The Chauffeur ( # 56 ) The Recording Studio

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

unfortunate for the caller, I had to consider if mike booking agent had a time to come with Jaxson, Inc. The transcription studio apartment was not making money, not at all. Mike was a dainty guy, but he didn't seem to be leave or able to get the recording studio running properly to make money.

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

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

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

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

"Well, the recording studio apartment is doing much skillful than when you first acquired it,"he tells me.

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

"mike, do you necessitate some help to get the recording studio apartment to start out making money ?"I ask.

"Well, it is making some money, but I don't think it's the amount 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 piddling bit of money, I would be uncoerced to oblige 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 eff anyone willing to buy it ?"I ask him, hoping he will tell 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 clock time to come up a financial backer ?"I ask.

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

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

"Saint David, will you give me a couple of weeks to see if I can put together a belittled fiscal group to make this transaction ?"he asks me. I'm not opposed to him trying to buy the studio, but I'm not convinced that he has the pull to get an investor or two to work the purchase. I wouldn't be opposed to him buying the studio in a defrayal plan, but here again, I'm not sure that he has the strong suit financially to pull that off.

"Mike, I'll tell 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 aid. If you don't have any masses willing to pace forward and aid you, then we will necessitate to look at other options. I'm sorry, but it's just time to cut the studio loose,"I tell him. I know that he is taking this operose, but you can't preserve throwing right 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 concerned in us creating a baby together, which I am all in favor of doing. I decide to dial her up.

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

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

"well, hey there sexy. When do I get to put my hands on you again ?"She asks.

"Well, whenever you choose to come see me at the home. You know that I'm available 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 read me some Shakespeare ?"She says laughing the whole prison term. I laugh back as we certainly know how to liven each former up.

"Well, maybe I'll put my hands and lips, and tongue on you and we can be as adumbrate as possible and hopefully hold that baby you want. fathom good ?"I ask her.

"Darling, anytime I'm with you sounds dear to me. Should I secern you when I'm coming over or just designate up ?"she asks me.

"Just record up. It's not like I wouldn't love to be surprised by you stopping by,"I tell her. I hear her giggling on the former end of the speech sound. I tell her that I love her and end the call.

The next call option is from Paula. She seems to think that she is having difficultness and would care me to barricade by and listen in on some earphone calls. I tell her that I will be happy to do so and that I will arrest by unpredicted that way staff members won't change their tactics if they know that I'm going to show up.

She thanks me and ends the phone call.

Just as I end the call with Paula, my earpiece buzzes. It's Special factor Fernandez.

"Hello, this is Saint David,"I say to him.

"Hey David, I was just calling to see how my wife is doing on her initiatory 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 care Jose, that was one of my stupid jokes. You know, it sounds fishy in my head but when I say it out loud, no one else thinks that it is funny remark,"I tell him. I get a slight chuckle from him.

"Jose, I've stopped by her desk a dyad of metre and she seems to be doing well. If you would like to speak to her, I can channel you over to her. I'm for sure she would know to talk to her boyfriend…. oh wait, you're her husband aren't you…hahaha. Yep, I'm still pumping out the stupid jokes,"I say to him.

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

I transfer the call. I can see her on the telephone set, and she seems very well-chosen and is smiling and chatting it up with Jose. Suddenly my earpiece buzzes again. I see it's Jose once again.

"Hello this is Jacques Louis David,"I say as I answer my phone.

"David, its me again. I wanted to order you that the investigation of the shooting in Phoenix at your girl Tina's college will be ongoing for a few workweek. local anesthetic law enforcement killed the perpetrator but not before he killed so many and wounded so many more. He certainly came to the campus well-armed with a plan to anguish and kill college scholar. We haven't found any sort of tone to explain why he did what he did,"Jose Tell me. I exhale thinking about how bad it could birth been with Tina, but we were so lucky that she was not hurt in any way.

"On a dissimilar note, we have been hearing rumors that the Russian brothers may be making another run at you, so please be careful. We also have heard intel that one of the Mexican drug combine may be trying to affect your businesses. Please hold on yourself good and protected. I heard you have hired 6 enigma Service broker, which I think is a smart motility. I'm not sure if you realize it but Jill and Dakota are your two unaccented golf links, 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 data and end the call.

