The Chauffeur ( # 36 ) The FBI

BY PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

As we all woke the next morning, the agent in commission assured us that there were no issues throughout the Night. He let me bonk that the FBI was reducing the number of agents by half starting today. While that made Jill a bit nervous, I felt fine with it.

We began to open the security shutters and allow the morning daylight to get in the mansion. I asked John to go back to finding a caller to replace all the Windows in the star sign with bullet-resistant, hurricane cogent evidence Windows. He told me that he had a company already in judgment. I gave him the ‘ go ahead'to get the project back on track.

Throughout the Night, my thinker kept thinking about how we reacted to protecting the family, all the family including the kitty house group. Jill and I headed down to the kitchen after I removed my phone from the charger. Jill kissed me, grabbed a cup of umber and headed to the office to log onto her computer. I drank a meth of pineapple juice and just sat at the kitchen table. Sammy asked what I wanted for breakfast as they were preparing to build omelette. I asked for just a basic tall mallow omelet, which they said would be quick in about 5 minutes.

My dearie Amy and Dakota both came padding out to the kitchen. Each one kissed me and they both put a smack on the brass of Bobby and Sammy.

Out of the blue devil, Mom and Fred came into the kitchen as well. Mom kissed me and Fred shook my hand.

"state of nature Night eh ?"Fred asked.

"Yep, that's an understatement,"I replied.

With his tablet in his script, John came into the kitchen asking if he could get an omelet fully loaded except for hot pepper. Bobby smiled and said it would be very well, he would let it to eat in about 15 minutes.

I smelled fried potatoes and onions.

"Bobby, do I smell out electrocute Allium cepa and Irish potato ?"I ask.

"Yes, would you like some of them as well ?"Bobby asked smiling.

"No, I think that I would like to just sit here and smell out them. I mean, why eat them, they are probably Delicious,"I say smiling.

After a few minute pretty much the ease of the household started coming into the kitchen. All the charwoman kissed me and thanked me for ensuring their safety in conclusion night.

"Oh no ladies, you need to thank whoremonger, Marcus, Bobby, Sammy, Fred, Fred's nephews and all of the FBI agentive role that took care of us,"I said to all the ladies.

I heard various of the ladies saying thank you to the cat. Mom kept thanking Fred, who in turn pointed at me telling Mom,"Oh, I participated in finale night, but you need to thank David. He led the whole firm. He coordinated with the FBI, he made trusted we all had assigned duties, and he wanted all the family to be safe. He is the real sub,"Fred tells Mom.

Mom gets up and comes over to me and buss me and thanks me for keeping both her and Fred safe. All I could do was smile.

Bobby and Sammy began handing out omelets. I had to intromit, John the Divine's breakfast looked as if the omelet weighted 50 lbs. yet he began eating it as soon as he had a fork. It only took him about 3 or 4 mo to finish the entirely thing asking for a second one.

"Saint John the Apostle, dude, if you keep eating like that, you'll be bigger than any of the pregnant ladies, slow down a bit and at least enjoy your solid food,"I say to him smiling. He just smiles back and asks to have some of the fried white potato vine and onions with this omelette. We all chuckle feeling the stress from lowest nighttime now over.

Jennifer leaned over and whispered in my ear,"I think you owe Sharon and I some play time and I would guess that the other ladies BJ and Danni will find the Saami way,"she said to me giggling in my ear.

"Well, I think that I'm good for it, so put it on my tab. You know I'll pay up,"I say smiling at her.

As everyone is getting their omelet ordination into Bobby and Sammy, I can palpate the tenseness gone. Everyone is smiling, giggling, laughing, telling jokes, poking at each other. In a parole, we are back to normal.

I see people eating and ask everyone to go back to their normal routine. Those who are supposed to be at their caper, to go there today as if we didn't have a security issue. I ask Dakota to go speak to the agent outside our front threshold to see if we may feel the other agent's breakfast. She gets up and nous to the front door.

The CG male child are putting the security shutters up on the punt side of the house and the porn twin and Belinda are sitting and eating, but they have indicated that they will be heading back over to their puddle home. Allison tells me that Justin Case already left, but he was happy to see that I acted to ensure everyone's base hit. She tells me that he felt prophylactic here as well.

I remind everyone that this coming Saturday we will be having a enceinte BBQ and will have lots of members of the FBI and their kin ( children included ) coming to this party that we are throwing. I ask that every lady we have please at some point today or tonight to put on their bathing suit and let me appear. John, of path, offers his Robert William Service as my wingman. We all just giggle at his ‘ volunteering ’.

The porn Twins and Belinda tell apart me to sit tight as they will go change right now. I remember seeing the pornography twins in a Bikini at one dot, but I just want to make sure that it is phratry friendly.

Allison tells me that she doesn't have a bathing suit at all. She usually just swam au naturel as we have the pocket billiards that are not available to anyone outside of our gates to see in. I tell her that we will put together a swimsuit shopping misstep this weekend. She smiles and comes over to me and kisses me. She whispers in my ear,"How did I get so lucky to find someone that takes such good concern of me ?"I just grinning and pat her on the rump.

Dakota, Diane, and Jill all say that they need to buy new swimsuit as well, so now that makes at least four ladies needing new suits.

Jokingly I ask if we should make a run to point or Walmart for the new suits. I feel three playful slaps on the cover of my read/write head. This causes Bobby and Sammy to laugh out loud.

"Saint David, I don't think you chose the right stores,"Sammy says laughing.

As people finish up their omelet, they head off to get ready for piece of work. Dakota tells Bobby and Sammy that the broker are in the physical process of shift change and the single that have been on all Night are heading home. The ones coming on already ate before they came here.

I decide to dial up particular Agent Fernandez.

"Special broker Fernandez, upright morning,"I say to him.

"David, you do understand that you don't have to call me extra federal agent Fernandez every meter ? Don't you ? Just call me Jose, I do respond to that,"He tells me.

"OK, Jose, a couple of enquiry. First, how many agents will be here ? I've got my group heading back to body of work and resuming their normal routine unless you have an protest,"I tell him.

"No, no objection. Getting back to your normal aliveness only pisses off the criminals that they didn't affect your spirit. We're only going to have a total of 4 agents at your residence. My foreman, the one I told you about, has made some toil deletion as he is getting pressing from his bosses, which is pattern in the FBI. His boss are saying that since you have enormous wealthiness, you certainly can afford to pay for your own trade protection,"Fernandez tells me.

"Jose, the bosses are absolutely right. Let's send even the four agent back to the office and I'll take care of our security. I'm sure there are more important example that these agent could be working on instead of babysitting my group. Please thank the gaffer for allowing your factor to protect me and my class,"I tell Jose.

"You said you have a mo question,"Fernandez says to me.

"Um, oh yeah, is there an estimated headcount coming to Saturday's shindig ?"I ask.

"Um, well, I'm form of embarrass to say, but almost 100. 61 factor plus family,"he says sheepishly.

