The Chauffeur ( # 56 ) The transcription Studio

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

Unfortunate for the companionship, I had to regard if microphone Booker had a time to come with Jaxson, Inc. The transcription studio was not making money, not at all. microphone was a courteous guy, but he didn't seem to be willing or able to get the recording studio running properly to attain money.

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

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

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

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

"well, the recording studio is doing much in force 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 company under the Jaxson, Inc. flag.

"Mike, do you take some help to get the transcription studio to start making money ?"I ask.

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

"Mike, it 's not making money at all. If it was making just a little bit of money, I would be willing to hold on for just a bit longer, but it's not making any money and unfortunately, I think it is time to cut the transcription studio loose. Do you know anyone willing to buy it ?"I ask him, hoping he will recite me that he wants to buy the recording studio.

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

"No, I'm not opposed at all. However, are you capable to buy the studio, or do you need prison term to observe a financial angel ?"I ask.

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

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

"David, will you hold me a couple of week to see if I can put together a modest fiscal group to piddle this dealing ?"he asks me. I'm not opposed to him trying to buy the studio, but I'm not positive that he has the pull to get an investor or two to urinate the leverage. 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 strength financially to overstretch that off.

"Mike, I'll tell you what. I'll give you to the end of this week. We will babble out again to see how you are coming with some financial help. If you don't have any mass willing to pace forward and help you, then we will postulate to face at former options. I'm sorry, but it's just time to cut the studio loose,"I tell him. I know that he is taking this hard, but you can't preserve throwing good money into a losing venture.

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

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

"The guy who is trying to establish you a sister,"I tell her.

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

"Well, whenever you choose to come see me at the house. 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 translate me some Bard of Avon ?"She says laughing the whole time. I laugh back as we certainly know how to liven up each other up.

"wellspring, maybe I'll put my deal and lips, and tongue on you and we can be as intimate as possible and hopefully make that baby you want. vocalize soundly ?"I ask her.

"ducky, anytime I'm with you sounds secure to me. Should I state you when I'm coming over or just picture up ?"she asks me.

"Just show 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 other end of the phone. I tell her that I love her and end the call.

The next margin call is from Paula. She seems to think that she is having difficulty and would care me to lay off by and mind in on some phone calls. I tell her that I will be happy to do so and that I will hold on by unheralded 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 song with Paula, my phone buzzes. It's Special factor Fernandez.

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

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

"fountainhead, we traded her for a new pickup and some sandwiches from Jimmy Saint John,"I say to him.

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

"Not to worry Jose, that was one of my pudding head jokes. You know, it sounds suspicious in my brain but when I say it out tatty, no one else thinks that it is funny,"I tell him. I get a slight chuckle from him.

"Jose, I've stopped by her desk a couple of time and she seems to be doing well. If you would care to speak to her, I can transport you over to her. I'm trusted she would hump to talk to her boyfriend…. oh delay, you're her husband aren't you…hahaha. Yep, I'm still pumping out the stupid caper,"I say to him.

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

I transfer the call. I can see her on the phone, and she seems very happy and is smiling and chatting it up with Jose. Suddenly my phone buzz again. I see it's Jose once again.

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

"David, its me again. I wanted to enjoin you that the investigation of the shot in Phoenix at your fille Tina's college will be ongoing for a few weeks. local anaesthetic 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 ache and kill college students. We haven't found any sort of short letter to excuse why he did what he did,"Jose William Tell me. I exhale thinking about how bad it could accept been with Tina, but we were so lucky that she was not hurt in any way.

"On a different note, we have been hearing rumor that the Russian brothers may be making another run at you, so delight be heedful. We also have heard intel that one of the Mexican drug cartels may be trying to regard your businesses. Please keep back yourself safe and protected. I heard you have hired 6 enigma serve agents, which I think is a smart move. I'm not sure if you realize it but Jill and Dakota are your two weakest link, they are very close to you and they are both meaning, so please don't let them go anywhere without security,"Jose tells me. I thank him for the data and end the call.

I see John and call up him over.

"John lets you and me go to the shooting orbit. I think that you could use some private lesson from the arcanum Service agents on better shot. What do you intend ?"I ask him.

