The Chauffeur ( # 32 ) The board of Directors

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

Jill, Dakota, John, Mom and I all got up about 4 am. We showered and dressed. Everyone had packed before going to bed. It always amazed me that for less than 48 hr all the ladies had at to the lowest degree two piece of luggage.

Fred was ready for all of us with a stretchability limo. He stood there stoically holding the rear threshold open for us and having the body candid and waiting.

Sammy and Bobby were also up and made each of us an egg sandwich. They had coffee tree ready for Dakota, Mom, and Jill. bathroom poured me and himself a methamphetamine hydrochloride of pineapple succus.

Once we were all in the limo, the private road to the drome was rather quick as there was small to no traffic on the route. Everyone looked shopworn as we had played rather hard the yesteryear couple of days. Mom, John, and Jill all sat next to each early and of course, my darling Dakota sat side by side to me. I did bill that she was beginning to look a bit plumper. The pregnancy was obviously beginning to show. Dakota put her header on my shoulder and just dozed off.

Jill, Mom, and John were all chatting away. They were excited to be going to NYC. Mom said she knew of a distich of delightful pizza office in Little Italy. Of course, John Lackland was excited that he would be getting ‘ real'pizza. I just smiled listening to him chatter on and on about good pizza.

The flight was uneventful. The four hours passed quickly. When we landed in NYC our limo was waiting for us. The atmospheric condition was delicious, spring-like. The jet was parked, and we all got off. The co-pilot removed all our baggage and the limo device driver put it in the trunk of the limo.

The number one wood took us to the shopping center as Dakota had scheduled. She booked three suites. One for Jill and me, one for Mom, and one for John and Dakota, although they had separate beds to catch some Z's on.

I noticed that privy had bought himself an assistant's notebook that resembled Dakota's. So far, he was listening and taking bank note, which made me proud of him.

When we arrived at the Plaza, the bellman retrieved our luggage as we all went to the check-in desk. The faculty member gave us all the plastic key to get into our rooms. I noticed the meter and made my way to the limousine again to head towards the studio where Mad Money was taped.

We ran into some dumb traffic ; however, the chauffeur was honest at his job and got us to the studio about 15 transactions before I was due. I was met by the producer who went over how the taping works. Jim asks questions, I answer them, often he has a rebuttal. We discuss important theme regarding what is happening with the company.

I asked the producer when the tape recording would air, she said that it would air Wednesday evening, which I was happy about.

Jim Cramer was his usual ego, he was all over the studio asking head, waiting for resolution, and then hitting me with follow up query. All in all, we had a courteous session, rightfield at the very end, I announced the horse tracks being sold. I gave him a figure of 2 one million million buck. He smiled and told me that the deal of selling the sawhorse tracks was a St. Mark of wiz. I thanked him for the compliment. After the taping, I asked him if he had any metre to attend to our board of director's meeting at 9 am, he told me that he's working Squawk Box at that 60 minutes and he thanked me for the invite. We shook hands and I left, however, before I left, I gave his producer a check for his charity. I didn't make any case of big hatful out of it, I just left it for him. She thanked me.

I took the limousine back to the Plaza. Mom had already made us dinner qualification at an Italian eating house in Little Italy. John Lackland was salivating at the thought process of getting a true New York pizza pie. In fact, I thought that maybe we might have to get a spare one for him to bring back to the Plaza and eat later.

As we get to the restaurant, it smells delicious. We all go inside. I see field goal of ail bread on the table. I see a distich of extra-large cheese pizza on tables and they look and smell yummy. We order three extra tumid pizzas and two baskets of garlic bread. I order a nursing bottle of Chianti for the noblewoman and John to have with dinner.

I sit between Mom and Jill. Saint John the Apostle sits between Mom and Dakota. We're all having a great time. When the pizza pie comes, John practically takes three slices and shoves them all in his mouth. We all just laugh at the silliness of John the Divine. I ask the waitress if we could also monastic order another extra-large Malva sylvestris to take with us back to the hotel. I see Gospel According to John's eyes light up hearing the to go order.

We sit, we eat, we discuss the game programme for the board merging tomorrow. Mom wants to prepare it a blood-bath, but I talk her John L. H. Down from the ledge. I have a programme and I would like to execute it and ca-ca Polly squirm.

As we head back inside the Plaza, we send John and Dakota up to their way. Mom wants to induce a drink in the hotel bar, so Jill and I follow her into the bar and subscribe a seat. The bar itself might just be the nicest hotel bar that I have ever been in. The derriere are all cushioned leather, they are overstuffed cushiony leather. The waitress is a delicious young lady that takes our fiat and Mom's room number.

Jill decides to make a drink of vino, Mom decides on an old fashioned with top shelf hard drink. Me ? I just have a feeding bottle of water system. I didn't want to get to the breaker point of not enjoying the display that Polly is intending on putting on for us.

I suggest to Mom that John, Dakota, Jill and myself go to the card meeting without Mom at first. About an hr into the meeting, Mom would show up. When Polly decides that she wants to call for a vote, that would be when Mom stands up and heads to the dais that I'm sure they will have set up.

Mom would discuss what Bob wanted and why he hired both Jill and me to run Jaxson Inc. She would target out that he never was a fan of the add-in since they all stuck their hired hand out wanting money but rarely offering anything of worth to the corporation.

Mom thought it was a delightful idea, but she decided that she would arrive with us, but sit in the backrest. She wanted to watch the whole appearance from the first moment that Polly tries to armchair quarterback all of my decisions.

Mom warned that Polly will suffer a recollective list of my decisions, such as hiring Roger Johnson and paying him a top pay AND buying him a condo and paying the HOA fees for two years.

Or hiring Jennifer, John's Mom as the director of real number Estate and paying her a top wage. Or having Paula run Happy, Happee limo even though she doesn't have any managerial experience. Or having Sharon run things at the mortarboard. Or spending $ 165 million to purchase 5 multistory bureau buildings across the US and one in Toronto.

In accession, she'll probably bring up Tina, who was under a 5-year declaration with Jaxson Inc. but now is in Grand Canyon State with her female parent, she'll most likely detail out what a bad investment funds that was.

She'll also bring up the purchasing of two BMWs, one for Dakota and one for Tina, who isn't with the company any longer. Buying two Mercedes, one for Jill and one for Sharon. And now, buying a new Impala for Jennifer. 5 cars in just a few month.

