The Chauffeur ( # 23 ) The City of angel

By : PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

As we disembarked from the plane, the co-pilot carried our luggage down to the tush of the stair. Fred walked over and picked each piece up and put them neatly in the trunk.

The ladies were all in the limo when Fred asked if he could talk to me privately for a moment. I was worried for a moment until I saw him reach into the driver 's tail and draw in out an 8x10 browned mailing envelope. I knew instantly what the discussion would be about.

"Mr. Greene, I think theirs been a fault. I received this envelope, which I had to sign for and designate my identification. When I pulled out the contents, I discovered this,"he said handing me the paper inside the envelope.

I glanced at it, ensuring that it did indeed say 2500 shares of Jaxson Inc. stock.

'' What 's the problem, Fred ? '' I asked.

'' Um, sir, I think you made a misunderstanding, or person did. I 'm happy with the stock, please do n't misconceive. However, is it supposed to be maybe 250 shares, not 2500 ? '' He asks very hesitantly.

"No, it says right here 2500,"I tell him just having a slight fun with him about it.

"Sir, I can read. I see that it says 2500. My tip is that maybe it is supposed to be just 250 and NOT 2500,"he says clearly getting frustrated with my poor attempt at humor.

'' Fred, listen to me and please listen well. I authorized it and Jill agreed. You deserve 2500 portion. You work hard, you come and go at our whim. You 've sent me a mates of good Guy in your nephews. You 've even taken on helping Paula teach new chauffeurs how to do their job better. Paula says nothing but great things about you. Now, I hope you do n't run out and cash these in right hand away, let them grow….and I can assure you they will raise. call up of this as an investing in your retirement,"I say to him.

'' Well, thank you, sir. I 'm humbled. I looked up the caudex price today. It 's at $ 271.50. That's up $ 1.50 from close yesterday. You have just given me over $ 650,000 AND you just gave me a huge raise something like 30 %. How can I be doing that wellspring for you when all I do is chauffeur you around ?"He asks quizzically.

'' As I said, you do a whole lot for us. You do n't bring in how nice it is to know that our chauffeur is n't somebody that we have to worry about running off with our secrets, '' I explain to him.

I get in the limo and Fred begins the journey to take us back to the Commune. In my head, I do some warm math 271.50 minus the 265.25 compeer $ 6.25 increase since I began handing out the stock certificates.

I ask Dakota for her cell earpiece. She hands it to me. I turn it to the figurer mode. I put in the number 271.50-265.25=6.25. She looks puzzled at what I'm doing. I script the phone back to her. I say to put in the routine of portion she has, which she does. I whisper in her ear, that's how much your fund has gone up since we gave it to you.

It takes a moment for her to realize in just a very short sentence her descent has increased by $ 62,500. She smiles her big cum fuck me smile, which I think I will acquire her up on later.

Jill asked what all the grinning was about. I explained that since the blood gift, the Jaxson Inc. parentage has gone up $ 6.25/share. Jill smiles and Tina smiles.

I got a text from Amy. She said her car battery was dead and she needed to get to the grocery computer memory. Before I replied, I asked Tina and Dakota if either one of them could take Amy grocery shopping. Tina volunteered immediately. I texted Amy back to let her know that Tina will take her when we get home.

The rest of the effort was uneventful. dealings was busy but not all that bad.

When we finally got to the Commune, everyone seemed remedy. Of course of instruction, Fred had the trunk open and our luggage on the footing just a match of minutes after he opened the set up door to let us snuff it the limo.

Tina quickly grabbed her stuff and headed inside to put it all in her room and to get Amy to take her grocery shopping.

Dakota, Jill, and I all got our poppycock and headed for the front door. As usual, I pulled a twosome of $ 100 bills out of my air hole and handed them to Fred. He, as usual, tried to politely decline. I said to him,"Just take the shucks money,"as I put it directly in his hand. He, as usual, thanked me.

I told Fred that I didn't believe that I needed him tomorrow, but if I did need him to go anywhere, I would just let Paula know.

He got into the limo and left.

When I got inside, I took my luggage to our bedroom. Jill was already unpacking, putting her dirty clothes in our wash hamper.

Not remembering what day of the calendar week, it was, I asked Jill. She let me acknowledge that it was Th. In my top dog, I did n't see any rationality we could n't have another play weekend. Jill thought that would be a wondrous idea.

As we finished unpacking, I was both hungry and tired. I chose to take a nap.

CHAPTER 2

Once again, it was several hr before I woke. My head was a bit blurred as to what day it was. I remembered laying down late Thursday afternoon. I looked at the clock, it read 3:05am. WOW, where had the time gone ?

Jill was laying adjacent to me, completely asleep, but looking as gorgeous as ever. The room was almost completely dark, except for the bit of Moon coming through the wooden blinds that weren't closed.

I got up and headed to the bathroom. Once finished in there, I put on a span of basketball shorts and my common white tee shirt.

Quietly leaving the bedchamber, I went down the hallway towards the kitchen.

Surprisingly, I found Jennifer and Amy just sitting at the kitchen bar and having a drink. By the way, each was talking, I guessed that they were having adult drinks. Of course, the bottle of Rum and 2-liter of Coke sitting on the rejoinder also gave me a clue.

Both smiled their beautiful smile when they saw me.

"goodness Morning, lady,"I said smiling.

"Morning ? We haven't even been to bed yet. Want to conjoin us in bed ?"Jennifer said to me.

Amy agreed.

While it didn't seem as if they were trashed, I could tell that they were feeling lilliputian to no pain.

The two of them tried pulling on my arm to get me to head to a bedroom with them. Both slope of my brain were in a fight. One the decent guy side, my stupid brain says ‘ don't do it. You'll have plenty of fun with them this weekend.'However, the horndog face of my brain said, ‘ why the hell on earth not ?'

For the moment, the gentleman side of my brain won out, but it could go the other way…. maybe.

"Ladies, I would love to require you to bed, but I'm pretty certainly you two would be bettor if I didn't play with you right now. I was thinking about having another play weekend, are either of you interested ?"I ask already knowing the answer.

Amy speaks up first,"shucks, that means I need to do a whole lot More grocery shopping. I need to get the family cleaned and get laundry done. Hell, maybe I should start right now,"She says trying to get up.

I step over to her, putting my implements of war around her to stabilize her. Of course, she thinks that I'm putting my arms around her as an indication that I want to play, which I do, but that's not why my arms are around her.

"See, I knew you wanted to work,"she says with a half-hearted smile and her eyes a bit droopy.

She put her sleeve around my neck trying to plant a soggy wet kiss on me. I conceded the stage allowing her to kiss me as passionately as she could. She stuck her glossa out licking my lips and the surface area underneath my nose. That told me she was indeed more thrill than I suspected.

Jennifer, now feeling left out, stood up holding on to the countertop trying to put me into a David-sandwich.

She said into my ear a good deal meretricious than needed,"David, how did we ever get so golden that you include us in your playtime ? You do realize that we both love you, don't you ?"She said in a manner that suggested that she too has had a bit too practically to drink.

I looked back at the handle-size bottle of Rum and realized it was about 40 % gone, something I didn't notice when I first saw it sitting on the counter.

