The Chauffeur ( # 38 ) The Investigation Menachem Begin

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

The side by side aurora when I woke up, I found myself in bed with both Jill and Dakota once again. Jill faced away from my backbone and Dakota was all snuggled into me with her cute ass pushed up against my groin.

Once again, my bladder ruled my mental capacity urging me to manoeuver to the bathroom. I quietly moved out of the bed and into the bathroom.

After finishing my morning duties, I washed my manus and came out of the bathroom looking at my two lovelies still sleeping. I put on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt and headed out to the kitchen grabbing my telephone off the courser on the way out.

Once in the kitchen, I poured myself a glass of juice and just sat at the kitchen tabular array seeing Bobby and Sammy still putting things away from yesterday's party. Looking at all they were still putting away, I just figured that my boy John would be in left-over heaven.

Both Jennifer and Sharon came out to the kitchen as well. Each one kissed me before they sat down. Bobby flicked the replacement and the coffee pot roared to life making both ladies smile.

As we sat there, I asked,"madam, is it me or has trick been looking and acting much more mature ?"

Jennifer started,"Are you kidding us, David ? He's been trying so voiceless these past few months to emulate you that how could he NOT seem and act more than mature. sanctum crap, you are old enough to really be his forefather, and for that, I am so thankful. Many times, when I hear Dakota call you ‘ pop'I think that maybe John should be calling you the same thing. You have done more for him in the by few month than his biological Father of the Church ever did,"she says to me with a big smile on her face.

Sharon adds,"Jeeze Jacques Louis David, he dresses like you, he shaves every day even on Dominicus, he handles himself in a much more mature manner, he has shown you and Jill that he is really responsible and when clip got a bit scary he buckled down and made sure all of us ladies were safe and secure, starting with Jennifer and Diane,"she says before leaning into me and giving me a kiss.

sightedness Sharon do that, caused Jennifer to do the same.

I looked at the clock and saw that it was nearly 8 am. I had to intend a present moment as to what day it was, but then remembered it was Sunday. I heard a knock at the face door. Jennifer got up and went to the room access, opening it carefully. A large man with half an unlit cigar in his mouth showed her his FBI identification. She asked why he was here, and he told her that he needed to mouth to me. She called out to me.

When I reached the nominal head door, I opened it wide and invited the gentleman inside. He declined and asked me to tread outside, which I did.

I saw several broker buzzing around taking pictures and measure.

"Hello, Mr. Greene. I'm Captain Perez. WA sent me to handle the investigation of yesterday's shooting,"he told me.

"Well, maitre d'hotel, it's Jacques Louis David. Mr. Henry Graham Greene is my deceased Father,"I tell him.

"Sir, I apologize, but FBI communications protocol requires me to call you Mister until the vitrine is wrapped up,"he explains which was the 1st time somebody had rebuffed my try to be called St. David, which I was fine with since it made sense.

"Well, maitre d'hotel. Let me ask, how are all your agents ?"Looking at him, causing me to squint a bit looking towards the sunup sun.

I stepped a couple of footfall to his incline to quash looking into the sun. He turned with me and said,"All the agent are exquisitely. The most serious one was federal agent Don…um…hold on for a 2d while I check my notes. Oh, here it is, factor Don McHenry. Yes, he's fine. The hospital stitched him up and sent him home late final stage night,"he tells me.

I summon Sharon over and say her the news. She kisses me on the cheek and runs off to get her phone. In literally seconds, I see her chatting with someone, whom I assume is agentive role Don. I see her smile. She puts her telephone set down and comes back to me telling me she is heading over to his house to ‘ contract care of him'all the piece she is smiling her big beautiful smile. I check with the chieftain to progress to sure it is OK for her to allow for, and he gives her the thumbs-up.

She quickly heads off to change dress and go see Agent Don.

police captain Perez begins,"Mr. Greene, I hope you understand that it's nothing personal, but you are a defendant as well,"he tells me in a solemn manner.

"May I offer your investigating some help ?"I ask.

"How can you do that ?"

"I can bring in you a DVD of all of our security department cameras in just a few minutes if you are interested ?"I ask.

"Absolutely,"he tells me.

I invite him inside and he follows me to the security setup in the kitchen. He looks at the security setup and nods his foreland in approval.

"Captain just give me a yoke of minutes and I'll have that DVD for you,"I tell him.

"Mr. Greene, do you consume a transcript of the other shooting your house took a duo of calendar week ago as well ?"

"Of path, would you like a written matter of that as well ?"I ask him. He nods his top dog in favourable reception. I wait for yesterday's shooting to be copied to the DVD magnetic disc before I callup the other shooting and begin to copy it as well.

I put the first gear DVD into a clear case and hand it to the Captain.

I see Bobby and Sammy with a platter of center out. Bobby begins to wrap up several steaks into a declamatory small-arm of tinfoil. Sammy is wrapping about 8-10 ribs into two large pieces of tinfoil When all the inwardness is wrapped up, they put the three pieces of wrapped essence into a paper bag and hand it to master Perez, who tries politely to refuse. They won't hear of it and force him to carry the paper bag.

I just smile.

I ask him if he would like a cup of coffee, he declines to say that he needs to get back outside to supervise his cat and the investigation.

"Captain, may we discuss someone from the metropolis Police for a brace of minute ?"I say as we are walking back towards the social movement door.

"Certainly,"

"I'm not sure if you are familiar with a metropolis law Lieutenant Vladimir Horowitz. I mean, I'm not surely if particular Agent Fernandez made reference of him in his story or not,"I say to the Captain.

"Well, yes there were a duad of notations about him, but what do you need to say about Lt. Horowitz ?"He asks.

"Don't trust him. He's about as shadowed as a cop can get without getting booted off the force. It is my savvy that he is quietly being investigated by the US attorney,"I tell him.

"Well, Mr. Graham Greene, it's more than just an investigation, but I believe that he is on the brink of being indicted,"He tells me putting his finger to his sass indicating that I'm not supposed to say anything. I nod my psyche affirmative to acknowledge his postulation for me to be silent on the matter.

Once back outside, chieftain puts his food and the videodisc into his bureau vehicle. He reaches into his sack and men me his card. I see it has the Hoover construction address on it from DC.

"So, you're actually from DC ?"I ask.

"Yes, I am. There are places that are wonderful to endure, but parts of DC are just as ghetto as some of the more well-known ghettos across the country such as Watts and South-Central LA. I live in Old Dominion State, but I work in DC,"he tells me.

