictures of suspected terrorists using a slide projector. The intel people all took notes of everything Tamaria said regarding the pictures. She could only identify a couple of the people.

Then the CIA man put a new rack of pictures in the projector. The very first photo made Tamaria jerk in surprise and some fear.

"That man! He is Bazra Jafaar's second in command of all the execution squads in Afghanistan! His name is Hussein Benwadi. He is evil and loves to torture people before killing them."

"He's that high ranking in the Taliban, miss Safeer?"

"Yes. He is the number three man behind Al Mizrahee and Jafaar."

"Since I killed Jafaar, Benwadi must be number two now. He's in America now?"

"Yes. He was spotted at JFK airport yesterday. We lost him in traffic so we don't know where he went. We didn't recognize the driver who picked him up. This is him.

He flashed the next picture on the screen.

"That is Kahliel. He was Bazra Jafaar's driver."

"Then he probably is number two now."

He flashed several more pictures on the screen, but Tamaria couldn't identify them. Then he flashed a photo of an oriental man.

"I don't know his name, but he supplies Al Mizrahee with lots of money from the Chinese government."

"We know his name, but not his connection with the Taliban. How about this man?"

He flashed another picture up on the screen. Tamaria cringed.

"That is the Syrian! He runs Al Mizrahee's spy people. He is a monster! Al Mizrahee hates him, but he needs him for some reason. He is a false Muslim."

"You don't know his name?"

"No. He was only called the Syrian."

"Ok. How about this one?"

She looked at the next picture and anger flashed across her face.

"That is Alexi Karperov. He supplies the Taliban with Russian guns and bombs and rockets. Al Mizrahee only tolerates him for the weapons. He disrespects our religious laws."

"So, that's Karperov! We finally have a face to go with the name."

Tamaria viewed two dozen more photos, but didn't know any of them. The only other photo of someone she recognized was the last one.

"That is Omar Hakeem. He buys things for Al Mizrahee from a place he calls the black market. I don't know where that is. Al Mizrahee told him not to come back until he had bought them the special kind of Russian suitcases he wanted to take to San Diego from Mexico. I didn't understand that since suitcases are easy to buy all over."

"You're sure it was Russian suitcases he was to get?"

"Yes, that is what he specifically wanted, Russian suitcases bought from that black market store."

"Do you remember when this was?"

"Two months ago. Omar was mad at Karperov because he couldn't help Omar get them. He called him a coward because he was scared of Putin."

"I imagine he would be if Putin found out he was supporting the Taliban."

He flashed the picture of Karperov on the screen again.

"Miss, do you know who the other people are in this picture?"

"Yes. The short man is Ephraim, from my village. The taller man is Al Mizrahee."

"That's him? That's Mizrahee?"

"Yes, that's him."

"Miss, you're worth your weight in gold! We had these photos and no idea who they were. The State Department will forever be in your debt for your help today! This will give the President and Secretary of State the ammo they need to put the screws to the Russians and Chinese to stop their aid to the Taliban and finally put them out of business. You're an American hero, miss Safeer!"

"I am happy to help. I hate the Taliban and I'm tired of living in fear of them. I know my daddy can protect me, but I fear for his life too. I want my daddy and me to be able to live in peace."

"Rest assured that the American government will help in any way we can. But I was led to believe that your daddy was killed in Afghanistan."

"My father was, but this is my daddy."

"Col. Ragan is your daddy?"

"I chose him after my father was executed. He adopted me after I came here to America."

"Well, you are in the best hands possible. There is no one better than the Colonel in dealing with terrorists and assassins."

"I believe you. He has saved my life three times now."

"Does anyone have anything else for miss Safeer?.....No?...Well, thanks to you, we all have lots of work to do. Ok, people, let's get busy."

They got up and thanked Tamaria and left. We headed out and went to the back exit into the garage. I took us to slot four and we got in a silver F150 with dark window tinting on it. All of my stuff from the SUV had been transferred to the truck. The mechanic came over to us.

"Colonel, before you go, I need to show you a few things."

I got out and he first showed me the truck bed toolbox. It opened using a button on the key fob. Inside it was two AR15s and a dozen loaded clips for them along with two 9mm and a dozen clips for them. There was also two flash/bang smoke grenades. In the cab was a button for an overhead storage bin that folded down to reveal a loaded 9mm for the driver, with extra clips. The emergency flasher button also activated an emergency tracking system. It also alerted the FBI and DHS emergency responders. I thanked him, then we drove out the rear exit and took a different way home.

"This is our new truck, my daddy?"

"Yes, it's ours now. Like it?"

"No. I can't sit next to you now."

"I'll fix that."

I pulled the back cushion down which converted the two seats to a bench seat. Tamaria grinned and slid over next to me. I put my arm around her. She took my hand and put it on her tit.

"Now I like it, my daddy."

"Mmmmmm, me too."

I rubbed circles around her nipple. We got to the apartments. I started to go in as usual, but something told me to go around the block to the back side and park. I did. I learned early on to trust my instincts. We walked around the block to the stairs and I checked out all the vehicles parked around there for anyone that didn't belong. Everything seemed normal. We went in and Tamaria got naked before the door was secured. She took my hand and pulled me to bed. We made passionate love.

The next few days were quiet. Tamaria and I didn't even get dressed and only got out of bed for bathroom breaks and food. She was perpetually horny. She showed me a lot of her training techniques. Her mouth was awesome. She could get me hard long before I thought I would be ready to go again. Plus, she loved how I tasted.

Monday morning, we did get up and get dressed. Today was registration day at the American School for foreign students. A phone call from the White House got Tamaria admitted with no questions asked. She would be going to school with the children of foreign diplomats and the children of high ranking elected officials. It was the most secure school in America.