"Hell yes. I'd love to get a shooting lesson from the enigma religious service agent. If you remember, I get one or two in the dark center piece, but then I have two or three shots way out towards the edge of the paper aim,"he says to me.

I go over to the Secret Robert William Service broker and ask if one or two will choose lav and me to the shooting cooking stove and help us be substantially shots. They ask if we have even held a gun or own one. I tell them that we have gone to the shooting stove, but we really didn't do very well. One of the lady Secret religious service agentive role and one of the guy agents both volunteer to take us to the range.

I head over to Sharon and distinguish her that can and I are going to the shooting range to get a buck private moral from two of the enigma Service agents. She just smiles 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 federal agent McHenry and that it seems to be going along well. I am always concerned about the ladies that live with me. Does my bearing prevent them from having a normal life ? I don't really know.

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

whoremonger and I sit at my desk chatting about how things are going. He is very felicitous 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 unfeigned, that Dr, Ronda wants to make a sister with me, which would micturate three women that I would create a babe with. I tell him that yes, Dr. Ronda wants a baby by me, but she doesn't necessarily need me to help set up the infant financially.

He seems concerned about three womanhood wanting to take a shit a baby with me. He tells me that Princess Diana has made it a point to differentiate him that no former woman gets to make a infant with John, time period. He says that he's completely all right with that as he is anxious enough that he made a baby with his love, Diane.

Thinking about the three charwoman and babies, my creative thinker movement over to Michael. I'm not sure what he was trying to do with Tina, but whatever it was it didn't work out. He and Tina didn't even take it up to her way. They both went up the stair, but she came right back down less than 5 transactions later with aught to say. Michael didn't say anything either. He just took a tooshie at the table in the kitchen when he returned from upstairs.

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

Sharon comes over to John and me telling us that it's time to point downstairs to meet up with Fred. I go to my safe in my office and get my gun out of it. John has his gun on his hip and the two enigma Service agent both have their firearm on their hips as well. The four of us ride the elevator down to the second floor,

When we step off the elevator, we head to the crosswalk and walk into the parking garage. Fred is easily accessible. toilet and I open the back doorway and get in. One of the Secret serving Agents also gets in the back with us. The other factor sits upfront with Fred.

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

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

"wellspring, it's not your JOB, but I do give thanks you for carrying firearm protection,"I tell him.

I have never ridden with a distaff enigma divine service broker in the back of a limo before. I took her over and she is stunningly beautiful. She's slender and gymnastic. She has long brown hair and beautiful green eyes. To me, she has a Hispanic look to her.

"Excuse me, agentive role, how long have you been with the Secret Service before we recruited you to come to Jaxson, Inc. ?"I ask her.

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

Again, I think about puss Creamers. I had forgotten that I promised a new Ford to all the closed book Service factor when I hired them. They have not said anything, but I don't want to take away too long.

I dial up Kitty Creamers and state her that she needs to join me at the Ford franchise tomorrow which she readily agrees to do. I tell her that she needs to total to the agency at noon and we will lease the agents along with Jose Fernandez's wife and Tina's Mom to the franchise.

I slide the privacy shade down and ask Fred to delight get Tina's Mom tomorrow and contribute her to the office by noon. I had promised her a new Ford Madox Ford along with the 6 Secret Service agent and Margaret Fernandez, the newest fellow member of our real landed estate department. I asked him to please bring one of the expectant limousine which he tells me he will do.

When we arrived at the shooting compass, Fred parked right hand in front of the doorway 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 range. John the Evangelist and I showed the counter person our carry permits. The broker also showed their carry permits. We were given 4 lanes next to each other along with 4 targets. The two agents got the ‘ bad guy'fair game with King John and I getting the banner bullseye target papers.

All four of us had 9mm weapons and thus I bought four box seat of ammunition, so we had plenty of ammo to operate with. We also rented 4 Seth of eye protection.

Something that interested me was that the two agents pulled out these baseball glove and put them on as they were setting up the targets in their lane. I had not seen anyone using baseball glove and asked how a lot they help. The male agentive role tells Saint John and I that it helps you deal your artillery when your hands are sweaty.

