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ah i'm going to mss these post it was so funny, i hope your last post is going to be great, even though it is going to be a little bit sad
These two make a good team!kav
I am going to miss this story when you finish. I still think a Mrs. Abernathy sequel may be in order. If she likes to be useful, think of the fun she'd have.
Maybe she should join the FBI 
Em
Em
Had to double check that he put on something other than just his boots! Now tea was definitely nice (can you send her by some afternoon this week?) but I am interested to hear the end (although I'm not real glad that it is the end).
Last post: I had to go back and recount the words. Surprising how many of those buggers you can hack out to get in at 5,000 even.... Thanks to all who have enjoyed the fun. 
***
The silver luxury car pulled up to the sentry post. “Greetings, Mrs. Abernathy. The General is expecting you.” He waved them through.
“Oh, my. Maybe I should be worried about you getting into trouble, Bobby.”
“Wouldn’t be the first time mi’lady.
Lance was waiting in the foyer. “Nice duds, there, Crash, but olive drab is so not your color. More like...lime green?”
Mildred nodded. “Only because the skirt was away from your handsome face.” She patted Bobby's cheek. “Is the General in?”
“Yes, ma’am. Go right in.” He followed them, Alvin close behind. Within the office stood sixteen more men, all standing roughly at ease.
The General came to greet his mother. “I should have known you’d be in this mix somewhere.”
“Really, Clayton. Can’t a woman have some fun on her day out?”
Silver brows rose in amusement. “Yes, but did it have to involve my men?”
Mildred smiled as he offered her a chair. “What was I supposed to do? A knight in need of a damsel came asking for help.”
Beside them, Bobby stood at attention. Releasing the chair, Gen. Abernathy barked, “At ease, Crash,” before returning to his desk. He stared at the Aussie a moment. “I have one thing to ask: did you get the Intel?”
“Yes, sir. Tee time: Thursday, 09:45.”
“Thank you. You don’t know how many times I have missed that particular tee off because my intelligence gatherer never returned in time.” Ice blues gazed at each man. “Right now, you think it’s funny there are pictures of Crash in drag. I concur. Quite amusing. What I don’t find so amusing, is the fact that you all missed him.”
He handed Lance a DVD, ordered him to take the squad to the media room, and note every missed detail. The men filed out, Bobby falling line. “Wait, Manning.” Once the door closed, the General gave a lazy grin. “Nice thinking. Using resources on hand.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“I never thought I’d see the day when someone would make it with the bare-naked Ladies approach.”
“Clayton!”
“Don’t let her fool you, son. She’s been amongst many of this unit’s shenanigans. Half of them don’t even realize it. You did good, Mom.”
“Thank you.”
“Now, Crash, off to chow. Debrief at 18:30.”
Bobby rose to take his leave, but the General’s voice stopped him.
“I think your work togs could be adjusted to your new color scheme.”
Biting back a grimace, he croaked “Aye, sir,” and tried to exit.
“One more thing. If you ever flash my mother again, you’ll be court-martialed. Dismissed.”
He closed the door and shook his head, knowing that he’d never live this down.
THE END
Thanks to all who have enjoyed the fun. ***
The silver luxury car pulled up to the sentry post. “Greetings, Mrs. Abernathy. The General is expecting you.” He waved them through.
“Oh, my. Maybe I should be worried about you getting into trouble, Bobby.”
“Wouldn’t be the first time mi’lady.
Lance was waiting in the foyer. “Nice duds, there, Crash, but olive drab is so not your color. More like...lime green?”
Mildred nodded. “Only because the skirt was away from your handsome face.” She patted Bobby's cheek. “Is the General in?”
“Yes, ma’am. Go right in.” He followed them, Alvin close behind. Within the office stood sixteen more men, all standing roughly at ease.
The General came to greet his mother. “I should have known you’d be in this mix somewhere.”
“Really, Clayton. Can’t a woman have some fun on her day out?”
Silver brows rose in amusement. “Yes, but did it have to involve my men?”
Mildred smiled as he offered her a chair. “What was I supposed to do? A knight in need of a damsel came asking for help.”
Beside them, Bobby stood at attention. Releasing the chair, Gen. Abernathy barked, “At ease, Crash,” before returning to his desk. He stared at the Aussie a moment. “I have one thing to ask: did you get the Intel?”
“Yes, sir. Tee time: Thursday, 09:45.”
“Thank you. You don’t know how many times I have missed that particular tee off because my intelligence gatherer never returned in time.” Ice blues gazed at each man. “Right now, you think it’s funny there are pictures of Crash in drag. I concur. Quite amusing. What I don’t find so amusing, is the fact that you all missed him.”
He handed Lance a DVD, ordered him to take the squad to the media room, and note every missed detail. The men filed out, Bobby falling line. “Wait, Manning.” Once the door closed, the General gave a lazy grin. “Nice thinking. Using resources on hand.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“I never thought I’d see the day when someone would make it with the bare-naked Ladies approach.”
“Clayton!”
“Don’t let her fool you, son. She’s been amongst many of this unit’s shenanigans. Half of them don’t even realize it. You did good, Mom.”
“Thank you.”
“Now, Crash, off to chow. Debrief at 18:30.”
Bobby rose to take his leave, but the General’s voice stopped him.
“I think your work togs could be adjusted to your new color scheme.”
Biting back a grimace, he croaked “Aye, sir,” and tried to exit.
“One more thing. If you ever flash my mother again, you’ll be court-martialed. Dismissed.”
He closed the door and shook his head, knowing that he’d never live this down.
THE END
What a great story! Thanks for writing it! I can't wait to read more from you!
Bare-naked ladies.........So that's what those ladies were listening to???Loved the story! Mildred rocks!
She can joing the team at any time!!!Jill
Wa-HOOO!!! Great job, Trece!!! So sorry to see this one end.
this was great, i laughed my butt off
wonderful, Trece!! thank you for the laughter! and the adorable Bobby pictures I now have in my mind...
QUOTE(bell @ Sep 11 2006, 01:06 PM)
wonderful, Trece!! thank you for the laughter! and the adorable Bobby pictures I now have in my mind... Ditto, what mental pictures!!!
Great posts, but I'm sorry to see it end!!
Jen
So funny!Great job!
Em
I laughed from beginning to end, and loved every minute of it!!!
Thanks for sharing!!!
Joy
Thanks for sharing!!!
Joy
too cute....great piece
Absolutley wonderful story!
thanks,
Terie
thanks,
Terie
Bare Naked Ladies - but aren't they all guys? Which of course fits into the story even better! Fabulous and I think the military should seriously consider lime green or at least adding some sort of bright color to go along with that olive! A pink sweater would be nice...black heels...
bare naked Ladies approach!!!! Thanks for the Canadian content!!! YOu have to do something more with those innocent old ladies, you know that???kav
GREAT story, Trecebo! Very creative!
Thank you for providing a story that made me laugh and laugh. Great visual images, too. 
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