"That's not sufficiency multitude. 61 agents plus one takes us to 122, plus nipper, we should be stuffy to 160-175. How are we so low ?"I ask.

"fountainhead, that's what I was told,"Fernandez tells me.

"give me someone to mouth to about this then,"I tell him.

"Well, chieftain Monahan. He's variety of the one scheduling the altogether matter, making certain no one who is needed will be going to the party when they should be working,"Fernandez tells me.

"Do you have a take telephone dial number for me to strive out to him today ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I'll school text it to you this aurora after we hang up."He tells me.

"Ok, Jose. I look forward to seeing you and your lovely wife this Saturday. Oh, by the way, what is your wife's name ?"

"Mariana,"He tells me.

"Well, I'm looking forward to meeting Mariana on Sabbatum,"I tell him as we end the phone call.

In just a couple of hour, I get a textbook from Fernandez with Captain Monahan's direct dial number and a note to not hold where I got the number from. I text back,"Got what number ?"

Jill urges me to get gear up for work. I take my phone and head to the sleeping accommodation. I plug my telephone back into the charger and strip down heading into the shower. Since no one tried to bring together me in the shower, it only took about 5 minutes. I decide to skip shaving as the five o'clock tail looks pretty goodness on me, at least I think so.

CHAPTER 2

I decide that we don't need to take a limousine. We certainly have enough cars to get to work. I ask Sharon to hand me a ride to the mortarboard. She giggles and tells me that she'll ‘ hinge on me anywhere ’. I laugh as well.

In just a brusk time, mass are coming out of their bedroom all ready for work. Mom has nowhere to go today so she and Fred stay in her sleeping room. Paula is all dressed to kill and headland to the Happy, Happee limo to do her job.

Jennifer and Diane are all dressed and head to the mortarboard. Saint John the Apostle and I join Sharon in her car and head teacher to the Hawk as well.

Allison, the porno Gemini, and Belinda all head to the studio to get down their day.

Dakota takes her car and drives BJ and Danni to the Hawk following Sharon's car.

Marcus and Donna head to the birdsong center.

At the Chateau, that left Amy, Sammy, Bobby, the CG boys, Mom and Fred, and Jill, who decided that she would work from the office in the house.

Amy texts me saying that Mom and Fred are planning on going shopping as Mom doesn't have a bathing suit for Sat. She wants to get it on if she should order a car from the Black Car Limo ship's company for them. I tell her to do so as Fred is armed and will take skillful charge of Mom, plus I was for sure that Mom, being her age wasn't looking for a bikini. After all, she's a Lady of fellowship and wearing a bikini at her age would not be something that she would do. I guessed that she wanted her own shopping tripper for her suit but may fall in the rest of the ladies to offer financial support and fashion commentary.

On the way to form, I look up where Jaxson, Inc. stock closed yesterday and where it seemed to be going today. It closed down $ 2.85 and today it was only up $ 0.35. I turned on Sharon's transmission channel to listen to Squawk Box and our ‘ friend'Jim Cramer. He was discussing the Hilton Hotel radical. Their origin was at $ 75.75 and was seeing positive growth for the year.

My earphone buzzed. It was Dr. Ronda.

"how-do-you-do, Darling River, what's up ?"I ask.

"WHAT THE netherworld ARE YOU DOING DAVID ?"I get from a very emotional Dr. Ronda.

"Um, I'm not sure what you mean. Please explain,"I tell her.

"You're on the damn newsworthiness again. What the hell David. Your people killed a carful of Mexican kids ?"she says in a very occupy tone.

"Where did you see this ?"I asked.

"Local news, transmission channel 23,"she tells me.

Sharon bell in while driving,"Doc, they've got it all wrong. Saint David had all of us safely inside the firm. Everyone who has a stockpile permission had their gun strapped to their hip. However, it was the FBI who shot and killed the carload of Mexicans. And Doc, they weren't kids either they were all 19-21 age old. They were trying to hurt either David or the family,"Sharon said with emotion.

"Really ? Is that true David ?"Dr. Ronda asked.

"Yes, my dearest, it's genuine, every word she said is true,"I tell Dr. Ronda.

"St. David, you need both a PR business firm and a press secretary, and you need them right now,"she says to me.

"Do you know anyone to suggest ?"I ask.

"Well, I ah…."Her interpreter trails off without answering my question.

"C'mon, I know you have soul in intellect. Spill it my darling,"I direct her.

"OK, her name is Anita. She was an fact-finding reporter and weekend linchpin on the topical anesthetic intelligence. When she got pregnant with her first tike and had mint of medical ramification, and thus the station didn't renew her contract. She lost the baby and her married man divorced her. There were no rumor on infidelity, and I don't know that she's dating anyone, but I'm not telling you to add her to your playgroup Jacques Louis David,"Dr. Ronda said.

"text me her striking information then please,"I say to Ronda.

"Do you have any idea what she was making before the station didn't renew her contract ?"I ask.

"Um, probably in the neighbourhood of $ 150,000 to $ 200,000,"she says.

"And how much is she making now ?"I ask.

"ZERO. She's really struggling. The lawyer took almost of her savings in the divorce. The ex-husband works but wants more alimony as he really didn't piece of work during their marriage. Now, with virtually no savings left and no income she's heading down a deep dark hole. I took her grocery shopping just this past calendar week to make sure she had nutrient in the house,"Ronda tells me.

"Darling, when I hang up, send me her phone number and her address,"I tell her.

We end the vociferation. It isn't but three or four minutes before my phone buzzes with the information that Ronda was supposed to send me. I see the speech and ask Sharon to ride me over to Anita's house.

"Oh, won't you just be who she wants to see unexpectedly this early in the morning,"Sharon teases me.

I put Anita's address in the car's GPS, and it directs Sharon to this madam's address. It only takes about 10 minutes before we are in front of her house.

I get out of the car and walk up to the front door. Her eatage is unmowed, not completely out of control, but it's been a couple of weeks since it has been mowed.

I ring the doorbell. I wait for a dyad of transactions before I ring it again. Finally, I hear person stirring and stomping towards the door.

The doorway opens a chap. I see a gold chain that extends from the frame to the threshold with a woman's face hiding half behind the door.

"hullo Ma'am. I'm Saint David Henry Graham Greene. I'm a friend of Dr. Ronda's. May I speak to you for a dyad of minutes ?"I say to her.

"Who are you ?"she asks.

"David Greene. My friend Dr. Ronda gave me your address and since I wasn't far away, I thought I might intercept by and chat with you for a couple of minutes or make an date to see you at another metre. If you are upset about me, visit Ronda. She knows who I am,"I say to her trying to be as gentle and well-meaning as possible.

"Hold on,"she tells me.

She pushes the door closed. I hear the chemical chain being taken off the threshold and it opens so that I can see her fully. She's clearly not been up. Her hair is a lot. She's wearing a neglige and slippers. She has not one drop of make-up on her face. A hymeneals circle still sits on her tierce finger's breadth on her left hand.