We put our target up and advertise the button for them to go down the shooting kitchen stove. trick and I picked about 40 invertebrate foot. The two broker sent their target the entire distance of 100 understructure. I asked about how hard it was to see to arouse such a length. The female agent tells me that it really depended on how good your heart are. If they are good then the distance really doesn't thing that much, but if they are not all that proficient, then you will miss a lot.

Once St. John and I have our targets up and our eye security on both agent tell us how we should focus on the object. She tells us that we should only exhale as we pull the gun trigger and not hold our breath when we fire our artillery. She also notes that if we are right-handed, we should be looking down the gun sights with our right handwriting. However, if we are left eye dominate, then we should be shooting with our left hand.

Since I am left eye dominant allele, I had to change bridge player holding my arm. It felt weird to book the gun in the opposite manus. However, once I shot two or three round, the accuracy got much better. John was doing OK, but the factor were hitting bullseyes time after prison term.

The female person agent asked if she could verbalise to me privately. I shrugged my articulatio humeri and laid my gun down and followed her book binding to inside the range. She led me to a tabular array and took a rear herself.

"Mr. Greene, if you have 6 broker who protect you, why do you want to hear how to sack your gun better ?"she asks me.

"fountainhead, 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 defend myself not just be an gentle fair game,"I tell her. She sits and ponders what I have said before she replies with,"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, we're not going to let anyone get to you, Jill, or Dakota. You pay all of us well to protect you. We still have a match of hiccups between your scheduling and the agent protecting you. Please remember that we have geezerhood of experience in shelter and will adjust your schedule to protect you and your wife and your assistant,"She tells me once again.

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

"Well, to answer your question the scoop that I can. The two CG boys are Fred's nephews however, they seem to be smitten with the two blonde porn starlets that live out back in one of the pool base. I haven't heard from them in over two weeks now. The girls are not in the house that they rent from me and the male child haven't responded to my or Fred's text messages, so we are not quite certainly what is going on with them,"I tell her.

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

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

"factor, Jill and I made a truckload of money this past tense year. Our bonus alone was in surfeit of 500 million dollar sign. Jill and I are very give and forcible with others, much like swinger dyad. She doesn't tending who I sleep with and I don't precaution who she sleeps with. I do love my wife and my assistant. My salary from Jaxson Inc. is large than the salary of all six of you agents,"I tell her. I see the stunned feeling on her face.

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

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

"Um, this will sound really odd, but I have a Sister who has tried to get pregnant with respective dissimilar guys and so far, she has been unsuccessful. Want to assist her along ?"the agent says to me. I'm not trusted if she's testing me or if she's serious.

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

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

"Agent, I've never met her. She may cause no interest in making a baby with me. However, I will do this, convey her by the house and have her join all of us to stimulate dinner and we'll see how things go,"I tell her.

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

"She will like you. You are a gentleman, undecomposed than any of the losers that she seems to end up with. Plus, you are a punishing worker. I would bed it for you and her to hook up together, but that is between you and her,"the federal agent say to me.

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

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

Then the Male broker said something that surprised me."So, did you ask him your motion about your sister ?"he says.

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

That really surprised me that he was involved.

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

"fountainhead, yes. Especially since she and I are dating, and we want her babe to finally find out individual that is a decently guy. We ran respective stay on you before we came to exercise for you and everything that we have investigated about you tells us that you are a decent guy who takes responsibility for your own action at law,"he says to me.

"Let me get this right field, you and she are dating and both of you are looking to me to help her sister create a infant. Am I understanding this completely 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 baby,"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 interest. It clearly is up to her to get responsible for for her own actions. I am sure that we will observe things going, at least for now.

The two SS agents observe laughing and making it potential for me and the female agent's babe to possess a date. Getting intimate might be in our future, but just having a date seems much more plausible.

I watch John continue to send away off rhythm after round of drinks to get sound at his shot. The three of us sitting in the way still discussing John and myself and our shooting techniques. The two SS agents get up and guide back out to the range. They load their weapon and burn off several rounds, hitting the bullseye over and over.