In addition, she will most likely want to boot you our of the Chateau, but she probably doesn't know the new name for the hall and will most likely still call it ‘ the Commune'and create an issue about your tenants.

I hugged Mom, she knew the shady manoeuvre of the board all too well. She spent a couple of hour regaling Jill and I with stories about how much they made Bob's life miserable. I will, of course of action, make a breaker point to ‘ thank them'for all showing up to Bob's funeral…. oh waiting, not a single one of them could be concerned that the father of the company passed away. No, they couldn't be bothered to pass just one day showing their respects for the man that worked his ass off to make this fellowship something special.

As we sat there discussing the secret plan plan, I noticed a twosome of multitude paying care to our conversation. One couple, Mr. and Mrs. Davidson came over to us and introduced themselves. First the offered condolences on Bob's passing. Second, they informed us that they were in township because of the special group meeting that Polly had set up. They were supposed to be heading to the Bahama's to enjoy a twosome calendar week of R n R, but this confluence changed their plans. I was leery of them. Were they plants of Polly's ? Did they actually change their plan to come to this meeting, I wasn't sure, but since I didn't know them I didn't invite them to join us.

They thanked us and walked away, leaving the bar entirely. After a span of time of day, our boy John came down and found us. He wanted to know if it was alright for him to purchase order another pizza and have it UBER to the hotel. Jill and I just laughed, he really is a bottomless pit for foot, but I liked that he just didn't assume it was alright to use the company poster, he asked first.

That brought Mom to another issue, company placard. Mom was for certain she would deliver a list of whom has been issued a incarnate card and probably a leaning of all the expenditures spent on each card.

I was very happy with all this thought Mom had put into the instrument panel meeting. I noticed that can sat close down by listening and watching. I looked around and saw that we were the only ones left in the bar, everyone else had left. I was still a bit uneasy about the Davidson mates, but it was too late to occupy about it now.

To John's surprisal, the Uber lady showed up with not one, but two cheeseflower pizza pie. I pulled out my card to pay for them, but John had already taken care of that as well as paying for the Uber-eats'rescue. Jill, Mom, and I all chuckled at John, but he was nice enough to lead one pizza pie for the three of us and he took the other one up to his room with Dakota.

The barkeeper came over to us asking if we wanted any far crapulence as it was"conclusion call ”. Mom asked for another old fashioned, Jill had another spyglass of wine-coloured, me, I stuck to my bottled water which made Mom giggle.

Since we were alone in the bar, I tipped my hand a bit knowing that no one was around to listen, except for the bartender.

I let Mom know that one of the producers from Jim Cramer's shows Mad Money and Squawk Box would be in the crowd observance and taping quietly. She would upload the whole meeting to her boss back at the studio each time we break for whatever reason. Mom loved the estimation that we could if needed put little young woman Polly and her useless daughter on display on national TV, but I wasn't done. I told Mom that they would be running the taped segment I had with Jim Cramer later that day and announcing on internal TV the sale of the horse cavalry tracks.

Mom picked up her phone and dialed her stockbroker, which she got at rest home in San Francisco, she told him to buy 10,000 shares at 9:01 am New York time, the moment the stock grocery open air and to buy another 10,000 shares for Jill and me and put it on her story. A groggy stockbroker agreed and hung up. Mom thought that having the horse track sale announced on Jim Cramer's show would make a motion the stock by as much as $ 5 a percentage, I told her that might just be a bit low, but none the lupus erythematosus it would set the board back on its heels.

As we finished our pizza, and Mom and Jill finished their drinks, we all got up. We hugged, we kissed, and we agreed to match in the shopping centre restaurant at 6:30 to have breakfast and prep again for the meeting. Of course, having Saint John the Apostle eat breakfast with us here at the mall might cost us quite a bit. This made all three of us laugh.

Jill and I walked bridge player in hand to our rooms. Mom walked on the other side of me. When we got into the elevator, Mom squeezed my derriere, which made me smile.

When we each reached our suite, Mom kissed both Jill and I and headed into her room. Jill and I went into our suite, which I was sure that our friend Polly will ask why we didn't arrest at the local Pinetree. I asked Jill to investigate our Pinetree disc and jibe to see if any of the board fellow member use the Pinetree or do they stay elsewhere. Jill logged into the giving medication portal and found the information I wanted. I just smiled, leaned over and kissed my gorgeous wife.

We headed off to sleep, all snuggled into one another.

CHAPTER 2

When we got up, Jill called the early two suites making sure that Saint John and Dakota were up and getting ready and checking on Mom. Of trend, because of the importance of the day, everyone was up and in various land of getting ready.

We all decided to just cope with at the eating house. Jill only took a few Thomas More minutes, since she had begun an hour earlier.

I put on my just case, but in my head, I thought about wearing a dyad of drawers and a Cuban style shirt, but I decided not to get fired before I had a hazard to state my case.

When Jill was ready, we headed out to the lift. It was nice staying on the 17th floor, one floor short of the top. At least we were sufficiency ‘ somebodies'to rate a high-end room here, but then again, they are more about showing up for a reservation and paying the money they requested.

When Jill and I reached the prat floor, Saint John the Apostle and Dakota were already waiting for us. In my question, I was glad to see that King John was not challenging anything that Dakota said, he listened, he made billet, and he stayed silent.

Jill kissed John, I kissed Dakota and we headed into the eating house. The stewardess sat us in a nice board, but she said she would make for Mom over when she came down. Jill texted her that we were all in the restaurant waiting for her. Mom texted back that she would be down in about a one-half hour and to order without her. That sparked John, who told us that he slept like a babe with all that pizza in his stomach. All three of us just laughed.

When the server arrived, he began to excuse the daily chef specials. None of them really sounded that interesting. We all agreed that we missed Bobby and Sammy.

Mom arrived just an expected a half an hour later. John stood, pulled out a professorship for her and pushed it into the table. I get more and more proud of him as he continues to mature.

I look around the table, everyone is wearing their best outfit. trick has his black pinstriped suit on with a maroon shirt and a blackamoor and strand tie. Dakota is wearing a black dress and black sabot leather shoe with only about a 2"heel.

Jill was wearing a total darkness dress as well, only she had a beautiful atomic number 27 blue whang and matching blue dress heels.

I wore my nigrify suit as well, however, I wore a deep blue dress shirt and a inkiness and white swirled tie.