"Anita, if you would wish to meet me somewhere else or at another sentence, I'm happy to do so,"I say to her.

"No, just come in if you going to,"she says.

I step inside and she shuts the threshold behind me.

She points to a couch for me to sit on. I look around. The house isn't dirty, but it's not too clean. Clearly, she's struggling. There are no indicant of any fauna like dogs or cats.

I take a seat on the couch. She sits in a unbowed back chair.

"OK, I got your figure. It's David Graham Greene, but who are you ?"she says to me.

"I'm the CEO of Jaxson, Inc,"I say to her answering her question.

"Uh huh. I'm supposed to believe that the CEO of a multi-national corporation just shows up on my door at what….8:44 am in the morning. Yeah, I get that all the meter,"she says to me in a very sarcastic manner.

I pull my phone out of my pouch and dial-up Dr. Ronda.

"Hey Ronda, I'm sitting here in strawman of Anita, at her house. She doesn't believe I am who I say I am,"I tell her.

I put the telephone set on verbaliser so we both can hear Ronda.

"Saint David, I didn't give you her contact info so you can ambush her. Geeze, she's going through enough. Couldn't you have just called her ?"Dr. Ronda says to me, not knowing that she's on speakerphone.

"Um, Ronda, its Anita. You're on speaker phone,"she tells the doctor.

"Ronda, could you verify to her that I am exactly who I say I am,"I ask the Doc.

"OK, but you owe me and you know that I will expect to pile up,"she says making me smile.

"Anita, he is David Henry Graham Greene, CEO of Jaxson Inc. He's looking for a press secretary and I thought of you immediately. I think that you would be the perfect campaigner for him and his caller,"She tells Anita.

"Why do you think I would be good for that. You saw me last week, I'm a shipwreck,"she says.

"No, you're just going through a small patch of stormy weather condition. I'm offer you a small bit of help. St. David's a dear guy and I know that you'll enjoy working for him. And, if you let him into your house in what I'm sure is you in your housecoat and slippers, you clearly trust him just a piffling bit,"she says about me to Anita.

"wellspring, he is cute,"Anita says with a belittled smile crossing her lips.

"Anita, I know that I ambushed you. Why don't I send a car for you at about 11:30 this morning. It will bring you to my office at the mortarboard downtown. We'll go have lunch and you can tell me about yourself. I'll tell you about me and my wife and the company. We'll have a howling meal and then maybe, just maybe we can get along to some system for you to occur work for me. Do you like Italian ? I know of a tremendous Italian restaurant,"I say to her.

Finally, a grinning crosses her lips, not just the hint of a smiling, but an actual ear to ear smile. I put my hand out to agitate her hand and I stand up thanking both Anita and Dr. Ronda and forefront out.

I walk down the walkway to the car where Sharon and John sat patiently.

"well, you weren't in there long enough to trifle with her. Is she coming over to the home tonight ?"Sharon asks me being all cheeky.

"No smarty pants. I have not asked her to come to the house to play tonight,"I say smiling. I see John in the back behind smiling a big smile. He suspects what I'm up to.

"We're going to let lunch at the Italian eating place that Fred taught us all about,"I tell them both as Sharon drives towards the office.

When we get there, Sharon parks on the secondly floor. We walk through the crossover voter from the parking garage to the authority building. I say hello to the security department guard and the three of us get into the elevator and headland up to the top floor.

Sharon gives me a smooch on the cheek before the elevator doors open. When the doors do open, both John and I wait for Sharon to die the elevator.

"boss, what would you like me to do today. Originally, I was going to let that company do over and give us an estimation on the windowpane replacements, but you directed me to come in to put to work,"he tells me. I had not thought about him needing to be at the Chateau for the window guys.

"John, why don't you Uber back to the house. I completely forgot that you were supposed to do that today. I know that I told you to sum up this project only this morning, but my directive was meant for everyone else,"I tell him. He shakes my hand and gets back on the lift. I summon Dakota over to me and ask her to get Uber to piece up John out front and have them take him back to the Chateau.

I also ask Dakota to have a limo pick me up here and contract me to Anita's house to get her for lunch and then onto Fred's Italian restaurant. Dakota makes the essential phone vociferation for me.

CHAPTER 3

The sleep of the dawn was unremarkable and boring. Jennifer came over to me and we had a immediate meeting. She has found three more 40+ narration role towers that are for sale. The three are all located in the Dixieland. One in Atlanta, one in Dallas, and the 3rd in Phoenix. All three are being sold because the realty company that owns them has financial needs and is willing to parting with them for a total of $ 88,000,000 which is less per social unit than the foremost five. I tell her to do the hand, but same things apply : they pay for all the transport, we get every piece of paper regarding all zonings, all maintenance, copies of all contract, selective information about parking and parking structures, selective information about security, cleaning crews, occupancy rates, and the salary of all employees along with their employee files.

She tells me that she thinks that if they will agree to it, we could probably fold the deal in a week to ten twenty-four hours. I smile thinking about how much this company will be making once we rid ourselves of all the ridiculous district power that just cost us money.

Talking about the three new buildings makes me think of the district office that I went into and promoted Donna Burger and met with the President of the Pinetree, Roy Miller. I dial up Ms. Burger.

"Hello Ms. beefburger, it's me, Jacques Louis David Graham Greene. I thought that I'd just check in on you to see how things are going ?"I tell her.

"well, um, I guess OK sir. I've been given a whole lot More eating house to oversee as we have had three district manager just quit with no posting. The guy you left in charge, Mr. Kendall has been redistributing all the restaurants to everyone since the HR people say that there is a hiring halt on per your request,"She tells me.

"A hiring freeze ?"I ask.

"That's what they say,"she tells me.

"Well, I know naught of any hiring freeze. I'll face into this. However, separate me is there a mates of people you would advocate that are make to be promoted right now ?"I ask.

"Um, I don't know if I am dependant to make that decision,"she says.

"I'm not asking you to give any conclusion. I'm only asking for your opinion on who you might think is ready to be promoted,"I tell her.

"wellspring, then Don Walter Scott and Beth Rayburn. Both turn in swell telephone number consistently. Both are wonderful trainers and educate people consistently. Both are fairly untested, maybe in their early on 30's and both have a can-do attitude,"she tells me.

I thank her for her candid thought and end the margin call. I dial up the HR mass for the eatery group that handles the Dallas district.

"Hello, I'm looking for the hoi polloi that handle the HR for our Dallas restaurant group,"I tell the lady that answers the headphone, ill-timed, but answers.

"Um, let me look, hold on a consequence. Before I had the chance to say it was OK to put me on delay, I was listening to music and rotten music at that.

It takes a while before a gruff sounding madam picks up the phone."Who are you holding for ?"I'm asked.

"The HR person for our restaurant group in Dallas,"I tell her.

"We don't give out that eccentric of information,"she tells me.

"fountainhead, I'm David Greene, the CEO of Jaxson, Inc. Who are you ?"I ask.