John and I notice that we are hungry. We head to the grillwork that they must fiat a cheeseburger for whoremaster and a hamburger for me. We both order a smattering of French people fries. The female agent covers her nipper with ketchup, just as Dakota always does. The virile agent puts table mustard and ketchup on the burger and adds extra Strategic Arms Limitation Talks to the tike.

Saint John the Apostle asks the grill guy to ready the beefburger well done as he doesn't like any pink nub in his burger. I also ask for a well-done hamburger, but I also ask for an redundant bit of Roger Eliot Fry. I salt the minor a bit surplus and then slather them with ketchup.

The two agents also order a well-done burger with stack of Daniel Chester French Fry. 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 John and me learning More and more about the shot.

John the Evangelist and I realize that we are thirsty and offer the two agents to unite us for some food. Once we finish our mark shooting, we head out to the limousine. The male person agent sits on the passenger English once again. The female agent along with John and myself sit in the back of the limo. The female agent asks me about the two porno Lady and Fred's nephews. Fred doesn't seem to know where the nephews have gone to nor does he know where the pornography twins are.

The shooting utilization goes well. The two agent still help John and me to improve our aim shooting. The SS agents take the clock time to address John and my discrepancies.

I am felicitous that the four of us contract some clip to praxis our shot. John Lackland changes bridge player to his odd hand which helps him immensely with him being left eye dominant.

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

I know that we have had a nice time shooting, but St. John the Apostle and I learned quite a bit. With John and I did some shooting, we feel that we've made progress with our piece. John and I have eaten both of our Burger and tike enjoying them all.

Fred does a great job at getting us back to the Chateau for the even. When we arrive at the house, Fred pokes the necessary clitoris to open the outer logic gate then he opens the inner gate. Once the outer gate is closed Fred pulls the limo into the courtyard and then into the garage. We get out of the limo and base on balls into the family and both of us sit down at the kitchen table.

Bobby and Sammy have made what looks to be a delicious chicken casserole with noodle and cheese. Saint John the Apostle and I think that dinner party looks Delicious and crap ourselves a plateful each. As I sit at the dinner table, I think about the sister of the female agentive role. I wonder if she is anywhere as beautiful as the agent. I get the agent's business organisation as lots of families to have that one stupefied child that can't seem to find out soul that is capable to obtain someone decent to date, but instead they end up creating a baby and then arguing over who is going to raise the child with the charwoman usually the one who ends up raising the child that she created with the ‘ loser'of a guy.

As we all walked into the household, it dawned on me that it was John and I to go shooting, yet we had one of the female person agent, the ace that were supposed to guard Dakota or Jill. But I guess finding someone for her Sister took precedence.

When John and I returned, we were inundated with kisses from our partners. privy got lots of buss from Diane and I got scores of kisses from Jill. I got a couple from Dakota as well, but she wasn't feeling all that honorable just yet. I sat down following to her on the couch and put my blazon around her. She just laid her head on my chest and told me how much she loved me. I pulled her in tightly and whispered the same thing back to her which did spend a penny her smile.

When Bobby and Sammy announced dinner was fix, I told Dakota to just stay where she was, and I would bring in her a dinner plate along with a bottle of water system. I got up and got a plate and filled it with a casserole and grabbed a bottle of water out of the electric refrigerator. I carried it over to her which made her grin and narrate me to thank you.

Since I haven't really incur much work done today, I make myself a plate of intellectual nourishment 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 e-mail once again. I start with the duplication and decimate them. That only takes me down to about 275.

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

From there I get an email from Ms. Burger telling me how a good deal considerably all of the Dallas market is doing and that she wants to again thank me for promoting her and the other gentlewoman to become district managing director. Ms. Burger sent me a spreadsheet of each restaurant in the Dallas dominion. Even the worst district was substantially above where it was before I put architectural plan B into work. In my headspring, I decided that I should buy each of the architectural plan B ladies a new car. I would startle with Ms. Burger who has assumed the positioning as Market handler and is handling all of the Plan B ladies.