"well, I'm probably going to be stopping in DC sometime later this week. My company just bought a tower and I need to go sojourn it,"I tell him.

"Which tugboat ?"

"We bought the one that was owned by the kraft paper society,"I tell him.

"Oh, I hope you're going to clean that building up. It was built a little less than ten years ago, but you wouldn't believe it. In DC there is lots of money spent ensuring that construction stay strip and neat in appearance, but not the kraft paper construction. It looks as if they build it and just stopped taking attention of it the mo it became occupied,"he tells me, which really surprised me that we would get such an honest perspective of the building.

"Well, it's no longer going to be called the kraft paper building. We're renaming it the eagle. We have renamed all of the towers that we bought after a bird of some sort,"I tell him.

"Where else did you buy ?"He asks.

"wellspring, here in LA, which we call the mortarboard. One in Tampa, which we call the Flamingo, one in capital of Wisconsin Wisconsin River which we call the Snowy Owl, and one in Toronto that we call the Blue Jay,"I tell him.

"That will be nice to convert the name calling to give people the understanding that ownership has changed,"the Captain says.

"We're also looking at one in Atlanta, that if we get it, we will call off that one the Falcon and one in Phoenix that we will call up the Cardinal, there's also a potential one in Dallas that we would predict the Vulture,"I tell him.

He nods indicating he understands but asks,"I see some of the birds coincide with sports teams, Atlanta, Toronto, and Phoenix. However, some don't make any sensory faculty,"he says to me.

"None of them are designed to be named after the athletics dealership. They are named after razzing that are autochthonal to the city,"I tell him.

"Now that makes more than good sense. Such as Tampa being the Flamingo or Madison being the Snowy Owl,"he says smiling.

He reaches into his pelage pocket and offers me one of his cigars."Do you like a respectable cigar ?"He asks me.

"Why, yes. My first off wife made me give them up. She hated the spirit of them so instead of constantly arguing with her, I just quit them."I tell him.

He hands me the cigar, shakes my hired man and goes back to check on his agentive role's progress on the investigation.

I turn and go back inside.

CHAPTER 2

I see Saint John the Apostle is now up and eating. I just smiling and giggle to myself. Bobby comes over to me and asks how many steaks or costa would I like to eat, or would I prefer them to work me a regular breakfast ? I followed John's lead-in and took the rib asking for 5 with some murphy salad if there is any left.

"Any left, there's maybe 6 or 7 great arena of murphy salad available,"Bobby tells me. He begins to heat up the rib and oral sex to the big kitchen to get another bowl of potato salad.

john isn't saying a word ; he just keeps shoveling the nutrient into his oral cavity. I see him with a glass of succus, no indigence to ask what season the juice is.

As we sit there, a run-over looking young lady scuffs into the kitchen. She kisses John on the cheek and comes over to me to do the Saami thing.

"commodity break of day, my don't we look all spiffy,"I say to her in a teasing manner.

"David, what day is it ?"she asks.

"Sun,"I tell her.

Her eyes get large and she says,"Shit. Where are my apparel ? I have a shift at the restaurant at 2,"she says in a much more phrenetic manner.

"Darling, I believe that your clothes are on the level in the service department adjacent to your car where Sharon and I undressed you Friday night,"I say to her smiling the unanimous metre. This makes bathroom snort while eating.

Missy gets up and heads out to the garage. A few transactions later she came back inside and asked,"Um, how do I get out of the garage. The big door seems to be locked,"she says. I get up and follow her out to the service department. I undo the karabiner from the racecourse and put forward the door, pushing the open button. She starts her car and backs out telling me she will most definitely be back IF she's welcome. I tell her that she is always welcome. As she is focusing on me, she almost runs over an FBI factor. I poke the push button and spread the figurehead logic gate. She slowly drives her car through the gate and down the road. I close the gate as I see Captain Perez watching me.

I hit the button to shut out the garage doorway and take the air back inside.

After John cultivation, I ask him to raise all the security shutters to allow the sun into the house. He tosses his plate with the empty bones into the trash and moves to the rear of the house to start raising the shutters. His earphone buzzes.

"how-do-you-do, this is toilet. No, you promised me that your measure guys would be here today, not tomorrow. So, here's the plan. If you are determined to not show up until tomorrow, you will see the company who has taken your job. Otherwise, you have until 3 this afternoon to have your measuring the great unwashed here. Thank you and have a nice day,"he says without raising his voice or being nasty. I am very proud of him. He's handling himself with great maturity and demeanor.

Dakota and Donna come scuffling into the kitchen, where Sammy pokes the button to fire up the coffee pot once again pouring out the now stale coffee.

It dawns on me that I haven't seen any of my tenants nor the CG boys since yesterday. I'm jolly sure I know where they all are but decide to get up and go check for myself. I walk out to the pool house first. I knock and one of the CG boys opens the doorway. I ask if everyone is ok inside, he assures me that both he, his cousin and both twins are very well. I thank him and mind over to the studio.

I knock on that door, but no one answers. I hear vocalization inside. I quietly open the threshold and step inside. There I see Allison with a camera on her articulatio humeri and Belinda sitting unsloped with her rear against a wall masturbating. She has a dildo that she is using to reach her acme. Suddenly she stops. Allison asks,"What's the matter ? Why did you stop ?"

Belinda just raises her arm straight out from her massive breast to point at me. I say,"I'm sorry, I guess I caused that,"causing Allison to jump but not drop the camera as she wasn't expecting anyone to talk behind her.

I offer my servicing to help Belinda arrive at that all elusive orgasm. She nods in approval. I move over to her and pull on her legs sliding her body down to be flatbed on the ground. I lay between her legs and begin to lick her muliebrity ; I only get a few minute in before there is a rap at the studio room access. I here John announce himself asking if I was in there.

Allison tells him that I am, but I am rather busy currently, which makes Belinda smile as she begins to writhe her coxa to my licking.

"Um, I'm sorry, but Special factor Fernandez is inside in the sustenance room wanting to speak to you,"he says through the threshold. Allison opens the door and I invite him inside.

"privy, maybe you could finish what I have started since Special Agent Fernandez's timing is rather poor,"I say getting up from between Belinda's legs and wipe my face off with a towel I see on the sideboard. I head out pulling the door closed behind me and channelize inside. Once I was inside the menage, I saw Special Agent Fernandez standing by the battlefront room access with an envelope in his hand.

"Special broker Fernandez, what do I owe the function ?"I ask.