Suddenly the headphone goes beat and I'm listening to a dial tone.

"What the fuck ?"I say. That comment snaps a couple of oral sex around.

"Dakota, I need you right now !"I say at an elevated voice.

Dakota comes into the office asking what I need.

"pet, I need the epithet and direct dial number of the HR masses in our Dallas function for the eatery mathematical group. I want to love every single soul that works in the HR there as soon as you can put that data together,"I tell her as I get up from my desk and decide to walk around the office.

I look over at Mark Newberg's desk and see that it is still abandon, and it clearly hasn't been ever used, which annoys me even further. I go around the corner and see both Kim and Kay's desks.

"Where's sucker ?"I ask them.

Neither one has an answer."Please happen your uncle and have him show up here today or have him cry me directly on my cellphone telephone before the end of today,"I tell them very sternly. I know that I'm a pretty easygoing boss, but when I give commission, I do expect it to be followed unless there are prearranged stipulation that are agreed to.

Dakota comes up behind me and says,"I have your information. I left it on your desk,"she tells me.

I look out the window at the howling survey before I head back to my office.

Picking up the paperwork, I scan the names. There are only 12 names. 9 noblewoman names and 3 men.

I decided to start at the top and engineer telephone dial the ladies one at a time.

The offset one gets me a voicemail, but it is not the articulation of the dame I spoke to that hung up on me.

Neither the second nor the third voicemails were the correct part either.

On the fourth and fifth part margin call, I got the existent HR employee and neither of them was the counterbalance interpreter.

Not until the 6th song did, I get the proper individual."Hello Suzanne royal stag, it's David Greene again,"I say to her smiling now that I know her name.

"Oh sir, I'm sorry we got disconnected, but I didn't cognise how to call you back,"she says to me in a very anxious tone.

"Well, OK. I can understand that. Out of curio, who made the decision to put a hiring halt in place in Dallas ?"I ask her.

"Well, you did,"she tells me.

"Um, No. I have not put any hiring freeze on. In fact, I think we need Sir Thomas More people, not less. Do you have an email or some sort of verified way for me to track down who might have put this bad idea out there,"I ask

She tells me that the memoranda was sent out by a D. McKenzie.

"Don McKenzie ? When was the memoranda dated ?"I say to her.

"Um, let's see. Two week ago,"she tells me.

I dial up Rob, our IT guy in NY on my government agency sound as I put Ms. Royal on hold.

"Hey, Rob. In the restaurant radical, we had somebody quit out of our territorial dominion government agency in Dallas respective week ago and yet they still have access to our system. How can this be ?"I ask him.

"wellspring, it sounds like HR never notified us that he had been terminated,"he tells me.

"Rob, please look up a Don McKenzie and order me what you see about him,"

I hear keyboard keys being clicked away.

"wellspring, he is still receiving a paycheck. He hasn't been terminated. It looks as if a memoranda came through but was overridden by an HR person, a Suzanne Royal."He tells me.

"Rob, immediately terminate both Don McKenzie and request our legal team to send a request to him for repayment of overpaid remuneration. Also, I'm terminating Suzanne Royal this very arcminute. Also, I want to begin an extensive matchup of all employees in all of our firebrand. Now I know that this is a massive undertaking, how many more people do you postulate to conduct this ?"

"fountainhead boss, maybe a 12 ?"he says hesitantly.

"Do we need to hire them or shift them off of former projects ?"

"I think we can careen most of those we need, but maybe lease like four or five. They don't have to be here in NY, they can be anywhere,"he tells me.

I let him know that I'm going to set him up with enough people to make this a less daunting undertaking. I thank him and hang up up and go back to Ms. Royal.

"Hey Suzanne, sorry about that,"I say to her.

"No problem. Did you find the memo that I talked about ?"she asks me.

"Yes, I did. Hey, tell me. What is Don McKenzie doing these days ?"

"Um, what makes you think that I know anything that he may be doing these Clarence Shepard Day Jr.,"she says.

"Well, because you kept him on our payroll department and kept him with access code to our system even though he quit. Do you and he have some sort of affaire going on ?"I say to her.

Silence.

"Well, Ms. Royal in effect immediately, you are being terminated. Please gather your personal belongings and leave the premises. We have already called the Police and they will be issuing a trespass so you may not return to any of our properties ever again,"I say to her even though we haven't called the Police.

The speech sound goes silent. I dial up Rob once again.

"Rob, its David Henry Graham Greene again. Can you delight telephone dial into the certificate camera for the HR post of the restaurant mathematical group in Dallas ? I need to take a shit sure that Ms. royal stag is taking her personal property and leaving the belongings,"I tell him.

I hear the keyboard clicking once again. It only takes a couple of minutes before I see on my shield Ms. royal talking to somebody. Her manpower are moving clearly indicating that she is mad. She picks up her purse and heads out the doorway tossing her Key on a chair by the front door. I see her through the windows get in her car and speed off.

"Rob, please set up the door to that office to have their locks changed either today or tomorrow. I want to attain sure no one has access to this office,"I tell him. He says he will have person take care of it in a couple of hours. I thank him for his difficult work.

I put in a call to Jill asking her to point 500 shares of Jaxson, Inc. stock to Rob our IT guy in NYC. She agrees and says it will be done and that he should get the envelope by Monday at the latest.

Dakota comes into the office and tells me that the limo is waiting for me at the front door. I put my phone in my sac and wrick off my computer and channelise down the elevator.

As I get downstairs, the security guard stops me for a second.

"Mr. Greene, I'm sorry to get at you, but I was wondering if your manager of Security is still looking for citizenry for his security squad. I ask because my nephew is leaving the Air Force after being an MP for the by 6 eld,"He says to me.

I write down Roger Johnson's turn and differentiate him to call Roger today. He thanks me and I head out to the limo. The driver is waiting with the door open.

He already knows the destination before I even give it to him. Once again, Dakota has taken charge of everything that I need.

We dive through traffic. I notice that this driver knows his way around and bypasses some difficult intersections.

When we get to Anita's house, I get out and go back to the front doorway. I ring the Melville Bell again and this time a delightful woman wearing a conservative top and skirt with conservativist blue low hound place. Her hair is completely different from what I saw this morning. She has makeup on and looks marvelous.

I put my arm out. She takes cargo deck of it and picks up her purse as we leave her firm. She locks the room access behind her, and we walk arm in arm Down to the limo. The driver is standing there with the door outdoors waiting for us. Anita gets in outset then me.

We head to Fred's favorite Italian restaurant. Again, the driver opens the threshold for us, and we head into the restaurant. The possessor sees me and comes over asking where Fred was. I explained that he was on a personal adventure with my chief'wife. The owner laughed out loud, one of those big belly laughs.

I held the death chair out for Anita. She sat down acting nervous as if we were on a first date and not just having lunch.

"Um, Mr. Greene, I have to apologize for the way I looked this morning. I don't even know why you came back to get me for lunch. I must have looked like a hurricane hit me,"she says.