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

I took a bite of the casserole and a swig of nose candy before I got back to the email. I looked at the eating house in Las Vegas that was still in the troupe's top 15 %. I sent the territory managing director and the superior general Manager an e-mail congratulating them on their continued achiever. I just wanted to remind them that I was still watching and not to block working at being a good quality restaurant.

whoremonger came up to the office and asked if he could open a match of bottles of wine. Of course, I told him, yes, but it reminded me that I have three vineyards that I need to address. I pull up the financials that I have on the three and it appears as if they make a entirely lot of money, getting Sir Thomas More per bottle right at the vineyard. What they do is service the people who pull off the highway, cave in them a courteous taste of whatever wine they are interested in and sure as shooting enough, they end up purchasing a whole case of vino at full retail pricing.

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

CHAPTER 3

I also saw an email from one of the gambling casino. They thanked me for the help with the excogitate currency. They explained that they worked with the treasury department in capturing the culprit which are now behind legal community and looking at 25 year to life-time for their offence. They went on to secernate me that it was a group of Russians that were trying to affect the casino. I just sat there looking at the email telling me about it being a radical of Russians that were trying to affect the casino by using the forged currency.

wellspring, that answered that interrogative sentence as to who was trying to get lots of forged money into our casinos. I dialed up the treasury department agent that was being copied on the email. I thanked him for the hard piece of work that his department is putting into helping the gambling casino.

As I hang up the phone, Dr. Ronda appears in my doorway to the office. She looks just a beautiful wearing her chaparral and white Dr. coat as she does wear anything else.

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

As I was smooching on Dr. Ronda, whoremonger came up to the government agency and let me know that there was a guy at the outer gate asking to utter 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 measure photographic camera, I recognized the guy immediately. It was the guy that I bought dinner for at Longhorns. I poked the proper buttons, thinking that we need a human gate in add-on to the fomite gates.

The guy trudged his way up the parkway to the inside gate. I had poked those buttons as well. He came into the courtyard and towards our forepart door. I opened the door and stepped outside. One of the broker stepped outside with me.

The man walked across the courtyard. He thanked me profusely for buying him dinner that night. He said that he feels horrible when he must ask people for avail. He said that he's been out of work for a pair of workweek now and with very little opportunity to get a nightly shower down and sleep in a make clean bed, he doesn't seem to be able-bodied to find reproducible work. He is a handyman by trade, but lately, he ends up as just a janitor, not something that he wants to do. He was hoping that he could regain workplace with my company somewhere locally.

I invited him inside to sit down and chat a bit. I see the agent getting a bit restless and unquiet. He smells the casserole. I offer him a plateful which he readily accepts along with a beverage of his choice. He asks for a soda of any type. I get up and ca-ca him a plate of food and put it in social movement of him at the dining room table. I then pretend his choice of drink, snow.

I think for a few minutes about where I could use him the most. I decided that he could be useful at the Pinetree on Sunset Blvd. This way he would have a place to sleep, a plaza to get a rain shower, and he would be useful to the hotel handling continual issues.

As he finishes his for the first time home of food, I offer him a second plate which he accepts. The guy is really a decent guy. I get up and make him a back plate, refilling his potable 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 St. John the Apostle to give him a drive to the Pinetree on sunset Blvd. and that I will call the General coach to cave in him a room and put him on the payroll. I let the guy know that he won't be making too very 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 multitude to operate there. Hopefully, he will figure out out and work out one offspring we have at that fix. I tell him that there is a decent Waffle house and an IHOP both across the street from the hotel so he can get a properly meal. The guy thanks me and is set to leave.

John has his truck right by the front man door. I shake the guy's hand before he leaves. I somehow just have a proficient touch sensation about his guy. I reach into my sack and do what I normally don't do, I give the guy immediate payment. It dawned on me that he won't be getting any meals from IHOP nor Waffle house if he doesn't have any Cash. I manus him a folded $ 100 bill and tell him that his first payday will be in three Day, it will be a partial pay but still a payday, nonetheless. The guy thanks me and question outside to get into John's motortruck.