"I'm just stopping by to render you this from the US attorney,"he says to me as he hands me the envelope.

I open it and see yet another check inside. This one is for $ 250,000. I just throw off my head.

"Is there a problem,"Fernandez asks me.

"No, no job. You keep bringing me unexpected stoppage,"I say to him causing him to smile.

I offer him food, which he politely declines. I thank him and he leaves. I stand there looking at the bridle trying to figure what else to do with this money. I take it down the hall to Jill. I hand her the check and smile.

"Nice,"Jill says looking at the check.

I got to thinking about how I had stopped reading Bob's diaries. I looked for the one that I had started. I found it in the animation room, next to the couch on an end table. I picked the Bible up and settled into the couch to read some more. One item that I saw which interested me was a street sign company. Bob made a good dot that most if not all street signs seem to be linguistic universal. As he put it in the book,"A period planetary house is just that no matter where it might be posted in the US,"making greenback that it is possible for a caller to bid on DOT contract bridge and pee-pee and ship to the various placement the signs.

I find a pen in the binder of the Scripture and round this idea.

I hear a crash in the kitchen. I get up and head to the kitchen to see an abash Donna looking at the plate she dropped. Sammy is already getting the broom and dustpan to clean up the mess.

"Don't concern about it, Miss Donna. We do this all the prison term,"Bobby tells her. I say to Donna and Dakota to not motivate as there is glass everywhere. Both of them pick their pes up and put them on the rundle of the chair.

Sammy is working diligently at sweeping up all the glass and dumping it into the trash.

As John Lackland works his way around the broken tier of the house, Diane comes out and begins to help him. I see them stealing kisses here and there, which I find rather cute. It dawns on me that I have not asked Dakota how well John is doing with the new job of being my assistant.

"He's doing quite well, Daddy,"she says to me.

"And, you, how are you doing ? I'm not stressing you, out am I ?"I ask, worrying about both John and her pregnancy.

"No. He's listening and following counseling. He's starting to forestall, which is good,"she says to me.

Amy now arrives, with both Donna and Dakota telling her that there is glass on the kitchen floor. This prompts Amy to go get the vacuum. She hands it to Sammy who plugs it in and turns it on.

After just a duad of minutes, Sammy has the entire level vacuumed and he wraps up the cord and hands it back to Amy.

I put the diary from Bob into a draftsman in the kitchen and head to my office to log onto my computer.

When I get there, I see my gorgeous wife already working.

"Hey there beautiful, when did you get up here ?"I ask.

"Oh, about an 60 minutes or so ago. Rob sent us an email that you need to read,"she tells me, making me a bit nervous.

I turn on my laptop and get prepared for Rob's e-mail. Once loaded up I read the heading,"danger WILL ROBINSON, DANGER,"I smile because I know of Rob's dearest for old TV shows, such as ‘ lost In blank space ’.

I open the electronic mail and it reads,"Well, as you anticipated, I found respective other employees that have not been terminated off the system. Three of the horse tracks that you sold have all their employees still fighting in our organisation. I terminated all the employees from the sawbuck tracks. Out of curiosity, did you acquire any casinos ? I have found that we, Jaxson Inc. own ternary cassino. One in OK, one in Florida, and one in Arizona. The three total of more than than 3,000 employees. I have made a list of them but need your direction on what to do with them. Please advise,"he writes to me.

"cassino, really ?"I say out tacky causing Jill to stop and enquire what's wrong.

"fountainhead, we apparently now own three casinos. Oklahoma, Sunshine State, and genus Arizona,"I tell her.

"How did we acquire them ?"Jill asks.

"I have no earthly musical theme. I have Rob looking into it,"I tell her.

"You're not overloading Rob, are you ?"She asks.

"Um, well I don't know. I sent him about 20 or so citizenry from the war hawk, but I'm not indisputable where we are on the other group,"I reply.

"Let's Call him, right now,"she says.

Jill picks up her cell phone and dial up Rob.

"Hey Rob, it's me, Jill. David and I are apprehensive that we may have overloaded you with this project. Are you doing OK ?"She asks.

"well, kind of. I mean the group that Jacques Louis David sent me from the Hawk was a huge help, but now finding these four casinos,"he says before I stop him.

"FOUR ? I thought you said there were only three,"I say with him on speakerphone.

"well, they are in three states, but there are four gambling casino. One in OK, one in Sunshine State, and two in genus Arizona. One near Tucson and one in phoenix,"he tells us.

My mind races towards Tina and her being in phoenix with her female parent.

Jill thanks Rob for his hard work and ends the yell. I suggest,"Hey, since we will be traveling this week, why don't we stop over in Phoenix to jaw Tina and curb on this casino that we own,"I say to Jill. She readily agrees.

CHAPTER 3

I see another email that interests me. It's from Roger. It reads,"I heard about the shooting at your home. I guess the mark are pudding head, shooting up a political party that is full of FBI agents and their crime syndicate. You need to set a design in place when something like this happens, whether you are at the sign of the zodiac or not. You may not be the butt as you have three ladies who are pregnant. The bad guys may think that your impuissance is through them,"he writes.

I reply that I agree with his belief that they may target the three pregnant ladies, but I joke ‘ guess they haven't met Dakota yet ’.

As I sit at my laptop, staring at the screenland, I look over to Jill who isn't showing her pregnancy yet. I shrug my berm and go back to reading emails.

I check the email number and see that there are 311 emails. I round up the ace that are duplicate and delete them before I begin to read the 1 labeled ‘ read-only ’. My task is to read and cancel them, getting my email box empty. It takes about two hours to read all the emails.

"Hey, Hun, what do you call back about getting John a hand truck of his alternative ? I think that he is getting frustrated with riding in Diane's car all the time. I was thinking of maybe a Gerald Ford Expedition. I don't want him to take a tone arm as everyone he knows will always ask him to assist them move their stuff,"I tell her.

"I think that is a wonderful idea. Have you come up with anything for Dakota yet ?"She asks me.

"No,"I say to her.

We go back to working on our computing device. About an hour later Jill exclaims,"There, my email box is now abandon !"She says with a glee in her voice.

It is just over a one-half hr before my email inbox is also empty. We both close our laptops and head downstairs.

In the kitchen, I step on a humble sherd of glass all the way out into the dining elbow room. I sit down and Dakota retrieves our first aid kit offering to take care of this for me. She squirts it with H peroxide, drying it with a opus of cotton fiber rub and puts some sav on it along with a ‘ Hello pussy'Band-Aid. This garners several hoots and remark from the radical. Even Jill laughed and commented about how ‘ cute'I looked with a ‘ Hello jackpot'Band-Aid.

