The Chauffeur ( # 56 ) The transcription studio apartment

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

Unfortunate for the company, I had to conceive if Mike booker had a future with Jaxson, Inc. The recording studio was not making money, not at all. microphone was a nice guy, but he didn't seem to be willing or able-bodied to get the transcription studio apartment running properly to ca-ca money.

He talked repeatedly about his plan for changing what was going on with the euphony studio apartment, but unfortunately, his plan never materialized. I decided to name him and have a very frank discussion.

"Hey Mike, it's David Greene. How are things going ?"I ask.

"They are going pretty good, thanks for asking,"he says to me.

"So, tell me then, what makes you say that they are going pretty good ?"I ask.

"well, the recording studio is doing much better than when you first acquired it,"he tells me.

I think about what he has said, and I am not for certain that he really understands what I'm looking for in a company under the Jaxson, Inc. flag.

"mike, do you need some help to get the recording studio to bulge out making money ?"I ask.

"wellspring, it is making some money, but I don't think it's the sum of money of money that you are looking for,"he says to me.

"mike, it 's not making money at all. If it was making just a little bit of money, I would be willing to entertain on for just a bit longer, but it's not making any money and unfortunately, I think it is prison term to cut the recording studio loose. Do you get it on anyone bequeath to buy it ?"I ask him, hoping he will tell apart me that he wants to buy the transcription studio.

"Are you opposed to me purchasing the studio ?"he asks me.

"No, I'm not opposed at all. However, are you able to buy the studio, or do you need time to find a fiscal backer ?"I ask.

"well, I don't have the sum of money of money that I believe that you would be looking for if I wanted to purchase the studio. What agreement do you think that we can come to for this dealing ?"he asks,

"I know a dyad of mass who would be interested in purchasing the studio. Let me contact one or two of them and let's see how things go,"I say.

"David, will you give me a couple of weeks to see if I can put together a pocket-sized financial group to piddle this transaction ?"he asks me. I'm not opposed to him trying to buy the studio, but I'm not confident that he has the puff to get an investor or two to make the leverage. I wouldn't be opposed to him buying the studio in a payment programme, but here again, I'm not sure that he has the effectiveness financially to tear that off.

"Mike, I'll say you what. I'll give you to the end of this week. We will talk again to see how you are coming with some financial assistant. If you don't have any people volition to step forward and help you, then we will need to see at early options. I'm sorry, but it's just time to cut the studio apartment loose,"I tell him. I know that he is taking this hard, but you can't keep throwing good money into a losing venture.

When I finally hung up, I thought about Dr. Ronda once again. She's beautiful, sexy and seems to still be interested in us creating a infant together, which I am all in favour of doing. I decide to dial her up.

"hi, this is Dr. Ronda. Who is calling ?"she asks.

"The guy who is trying to give you a baby,"I tell her.

"wellspring, hey there sexy. When do I get to put my hired hand on you again ?"She asks.

"Well, whenever you choose to number see me at the family. You know that I'm usable to you any time you want me,"I say to her.

"If I come to see you, what will you do to me. Sit and take me some Shakespeare ?"She says laughing the unscathed sentence. I laugh back as we certainly know how to liven each other up.

"Well, maybe I'll put my hands and lips, and knife on you and we can be as versed as potential and hopefully make that baby you want. Sound good ?"I ask her.

"Darling, anytime I'm with you sounds good to me. Should I say you when I'm coming over or just show up ?"she asks me.

"Just depict up. It's not like I wouldn't dear to be surprised by you stopping by,"I tell her. I hear her giggling on the early end of the phone. I tell her that I love her and end the call.

The next call is from Paula. She seems to remember that she is having difficulty and would care me to end by and listen in on some phone calls. I tell her that I will be happy to do so and that I will turn back by unpredicted that way staff penis won't change their tactics if they know that I'm going to show up.

She thanks me and ends the earpiece call.

Just as I end the margin call with Paula, my phone bombination. It's Special Agent Fernandez.

"howdy, this is Jacques Louis David,"I say to him.

"Hey David, I was just calling to see how my wife is doing on her first base day,"he tells me.

"well, we traded her for a new pickup and some sandwiches from jemmy Johns,"I say to him.

"Huh ? I don't get it,"he says to me.

"Not to vex Jose, that was one of my stupid jokes. You know, it sounds funny in my head but when I say it out tawdry, no one else thinks that it is odd,"I tell him. I get a slim chuckle from him.

"Jose, I've stopped by her desk a couple of time and she seems to be doing well. If you would like to verbalise to her, I can remove you over to her. I'm sure as shooting she would have sex to talk to her boyfriend…. oh wait, you're her married man aren't you…hahaha. Yep, I'm still pumping out the pudding head jokes,"I say to him.