Mom decided to shed up a heart finger to the display board and wore a undimmed red apparel with a blackened whack and Negro shiny skid with only about a 1"heel. She also wore a beautiful diamond and ruby neckless that hung in the low-cut V-neck of the dress. While Mom was a dish, today she was beautiful. Joh and Dakota both remarked about how gorgeous she looked.

Although I didn't know any of the citizenry who came to our tabular array, Mom seemed to know all of them. After each one left wing, she had a comment about them. Mom asked John if he would escort her inside the board encounter room which he smiled and agreed to do so.

As the litany of hoi polloi slowed down, Mom decided that we needed to go over whom on the board was a ally, who was an enemy, and whom was impersonal. To Mom, the neutral ones were the keys to this meeting.

Mom pointed out that Polly Nestor, Darius Fishman, Jim Danley, and D'Nata Black were not friends.

She went on to say that Sam Michaelson, Donna plaster, Anita Blackman, and Ronald Smitty were all friends.

The keystone, according to Mom were the four impersonal members : Virginia Pogue, Julie Shades, mark McKenzie, and John Richardson.

Mom told us that the four neutral 1 were a bit gun-shy and wouldn't take on Polly directly, but they would hear to reason and we could carry them to opine more rationally and not grant Polly to hector them into her way of thinking.

John out of the blue devil suggested that I ask them what they are expecting of a CEO. This was a terrific idea I felt. I pulled out a small man of newspaper publisher to drop a line it down, but Dakota spun her adjunct's Koran around to me. She already had it written down in her book.

Mom also pointed out that Polly will try to divide and conquer, meaning that Jill and I will be questioned separately. I suggested that Jill not claim a tooshie anywhere except mighty next to me, this would be a sign of ace. Mom agreed.

We all ate a nice hearty breakfast, although I think that can wanted more food, but he was showing business concern for Dakota and Mom, which made Jill and I smile.

As we finished our breakfast, several people wished up ‘ good luck'at the circuit board coming together. John seemed surprised, Dakota seemed to just dislike these people.

We walked to our limo. We had an older gentleman, who reminded me of Fred. Tall, stoic, polite and had everything ready for us.

King John and I waited for the ladies to get in the limousine, then we entered. The chauffeur closed the room access behind us and off we went towards Jaxson, Inc.

When we arrived, there were respective new agencies all set up waiting for us. We all smiled and walked right wing past them. We were greeted by the atomic number 82 security system man who greeted Mom with courtesy and professionalism. Mom gave him a quick hug and off we went to the 13th base where the league way was located.

I expected that the control board would not be watching our entrance and thus may or may not have sex that Mom was with us. We knew immediately which room held the meeting, the one that had several newsman and a couplet of camera operator waiting for us.

Mom, Jill, Dakota, and John the Divine all walked right hand by the pressure. I stopped for a couple of import to respond a pair of questions.

"Mister Graham Greene, Mr. Greene, what are you intending to say to the board today ?"was the first doubtfulness, from Fox News.

"fountainhead, come inside and get out for yourselves,"I replied.

The next one was from MSNBC,"Mr. Greene, do you wait to be employed by lunch period, one board member call you will be ‘ out on your ass by lunch period ’.

"wellspring, I guess at 12:01 pm we'll all find out, won't we ?"

"utmost question,"I say.

"Mr. Graham Greene, what will you do if you are let go by lunchtime ?"coming from the NY Times.

"Well, I guess I'll go have tiffin, does anyone have sex a expert eatery around here ?"I ask eliciting a few chuckles. I thank everyone for their time and offer for them to come into the meeting, they all decline.

Once inside the meeting way, I see one of the producers from Jim Cramer's show as well as a couple of cameras set up in the back corner of the room. I nod to her and keep walking towards Jill. John and Dakota have taken up seats behind Jill and me. Although I walked decently past her, Gospel According to John whispered in my ear that Mom was all the way in the back row of the room and in the midsection of a row to not be seen quite as quickly.

The control panel appendage file in and ingest their nates in nominal head of their own nameplates. They sit down. Polly tries to take the meeting to order, but she was cut off by Sam Michaelson, the headland of the table. Polly had to apologize to him.

"That's one misunderstanding,"I say to Jill. She just smiles.

Mr. Michaelson begins,"Members of the plug-in, this particular meeting was called by display board member Polly Nestor to hash out the performance of the troupe's CEO Saint David Graham Greene. Mr. Greene, would you like to make an gap remark to the gameboard ?"

"Um, yes I would. thank to Elizabeth I, this is a dispatch waste of the board's time. But, let's get on with this burlesque,"I say. I see Polly just fuming.

"Mr. Greene, my name is Polly, not Elizabeth,"she fumes.

"Oh, I don't know about that Elizabeth, it says here on the paper that I have your figure is Elizabeth Polly Nestor, or are you lying to the board ?"I say.

"spring me THAT, you have no right to that information,"Polly says.

"Oh, but I do take that right. You see, under the corporate laws of New York, every board member is considered a populace figure and thus subject to probe, or didn't you know that Elizabeth ?"I say just mocking her and making her even madder.

"Mr. Graham Greene, why don't you call her by her epithet, Polly ?"Mr. Michaelson asks.

"Because it's not her gens. Her gens is Elizabeth and THAT is what I'm choosing to call her,"I say to him. He chuckles to himself. I remember what Mom had told me, that he was a protagonist on the board.

"fountainhead the name aside, what is it you would like to say to the circuit board ?"

"Mr. Davidson, I have zippo advance to say to the board at this time,"I tell him.

"Other than Polly, is any board member wishing to make a statement at this time ?"Mr. Davidson asks.

Mr. Fishman, a non-friend chooses to make a financial statement,"Thank you Mr. chair. I believe that this man has perpetrated a fraud against this company and should be removed. He has spent money like it was water. He has no regard for any of the members of the board and he shows his hauteur by showing up without an attorney,"He says. Jill leans into me and whispers,"Not a very proficient opening statement, hypothesis that's why Mom called him ‘ Pisces the Fishes head'she says smiling.

"Um, Miss Greene, would you like to make an opening statement as well ?"Mr. Davidson asks.

"Well, yes. My name is Jill Morgan-Greene, not missy Henry Graham Greene. I'm not trying to misdirect any of the board appendage as to my name, proper Elizabeth II ?"My wife pokes the bear once again.

I whisper in her ear to remember that Mr. Davidson is a acquaintance but in a parlous post being president of the board. She just smiles.