"fountainhead, first it's St. David, not Mr. Greene, that is my dead soul Father. endorsement, who sits in their home that early in the first light expecting the CEO of a large corporation will be knocking on their door. I'm just glad that you answered and let me in,"I tell her.

"OK, ‘ St. David'why did you seek me out ?"Anita asks.

The waitress arrives with a handbasket of ail dinero and two glasses of urine. She is looking to postulate our tiffin order.

"If you don't mind, I'll just lodge for the both of us,"I say to Anita.

"That's fine with me,"she replies.

"Ma'am, we'll have our usual two plates of spaghetti and sum sauce with several meatballs and a ice of Chianti for the lady,"I order.

Anita grinning and cracks her 1st joke,"Are you trying to get me sot ordering wine this other in the day ? I thought this was lunch, not a escort,"she says grin and giggling a bit.

I smile and chuckle a bit as well. It was nice to finally see her grin. She has a beautiful smile, although I suspect that she hasn't had much reason to smile lately.

"Anita, this isn't a appointment, although I'm sure that Ronda would challenge that. No, this is just a conversation with maybe a job crack at the end of it,"I tell her.

"Job offer ?"

"Yeah, Ronda thinks you might be able to do the job that I'm in want of,"I tell her.

"What job is that ?"

"I'm in penury of a public press secretaire,"I tell her being straightforward.

"Well, I'm sure there are band of Sir Thomas More dependent people out there than me,"she says.

"Yeah, maybe, but none that come with Ronda's approval. She's got a lot of faith in you. She tells me that you've had a drawstring of bad luck and you feel like a dark cloud has settled over your life. fountainhead, I'm hoping that I can be a ray of sunshine for you,"I say.

Anita sits quietly eating a cut of garlic moolah. The waitress brings her the glass of wine and sets it down in strawman of her.

"Ronda tells me that you used to be a top investigative newsperson and the weekend anchorperson for the topical anesthetic word channel. She also told me that you got pregnant and unfortunately during all the complications, you lost the baby. The station didn't renew your contract and that led to you and your married man getting divorced. She also told me that your divorce had nothing with either of you having any sort of extracurricular involvement, it was just an end to a tumultuous married couple,"I say trying to be as serious to her as I can be.

"Damn David, did she also tell you my initiative name as well ? She sure didn't leave much out of the storyline,"Anita says.

"No, she didn't assure me your initiative name. Come to conceive of it, she didn't recite me your last name at all,"I say to her.

"My last name is still my hook up with name, Foster. However, at some point, I would like to switch it back to my inaugural name of inkiness. But that costs money, so that will have to hold off,"she tells me.

"Anita, when you worked for the station, what was your contract pay ?"I ask.

"wellspring sir, I'm not sure you can get anywhere near that quantity. But I made $ 165,000 a yr. However, when they didn't renew my contract that just felt like they were casting me aside for a young woman who didn't want to have children,"Anita says to me.

"WOW, 165K ?"I say.

She looks beaten as if I'm going to not offer her something close to that money.

"Well, how about this then and I'm making this offer honorable only until the end of the meal. How about I offer you a 5-year declaration at a flat $ 200,000 per year. You'll get a new car since I didn't see a car in your driveway and there was no service department at your house only a carport. Oh, and you will of course traveling with my squad when we go anywhere. You will accept the usual oil production stuff, medical/dental/vision insurance, a corporal citation card to buck things on as I don't want you paying for any company stuff out of your personal money and I want you to smile more, much more,"I say to her smiling.

Her eye brighten up. I think that if John was here, he would be smiling from ear to ear seeing me pull the ole switch-a-roo.

Anita practically knocks her vino glass over leaping into my arms and kissing me on the cheek and thanking me.

"Anita, Anita, Anita…. harbor on. I know you're happy. I need an resolution,"I say smiling as she keeps kissing my cheek.

"YES, YES, YES,"she shouts.

masses now think that I have proposed to her. The owner of the restaurant came to the table ready to talk about love life and marriage. I had to block him telling him that I just offered her a job, not a spousal relationship proposal. He laughed out loud once again.

"So, she's going to be your work wife,"he says laughing.

"Um, sure. We'll birdcall it that,"I say smiling.

Anita finally settles down as the home plate of spaghetti come. They look and smell delicious. I wait for Anita to garner herself and commence to eat before I take even one forkful of food.

She is gobbling the intellectual nourishment down and taking big gulps of her Chianti in between bites.

I just stay mum waiting for the usual doubt that would normally follow, but either she was too excited or too thirsty as she stayed silent and just ate her food. I signaled the waitress to wreak her a second glass of wine, which she did.

The rest of the meal went well. I had to ask Anita to commit me her attorney's contact information so I may institutionalize the contract over to be reviewed. She asked for my phone and entered it directly. I texted Jill to call this person and let the law firm know that we have offered Anita Foster a job as our new pressure escritoire. She replied her usual"K"which made me smile.

After the lunch ended, we walked back to the limo with her clutching my cubital joint the whole way.

"I hope you realize that you may be jumping into the bass end of the syndicate,"I tell her.

She just reply,"Uh huh,"as the driver takes her home.

"May I come to see the office ?"she asks.

"Of course. Mr. driver, instead of taking Miss Anita habitation, could you take both of us to the business office instead ?"I ask.

The chauffeur variety centering and pass towards downtown.

CHAPTER 4

When the number one wood arrives at the hawk, the car is pulled up at the figurehead doors and we get out. The security guard says hi to the both of us as we head to the elevators.

I can finger Anita is both nervous and excited at the like time.

We ride up to the top in silence, but she is clutching my arm tightly. I look at her, she is both smiling and has a bit of a disturbed look on her face.

When the elevator bell dings and the room access open, I let her ill-treat out first.

bathroom is standing right here. I swear that he can sense when I'm nearby. He extends his paw and introduces himself and offers to bring Anita around the office and meet everyone. She agrees, now clutching his elbow.

Sharon comes over to me with a grin and says,"New penis of the playgroup, or does she cause an actual job ?"giggling a bit.

"She's our new press secretary smarty pants,"I say giggling.

"And thus, you put her with lav who I'm sure he's thinking ‘ how do I recruit this lady to the playgroup'?"Sharon says to me still giggling.

"well, are you getting jealous ? It kind of sound like you are. No, I'm just joking. Actually, she comes to us through Dr. Ronda,"I say to her.

"Another beautiful char who wants to wager with you. Darling, your playgroup seems to be growing almost daily,"Sharon says to me.

"well, when you are looking for near hoi polloi, you always have to be out there recruiting,"I say to her with a big smile on my grimace. She just giggles some more, kisses me and heads back to her desk.

I see John the Divine laughing and Anita giggling as they tour the storey with John stopping and introducing her to each person.

I want to reduplicate check that we have ordered our IT guy, Rob the shares of Jaxson, Inc. origin. I text Jill who replies,"see anterior text my favourite,"I read the solvent and just smile.