Tamaria got registered and tested for appropriate grade. She used an Americanized version of her name, Tammy Ragan. She started the eighth grade on Tuesday. She was so eager to go back to school.

Because we had a new vehicle and we weren't out in public much at all, we were able to avoid detection by the Taliban squads. They couldn't find us. Fox news reported that a prominent member of the Russian government had been killed in a car accident in Moscow. His name was Alexi Karperov. The same day, a report out of China said a high ranking member of the Finance Ministry was executed for treason. Tamaria was happy that they were now dead. I got a call from the Director that night informing me that the Taliban had upped the ante on us. The bounty was a million dollars apiece for our heads. They no longer wanted Tamaria back, they wanted her dead. She didn't seem bothered by this.

Their chance came from an unexpected source two days later. I took Tamaria to school as usual. I walked her up to the secure entrance along with the secret service escorts for the vice-president's daughter and another man and his son. Tamaria turned to give me my hug and kiss goodbye. She stiffened and got a look of fear in her eyes.

"Tammy, what is it?"

"That man with his son, he's Taliban! I've seen him with Al Mizrahee a lot."

I looked at the guy. He nodded at us and turned to go back to his limo. I turned to the secret service men.

"Who was that man?"

"He's the new Ambassador from Afghanistan."

I looked at Tamaria.

"Go to school. I'll handle it, honey."

"Ok, my daddy. Be careful!"

"I will. You are safe here."

She went in and I rushed back to the truck. I passed his limo on the way. It was just pulling away from the curb. I waited for it to pass before I went to the truck. I got in and called the Director.

"Hello."

"Director, this is David. Tamaria and I ran into the new Afghan Ambassador at her school this morning. She recognized him as one of Mizrahee's people."

"What?! The Ambassador is Taliban?"

"Yes sir, he is."

"Did he recognize you two?"

"I don't know, but I'd guess yes."

"I'll handle it. Be careful."

"Will do. Thank you."

I drove off and headed home, taking a different route to see if I had a tail. Either I didn't have one, or he was very good. I had a bad feeling. I passed the apartments and headed instead to a coffee shop. I stayed in there for an hour watching traffic. I saw nothing. I went to the mall from the coffee shop and bought Tamaria an ipad and some new shirts, then headed home. Still no sign of a tail.

That afternoon, I headed back to the school to pick Tamaria up. I met her at the door. She came out and hugged me. We went to the truck and got in. She scooted over next to me.

"I missed you, my daddy."

"I missed you too, honey. I'm glad you like school so much. I'm very proud of you."

"Why, my daddy? I haven't done anything special."

"Because you want to be in school learning where half of American kids don't want to go to school at all. They don't understand that it's the key to their future."

"I love learning new things, but I hate tests."

"They are just a way to prove to the teachers that you learned what they were trying to teach."

"Ok, then I won't mind them so much. I have two tomorrow."

"I bet you won't even need to study for them."

"I will for the American history test. I know my math stuff."

"Hmmm, beautiful, smart, perfect body, cooks and cleans! What more could a guy ask for?"

"Who, me?"

"Yes, you! Do you see anyone else here?"

"No, my daddy. Thank you for thinking those things of me. It's very important to me that you are happy and satisfied with me."

"My Tamaria, you have nothing to worry about there. Speaking of, there are several bags in the back seat with your name on them."

"My name? From who? Where did they come from?"

"From me, from the mall."

"Oh, thank you, my daddy! I love surprises from you!"

She reached in the back seat and got them. She opened and pulled out the ipad first. She looked at it, then at me.

"An ipad? What for, daddy? I don't watch videos."

"It's a computer, too. In notebook size."

"My very own computer? You bought me my own computer?"

"Yes, I thought you might need it for school."

"I do. I'm supposed to have one. I expected I was to use yours."

"Now you don't have to and you can take this one with you to school or what ever."

"Thank you, my daddy! I can't believe you wanted to surprise me with this."

"Check out the other bag."

She opened it and pulled the shirts out and looked at them.

"They are very pretty, my daddy, but I have plenty of clothes."

"Not like these. Look at the front of them."

She looked and saw that they had half zippers. Then she looked at me not understanding.

"Remember when I told you that you needed shirts with zippers when you ride with me?"

It dawned on her.

"My daddy! You want to play with my boobs!"

"Always, my beautiful daughter."

"Should I change into one now?"

"No, not yet. We're about to stop for dinner."

"You're taking me out to eat again, my daddy?"

"Yes, sort of. It's fast food. We're going to Sonic."

"Is it a nice restaurant?"

"It's private. We eat in the truck. They bring our order out to us."

"So it will just be you and me?"

"Yes."

"Then I will change shirts there."

I pulled in the Sonic lot and parked at a vacant spot. I rolled down the window and pulled her in my lap to see the menu. She looked and couldn't decide what she wanted. I saw a black SUV pull in and stop several stalls away from us. Something didn't feel right. Tamaria decided on what she wanted. I pushed the button and ordered for us, then rolled the window up. She started to take her shirt off.

"Tamaria, wait."

She looked at me as I pushed the button and took the 9mm Baretta out of the holder and put it in my lap.

"What is it, my daddy?"

"That black SUV. I have a bad feeling about it."

"The Taliban?"

"Yes."

She got a fearful look in her eyes. I hugged her and kissed her head.

"Don't worry, my daughter. I have a way to find out for sure."

"Ok, my daddy. I trust you."

A couple of minutes later, they brought our food. I paid and took it then started the truck and backed out and drove around the parking lot to the exit. The SUV followed us.