I scooped Amy up in my arms, with Jennifer taking cargo deck of my arm with hers. I walked them down to a bedroom that I knew was unoccupied. I opened the door and laid Amy on the bed. Jennifer was already peeling dress off.

I kissed Amy telling her goodnight. I turned around to see Jennifer virtually naked already. I kissed her and whispered in her ear,"drama with Amy, she wants you,"knowing that either or both would be numb shortly.

Jennifer frowned but decided to come what I had said and climbed into bed with Amy. They started kissing. I just stood there for a couple of minutes being the voyeur, but alas, as I suspected they both fell quickly asleep as they snuggled into one another.

I quietly left the bedroom and closed the door behind me.

bearing back to the kitchen, I put the feeding bottle of rum away. Poured out the remainder of the already pelt potable. I put the trash into the dishwasher which was empty. I put the cap on the bottle of Coke and put it in the fridge.

Once in the electric refrigerator, I realized that I was hungry. I pulled out the jelly and decided to possess my personal favorite : a toasted double-decker PB & J sandwich with a glassful of ice-cold milk.

As I waited for the toaster to pop with my first two slices of loot, I wiped off the retort both where they made their deglutition and where they were sitting drinking their drinks.

Smelling something burning, I looked at the toaster. We had a new one, that I didn't realize until it burn up my first two gash. I readjusted the setting dial as it was all the way to the max at telephone number 10. I turned it down to bit 3 thought that for a new toaster that should be dark enough without burning the toast.

I pulled the two cauterise fade of toast out and tossed them in the meth. I put in three cut now since the new wassailer was an 8-slice wassailer with four levers to cook two slices at a time.

I began to look around, virtually every one of my particular on the tilt that I gave Amy was in the kitchen.

I opened the cabinets and drawers to find silverware, existent plates, bowlful, Tervis ware cups, chocolate loving cup, drinking glasses, cooking utensils, potholders, new cookware including three roasting pans of different sizes. I was truly astonied. Amy had done well, very well. The kitchen was indeed prepare. I also noticed that we had two blenders, two social, a food central processor, and a second microwave. None of which I noticed when I entered the kitchen as my tending was to the two drunk beauties that occupied the room.

I did notice a list just lying on the bar rejoinder. It had some early items that she felt we needed.

The leaning read : Dining room table, seating at least 12, China cabinet, Noritake china, straight silverware, a box to hold the silver gray, newspaper towel holders, a desk for planning, a day of the month book, several dry erase plank, multiple message pads… the list just stopped.

Amy had indeed done well so far, and her list only confirmed that she was the proper selection to entrust running the house.

I pulled my laptop computer out and plugged it in. I opened it and logged into work 's e-mail. Again, shaking my headland there were another 413 electronic mail. I thought to myself that with only two days away from my laptop the electronic mail grew exponentially.

I scanned through them looking for important ones first.

I noticed one from the district handler in Tampa demanding he knows why I ‘ sneak'into one of his restaurants without asking him permission.

At first off, I thought about being liqueur and explaining my situation, but then my instincts took over. I replied that I didn't need his permission since he reports to me, not the other way around. I continued to narrate him that he should be measured as there are flock of high-quality people who could replace him, should he prefer to leave our employ.

Just to be an ass, I signed the email"Respectfully, your boss…. David Graham Greene, managing director of Operations Jaxson Inc."I smiled as I hit send with return reception requested. This way he couldn't say that he ‘ just got'the email.

I also blind copied the two HR citizenry, one with Jaxson Inc. the other the regional HR for the restaurant group.

I said to myself,"Take that you piss-ant,"smiling the hale time.

looking at over the banging listing, I saw many electronic mail that were just read-only ones that had copied me on various topics. For the first fourth dimension, I saw one from one of the horse tracks that we now owned. I had forgotten about those money-makers. I opened the one that was titled"HELP ”. I was worried at first thinking that this may be one of those spam e-mail, but it wasn't.

As I read the electronic mail, it was from a Ted Thomas Willis, Director of cognitive process at Tampa Bay Downs. His email eluded to emergence that they were having with the gaming committal in the province of Florida.

The email explained that one of their dealers had put together a pocket-sized radical of people who worked as a ring in their cardroom. They would work the tables moving their way to the final table. The dealer, who was a key part of the band, was dirty-dealing ensuring that the others in the doughnut were getting all the practiced cards.

What tipped the gaming committee off was a professional poker player from Las Vegas and Atlantic City recognized the shady ways of the dealer.

He first complained to management, who basically did nix. He contacted the older management of the lead, who also did nothing look that this was just the muttering of somebody who lost their money.

It continued telling that this guy then filed a grievance with the res publica of Florida's gaming military commission. That prompted them to hold all the surveillance video for the past 6 months. Now, normally that wouldn't be a trouble, however, there were several motor hotel cases coming up in the next couple of weeks and without the surveillance, the cases would be dismissed, and they would be assailable to civil lawsuits.

What he was asking for amounted to effectual help since we now owned that track and respective others. He gave me his contact information at the tail of the email.

I read the email a instant metre just to puddle certainly I understood all the salient details. I put the entropy down on my notepad, along with Mr. Willis contact information.

He did ask for me if we were ever in Tampa Bay to chitchat him and the track as it is one of the oldest in Sunshine State and a quite beautiful park, while not Churchill Down nor a few of the early storeyed parks, it was a high-quality park with a storied story none the less.

I made some Federal Reserve note about calling the legal team in Florida as well as yell the State of Florida gaming commission. My first instinct was to request that the television be duplicated, and the originals be returned, however, I wasn't sure if that was even possible. Of row, my second opinion was about if they even had a warrant to take up the TV and why wasn't legal already involved ? I sent Mr. Thomas Willis a reply e-mail telling him that I would be contacting him later today.

I began reading many of the ‘ read-only'emails to be able-bodied to dispose them. I glanced at the clock on the microwave. It read 5:55am. I figure that I would reach Mr. Willis about 9am our time, which would be about noon Tampa time.

I did respond to a few of the e-mail saying ‘ thank you'for the info, just to let them get it on that I had read the electronic mail that they had sent

I saw another electronic mail from one of the truckage handler. He said that most of the tires that were ordered from BF Goodrich was delivered and they were a big hit as several motortruck across the US were making the substitution. He also asked if we could give it to order another group exactly as the get-go set and bear them delivered to the Lapp fix before they started getting low.

I sent a return email asking him if we were taking the removed tires to one of the Dallas retreading locations, and if not, could we get that underway.

I responded that I would drive guardianship of it. I sent the guy from BF Goodrich requesting another social club, but this time I doubled the social club asking that they once again deliver the tires to the Sami locating.

I did insure the financials and found Jill had already paid their invoice. I scanned through the invoices and didn't see anything out of line.

Going through more of the emails, I saw one from Roger. He recommended three hoi polloi to plow the firearm training. One east coast, one in the Midwest, and one Westcoast.

He suggested Tom John Smith, East seacoast, Mathew Miller, Midwest, and Diego Sanchez for the Westcoast. He gave me contact information for all three. I replied that I would get in trace will all three and give thanks you for your punishing work. I also asked when he would be back in LA.