As usual, Dakota did a hunky-dory job of taking attention of me. It is still bothering me that I haven't thought of something for Dakota yet.

I look around and determine to collect everyone that is inside the house currently.

"Hey, can I get everyone into the TV room please ?"I ask.

It takes a few minutes, but once I see everyone I begin.

"fountainhead, I've spoken with Roger though email and we have concluded that we need some plans put in place regarding this house and a state of lockdown. First, let me start with the scenario that either Jill or myself are here. Everyone takes a tail on the floor, no matter where they are. The nighest ones to any windows will poke the buttons to drop the security shutters. Those who have a carry licence will call up their piece, attaching it to their hip until the whole event is over,"I tell everyone. I see virtually all the group nodding their heads up and down indicating yes, they understood.

"Now the tougher scenario. If Jill and I are gone, but Gospel According to John is here. He becomes in charge. No one leaves and no one enters the mansion, except for law enforcement. Everyone knows that I'm not a fan of Lt. Horowitz, so do not let him inside no matter what he says. This is a individual residence and he is not welcome. Should both John and Dakota not be here, then any of the four peeress Donna, Paula, Jennifer, or Sharon are to be in charge. If I call anyone and tell them to use code 69, I expect that the mansion is to be locked down no thing what. Does anyone not understand what I've described ?"I ask.

No one has anything to say.

"Alright, meter for a quiz,"I say to some surprise faces.

"If Jill and I are here and there's an incident outside, who's in rush ?"I ask.

Paula raises her hand to answer the question,"Um, You and Jill are in charge. We are all to get on the trading floor. If you happen to be by a windowpane, then it is your responsibility to spend the security measure shutters,"she says.

"THAT'S right hand !"I say felicitous to discover that at least one person is listening.

"If John is here, who's in charge if Jill, Dakota, and I are not here ?"I ask.

Again, Paula raises her hand,"If you three are not here, then King John is in charge,"she tells every one of us.

What does code 69 mean ?"I ask.

Once again, Paula with the result,"It means, no matter what is going on, to put the star sign into lockdown,"she tells all of us.

"Now, anyone OTHER than Paula…. What happens if John, Dakota, Jill and I are not here but there is an incident outside ?"I ask.

I see Paula wanting to resurrect her hand, but she keeps it down. Finally, Donna answers,"Then either Paula, Sharon, Jennifer, or I are in kick,"she tells everyone.

"THAT'S CORRECT,"I say out loud.

Paula still gets to point something out."David, what if all four of us are here ? Who's in thrill then ?"She asks.

"Use your best judgment,"I tell everyone.

"One last query, whom here have I not bought a car for ?"I ask, seeing Jill act a bit nervous.

privy, Donna, Diane, Marcus, Amy, young lady, Danni, and dayspring. I do the genial math in my head, ‘ this should drop the $ 250K and maybe even a bit more ’.

Jill dismisses everyone.

There is a knock on the front door. Again, Jennifer opens it to see master Perez complete with his half a cigar that he is chewing on.

"I'm here to tell Mr. Greene something,"he tells Jennifer.

I come to the doorway,"howdy Captain,"I say to him.

"I just wanted you to know that the US Attorney has cleared you of being a suspect and she Thanks you for the two DVDs helping our investigating,"he tells me.

We shake manus and he says as he is leaving,"Ever make it to DC and we can go have a beer and a cigar together,"smiling the whole time.

"We should be there either Tuesday or Wednesday, so you're not going to get rid of me THAT easily,"I say to him smiling as well.

He goes back outdoor and begins wrapping up the radical of FBI broker, sending them home or back to the position. Once they are all gone, the court looks courteous with no federal agent buzzing around it.

As I close the front man door, I hear John the Divine ask,"Hey, is there any more steaks left ? I'm hungry,"he says smiling and causing a few giggles from some of the ladies.

There is a knock at the front threshold again. I open it to chance the guy from the Ice truck.

"Um, sir I have to report that there is a duo of yap in the English of our truck,"he tells me.

I step outside and walk over to the hand truck. He points to not one but two yap. I notice that there is a third base hole that he had not seen. I tell him that I'll have my insurance take care of it, truth be known, I'll have the multitude who repair our limos for Black Car and Happy, Happee Limo take concern of the truck.

"I'll keep the keys then, to get the truck repaired,"I tell them. We shake hands and off he goes in a waiting vehicle that is in the street outside the front gate.

I head inside and ask lav and Marcus to finish emptying the ice hand truck into the many coolers that still personal line of credit the outside of the house by the two pools. I direct him to get the dolly from the service department which he does to carry all the travelling bag through the house and out to the poolside area. The CG guys see what is going on and fall in in to help,

Sammy doesn't heat energy up any steaks for John as he is working on emptying the ice truck.

whoremonger does note,"Saint David, you remember we have those big deep freezer in the big kitchen and the third gear kitchen. Maybe we should fill them first to hold back and use the ice instead of putting them in the coolers and losing the ice."

"John, that's a great approximation ! Put the ice wherever you think it will fit before filling the coolers outside. In fact, maybe give a twosome of bags to the Twin Falls in the pool household. I'm sure they could use one or two,"which causes toilet to smile even though he knows that the CG boys are dating them, but one can dream.

Marcus and John start out loading the dolly with bags of ice. It dawns on me that maybe we need Thomas More than one dolly, so I text Dakota to edict a couple more doll, the eccentric that the drink marketer use. They fold out to carry much more than just the steady standup dolly. She texts back her usual ‘ K ’.

I decide to head out to the ice truck to see just how many bags of ice still remained in the back. As I peered around the doorway, I see maybe 200-300 bags still stacked up. I shook my read/write head knowing that all of this won't fit in the two freezers, but maybe John or Marcus can stack them to deal a majority.

As I come back around the spine of the truck, a car sits at the logic gate honking its French horn. I see that it is Dr. Ronda. I walk over to the logic gate's electronic instrument panel, poke the appropriate buttons and the gate opens. As Ronda pulls through the gate, she blows me a kiss. I poke the necessary buttons to close the gate and reckon that maybe we need to have the gate company come and put dissimilar four-digit codes into the electronics so believe citizenry, such as Dr. Ronda don't need me or anyone to let her in the gate.

Ronda parks her car, but I tell her that I would rather she park in the garage. I head inside the house to open a service department door. Ronda pulls her car into the garage, parking right where Missy had her car parked.