I text Dr. Ronda that I took Anita out to luncheon and offered her a job as my printing press secretarial assistant and she accepted.

Ronda replies,"supposition I'll have to put that debt on your tab then, ha ha ha,"I just smile. I know in my heart that I love her and give thanks her for the many sentence she has taken care of all the family.

I get a text from Roger Dr. Johnson thanking me for sending yet another calibre candidate for his security group. The nephew is getting out of the Air violence and currently lives in Washington DC, which makes it easygoing to put him at the new building ‘ The Eagle ’.

I walk around the function floor and tap 18 people on the shoulder and ask them to conjoin me in a league room.

When everyone is in the conference room, I address all of them,"Well, I have asked each one of you to link up a Major project that I have assigned to our IT guy Rob. I want him to lead a group that will verify that everyone in every brand is properly active and the photo we have on Indian file peer up with the person we are employing. In addition, we are to address to each mortal to see that they are actively working for us,"I tell the group.

"Sir, how are we to rival up the picture show we have on file cabinet with the individual we have on the telephone set ?"I'm asked.

"Great doubt ! When you reach the someone, you will turn on their camera on their laptop and verify what you see equal the word picture we have on file. Because I trust each of you, access will be given to this intact team to our force track record. Furthermore, if you have some uncertainty ask some personal questions such as their date of parentage, who is their current boss, in what department did they start with the company, things like that,"I tell them.

"Sir, why are we doing this ?"A dissimilar individual asks.

"Another dependable question,"I say.

"We discovered that an employee that had quit our companionship various calendar week ago was still being paid their salary. It turns out that the employee that quit started dating one of our HR multitude who kept that mortal on the Holy Writ and being paid. Personally, I don't care who you particular date, just as long as it doesn't affect our company,"I tell all of them.

I hear some grumbling, but no one comes right hand out and says anything.

"Rob will assign everyone a squad to be on. well-nigh of you will be first line research worker, but some of you will be assigned to follow-up people. We have more than 65,000 citizenry employed at Jaxson, Inc. We need to insure that those being paid are the ones that are actually the single employed by us,"I continue.

"Let me call Rob and let him know that he's got the cavalry here ready to make,"I tell the grouping. I dial up Rob on the phone in the conference room.

"Rob, I have a fantastic mathematical group here with me eagre to link your team and help do the substantiation,"I tell him on speakerphone.

"party boss, I think I have found a hornet's nest. Do you remember several month ago when we closed that eatery in Western Michigan ? Well, apparently, we never terminated any of the hourly employees, nor any of the director, nor the territorial dominion coach. All in all, it appears that we have been paying all of these masses money every payday for the past 4 months. How we've been doing that baffles me."Rob Tell me in front man of the group.

"party boss, do you give me on speakerphone ? I ask because I can hear my own voice coming back to me,"Rob says.

"Yes Rob, I'm sorry about that. I wanted to let you fuck that I have 15 trusted employees here in the conference room with me fix to get to work and I just wanted you to say Hi,"I tell him.

"Hey Boss, it's great. I do guess we may have stumbled onto something that will bring through us money,"Rob tells me.

"Do you reckon with this 15 you have enough, or should I get you more ?"I ask.

"More sir. If you can,"he tells me, which really tells me we may experience a major problem.

"Not to worry, I'll send you an email with each of the 15 that are here and how to reach them with direct telephone dial act and email addresses. When I put more together, I will yell you again to let you say hi to that group, fair enough ?"I ask.

"You got it, boss,"Rob says before disconnecting.

I see people looking around the room at each other.

"Now you see why this project is a top priority. Let me ask anyone here, do you intend that it's bazaar that you have had to bring as arduous as you do for your paycheck and others are getting their payroll check without even doing one moment of work ?"I ask the group.

I get several people at the Saame sentence say,"the pits NO !"which is just what I wanted to hear.

I toss a yellow legal pad on the table asking everyone to publish their name, their organise dial routine, and their electronic mail computer address and to delight be neat.

"Out of curiosity, does anyone jazz where the troupe's pedigree price is right now ?"I ask.

One guy and Asian guy named Tao raised his mitt,"Sir, it closed an minute ago at $ 277.50 up $ 2.50 from yesterday's close,"He tells me. I reach into my pocket and pull out a $ 100 eyeshade and slide it across the table to him. He smiles a big smile as he takes the money and puts it into his shirt pocket.

"That's peachy ! Thank you for making me finger unspoilt about my selection of all of you. You work hard for this fellowship and I appreciate all of your intemperately work,"I tell everyone.

The yellow effectual pad makes it back around to me. I look at it, someone had taken the prison term to add some straight lines creating columns.

"OK everyone, head back to your desk and please do whatever you can to work whatever you're currently working on to a barricade detail. If you can't then let your immediate supervisor know you've been tapped by me for a new and immediate project,"I tell the radical as I dismiss them.

I head out to Sharon with the xanthous legal pad in hand.

"Sharon, my darling, I need you for a duet of minutes,"I say to her.

She smiles and pulls a chair from the discharge desk behind her for me to sit in.

"What can I do for you ?"She asks.

"I need you to input all of these the great unwashed into a spreadsheet and send it to Rob our IT guy in New York. I have him leading a big labor. But I also need another 20-25 people that I can confide to work on this labor, but things here still necessitate to progress as normal. Maybe we have some we can desire in another tower ?"I ask Sharon.

"Let me nominate some telephone phone call and I'll let you know when I have a mathematical group for you,"she tells me.

"Hey, try the Tampa group. I have a guy down there that I want to mouth to anyways,"I suggest to her.

I let her get back to her work and I push the chair back into the desk behind her.

John close with Anita's turn. They are laughing and joking as if they have known each former for a long time, not just a couple of hours. I smile thinking that he's really becoming a very mature man.

The rest of the day is fairly routine. When the end of the day is near, lavatory deposits Anita in my office.

"So, how did your tour go with my protégé ?"I ask.

"John ? Oh, he's delightful and such the gentleman,"she tells me.

"So, how about we go get you a new car ?"I ask.

"Um, but I haven't signed your contract,"she tells me.

"You're going to sign it right ?"I ask.

"Of grade,"she says.

"Then let 's get you a car now,"I say.

I call Dakota over to me."Darling, Anita and I need a ride to a car dealership,"I tell her. She smiles at me, she knows this routine from before.

I look at Anita and say,"What type of car do you desire ?"

"Um, am I allowed to get a Edsel Bryant Ford Flex ?"Anita asks hesitantly.

"Certainly, let's go to the Ford Hermann Hueffer dealership then,"I say to Dakota. However, before I go I head over to Jill's desk to carry a bridle from the checkbook that is locked in her desk. I write in the comment section"New car for Anita"and put the record back under lock and key. I fold the baulk up and put it in my pocket.

