The Chauffeur ( # 45 ) John and Dallas

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

The slip to Seattle was fun and exciting. It's not that I wanted to get the three territory managers to quit, but I was very glad to accept plan B ready to go at a consequence's placard. Now, I'm going to head to Dallas once again. Plan B needs to be prepare as their numbers have not improved since Jill and I were there before. I also checked the Pinetree that we stayed in, the one that I had met the chairwoman of that partitioning. I don't see very many district manager reports on visiting former Pinetree's in the area. Something that I had asked for, yet apparently it isn't a big issue, something that I will fix with this trip.

Dakota's idea of privy acting as my supporter made me smile. I don't know if Saint John the Apostle can pull this off, but I want to grant him the opportunity to at to the lowest degree try.

When I woke up, I did my usual morning ritual, but this morning I decided that I'm going to stay home and get going the unanimous process of John Lackland being my helper for a day before we head towards Dallas.

After I head out to the kitchen, I see toilet eating yet another trough of cereal. This time he's eating the end of the Froot Loops.

"John, I have a favor to ask of you. Care to hear it ?"I say to him.

"Um, is it about me handling you for a week as your assistant ?"he asks me. This really stunned me. I know only one person must have told him this, but I'm OK with it as I really want him to shew me what he has learned from Dakota.

"Well, I guess that party favor is blown all to hell,"I say to him.

"No, it's not. Dakota prepped me to begin thinking about what you will need. She mentioned that you might be wanting to take me to Dallas,"he tells me.

"Well, she's good. Dallas is still doing poorly, even though I met with the President of the Pinetree as well as the dominion managing director of the eating place group,"I tell him.

"When would you wish to go ?"bathroom asks.

"How about tomorrow, we'll take the jet, but bring an all-night change of dress just to be condom,"I tell him. Although he never looks up from his cereal, I know that he heard me and is thinking about what needs to be done.

I like working from place. I tend to work at a leisurely pace, but more importantly I sit around in a duo of boxers and a tee shirt. Of course, my little Dakota will wear one of my E. B. White tee shirts and no step-in and tease me repeatedly, which always makes me grin. She and I had a delicious time on a quick trip to Seattle.

"St. John, I'm going to stay here and employment from the house today, so experience disengage to wear some shorts and a tee shirt if you want,"I tell him. I see him smile as I know, he likes being like me and wearing shorts makes him more relaxed.

I take my laptop computer out of my bag and open it up at the kitchen table. trick pours me a glass of pineapple juice, which feels a bit Weird as usually, it is Dakota or one of the ladies who take care of that for me.

When I log on to the email portal, I see an email from the guy I promoted in Tampa asking where I want him to travel next. I take a few instant and tone at the top 1 % of the restaurant group. I like what I'm seeing out of the Beantown group and send him there for the next distich of weeks. I tell him in the e-mail, that I would like him to visit three or four eating place there and pick one that might be a good candidate for the project. I also asked him to stay at a Pinetree and chip in me his opinion of the stay.

I see another electronic mail from Roger. He once again wants me to hire the four guys from the enigma Service to act as a tribute detail when Jill or I are out of the Chateau. Roger knows that the Windows have all been replaced because St. John sent him pictures of the employment. I told Roger that when I return from Dallas, I'll have a sit down with them.

bathroom interrupts me.

"David, since we are going to Dallas, should I set up a meeting for you with the tire recappers ? The plant is just outside of Dallas, and I thought you might care to see it,"John tells me. I like the mind and tell him to make the organisation, but don't leaning a specific time as I'm not sure how foresighted firing respective district handler will rent. Although, the Thomas Young lady that we promoted live fourth dimension I was there was doing well. Her numbers were not stellar, but they were much better than the intact rest of the food market in Dallas. Looking at the Dallas numbers, made me think about the Las Vega restaurant. Their bit were doing well, not at the top of the chain, but certainly still in the top 10 %. I shot them a brusque e-mail noting to them that I was still proud of their work.

The more I thought about the tire visit, made me smile. John had anticipated a pauperism of mine and took care of it. As I was sitting at the kitchen table, I could hear cursing and swearing coming from upstairs. I left the laptop outdoors on the table and headed upstairs. I followed the vocalisation to the office. Jill and BJ were frustrated, mostly with the federal codes put forth by the SEC. When I peeked my point into the office, I got just a bridge player up telling me to ‘ take care my own patronage ’. I blew Jill a buss and headed back down to the kitchen.

When I got to the kitchen, Sammy asked if I had any ideas about what I would like to have for lunch and then for dinner.

"How about just some BLT sandwiches for dejeuner and maybe some grilled steaks for dinner, but with a salad available for the gentlewoman please,"I tell him.

"Would you prefer a match of my cakes or something else for dessert ?"

"Your cake are toothsome, finger free to make a match of them, please,"I say to him. He just smiles and goes back to work. Amy comes into the kitchen. I ask her about how running the house is going now that we have Patrick's inspection and repair handling many of the issue. She tells me that things around the theater are so a good deal easier now that we have a religious service to handle such things as washing and cleaning.

I see Saint John on his pad of paper, which makes me smile.

I go back to working on my laptop. As common, I eliminate the duplicate electronic mail which reduce the sum up turn down by about 25 %, but there are still several ‘ read-only'emails which I dread.