Once again, I glanced at the microwave oven clock. In my headland, I decided that we needed pin grass in every room, including the kitchen. If both microwaves were being used where would one expression for the time ? I got up and added that to Amy 's list.

I went back to recitation and discarding the ‘ read-only'emails.

After a duo time of day of working my way through the emails, I came across one from peculiar Agent Fernandez letting me know that he had heard rumblings from some of his sources that there may be some variety of revenge headed my way from the Russian family. He offered me some auspices, assigning an agent if I felt that I needed one to shadow me for a couple of weeks.

I replied a thank you for the heads-up, but at this time I would decline the factor, telling him that the agent should be working on something more important rather than babysitting me. I let him know that we have a certificate point already.

I copied Roger the electronic mail from Fernandez saying that I would like to take the two nephews of Fred from the sea-coast precaution that he hired as part of his security measures point. I would give them here to protect everyone.

Finally, at 8:50am I had emptied my e-mail inbox. I felt really accomplished, then it dawned on me that I promised to adjoin Ted Willis at noon his time, which would be in about 10 arcminute.

I got up and headed down the hall to our bedroom to get my phone. Jill was still as gorgeous as ever, and still completely asleep.

I pushed spread Dakota 's door, expecting to see her sleeping as well.

However, she was up, showered, dressed, constitution on, tomentum brushed. She looked stunning. When she saw me peeking in she jumped up, running over to me and leaping into my branch causing to take a step backward to keep my balance.

Dakota doesn't weigh much, but when that little bit of weight comes at you through the air, it comes with a bit of a force.

"Oh pa, I love you so much. I'm starving. I need to eat. If I don't watch what I eat I'll lose my girlish figure…hee, hee,"she said giggling at her own joke.

I decided to try and convey her to the kitchen. She had her lissom little body wrapped around me like a scalawag hanging on a coconut tree.

Dakota smelled delightful as she had some sorting of rose-scented perfume on. I nuzzled her neck but keeping my eyes on where I was walking.

I made it all the way to the kitchen only to see that it was one minute before 9am. Time to forebode Mr. Willis.

I sat Dakota down and pulled out my telephone set and began dialing. I put my power finger to my lips indicating to Dakota that I needed her to be quiet, which she nodded her top dog in acknowledgment.

"Hello, Mr. Willis delight,"I said.

"I'm Ted Willis, how may I facilitate you ?"

"This is David Green, I believed that I emailed you saying that I would be contacting you about now,"I answered.

"Yes sir, I was just understand your electronic mail a few minutes ago. Thank you for calling me."

"I looked up whom our legal congresswoman is in Florida. It's a large firm based in Tampa called Shallowitz, Nowicki, and Rubens. I'm going to call them next after we hang up. Apparently, Gloria Rubens is the partner that handles cases such as what you have. I 'll send you an email with her inter-group communication information so you can accompany up on Monday. '' I tell him.

"Thank you, sir. In about 10-15 twenty-four hours we have a twosome of motor lodge cases coming up. One is about an rape of a young madam whose husband got drunkard and slapped her around when our security tried to arrest him, he gave them a laborious time. It ended up taking three officers to stay him until local law enforcement arrived. The early guinea pig was one for the Feds. It involved a couple of guy rope trying to go through off phony money. Mostly 20's and 50's, trying to outride under the radar but we caught them anyway. The U.S. secret military service has collected all the spurt visor, nearly $ 1000 dollar sign in all. They want a copy of our videotapes for that day following the guys passing the bogus broadsheet and if we do n't have the television to copy for them, then they will release these bozo. '' He explains.

"Mr. Willis, I wish you had sent me this e-mail Sooner, I just returned from Tampa last dark. I was there checking on two of our former brands, The Pinetree and our restaurant in Ybor City."

"OH, I know that restaurant, it's one of my wife's favorites. She's Cuban and loves their roast pork mojito and she's been trying to set the managing director, Mr. Garcia up with her older sister."He tells me, making me think that the whole radical of them need a West coast holiday for a hanker weekend, and who knows, maybe some playtime.

I thanked him for the entropy and promised to send him the email regarding Gloria Rubens.

CHAPTER 3

My next Call was to Gloria Rubens.

"Hello, Law offices,"said the gracious voice.

"Gloria Rubens, please."

"I'm sorry, she's in a group meeting right now. May another attorney help you ?"She asked.

"No, Ma'am. My epithet is David Graham Greene, I'm the film director of Operations for Jaxson, Inc. Please have her counter my call at her earliest convenience."I said before hanging up.

When I hung up the telephone, Dakota was already pulling my underdrawers down and stroking my partially erect cock.

I thought to myself,"Man she makes me feel so good."

Having my middle closed, I was startled a bit with another set of hands were rubbing my shoulder. It was Amy asking what time I put her to bed.

"Around 3am, you and Jennifer were pretty well buzzed,"I explained.

'' Yeah, Jennifer is still in bed, moaning, but not in a skilful way, '' she said

giggling.

At this point, Dakota had me fully erect and she was working her oral magic on my manhood. Amy realized it and walked around in front of me and straddled my lap causing Dakota to throw to release my cock from her mouth.

Dakota moaned her sad moan and put on her pouty face playfully pushing Amy from behind.

They both giggled together.

'' I had Daddy first until you plopped your hoochie goofball on his lap, '' Dakota said playfully.

"fountainhead, I'm sure you had him in Florida, so I get him first,"Amy said giggling.

Amy stood a bit lowering herself down on my hard pecker, impaling herself completely on me in one movement. She just sat there my cock buried into her as far as it would go, which was past her cervix uteri as I felt the tip of my cock push past that.

She began rocking her untested body back and Forth on my manhood. Then she did something that no one else had ever done to me before. She moved her hips sideways, not back and Forth River on me, but left to compensate and back again. This new counselling of motility caused me to swell up and nearly shoot into her after just a few virgule.

When she sensed my cock growing inside of her, she slowed down her movements to keep open me inside of her a bit longer.

I felt her cunt cramp on my cock, and I watched her centre glaze over. I in-turn started of thinking about anything else than Amy's dulcet pussy.

We fucked like that for about 15 moment or so. Dakota got up off her knees, being bored watching Amy and me fucking and she not being part of the fun.

Dakota got up and poured herself a cup of coffee keeping a insomniac eye on Amy and me. Amy went back to thrusting from side to side. This felt incredible. Thankfully, Amy reached her orgasm before I hit mine.

"OH, GAWD DADDY, YOU brand ME FEEL SO DAMN GOOD !"She announced loudly.

I reached my own climax saying,"DAMN DARLING, HERE I CUMMMMMM !"shooting circle after forget me drug inside of her Henry Sweet Loretta Young pussy.

Dakota watched us hit our pinnacle together, sitting at the table licking her sassing and looking me straight in the eyes.

She leaned forward and said to us,"tinker's dam, you two look so hot together,"in a sexy tone.

As we both began to return to convention, Amy uncoupled from my lap and walked wobbly-legged over to the coffee pot. I just smiled and pulled up my shorts stuffing my deflating dick away for the moment.