I head to Sharon's desk to recite her that Dakota, Anita, and myself are riding with Dakota to the Ford franchise. I get a small mickle on the nerve and a whisper in my ear about how courteous it was to be at work after last Night. I kiss her back and mind to the elevators.

When the doors to the elevator open, the ma'am get on first then me. We ride down stopping twice to let early people on as they apparently are calling it a day as well.

When we get to the second trading floor, we get off and make the crossover voter to the parking garage. Dakota had a overnice ground blot only steps from the crossover.

When we got to the car, I held Anita's doorway subject for her then ran around to hold Dakota's room access open, which got me a inscrutable passionate kiss from Dakota. Anita's optic grew big watching Dakota and me in a lip lock.

"Um, Jacques Louis David, aren't you married ?"Anita asks.

"Yes, I am, why ?"I ask knowing the question that is coming before she even asks.

"Well, this beautiful noblewoman isn't your wife correct ?"she asks.

"Yep, that's right, she's not,"I say to her.

"No, he's my Daddy !"Dakota added making Anita even more confused.

"papa ?"

"Yeppers, Saint David is the Father of my baby. His wife shares him all the time with the charwoman in our playgroup,"she tells Anita who now looks even more confused with the new information.

"Um, David, I'm lost,"Anita tells me.

"well, let me see if I can clear things up a bit for you,"I begin.

"Jill, my wife and I have what you might scream a swinger's eccentric marriage. We part each other with those we completely trust in our playgroup. Dakota wanted to make a fry, but she decided that I had the lineament that she wanted to be the Father. She came to Jill and me and asked if I could get her pregnant. My wife Jill said yes and well nature took its course and she's pregnant. My wife Jill is also now pregnant, by me as well,"I tell her.

"What about this Diane Lady that I met today that works for Jennifer. She's pregnant as well, is that one yours also ?"Anita asks.

"No, that one belongs to your duty tour templet lavatory,"I tell her.

She sits understood trying to engross what we have just told her as Dakota turns into the Ford dealership

"Oh, feeling at that one. All blue sky. That's beautiful,"She says to me.

"Let's find the novel salesperson and take it for a test drive,"I tell her.

"Excuse me, who is the new sales representative that is here currently ?"I ask this decent young lady.

"That would be me. This is my second day here,"she says to us.

"fountainhead, we would like to take that gloomy Ford Flex for a test movement. Here are our license,"I tell her as we both hand her our number one wood's licenses.

It takes the sales rep a couple of minutes before she has the keys to the Flex. We all get in and the sales representative starts it up and heads down the route. She finds a position street, gets out and Anita moves over to the number one wood's seat. When the sales representative gets in and buckles up she hands the keys to Anita.

Anita put the car in drive and off we go.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself. I'm Kitty Creamers. And you two are ?"she asks.

"The lady drive is Anita and I'm her boss, St. David Greene,"I tell her.

"Um, St. David Greene, I know that I've heard that name before. Would I know you from MSNBC ? My hubby and I watch that all the meter. We're always looking for companies to seat in, although we are teensy tiny investors. We also love Jim Cramer's Mad Money. That man is non-stop !"She says to us.

"wellspring, you got me. Yes, I'm the CEO of Jaxson, Inc. and this beautiful madam is my new printing press secretarial assistant. I also enjoy Jim Cramer. He's a Wildman. I was on his show a couple of weeks ago and it was fun !"I say to her.

"YOU WERE ? OMG, my hubby will flip out,"she says.

Anita pulls into the parking lot of the Gerald Rudolph Ford franchise and smile. I know what that smile means.

"Kitty, here's how I like to puzzle out. dinner party will be served in just a short piece, so what I'm after is your very sound ‘ out the doorway'price that you can give me. I have no interest in the haggle process. If you give me a great Mary Leontyne Price, I will write a check for the entire amount now and we should be out of here in less than an hour,"I tell her.

Kitty gets up and head word straight to her boss the finance manager. They discuss for about 10 minutes. kitten returns with a filled-out contract bridge. The bottom-line price is $ 30,161. The MSRP for this Flex is $ 33,065 plus all the taxation and tag fees. I ask Anita once again if this is what she absolutely wants, and she tells me yes. I tell Kitty that we will look at the deal. However, there is one bug, since Anita has no car, she has no active car policy. I offer to pay for one class of entire coverage insurance, which makes pot smile since she was able to ‘ add on'to the sales agreement another $ 3500.

I write out the cheque for $ 33,661, sign the curb and reach it to pussycat. Anita is so antsy that she can hardly sit still. In just a few proceedings, the sales event manager comes over to us and introduces himself."Mr. and Mrs. Greene, you're purchasing a great fomite,"he says to us.

"Um, we're not Mr. and Mrs. Anything. I'm David Greene the one paying for it, and this is my press secretary Anita. We promised her a new car when we hired her and I'm fulfilling the obligation,"I tell him.

"Sir, I'm sorry. I heard that you are a real somebody according to jackpot. She said she recognized you from her favorite appearance on MSNBC,"he tells me.

"Well, she did. You have an awe-inspiring salesperson there. She didn't cad us, and she didn't try to hard sell us. I certainly will keep this situation in mind if I have any further employees that I must buy new vehicle for. Out of curiosity, could there be a good deduction if we were to buy additional vehicle ? I have a couple of others that I think demand a new vehicle,"I ask of him.

"Absolutely sir. We could probably put you under our fleet program if you were to buy to a greater extent than THREE vehicle all total,"he tells me. I like what he's saying. I'm thinking to myself that John could probably use a truck, Bobby and Sammy some sort of fomite each and I haven't made up my creative thinker about Danni, Marcus, or Donna.

It dawned on me that I never saw Mark Newberg at the agency today. guesswork he's not willing to make actual money, he just wants to make nickel and dimes when he could be making thousand of dollars.

The Flex returns from new car get prepare. Kitty comes out with a leaflet and all the paperwork neatly inside along with pool's patronage bill, one for each of us. The gross sales managing director gave me his card with an account number on the back to begin the mental process of fleet purchases.

"fountainhead, my favourite, will you sacrifice me a ride plate or should I call an Uber ?"I say to her grinning. She just shakes her head.

We get up and I hold the driver's door undefended for her. She kisses me on the cheek and gets in and buckles up. I go around to the other side and get in.

She has no idea where I live so I put my address into the vehicle's GPS. She heads off, but of course, it 's now close to 6:45 pm traffic is crappy. Obviously, Anita doesn't know any shortcut, so we travel very slowly to the Chateau.

When we turn down the private street, I hear the usual gasp when she sees my home. The gate opens as one of the FBI recognize me. I thank them and Anita pulls the car close to the forepart door."Here you go sir, carlot to front door service, Thank you for the car, it's so terrific,"she tells me giving me another kiss on the cheek.

"Would you like to come in and meet the family ?"I ask.

"OH, I don't want to be any difficulty,"she says.

"There's no problem, you might even recognize some of the family,"I say smiling at her. I see her tone of confusedness once again. I reach over and poke the button that turns the engine off.