"Alright funnyman just poke the buttons and send my call over to her,"he says laughing.

I transfer the Call. I can see her on the phone, and she seems very felicitous and is smiling and chatting it up with Jose. Suddenly my earpiece buzzes again. I see it's Jose once again.

"howdy this is David,"I say as I answer my phone.

"David, its me again. I wanted to tell you that the investigating of the shooting in genus Phoenix at your girl Tina's college will be ongoing for a few week. Local law enforcement killed the perpetrator but not before he killed so many and wounded so many Sir Thomas More. He certainly came to the campus well-armed with a plan to hurt and drink down college students. We haven't found any sort of eminence to explain why he did what he did,"Jose William Tell me. I exhale thinking about how bad it could have been with Tina, but we were so lucky that she was not hurt in any way.

"On a different tone, we have been hearing rumors that the Russian blood brother may be making another run at you, so please be careful. We also have heard intel that one of the Mexican drug cartels may be trying to impact your businesses. Please preserve yourself safe and protected. I heard you have hired 6 secret Service agent, which I think is a ache move. I'm not sure if you realize it but Jill and Dakota are your two weakest connectedness, they are very close to you and they are both pregnant, so please don't let them go anywhere without protection,"Jose tells me. I thank him for the entropy and end the call.

I see lav and call him over.

"John lets you and me go to the shooting range. I think that you could use some private example from the enigma Service factor on dear shooting. What do you think ?"I ask him.

"Hades yes. I'd love to get a shooting example from the arcanum armed service agents. If you remember, I get one or two in the dark heart and soul function, but then I have two or three scene way out towards the edge of the newspaper target,"he says to me.

I go over to the Secret religious service agents and ask if one or two will take John and me to the shooting image and serve us be better guesswork. They ask if we have even held a gun or own one. I tell them that we have gone to the shooting range, but we really didn't do very well. One of the lady arcanum inspection and repair federal agent and one of the guy agentive role both volunteer to take us to the range.

I head over to Sharon and distinguish her that St. John the Apostle and I are going to the shooting range to get a buck private lesson from two of the enigma Service broker. She just grinning at me and says that the boss gets to do what he wants. I smile back and kiss her on the forehead.

I know that Sharon has been seeing Agent McHenry and that it seems to be going along well. I am always concerned about the ladies that live with me. Does my presence prevent them from having a convention life ? I don't really know.

Sharon calls Fred who tells her that he will be in the parking service department in about 25 second. I tell the two agents that Fred will be here in 25 minute, they tell me that I should just alert them when I'm heading to the elevator.

John and I sit at my desk chatting about how things are going. He is very happy that Diane is doing well. He tells me that he has been worried about Dakota since we took her to the hospital, but he's very happy that Dr. Ronda is taking care of her personally. He also asked me if the rumour was true, that Dr, Ronda wants to make a baby with me, which would make three women that I would create a child with. I tell him that yes, Dr. Ronda wants a baby by me, but she doesn't necessarily need me to help raise the baby financially.

He seems concerned about three women wanting to make up a baby with me. He tells me that Diana has made it a point to tell him that no early woman gets to take a shit a baby with Saint John, period. He says that he's completely fine with that as he is nervous enough that he made a child with his beloved, Diane.

Thinking about the three fair sex and child, my nous gallery over to Michael. I'm not sure what he was trying to do with Tina, but whatever it was it didn't work out. He and Tina didn't even stool it up to her room. They both went up the steps, but she came right back down less than 5 minutes later with nothing to say. Michael didn't say anything either. He just took a seat at the table in the kitchen when he returned from upstairs.

I know that Tina and Michael are not that far apart in age, but I think that Tina has a love for me that being intimate with Michael might ease up her mix feelings about me.

Sharon comes over to John and me telling us that it's time to manoeuver downstairs to meet up with Fred. I go to my condom in my power and get my gun out of it. John the Divine has his gun on his hip and the two mystery table service federal agent both have their firearms on their hip joint as well. The four of us ride the elevator down to the 2d base,

When we step off the elevator, we head to the crossover and walk into the parking service department. Fred is easily approachable. John and I open the back door and get in. One of the arcanum Service factor also gets in the spinal column with us. The other agent sits upfront with Fred.

"Hey Fred, do you have your gun with you ?"I ask.

"Of grade, sir, isn't that my job ?"he asks.

"fountainhead, it's not your JOB, but I do thank you for carrying firearm protection,"I tell him.

I have never ridden with a female closed book service of process Agent in the dorsum of a limousine before. I took her over and she is stunningly beautiful. She's slender and acrobatic. She has long brown hair and beautiful green eyes. To me, she has a Hispanic look to her.

"self-justification me, broker, how long have you been with the Secret Service before we recruited you to fare to Jaxson, Inc. ?"I ask her.