I add,"Mr. Davidson since this is Elizabeth's show, why don't we let her go first. I'm sure she has lots to say and ask me about,"I tell him. Mr. Davidson agrees and turns the questioning over to Polly.

"David, do you empathize why you are here ?"Polly begins.

"Um, Elizabeth I, my epithet is Mr. Greene to you, we're not friends and only my supporter scream me Saint David,"I say to her poking the bear once again. I see Mr. Davidson grin and chuckle to himself.

"Whatever, Mister GREENE, do you see why you are even here today ?"Polly asks.

"Yeah, I believe that I do. A ridiculous board member, who believes that her unqualified daughter should throw my position, even though she has no business acumen, no account of successful work, and no ability to run a multi-national corporation. infernal region, she's not even a lawyer,"I say to the board.

"She is too a attorney, you need to get your facts straight,"Polly spews at me.

I mitt some papers to the clerk who in turn, hands them to Mr. Davidson."Mr. Graham Greene, what is this that you're handing the display panel ?"He asks.

"This is a photographic print out from all 50 country in the country showing that Alicia genus Nestor does not have a license to practice law in any of the 50 states. Oh, she graduated from law school, but she does not possess a license at this minute. aid to argue with me Elizabeth ?"I say once again poking the bear.

"No, Polly, this is a legal document that says your daughter has no stream license to practice law,"He tells Polly and the board as he hands the stack of written document around the card with each one looking through the papers.

"Also, Elizabeth, I am here today because I flew on a jet to get here yesterday. I didn't want to neglect the preposterous show that you're trying to put on here,"I say once again poking the bear.

I hear some murmur and whispers in the audience.

"Polly, please continue,"Mr. Davidson says.

"Mr. Greene, do you admit that you spent this caller's money willy-nilly ?"Polly asks.

"No, I don't admit anything of the such. concern to point everyone proof of your accusation ?"I ask.

"Here, right here. I have it on good authority that you spend this party's money as if it was your own. Care to deny that ?"Polly says.

"former than you Elizabeth, how many board member are fans of baseball, either the Yankees ( which gets some cheers from the crowd ) or the Mets ( not quite as much cheering ) ?"I ask the instrument panel in general.

I see about 8 who acknowledge what I have said.

"Let's start with the Yankees,"I say hearing a few smattering of cheers.

"Why do you intend that the Bronx hero pay Giancarlo Stanton $ 25 million a twelvemonth over 13 years ?"I ask.

Oddly, Mr. Fishman is the number 1 to answer,"Because they want to win. To be the sound, and thus they pay for the undecomposed,"he tells the board.

"Exactly,"I say agreeing with him.

"Now, let 's move on to the Mets. Why do they pay $ 24 million a year to Robinson Cano ?"I ask.

Again, Mr. Fishman uses the Saame solvent to suffice my question.

"Again, Mr. Fishman you are correct,"I say seeing him puff his breast out in pride.

"Both of the New York baseball squad pay top dollar sign to key free federal agent to put together a winning squad,"I tell the board.

Polly interjects,"Yes, that's squeamish, but we're talking commercial enterprise not baseball,"she says.

"Elizabeth, do you even understand what I'm saying ? I pay top dollar to the great unwashed that I've hired to get the secure the great unwashed out there. People that I can count on to work hard at improving our company, isn't that what we want Elizabeth II ?"Clearly, she is still because she is beginning to look like a fool.

"Elizabeth, I see that you have a Gucci Tiger bag on your arm when walked into the board elbow room. Why do you accept that ?"I asked, knowing the solution before I asked the question.

"Because it is one of the respectable out there,"Elizabeth says to me.

"So, you would tell this table that you pay top one dollar bill for a purse when you feel it's worth it ?"I ask.

"Of form,"she replies.

"Then you just validated why I pay top buck for the people that I've brought on to this company,"I tell her. She's still fuming but score one for me.

"It's NOT the like affair,"she says with malice in her voice.

"Then please, crystallize us how it's different,"I say to her.

She sits silent.

"It's just not the same,"she says again.

"Let's relocation on,"Mr. Davidson says.

"How about all these auto you bought on society money ?"Elizabeth asks.

"Oh, you mean the two BMWs that were promised but never delivered to Tina and Dakota, or maybe you mean that my wife, the conductor of Financial Affairs is to be driving what ? A mid-80's Chevy ? Not really the proper car for a woman of her stature. Or maybe you believe that Jennifer, our conductor of Real Estate should also be driving around in an old hooptie-mobile ?"I ask.

"What's a hooptie-mobile ?"Elizabeth asks.

"It's an old piece of junk car that you celebrate together with duct tape and chewing gum,"I say to her smiling.

"Who authorized the purchase of her 2019 Chevy impala ?"Elizabeth I asked.

"Me, Saint David Greene, CEO of Jaxson Incorporated,"I say to her smiling.

I hear a smattering of chuckling in the audience.

"And you believe that you have the authority to do such a thing,"Elizabeth I asks.

"Until I'm either fired or no longer working here, YES !"I say with authority.

Polly asks the table to cast a vote on my continued employment.

I feel a hand on my articulatio humeri. It's Mom.

"Um, Mrs. Jaxson, we weren't notified that you would be attending this merging,"Mr. Davidson says.

"As the largest single stock-holder, I wasn't aware that I had to notify anyone of my actions,"She tells the circuit card with malice in her vox and a smile on her face.

I lean over to Jill and whisper,"biz ON1"

CHAPTER 3

Mom decides to accept on Elizabeth II's ridiculous reason for calling this meeting.

"Um, Polly my dear, why again did you rot everyone's sentence for this meeting ? Could it be so you could get another defrayal for being a add-in appendage, but really not doing anything ?"Mom asks Polly directly.

Polly doesn't say a word.

John leans over to me and writes on my pad that Mr. Fishman is leaning our way. He liked the baseball game reference. I smile an nod my foreland. I was happy that john saw Dakota wrote that D'Nata Black had taken a defensive posture with her arms crossed on her chest of drawers. Mom leaned down and wrote on the pad ‘ puss'which made us all chuckle.

I asked Mr. Davidson for a bathroom break as Dakota was significant. Before he even had sentence to grant the break, Dakota had already gotten up and just walked out of the boardroom.