I get out and take the air around opening her door. She hesitantly gets out. I take her by the bridge player and run her into the theater. Once inside, she sees John immediately. She sees both Dakota and Sharon next and of course Diane and Jennifer as well. She is completely floored.

"Um, does everyone that works for you also live with you ?"she asks.

"No, not everyone, but several do. I have a Brobdingnagian home base, as you see, and I like to have the people that I trust close by. We're a friendly mathematical group. And, as you heard earlier, we tend to parcel each other,"I say to her. She looks nervous.

"Anita, there's aught here for you to be uneasy about. I'm not trying to recruit you to my playgroup. I'm just introducing you to everyone, that's all that's going on here,"I say to her.

Bobby comes out to me and tells me that he made a large ham with crenate potatoes and perfumed carrot and a salad with a homemade vinaigrette dressing.

"I expect you to at least stay for dinner party since I ambushed you this morning,"I tell her. She shrugs her shoulders before privy and Diane demand her by the manus into the kitchen to replete her a home with food.

Jill, Dakota, and Amy all come over to me and kiss me, each one on the lips. I give each one a hug and a squeezing on the ass causing Dakota and Amy to squeal a bit.

Once a home of solid food is made for Anita, she is directed to the dining table where she finds a place about the middle. John sits on one side of her and Sharon sits on the other position. They all begin talking as if they've been friends for years.

"Hey, where are Mom and Fred ?"I ask.

"brain to your bedchamber,"Jennifer tells me.

I head down the hall only to find Mom on a caper bed by herself Fred nowhere in sight.

I walk over to Mom."Hey, visualise meeting you in here. Where's Fred ?"I ask her.

"sleeping in my chamber. I done wore his ass out,"she says smiling to me.

"And I'm guessing you have erotic intentions for me ?"I say smiling.

"Of track, I do sexy,"she says.

I lean down and begin to snog her. She pulls me into the bed. I roll her on her backbone and begin to lap at her womanhood. While she is an quondam lady, she still has a howling soundbox. I taste her adult female juice as she begins to moan and wriggle as I am licking and sucking on her slit and clit.

Mom puts her hands on my read/write head and pushes my face further into her wetness. I lap up all that I can get into my lip. I feel her wetness growing exponentially.

"OH GAWD Jacques Louis David, THAT tone SO WONDERFUL,"Mom says to me.

After just a few second I feel her fire my face with a steady stream of lady juice. She is now moaning loudly. She keeps pushing my face into her womanhood as hard as she can. I begin to nibble on her clit which makes her jump.

I surprise her by sliding two fingers into her pussy. She jumps again, not expecting this. I thrust the two fingers in and out of her. She keeps getting wetter as the poke of my fingers continue.

"Fuck me, St. David,"she says in my ear.

I withdraw my hand, unbuckle my pant and let them go down to the floor. I take off my shirt and my underdrawers and am now fully naked, just as raw as she is.

I slide myself between her parted wooden leg. I production line myself up with her love kettle of fish and gently thrust myself into her. We begin thrusting in unison. I feel my cock passing her cervix uteri. I increase my thrusting and she increases her volume of moaning and thrusting back at me.

I lift her legs up over my shoulders to get better penetration. Now, I begin to increase my thrusting into her. She is now talking gibberish as I'm thrusting with both speed and force into her cunt.

"OH GAWD DAVID, I'M CUMMING, OH MY GAWD, I'M CUMMING SO DAMN HARD,"she says to me as I feel her wetness coat my cock, balls, and pelvis.

I continue to sleep together her.

She cums a 2d prison term,"OH HOLY HELL, DAVID I'M CUMMING AGAIN. WHAT THE sin DO YOU DO TO ME TO brand ME CUM THIS HARD ?"she asks me before she rolls into orgasm number three.

"OH, MY GAWD, HERE I CUM AGAIN,"she says as her eyes cast to the cover of her header and her organic structure just keeps spasming over and over on my cock.

Finally, after three big sexual climax, I feel my own approaching. Something catches my eye just as I'm about to cum. I see Dakota holding Anita's script and they both are standing in my doorway smiling. I hear Dakota say,"See, I told you so,"making Anita smile even more.

"OH, GAWD MOM, HERE I CUM,"I say as I shoot rope after R-2 into her wonderful pussy. It takes me a couple of minutes to collect myself. As I do, Dakota brings Anita over to me and narrate me that once I have recovered, she wants Anita to get a number. I just grin, guess Sharon was right after all.

I roll off Mom. Dakota takes Anita over to the early play bed and playfully pushes her onto the bed. I get up and take the air over to Anita and ask,"Are you for sure. I'm not trying to wedge anything on you, besides what goes on here is just for us. It has nothing to do with your job,"

"Shut up and just love me, boss,"she says smiling the unanimous meter. I begin to slide down to commence lapping at her womanhood, but she blocks me and tells me she just wants to be fucked.

I change positions and put my cock at the incoming to her muliebrity. I slowly playground slide in in by inch allowing her physical structure to adjust to my sizing. Almost immediately, she begins to moan and spasm underneath me. I put her mortise joint on my articulatio humeri and begin to thrust myself into her repeatedly. She begins to assure me to fuck her harder and harder. I keep increasing my push until I reach Sasha-mode. She is writhing and thrusting into me as hard as she can. I lean down and buss her passionately. She slips my glossa into my back talk.

I feel her teeth gently grab my derriere lip.

"OH GAWD, FUCK, I'VE NEVER HAD SEX WITH MY BOSS, THIS IS SO FUCKING AWESOME,"she says to me as she orgasms.

I keep fucking her hard and she rolls into coming number two,"screw ME. HOLY HELL, THIS IS AMAZING,"as she spasms underneath me again.

I feel my own organic structure Menachem Begin to differentiate its own orgasm."Darling, should I pull out ?"I ask.

"No, I can't have sister anymore, so cum all you want in me,"she says almost out of breath.

I feel my orgasm moments away,"OH netherworld, ANITA YOU feeling SO FUCKING GOOD,"I say to her.

We both kiss as I thrust all I have into her. It feels as if I'm shooting a gallon of man juice into her. After I finish my orgasm, she kisses me passionately and puts her arms around me and get out me in tightly to her.

We lay in each early's weapon for quite a while. Finally, she gets up and promontory into the bathroom to clean up. I hear her say,"Oh my goodness, this is the largest bath that I've ever seen,"I just smile and get up to join her in the shower where we have another round of sex albeit a bit less forceful this time as we needed to be thrifty not to slew and fall in the shower.

When we were done, we dried each other off and headed back into the bedroom where I found Sharon waiting for me. I just smiled as Anita left the bedroom, which I thought she was probably heading to her new car to labour home.

Sharon pulls me to a play bed and says,"I just knew you wouldn't'be able to keep your hands off of her,"she says smiling at me before she pushes me on my back and setting me for some great sex.

liveliness for me has been cracking since I became a chauffeur with Jill that night.

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