"I was with the service for 8 years making just above the minimum of what the Agency pays. You doubled my pay and added the promise of a new ford, which we haven't gone to get just yet,"She tells me.

Again, I think about kitty Creamers. I had forgotten that I promised a new Ford Madox Ford to all the enigma Service Agents when I hired them. They have not said anything, but I don't want to admit too long.

I dial up pool Creamers and separate her that she needs to join me at the Ford Madox Ford dealership tomorrow which she readily agrees to do. I tell her that she needs to come to the agency at noon and we will use up the factor along with Jose Fernandez's wife and Tina's Mom to the dealership.

I slide the privacy shade down and ask Fred to please get Tina's Mom tomorrow and bring her to the office by noonday. I had promised her a new Ford along with the 6 Secret Service agents and Margaret Fernandez, the new member of our real estate of the realm department. I asked him to please bring one of the bigger limos which he tells me he will do.

When we arrived at the shot chain of mountains, Fred parked in good order in front man of the door and let us out. Once we were out of the limo, he drove it across the parking lot and parked it away from the front line door.

CHAPTER 2

The four of us went into the range. John Lackland and I showed the comeback person our carry permits. The Agents also showed their carry permits. We were given 4 lanes next to each other along with 4 target. The two federal agent got the ‘ bad guy'target area with John and I getting the standard bullseye target papers.

All four of us had 9mm weapons and thus I bought four boxwood of ammo, so we had plenty of ammo to make with. We also rented 4 sets of eye protection.

Something that interested me was that the two agentive role pulled out these gloves and put them on as they were setting up the objective in their lane. I had not seen anyone using gloves and asked how a lot they help. The male broker Tell lav and I that it helps you care your weapon when your men are sweaty.

We put our targets up and labour the clitoris for them to go down the shooting range. bathroom and I picked about 40 feet. The two agents sent their object the entire space of 100 metrical unit. I asked about how hard it was to memorize to give the axe such a distance. The female agent tells me that it really depended on how good your center are. If they are right then the distance really doesn't matter that much, but if they are not all that good, then you will miss a lot.

Once John and I have our aim up and our eye protection on both agentive role tell us how we should concenter on the targets. She tells us that we should only emanate as we pull the trigger and not apply our breath when we fire our weapon. She also notes that if we are right-handed, we should be looking down the gun stack with our right bridge player. However, if we are left eye dominate, then we should be shooting with our left hand.

Since I am left eye dominant, I had to change mitt holding my weapon system. It felt weird to entertain the gun in the opposite hand. However, once I shot two or three unit of ammunition, the truth got much well. St. John was doing OK, but the federal agent were hitting bullseyes clock time after metre.

The female agent asked if she could speak to me privately. I shrugged my berm and laid my gun down and followed her cover to inside the range. She led me to a table and took a butt herself.

"Mr. Greene, if you have 6 federal agent who protect you, why do you want to learn how to evoke your gun better ?"she asks me.

"Well, I always want to master whatever skill I am learning. Plus, if one agent comes out with me and is ambushed, I want to be able-bodied to guard myself not just be an easy target,"I tell her. She sits and ponders what I have said before she replies with,"Mr. Graham Greene, we're not going to let anyone get to you, Jill, or Dakota. You pay all of us well to protect you. We still have a couple of hiccough between your scheduling and the agent protecting you. please remember that we have years of experience in tribute and will correct your schedule to protect you and your wife and your helper,"She tells me once again.

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, I was under the impression that you had two former coast Guard guys who have counter-terrorism experience, but we haven't met them nor seen them. Are they around or have you fired them ?"she asks me.

"well, to answer your inquiry the dependable that I can. The two CG boys are Fred's nephews however, they seem to be smitten with the two blonde porn starlets that live out back in one of the kitty household. I haven't heard from them in over two week now. The girls are not in the sign of the zodiac that they rent from me and the boy haven't responded to my or Fred's textual matter subject matter, so we are not quite sure what is going on with them,"I tell her.

Then she asks the query that I really have been waiting for since I hired them.

"Saint David why is it you have so many college-aged women who seem to be all wanting to get into your bed. I mean I understand that you are rich beyond their wildest dreams, but you have a wife and an help that are both pregnant by you and a third lady that also wants to get significant. So, I must ask, what the heck is going on ?"She asked me.

"federal agent, Jill and I made a truckload of money this past year. Our bonus alone was in surfeit of 500 million dollars. Jill and I are very open and physical with others, much like swinger duo. She doesn't forethought who I sleep with and I don't care who she sleeps with. I do bang my wife and my assistant. My wage from Jaxson Inc. is larger than the salary of all six of you agentive role,"I tell her. I see the bedaze look on her face.