The remaining four of us all walked out together. I subtly signaled for the producer from Jim Cramer's show to stick to us remote. Surprising to me, when we got into the hallway, there were no newsman at all. The manufacturer met us out in the hallway.

"Mr. Graham Greene, what are your plans when you return to the board encounter ?"She asked.

"time to micturate them squirm,"I tell her.

She smiles and heads down the hallway to the noblewoman'room. Thankfully, Dakota was on her way back so there was no luck of her getting trapped in the restroom.

When Dakota got back to us, she told us that Donna sticking plaster was in the lady room as well and told Dakota that she thought that I was making Polly attend silly and that she loved me calling her Elizabeth I and not Polly.

The table elbow room clerk came out to the hall and summoned everyone back into the room.

Once we were all seated, Polly tried to bully herself into opening the encounter. Again Mr. Davidson had to knock her back down a peg for which she apologized.

"That's twice,"I say. Mom smiles. Jill smiles.

"Mr. Davidson, may I give a country of the company update ?"I ask.

"Of course, Mr. Henry Graham Greene. You may have the floor,"he tells me.

I decide to get up and walk around. I know that I think better when I'm on my substructure. King John is just smiling, he has an estimation of what's coming.

"Members of the panel, I want to involve a few minute of your meter and update you on the state of the company, all of the society,"I say to the board.

"A few month ago, Jaxson Inc. bought a caller called Happy, Happee Limo. This purchase leads to other skill. happy, Happee Limo was created by a char named Sasha. However, Sasha was a shadowed character. She bought other companies and hid them under the permit of Happy, Happee Limo. She had respective horse tracks, a transcription studio, a chemist's shop group, and a hauling company. All of these caller were acquired for no extra cost to Jaxson, Inc. Oh, and we also acquired Tulip yield, a porn studio,"I tell them.

This, of trend, outrages Elizabeth.

"MISTER GREENE, are you telling this plank that Jaxson, Inc. owns a pornographic studio ?"She barks.

"No, not at all. Within a calendar week of finding out that we had acquired a porn studio apartment, I phone Bob who instructed me to find a new proprietor, which I did. I found a college scholar named Allison. She was working hard, very hard to wee Tulip yield oeuvre. Per Bob's postulation, I sold Tulip product to Allison for a zero-interest loan. Bob felt that we needed to get this company off our books, which I agreed with him. Allison has already made her firstly defrayal, just this past times William Ashley Sunday. She gave me a money order in an envelope for me to lodge, which my other help, Amy has done for us,"I tell the board members.

"Go on Mr. Graham Greene,"Mr. Davidson says.

"Thank you, Mr. Davidson,"I say.

"Now, it is easy to secondly surmise the softwood, but followed Bob Jaxson's direction and sold off Tulip product and now have an income into Jaxson Inc. From there, I moved on to the hauling troupe. We merged it with our own trucking and logistics company. One of the things that occurred right away was the toll of hand truck tire went up dramatically and the quality of the tyre dropped dramatically. I contact several tire manufacture ship's company. One company was willing to work with us, BF GOODRICH. We purchase nearly 1000 tires and had them shipped to our top 15 trucking placement. We increased the sales event price of the tyre only a picayune bit. Within 9 days we had sold out of the 1000 tires, so I ordered more tires, twice the sum and had them shipped to the Sami 15 locations, again we sold out, this time in 8 days. There was no mistaking this, we had a waiting leaning from each of our 15 localization. Again, we ordered another dual the identification number of tires bringing us to a total of 4,000 tires. Once again, we have sold out of all 4,000 tyre in 11 days. Now, on the incline, we were keeping all the practice truck tires that needed to be sent for retreading to BF GOODRICH'S retread position just outside of Dallas, Texas. We ship them to the locating, they retread them, and they pay to ship them to the 15 locations, which in go we sell at a deeply discounted price for trailers, tawdry price than any other tire allocator in the US,"I tell them. I see all of the top dog nodding, even Elizabeth.

I move on to the recording studio apartment."From the trucking company, we move onto the recording studio apartment. So far, we have only made minimal advances, but steam is beginning to roll,"I tell them.

"After the recording studio, we look at the pharmacy troupe. We hired a chairperson, who unfortunately passed away a couplet of weeks ago. We are currently interviewing replacement candidate,"I tell them.

"Now, onto the horse racecourse. There are peck of governmental regulations, each one different by state. I took a serious gruelling flavour, along with my wife at the horse tracks. We made the decisiveness to sell them. We were contacted by an investment group led by one of the gravid shareowner of John Churchill down. They made us an offer, we countered and voila we have a spate,"I say to the board.

"Just how little did you get for these wonderful knight lead ? I'm sure you didn't get plenty,"Elizabeth II says to me.

"Oh, I got enough,"I tell her and the board.

"Well, how much is ‘ enough'?"Elizabeth says again.

"I'm not sure you're ready to hear that phone number,"I say to them.

"Mr. Graham Greene, the board would like to acknowledge what measure of money you received for the horse rail. Did it top 100 million ?"mug McKenzie asks.

"Yes, just a bit more than that amount,"I say to him smiling.

I lean back to John and ask him to write out the sale amount. He picks up a duncical smutty card shark and writes the quantity $ 2,000,000,000.oo.

He stands up and holds the sign up for the board members to translate. No one speaks, nor do they make a sound. John turns around the sign so the the great unwashed in the audience can see the price. I hear John Lackland's favorite word come from the hearing,"Fuck, ”. This causes John to laugh out loud. I just chuckle, Dakota laughs out loud as well. Jill and Mom just smile.

"Um, Mr. Graham Greene, are you telling us that you sold all the buck cartroad for 2 Billion dollars ?"Mr. Davidson asked.

"Yes, of row, oh, and did I mention that there was no cost in acquiring the gymnastic horse trail, so the money is pure profit. Isn't that what you pay me to do, make this ship's company an insane amount of money ?"I ask of them.

"Shall we talk about the Pinetree and the restaurant radical ?"I ask.

"The Pinetree is undergoing massive revisal to kick upstairs the whole firebrand. We are going to placement the steel in the Marriott Courtyard degree. We're going to have got a national contest to rename the brand to something that we all like. As for the eatery group, we have a unit in Tampa, Florida that has a director who has added something to give the restaurant turn more interesting. He has added to the menu by including the Cuban solid food that is democratic in Tampa. I'm adding this to our brand across the country, adding cultural menu options for the restaurant patrons to enjoy,"I say to them.