"Put your seat belt on honey and hang on."

She did. I pulled out in traffic and floored it, then turned right at the next corner. I sped off, but the SUV stayed on our tail. We were headed out of town now, away from traffic. They were catching up to us. We couldn't outrun them. They rammed us and I fought the steering wheel to keep us on the road.

"Tamaria, hit the button with the red triangle on it."

She did. The emergency flashers came on, but so did the emergency tracking system. Backup was alerted. The SUV moved in to ram us again. I steered away from them, weaving back and forth. They backed off and then shot at us. They missed that time. I rolled the window down and pointed the Baretta back at them and unloaded the clip at them. I saw in the mirror that their windshield was shattered, but they kept coming.

"Can you reload for me?"

"Yes, my daddy."

I handed her the pistol. She expertly ejected the empty clip and slid a fresh one in. She handed it back. I chambered the first round and emptied that clip at them, trying to take out the driver. They fired back and the rear window exploded.

"Get down, honey!"

She laid sideways in the seat. I handed her the gun and she reloaded again. I started to unload at them again, but I saw that they were trying to pass us. I weaved back and forth again to keep them behind us. They were firing wildly at us now. Their driver was good. He rammed us again and came around to pass us as I fought to regain control. I veered left and banged into them but it didn't slow them down. I decided to try something else. I grabbed the wheel tight and put my other hand on Tamaria to hold her steady, then I slammed on the brakes. The SUV flew past us.

When they were past us, I floored it and rammed them as I emptied my clip in their back window. It disintegrated. I could see the back of the driver and two of the passengers. The third passenger was slumped over, dead I hoped. Their driver floored it and the SUV started pulling away from us. I slowed down andlet them thinking they were running from us. Something flew out the passenger window and bounced on the road. A hand grenade! I slammed on the brakes and tried to turn left, off the road. The explosion lifted the right front of the truck off the road. We bounced down on a flat tire and went off the road on the other side of it. The SUV was stopping. We stopped up against the guardrail. I opened my door and got Tamaria out on my side. She was shaken but unhurt.

"Tamaria, go into the trees behind us! Hurry!"

She crouched down and ran for the trees. I opened the toolbox and got one of the 15s out and waited behind the front side of the truck. The SUV backed up to us and all three of them got out with pistols in their hands. I couldn't believe how stupid they were. I didn't wait, but stood up and unloaded on them, full automatic. They all three died where they stood. I went back to find Tamaria. She came out when I called for her and ran to me. I hugged her.

"Are they dead now, my daddy?"

"Yes, all four of them."

"Good."

We walked up to the truck and looked at it. There were bullet holes everywhere in the back and sides. I looked inside and retrieved her ipad and bag of shirts. Tamaria looked at the dead bodies.

"That was one of Al Mizrahee's bodyguards. I don't know the others."

"Probably locals."

"Where are we, my daddy?"

"West of town, probably eight or ten miles."

"That will be a long walk back for us."

"Help is on the way."

"Ok."

I went back to the truck to try and find my phone. I found it under the seat. Naturally, there was no cell phone signal out here. We sat on the guardrail to wait. I hugged her close and tight.

Fifteen minutes later, a DHS team showed up. We unloaded our stuff from the truck and they loaded it and the SUV on a trailer to take back. They put the bodies in body bags and took them. We climbed in an SUV with our stuff and they drove us home.

Before we got out at the apartment, they did a sweep of the area to make sure it was clear. I thanked them and we went inside.

"Well, honey. I guess we order pizza for dinner since our other stuff is all over the floor of the truck."

"Ok, my daddy."

"Are you ok, Tamaria?"

"Yes, my daddy. I knew you would keep me safe. I was worried about you being safe."

"I'm fine. Mad, but fine."

"Mad, my daddy?"

"Yep. They have fully pissed me off now. I wish I could personally deliver Mizrahee's boys back to him in their body bags just so I can see the look on his face before I blew it off."

"I hate them too, my daddy."

"Well, I'll order pizza. You go do your home work."

"Ok, my daddy. Is it ok if I take my clothes off?"

"Of course, but you'll have to go to the bedroom when they deliver the pizzas and when DHS brings me another vehicle."

"I will, my daddy. I know I'm only for you to see naked."

"Have I told you lately how much I love you, my daughter?"

"Yes, but you can tell me all the time, my daddy. I like hearing you say that."

"Well, I do love you with all my heart, my beautiful daughter."

"As I love you also, my daddy."

She held out her arms for me. I picked her up and held her and kissed her deeply. She held on to me. I sat down with her in my lap. She looked me in the eyes, grinning mischievously.

"My daddy, would you unbutton my shirt for me?"

"I'd be happy to, my love."

I unbuttoned her shirt slowly, pushing it open as each button was done, until her tits were fully uncovered. I leaned down and kissed each hard little nipple as I finished unbuttoning her shirt and pulled it off her. Then I picked her up and carried her to our bed and laid her down on it. I undid her pants and pulled them off her. She laid there naked, looking at me.

"You're horny again."

"Yes, my daddy. Horny for you."

I leaned down and kissed her mound. She spread her legs and I licked her clit and down her slit to her opening. She reached down and pulled her legs to her chest. I sat on the floor at the end of the bed and buried my face between her legs, licking and kissing everything.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, my daddy!"

I slipped my finger deep in her and rubbed around and in and out as I licked and bit her hard little clit. I turned my hand so I could rim her ass at the same time. She started rocking her hips and grinding her clit on my mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

She started rocking hard and let go of her legs and grabbed the blanket in her fists as she stated her orgasm.