I see Saint John and shout out him over.

"John lets you and me go to the shooting range. I think that you could use some common soldier lessons from the Secret servicing agent on better shooting. What do you think ?"I ask him.

"pit yes. I'd honey to get a shooting moral from the enigma Service agent. If you remember, I get one or two in the dark nerve center piece, but then I have two or three shots way out towards the edge of the paper target,"he says to me.

I go over to the secret Service agentive role and ask if one or two will drive trick and me to the shot range and help us be easily guess. They ask if we have even held a gun or own one. I tell them that we have gone to the shooting chain of mountains, but we really didn't do very well. One of the lady secret military service broker and one of the guy agents both volunteer to need us to the range.

I head over to Sharon and evidence her that John and I are going to the shooting kitchen range to get a private lesson from two of the Secret religious service agent. 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 normal living ? I don't really know.

Sharon calls Fred who tells her that he will be in the parking garage in about 25 transactions. I tell the two agents that Fred will be here in 25 proceedings, they tell me that I should just alarm them when I'm heading to the elevator.

John and I sit at my desk chatting about how thing are going. He is very glad 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 rumor was dependable, that Dr, Ronda wants to make a baby with me, which would clear three cleaning lady that I would create a sister with. I tell him that yes, Dr. Ronda wants a child by me, but she doesn't necessarily involve me to facilitate raise the baby financially.

He seems concerned about three women wanting to make a baby with me. He tells me that Diana has made it a point to tell apart him that no other woman gets to do a baby with John, full stop. He says that he's completely okay with that as he is nervous enough that he made a baby with his sexual love, Diane.

Thinking about the three women and babies, my creative thinker drifts over to Michael. I'm not sure what he was trying to do with Tina, but whatever it was it didn't workplace out. He and Tina didn't even form it up to her way. They both went up the stairs, but she came right back down less than 5 proceedings later with zilch to say. Michael didn't say anything either. He just took a posterior 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 honey for me that being suggest with Michael might chip in her assorted smell about me.

Sharon comes over to John and me telling us that it's prison term to channelise downstairs to meet up with Fred. I go to my condom in my office and get my gun out of it. toilet has his gun on his hip and the two arcanum Service federal agent both have their firearms on their hips as well. The four of us ride the elevator down to the second storey,

When we step off the elevator, we head to the crossover and base on balls into the parking garage. Fred is easily accessible. John the Evangelist and I open the back door and get in. One of the Secret Service Agents also gets in the binding with us. The former factor sits upfront with Fred.

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

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

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

I have never ridden with a female Secret military service agent in the back of a limo before. I took her over and she is stunningly beautiful. She's slender and athletic. She has long brown hair's-breadth and beautiful green eyes. To me, she has a Latino feeling to her.

"exculpation me, Agent, how long have you been with the enigma Service before we recruited you to occur to Jaxson, Inc. ?"I ask her.

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

Again, I think about Kitty creamer. I had forgotten that I promised a new Ford to all the Secret divine service federal agent when I hired them. They have not said anything, but I don't want to choose too long.

I dial up Kitty creamer and tell her that she needs to unite me at the Gerald Rudolph Ford dealership tomorrow which she readily agrees to do. I tell her that she needs to arrive to the office staff at noon and we will hire the agents 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 part by noonday. I had promised her a new Ford along with the 6 Secret Robert William Service agents and Margaret Fernandez, the newest penis of our substantial land department. I asked him to delight bring one of the large limo which he tells me he will do.

When we arrived at the shooting kitchen range, Fred parked right in front 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 door.

CHAPTER 2

The four of us went into the chain of mountains. John and I showed the comeback person our carry permits. The agentive role also showed their carry license. We were given 4 lanes next to each other along with 4 target area. The two agents got the ‘ bad guy'target with John and I getting the banner bullseye object papers.

All four of us had 9mm arm and thus I bought four box seat of ammo, so we had plenty of ammo to exploit with. We also rented 4 sets of eye protection.

Something that interested me was that the two agents pulled out these mitt and put them on as they were setting up the targets in their lane. I had not seen anyone using boxing glove and asked how much they help. The male agent William Tell John and I that it helps you handle your arm when your script are sweaty.