Looking over the mathematical group of my email, I see one from Tina. She wanted to thank me for hiring her and her Mom as they could certainly use the income. She sent me a duo of email affixation one about the telephone dial building and some suggestions about how to make it a bit more sympathetic. The other attachment was showing the progress of the edifice under construction. Tina's Mom mentioned that phoenix has a rich history and some of it should be incorporated on the interior of the lobby. I liked the melodic theme and sent a reply email asking for some artwork that they think would be Nice choices.

I was very glad to listen from Tina. Hopefully, putting her and her Mother on remuneration, will help them and move over me two stage set of eye watching the two buildings that we acquired there.

There was an email from our casino general manager in Oklahoma. He tells me that he has had to touch the Treasury department as they have had respective thousand dollars of counterfeit bills. I copied the email to the other three cassino to be on the observatory for bogus broadsheet.

As usual, all the ladies were dressed and headed towards the garage to submit their fomite to sour. I thought a bit about taking whoremonger's vehicle out of the mix for today's drive to the hawk. However, none of the ladies seemed to bear in mind.

Many of the dame gave me a kiss on the impudence as they poured themselves a cup of java to exact for the trip. Just to be cute, Dakota came over and plopped herself down on my lap.

"Good sunrise dad. Did you sleep well ?"she asks.

"Yes, my darling I slept very well. How about you ?"I ask her.

"well, I didn't sleep with my papa, but it was OK,"she says smiling at me before she leans in and kisses me.

As usual, my Dakota wasn't wearing any panty and she kept wiggling her ass on my lap, knowing what it does to me. When Sammy had a new pot of umber ready, she got off my lap, poured herself a cup and headed out to the TV room, where soul had left the TV on to the break of day intelligence. Dakota asked me if I had seen the stock Price at stopping point yesterday. When I told her no, she giggled her cute little giggle and told me that our farm animal price broke $ 300 for the first off time ever. I began to look at maybe a 2 for 1 split sometime after Jill does the fund conversion.

Dakota changed the canal to something that she wanted to watch. John went into the TV room and checked on her just to progress to sure she was OK.

Continuing to look over my emails, I began to say the ‘ read-only'single to carry off them. It took me a couple of hours before I managed to assoil out several of them from the radical. I did notice an e-mail about bonus impediment. I read the e-mail that was addressed to me and pondered what it had said. I replied that I wanted all the bonus checks of my group sent to me and not Jill as she was tied up on a project and didn't need to be disturbed.

There was an attachment to the email. I opened it to see some of the incentive totality. The one that amazed me the most was the two for Jill and I. Because of Mom, Jill and I have made quite the bonus for this year. I scanned down the list and found Jennifer's public figure. She had a incentive of more than $ 120,000. She got the $ 10K for each of the six tower she arranged for us to purchase, but where she really made her money was the disposal of all the small territorial dominion berth in Tampa, Washington DC, Toronto, and of course here in LA. Bonus hitch got me to thinking about who else needs to be compensated for their hard work.

I went through my group. Amy, of course of action. Diane, naturally. Sharon, by far. Maddie, yes. Paula, yes. Donna, yes as well. Then I thought about the enceinte job that Sammy and Bobby have done for me at the house. From there, I thought about my darling Tina and her Mother. They have done a great job for me and I need to place them a bonus bridle as well. Then it hit me, there are heaps of people in my radical that need to be financially rewarded, such as Fred. Of course, in my head, he's getting a bonus practically nightly with him and Mom playing together.

In my head, I thought that maybe putting the bonus checks into something would be a courteous idea. However, I couldn't even believe the number that was attached to my figure or Jill's gens. Thinking about Jill, also made me think about BJ and Danni as well.

I saw another email from Roger Johnson. He wanted to let me love that he would be in Motown for about two weeks working on a couple of Pinetree locations that needed severe upgrading on security.

Saint John told me that he has notified the jet gang that we would be heading to Dallas tomorrow, early in the morning. I was thankful that he took care of that for me.

I realize that Dakota is here, but I haven't seen him go near her as if he was asking her advice on what to do. So far, he seems to have risen to the task, but then again, we are still home.

John is making phone telephone call, for what I don't know. I summon him over to me and ask what phone calls he is making.

"I'm setting up interviews for you with the four closed book Service guys. I think that Roger is probably right in that you and Jill need two of these guys to go with you when you leave the house,"John says to me.

"Thank you,"I tell him.

I see Dakota watching to make sure that everything is going smoothly, which it is. So far John Lackland and I are expecting to direct to Dallas. I am all set with Plan B for the Dallas group just as we had for the Seattle grouping. whoremonger asked me if it would be an nightlong stay or a play around in Dallas. I let him know that I expected that the misstep is just a turnaround. He grabbed his bag and set it by the front door. I went down the hallway and grabbed my bag as well.

John tells me that the limo is here, perfect with Fred driving. I picked up my bag and headed out to the limo, where Fred took my bag and put it in the tree trunk. John came out of the house with his own bag, which Fred put in the tree trunk. We got into the car and Fred took us for a ride towards the airport.

When we arrived at our jet, Fred retrieved our bags from the trunk. Each of us went up to the steps into the jet ready to jaunt to Dallas.

Once we were inside the plane, both John and I retrieved a set of earbuds to determine a moving-picture show. I chose Seabiscuit with Tobey Maguire. It's a skillful movie, one of my married woman's favorites.

Up to this point, john has been a dear assistant. He listens, he contemplates thing and so far he has anticipated my needs. As the jet roars down the runway, I think about Heidi and Patrick. Hopefully, they will really hit it off. Of track, bringing them over to the business firm, for a child's play session, seems like a good approximation, at least in my head.