"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

I moved to lick up all her juices. She closed her legs around my head. When her orgasm was over, she released my head and I laid down beside her and took her in my arms. We kissed deeply.

"Tamaria?"

"Yes, my daddy?"

"If you had a younger sister, would she be chattel also?"

"Yes, but not for you. You're mine and I won't share you. Why, my daddy?"

"I was just curious how that worked."

"Are you tired of me? You need another?"

"No, honey. You are all I ever want! You, and you alone! No one else, ever!"

"I'm sorry, my daddy, but you scared me when you asked that."

"You don't ever need to be scared of that, my daughter."

"I love you so much, my daddy."

"I love you completely, my daughter."

We laid there in each other's arms for a few minutes. Then, there was a knock on the door. I motioned Tamaria to be quiet as I grabbed my pants and my pistol and went to the door. It was DHS. I pulled my pants on and unlocked the door and opened it.

"I brought you your new car, Col. Ragan."

"Thank you. Which one is it?"

"The silver Charger."

"Ok, thanks."

He saluted and left. I went back to Tamaria.

"Our new ride is here."

"Ok, my daddy. I will go study while you get the pizza."

She got up and we kissed. Then she went to the table to study and I called our pizza order in. They delivered it twenty minutes later. We ate then she went back to studying. When she finished, we set up her ipad for her. She immediately loved it. Before she went to play on her computer, she tried on one of the shirts I bought for her.

"Do you like it, my daddy?"

"It's very pretty on you, but then, a trash bag would be pretty on you."

"Was that some kind of compliment?"

"It was supposed to be. What I meant was that you are so beautiful that it doesn't matter what you wear. It will be pretty on you because you make everything pretty."

"Oh. Thank you, my daddy."

"Well, come sit by me like you do in the car."

She sat and snuggled up to me. I put my arm around her, then unzipped her top and put my hand on her tit, fondling it.

"Yep, it works for me, my daughter. Do you like it?"

"I do now that I know why you bought it, my daddy. I love it when you touch me like that, and this shirt makes it a lot easier. Thank you for getting it for us."

"Got to keep my daughter happy."

"I am, my daddy. So much more than I have a right to be."

We kissed deeply then I took the shirt off her and kissed her nipples.

"Oh, my daddy! Mmmmmmmmmm...I think you want me as much as I want you and as often as I want you."

"I expect that you're right about that."

"I can learn my computer tomorrow if you want me now, my daddy."

"I do, my love. I need to taste you and feel me in you."

"Oooohhhh....I'm yours, my daddy! Take me how you want me."

I laid her back on the sofa and buried my face between her legs. I licked and sucked and teased her clit until she had an orgasm, then I moved to her vagina. She was so incredibly wet and hot and tight. I fingered her and licked her until her next orgasm. I took my finger out of her and put it in her ass as I moved my mouth to her opening to taste her juices. My finger was slick with her juices and slid in to her ass past my first knuckle. I twisted my finger in her, going deeper, past my second knuckle. Her orgasm got stronger.

"Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...my....daddy! Ooooooohhhhhhhh!"

When she calmed down, I picked her up. But, instead of heading for the bed, I held her up by her ass cheeks and sat her down on my rock hard dick as I stood there holding her. Her eyes got big and she wrapped her arms around my neck. She wrapped her legs around my waist and started riding me. I guided her and helped her keep her pace. My orgasm hit before I wanted it to, but I couldn't hold it back. I jammed my dick all the way in her and filled her womb with my sperm. She started her orgasm as mine ended. It milked me dry. When we both calmed down, I pulled her up and kissed her with intense love for her. She held me tight.

"Oh, my daddy! Another new way to make me feel so good! I love you so much, my daddy!"

"I love you so much, too, my Tamaria. Let the Taliban come for you. I will kill them all with my bare hands!"

"I believe you will, my daddy."

"I will do whatever I have to do to keep you safe. I've decided that I want you to fill our house with our children."

"Really, my daddy? I would be so honored to do that for you! I wanted that, too, but I was afraid to tell you."

"Never be afraid to tell me anything, ever, Tamaria. You are no longer chattel, remember? You're my forever love!"

"Oh, my daddy. You make me cry again with so much happiness!"

She cried and I held her. When she was finished, she wanted down for a bathroom trip to get cleaned up. When she was done, we went to bed and cuddled all night.

The next day, Tamaria aced both her tests. She was so proud of herself. I was just as proud of her, too. We celebrated with another trip to Sonic. This time, we actually got to eat our meal. She started her first period that night. The school nurse was able to get her on birth control with no questions asked. She was miserable for the next week.

The following Monday, I got a call to report to the Director's office after I dropped Tamaria off at school. He showed me the new intel reports. Ever since their first team of assassins had been killed, the other two had gone to ground. We suspected that they had gone to see Benwadi for a strategy planning session. Now, one team was active and had something planned. We didn't know what, where, or when yet. All we knew was that there were six on this team. Benwadi and the other one were still unaccounted for.

I was about to leave when a messenger came in from the DHS intel group and handed the Director a memo. He read it then looked at me.

"Well, David. We know what Benwadi is here to do. Our informant confirmed that he is to personally escort yours and miss Safeer's bodies to Afghanistan for Mizrahee to see first hand that you two are dead. The bounty on you two had gone up to one million dollars each."

"I'll be quite happy to disappoint him."

"I hope you do."

"Sir, I have an idea. How about when they try something next, you let it be known that we were killed in the attack and our bodies are being sent to the coroner for autopsy. We can lay a trap for Benwadi because he will certainly come get our bodies. Either that, or let him take two sealed body bags back to Mizrahee with GPS tracking devices inserted in them and have a SEAL team standing by to go in and take both of them out."