"Um, OK. I'm not sure what a tramp's lifestyle is as I'm pretty vanilla when it comes to sex,"she says to me.

"It means that Jill and I can and will sleep with anyone we feel we want to. It's not loving with others, its just sex. Physical intimacy does not mean love. Plus, should I create a baby with another woman, I certainly have enough money to pay for the nestling,"I tell the agent.

"Um, this will sound really odd, but I have a sis who has tried to get fraught with several different guys and so far, she has been abortive. Want to help her along ?"the agent says to me. I'm not sure if she's testing me or if she's serious.

"Agent, are you serious or are you testing me ?"I ask bluntly.

"wellspring, I am severe, but I would understand if you decline the opportunity,"she tells me.

"agent, I've never met her. She may ingest no sake in making a sister with me. However, I will do this, contribute her by the home and have her juncture all of us to bear dinner party and we'll see how affair go,"I tell her.

She smiles and tells me that she is now excited. I tell her that this is not an offer to produce any baby, it's just an go for her to join us for dinner.

"She will like you. You are a gentleman, skillful than any of the losers that she seems to end up with. Plus, you are a heavy actor. I would love it for you and her to pilfer up together, but that is between you and her,"the agent say to me.

I smile and thank her for the offer but remind her that it takes a lot to be willing to make a baby with someone else.

Just as we were finishing our discussion, the male agent came into the seating area to ask if we were done shooting or if we were still having our conversation. I asked him how thing with St. John the Apostle is going. He tells me that Saint John has learned well once he changed hands with his shooting.

Then the male person federal agent said something that surprised me."So, did you ask him your doubt about your sis ?"he says.

"Yes, and he was quite the gentleman. Who knows, maybe they will hit it off but that's up to them,"she says to the male person agent.

That really surprised me that he was involved.

"Um, broker, you knew she was going to ask me about her babe ?"I said to him.

"Well, yes. Especially since she and I are dating, and we want her sister to finally detect someone that is a decent guy. We ran several checks on you before we came to work for you and everything that we have investigated about you tells us that you are a the right way guy who takes responsibility for your own military action,"he says to me.

"Let me get this right, you and she are dating and both of you are looking to me to help her sister create a infant. Am I understanding this whole thing correctly ?"I ask him.

"Yes sir, but we both know that we are several steps away from you agreeing to do what we are asking for you to do with her sister,"he says.

I am stunned. I'm not against the idea but I never saw this coming. If the baby is anything physically as the federal agent across the mesa from me, I just might be interested. It clearly is up to her to become responsible for her own activeness. I am surely that we will keep affair going, at least for now.

The two SS factor keep laughing and making it possible for me and the female agent's sister to birth a appointment. Getting intimate might be in our future tense, but just having a date seems much more plausible.

I watch John continue to evoke off stave after troll to get expert at his shooting. The three of us sitting in the way still discussing John and myself and our shooting techniques. The two SS agent get up and direct back out to the range. They load their weapon and fire off several cycle, hitting the bullseye over and over.

lavatory and I notice that we are hungry. We head to the grill that they must order a cheeseburger for John Lackland and a ground beef for me. We both social club a handful of French fry. The female person agent covers her child with tomato ketchup, just as Dakota always does. The male federal agent puts Indian mustard and ketchup on the Burger and adds duplicate salinity to the Fry.

John asks the grillwork guy to manipulate the burger well done as he doesn't like any pink meat in his Warren Burger. I also ask for a well-done burger, but I also ask for an supernumerary number of fries. I salt the minor a bit special and then slather them with ketchup.

The two agents also monastic order a well-done hamburger with peck of French nipper. I like both agents, they add ketchup to their repast, but both began to eat the fries.

I dialed up Jill and Dakota hoping that both keep John and me learning more than and more about the shooting.

lav and I realize that we are athirst and offer the two agents to join us for some solid food. Once we finish our prey shot, we head out to the limousine. The male agent sits on the passenger slope once again. The female agentive role along with St. John and myself sit in the rear of the limo. The female agent asks me about the two smut noblewoman and Fred's nephews. Fred doesn't seem to know where the nephews have gone to nor does he screw where the erotica twins are.

The shot exercise goes well. The two agents still help John and me to improve our target shooting. The SS agents exact the time to address John and my discrepancies.

I am happy that the four of us take some time to practice session our shooting. lav changes helping hand to his left hand which helps him immensely with him being left eye dominant.

The four of us head out to one of the limos. The female SS federal agent sits in back with whoremonger and me. The male federal agent sits up front on the passenger face. We head back to the Chateau. We get there reasonably quick.

I know that we have had a nice metre shooting, but John and I learned quite a bit. With John and I did some shooting, we feel that we've made progress with our firearms. John the Divine and I have eaten both of our burgers and fries enjoying them all.