I began to think about Roger's letter regarding the Russian crime syndicate. I put on my notepad that we needed several to a greater extent photographic camera out front, to fix a TV presence and wee-wee it rather obvious. I put on my notepad to prognosticate the security fellowship and have them come out as soon as possible.

Amy decided that she should fix us some sort of breakfast. I asked for scrambled eggs, pledge, maybe bacon or sausage balloon, whichever she decided to cook. Dakota asked for three fried arduous testis with 6 fade of toast and mayonnaise and three big slicing of love apple. She intended on making a fried hard egg sandwich with tomato plant and mayo, which to me vocalise pretty skilful. However, I stuck with my original order.

watching Amy wiggle her small wet ass while cooking for us made me smiling. In my headland, it was unbelievable how damned lucky I was. Jill, Dakota, Tina, Amy, Jennifer, Allison, the twin, Belinda, Dr. Ronda, Paula, and Donna. What guy on this planet, except for Hugh Hefner or Larry Flynt has it so dependable ?

I sent Roger another email. This sentence I let him know that I was increasing our picture mien at the Commune. I also asked about attending with Dakota firearm training and having several of the playgroups attend. In my head, I was thinking that John and Diane, Allison, of course of action, Jill should at least learn how to handle a firearm even if they didn't decide to lend oneself for a carry licence. I also copied Diego Sanchez whom Roger suggested take over the small-arm training for the West slide operations.

It didn't take long for Amy to end fixing breakfast for Dakota and myself. I asked,"Amy, darling, aren't you going to eat ?"

"Um, no not now. I think I need to take a quick shower and rinse the sex off me. Maybe that will hold your cum from continually running down my legs…. hee, hee, hee,"she said giggling before she shook her cute ass at me and trundled off to a bathroom.

Dakota and I ate in quiet, although Dakota did reach over and held my hand for a couple of minutes, clearly in a show of love for me.

I gently squeezed her hand back returning the sentiment.

I scribbled figure on a blank sheet of paper of my notepad. The Edgar Guest list for play night, Friday night. The lean was essentially, the whole playgroup.

Amy, Jennifer, John and Diane, Paula, Dr. Ronda, James I and Nadia, Donna, Marcus, Allison, the twins, Belinda, the CG boys, Dave/Marsha/Sandra with a big question German mark next to them, Dakota added Roger, if uncommitted, She also added Mark Newberg and mike Booker, however I scratched mike Booker off the list.

Dakota also wrote Fred and put a large interrogative mark next to his epithet. I just sat and pondered that one, figuring that I needed to personally handle that.

I added Special Agent Fernandez with a inquiry mark as well. Dakota scratched his name off the tilt noting that he wore a wedding striation. I had missed that but was grateful she didn't.

Although many, if not nigh of the peeress, were bisexual it seemed to me we were light on hombre. I did the stick figure counting coming up with 10 Guy, that included myself and Roger ( if usable ) and Fred, again with a question mark.

On the charwoman 's side, we had 16 lady name calling that included Marsha and Sandra, Nadia, the counterpart and Belinda, as well as Allison and Diane. Dakota circled Diane and noted that she may not be well received with her recent antics. I just wrote ‘ don't vexation about it ’.

Dakota having gobbled down three of her electrocute hard egg sandwiches, got up and rinsed her plate off and put it in the dish washer. She opened the fridge and poured me a turgid drinking glass of pineapple juice handing it to me smiling.

She leaned down and kissed me passionately.

She too left the kitchen to head towards a bathroom.

I too rinsed my plate and silverware off and put it in the dishwasher, noting that it was about 75 % broad. I added detergent and Jet-dry and started the machine.

On the way back to my bedroom, I pushed open a door that held privy and Diane, still all snuggled up together sleeping.

I pushed open Tina's door noting that Amy was in the shower, and Tina was sleeping still. I contemplated joining Amy in the shower bath but dismissed that melodic theme since we just had a wonderful few second of sex in the kitchen. I pulled the door closed.

I reached my own bedroom. I walked in and found Jill in the exhibitor, this prison term I decided to bring together her. I quickly shed my boxer and went into the bathroom. It was full of steam. I knocked on the glass door to see not only Jill's silhouette in the shower but another one as well.

I opened the door and peeked my head in. There was my favorite Jill being service by my newest sub, Allison. I just stood there being a peeper watching two beautiful women intertwined and enjoying each other. I knocked on the trash, startling Allison and causing Jill to open her center and smile her gorgeous smile. She motioned me to join them with one index finger.

I stepped into the cascade with a raging erection from watching my two cover girl servicing each other.

"David, you certainly picked a wonderful sub here in Allison. She has a delicious tongue,"Jill said to me.

I stood Allison up, bent-grass her over at the waist so she could keep to service Jill with her tongue. I moved behind her and gently slid my cock into her very wet pussy. She moaned loudly as I pushed my intact length into her.

I began my thrusting in and out of her woman flock. She was having a difficult time keeping on undertaking of pleasuring Jill with her knife as I was fucking her unfermented twat from behind.

Jill reached over and turned the shower bath off. Although the hot water felt great, it was washing away Allison 's womanly wetness causing a bit more friction.

I put my men on her hip and thrust into her with more force-out. This caused her to moan loudly and spray my second joint with her wetness. I just kept up pounding her delicious pussy with all the force play I could muster after Amy just had her way with me in the kitchen.

Jill arrived at an climax first, pulling Allison's look into her sex hard. Allison just kept up her oral assault while I kept fucking Allison from behind.

It didn't take long before Allison also reached her orgasmic pinnacle. Her orgasm was so emphatic that I felt her genu weakening. I put my arm around her midsection to keep her from collapsing. She was nearly beat weighting in my arm moaning continuously.

I kissed Jill. I kissed Allison on the backrest of the neck opening which caused her to moan and say,"darn, I'm so lucky to get met you both. I have never felt this loved ever in my life,"in a soft tender voice.

I stood her up and the three of us formed a group hug, kissing each other as our bodies pulled tighter together. Unexpectedly, Jill turned the shower back on, startling Allison and me. Jill just giggled.

The three of us took turn erotically washing the other two. As Allison soaped up my shaft, she put the stallion matter in her lip after she rinsed me off. Jill kept my mouth occupied with one of her gorgeous breasts.

As Allison kept her oral accomplishment on my manhood, I felt that twinge as my clump retracted into me. I said to Allison,"Honey, I'm going to cum,"to which she just moaned and sucked harder.

I exploded into her mouth, Mexican valium after rophy that she swallowed like a pro. My own heart rolled backward for a second as I truly savor cumming into Allison 's accepting mouth.

After I regained my senses, she soaped my deflating prick and rinsed all the sex off me.

Once we were all clean, Jill again turned the H2O back off and we all stepped out. I took a magnanimous towel and began to dry my gorgeous wife. Allison grabbed another towel and began doing the like thing. After my wife was dry, she walked back out to the bedroom and Allison began drying me.

I embraced Allison, kissing her deeply and passionately. She responded in kind.

We pulled our bodies together embracing one another before she broke the candy kiss. We were now dry and headed out to the bedroom.