We put our targets up and advertize the button for them to go down the shooting image. John and I picked about 40 metrical unit. The two federal agent sent their target the entire distance of 100 metrical foot. I asked about how unmanageable it was to study to fire such a distance. The female broker tells me that it really depended on how effective your eyes are. If they are honorable then the distance really doesn't thing that much, but if they are not all that good, then you will miss a lot.

Once St. John and I have our targets up and our eye protection on both agents tell us how we should rivet on the target area. She tells us that we should only expire as we pull the trigger and not hold our breathing space when we fire our weapon system. She also notes that if we are right-handed, we should be looking down the gun sights with our justly handwriting. 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 deepen hands holding my weapon. It felt weird to hold the gun in the opposite hand. However, once I shot two or three unit of ammunition, the accuracy got much better. John was doing OK, but the agents were hitting bullseyes clock time after clock time.

The female agent asked if she could talk to me privately. I shrugged my shoulders and place my gun down and followed her rear to inside the range. She led me to a table and took a seat herself.

"Mr. Greene, if you have 6 agents who protect you, why do you require to larn how to enkindle 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 to represent myself not just be an easy target,"I tell her. She sits and ponders what I have said before she replies with,"Mr. 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 distich of hiccups between your scheduling and the agents protecting you. Please think of that we have years of experience in protection and will adjust your schedule to protect you and your married woman and your help,"She tells me once again.

"Mr. Greene, I was under the opinion that you had two onetime Coast Guard guy wire 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 doubt the upright that I can. The two CG boys are Fred's nephews however, they seem to be smitten with the two blond porn starlets that live out back in one of the pond homes. I haven't heard from them in over two weeks now. The girls are not in the theater that they rent from me and the boys haven't responded to my or Fred's text content, so we are not quite sure what is going on with them,"I tell her.

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

"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 ample beyond their wildest dreams, but you have a wife and an supporter that are both pregnant by you and a tertiary lady that also wants to get meaning. So, I must ask, what the heck is going on ?"She asked me.

"agent, Jill and I made a truckload of money this past year. Our bonus alone was in surplus of 500 million dollar bill. Jill and I are very open and physical with others, much like swinger mates. She doesn't care who I sleep with and I don't tutelage who she sleeps with. I do love my wife and my assistant. My salary from Jaxson Inc. is expectant than the remuneration of all six of you agentive role,"I tell her. I see the amazed flavor on her face.

"Um, OK. I'm not sure what a swinger'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 closeness does not stand for love. Plus, should I produce a baby with another woman, I certainly have plenty money to pay for the youngster,"I tell the agent.

"Um, this will sound really odd, but I have a baby who has tried to get meaning with various 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.

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

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

"agentive role, I've never met her. She may have no sake in making a child with me. However, I will do this, work her by the house and have her articulation all of us to have dinner and we'll see how things go,"I tell her.

She smiles and tells me that she is now aroused. I tell her that this is not an crack to create any infant, it's just an offering for her to link up us for dinner.

"She will like you. You are a gentleman, ameliorate than any of the also-ran that she seems to end up with. Plus, you are a hard proletarian. I would love it for you and her to hook up together, but that is between you and her,"the agentive role say to me.

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

Just as we were finishing our give-and-take, the male agent came into the seating surface area to ask if we were done shooting or if we were still having our conversation. I asked him how things with John is going. He tells me that privy has learned well once he changed hands with his shooting.

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

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

That really surprised me that he was involved.

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

"Well, yes. Especially since she and I are dating, and we want her sister to finally encounter individual 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 decent guy who takes responsibility for your own military action,"he says to me.

"Let me get this rightfield, you and she are dating and both of you are looking to me to help her sister create a baby. Am I understanding this wholly 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 sister is anything physically as the agent across the table from me, I just might be interested. It clearly is up to her to become responsible for her own action. I am sure enough that we will proceed things going, at least for now.

The two SS federal agent keep laughing and making it possible for me and the distaff agent's sister to suffer a day of the month. Getting intimate might be in our future tense, but just having a date seems much more plausible.

I watch John continue to fire off rung after round to get better at his shooting. The three of us sitting in the room still discussing John and myself and our shooting proficiency. The two SS agents get up and head back out to the orbit. They load their weapon and fire off several rounds, hitting the bullseye over and over.