"I like the second idea better, David. Whose bodies can we use?"

"Mizrahee's body guards."

"I like it! He'll be pissed and dead the same day."

"Works for me, plus it should end the threat of lone wolf attacks. Tamaria and I can go into something like witness protection and disappear."

"Does that mean that you're leaving DHS service?"

"I have a daughter to raise now. I can't do it running around the world fixing problems. In an emergency, I could be available, I guess."

"I understand, and I hate to admit it, but you're probably right to do that. I'm going to assign a terrorist response team to shadow you from now on until they make their move."

He went to his desk and made a call. Five minutes later, a technician came in with a small box. He took it and called me over.

"Attach this to your belt before you leave your apartment. When they make their move, push this button. It alerts the team and they will be there within ten seconds."

"That's handy. I hope they are good at being invisible."

"They are. You will never see them unless you signal for them."

"Ok, good. I don't want to spook the Taliban boys away."

I left the Director's office and went to mine to type up my letter of resignation effective at the conclusion of the current mission. I didn't expect to be back in the office again, so I packed my personal stuff and hauled it to the car. I dropped my letter off with the Director's secretary before I left the building.

My next stop was the armory for Federal Law Officers. I stocked up on 9mm ammo, three hundred rounds worth. The clerk looked at me funny, but said nothing when he saw my authorizations page on his computer. He filled my order and I signed for it then left.

I headed for the school to pick Tamaria up. The Director was right. I knew the team was behind me, but I could never spot them. I met Tamaria coming out of the school. There was nothing out of place. I scanned the area. All the plates on the line of cars waiting on kids were diplomatic plates. I was a little suspicious of the vacant building across the street from the school. It had been gutted already and was nothing but a shell now. I knew the Secret Service kept close tabs on it.

We got in the car and headed home. She snuggled next to me. I put my arm around her shoulders and pinched her hard little nipple. She looked at me in surprise.

"How did you know, my daddy?"

"I could see how hard they were when you got in. Your shirt was tight on you. And yes, I looked."

She giggled.

"I was thinking about how I could wear the zipper shirt under my school shirt so I could have it on for you when I got in the car. Thinking about you playing with my boobs made me horny."

"It's a short drive, my daughter. I can wait until we get home and you get comfortable."

"But you can keep doing what you're doing now if you want, my daddy."

"I know and I will as long as you want me to."

"I never want you to stop, my daddy."

I pinched it again. She moaned and squirmed in the seat.

"Oh, my daddy, I wish I could wear a skirt for you so you could touch me there, too."

"I would love to do that, but you don't wear panties so a skirt is out."

"I do understand. I will be patient."

"I'll drive faster."

I sped up and swerved through traffic. We got back to the complex and I parked in the rear area. We walked to the apartment and went in. Tamaria had her shirt off and her pants on their way down by the time I closed and locked the door. She finished undressing and stepped out of her pants, then came over and started undressing me. I was already hard. She didn't help any by getting on her knees and taking my dick in her hands and licking it like a piece of candy.

I leaned down and picked her up by her ass cheeks. She wrapped her arms and legs around me as we kissed deeply and urgently. I spread her cheeks apart and sat her down on my dick and we made love standing by the door. Both of us had hard and fast orgasms.

"My daddy, take me to the bathroom please."

I walked us in there and sat her on the toilet. She grabbed my hips and pulled me to her and took my soft dick in her mouth and licked me clean as she used the bathroom. I don't know why I found that highly erotic. She finished and went to start dinner. After we ate, she did her homework. Then we cuddled on the sofa, Tamaria snuggled up in my lap. She went to sleep like that so I carried her to bed and we slept the night.

The next morning, we were running late. Both of us overslept. We raced to get ready and get Tamaria to school on time, barely making it. When I went to pick her up, she came out looking very upset. I looked at her then put my arm around her. She started crying.

"Honey, what is it? What happened?"

"I'm sorry, my daddy."

"For what?"

"I'm sorry."

That's all she would say until we were in the car. She sat by the window on her side.

"Tamaria, tell me what happened. I can't help if I don't know."

She looked at me with sad, hurt eyes.

"Hakim told everyone that I was only a chattel and should not even be allowed in a school. I wasn't a daughter, only property."

"How would he even know?"

"In Social Studies class, we had to tell the class about our family."

"And you said what?"

"When I was asked about my father and my siblings, I didn't think to lie. I told them the truth. I forgot that Hakim was Afghanie. He heard that I was the third daughter and asked me why I was in school when I was chattel by law."

"I'm sorry, Tamaria. It never occurred to me that we should have planned for something like this."

"Everyone in my class looked at me like I was a...a...I don't know what! No one would talk to me or be around me. They want nothing to do with me. I have dishonored you."

"No, you haven't. You were chattel, but you never had to live like one after you turned thirteen. You became a full daughter before anything happened. Yes, we are lovers, and will be lovers for ever. But we will be more than that in less than five years."

"What do you mean, my daddy? What happens then?"

"You become an adult in the eyes of the law. I will no longer be your daddy."

"But I want you to always be my daddy!"

"Would you rather me be your daddy, or your husband?"

"My what? Husband?"

"Yes. When you are eighteen, I can marry you if you'll have me."

"You want that for us? For real?"

"I want that. I want our children to be our children, not mine, in your eyes."

She slid over next to me and cried her eyes out. I held her until she calmed down.

"I'm sorry, Tamaria. I didn't mean to upset you."

"Upset me? I'm not upset, my daddy. I'm so happy that I didn't know what else to do."

"So, you would be ok with being my wife?"

"I would be honored above measure, my daddy. Why would you want to do this for me?"