Allison said to me quietly,"You know that Belinda really wants you. She's not into the unit dominance/submissive thing that I truly enjoy with you. However, she really wants some time with you to make love you, to suck you, and hopefully, you 'll make love her in the ass as she loves anal sex and your married woman told me about your start time with her. She says you 're a gentle anal devotee, taking care not to hurt or injure someone. That is hot for me ! I knew you were a good Daddy/Master. You just do n't have that closeness in your eyes. Your eyes are so loving. They give you away, '' she says to me.

"Darling River, that is such a compliment. Thank you,"I tell her before I ask her to ask in all her booster to a play party Fri night and into Saturday.

However, I did say that everyone must go home by Dominicus dawning as I needed at least one day of rest period before work on Monday.

Allison teased me that I'll probably need more than one day of sleep if we have a two-day period of play party.

I did ask if she knew a couple of nice guys to invite. I told her that currently, I 'm expecting 10 guy and 16 dame and maybe just a duo of nice guys would avail even the ratio. She said she did indeed know of a couple of truly nice guy wire that she thinks would fit in with the political party. I suggested that she phone them and give me their contact information so that

I may call them personally and receive them as well.

She picked up her dress, pulling her phone out of the pants air pocket and texted me the two Guy physical contact information.

Allison dressed and left the sleeping accommodation. Jill was also dressed, but she sat at the makeup table putting on her composition and looking as gorgeous as ever.

CHAPTER 4

Dakota came bursting into the bedroom. She barked out,"St. David, Jill you need to descend to the TV elbow room and see what's on the news,"before she headed back out to the hallway.

I put my basketball shorts back on and a E. B. White tee shirt, Jill was already dressed and followed Dakota out the door. I followed in just a moment later.

The three of us literally ran to the TV room. There on our 95"TV was our Fred pointing his weapon at a guy who was holding a woman hostage with a tongue to her pharynx as the Channel 11 Fox whirlybird hovered overhead.

The police were just arriving. You could barely get a line Fred telling the guy to put the knife down. He repeated the order. law were getting out of their gondola with their weapons drawn as well.

Suddenly, the unanimous affair erupted on live TV. The guy with the knife, reached around behind himself with the former hired man, allowing the womanhood to fall to the ground. He pulled out a revolver pointing it in the commission of Fred. Fred and at least two police officer fired hitting the guy. Fred just hung his head, knowing that he had hit, and probably killed the guy.

Fred laid his arm on the exhaust hood of the townspeople car and put his hands in the air. Two policeman rushed to the guy on the ground kicking the gun and the tongue away from him. One officer checked for a beat and throw off his head.

Another policeman cuffed Fred and took him to the dorsum of his cruiser.

I grabbed my headphone and called my admirer who ran the bail bond agency. I quickly explained what had just happened, thankfully, she had just watched it on TV as well. I told her that the guy that they just cuffed was one of my employees and for her to post his bail no matter how much it was.

Jill was calling Paula to explicate what we had just seen on TV. Dakota was heading out to the garage to get her car. Jill and I turned off the TV and headed out the movement door. Dakota pulled up and we got in and she sped off toward the Police station. She weaved in and out of the traffic running every yellow light she came to.

I called each of the CG guy cable, who had also seen it on TV. They offered to put up the money for their uncle's bail. I told them to guide to the Commune to protect everyone that was there as there may be some tidings media approaching the house wanting a input. I instructed them to not say a Christian Bible and to not even open the door to sensitive. They acknowledged what I told them and said that they were on the way to the house.

funny thing about adrenaline, the wholly domain seems to act in tiresome movement as you want it to move faster.

Dakota arrived at the Police post before the officer who was transporting Fred arrived.

Dakota parked her car and we all rushed into the station. We were met by a gruff honest-to-god man at the straw man desk. We explained to him why we were there.

He told us to just sit down in the lobby area and when Fred arrived, we would be allowed to go upstairs.

I decided that I didn't want to wait, so I dialed up Lt. Horowitz, who happened to be on duty. He said he would be right down to get us. He also had watched the issue unfold.

He arrived only a dyad of instant later, holding various visitor badges. He acknowledged the social movement desk, Sargent.

He gave each of us a badge and put the rest period on the counter for the front desk John Singer Sargent to put in a drawer.

Vladimir Horowitz took us to the elevator and up we went to the 6th storey. On the way up, he explained that Fred was only being detained, not arrested. The officeholder at the tantrum only needed entropy about how the whole thing unfolded before the other police officer arrived. He also said that one of the police officer took his car keys and pulled the car into a parking office and will be bringing the keys to the station. They had chosen to not tow the car.

The three of us seemed relieved knowing that Fred was only being detained and not under actual arrest.

When we got to the 6th floor, we were directed to a set of chairs next to the entering doors to the with child room that was bustling with officers at diverse desks.

Although it was only about 10 minutes, the wait seemed like an hour.

Dakota notices Fred being led into the room and seated at a desk in the centre of the way. He did n't see us waiting by the threshold that he just came through.

I stood up and headed over to Fred, asking the ladies to rest where they were unless Horowitz or another police officer told them to go over.

Fred was just sitting there looking at the floor. I walked up and said to him,"Hey Fred, crazy thing I just saw on TV,"I just stopped there thinking that now was not the clip for bad jokes.

He smiled when he saw me. I put my hand on his shoulder and asked the officer if he really needed to be cuffed as I would take full responsibility for him. The police officer, named Joe, agreed and uncuffed Fred, putting the handcuff back into a leather pouch on his belt.

We began the long journey of the questions and solvent. Before Joe began his questioning, I told Fred that there was no reasonableness not to answer Officer Joe's questions fully and truthfully. If they did decide to halt him, for whatever reason, do not worry as we had already made arrangements to have bail posted. Fred thanked me and began answering Officer Joe 's questions.

I got up and headed back to Jill and Dakota, explaining to them that Officer Joe was just asking questions about how the whole chain of events began. I told them to ring Paula and have mortal headland to the car and pick it up, not wanting it to be left in that parking lot where who knows how many people saw the case on TV.

Jill suggested that if we could get the key now, her and Dakota could go get the car and take it to Happee, Happy limo and then head back here to beak Fred and me up.

I went back over to police officer Joe asking if we could have the key to the car to get it back to the limo function. Joe asked Fred if that was OK with him. He, of course, told policeman Joe yes. military officer Joe handed me the winder which I walked over to Dakota and Jill. I gave the keys to Jill. Who kissed me and Dakota kissed me and they headed out.

I went back over to Fred and sat down next to him. I listened as Fred explained how the issue unfolded.

After several minutes of Q & A, another military officer arrived with the young lady who was held as a hostage. She raced over to Fred, hugging him and kissing him with many ‘ thank you'for saving her life.

Fred smiled and hugged her backrest.

I realized that I was hungry, the adrenaline was now wearing off and my tum was beginning a riot wanting food.

I asked Officer Joe if it would be OK to guild some pizza for everyone. He shrugged his shoulders saying the saw no issue with it. I asked how many officers were on duty here in this elbow room, he looked around and told me about 50 plus a few multitude such as Fred and I which brought the total around 60.