It dawned on me that maybe I need to buy Ronda a new car as well. Her car isn't all that old, but it does have some mileage on it and as she seems to cause Chateau Call, some for piece of work, some for bid maybe she needs a improve one as well.

Once I get into the garage, I poke the push, the garage door closes behind her. I open her driver's room access to help her stair out. She puts her arms around me and kisses me passionately.

When we break from our candy kiss I ask,"I'm guessing you're not here for piece of work then,"I say smiling.

"Well, actually I'm here for both work and toy if that's alright with you,"she says smiling back at me.

"Then let's get the work out of the way,"I say.

We go inside. I have my arm around her as we stop in the kitchen and see Jill and Dakota sitting quietly drinking their coffee.

"Hey ladies, look what I found outside,"I say with a big cheesy grinning plastered on my face.

Ronda goes over to each of them and kisses them and asks,"Is there any to a greater extent of that Delicious coffee I smell ? I haven't had any burnt umber since I left the infirmary early this sunrise,"she tells us. Sammy begins to decant her a cup asking if she needs cream or refined sugar.

"If I need cream, I know who to get it from,"she says smiling at me. This causes a giggle among the ladies sitting in the dining area.

Ronda has her coffee in one hand and takes my deal to moderate me to my own bedroom. I hear the Lady joke saying,"Guess she needed some cream for her coffee berry,"causing all of them to giggle again.

Stupidly, I stop her before we get to the chamber."Hey, I thought you were here for some work,"

She stops and turns around saying,"Oh, you party pooper. I'll go handle my employment then you're mine,"she says with a rum little smile.

Ronda goes back to the kitchen, where she had set her doctor bag down. She asked for Jill first. She put the blood pressure cuff on her, listened to her wink, and asked various questions before declaring that Jill was moving along just fine with her pregnancy.

After Jill, she moved on to Diane. Once again, she put on the stock pressure cuff, listened to her breathing, but since Diane was farther along than Jill, she also listened to her belly before she declared that everything appears to be okay with Diane.

Now, it was Dakota's turn. Originally, she fussed a bit but finally relented. This made me curious as to why she would fuss.

Ronda started the same way, blood insistence handcuff, listening to her blink of an eye and breathing, and asking several questions. It took several Sir Thomas More minutes before Ronda told us that she would like Dakota to get some origin tests run, the Oklahoman the better.

Now, I was concerned."What's going on Doc ?"I asked.

"Oh, I don't think it's anything, but she tells me that she is very hit and miss in taking her prenatal vitamins. David, she needs to use up them regularly they don't help her sitting in the bottle,"Ronda tells me.

I think for a consequence and ask,"Department of Energy she have to withdraw them with food or can she just take them anytime ?"

"If she takes them in the morning, on an discharge stomach is best or maybe even with a lowly glass of water. If they are making her sick to her stomach then take them at bedtime with a belittled snack,"Ronda tells me.

I think for a here and now before I tell Bobby and Sammy,"Gentlemen before Dakota gets one drop of coffee, she must subscribe to her prenatal vitamin. This is authoritative to me guy rope,"I say to them. Both chefs acknowledge what I have told them and agree.

Dakota resolution,"That's just entail dad. No coffee without me taking my vitamins, mean, just knit stitch think of,"causing everyone around us to titter. Bobby and Sammy are quite the gentlemen and don't say a word.

Once Ronda is done with her doctorly duties, she puts her equipment back into her Doctor bag, zips it closed and takes me by the handwriting once again taking a vast gulp of her coffee, emptying the cup. This makes for another of the ladies at the dining way tabular array to gag once again,"Guess she doesn't want the cream for her coffee, maybe she just likes the taste perception of his cream,"causing Sir Thomas More giggles, however, now it turns to laughter.

Ronda pulls me down the hallway to my bedroom.

Once inside, she instructs me to sit on the bed with my back to the wall. I am expecting one of her delightful blowjobs, but quite to my surprise, she sits on the bed facing me with all her clothes on.

"David, do you remember telling me that we would wee-wee a terrific baby together ?"She asks.

"Of grade, I do."

"Were you life-threatening or were you just saying something Nice to me ?"She asks with a severe look on her face.

"I was serious then and am still sober saying it even today. Is this what your asking ? If I will make a baby with you ?"I ask her in a serious manner.

"Well, form of. I see fraught cleaning lady every day and, in my read/write head, I hear the tick-tock of my infant making age going by faster and faster. I know you have two children on the way already with Jill and Dakota. But I just can't get you out of my mind. You are everything that I want in the male parent of my child. You are wise, you are handsome, you make proficient decisiveness, you mentor John telling me that you would be a wondrous parent. Why can't I shake this feeling about you ?"She says with her eyes welling up.

I reach out and rip her into me for a firm but a placate hug. We just sit together in each other's weaponry for quite a while.

"Darling, I love you as well. However, there is individual in this par that you need to get permission from. I would bed to make a infant with you, yet I won't do that unless I have Jill's permission. There are destiny of things that I don't need her permission for, including us playing, but to create a kid, that is something entirely different,"I say to her as I'm hugging her.

"I know, I know. But before I go and humiliate myself in front of her by asking, I wanted to control that you were still a willing participant,"she says to me without even looking up from my chest.

"Ronda, obviously we have chemistry. I hear it from Dakota all the time that she sees the way we look at each other, more like devotee than child's play partners,"I say to her.

I continue on,"favourite, I am Sir Thomas More than willing to create a child with you. You are many things that most men would need. You're beautiful, you're a sexual dynamo, you are smart, you are hardworking, you have a tenderness inside you, and your still reasonably young."The live gossip gets me a poke in the rib from a giggling Ronda.

"Reasonably untested ?"She asks.

"wellspring, you aren't in your early 20, but you're not as old as Mom either,"which gets me another biff from Ronda.

"living it up funnyman,"she says to me.

"Ronda, I do love you, there's no denying it. But I worry that you will experience neglected to be telephone number three in my life. Have you thought about that ?"I ask.

"More than I care to admit. In my top dog, I think that I can just raise our child as a single parent and if you participate then it only benefits our nestling, if you choose to not take part then I've lost null since I'm acting as a single parent,"she tells me before raising up to kiss me passionately.

"Darling, you won't have to raise our child alone. underworld, movement into the Chateau with us and sell your home. You'll be amongst those who love you and there will be other pregnant cleaning lady here as well. In fact, the whole Chateau will be overrun with tyke by next Halloween,"I tell her. This makes her grinning.