I think about Heidi's sylphlike body and wonder if she wants to enjoy our playgroup. I think about St. Patrick, how he is a big strong guy. I'm sure that he has already thought about seeing Heidi naked. Something that I would bask seeing as well. In our playgroup, I'm sure there would be no deficit of women to sit that stallion.

CHAPTER 2

John the Divine and I chat a bit as the plane fly front towards Dallas. In my bag, I have a list of plan B people. I remember the last meter I was there ; we promoted a lady to get a district manager, Donna Burger.

The trajectory was only a pair of time of day. When we landed, once again we had the limo driver standing and waiting for us.

Saint John the Apostle was hungry and so was I. I suggested stopping at a hamlet Inn once again. The chauffeur took toilet and me to the nearest one from the jet. I could see in John's centre that he was ready to eat, which wasn't a real surprise for him.

I decided to receive a 2-2-2 breakfast. This breakfast was 2 bollock, 2 Roger Bacon flight strip, and 2 pancakes. John had the same as me.

So far, John has done a very well job being my supporter. Although, I did leave out Dakota. After breakfast, we headed towards the eatery grouping's territorial dominion office. Once again, there was still no receptionist. I just stood by the look door, waiting for someone to come in greet me, which didn't happen.

I went over to a guy's desk and asked if we could gather in the conference room once again. He shrugged his articulatio humeri and went from desk to desk asking everyone to meet in the conference elbow room. several fellow member headed towards a conference elbow room leaving me standing out in the center of the office.

The conference room was filled to capacity.

"commodity good afternoon, many of you already know me, but just in shell you don't, I'm Jacques Louis David Henry Graham Greene, CEO of Jaxson, Inc,"I say to them.

"Is this another of your shitty dump appearance trying to wee-wee us believe that we're not doing well enough,"one guy says to me.

"No, no diddley shows. However, I ask the same question today that I asked last meter I was here, How 're your numbers ?"

One guy speaks up,"They're fine. Maybe not where you would like them to be, but they are just fine,"one guy tells me.

"Really ? Shall we look at your territorial dominion's numbers ?"I ask. There's a knocked out silence in the room.

"It says here that you are future to last among district managers. concern to excuse why that is ?"I ask.

"Roadwork,"he tells me.

"OH, C'mon, that's the Lapp excuse all you district handler gave me conclusion time. Don't you have anything new ?"

"well, it does have to do with the roadwork that the DOT of Dallas has going on,"one guy says to me.

"And that's the solitary reason ? I find that very punishing to consider,"I say to them.

"Here, we go. He doesn't work for a bread and butter, and yet he wants to pick us,"another guy says.

"Is that what you think ? That I'm not working ?"I say to them. I look around the room and see the youth peeress that I promoted the shoemaker's last prison term that I was here, Donna Burger.

"Miss Burger, how is your district doing ?"I ask.

"well, it could be better. invitee check averages are up, employee turnover is holding steady. We're not short-circuit on managers, but we could use a brace more,"Miss Burger says to me.

"This is stupid, we all know our numbers, we don't have to answer to the likes of you,"he says to me. I look at John, who is getting annoyed with these fools.

I look around the room and decide.

"With the exclusion of misfire Burger, you are all fired,"I say to them causing quiet to fall over the room. Several of the district managers pull their Florida key out of their pouch and cast aside them onto the table. St. John the Apostle begins to collect the key. I watch Ms. beefburger and see her sitting in her behind with her mouth subject. One of the things that I did bill was that no one said a word to Ms. Burger as they left.

I asked Ms. Burger where I could find all my design B people. She was stunned that I came prepared to let the district manager go and replace them right away. Ms. Burger went around the room tapping the great unwashed on the shoulder and sending them to the conference room.

I was ready for architectural plan B, and it looks as if my thoughts on the matter were spot on.

"As you all know, I'm St. David Graham Greene. I'm the CEO of Jaxson, Inc. You are all here because I just fired all the district coach,"I tell them.

"All of them ?"somebody asks.

"Yep, all of them,"I replied.

I went on to say,"However, there are going to be some modification here. Everyone will bring a 45-hour week, with one Saturday a calendar month being replaced with a Tuesday,"I say to the group.

"You are all dominion managers and I expect everyone to work when the rest of the world plays,"I say to them.

We chat for nearly two hour before I end the academic session. From the territory agency, John shuffles me into the limo as we head towards the tire recapping location. When we get there, the manager comes out to meet me. He tells us that the sheer number of tyre that are waiting to be recapped, have put this business back in the disgraceful. I start to moot if purchasing this plant would be a beneficial thought, something to check up on on at another time.

The manager takes us on a tour of duty of the facility. I see various house trailer of tires just waiting to be recapped. When the hitch is over, I am felicitous to see trailer-loads of tire already recapped and will be sent to our position. He thanks me for the business concern as it saved many business here at the recapping plant.

I ask him if he would recommend a nice local place for an early on dinner before we head back to LA. He recommends this mom and pop Mexican eating place that is two blocks down the road. He tells me that they have a buffet from 1 until 6 pm during the week, and from noon until 6 on the weekends. I see lavatory already licking his mouth, the idea of a Mexican snack counter was very exciting to him.

With the personnel changed at the eatery territory office, I am guessing that the new people will realize that they are under a microscope and should work harder at being More successful. However, I kept thinking about Ms. Burger. She is Brigham Young, she is beautiful, and she puts in more clock time than anyone else, or at least anyone that I just fired.