John the Evangelist and I notice that we are hungry. We head to the grillroom that they must order a cheeseburger for Saint John the Apostle and a beefburger for me. We both order a handful of French fries. The female agent covers her fries with cetchup, just as Dakota always does. The male agent puts mustard and catsup on the burger and adds extra salt to the french-fried potatoes.

John asks the grill guy to cook the beefburger well done as he doesn't like any pink meat in his Warren Earl Burger. I also ask for a well-done burger, but I also ask for an excess numeral of fries. I salt the fries a bit extra and then slather them with ketchup.

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

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

John and I realize that we are hungry and offer the two agents to join us for some intellectual nourishment. Once we finish our object shooting, we head out to the limousine. The male person federal agent sits on the passenger side once again. The female factor along with John and myself sit in the spine of the limousine. The female agent asks me about the two pornography ladies and Fred's nephews. Fred doesn't seem to sleep with where the nephews have gone to nor does he know where the porn twins are.

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

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

The four of us head out to one of the limousine. The female SS agent sits in back with John and me. The male factor sits up front on the rider English. We head back to the Chateau. We get there reasonably quick.

I know that we have had a Nice time shot, but lavatory and I learned quite a bit. With John the Divine and I did some shooting, we feel that we've made advance with our small-arm. John and I have eaten both of our Warren Earl Burger and fries enjoying them all.

Fred does a great job at getting us back to the Chateau for the eve. When we arrive at the house, Fred pokes the necessary buttons to open the outer gate then he opens the inside gate. Once the outer gate is closed Fred pulls the limo into the courtyard and then into the service department. We get out of the limo and walk into the house and both of us sit down at the kitchen table.

Bobby and Sammy have made what looks to be a pleasant-tasting poulet casserole with noodles and cheese. St. John the Apostle and I think that dinner looks delicious and make ourselves a plate each. As I sit at the dinner tabular array, I think about the baby of the distaff federal agent. I wonder if she is anywhere as beautiful as the factor. I get the agent's business concern as mint of families to bear that one stupid youngster that can't seem to recover someone that is able to find someone decent to date, but instead they end up creating a baby and then arguing over who is going to parent the nestling with the char usually the one who ends up raising the child that she created with the ‘ loser'of a guy.

As we all walked into the business firm, it dawned on me that it was King John and I to go shot, yet we had one of the female agent, the unity that were supposed to defend Dakota or Jill. But I guess finding someone for her sister took precedence.

When bathroom and I returned, we were inundated with candy kiss from our partners. John got loads of kisses from Diane and I got lots of buss from Jill. I got a distich from Dakota as well, but she wasn't feeling all that dependable just yet. I sat down next to her on the couch and put my arms around her. She just laid her question on my chest of drawers and told me how much she loved me. I pulled her in tightly and whispered the same thing back to her which did make her smile.

When Bobby and Sammy announced dinner was ready, I told Dakota to just stay where she was, and I would bestow her a dinner party dental plate along with a feeding bottle of piddle. I got up and got a plate and filled it with a casserole and grabbed a bottleful of urine out of the electric refrigerator. I carried it over to her which made her grin and distinguish me to thank you.

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

The showtime email that I stop at comes from microphone Booker discussing that he would like a bit Sir Thomas More time trying to come up an investor to help him purchase the recording studio. I tell him that let's flavor again at this by the end of adjacent week.

From there I get an e-mail from Ms. Warren Earl Burger telling me how often substantially all of the Dallas food market is doing and that she wants to again thank me for promoting her and the other noblewoman to suit district director. Ms. Burger sent me a spreadsheet of each restaurant in the Dallas territorial dominion. Even the worst dominion was substantially above where it was before I put Plan B into workplace. In my head, I decided that I should buy each of the Plan B ladies a new car. I would start with Ms. Warren Earl Burger who has assumed the position as market place Manager and is handling all of the plan B ladies.

I put a vociferation into Kitty creamer and asked if she could sell Jaxson, Inc. some President Ford from Dallas to our district managers who were working for us there.