I got up and pulled out my cell sound dialing the local pizza Hut. I ordered 25 large pizzas. 10 cheese, 10 pepperonis, and 5 Supreme. They gave me a monetary value which I put on my American Stock Exchange. They told me about 45 arcminute to an hour. I told them the pizzas were to go to the 6th storey to military officer Joe, but I had to expect at his epithet badge to get his last name. officer Joe Candy. The phone someone acknowledged everything and verified what I ordered, but he asked what crust I wanted. I told him half of the cheese and half of the pepperoni to be split evenly between Pan and Hand-tossed. All five Supreme pizzas were to be on Pan encrustation.

We ended the call. I told officeholder Joe that it would be about 45 minutes to an hour. He phoned downstairs to the front desk Sargent and let him know that Pizza Hut would be delivering 25 big pizzas.

After the phone call, military officer Joe went back to more questions. One tiny hiccup was that Fred had not had his carry licence on him, it was in the car glovebox. Officer Joe reminded him that it was to be on his person if he had his weapon on his person as well. I worried that this one item might get Fred arrested. However, Officer Joe looked up in the computer and found a perfectly flow carry license. He chose to overlook the minor infraction, suggesting that Fred put the permit on his holster somehow to avoid future issues. He agreed to do so.

The hr passed quickly as two officers and the pizza Hut delivery guy came into the way with all the solid food. You could hear the ooh 's and ahh's when everyone saw the food. They put the oodles of pizza on two vacuous desks. I got up and went to the pizza pie Hut guy and signed the just the ticket and left him a $ 100 tip. His eyes grew prominent looking at the tip and asking,"Are you sure sir ?"I just nodded my head. He said thanks and headed back down to the entrance hall where the front desk John Singer Sargent made him allow for all the hot bags so nada was being smuggled into the station.

Officers and others grabbed composition plated, some table napkin, and pulled a couple of slices on their denture. Even officer Joe, Fred, and I got in line for pizza.

Thankfully, when it was our spell, I grabbed three cut of plain stitch cheese pizzas.

After our dental plate were wide-cut, we sat back down. military officer Joe thanked me for providing tiffin and went back to the Q & A with Fred.

The whole process took another yoke of hours. Jill and Dakota had returned telling me that the Town car was back at the Happee, Happy limousine garage.

I asked military officer Joe how much longer. He said that they were basically done.

Of line, they would get to submit the report to the district attorney but did n't see any charges being filed as it certainly was a case of self-defense and a decent case of valiancy on Fred 's part saving the life of the young lady.

We thanked ship's officer Joe and headed out. Officer Joe asked if we wanted to aim any of the pizza with us since we had bought it. I declined but did ask if someone would pack a pepperoni pizza pie down to the front desk Sargent as he has a truly stinky job being at the front desk. Officer Joe handed one of the pepperoni pizza to another policeman and told him to guide the pizza down to the figurehead desk Sargent.

Fred shook my manus again thanking me for the support.

The four of us headed down to the car as Jill and Dakota both hugged Fred and kissed him.

This made him both smile and blush.

We only took the lift to the minute storey as they have a base on balls through to the parking garage on the irregular floor. We used it and I saw Dakota's car almost instantly as we got into the parking garage.

Dakota unlocked the car and I and Dakota got into the nominal head arse and Fred and Jill in the back seat.

As we were driving towards the outlet, I heard a zipper being unzipped in the back prat. I glanced over to the rear and saw my Jill unzipping Fred and fishing out his mostly firmly shaft. I watched for a moment as I saw my beautiful wife begin to orally dishonor his cock. He just laid his head back to bask the ride.

I just smiled and turned back to the straw man. Dakota was grinning from ear to ear.

Fred said,"This is truly the City of Angels,"referencing Jill as one of the angels.

Fred held out for quite a while before he announced,"Ma'am, I'm about to cum. You may desire to pull me out of your wonderful backtalk,"which was very gentlemanly I thought. She just kept him inside her mouth as he erupted,"OH nooky MEEEEEEEEEE,"with his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

I knew just how wonderful Jill's oral acquirement were, and now so did Fred.

When we arrived at the Commune, I asked Fred to join us inside, but again, as usual, he declined very politely.

As the ladies went inside, I asked him to bundle a bag and be here about 5pm Friday night for a weekend of dramatic play and debauchery. He wasn't sure if he should. I noted that he already had one of Jill's delightful blowjobs and I was pretty for certain he would enjoy himself this weekend. He hesitantly accepted.

He said that one of his nephews would take up him home as he saw both of their cars in the courtyard.

I went inside and summoned JP to strike his Uncle menage. Which he gladly did.

CHAPTER 6

The rest of the day was uneventful compared to the whole Fred incident. I phoned Bob Jaxon. He too had seen the intelligence of Fred, he just didn't know that it was an employee of ours. I explained that there was aught to concern about as the Police were not pressing bursting charge and that the Jaxson epithet was not mentioned.

Just import after getting inside there was a roast at the door. The security guy cable were here. I walked with them out front end to the courtyard saying that I wanted it to be various obvious that this whole outside would be under surveillance. I did indicate them that I wanted a brace of photographic camera pointed at the street noting if anyone was watching the theater. I also wanted a hide camera and a illumination on 24 60 minutes a day to immortalize the tag numbers of any vehicle that entered the chemical compound along with another one that took picture of the driver, but that I wanted those cameras hidden and fed into a computing machine inside of the star sign.

They told me it would look at two, maybe three daytime to finish the whole projection. I told them to work on it Friday but be done no later than 3pm as I was expecting guests for a company and to summarize the body of work on Monday at their convenience.

I did ask if they had a recommendation for an electric gate society. One of the bozo checked his cell phone and gave me the contact selective information on a small but high-quality troupe that he trusted and referred several the great unwashed to that were very happy with the work.

I thanked him for the recommendation and headed back inside.

Once back inside, I phoned the gate troupe that was recommended to me. I set them up for a get together on Monday telling them I wanted a rod-iron roll back gate on a track that moved quickly not one of those slow ones that allowed two or three elevator car to swipe in like many condo complexes. They said that they would charge someone over mid-morning on Mon and would have several option for me.

I asked Amy when the pool was serviced last. She didn't know. I asked her to phone the pond caller and have them service the syndicate before our party Friday night.

Amy did severalise me that Tina and she were just heading out to the grocery store computer storage. She showed me a list. I added a few thing to it. Steaks, ribs, lot of salad veggies for a orotund salad, acidity cream and Hidden vale Ranch Dip mix, a declamatory bottle of Marzetti's acetum and oil bandaging, respective cake mixes and accompanying frostings, along with steak sauce, grape jelly, and various bottles of Sweet Baby beam BBQ sauce, some A-1 and Heinze 57 sauces.

Amy made a joke about asking one of the twins to drive her using their SUV. Tina began to get all butt-hurt and put on her pouty expression. Amy kissed her brass telling her she was just joking, which made Tina smile again.

I told both Tina and Amy that on Tuesday, restrain the day open as many of us will be attending a gun base hit class at the shooting orbit. Tina's face squished all up. I assured her that no one is being forced to use for a deport permission, but that everyone including Jill and I would be attending.