While John the Evangelist was eating from the Mexican buffet, I texted Dakota to let her bed that John has kept me on peak today, so far, so honest. I got her common text reply"K".As I sat there watching john shovelful food into his lip, my mind went towards trying to reward Ms. Burger in some way since she was doing exactly what I asked her to do, work hard and recognize what is going on in your mathematical group eatery.

I texted Jill if she could send 100 plowshare of our stock to Ms. Warren Earl Burger. I got a testy reply,"I'll get to it shortly."

As I watched John go up for his 3rd plate, I laughed to myself that this restaurant won't be making any net profit on John. When he sat down with his third plateful, he began to ask me some questions.

"David, am I doing OK so far ?"

"You're doing just hunky-dory John,"

"Are we going to stay the Nox, or head dwelling when we have finished our visits ?"

"We'll top dog back home,"I tell him. He smiles. I'm sure that was the resolution he was hoping for.

"Now, I've got a question for you. What present are you going to get Dakota for being such a respectable teacher ?"

"Oh no. I have to get her a face ?"bathroom says in a bit of a panic voice.

"Well yeah, she did a dandy job at teaching you and it shows,"I say to him.

"ass me…. oh, wait, beshrew it. I have to figure out what to get her ?"John the Divine says. I laugh at his mistake, but I felt the same way trying to figure out what to get her for Christmas.

"John, have you decided on what to get Diane for Christmastime ?"I ask him.

"No, and I have no idea what to get her. I love her, but you just bought her a new truck, how can I compete with that ?"He asks me.

"John, it's not a competitor. Hey, you could add back a tee shirt that has one of those corny expression like"Someone went to Dallas and all I got was this icky tee shirt,"St. John looked at me as if I was speaking a different lyric. I knew in my center that would NOT be the item to get either one of the ladies.

"How about we stop at a jewelry shop and have a facial expression,"I say to him. He shrugs his shoulders. I pay the bill, which I was happy that we weren't charged by the photographic plate with St. John finally eating four plates of food. I discovered that he loves Tamale, he ate 9 of them.

"Saint John the Apostle, before we head towards the jet, I want to visit one of the Pinetree emplacement where I had asked for some things to be fixed and since I'm here in Dallas, I want to take a quick check mark,"I say to him. I pass him the savoir-faire of the Pinetree location that I want to visit.

When I get the bill back, I put a 25 % tip on it. I would wish this nice footling restaurant to bide in business.

Heading outside, I see the limo parked across the parking lot. As we started walking towards it, the driver starts the car and drives over to meet us in the midriff of the parking lot. Once John and I were inside, I rolled the seclusion window down as I had doubt for the chauffeur.

"Excuse me, I have a duet of interrogation for you ? I say to the chauffeur.

"I'll be glad to answer them if I can,"I'm told by the driver.

"Do you slow down in the two hebdomad before Noel, and if you do, what do the manager do here to hold all the chauffeurs working ?"I ask.

"Well, yes. We ho-hum way, way down. However, we do a Dec 25 lights tour that runs every nighttime of the week from December 5th until December 29th. We take December 30th off preparing for the bull hurry of limo request for New Year's Eve,"The chauffeur says to me.

"Do you have other matter that go on when you hit a slow time of the twelvemonth ?"I ask.

"Well, we offer a two-fer during the summertime months. Use us for graduation parties, and we will give you a second dark for disembarrass, but the resign night can not be used on a Friday or Saturday nighttime. We also have stack with several of the upscale hotels that if a customer needs a limo for anything then we will be the preferred limo of pick. The client gets a limo for a flat fee and we add up the number of limo rides we get from the hotel if it exceeded 20 we give the front desk the great unwashed dinner from the eatery of their choice as Texas doesn't allow any kind of pecuniary reimbursement,"I'm told.

"Interesting,"I say.

"Why ? Are you thinking of starting a limo avail ?"the driver asks.

"Nope, I already own three. Two in LA and one in Las Vegas,"I say.

"Really ? Three ? Are you looking for any managers ? I have a brother in LA. I could move there and move in with him for a while until I get myself set up,"

I write Paula's earphone number on the rachis of my business plug-in that John the Evangelist hands me.

"Here you go, call the gentlewoman that I wrote on the backbone and let her know that I sent you,"I say.

"Thank you. Please don't get me amiss, but I've lived in Dallas for many old age and I would care to go somewhere else to inhabit and crop,"the chauffeur says to me.

I think about the driver not knowing LA all that well, but with GPS on about telephone set, you don't need to really love the layout of LA. I considered him to be a candidate to run the limo team that takes customer from hotels to the drome. The driver pulls up to the Pinetree that I want to visit.

The first matter that I notice is that there is a bellman along with four baggage cart. When the limo pulls up to the front threshold, the bellhop opens the plump for door letting John and myself out. I step inside the hotel. I hear the driver recount the bellman that we are just visiting and that there is no luggage to take.

Once inside, I looked around. The eatery were both undetermined, which was a sore post for me when I was here last. I sat in the vestibule and just watched. People came in, were greeted warmly, and checked for a reservation. A tumid cowboy eccentric with flush, jeans, and a large black cowboy hat strode into the hotel. He was greeted quickly. The cowboy asked for the upright room which he was offered the 15th floor, at a waltz rate of $ 1500 a Night. I was very happy to see the 15th floor being rented out.

I asked John for a pen and one of my business concern add-in. On the book binding of my card, I wrote"GREAT JOB, a nice improvement since the terminal meter I was here."

I walked the scorecard to the front desk and asked for the handler in charge. A cultivated lady came to the front end desk. I handed her my add-in and thanked her for her team'intemperate work in transforming this unit.