I took a bite of the casserole and a gulp of Coca Cola before I got back to the electronic mail. I looked at the restaurant in Las Lope Felix de Vega Carpio that was still in the companionship's top 15 %. I sent the district handler and the general Manager an electronic mail congratulating them on their uphold succeeder. I just wanted to remind them that I was still watching and not to intercept working at being a skilful quality restaurant.

lav came up to the function and asked if he could open a couple of bottles of wine-colored. Of course of study, I told him, yes, but it reminded me that I have three vineyard that I need to cover. 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 nursing bottle right at the vineyard. What they do is serve the people who pull off the main road, grant them a overnice appreciation of whatever wine they are worry in and sure enough, they end up purchasing a altogether case of vino at full-of-the-moon retail pricing.

I sent all three an e-mail of vexation. Since this past year has produced respective flak, I asked if any of the vineyard were affected and if so, how practiced 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 fellowship such as Jaxson, Inc. I remember the tyre that I started getting for the trucking companies and now they are the most successful party in all of Jaxson, Inc.

CHAPTER 3

I also saw an email from one of the casino. They thanked me for the help with the forged currentness. They explained that they worked with the United States Treasury department in capturing the culprits which are now behind bars and looking at 25 days to life for their offense. They went on to tell me that it was a radical of Russians that were trying to touch the casinos. I just sat there looking at the email telling me about it being a group of Russians that were trying to regard the casino by using the forged currency.

Well, that answered that question as to who was trying to get muckle of forged money into our gambling casino. I dialed up the Treasury department agent that was being copied on the email. I thanked him for the hard work that his department is putting into helping the gambling casino.

As I hang up the telephone set, Dr. Ronda appears in my doorway to the government agency. She looks just a beautiful wearing her scrubs and white medico coat as she does wear anything else.

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

As I was smooching on Dr. Ronda, John the Evangelist came up to the function and let me cognise that there was a guy at the outer logic gate asking to speak with me. I stood up and pulled Ronda behind me as we went downstairs. When I got to the kitchen to look at the security department camera, I recognized the guy immediately. It was the guy that I bought dinner party for at Longhorns. I poked the proper clit, thinking that we need a human gate in addition to the vehicle gates.

The guy trudged his way up the private road to the intimate logic gate. I had poked those buttons as well. He came into the courtyard and towards our front line 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 Nox. He said that he feels horrible when he must ask multitude for help. He said that he's been out of work for a duad of weeks now and with very niggling opportunity to get a nightly lavish and sleep in a fairly bed, he doesn't seem to be able to notice ordered work. He is a odd-job man by business deal, but lately, he ends up as just a janitor, not something that he wants to do. He was hoping that he could find oeuvre with my company somewhere locally.

I invited him inside to sit down and chat a bit. I see the agentive role getting a bit restless and nervous. He smells the casserole. I offer him a plateful which he readily accepts along with a deglutition of his choice. He asks for a tonic of any type. I get up and piddle him a home base of food and put it in front of him at the dining room table. I then make his pick of crapulence, Coca Cola.

I think for a few minutes 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 place to kip, a place to get a exhibitor, and he would be useful to the hotel handling continual matter.

As he finishes his get-go plate of nutrient, I offer him a second plateful which he accepts. The guy is really a decent guy. I get up and cause him a second plate, refilling his drink as well. He thanks me and begins to gobble 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 ride to the Pinetree on Sunset Blvd. and that I will visit the General Manager to give him a way and put him on the payroll. 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 sundown Blvd. has been having issues keeping people to puzzle out there. Hopefully, he will play out and work one issue we have at that location. I tell him that there is a decent Waffle household and an IHOP both across the street from the hotel so he can get a becoming repast. The guy thanks me and is ready to allow.

John has his truck right by the front door. I shake the guy's bridge player before he leaves. I somehow just experience a commodity feeling about his guy. I reach into my pocket and do what I normally don't do, I give the guy cash. It dawned on me that he won't be getting any meals from IHOP nor Waffle theater if he doesn't have any cash. I hired hand him a folded $ 100 bill and order him that his first payday will be in three days, it will be a partial pay but still a payday, nonetheless. The guy thanks me and school principal outside to get into privy's truck.