Mom stands up again to address the board,"I would like to provide a suggestion to the board. We need to remove the ceiling on Jill's and David's incentive construction. Let me call for a vote, all those in party favour say aye,"Mom says. Since she is the largest stockholder and along with our caudex, she now has more than 53 % useable to her, including what we bought this morning."Motion stands and is passed,"Mom tells the board. Elizabeth is now madder than before. She reels backward realizing that she is powerless to overcome Mom's proposals.

"Elizabeth, this one is for you, I nominate that Elizabeth II Polly Nestor be let go from the instrument panel of film director and that all circuit board member not be allowed to throw a status longer than 20 years. Also, that to incur any recompense for being a gameboard member, you must attend to all 4 circuit board meetings otherwise you receive lupus erythematosus money from your appointment to the dining table. In summation, I nominate David Greene as CEO of Jaxson Inc. and will now possess a contract for not 5 years but 10 years, along with his wife our Director of Financial personal matters,"Mom nominates.

"All those in favour, say AYE, Good, apparent movement passed,"Mom says to the board.

"Um, Elizabeth I, did you just realize that you just got fired from the board ?"I say to her.

"No, waiting. You can't do that ?"She says.

"Oh, but we can. Mrs. Jaxson has total control of the ballot shares of the livestock,"I lean in and snog her on the cheek. The security measure comes and escorts Elizabeth II out of the circuit card room. The five of us just wave goodbye to her, she is fuming and not happy at all. I'm smiling, Jill's grin, Mom's grinning, and of class john and Dakota are smiling.

We get up and channelise out of the control board room, saying our goodbyes to the board members.

As we head into the hallway, I see our Friend from Jim Cramer's show on the phone talking a mile a bit. We thank everyone and pass to the limo. Our luggage is already in the limousine as the Plaza held it for us and then loaded it into the limo for us.

"Um, Mom, who paid for the Plaza ?"I asked her even though I knew she did.

Mom remained silent."David, I want to sell my home plate in the Lionel Hampton. I understand from my realtor friend that that line of work kid wants my house and is offering 11 million for it, which I think I'll proceeds,"Mom tells me. I just give her a hug.

"Do you need any assist packing ?"I ask.

"No, not really. I think I'll probably keep about a room full moon of stuff and nonsense and sell the sleep. Too many bad computer memory,"Mom tells me.

"OK, you decide, it's your household,"I tell her.

The limousine stops in social movement of Mom's jet. We all get out and carry our own luggage on to the jet. The co-pilot takes the baggage and stows it away. We all take a seat. The plane heads down the runway and into the air to guide back home.

CHAPTER 4

The four-hour flight was uneventful. We were all wired from Polly being escorted out of the boardroom.

I received a textual matter from Roger.

Firearm Trachinotus falcatus were approved. I overnighted them to your home. I saw the Jim Cramer show, congrats on your sale of the horse tracks. 2 billion for all the raceway is an nonplus identification number. Talk to you soon, Roger.

I suggest to the playgroup that we should go out for dinner party tonight to keep. I ask John the Divine how our blood is doing."Up, way, way up,"he tells me.

"How far up is way, way up ?"I ask.

"It's up $ 21.75, and there is still a couple of hours of NYSE metre useable,"John tells me. I was gladiolus to see John staying abreast of our stock.

"Anyone up for a dinner out tonight ?"I ask. Dakota moves over adjacent to me and suggests longhorn chophouse. I love the idea and have John and Dakota tell everyone that I want to take everyone out to dinner, including Bobby, Sammy, the CG boys, and Fred. I get a couple of text content saying that Longhorn sounds scrumptious. I ask that everyone is contacted.

Jill, lav, and Dakota are texting everyone. So far no one has declined the invite.

I ask everyone in the plane,"Should we ask round Elizabeth ?"I say laughing out trashy. John the Divine also laughs and asks me,"Why did you maintain calling her Elizabeth II ?"

"For two reasons, one I knew it pissed her off and two it made her take care silly using a public figure because you don't like your god given name,"I tell him. He ponders what I have just told him for a moment then adds,"Should I text her and ask round her to our celebratory dinner ?"John asks smiling the entirely time.

I just shake my head no, no need to dig the bear any tenacious, we won and we don't need to be bad sports with our win.

I ask Jill if we should stop and buy some guns since we now had carry-permits. She thought that it would be a good approximation. She began texting Fred to let him know that we are all going to longhorn, but that we wanted to stop and submit advantage of our carry permits and purchase a twain of grease-gun. He texted back that he will have a stretch limo at the airport shortly when we arrive.

Mom looks exhausted. I have her sit down future to me. I begin to rub her feet. She tilts her heading back and just let me produce her look better by rubbing her feet. I hear some mild moaning as I reach the arches.

It 's not long before I hear the landing gear lock into place, and we begin our descent into LAX. As we touch down on the runway, Dakota is squeezing my manus. She still doesn't like this part of the trip.

I lean over and kiss her. I lean the other way and kiss Mom. As the jet comes to a stop, I see out the windowpane that Fred is waiting with the trunk open and the back door surface. The co-pilot begins bringing down the luggage to the animal foot of the step. Fred picks them up and puts them into the luggage compartment. The three ladies seem all wiped out. I pull Fred aside and ask if we could stop at a gun shop. He hands me a FedEx envelope that has our gun carry permits inside of the envelope.

I open the gasbag and hired man Dakota, John, and Jill their carry permits. Dakota really seems energize. I text Jennifer and Paula that I had their carry permits. I also texted Marcus that I had his contain permission. He texted back that he was excited that they came so soon. I asked Fred to reach us the address for the gun shop class he was taking up to. I texted it to Jennifer, Paula, and Marcus. All of whom said they would meet us there. I guessed that Jennifer was still driving everyone in her new Impala.

When Fred pulled into the gun shop parking lot, he tried to park away from the front line door, but alas he ended up in a corner of the parking lot.

Before we got out of the limo, Jennifer's new green Impala entered the parking lot. It was dainty to see her still smiling over her new car.

We all got out of our several vehicles and went inside. We were met by a large man who probably tilted the scale in the 375 to 400-pound mountain range. We all showed him our carry permits. He told us to await around and he would suffice any question we might possess.

I selected the same modeling that I took the gun class with, a Ian Smith & Wesson 9mm. toilet also selected a standardized good example for himself. Dakota, with the smaller hired hand, chose a small 9 mm that only held 12 in the magazine. The guns that John and I selected held 17 in the magazine.