One affair that I did notice was that there still was no concierge and thus the front desk had to handle all the questions. I suggested getting a concierge to knead all 7 days a week. She thanked me for my comments and then turned over my business placard and read my name and title of respect on the social movement of the card. She politely told me that getting anything done around here didn't happen until I showed up and had the president of the company show up to run into you the following dayspring. I thanked her for the information and politely left. After we left the hotel, I ask the driver to stop at a jewelry memory board, which we did. privy and I went inside and looked around at the options. I suggested him getting Diane a squeamish bracelet. When I saw the necklaces, I knew exactly what to get Dakota. I remember seeing her in a conservative dress that needed a necklace.

Both can and I looked at jewelry. John selected a prissy simple diamond bracelet, complete with over 2 carats of high-grade diamonds. I, in bit, asked to see this two-carat Pezophaps solitaria diamond neckless. The salesperson handed me her jeweler's eye to appear at the rhomb. Since I didn't see any inclusion body, I decided to purchase the baseball diamond. Just to take a crap affair interesting, I told the salesperson to put John's purchase on my sale. Before John could even object, I handed the salesperson my AMEX.

The sales representative wrapped each of the pieces of jewelry for us to take home.

John reviewed his notes in his assistant's notebook after we got into the limo. We headed back towards the jet. When we got there, I tipped the chauffeur five $ 100 bills. Saint John and I got on the jet and buckled in.

Before we started moving, my phone rang. It was from Sharon.

"David, did you ask for someone to the government agency and not say me ?"Sharon asks.

"Um, not that I remember. Who is there waiting for me to not show up ?"I said laughing a bit.

"Tony Stewart,"she tells me.

"Tony James Maitland Stewart, the NASCAR driver, and car owner ?"I ask.

"Yep, that would be the one,"she says to me.

"Please rationalise to him for me and if possible, reschedule a meeting with him for tomorrow, sometime around 11 am, if that works for him. If it doesn't let him pick the metre and we'll just chassis things out,"I tell her.

"Don't worry boss, I'll take tutelage of it. But now you owe me,"she says before we hang up.

The flight home was boring. John the Evangelist and I chatted about Dec 25 presents, but the common things like the jewelry that we just bought didn't seem personal like Christmastime present are supposed to be.

I asked how things with his Mother are, since hiring her for the substantial land partition she works grueling and I often wonder if it puts a variant on Jennifer and St. John's human relationship, but then again Jennifer is soon to be a grandmother.

I looked through my telephone thinking that maybe I put something on my calendar, but alas, there was goose egg. Why Tony Stewart would shew up at the office intrigued me.

When we landed at LAX, I was surprised to see so many private green, way more than I usually see. It was St. John the Apostle that reminded me that the LA read/write memory had a home biz against the San Francisco 49ers. Thankfully, since I pay a sort of rental fee, they had a spot for us to park the jet. It took Fred a duad of bit to get over to us. I saw several of the Black car limos and even two Happy, Happee limo. I thought to myself that I should ask Paula if the Congressman and his married woman were still clients or do, they even still use our service.

As usual, when I am out of signature for whatever reason, my speech sound usually gets lit up once we land and today was no different. I had a XII schoolbook subject matter and 6 missed phone birdcall.

The very first one that I called was Sharon. I wanted to rule out what time he wanted to reschedule.

"Sharon darling, did Tony Jimmy Stewart reschedule and if so, when ?"I ask her.

"He took you up on your 11 am tomorrow. He knows that he didn't have an engagement, but he was in the edifice with another client and took a gamble that you might be here,"she tells me.

"Well, that's not bad tidings !"I say to her.

"Oh, and you have a delivery coming to your household. It is 500 lawsuit of that wine from the winery that you own,"she tells me in a deadpan manner.

"I own a winery. When did I buy it ?"I ask.

"Well, I looked it up and you acquired it in the Happy, Happee limo deal. And you don't own just one, you actually own three,"Sharon tells me.

"Are they all in California ?"I ask.

"Yep, all three are in Northern Golden State,"she says.

"Oh, do tell,"I say.

"The modest one is in Napa Valley, the early two are the Same sizing but are in Sonoma and Mendocino. Apparently, the hoi polloi who sold you well-chosen limo didn't mention these three vineyards. But, according to Sacramento Jaxson, Inc. owns all three. I've got Jennifer investigation as well as checking former State Department for property in Jaxson, Inc. epithet or even in your figure,"Sharon tells me.

"Well, that's a thoroughly idea. We keep finding the former thing that we now own. However, I wonder who is making the transport as none of our corporate attorneys would do that without notifying me,"I tell Sharon.

"Hey, before you hang up have Amy go down into the wine cellar and ease up me a counting of how many bottles we have there. I don't need a breakdown, at least not yet. I just would like to sleep together how many bottles we already have before we get this 500-case order,"I ask her to take concern of for me.

CHAPTER 3

As we got into the limo, Fred was already laughing since the delivery companionship called the Chateau to set up the delivery time. comb-out, I told him that if he's not careful, I'll put Mom in guardianship of the unanimous thing.

"Fred, I want to urinate some telephone set calls tomorrow regarding this 500-case delivery. A delivery that large would most likely seminal fluid via tractor-trailer, which would have to back down the secret road. How we were going to put it all away baffled me,"I tell him as we are driving slowly through afternoon traffic.