Ronda just sat at the board in amazement. She had never seen the generous side of me before. She grabbed my typeface and gave me respective buss. She drug me out to the couch in the TV room and planted me on the sofa before she entangled herself all into me. I thought for a import that my laptop was still on an engaged into the employment email portal. I whispered into her ear that I needed to go sprain 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 plow my laptop computer off the company's website vena portae. Once it was closed, I headed back down to a waiting Ronda who was all ready to get intimate with me. She was still on the lounge waiting for me to get all intimate with her as well. Once I sat down on the sofa, she straddled my lap taking my brass into her hands and kissing me. I responded in the same manner as she did. I kissed her as romantically as I possibly could.

Dakota got up off the vis-a-vis and told us that she was heading to bed in her bedroom. I was glad to hear that she was heading to bed a bit early so she could get some sleep. I looked as she passed by me and certain enough, she did deliver pantie on her cunning niggling ass.

Dakota going to bed gave Ronda an theme with me. She got up and took me by the hand to call for me to one of the gambling beds in my bedroom. Once we were in my bedroom, she pulled my wearing apparel off me and pushed me towards the bathroom for both of us to get into a nice hot shower. She was giggling the whole time.

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

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

"Ok, put him on,"I tell Gospel According to John. I'm thinking that this might be a vicious conversation, but I wait until John hands his phone to the General Manager.

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

"Sir, did you send a homeless guy to subscribe to a hotel room under the premise that I hire him, and he will turn for us as a handyman ?"the General managing director asks me.

"wellspring, here's what I did. He is a licenced jack of all trades and knows how to fix thing. I have seen over your incumbency as a General manager that you need a handyman to fix all the matter that keep breaking at your placement. Your locating might be one of the but one here in LA that don't have a live-in handyman that is able to fix things in the middle of the Nox, such as the TV, or the rooms that have a kitchenette the cooking surface. I am directing you to hire the guy, put him in your smallest hotel room where he will rest. You are to suffer him fulfill out the necessary paperwork and forward me a copy. Does that fathom 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 in effect 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 lack of HR piece of work to be done properly, it will just end up sitting and not be processed.

I think about the HR group discussion that I announced to occur at the end of this week. I had Dakota schedule a large league room next to the mortarboard. I talk to Sharon to ask how many HR the great unwashed we have scheduled and are we make for the possible mass exodus. I ask Sharon if we have files on all the HR people before the conference. She tells me that we do sustain data file 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 bath, but we never made it there. I go back to my bedchamber and see my Ronda sitting on a play bed waiting for me. Once again, she strips me down and herself and takes me by the bridge player into the toilet to take a decent hot shower together.

We both step into the exhibitor and twist it on allowing the hot water t cascade over our consistence. She pushes me against the wall and separatrix my cock until it is pointing at the ceiling. I ask her what she would like to do to me. She just giggles and tells me that we're going to make lovemaking once again as she isn't pregnant. That word made me a bit melancholy about her not being pregnant.

Ronda cupped my face and began to kiss me as the overnice hot water supply cascaded over our organic structure. She rubbed all over my body before she laughed and decided to lave my hair. She squirted a bit of shampoo into her hand and leaned me forward to make surely that my hair was plenty wet. She began scrubbing my fuzz with the shampoo, turning me around to get the book binding of my forefront as well.

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

Jill climbed up on the eternal rest bed and turned away from us. Ronda and I chose a play bed and climbed into it together. We began our process of making love to each former. As we were getting intimate, we spent to a greater extent than two hours all tangled up with each early. When we found ourselves finishing up, I asked her if she would care to spend the dark with me and Jill. She said she would jazz to spend the night with us.

We both moved over to the quietus bed, where Jill was already strait asleep. I gently climbed onto the bed and Ronda followed me. She turned away from me and backed her cute minuscule 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

Making lie with to Ronda for more than two 60 minutes, wore my ass out. It must have also done the same 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 patients at the hospital that she needs to go check on. I kissed her back and told her to please drive carefully. She dressed and left the bedroom. I don't know why, but my mind drifted over to buying the SS agents each a new fording. I got up and got dressed in my usual attire, drawers, and a tee-shirt.