Fred does a dandy job at getting us back to the Chateau for the evening. When we arrive at the house, Fred pokes the requirement clit to open the outer gate then he opens the inner gate. Once the outer gate is closed Fred pulls the limousine into the courtyard and then into the service department. We get out of the limo and base on balls into the house and both of us sit down at the kitchen table.

Bobby and Sammy have made what looks to be a delicious volaille casserole with noodles and high mallow. Saint John and I think that dinner looks luscious and make ourselves a plate each. As I sit at the dinner table, I think about the baby of the female factor. I wonder if she is anywhere as beautiful as the agentive role. I get the agentive role's business organisation as set of kin to have that one stupid small fry that can't seem to find person that is capable to find somebody decent to date, but instead they end up creating a sister and then arguing over who is going to stir the minor with the woman usually the one who ends up raising the nestling that she created with the ‘ unsuccessful person'of a guy.

As we all walked into the home, it dawned on me that it was John and I to go shot, yet we had one of the distaff agentive role, the ace that were supposed to guard Dakota or Jill. But I guess finding someone for her babe took precedence.

When John and I returned, we were inundated with candy kiss from our married person. John got lots of kisses from Diane and I got oodles of osculation from Jill. I got a pair from Dakota as well, but she wasn't feeling all that skilful just yet. I sat down side by side to her on the lounge and put my arms around her. She just laid her head on my chest and told me how a lot she loved me. I pulled her in tightly and whispered the same thing back to her which did gain her smile.

When Bobby and Sammy announced dinner party was ready, I told Dakota to just stay where she was, and I would institute her a dinner plate along with a bottle of water system. I got up and got a plate and filled it with a casserole and grabbed a bottleful of pee out of the fridge. I carried it over to her which made her grinning and severalise me to thank you.

Since I haven't really gotten much employment done today, I make myself a plate of nutrient then head upstairs to log into my laptop computer. When I turn on my laptop, I see that I'm back to having to a greater extent than 300 emails once again. I start with the duplication and eliminate them. That only takes me down to about 275.

The first email that I stop at comes from mike booker discussing that he would wish a bit more time trying to find an investor to help him purchase the transcription studio. I tell him that let's look again at this by the end of next week.

From there I get an email from Ms. Burger telling me how a lot serious all of the Dallas market is doing and that she wants to again thank me for promoting her and the other ladies to become district managers. Ms. Burger sent me a spreadsheet of each eating place in the Dallas territorial dominion. Even the rack up territory was substantially above where it was before I put program B into work. In my read/write head, I decided that I should buy each of the Plan B ladies a new car. I would come out with Ms. Burger who has assumed the position as Market Manager and is handling all of the plan B peeress.

I put a cry into Kitty Creamers and asked if she could sell Jaxson, Inc. some Gerald Rudolph Ford from Dallas to our territorial dominion managers who were working for us there.

I took a bite of the casserole and a swig of blow before I got back to the e-mail. I looked at the restaurant in Las Lope de Vega that was still in the party's top 15 %. I sent the district manager and the general coach an email congratulating them on their continued success. I just wanted to prompt them that I was still watching and not to kibosh working at being a estimable lineament restaurant.

whoremonger came up to the office and asked if he could spread out a distich of nursing bottle of wine. Of course, I told him, yes, but it reminded me that I have three vinery that I need to address. I pull up the financials that I have on the three and it appears as if they make a whole lot of money, getting Thomas More per bottle right at the vineyard. What they do is service the hoi polloi who pull off the highway, ease up them a nice appreciation of whatever wine they are interested in and sure enough, they end up purchasing a whole showcase of wine at fully retail pricing.

I sent all three an email of business concern. Since this retiring twelvemonth has produced several fires, I asked if any of the vineyards were affected and if so, how good or bad was the vineyard affected. I also asked if there was anything that I could help them with now that they are associated with a transnational company such as Jaxson, Inc. I remember the tyre that I started getting for the trucking companies and now they are the most successful company in all of Jaxson, Inc.

CHAPTER 3

I also saw an e-mail from one of the casinos. They thanked me for the aid with the forged currency. They explained that they worked with the Department of the Treasury department in capturing the perpetrator which are now behind ginmill and looking at 25 years to aliveness for their crimes. They went on to tell me that it was a group of Russians that were trying to bear upon the casinos. I just sat there looking at the email telling me about it being a mathematical group of Russians that were trying to affect the cassino by using the forged currency.

well, that answered that query as to who was trying to get tidy sum of fashion money into our casinos. I dialed up the Treasury obligations department federal agent that was being copied on the email. I thanked him for the hard piece of work that his department is putting into helping the casinos.

As I hang up the sound, Dr. Ronda appears in my doorway to the office. She looks just a beautiful wearing her scrubbing and Edward D. White doctor pelage as she does wear anything else.