"Because I love you that much, my daughter."

"When I'm eighteen and you ask me, I will say yes. I love you, my daddy."

"Do you think you will be able to go back to school tomorrow?"

"I will try."

"You can tell your friends the truth, or at least some of it. They can know that you are not chattel, that you are an American citizen, that your father was killed before you became his and I adopted you. They can know you are my daughter, not my chattel."

"I will tell them."

We got back to the apartment and parked in a different area and walked around towards our stairs. A truck raced up towards us. I heard it before I saw it and pulled Tamaria around behind me as I drew my pistol. The truck stopped and a hail of bullets erupted from the truck. I pulled Tamaria down on the ground behind me and returned fire. The shooters head exploded as my bullets found their target. I pushed the button on my belt. The DHS team showed up a few seconds later.

They got out and surrounded us. Once they saw the situation, two of them hurriedly escorted us in to the apartment while the others saw to handling the truck and body. The escorts stayed on the walkway as we went inside and secured the door.

"Are you ok, Tamaria?"

"I'm fine, my daddy. Are you hurt?"

"No. We're good."

"You saved my life again, my daddy."

There was a knock on the door. I peeked out, then opened it.

"Are you two ok, Colonel?"

"Yes, we're not hurt, just mad."

"Good. Forensics is on the way. They will call you when they know anything."

"Thank you, Captain."

He left and we relaxed a bit. I drank some coffee while Tamaria did her homework. Then she started dinner. The phone rang while she cooked.

"Hello?"

"Colonel, this is Edwards from forensics. Your attacker has been identified as a local man. We expect that he was after the reward. He lived a block from you in a Muslim dominant apartment complex. Definitely a lone wolf."

"Thanks, Edwards."

I hung up and told Tamaria what he said. She was relieved that it wasn't the Taliban assassins. I came up behind her in the kitchen and hugged her. She turned in my arms and we kissed deeply.

"I love you, my Tamaria."

"I love you too, my daddy, even more than I did before."

I went back to my coffee so she could finish dinner. We ate, then cuddled on the sofa. This was the first time that both of us stayed dressed in the apartment since the first day. We just held each other.

"My daddy, I decided that I really do want to have our children."

"So, does that mean that you want to become Mrs. Tamaria Ragan?"

"Yes, my daddy."

"I want that to, my Tamaria."

We went to bed and made slow, passionate love before we slept.

The next morning, I woke up early with Tamaria laying more on me than on the bed. I gently caressed her back and her ass. She stirred a little, but didn't wake up. I ran my finger down the crack of her ass lightly and rimmed her ass. She moaned a little and spread her legs apart. I licked my finger and rimmed her ass again, sticking my finger in her ass just a little. She stirred again.

"Mmmmmmmmmm....my daddy, I like that!"

"You do, huh?"

"Yes. It feels really good what you are doing. I was never taught that my butt was something that would feel good."

"I'm glad I can show you something new that you like."

"Me, too. Please don't stop yet."

She pulled her legs up and got on her knees. That spread her cheeks wide open so I went deeper in her ass, wiggling my finger in her.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...my daddy! Ooooooohhhhhhhhh...it feels so good!"

I pushed in her deeper, past my second knuckle and started moving my finger in and out of her. She started rubbing her clit on my thigh.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh...mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"

I went all the way in her ass and she started humping my leg. I pulled her up so I could lubricate my dick with her juices. Then I removed my finger and put my crown on her ass and flexed my hip to enter her. She pushed back and I slid in her, getting part of my crown in her. I backed out then pushed in again, getting most of my crown in her. She reached under her and rubbed her mound. I grabbed her cheeks and spread them wider as I pushed in deeper. My crown went in her completely. She winced in pain. I waited a bit before I went in deeper. She didn't wince, but moaned a bit.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...my daddy, you're in my butt! It feels weird, but so good!"

"I'm not hurting you, am I honey?"

"Not any more daddy, only when you first went in."

I pushed in deeper and she pushed back hard, forcing more of me in her. I started slowly pumping in her ass and she started rocking on my thigh. I went in her deeper with each stroke until I was fully in her. Her ass was so hot and so tight that I knew I would cum soon. I already felt my cum rising. I pushed in her as deep as I could go with each stoke and shortly blew my load in her ass. She pushed herself up and started riding me as I filled her ass with my sperm.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, my daddy, I feel you putting your stuff deep in me! Oooohhh...mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

She had her orgasm with my dick buried in her ass. Her muscles milked me dry. I felt her ass try to push me out as she finished her orgasm. When I got soft, my dick popped out of her ass. She laid back down on me and we kissed as I rubbed her ass cheeks. After a minute, she looked at me.

"My daddy, that felt incredible! I had no idea it would feel so good or that you even wanted me there. I want to do that again!"

"I'm happy you enjoyed it, my Tamaria. We will do it again when you want to. We can do anything that you want to, my beloved daughter."

"My daddy, I want to run away with you to a place no one can find us. I want to make love to you every day and every way!"

"I think that can be arranged, my love."

"You do? Really?"

"Uh huh."

"Oh, I can't believe how perfect my life has become because of you!"

"We were made for each other."

"I believe that with all my heart, my daddy."

We kissed deeply and held each other for a bit. Then we had to get up to get going on our day. I noticed Tamaria walking a little gingerly.

"Tamaria, I hurt you, didn't I?"

"A little, my daddy, but it's getting better already and it was worth it because of how you made me feel doing it."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, my daddy. I will be fine after I get cleaned up."

"Ok, my love."