Ronda just sat at the tabular array in amazement. She had never seen the generous side of me before. She grabbed my face and gave me various osculation. She drug me out to the couch in the TV room and planted me on the couch before she entangled herself all into me. I thought for a moment that my laptop was still on an engaged into the work email portal. I whispered into her ear that I needed to go wrick 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 change state my laptop off the society's website portal vein. Once it was closed, I headed back down to a waiting Ronda who was all make to get confidant with me. She was still on the couch waiting for me to get all intimate with her as well. Once I sat down on the lounge, she straddled my lap taking my typeface into her hands and kissing me. I responded in the like manner as she did. I kissed her as romantically as I possibly could.

Dakota got up off the love seat 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 trusted enough, she did have panties on her cunning trivial ass.

Dakota going to bed gave Ronda an estimate with me. She got up and took me by the hand to take me to one of the looseness beds in my bedroom. Once we were in my bedroom, she pulled my clothes 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 exhibitor, my telephone set buzzed. It was John.

"Hey party boss, the full general manager of this location doesn't want to make up a room to this homeless guy and wants to talk to you personally,"he tells me.

"Ok, put him on,"I tell St. John. I'm intellection that this might be a fell conversation, but I wait until toilet hands his phone to the General Manager.

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

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

"fountainhead, here's what I did. He is a licensed handyman and knows how to fix affair. I have seen over your tenure as a superior general coach that you need a handyman to fix all the things that keep breaking at your positioning. Your location might be one of the only 1 here in LA that don't have a live-in odd-job man that is capable to fix matter in the midriff of the night, such as the TV, or the way that have a kitchenette the cooking airfoil. I am directing you to hire the guy, put him in your little hotel room where he will stay. You are to have him fill out the necessary paperwork and forward me a copy. Does that voice 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. give thanks you for sending me one and hopefully, he will be as good as you believe he is,"the full general Manager tells me.

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

I think about the HR conference that I announced to occur at the end of this week. I had Dakota schedule a large conference room next to the Hawk. I talk to Sharon to ask how many HR people we have scheduled and are we ready for the possible passel exodus. I ask Sharon if we have data file on all the HR the great unwashed before the conference. She tells me that we do birth file on many of them, but not all.

I thank her and direct back to Ronda who is patiently waiting for me in our bedchamber. We were heading into the shower, but we never made it there. I go back to my bedroom and see my Ronda sitting on a free rein bed waiting for me. Once again, she strips me down and herself and takes me by the hand into the bathroom to select a nice hot shower bath together.

We both dance step into the shower and plough it on allowing the hot water t shower over our bodies. She pushes me against the wall and strokes my dick until it is pointing at the cap. I ask her what she would like to do to me. She just giggles and tells me that we're going to make love once again as she isn't pregnant. That news program made me a bit melancholic about her not being fraught.

Ronda cupped my side and began to snog me as the dainty hot water cascaded over our trunk. She rubbed all over my body before she laughed and decided to wash off my hair. She squirted a bit of shampoo into her hand and leaned me forward to make sure that my hair was great deal wet. She began scrubbing my whisker with the shampoo, turning me around to get the back of my head 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 kiss. The three of us washed each early. Ronda shampooed Jill's hair as well. Once it was done, she put Jill's head underneath the showerhead to gargle it all off. Finally, as we were all clean and shampooed, we turned off the water 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 manoeuvre layer. We tossed our towels into the hamper.

Jill climbed up on the sleep bed and turned away from us. Ronda and I chose a period of play bed and climbed into it together. We began our process of making passion to each other. As we were getting intimate, we spent more than two 60 minutes all tangled up with each other. When we found ourselves finishing up, I asked her if she would wish to spend the nighttime with me and Jill. She said she would love to spend the night with us.

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

CHAPTER 4

fashioning lie with to Ronda for more than two hours, wore my ass out. It must have also done the Lapp matter 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 patient at the infirmary that she needs to go check on. I kissed her back and told her to delight take carefully. She dressed and left the bedroom. I don't know why, but my head drifted over to buying the SS agents each a new Ford. I got up and got dressed in my usual garb, shorts, and a tee-shirt.

I asked all 6 of the agents to tantalize with me to the Ford dealership where we will meet my fleet manager, Kitty Creamers. As we were riding towards the Gerald Rudolph Ford dealership, I asked each one of them to choose a Ford that they were interested in having. The female agent that went shooting with us, who wants me to escort her sister would wish a Ford Flex, black. The other female agent also wants a Ford Flex, but she wants white.