I went on to narrate the madam about what we saw on live TV this morning with Fred. Both peeress were completely shocked. It made me feel ripe when both Amy and Tina asked how Fred was doing. I assured them he was fine and thanked them both for being concerned with another component part of our family.

Amy did ask if this was to be kept a hole-and-corner or is anyone allowed to know. I replied that only our family/playgroup. We didn't need any outsiders sticking their nose into our business. They both agreed.

I decided to call Sharon at the hawk to check on my intrepid four to check on their progress.

"howdy Sharon, it's David Graham Greene,"I said as she answered the phone.

"hello, Mr. Greene. Why the call ?"She asked.

"I just wanted to check on my four that I sent you. How are they doing and more importantly how are you doing ?"

"I'm just ok. Thank you for asking. However, I have to ask you a personal interrogative. Is it me, or are the Gemini the Twins completely different mentally. One seems as knifelike as a knife the other….well, she's pretty but maybe the blond dye infected her brainiac and removed some brain cells as she keeps having to be told which office is for what power building. We even put a piece of tape measure on the doorway to facilitate her remember which part belongs to which construction,"she says kind of chuckling.

"No, Sharon you're absolutely right. I think that their beginner must have told one of them ‘ don't worry, you don't have to be smart because you're pretty ’, I said laughing, which in go made Sharon laugh as well.

"Sharon, now it's my turn to ask you a personal question. Are you seeing anyone ? I ask because I'm hosting a political party Fri dark and there will be several one Guy. Now, before you get all worried, I'm not trying to set you up with anyone. I'm just making an offer. You certainly are welcome to decline, its just a friendly invitation,"I say to her.

"Sir, I would LOVE to come to a party. I've been avoiding doing things like that since my married man died. My friend Dr. Ronda keeps telling me that I need to get out and forgather masses, maybe not romantically, but foregather them none the less,"she tells me.

"Um, Dr. Ronda is a closemouthed and dear acquaintance of mine and my wife. You need to speak to her, as she will be coming to the company on Friday dark. The party will last through Sabbatum and everyone will be sent home on Sunday morning, '' I explain.

"REALLY ? Dr. Ronda is a acquaintance of yours ? She and I have been great friends since our senior yr in high school. I went to USC and she ended up going to UCLA. I majored in liberal artistry and graduated with a degree in management and a underage in English literature. Obviously, Ronda went for a pre-med degree before getting into medical school, where she flourished. This is unique. I'll give her a yell tonight after work. Oh, and your four are surd worker they are Sir Thomas More than half done already, something that I didn't expect when I saw all the work,"she said to me in an excited voice.

"Sharon, don't vexation, I don't tending if you call Ronda from oeuvre. I'm a bit more loosen up than any chief you probably have ever had. By the way, since we will be having food, is there anything I should be aware that you might be allergic to ? '' I asked.

"Nope, I can eat everything, of course, it makes Dr. Ronda envious as she is always watching what she puts in her mouth, '' she tells me.

I laughed out loud. She doesn't know what the hell Dr. Ronda has had in her mouth, but maybe this weekend she will.

I thank her for the update and end the call.

I texted Dr. Ronda the be message :

Play company Friday dark, Saturday. Go abode Sunday first light. I invited your friend Sharon, she accepted. She'll be calling you to get item, please tell her about my parties. I think a party would be salutary for her. Love ya, David.

It took a few minutes, but I got a text edition back from her saying :

Saint David, how do you know Sharon ? She's been a friend for years. I'll expect her call. I'm so looking forward to Friday night. You've made my day. smack, Ronda.

well, there's two off the list counting Fred that makes three.

I went over to Dakota in the kitchen, who was eating another sandwich. I asked for the company inclination and how many she has contacted. She pulled the list from her helper's Scripture and handed it to me. There were red baulk by the epithet she had called to invite. She had not called Dr. Ronda yet. I picked up her red pen and checked Dr. Ronda off the tilt and added Sharon's figure and put a check mark next to it as well.

I gave the list back to Dakota who put it back in her notebook. There was still various name calling that she hadn't checked off. Five of them were Allison and the ladies from the pond dwelling. I decided that we didn't need to shout out them since they would be home tonight, and we could just ask them. Then I remembered that Allison already knew from the gaming this morning time with Jill.

So I checked Allison 's public figure off the inclination as well.

Going out to the TV room, I found Jill working away on her laptop recitation email and responding.

"Darling, how do you do it ? I haven't been on my laptop computer for three solar day and I have over 800 emails,"she said sounding a bit frantic.

"I just save logging in and knocking them down. However, once I read the read-only ace I delete them. No pauperism to sate my email box once I read the information,"I tell her.

"Hey, that's a good musical theme. I can probably winnow out nearly 1000 emails that I had been saving,"she says with a bit of glee in her voice.

She begins checking off single that she has already read today.

I lean over the back of the couch and kiss the top of her head. She purrs a bit. I leave the room to walk around the theater looking to see whom maybe here.

I stop back at the kitchen and ask who might be here.

"Well, you know that Tina and Amy just left. Jennifer left earlier to head to the position taking Diane with her. Donna is at the call middle, she took John the Evangelist as well, saying she would be back tonight. Paula is at the limousine company. Fred's nephews are around here somewhere. And your four tenant are at the hawk working. Did I miss anyone you were looking for ? ``

"Nope, that is okay. I sent one of the CG boys to drive Fred home,"I told her.

Just as I said that the other guy, Derrick came from down the hallway. I smiled at him. He told me that he got a school text from JP that Fred is home safe and he 's coming back but that he 's run into traffic and it will take a bit.

I thanked him and his cousin for watching over my sign.

Suddenly, I heard Jill let out a big swear. I walked over to her and asked what was the problem.

"This stupe fucking idiot from auditing. He doesn't think that he should approve banknote unless we get ‘ leverage authorizations. He's as stupid as they come. Why institute an extra step in paying a card when we submit the flier directly,"she says with a large measure of venom in her voice.

"Then fire him or set him straight. You run the financials, not him,"I gently said to her.

"You're right. Let me scream him. Oh, it figures, he's in fricken Montana. Nothing to do out there. I'll give him a claim try to talk to him, if he doesn't listen, then I'll just let him go. How does that sound ?"She asks still really ticked off.

"speech sound good to me. Hey, do we need the auditing section in Treasure State ? Maybe we should move it to somewhere that is unspoiled weather yr round of drinks, like Tampa, capital of Georgia, or even say Los Angeles ? '' I ask with a smile.

"Los Angeles…. the City of Angels…. what a great approximation. How soon can you earn that fall out ?"She says to me with a big smile.

"How about the beginning of following month. We'll set up shop at the war hawk. Of course, we'll offer everyone an chance to transplant to LA, even your tough guy who you can keep on a watchful eye on, that is if he even comes here,"I say to her.

I dial up Jennifer.

'' Hey, there sexy. Dakota tells me there 's another of your wonderful company this Friday night, which will shed blood into all day Saturday and then into Sabbatum dark. But we all must go home on William Ashley Sunday morning…. good matter I'm now living at the Commune,"she says with an obvious smile in her voice.