"Would you really want me to propel in here ? And, what about all the shootings that have gone on here lately ?"Ronda asks.

"Yes, I would love for you to move in here. As for the shootings, well, the FBI is all over it. In addition, I'm putting a match more surety things in place,"I tell her trying to piddle her smell safe about coming here.

"Is that all you have to ask me ? If I want to induce a baby with you ?"

"Yeah, now I got to go humiliate myself with Jill begging for you to reach a infant with me,"she says in a defeated tone.

"Honey, this isn't let's make Ronda flavor bad. Hell, I'll go with you if you would like. I just want her OK before I create another child,"I tell her as we kiss once again passionately. Dakota may be right ; I do feel something akin to the interpersonal chemistry between us. Only Jill and Dakota have a unassailable place in my warmheartedness over Ronda.

"Um, no. I think that this is just something that I need to do by myself,"she says to me. This causes her to get out of bed and leave the room. I frown a bit hoping that we would at least play before she went looking for Jill.

I get up and head back out to the kitchen where I was greeted by a dyad of the Lady checking their imaginary watches saying,"WOW, Daddy that really was a band aid,"causing the peeress to erupt with giggles and some laughter.

CHAPTER 4

As I approach the kitchen, I see Ronda and Jill sitting and talking at the table, holding hands.

I get summoned over to the tabular array, which makes me nervous.

Jill begins,"David, are you willing to construct a baby with Ronda ?"

"well, only if you give your approval. There are few things that I seek your permit for but this is certainly one of them,"I say to Jill.

"Darling, if you're willing, I'm alright with it. Plus, she could move in here with all of us since we now have lost a mates of multitude, like Kim and Kay,"she says.

As I am standing there, Mom and Fred come walking mitt in deal around the corner.

"What's going on ? Is St. David being put in time-out for doing something wrong,"Mom asks giggling as she asks ?

"No Mom, nix like that, although maybe we should put him on confinement and admit away his toy,"Jill replies giggling as she says this to Mom. This again causes some laughter from the ma'am sitting at the dining way table.

"Then what is it ?"

"Dr. Ronda wants to have a baby with St. David,"she says.

"THAT'S ALL ? Hell, who here doesn't want to have a sister by David ?"Mom says laughing.

Mom continues,"I only hope the baby is made the old-hat way and not this new-fangled test-tube way,"Mom quips.

"No, no test-tube. Just plain ole sex and I'm pretty sure my David will take in broad reward of trying to produce the baby every probability he gets,"Jill says giggling some more.

Ronda stands up, releasing Jill's helping hand and comes over to me taking my hand and saying,"C'mon fan, we have a baby to take,"smiling the unharmed time.

She pulls me through the mansion to my bedroom once again. We both get on the bed, albeit we strip before getting on the bed.

"David, make love to me,"Ronda says in a romantic tone.

"Absolutely, my Darling,"I say to her.

We begin kissing and nibbling on each other. I hear her saying over and over,"Oh gawd you make me so horny,"as she begins to nibble on my ear.

Although I was disappointed a few arcminute ago, now I was hard as a rock and chose to jump pleasing her orally and act right into fucking her, or as she put it, making love to her.

I slide my hips between her thighs lining up my humanity with her opening. I gently push just a small bit of my cock into her wetness. She moans as I begin to go in her. I feel the wetness her fair sex is creating around my cock.

Slowly and gently, I keep pushing my cock into her pussy. It doesn't take very long before I'm fully inside of her. We begin our driving force in unison. She whispers in my ear,"I will bed you forever,"barely audible.

"Our child will be beautiful just like you,"I say back in her ear. She smiles at me as our thrusting plectron up.

We match each former's thrusting before I hear her reach her first efflorescence,"OH MY GAWD Jacques Louis David, I SO erotic love YOU,"telling me as she cums tough for the first orgasm.

As I'm thrusting into her, out of the quoin of my eye, I see we have gained a crowd. Jennifer, Amy, and Dakota are all watching Ronda and I go at it.

Continuing to thrust into her again and again, she peaks once again."GAWD David, YOU MAKE ME CUM SO DAMN HARD,"as her eyes roll back in her head.

"Darling River, Hera I CUM, LET'S make THAT sister,"I say to her as I shoot all I have into her waiting and accepting womanhood.

Once I have cum so backbreaking, I find that I am worn out. I roll off of her and just lay there with her head on my chest.

I hear the ladies say,"See, I told you. He makes a adult female cum at least twice before he lets himself orgasm. Pay up Lady,"Dakota says with her helping hand stretched out waiting for money.

"time lag on a irregular, now you ladies are betting on me ? What am I a horse, this ain't no Kentucky Derby,"I say astonished that now I'm being bet upon. Of course, it's all Dakota's doing.

I see money being put into Dakota's hand, she closes it and giggles. She comes over to me and pats me on the head like an owner pats their favorite dog."Nice boy, you made Mamma some money,"smiling as she said that.

Something in my mind made me think about tomorrow being Monday. I ask everyone to head back to the TV room once again. I see a couple of eye rolling, but everyone heads back there.

I put some shorts on and my usual snowy tee shirt and head to the TV room as well, dragging Dr. Ronda behind me.

When I turn the corner, I see Dakota and Jennifer herding everyone back into the TV room.

I stand at the doorway to the elbow room,"Tomorrow is Monday. I would wish for everyone to go to their business as usual. We won't be deterred from our formula routines. Those who are here, need to check the security photographic camera from clock time to time. Tomorrow I'm going to approach the City Council to see if they will sell me the route that leads to our house, maybe they'll just be felicitous that there is one to a lesser extent road that they will induce to defend and let me give it for a reasonable toll,"I tell everyone.

Saint John and Marcus come into the TV room all sweaty. They have completed their task and the ice hand truck is now empty. Dakota begins dialing up for a truck sizing tow truck to come to pick up the ice truck and take it over to the place that all the limos get fixed.

It dawns on me that if the bullets didn't come out the other position, then maybe maitre d' Perez would want to air his forensics squad out to fish out the slugs.

After I say my speech about not changing tomorrow's normal obligation, I dial up Captain Perez.

"hi, this is Perez,"he says answering the phone.

"Captain, this is David Henry Graham Greene. It occurs to me that the ice truck in my courtyard might have two or three bullets in it. There are three hummer holes, so if they didn't come out the other side, your forensics team may be able to think them,"I say to him.

"I'll send them right over. They should be there in about an time of day or less,"he tells me.