John piped up,"I can call off some of my college supporter. You already know that they will work out cheap. You pay them $ 10/hour and feed them, and you'll have an USA of college people helping you out. I'll make some calls in just a couplet of minutes, all I need to love is how many would you like. Oh, and they don't have to trim up, just be scavenge looking, right ?"Gospel According to John asks me.

I'm really impress, this is the very outset affair that he anticipated my need and took action.

"John, how about at least 10 people. 500 guinea pig are a whole lot of vino to make a motion. It will probably arrive in a tractor preview,"I tell him.

"When we get to the Chateau, I'll make calls and put together a group that will handle all this. I'll also look at the well-situated way to get this from exterior to into the wine cellar. If my mathematics is redress, this will be 6,000 bottle of wine-colored,"John tells me.

"I'll also get Bobby and Sammy involved as well. One of them could be directing the flow from their door by the kitchen,"toilet tells me.

It felt estimable to be home. Dallas has been a sore office with me so far, much like having a minuscule pebble in your brake shoe that you can't seem to get rid of. Hopefully, Ms. Burger will take charge of the new radical of district handler.

"Fred, can you guide us to a high-end curio shop class ? I would wish to check something,"I tell him.

"What do you possess in creative thinker boss ?"St. John the Apostle asks.

"I have an idea about what to get Dakota for a pocket-sized giving,"I tell him.

Fred only takes about 10 proceedings to get us to this very high-end curio workshop on Rodeo Drive. He pulls up the limo out front and we step out and pace into the store. We are greeted by a prissy ma'am that is probably 55 or so. The shop is quaint, but it has hatful of nice curiosity bit. Of class, there were also several curio cabinet which I had no involvement in looking at. I saw this cute piddling piece that looked like a mineworker complete with a pickax and wearing a mineworker's hat. Something in my head told me she would like this picayune patch. There was a matching mineworker that I also got, that one would be from John.

It took a few minutes, but the sales lady had both piece of music house of cards wrapped then put into a box and had each box wrapped in gold foil paper. I chose a dark wild blue yonder typewriter ribbon and bathroom selected an emerald leafy vegetable thread. The dame wrapped each box up before making a bow. I paid for the two pieces. I was so happy that I now had a wonderful piece of jewelry for her for Christmas and John and I had these little statuette. Yes, both Gospel According to John and I were felicitous with our purchase for Dakota.

Being back home just seemed born. The trip having John as my helper went adept than I anticipated. He thought things out before he made any decisions. Now I had to think about taking care of him. I know that he wants a Yuletide Eve wedding, but for some bizarre understanding, Diane wants their wedding to be New Year 's Eve. That idea just seemed ridiculous ; it must be her youth I thought. Maybe I should have a treatment with Jennifer since she loves both of them.

My telephone started buzzing, it was a cry from Dr. Ronda.

"hullo beautiful,"I said.

"Your adult female are all in trouble with me,"she replies right from the start.

"Um, could you clue me into what happened before I get yelled at ?"

"All three of them missed their designation with me yesterday,"she tells me. I know that she's not actually mad, but she is concerned. Diane was supposed to bear an sonography, Jill was supposed to have some bloodwork, and Dakota was also supposed to make some bloodwork as well.

"favorite, not to occupy, I'll take maintenance of it,"I tell her.

"When do I get to put my manpower on you again lover ?"Ronda asks.

"All you have to do is number to the family, you should know that by now,"I tell her smiling the unanimous prison term. john is looking at me wondering whom I'm talking to.

We say our goodbyes and knack up.

"Fred, have you thought about what you're going to get Mom for Christmas ?"

"Oh yes, Melanie wants this Nice Noritake tea set. I don't know why, but all she has to do is maneuver something out and that's what I will get her,"he tells me. I think to myself how he is from a unlike era than most of the chauffeurs that we hire today. To most of them, being a chauffeur is just a part-time job, but with Fred, it's more like a lifestyle.

Knowing that Fred is getting Mom this exclusive tea set, made me think about getting her some of the unspoiled tea that I can retrieve anyplace, but then again it didn't seem personal like I want it to be.

"Hey John the Evangelist, put a cry into either Bobby or Sammy, I think if we can swing it, I would like to have a courteous steak with sautéed mushroom-shaped cloud and onions, glazed carrots, and a fat bake potato,"I tell him. He smiles and gladly makes the call.

I get a text from Jill ; she sent the stock shares to Ms. Burger.

When we pull into the courtyard, there are three box trucks parked. Fred has no idea what they are all about. He pulls up to the front door and we get out. It dawns on me that I haven't tipped Fred in quite a while. I take 7 $ 100 bank bill out of my pocket, fold them in half and as he's holding the door undefended, I stuff them into his shirt pocket. He tries to politely object but as common, I won't hear of it.

The box trucks have me curious. I walk over to one of the device driver and ask what they are bringing. He tells me that it is high-end furniture. As soon as the device driver told me it was high-end stuff, I knew that Melanie was behind this.

I went inside and was greeted by some rather commove lady. I saw my wife sitting at the dining room mesa eating a sandwich. She actually looked exhausted. I went over and kissed her and began to massage her shoulders. I could feel all the tension in her neck and shoulders.

"Darling, why don't you go put your bathing suit on and go sit in the hot tub. Your vertebral column and neck would feel much best,"I say to her. She ponders what I have said and decides to finish her sandwich first then go variety. I'm just felicitous she is not growling at me.

I go to sit at the kitchen table. Dakota comes and sits on my lap. She is still a beautiful Cy Young ma'am.

"Daddy has a demonstrate for you,"I tell her.

"Yum, is it something that I can put in my rima oris ?"she asks giggling.