"Jen, I have a patronage motive. I 'm deciding to close out an auditing location up in Montana, where the weather condition filthy half the yr or Sir Thomas More. I 'm going to transfer it to the hawk here in LA. I want to offer anyone who would like to channelize to LA, which they may need your assistance in finding a home here. Do you recall you have clock time to help or should we hire another realtor to serve with this ? '' I ask.

"Hire somebody. Since you have me on the big project of finding multi-story spot construction, I don't think I have the fourth dimension. How about your friend who found the Commune for you ? Maybe he's a good candidate,"she says to me.

"That 's a great mind, thank you, darling, I 'll look forward to seeing you Fri night, '' I say before I hang up.

I put in a call to Mark Newberg.

"Hey Mark, it's Saint David Greene, do you take a couple minutes to utter ?"I ask.

"For you sir, anything,"he says.

"Do you like the new place you're at ?"

"Its….um……its…. fine,"He says obviously trying to be politically correct.

"What would it take for you to bump someplace that you did n't cause to depend on commission. How much did you make last twelvemonth, if I may ask, '' I say hoping he didn't make all that much.

"fountainhead, last class I was in the hospital for about three week and lost some traction and it took nearly another 6 workweek to begin to make money again. '' He told me.

"Hmm, let me think. How about you come to form for me ?"I ask.

"David, I'm not sure you can afford me. Two years ago I made just a little over $ 100,000,"he tells me.

"WOW, really that much, eh ?"I tell him.

"Yeah, see I know you that it probably is out of your orbit,"He says trying to be humble.

"fountainhead, fuck…how about I offer you $ 150,000 guaranteed per twelvemonth for 5 years. You'll motivation to sign a declaration, of course. You would be working out of the Hawk, our new Highrise business district. It used to be called the kraft building,"I tell him.

The phone is silent.

"home run, patsy are you still there ?"I ask.

"Um, yeah I'm still here. You're kidding me, right ?"He says.

'' No, I 'm not kidding you. There are two things that I never kid about, sex and business, '' I tell him.

"Here's my thought process. I'm closing a industrial plant in Montana and several appendage of that location might shift to LA. I'm offering anyone assistance who chooses to transfer. This is only the tip of the iceberg. I'm going to probably shut everything in icky weather climate states. Now, to replace the commission that you would be losing, I'll pay you a directly $ 5,000 fee for everyone who transfers and buys a house here. Hopefully, you'll piece of work out some referral fee for yourself with a realtor in Montana and wherever else star sign sales may postulate to be done. How does it sound so far ?"I ask.

"Um, what's the word I'm looking for……oh yeah, awesome !"He says in a very felicitous voice.

"Hey, I don't think of, you're divorced right ?"I ask.

"Yeah, been divorced a dyad of yr now, why do you ask ?"

"wellspring, I'm throwing a party Friday night. spate of one women will be attending. Now, before you get all combat injury up, I'm not trying to set you up with anyone. I was just thinking that since you're going to come work for me, you might enjoy one of my political party,"I tell him.

"David, what form of party is this ?"

"It's daily. I'll be providing the food for thought and the booze. We have two syndicate here at the Commune so you might necessitate your swimsuit…. or not, '' I tell him.

There is a pause on the other end.

"You mean like skinny dipping ?"He asks surprised.

"well, um…. yeah, that could happen. Mark, do you know what a tramp political party is ? '' I finally decided to ask him.

'' Hell yeah, my wife and I became swingers for a while. The best fucking clip I 've ever had in my life. I 'll separate you the chronicle some time about my wife 's pair sister, '' he says with enthusiasm.

"Well, let's call my party a swinger-type party. The event should start Fri Night, run through all day Saturday and into Saturday night. Everyone must go home Billy Sunday morning to at least get one day off to rest before going back to work on Mon. Hey, render me your fax identification number and I 'll bear my

attorney fax you a contract, '' I tell him.

He gives me his fax number to his home before we end the call. I dial up the attorney and have them fax Mark Newberg one of our standard 5-year contracts with a guaranteed salary of $ 150,000 plus a straightaway $ 5,000 per home he helps people find that are transferring to LA. The effectual secretary says it will be faxed to him before 5pm tonight.

I text Mark telling him to go get a big can of pineapple juice and to tope a chicken feed every 8 60 minutes until political party clip. He texts back : K.

The four renter come home.

They look exhausted. I stop them before they head out to their syndicate home.

"Ladies, I'm hosting a play political party Friday night, that will run through Saturday and into Saturday night. Everyone will go menage Billy Sunday dayspring. Would you four be interested ?"I say even though I know that Allison has already committed.

'' Um, yes. I thought you already knew that. Allison told us on the way to influence this morning, '' Belinda tells me.

"No, I wasn't aware you even knew about the political party. I mean, I told Allison, but I wasn't sure if she would tell you or not,"I explain.

"We're in. And I think that Allison has invited a duo of guy wire to bring together the party, if that's alright with you,"Corey says to me.

"Allison, did you adjoin the guys you told me about ?"I ask.

"Yes, I call three guy, not just the two I already told you about. Carol reminded me of another guy. I called him and he is arouse and is waiting for you to call off him,"she says.

"textual matter me the contact info for guy number 3, so I can call him,"I reply.

She picks up her phone and sends me the information. Each lady kisses me and heads out to the pool home, all except Allison who heads down the hallway to her bedroom.

I sit down and pop calling the cat. Each one of the three agrees to come to the party Friday night. They were unaware that the party would last into Saturday and into Sabbatum night, with everyone going household on Sunday good morning.

I gave each one the address of the Commune and told them that the political party would start about 6 but the threshold would be locked by 8pm and no one else would be allowed in. Each one agreed to be there. They all asked what the rules were.

I explained alcohol would be usable, but moderation is the key. sot and hateful hoi polloi would be escorted out and never invited again. No, means no. Everyone is to be treated with respect, including my home.

They all agreed to the rules and each one asked if they should bring anything, such as a feeding bottle of wine-colored. I declined. Telling them that I have a brand of vino I would like them to sample foretell Cierra, and my helper is the spitting image of the portrayal on the recording label. Each one was very matter to in seeing the label and the gal that I 'm referring to.

I did differentiate them each that we have a duo of ladies that will be playing who are pregnant and need to be treated gently. Each one committed to doing so.

In my read/write head, the rest was now make fun 13 ladies 16. Close enough.

I felt that we didn't need to ask anyone else.

When I woke up Friday morning, my mind kept thinking that I should rent a chef to relieve Amy of all the cookery. She's got so often to do today, having to address the food for the weekend would only multiply her duties and would it take into account her to slow down and play ?

I asked Dakota to happen a chef from the local culinary school to hire to ply all the meals this weekend. I would prefer someone middle-aged or elder, by meaning midway aged being 45 or older. I also wanted someone that had experience making breakfast, lunch, dinner, and respective collation. We will allow for all the food for thought and even have extra food delivered by the grocery store. However, no sushi or other temperamental food. She said she would take guardianship of it for me.

I was very well-chosen with the way things were heading into this weekend 's

party.

My living is honorable. I am happy that I took that job as a Chauffeur.

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