"We'll be sure to attend for them,"I say.

We end the call.

"What's that noise ?"I ask.

lav replies,"That's the measurement team for the windowpane, apparently they listened when I told them to be here before 3. Now they are measuring every windowpane,"he says smiling.

"Nice work, John Lackland,"I say to him.

"pa, are we dismissed ?"Dakota asks.

"Yes, everyone is dismissed,"

Ronda leans in and gives me a kiss, causing Dakota to arrive over and do the same.

"Remember, take your prenatal vitamins or no coffee,"I say to her smiling. She playfully slaps me on the shoulder joint before kissing me and walking away swinging her cute ass at me.

Bobby comes around the street corner and asks me if it was OK to make tonight taco-night. I told him it was finely. He said that he and Sammy have differing meat seasonings and would wish everyone to try each one and give way them a preference.

In my head word, it sounded like fun.

"Hey guys, do we feature all the fixings in the house, or do we need to make a grocery store run ?"I ask.

"We have everything including hard-shell and piano taco plate,"Sammy tells me.

I was thinking that this could be a fun night."Be sure to announce to everyone that tonight is taco nighttime. Oh, and I hope I don't have to tell you that lavatory will probably eat a dozen or more than tacos,"I say to the chefs.

"We're already prepared for him,"Sammy replies.

"Nice !"

Bobby and Sammy both go around telling everyone that tonight is Taco Sunday Nox and there will be a contest that everyone needs to participate in. I see everyone's optic brighten up, including my newest lover/baby Divine Dr. Ronda.

"guesswork I'll have to bask the spicy food before I'm meaning,"Ronda says to me.

Mom does ask Bobby if the spice can be toned down a bit for her as her belly doesn't take to spicy foods all that well. Bobby tells her that they have already figured that and will make a small separate pan of meat with virtually no seasoning which made her smile.

I look around and take breed of the good things that are happening here.

The CG boys are dating pornography twins. Fred is dating Mom. Jill, Dakota, and now Dr. Ronda all want child from me. Diane is pregnant with Saint John's baby and they seem to be doing very well. Sharon, Jennifer, Paula, and Donna are wonderful women who all love me. Allison is working hard trying to be successful now that she owns the studio patronage. BJ and Danni are wonderful sexually charged fair sex that are both beautiful as well as being smart. Missy will be back soon ; I hope, as she was fun to dally with. Belinda seems to be working hard with Allison as well. Aurora has fit in well here and her cleansing service has taken the load off Amy to run the house. The two chefs are rummy in accession to being wonderful cooks. John, well he is my protégé. I treat him as if he was my own son. He has made the transition from being a kid in Diane's crew that just always said ‘ fuck'to a mature young man that accepts responsibility and has a much more maturate demeanor.

Amy has really begun to flourish in the role of steward of the menage. Getting the cleaning table service was perfect. Now she can focus on just running the house and not being a hard worker to it.

And then there is Mom. She's beautiful, she's sexually a dynamo. Clearly, she and Fred have found some sort of felicity. Mom pathfinder me when I find myself in a difficult spot. I am very glad to get brought her to the west Coast and helped her sell her close mansion house in the Hampton, for which she got the highest amount of money ever sold by a non-beachfront property.

Fred, who started out by being Jill and my personal chauffeur, but now has some kind of relationship going on with Mom. He remains the stoic gentleman always looking out for the family's safety. His two nephews have been wondrous guarding the castling brain. Now that they are dating the porn twins, I'm sure that their cognisance of security measure will amp up when need be.

score Newberg's passing and his nieces Kim and Kay choosing to move out disappointed me. Tina moving away to her Mom's firm in Phoenix made sentience, but still bummed me out a bit.

Thinking about Tina made me think that we will overleap in on Tina and check on her on the way back from our East Coast/Tampa trip.

I checked with Dakota to arrive at sure as shooting everything was set up with the jet for an early morning Tuesday release. We discussed going to DC first, then down to Atlanta to see this building that Jennifer is trying to make a deal on, and then on to Tampa. On the return, we will kibosh unannounced in Phoenix to have a smell in on our Tina.

I know that when Dakota gets further along with her pregnancy, she really won't be going anywhere, but still, I want her to cause clip with the new baby, our baby.

Thinking about our three fraught gentlewoman, Diane is the first due in mid to late May. Dakota is following to be due in belatedly June. Jill due after the twenty-five percent of July and now, if I get Dr. Ronda pregnant before Noel, she'll be looking at an August or Labor Day due date. I laughed at my own joke ; she goes into Labour on Labour Day.

CHAPTER 5

As dinner time approached, Bobby and Sammy gathered us all to come to the dining elbow room table. No one was surprised that can had his ass in a chair before anyone else. Although when Diane walked up to the tabular array, john jumped up and pulled out a chair for her.

I pulled out three chairwoman. One for Jill, one for Dakota, and one for Dr. Ronda. John just sat there smiling being thankful that he only has one lady pregnant.

Bobby and Sammy announced that dinner was served. He made it sack up that the ladies all get to go first. I looked around and didn't see Mom nor Fred. I sent Paula after them thinking that maybe they didn't hear the counseling to derive to wetback Sunday. Paula went down the hall and came back seconds later telling all of us that she ‘ was busy ’. We all laughed as the peeress got up and made their greaser.

The hard-crispy eggshell were going at a rate of 10 to 1 over the tortillas. The chefs had shredded bread, diced Lycopersicon esculentum, sour cream, cheddar cheese and Monterey knave cheeses all shredded, both fresh and pickle jalapeno pepper, homemade salsa, a mango-lime salsa, various hot sauces, a red-pepper based mole and a odorous tangy sauce.

As promised, they had a separate pan of meat for Mom with virtually no spicery in it.

Diane took a small amount of both part of inwardness and made two similar tacos, both with the flour tortilla. She put meat, loot, diced tomato plant, and shredded cheddar cheese Malva sylvestris. She also took a spoon of the mango-lime salsa, which she said tasted like nothing that she has ever had. That made both chefs smile as did me.

Jill and Dakota must have taken eating course of instruction from whoremaster. They both took 4 crunchy taco plate each. Two shells for each meat. They put the centre in the scale then covered it with the mending that they wanted.

John, Marcus, and I sat patiently. Jill asked where Allison, the porn Twins, the CG son, and Allison might be. John and I both got up and went outside. lavatory went to the Gemini's door telling the four of them that it was greaser night and that their presence was being missed at the dinner table.