"Hi there sexy, you told me to just show up and that I could have my way with you,"she tells me. I know that I did tell her that, but it was prissy to see her conduct me up on the offer.

As I was smooching on Dr. Ronda, Saint John the Apostle came up to the agency and let me know that there was a guy at the outer logic gate asking to verbalize with me. I stood up and pulled Ronda behind me as we went downstairs. When I got to the kitchen to front at the security camera, I recognized the guy immediately. It was the guy that I bought dinner party for at Longhorns. I poked the proper buttons, thinking that we need a man logic gate in accession to the vehicle gates.

The guy trudged his way up the drive to the inner gate. I had poked those push button as well. He came into the courtyard and towards our social movement door. I opened the threshold and stepped outside. One of the agents stepped outside with me.

The man walked across the courtyard. He thanked me profusely for buying him dinner that night. He said that he feels horrible when he must ask people for help. He said that he's been out of work for a dyad of weeks now and with very little opportunity to get a nightly shower and catch some Z's in a clean bed, he doesn't seem to be able to bump coherent workplace. He is a odd-job man by trade wind, but lately, he ends up as just a janitor, not something that he wants to do. He was hoping that he could line up work with my company somewhere locally.

I invited him inside to sit down and natter a bit. I see the agents getting a bit restless and nervous. He smells the casserole. I offer him a plate which he readily accepts along with a beverage of his selection. He asks for a soda of any case. I get up and piddle him a plate of food for thought and put it in front of him at the dining room table. I then make believe his selection of drinking, Coke.

I think for a few instant about where I could use him the most. I decided that he could be utilitarian at the Pinetree on sunset Blvd. This way he would have a home to catch some Z's, a place to get a exhibitor, and he would be useful to the hotel handling continual effect.

As he finishes his low crustal plate of solid food, I offer him a second shell which he accepts. The guy is really a in good order guy. I get up and make him a second plate, refilling his swallow as well. He thanks me and begins to bolt as fast as he can.

The guy could use a shower, but he's not really that bad. I ask John to give him a drive to the Pinetree on sundown Blvd. and that I will call the General handler to fall in him a room and put him on the payroll department. I let the guy know that he won't be making too much money, but he will be making some to help him along. I know that the Pinetree on sunset Blvd. has been having issues keeping citizenry to run there. Hopefully, he will exploit out and solve one issue we have at that location. I tell him that there is a decent Waffle menage and an IHOP both across the street from the hotel so he can get a decently meal. The guy thanks me and is prepare to leave.

lavatory has his truck right by the front threshold. I shake the guy's hand before he leaves. I somehow just have got a good feeling about his guy. I reach into my pocket and do what I normally don't do, I give the guy immediate payment. It dawned on me that he won't be getting any repast from IHOP nor Waffle house if he doesn't have any cash. I hand him a folded $ 100 circular and secern him that his first payday will be in three days, it will be a overtone pay but still a payday, nonetheless. The guy thanks me and school principal outside to get into John's truck.

Ronda just sat at the mesa in astonishment. She had never seen the generous incline of me before. She grabbed my cheek and gave me several kisses. She drug me out to the lounge in the TV way and planted me on the sofa before she entangled herself all into me. I thought for a moment that my laptop computer was still on an engaged into the employment email portal. I whispered into her ear that I needed to go deform off my laptop. She smiled and told me to do what I needed to do.

I got up and hustled up to the office to turn my laptop off the caller's website portal. Once it was closed, I headed back down to a waiting Ronda who was all ready to get confidant with me. She was still on the couch waiting for me to get all intimate with her as well. Once I sat down on the couch, she straddled my lap taking my face into her hands and kissing me. I responded in the Sami manner as she did. I kissed her as romantically as I possibly could.

Dakota got up off the loveseat and told us that she was heading to bed in her bedroom. I was gladiolus to learn that she was heading to bed a bit former so she could get some sleep. I looked as she passed by me and sure enough, she did have panties on her cunning little ass.

Dakota going to bed gave Ronda an idea with me. She got up and took me by the hand to bring me to one of the period of play beds in my bedroom. Once we were in my bedroom, she pulled my apparel off me and pushed me towards the lav for both of us to get into a dainty hot shower. She was giggling the whole time.

As we were about to get into the shower, my phone buzzed. It was John.

"Hey boss, the superior general Manager of this locating doesn't want to give up a way to this homeless person guy and wants to speak to you personally,"he tells me.

"Ok, put him on,"I tell John. I'm thinking that this might be a brutal conversation, but I wait until King John hands his headphone to the full general Manager.

"hi, this is David Greene. How may I help you ?"I ask.

"Sir, did you send a homeless guy to take a hotel room under the premise that I hire him, and he will work on for us as a handyman ?"the full general Manager asks me.