She got cleaned up and ready for school. I took her and dropped her off with only a few minutes to spare before her classes started. I went back home and called the Director. We talked about the relocation program and I told him the kind of place we wanted. He told me that there was one available in east central Arizona that he thought would be perfect for us. He gave me the address and I looked it up online. It was perfect, based on the satellite view of the area. I called him back and asked him to set it up. He agreed to the plan.

I headed to the school when it was almost time for Tamaria to get out. I pulled up behind the Afghan Ambassador's limo and got out to go to the door where I meet Tamaria. The hairs on the back of my neck raised in warning. I looked around to see what set that off. Nothing looked out of place, except a utility service truck parked across the street. As I was looking at the truck, out of the corner of my eye I saw the Ambassador stick his head out his window and look at me. Before I could look at him, it went back in the limo. Something was up. I reached down and clicked the safety off my Baretta. Students were beginning to file out to waiting vehicles. I hurried towards the door.

I was almost there when Tamaria came out following Hakim. I went towards her as I heard the Ambassador's voice.

"Hakim, wait inside!"

Hakim stopped, saw me, and ran back towards the door. I grabbed Tamaria, wrapping my left arm around her waist and picking her up then veered to my left towards a stone pillar as I drew my Baretta with my right hand. A barrage of gunfire erupted behind me. I felt a searing pain in my upper left arm, but managed to keep hold of Tamaria. I saw Hakim fall, blood spewing from bullet holes in his back.

I got behind the pillar and Tamaria crouched down behind it before I peeked out and returned fire. I saw six gunmen crossing the street using the limo for cover. Tamaria reached up and hit the button on my belt as I fired at them. Bullets ricocheted off the stone pillar, AK 47 rounds. I fired again, taking one of them out. The DHS team arrived and deployed behind their vehicle. The assassins were trapped now, but surrender was not an option for them. Three of them opened up on the DHS team while the other two shot at us. I got on my knees and looked around the pillar. The limo window was still down and I could see two of them crouched down behind the limo. I fired three rounds in rapid succession and saw one of them fall and the other spin around. I couldn't see the other three. A second DHS team arrived from the other direction and deployed on their open side. The gunfight ended abruptly as DHS opened up. The assassins were caught in a cross fire and stood no chance. A minute later, they were all dead.

Soon after the firing stopped, I heard footsteps approaching.

"Col. Ragan, this is Capt. Estes."

"Over here, Captain."

I stood and walked out from the pillar. He saw me and walked up while I helped Tamaria to her feet. She was shaking, but unhurt. She wrapped her arms around my waist and I held her tight.

"They are all dead, Colonel. Along with the Ambassador and his driver."

"I think his son is, too."

I pointed to the boy's body in the door. Estes went to check and confirmed that he was indeed dead.

"Capt. Estes, we need to hurry up and clean the scene here of the bodies. Get all of them in body bags as soon as you can. Did the Director fill you in on the plan get Al Mizrahee and Benwadi?"

"Yes Sir, he did. We're already on it. I'm sorry you two died in the attack. We will miss you, Colonel."

Tamaria looked up at me.

"My daddy, what does he mean we died?"

"Tamaria, we are fixing to disappear. I will explain it to you later. We need to get out of here before the reporters show up."

She let go of me, then looked at her hand and arm. It was bloody.

"My daddy! You are bleeding! Were you shot?"

"I'm afraid so, honey. But it's nothing."

The Captain turned me around and looked, then got on the radio for an ambulance.

"It may be nothing, but you're bleeding a lot, Colonel."

"Hurts, too."

I sat down and leaned back against the pillar. Tamaria knelt beside me crying.

"I'm ok, Tamaria. It really is nothing."

I pulled her in my lap and held her with my right arm. The ambulance showed up a few minutes later. They got me on a stretcher and moving towards the ambulance. Tamaria walked beside me holding my hand, still crying. The EMTs got the stretcher in the back of the ambulance, but tried to block Tamaria from getting in with me. She stomped on his foot and climbed in anyway.

"Leave her alone. She stays with me."

"Sir, it's illegal for her to be in there."

"National security trumps local laws. Leave her alone."

"National security?"

"You heard the man. Now get buttoned up and get them out of here!"

"Yes Sir!"

They secured the doors and got in and drove to the medical facility at Andrews AFB.

"My daddy! You have to be ok! You can't leave me!"

"Tamaria, my daughter, I'm going to be fine. No need to worry. Remember the ambush in Afghanistan and the chopper ride back?"

"Yes."

"It's that kind of wound. Nothing serious, honey. I'm not leaving you anytime soon. We have plans. And where I go, you're going with me."

"Ok, my daddy. I believe you. It's just that there is so much blood."

"I'm healthy and have plenty. The doctors will fill me back up anyway."

"Ok, my daddy."

She held my hand all the way to Andrews. The medic put a temp bandage on my arm, then sat back and smiled at us, shaking his head.

"Sir, when I have a daughter, I hope she loves me as much as yours loves you."

"I hope so, too. She is my life. Is your wife expecting?"

"Yes sir. In about four more months."

"Congratulations and good luck. I hope you all are as happy as we are."

"Sir, was that national security stuff for real?"

"Yes. Very real."

We rode in silence the rest of the way. When we got to Andrews, they rushed us in the ER. They allowed Tamaria to stay in the room with me, thanks to the medic. The nurse cut my shirt off me and looked. She cleaned the area and the doctor patched me up.

"You are lucky, Col. Ragan. It's just a deep flesh wound, but you lost a lot of blood. I'm going to give you an IV or two while you rest here. You should be fine in a week."

"Thanks, doc."

"Judging from the scars, this isn't the first time you were shot."

"No, it wasn't, but I think this will be the last time."

"I think that's an excellent idea."