"No smarty-pants, it isn't what you think it might be. It is an actual present,"I tell her.

I see her side show signs of curiosity.

"Well dad, when are you going to give me my present tense ?"She asks.

"Would you like it now ?"

"right wing here in front of everyone ?"She asks me.

"But of grade, you're not suddenly shy, are you ?"I ask, knowing she thinks the introduce is entirely something else.

"You know me, Daddy, I'm really not shy about anything,"she tells me.

"Then before I give you your acquaint, please tell me why you missed your appointment with Dr. Ronda,"I say in a bum voice.

"Well, I didn't feel well. I took a nap and before I knew it my engagement clip had passed,"

"I'm going to set another appointment and if I have to, I will take you there personally,"I say to her.

"You're not mad at me are you Daddy ?"she asks.

"I'm not mad. I just worry about you and the infant, got it ?"I tell her. She puts her munition around my neck and snuggles her drumhead onto my chest of drawers."I'm sorry Daddy,"she says to me in a sincere vox. I kiss her and hug her back.

I pull out the minuscule wrap up box for her and ask for a osculation before she gets the submit. Gladly she kisses me passionately. While we are kissing, she reaches down and begins to bet with my cock causing it to stir and inure in her hand. Being the tease, she is, she unzips my pants and puts her hand inside and starts stroking me until I'm fully erect.

"Darling, do you need your exhibit or do you require me to bed your brains out ?"I say smiling at her.

"Can't I have both ?"

"You know with me you can practically ingest anything you want,"I tell her.

"OK, then how about I take the pose you bought me first, then I get to have my way with you as my second present. We have enough clock time before dinner for you to puddle me cum several times Daddy,"she says with luxuria in her eyes.

I reach into my rucksack and pull out the little beautifully wrapped box and hand it to her. can sees me handing Dakota my gift and he goes to get his gift for her as well.

Once she has both talent, I tell her to unfold John's gift first. Dakota takes her appease men and begins to unmake the bow carefully. After the bow is untie, she gently removes the thread taking caution to not destroy the beautiful decoration. Using one of her fingernails, she cuts the all the way tape recording that holds the paper. Once the theme is loose, she carefully removes the box. I see the expectation in her oculus. She carefully opens the box to find something bubble wrapped. Once again, she uses one of her fingernails to cut the crystalise tape recording that is holding it together. In a move like a surgeon, she takes the statuette out of the box and unwraps it. When she sees the little porcelain piece, she nearly tears up. She loves the gift and jumps up and kisses John.

"Dakota, your dada told me I was supposed to get you a small endowment for training me. I was just going to get you one of those tee shirts that said ‘ person went to Dallas and all I got was this tee shirt ”. Dakota playfully punches him in the shoulder but then kisses him and I could barely get wind her say thank you. He just smiled that she liked the gift.

Once she released whoremaster from her embrace, she turned her attention to me. She picked up my box and began the process of opening it much like a surgeon. Her acquisition and attentiveness to detail of unwrapping the box was nice to look out. In my nous, I was thinking about how long it would be for her to unwrap Christmas presents.

Again, she carefully removed the bow, then the decoration, and finally loosened the paper by cutting the elucidate tape that held it together. Once it was open, she carefully took the box out of the newspaper publisher. Again, she cut more clear mag tape with her fingernail and opened the box. For a second time, she found a little figurine wrapped inside the box. She took it out and gently unwrapped it. When she saw it was a mates to the other one, she almost broke the patch affair as she lept into my arms and wiggled her cunning ass on my nearly hard cock. I felt, as usual, that she didn't have pantie on. She put both figurines together and I saw her eyes rupture up.

"Darling, there's no need to cry. This is supposed to make you happy, not sad,"I say to her.

"pop, this does arrive at me happy. Do you have intercourse that for Christmas last year from Bob and Melanie, I got a $ 25 gift card to Sears ? I can't even use that because the stupid store is out of clientele. Can you conceive that ?"

"Should I even ask what you got for your natal day ? Maybe a gift scorecard to McDonald 's ?"I asked hoping I was wrong.

"No, I didn't get anything from them for my birthday. I'm trusted Melanie wanted to move over me something, but Bob was a very cheap-ass,"Dakota says.

"What the fuck ?"John Lackland says causing both Dakota and me to smile. However, I understood the view. Yes, we play it fairly free with the money here, but we also watch each former's back, and strawman, and every other part of their body.

I pull Dakota into me and put my arms around her. I begin to kiss her passionately and she responds. Her tongue goes into my mouth and begins to wrestle with my own tongue. As I'm kissing her, my intellect wonders just what kind of horses-ass Bob really was. It was no curiosity why the mansion staff happily left their employ to work somewhere else, anywhere else. I know that Bob expected sex from Dakota and yet he couldn't even give her a sensible natural endowment. Hell, I'm not having sex ( well not recently ) with Diane, but I bought her a new truck. I didn't expect anything in return, but apparently at Christmastide with Bob you get a endowment card. Are you kidding me ? That is just ridiculous.

"Dakota darling, I just want to make for certain that you are felicitous here. You don't flavour like either Jill or I am forcing you to do anything,"I say to her.

"Daddy, are you kidding me ? I've never been so happy in my entire lifespan. You pay me to a greater extent money than I even know what to do with. I get to live in a hall that is larger than I have ever seen. You and Jill handle me with regard and care about me ... and bed me. Your wife willingly shares you with me anytime I want you. She is the most unjealous individual that I have ever met. When we have sex, sometimes it's us making dear and sometimes it 's you just pleasing me. I hope you know that I'm yours forever. Having your baby fulfills one of my great illusion. I was sure enough while I was working for Bob and Melanie that I would never have a baby because I certainly didn't want one with Bob. But, with you, I rub my corporation and sense our baby every break of day. dada, when I tell you that I love you, it's not just a saying I truly do love you with all my warmheartedness and soul,"Dakota tells me.