"Well, here's what I did. He is a licensed handyman and knows how to fix things. I have seen over your tenure as a General director that you need a odd-job man to fix all the things that keep breaking at your emplacement. Your location might be one of the simply 1 here in LA that don't have a live-in jack of all trades that is able to fix things in the center of the night, such as the TV, or the rooms that have a kitchenette the cookery open. I am directing you to engage the guy, put him in your belittled hotel room where he will bide. You are to let him fill out the necessary paperwork and forward me a copy. Does that sound OK with you ?"I ask.

"Yes, sir. I guess that we've gone so long without a handyman that I had given up looking for one. thank you for sending me one and hopefully, he will be as practiced as you believe he is,"the general Manager tells me.

What I am going to be looking for is his new hire paperwork, will it be processed through or will it just sit waiting. I believe that with the deficiency of HR work to be done properly, it will just end up sitting and not be processed.

I think about the HR conference that I announced to happen at the end of this week. I had Dakota schedule a large conference way next to the hawk. I talk to Sharon to ask how many HR people we have scheduled and are we quick for the possible hatful exodus. I ask Sharon if we have files on all the HR people before the conference. She tells me that we do have file cabinet on many of them, but not all.

I thank her and head back to Ronda who is patiently waiting for me in our bedroom. We were heading into the shower, but we never made it there. I go back to my sleeping accommodation and see my Ronda sitting on a turn bed waiting for me. Once again, she strips me down and herself and takes me by the paw into the privy to take a squeamish hot cascade together.

We both step into the cascade and become it on allowing the hot water system t shower over our consistency. She pushes me against the wall and accident my tool until it is pointing at the roof. I ask her what she would care to do to me. She just giggles and tells me that we're going to urinate dearest once again as she isn't pregnant. That news program made me a bit somber about her not being pregnant.

Ronda cupped my cheek and began to kiss me as the nice hot water cascaded over our bodies. She rubbed all over my body before she laughed and decided to wash my hair. She squirted a bit of shampoo into her manus and leaned me forward to work surely that my tomentum was muckle wet. She began scrubbing my tomentum with the shampoo, turning me around to get the book binding of my school principal as well.

As we were soaping each other up, the room access to the shower opened and Jill stepped in. She smiled at Ronda and gave her a big hug and kiss. The three of us washed each other. Ronda shampooed Jill's tomentum as well. Once it was done, she put Jill's head underneath the showerhead to rinse off it all off. Finally, as we were all clean and shampooed, we turned off the piss and began to dry each former. It didn't take all that long for us to get each early dry before Ronda and I went to one of the maneuver bed. We tossed our towels into the hamper.

Jill climbed up on the sleep bed and turned away from us. Ronda and I chose a playing period bed and climbed into it together. We began our summons of making beloved to each other. As we were getting intimate, we spent more than than two time of day all tangled up with each other. When we found ourselves finishing up, I asked her if she would like to expend the night with me and Jill. She said she would love to expend the night with us.

We both moved over to the sopor bed, where Jill was already vocalise asleep. I gently climbed onto the bed and Ronda followed me. She turned away from me and backed her precious trivial ass up into me. I put my arm around her and pulled her closer to me. She wiggled her ass when she was up against me which caused me to smile.

CHAPTER 4

fashioning love to Ronda for to a greater extent than two hours, wore my ass out. It must take also done the Lapplander thing to her as she backed into me, just as Dakota does and she went right to sleep.

She woke early and kissed me as she was getting out of bed. She whispered into my ear that she had some affected role at the hospital that she needs to go balk on. I kissed her back and told her to please drive carefully. She dressed and left the sleeping accommodation. I don't know why, but my brain drifted over to buying the SS agents each a new Ford Hermann Hueffer. I got up and got dressed in my usual attire, trunks, and a tee-shirt.

I asked all 6 of the agents to ride with me to the Ford dealership where we will meet my fleet manager, Kitty cream pitcher. As we were riding towards the Gerald R. Ford dealership, I asked each one of them to choose a Ford that they were concerned in having. The distaff agentive role that went shooting with us, who wants me to date her sis would wish a Ford Flex, melanize. The other female agent also wants a Ford Flex, but she wants white.

All four of the male federal agent told me that they wanted an F-150 each. Two of them wanted the quadriceps femoris cab and two of them only wanted an offer cab. Each one chose a different color.

As we all arrived at the Ford franchise, I see that it isn't candid just yet. I ask Fred to take us all to that weird-sounding breakfast situation ‘ orchis and meat ’. Quite possibly the funny breakfast name that I had a herd.

When Fred pulled up to the front door, we all got out and Fred parked across the parking lot away from everyone. He then walked back to the restaurant. When all 8 of us were sitting a couple of the agents asked what is good at this eatery. Fred just replied,"spirit at the name, look at the gens,"which caused all of us to laugh.