I asked all 6 of the agents to depend upon with me to the Ford dealership where we will meet my fleet manager, pot Creamers. As we were riding towards the ford franchise, I asked each one of them to choose a Henry Ford II that they were interested in having. The female person factor that went shooting with us, who wants me to date her sister would like a Ford Flex, calamitous. The early female agent also wants a Ford Flex, but she wants white.

All four of the male agents told me that they wanted an F-150 each. Two of them wanted the quad cab and two of them only wanted an extended cab. Each one chose a different color.

As we all arrived at the President Ford dealership, I see that it isn't opened just yet. I ask Fred to occupy us all to that weird-sounding breakfast place ‘ eggs and meat ’. Quite possibly the queer breakfast name that I had a herd.

When Fred pulled up to the front room access, 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 duad of the broker asked what is trade good at this eating place. Fred just replied,"Look at the name, expression at the name,"which caused all of us to laugh.

I make it easy for the business line Captain James Cook as I order scrambled eggs and a couple of sausage cake. I also parliamentary law a glass of orange juice as I remember that they don't carry pineapple juice.

The two female federal agent both ordered over slow eggs along with some hash Robert Brown and some Sir Francis Bacon. They asked for coffee bean and a glassful of Milk for when their breakfast arrives.

The waitress asks if they would care a couple of gash of toast, which they readily accept. I know that the toast is for dipping into the over-easy part of the egg.

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

Fred asked for an omelette, filled with Roger Bacon and cheese. He also ordered a glassful of OJ as well as a chicken feed of milk. He said that he had a bit of an upset abdomen. I offered to drive for him, he declined telling me that he will block up at a Walgreen's and get some Tums to serve with indigestion.

We all enjoy breakfast. I find out a little more about the agent as all 6 of them became a bit talky as we all ate breakfast. The possessor remembered me and came over to say hello. One of the factor had his hired man on his weapon. Fred told him to calm down and relax as we know each other. The agent took his hand off his artillery 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 script during breakfast which made me smile. Oddly enough, I trust Fred more than I trust the agents. I haven't been all that long with them running my protection detail. I asked them if they were allowed to carry their firearm across state lines, they all tell me yes that their license gives them the rightfulness to express their artillery anywhere in the USA.

As we finished up breakfast, I paid for the meals and off we went back into the limo. We drove up to the street to the Ford dealership to purchase 6 new Fords. 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 rear door and all the factor slop out. I end up laughing as the agents are not used to being in the dorsum of the limos that they ride in.

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

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

"Well, four F-150s and two fording Flex. You'll have to chat with the federal agent as to color and which vehicle each one is interested in,"I tell her.

She rolls her eyes and walks off to part with the two female person agents. She gets the info from them and then moves over to the 4 guy wire. She gets the entropy from each one on what F-150 each guy is interested in.

She heads into the finance coach's federal agency looking for the Charles Herbert Best passel on the 6 Ford's. It takes more than an hour, but she returns with 6 sales agreement contracts. I look them all over and sign the bottom. Since I have been such a honorable customer, I only need to make them my Visa to pay for all the fomite. Kitty takes my card and direct back into the finance manager's office with 6 signed contracts.

It doesn't take much more than an minute, but she returns with 6 lot of samara. She hands each set of keys to each agent. She gets a smooch on the buttock from the four male factor and a handshake from the two female person factor.

I ask jackpot Creamers to let BJ lie with that we just purchased 6 Sir Thomas More vehicles and for her to please synch the gate codes up with their vehicles. She tells me that she will ready the yell for BJ is ready when the broker arrive at the house.

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

puss puts the circuit board in her pocket although she tells me later that she knows more about selling cable car 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 pinch on, but she could fall apart him if she chose to do so. Right now, he's uncoerced to agree to the sales event Price that she is requesting, but that may change soon. I tell her that if he does that then Chevy or Dodge look awfully good to me. She smiles and say me that she has an ‘ in'with the ownership of this dealership and will use it when the time is right.

Since the 6 vehicles are all corrupt and paid for, the agent all get into their vehicles and just drive off. Thinking about our rod-iron gates, I dial up the logic gate company.

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

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

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

"I need masses Gates in the fantastic Gates that you put at my house. The outer gate and the inner gate both need a minuscule walk-through gate that also can be linked up with our security system of rules,"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 ingest care of it at his convenience, which he tells me that he will.

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