Marcus chose a Glock 9 mm. Jennifer and Paula also selected a Glock each. Only Mom chose not to hold a firearm, but then again there was no hold licence for her in the envelope.

I asked if we could birth three loge of ammo and a holster for each gun. He gladly offered us shoulder joint holsters, waistline holsters, and even ankle holsters. We all chose a waist holster, but John also selected a shoulder holster. Jill didn't want a holster, she only wanted it to be stored safely in her handbag. Dakota, Jennifer, and Paula all followed causa. The gun shop man also threw in trigger locks to sustain anyone from using our guns when we weren't using them, for example in the Chateau when we are entertaining. I knew we were going to have a gun prophylactic, but when will the locksmith guy get to installing that ?

I paid for all the weapons on my corporate acknowledgment carte. The heavyset man who sold us all our shooter smiled when he saw the add. We all walked out of the gun workshop with our leverage and with the holsters and with some ammo. In the limo, John, Jill, Dakota and myself all loaded our cartridge holder.

I assumed that the ladies in the green impala were doing the same thing. Fred took us to Longhorn where Bobby, Sammy, and Diane along with Donna were waiting for us to arrive. For whatever understanding, the CG boys did not join us for dinner party. BJ and Danni did arrive a few minutes later in Danni's car.

Dakota leaned over to me and said,"Down pop, you'll get your shot soon enough,"she said smiling at me.

John announced that the market had closed about an 60 minutes ago, share of Jaxson Inc. stock ended up going up a book $ 37.50 per share, the dandy one day profit in Jaxson Inc chronicle. I did the math quick for Dakota, 10,000 ploughshare up by $ 37.50 per share peer Dakota's stock increasing by $ 375,000. Dakota kissed me and headed into the eating place. I noticed three Hispanic American young just kind of hanging around outside the main threshold.

lavatory, Marcus and I walked right by them into the eatery. Fred parked the limousine and joined us inside.

The stewardess took us to our board, where the ladies were already laughing and having a good time. I looked around and didn't see Amy.

"Did anyone remember to invite Amy ?"I asked.

Silence.

I just didder my promontory. Gospel According to John was already texting Amy telling her to get her cute ass over to Longhorn's Steakhouse because Daddy wants to see her. She texted back that she would be here shortly.

I smiled auditory modality that she was on way. Dakota had told her to get her BMW. A few minutes later, Amy walked into the restaurant. She laughed when she saw john doing his best ‘ Polly gets the boot ’. Mom was laughing so hard, I thought she was going to snort her drink out through her olfactory organ from toilet's antics.

I ordered another round of appetizer and of course, I kept the cheesy prawn when two of them came to the tabular array. I wasn't about to let one of then go to John and get eaten like a termite eats wood.

Amy came over to me and kissed me."Thank you, dada, I thought that I had done something wrong to not be invited to dinner,"Amy tells me. I just hug her and kiss her.

"You should sleep with by now that I invite everyone, if you didn't get an invite, then just text Dakota, she knows, she always knows,"I say to Amy.

Amy plunks herself down between Dakota and Jill with everyone just enjoying each other's company. As the main course of instruction arrived, our boy St. John once again showed signs of due date again taking maintenance that Diane had everything she needed. Diane had decided to splurge and order a fully loaded baked white potato vine. lav didn't think there was decent butter or sour cream and asked for more for Diane. The waiter brought more quickly. Diane just smiled and rubbed his thigh.

Again, it seemed obvious to me that Dakota was really showing some size to her belly. I hadn't announced it yet, so I decided that now was as proficient a time as any.

"Hey, everyone may I throw your tending please,"I ask of the table. I leaned in and kissed Jill, she knew what I was about to recount everyone.

"Jill and I would like to announce that we're expecting !"I say to the full group.

Everyone starts hugging Jill. Dakota hugs me as well. Bobby and Sammy begin chatting about some different preparation to propitiate now three ladies who are pregnant.

Mom is chatting with Jill, Diane, and Dakota telling all three of them how she wished that she and Bob found the time to have children, but alas, Bob was a workaholic and it never seemed to be the right time to have children. She was looking forward to being ‘ gran ’. I just smiled, the day had gone extremely well. Polly was no longer on the board of directors, Mom now controlled the majority of the store and liked where Jill and I were taking the company.

Kim and Kay sat at the opposite word end of the table chatting quietly to themselves. I got up and walked around the table. I took a chairman from a table behind them and pulled it up between them asking,"gentlewoman, are you having a full time ? It seemed the other night that you and the porn twins were having a salutary discussion, anything I should know about ?"I asked.

"No, nothing now. We chatted with your lady Allison, she's really nice. She tried her dependable to dissuade us from making another porn. We're considering what she said to us but knowing that you sanction of Allison goes a long way with us,"Kay tells me.

"Um, did you tell your Uncle yet about what you two are thinking about ?"I asked.

"Oh, of course, he says that since we are adult, we get to have our own decision on what to do with our body. However, Allison keeps telling us that a porn life history can need a turn for the sorry if one isn't careful,"Kim says.

"She's right-hand. The porn twins and Belinda have all told me that they want out of the porn diligence, which is why they are getting economic rent so cheaply for my pool firm. I want them to be successful at leaving the industry, if that's what they really want to do,"I say to them.

"Yeah, but porn for twins wage really well,"Kim follows up.

"I'm trusted it does, but do I not pay the both of you enough ?"I ask.

"No, you pay us just very well. We're just exploring all our options. You can't be Daddy forever,"Kay says.

I guess my face showed my letdown as they changed the conversation to a different topic. I kissed each peeress and headed back to my seat.

As we finished up with dinner, I asked for the flier. The server brought the bill over and I used my Jaxson Inc. incarnate visiting card. Mom kissed me on the cheek and thanked Jill and I for a delightful day.

We all gathered our things and headed towards the front doorway.

CHAPTER 5

At number 1, four of our ladies walked outside. John, Fred, Marcus, and I followed present moment later.

When we stepped outside, the three Spanish American young person that we saw when we entered were now holding guns on us. John and Fred both reached for their own guns. They three juvenility warned them not to ‘ try it ’.

I stepped forward looking at whom I thought to be the leader of the three.

"Hey guys, there's no need to pull your guns out at a family restaurant like this one,"I say.