I headed over to the studio apartment. Again, I knocked and once again no response. I opened the door quietly to see Allison on the front end of the television camera with Belinda holding the tv camera. Once again, it was a masturbation scenery. I just stood there watching until Allison noticed me and stopped.

"David, you have the sorry timing, I was almost there,"she says to me.

"I'm sorry lady, but dinner is served and your presence or lack of it is detectable. It's greaser Lord's Day and the chefs would like you to take part in their little contest about who's seasoning is better,"I tell them smiling. This makes Allison get up and Belinda put the television camera down on the couch. They both walk with me back to the principal house.

Once we are back inside, I see the porn Twins with the CG boys all sitting together. They don't think that I see it, but each couple is holding the hired hand of their spouse. I just smile as I walk by them.

Allison and Belinda each go get themselves a home taking forethought to try both character of meat. They fix themselves a wetback each. I see Jill and Dakota already on their tierce taco and yet, Gospel According to John hasn't even had one taco yet.

Once all the Lady have food in front man of them John bounds up like someone set his ass on fervor. He heads over to the taco bar and takes not 4, not 6, but 8 tough shell and begins filling them with meat and fixings. Jennifer, John's Mom, makes Inner Light of Saint John's endless appetency. Everyone giggles.

The feeding and socializing go on for a duo of hr. The CG boys regale us with tales of some of their amazing adventures working on the USCG Reliant. That leads Bobby and Sammy to add to the evening telling us about being aboard the ‘ Big Stick ’. All in all, it was a delightful time. A time that we all needed to let the stress of the recent effect just go by.

As the dinner began to wind down, I asked Dr. Ronda to continue the night, but she said she had to get back home as she has a few affected role in the hospital that she needs to visit before heading to the bureau in the sunrise. Before she leaves, she does make mention that moving in here would write her about a one-half an hour of aim time as it is so much snug to the hospital that she works out of.

"Just one of the things in the lifetime of a doc,"she tells me. I kiss her and take the air her out to her car. I poke the clitoris to open the garage threshold and the front gate. I watch her drive off thinking how the sister will be so beautiful, all because of her.

I close the logic gate then the garage door. Before I head back inside, I'm cornered in the garage with Jill.

"Are you really OK with Dr. Ronda wanting to have a babe by you ?"She asks in a serious tone.

"Of class, I am. We discussed it before she ever came to ask you. She was all flighty that you would make her beg or embarrass her somehow,"I tell Jill.

"Why would I do that ? She's a devil dog and she's our friend,"Jill says to me.

"I believe that she was just overthinking the whole scenario,"I tell Jill.

"Seriously, you don't feel unquiet that Dakota and I are already meaning with your tike and now Dr. Ronda wants one as well ?"

"Actually, I feel quite honored. You and I had discussed this in bed a couple of times. Until she told me, I never knew that one of Dakota's arcanum was to accept a baby and it really shocked me that she chose me as the Father. Now, Dakota says that I look at Ronda differently than any other of the playgroup,"I say to Jill.

"well, you do. It's almost as if you are trying to ‘ make love'to her each clock time you two get together. If I wasn't your wife, I would probably be jealous,"Jill says to me.

"Really ? Jealous ? I would never let guessed,"I say to Jill.

"You realize that I'm still a cleaning lady, not just your wife and a shipboard soldier,"she replies.

"I feel so favorable that you married me,"I say to her.

Jill steps forward, puts her arms around me and kisses me. We hold the kiss for several instant before we break and head back inside.

When we get back inside, we hear all the raucous laughter from the group. Apparently, someone challenged Saint John the Apostle that he couldn't eat another 12 wetback, fully loaded. He was currently eating number 7 and didn't look like he was slowing down a bit.

"Can I get in on this ? I put my money on King John,"I say to the table.

John finished number 7 and Begin at telephone number 8. In my head, I was sure that this was Dakota's doing, but a few minutes later I find out that it is Jennifer who put this all together. Imagine that, his own Mother betting against her son. If anyone had insider entropy about John's eating habits, it would be Jennifer.

trick finished routine 8, then 9, then 10. At number 11, can showed a Major slow down. He struggled through the taco. He just stared at wetback number 12. Unbeknownst to him, Jennifer had rigged it. She put a duo of pickled jalapeno underneath all the fixings. She let the juice from the Capsicum annuum longum dribble all over the marrow before adding the holdfast.

John picked up the taco and took a immense bite, deciding that if he took two or three big bites, it would be done with quickly.

However, with the secret token in the taco, whoremonger swallowed the bite and yelled,"Holy Fuck ! ”. He knew instantly who set him up. He went over to the electric refrigerator and poured himself a big chicken feed of Milk, sat back down and took another immense bite. He chewed and swallowed before taking a big swallow of milk. On the final pungency, he dangled the bite over his sass before shoving it in. The girls all laughed as Jennifer had to hand over the money collected to lav.

whoremonger counted the money and gave me half of the profits. I just told him to prevent it. I knew in my heart that he would deliver a solution to the mystery ingredient that his female parent has put in the taco.

Bobby and Sammy both laughed out loud asking John if he wanted any Sir Thomas More greaser. This drew laughter from everyone. All in all, privy had made over $ 100 from that little bet. His female parent said it was the best money spent on privy in a long while.

Mom and Fred finally made it out to the dinner table. Mom went over to the little pan that the chefs had waiting for her with short to no spice. She took a spoonful and kissed each one on the cheek telling them the center was unadulterated. Fred let her form a plate before he made one for himself. He took 4 hard taco shells filling two each with each gist. He really didn't take much of the fixings. He took some cabbage, some diced tomatoes, and some shredded cheddar cheese.

While he was eating, I asked the table to vote for the meats. Pan one, the yellowed pan. Pan two the bluing pan. As I went around the table it seemed to go back and forth yellow, low, yellow, blue, down, chicken and on and on.

After everyone had cast their right to vote, it was blue ahead by one vote, but Fred had not voted. He chose chickenhearted. That tied it all up and the two chefs shook work force and decided to do the same affair the side by side greaser night.

As the night went on, people began heading to bed since tomorrow was a working day. Jill and I were one of the terminal ones to pass on the table with Dakota following us to our bed. I stripped down, Jill did the Lapp, as did Dakota. We all snuggled up together and drifted off to slumber.

I opened my eye checking that I had put my phone on the charger, which I had before I drifted off to log Z's with my two darlings all snuggled up to me.

Yes, being that chauffeur that moment in my life changed matter for the better.

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