The nurse called him out of the room. He came back in a few minutes later with a funny look on his face.

"I've just been told that nine more bodies just showed up here for the morgue and that you two are to be pronounced dead from your injuries."

"That's correct, doc. We died today."

"Y'all seem in remarkably good health for corpses."

"We're all following orders, doc."

"I see."

My phone rang. I had Tamaria answer it.

"Hello?"

"Yes, this is she."

"He is here, but can't hold the phone."

"Yes, I will."

She put the phone to my ear.

"Yes sir."

"You all patched up yet, David?"

"Getting there, sir. They are refilling my blood level, then we'll be done, I think. The doctor is nodding yes."

"Good. I have a team packing all your belongings. You, your daughter, and all your stuff will be transported to Arizona tonight. The safe house is set up and ready

for you to move in. A team will meet you at Williams AFB and escort you to your retirement home. Let me know if there is anything else you need. You are being medically retired but you are still an employee of DHS so you will get your normal pay plus retirement pay."

"I assume that means you can call me back at any time."

"You know how government service is and works. But, I promise you won't get a call unless it is a matter of the utmost national security."

"Thank you, Director."

"No, thank you and miss Safeer. You have saved a lot of American lives. The President sends his thanks, also."

"It was our privilege, Sir."

"Good luck, David. Goodbye."

I nodded for Tamaria to hang up. We were left in the room alone.

"My daughter, your wish has been granted."

"My wish?"

"Yes, the one you told me this morning."

"Sorry, my daddy, I don't remember."

"You and I are going to disappear in a few hours. We are moving to Arizona where it will be just you and me and a lot of sand. I'm retired from active DHS service now and the media is reporting that you and I were killed in the attack on your school. The Taliban will hear it and call off the attacks on us now so we can live in peace. Just you and me."

"Oh, my daddy! How did you arrange all that in just one day?"

"I had a plan that the Director liked. All we had to do was wait on the assassins to attack us so we could implement it."

I explained the whole plan to her while we waited on the IV to finish. She cried with lots of happy tears. After I was released, a van took us to the transport. All our belongings were already loaded. We took off and flew to Mesa, Arizona where a team transported us and our stuff to our new home. My arm was in a sling and would be for at least a week, so Tamaria had to unpack everything for us. She was quite happy to.

The house had everything in it we would need, all paid for by the Department of Homeland Security. That included all utilities, satellite Internet, and satellite tv. And it was ours for life. The house was a three bedroom single story home with a brick fence yard and a covered patio with a pool. Tamaria loved the place instantly, thinking it was the ultimate in luxury. She especially loved the pool and the privacy. We even had a nice SUV in the garage. As soon as the team left, she got naked and helped me get that way.

When we got up the next morning, she unpacked and put away all our stuff. I helped only with my computer system since she wasn't familiar with the security set up I had to have for work. We set up our computers with the new Internet settings. Everything was lightning fast now.

When we were finished, we explored the rest of the area. The garage had a hidden armory for just in case. Next, I took her hand and we walked toward the patio. I opened the door and stepped out. Tamaria hesitated, not wanting to go outside.

"What's wrong, my daughter?"

"I'm naked. I can't go outside. Someone could see me."

"Not here, they can't. Trust me?"

"I do, my daddy."

She took my hand and edged her way outside. After she looked around, seeing the brick fence and the pool, she ventured out further on the patio. I took her to the fence and showed her how far we were from any neighbors on either side. The fence was so high that she had to get on tippy-toe to see over it.

The rear of the house was bordered by open desert with mountains in the distance that she loved seeing. She became comfortable almost immediately and even took a chance wading in the shallow end of the pool. The water was warm and she fell in love with the pool, too.

"My daddy, I've never seen such luxury before!"

"Well, it's not all that luxurious. But you can get used to it. This is all ours for the rest of our lives."

"It is? And we never have to wear clothes?"

"Yes, and yes. We don't have to get dressed again until we need to go to town to do any shopping."

She started crying again, in ultimate happiness. I hugged and held her.

"My daddy, can we make love out here?"

"Whenever you want, we can where ever you want, my daughter."

"I want to all the time everywhere for you, my daddy."

We kissed deeply, then went in to cuddle and watch the news. She giggled when she saw our pictures on the national news as victims of the latest terrorist attack. She said we looked good for dead people. After the news, we made love on the sofa, her on top.

A few days later, I got a call from the director that Al Mizrahee had executed Benwadi on the spot because of his screw up. He had eluded capture because he met the plane at the airport instead of his compound. He said that Mizrahee must still believe that we were dead because he canceled the bounty on our heads. He also told me that the Russians had arrested Omar Hakeem for trying to buy stolen suitcase bombs, the nuclear type.

Tamaria was thrilled at the news. We could now live in peace. The Taliban was not hunting us now. Their abilities to fight was severely curtailed now that their funding and arms sources had disappeared.

Tamaria was able to complete her schooling on-line. She was barely seventeen when she graduated high school. She wanted to enroll at Arizona State University, but got pregnant first. We were still making love every day, one way or another. Our love grew so much deeper. We were never apart from each other for any length

of time. That was our perfect life together. We were married before she gave birth so our children would have our name.

After our daughter was born, she started at ASU as a part-time student. It took her seven years to graduate, mainly because she got pregnant two more times before she finished her school. We had three daughters now. When our youngest was six, she got pregnant one more time. Another daughter!

We raised them as nudists. It was hard not to since we still never wore anything unless we had to go in public. Our daughters grew up knowing the love of family unconditionally. They all four married great guys and all four were virgins until their wedding night. Now, Tamaria and I have four grand-daughters, one from each daughter. Life was perfect.