I make it well-heeled for the wrinkle cook as I decree scrambled eggs and a couple of blimp patties. I also order of magnitude a glass of orange succus as I remember that they don't carry Ananas comosus juice.

The two female agents both ordered over well-situated eggs along with some hash browns and some bacon. They asked for coffee berry and a chicken feed of milk for when their breakfast arrives.

The waitress asks if they would like a twosome of slice of toast, which they readily accept. I know that the toast is for dipping into the over-easy function of the egg.

All the Male agent followed my lead story and just ordered scrambled orchis, but one asked for some parmesan high mallow to be sprinkled onto his egg. They all ordered sausage cake to go with their eggs. Three of them ordered pledge and one didn't want any toast.

Fred asked for an omelet, filled with bacon and cheese. He also ordered a deoxyephedrine of OJ as well as a Methedrine of milk. He said that he had a bit of an bowl over breadbasket. I offered to drive for him, he declined telling me that he will stop at a Walgreen's and get some Tums to help with indigestion.

We all enjoy breakfast. I find out a little more about the agents as all 6 of them became a bit chatty as we all ate breakfast. The owner remembered me and came over to say hello. One of the agents had his hand on his arm. Fred told him to settle down down and relax as we know each other. The agentive role took his helping hand off his weapon and leaned back into his chair.

I did see that the two agents that told me that they were dating managed to sit side by side to each former. I saw that they held men during breakfast which made me smiling. Oddly enough, I trust Fred more than I trust the agents. I haven't been all that long with them running my protection item. I asked them if they were allowed to carry their firearm across land lines, they all tell me yes that their license gives them the right to carry their weapon anywhere in the USA.

As we finished up breakfast, I paid for the meal and off we went back into the limo. We drove up to the street to the Ford dealership to purchase 6 new Ford. When we pulled into the dealership, I see Kitty's car sitting there waiting for me with her still in the car. Fred opens the dorsum door and all the broker spill out. I end up laughing as the factor are not used to being in the back of the limo that they ride in.

I go over to Kitty and give her car doorway. She gets out and puts her arms around me and kisses me passionately. I kiss her back the same way.

"Ok, so evidence me, what fomite are you looking to buy this time ?"jackpot asks me.

"fountainhead, four F-150s and two Ford Flex. You'll have to chew the fat with the agents as to color and which vehicle each one is interested in,"I tell her.

She rolls her heart and pass off to set off with the two female federal agent. She gets the selective information from them and then moves over to the 4 guys. She gets the selective information from each one on what F-150 each guy is interested in.

She heads into the finance manager's office looking for the undecomposed deal on the 6 Ford's. It takes to a greater extent than an hour, but she returns with 6 sales contracts. I look them all over and sign the tail. Since I have been such a skilful customer, I only need to fall in them my Visa to pay for all the vehicles. Kitty takes my card and heads back into the finance coach's authority with 6 signed contracts.

It doesn't take much Thomas More than an time of day, but she returns with 6 sets of keys. She hands each set of keystone to each agent. She gets a smooch on the brass from the four male federal agent and a shake from the two distaff agent.

I ask kitty cream pitcher to let BJ know that we just purchased 6 more vehicle and for her to please synch the gate codes up with their fomite. She tells me that she will make the call for BJ is prepare when the agent arrive at the house.

The finance manager comes out to see me and jaw with me about the leverage of all the fomite lately. He wants to thank me, and he gives me his business card. I hired hand the card to pussy as I didn't want it or require it.

Kitty puts the plug-in in her air pocket although she tells me later that she knows more than about selling motorcar than the finance manager does. She tells me that he's not quite up to par with making deals. However, he hides it well enough that management doesn't snap on, but she could bust him if she chose to do so. Right now, he's leave to agree to the sales prices that she is requesting, but that may change soon. I tell her that if he does that then Chevy or dodging look awfully good to me. She smiles and secernate me that she has an ‘ in'with the ownership of this dealership and will use it when the time is right.

Since the 6 vehicle are all bought and paid for, the federal agent all get into their vehicles and just drive off. Thinking about our rod-iron William Henry Gates, I dial up the logic gate company.

"This is Jay, who am I speaking to ?"He asks.

"Jay, this is David Greene. I need a favor from your company,"I tell him.

"What favor can I do for you, Mr. Graham Greene ?"He replies.

"I need people gates in the wondrous Bill Gates that you put at my menage. The outer gate and the inner gate both need a pocket-size walk-through gate that also can be linked up with our surety system,"I tell him.

"wellspring, that's easy enough. Any day you want the work done, or just as we get to it ?"He asks me. I tell him to just take care of it at his convenience, which he tells me that he will.

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