"give us all your money, Cabrone,"the drawing card says to me.

john is prepare to take away them on, but I ask him to back down a short.

"Guys, do you all go to a casino to play fire hook ?"I ask.

"Yes, we go to the one at Hollywood Park. They have our favorite game, Lone-Star State grasp'em"their loss leader says.

"So right now, you are holding a couplet seaman in your handwriting. The river turns up another Jack, so now you have three Jacks,"I say to him.

"Huh ? What are you talking about ? Give us your money or we will shoot you,"the leader says.

"Shoot me ? You don't even realize that there are two Queens on the table, but you're only worried about that Jack because it makes your manus better,"I say.

The leader is really confused as to why I'm talking about poster when they are holding guns on us.

"You decide to go ‘ all in'and bet all that you have, much like right now. You're betting your full future for what a few measly dollars ? Not a sassy play valet de chambre,"I look right wing into the eye of the leader.

"Give us your money, White boy,"the second one says to me.

"So, you're holding a pair of Jack-tar plus one on the river giving you three diddly-squat, much like you three betting your life for a couple of Buck,"I say.

"I decide to go all in as well, but you're going to lose and you don't even know why,"I tell them.

"give us your money, this is your end warning,"the third one says.

"I turn over my pair of posting to show you that I have a pair of Queens and putting them with the couple on the board give me four Queens, and everyone knows that four queen regnant ALWAYS beats three knave,"I say smiling.

Just as I say that Dakota pulls the slide on her gun back to indicate a gun is behind our three youths. The loss leader turns around to see Dakota, Jill, Jennifer, and Sharon all holding cocked heavy weapon at the three spring chicken. The drawing card says something in Spanish to the other guys. They all lay their guns on the ground and put their hands in the air.

Only about 30 moment later, police force showed up and arrested our Hispanic American youths. I was so proud of the ladies. They used their firearms wisely and were not afraid one bit. It turns out that Kim and Kay had gotten to the room access behind us and saw the three guys with the gun. They went to the hostess stand and dialed 911 giving the emergency brake operator the address for the holdup.

I hugged each gentlewoman. John checked for Diane to make sure she was prophylactic. I went over to Dakota and Jill and teasingly scolded them."Couldn't wait to use your guns eh ?"I said smiling. The four girls all kissed me, all though Sharon did squeeze my ass during her kiss.

"Let's go dwelling house, it's very much secure there and we can all get naked,"I say to everyone.

We all get into a car or limo and head home.

On the way, Dakota takes flush and unzips me, fishes out my pecker and puts it in her sassing. She's licking the underside, getting my turncock all wet and hard from her grand unwritten acquirement. Jill moves over to the derriere side by side to me in the limo. She places a handwriting on the back of Dakota's chief pushing her towards my hip. Dakota is now gagging a bit as my prick head is touching her uvula. Lots of spit was escaping her cute fiddling mouth. I just sat back and enjoyed the ride.

Mom slid the privateness screen down a bit and asked Fred if he was up to spending the night, which he gracefully accepted.

I texted Paula that Fred was going to spend the night and thus won't be bringing the limo back to the cleanup domain tonight. She texted back that she was already at the Chateau, but she would let the overnight manager know the situation with the limo.

As I was getting close to cumming, I let Dakota make out. She, as usual, just kept on licking and sucking my manhood.

"Damn Dakota, you are so getting in effect at this,"I say as I shoot all my seed into her accepting backtalk. I hear her swallow three clip letting none of it escape. I kiss her, tasting myself on her tongue. She hugs me hard and leans her capitulum on my shoulder purring in my ear.

When you are distracted by a beautiful woman sucking on your putz the movement time to get household notch quite quickly.

As Fred pulls into the courtyard, I announce that we are home. Fred holds the door open and the body popped. Each of us reaches into the torso and snaffle our own luggage. However, Fred won't let Mom take her own luggage, instead, he offers to transport it into the house for her. I just smile, it's nice to see Mom happy.

I hear the garage doorway open. I suspect that Dakota's BMW is being put away. Jill and I get to our bedroom and just dump the dress into the hamper. I put my bag in the wardrobe and am happy that we are home. I shed my wearing apparel and question in to subscribe to a rain shower. Again, I'm happy that this shower has jiffy hot piss. I shower, I shampoo and just as I was about to die the rain shower, Amy stepped in.

She came over to me and began to stroke my cock."Daddy, I know that you were gone just two days, but I missed you so much,"she said to me looking into my eyes.

I hug her and kiss her. I feel her warm diminished hands stroking my hard shaft. I lift her up by her waist, she wraps her legs around me. I step forward pushing her back against the rampart of the shower. I lower her drink down slowly. Her sweet silky kitty-cat coast down onto my hammer. We begin to hurtle in unison. It doesn't take very long before Amy is cumming hard,"OH GAWD DADDY, YOU smell SO nooky WONDERFUL inside OF MY LITTLE pussycat,"she says as the first orgasm rolls through her body.

I keep thrusting into her and she keeps cumming,"OH GAWD DADDY, I FEEL YOU SO DEEP IN ME. YOU brand ME CUM SO HARD, SO HARD,"she says as another climax rolls through her body.

As that wonderful familiar spirit twinge made its show in my physical structure, Amy came one Thomas More time,"OH GAWD DADDY, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH !"She says to me as I begin to shoot into her sweet stringent niggling pussy.

"OH, nookie ME AMY, YOU look SO GAWD tinker's damn WONDERFUL,"I say to her. I shoot all I have into her. We look into each former's eyes and embrace again. She begins to snog me, and I respond kissing her as well.

As we both settle down, we step out and dry each other off. Once we are all dry, she walks defenseless into my sleeping accommodation. I put on a brace of short pants and a Theodore Harold White tee shirt and head out to the hallway. Amy takes my hired hand and leads me to the kitchen. I see Sammy and Bobby working diligently.

Bobby is making a dish called ‘ Bangers and Mashed ’. I had to ask what it was. He explained that it is a sausage balloon with a thick mashed tater and a sullen brown boom. He told us that he was introduced to it in England. Sammy had some delightful saucy tuna starter on some Ritz redneck ready for us to eat.

I sat at the psyche of the new dining room board. I see Fred and Mom holding custody. Fred is making her a crustal plate of food which he carries over to the dining room tabular array. I think to myself how becoming the Chauffeur really changed my life for the better.

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