"Well, I'm happy to get a line that. I love you too my favorite. You will constitute a wonderful Mother to our baby. I can just see you as one of the soccer mommy carrying the team to the Dairy king after the soccer game. You'll be the cool Mom that all the kid want to flow out with,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me once again.

As Dakota and I are kissing, these furniture guys keep bringing in more clobber and walking it down to Mom's room.

"Dakota, any idea where Mom is rightfulness now ?"I ask.

"She's in her room. I think she has the article of furniture movers putting her new furniture wherever she wants and has them moving the old furniture around to search good in her room,"Dakota says to me.

I notice that no furniture is coming out just going into her way. all the way she spent some time shopping for this stuff. It occurred to me that I should put Mom in charge of decorating inside the Chateau for Christmas. With her high society mouthful, she could make this house the beneficial in southern California.

As I'm sitting with my Dakota on my lap, Jill brings me a letter from the metropolis. I open it and find it is their prescribed offer to me to buy the belongings across the service of process route. It's a trivial high gear, but I'm just happy to hold mastery over it. I dial up the lawyer that we use and tell him that I want to purchase the place across the road from the house. I tell him that I will fax him the letter and to just pay for the purchase and do not try to counteroffer.

I also ask him how to determine whom might have put three vineyards in Jaxson, Inc. public figure without me or them knowing about it. He assures me he will put his ripe legal assistant on it to find out the information. I thank him and end the call.

I see John the Evangelist making great deal of telephone set calls. At first, I didn't know who he was calling, but then I remembered the 500-case delivery of wine tomorrow. I was glad to take unspoilt aid of his champion with money and food, but since I now know how a good deal of a bonus Jill and I are getting I'm going to pay these kids more than they expect.

It dawns on me that I haven't seen the surety guy in a while. While I feel our front is covered well, our back-door entrance gate is complete without any cameras. I would like to see who is coming and going. I know that Allison has been working very hard and her monthly requital have been right on prison term. The three porn ladies also have been giving me their money orders and I give them the immediate payment just so there is a trail in case someone makes a stink about having three porn stars living here.

"Hey John, can you get in here for a consequence ? I just had a thought,"I say to him.

John gets up and comes into the kitchen and sits down at the table with me.

"can, when I first met you it was at that IHOP when I was dating Tina, do you remember back then ?"I ask him.

"Of grade, I do. That was one of those epic nights,"he says smiling at me.

"Well, I'm not sure I would forebode it heroic poem, but thank you for the compliment. However, if you remember you were kind of the geek in Diane's chemical group. You and she were not dating at that point and most of her gang were college friends from the college she was going to. My cerebration is that maybe you should possess her make some phone call and get some masses to avail with the vino delivery tomorrow. What do you think ?"I ask him. I see him thinking about what I just said.

"That's a great fucking estimate. I had completely forgotten that I was kind of the tagalong with her group,"he says to me.

"Then go get her and get to dialing. I'm pretty sure it will defecate your job much easier,"I say to him.

John gets up and puts a call into Diane. I hear his voice sound a bit less stressed about putting together a group to help oneself us tomorrow. I sat there and thought about what's on the agenda for tomorrow ... ... Tony James Maitland Stewart. I am both sex and very curious about why he showed up at the authority looking for me.

I start to consider how Saint John did with me. While it wasn't the level of Dakota, she did do a wondrous job training him. I now feel comfortable that when she has my baby, privy will be able to handle me until she is able to cultivate again. However, since she lives at the Chateau, she really is uncommitted anytime that either John or I need her assistance.

I get up and look at Dakota by the script and lead her down the hallway to my bedroom. Once we are inside, I put my arms around her and begin to kiss her passionately. She leaps up on me and wraps her stage around me and holds onto me like a scamp up in a coconut meat tree. While she has her legs wrapped around me, I walk her over to one of the caper beds and gently lay her down. I shed my clothes and climb into bed with her. I gently take her wearing apparel off as well.

She pushes me onto my back and slides down licking and sucking my rooster. She has such a talent with her oral skills that I just lay my head back and enjoy the oral ride. It takes various minute before I feel that wonderful itch to burst forth in her oral cavity, which I do.

As my manhood settee down from all the cum that I just put into her lip and pharynx, I pull her up to me. I kiss her turbulently before I slide down her body and commence my own oral accomplishment on her sweet savouring pussy. I lick and suck hearing her moan over and over.

I nibble on her clitoris and jabbing my spit into her as deeply as I can get it to go. Her womanly juice coat my face and lingua. I lick and suck all that I can get into my mouth. Gladly I swallow every drop she shares with me. As she calms down, I move my body up so that my turncock is resting at the entrance of her pussy. Slowly I push myself into her. She wraps her legs around me and crosses her ankle. Once she has done that, she pulls me tightly into her as rich as I can get.

I begin to thrust in and out of her. She keeps telling me how much she loves me as I feel her body spasm on my manhood. As we both find ourselves in the Same beat of making beloved, we both come together declaring our love over and over towards each other.

I know that my life changed for the skilful the day that I was a chauffeur and Jill was my trainer. With both Dakota and Jill fraught by me, I feel so loved.

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