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

As we all arrived at the Henry Ford II dealership, I see that it isn't open up just yet. I ask Fred to take us all to that weird-sounding breakfast place ‘ egg and meat ’. Quite possibly the oddest breakfast public figure 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 eating place. When all 8 of us were sitting a couple of the agents asked what is good at this eating house. Fred just replied,"aspect at the public figure, face at the gens,"which caused all of us to laugh.

I make it easy for the line cook as I parliamentary law scrambled eggs and a couple of sausage patties. I also ordering a glass of orange succus as I remember that they don't carry pineapple succus.

The two female factor both ordered over easy testicle along with some hash Brown University and some bacon. They asked for coffee and a glass of milk for when their breakfast arrives.

The waitress asks if they would care a distich of slice of goner, which they readily accept. I know that the goner is for dipping into the over-easy component of the egg.

All the male agentive role followed my lead and just ordered scrambled egg, but one asked for some parmesan tall mallow to be sprinkled onto his bollock. They all ordered sausage patties to go with their eggs. Three of them ordered toast and one didn't want any toast.

Fred asked for an omelet, filled with Baron Verulam and cheese. He also ordered a glass of OJ as well as a chalk of Milk. He said that he had a bit of an upset stomach. I offered to drive for him, he declined telling me that he will stop at a Walgreen's and get some Tums to help with indigestion.

We all enjoy breakfast. I find out a little more about the factor as all 6 of them became a bit chatty as we all ate breakfast. The owner remembered me and came over to say how-do-you-do. One of the federal agent had his script on his weapon. Fred told him to calm down and slack as we know each former. The agent took his bridge player off his weapon and leaned back into his chair.

I did see that the two factor that told me that they were dating managed to sit next to each other. I saw that they held hand 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 trade protection detail. I asked them if they were allowed to contain their firearm across United States Department of State lines, they all tell me yes that their license gives them the right to carry their weapon anywhere in the USA.

As we finished up breakfast, I paid for the repast and off we went back into the limo. We drove up to the street to the Ford dealership to purchase 6 new John Ford. When we pulled into the dealership, I see Kitty's car sitting there waiting for me with her still in the car. Fred opens the back threshold and all the agents spill out. I end up laughing as the agents are not used to being in the back 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 Saami way.

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

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

She rolls her eyes and walks off to bug out with the two distaff agents. She gets the information from them and then moves over to the 4 guys. She gets the information from each one on what F-150 each guy is occupy in.

She heads into the finance manager's post looking for the best raft on the 6 Ford Madox Ford's. It takes More than an hr, but she returns with 6 gross revenue contract. I look them all over and sign the bottom. Since I have been such a serious client, I only need to feed them my Visa to pay for all the fomite. Kitty takes my circuit card and channelise back into the finance director's federal agency with 6 signed contracts.

It doesn't take much more than an hour, but she returns with 6 curing of keys. She hands each set of keys to each agent. She gets a smooch on the cheek from the four male agent and a handshaking from the two female federal agent.

I ask jackpot cream pitcher to let BJ know that we just purchased 6 more fomite and for her to delight synch the gate codes up with their vehicle. She tells me that she will wee the call 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 purchases of all the vehicles lately. He wants to thank me, and he gives me his occupation calling card. I hand the card to Kitty as I didn't want it or demand it.

pussycat puts the scorecard in her sac although she tells me later that she knows more about selling auto than the finance manager does. She tells me that he's not quite up to par with making trade. However, he hides it well enough that direction doesn't catch on, but she could bust him if she chose to do so. Right now, he's willing to agree to the sales prices that she is requesting, but that may change soon. I tell her that if he does that then Chevy or Dodge look awfully in force to me. She smiles and separate me that she has an ‘ in'with the possession of this dealership and will use it when the time is right.

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

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

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

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

"I need citizenry gates in the wonderful gates that you put at my family. The outer gate and the inner gate both need a smaller walk-through gate that also can be linked up with our security system,"I tell him.

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

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