The Chauffeur ( # 56 ) The Recording Studio

By PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

Unfortunate for the company, I had to turn over if Mike booker had a time to come with Jaxson, Inc. The transcription studio was not making money, not at all. Mike was a courteous guy, but he didn't seem to be volition or able to get the recording studio running properly to piss money.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"mike, do you want some avail to get the transcription studio to jump making money ?"I ask.

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

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

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

"No, I'm not opposed at all. However, are you able-bodied to buy the studio, or do you ask sentence to find a fiscal angel ?"I ask.

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

"I know a distich of citizenry who would be interested in purchasing the studio apartment. Let me touch one or two of them and let's see how things go,"I say.

"St. David, will you give me a couple of weeks to see if I can put together a small financial group to make this transaction ?"he asks me. I'm not opposed to him trying to buy the studio, but I'm not confident that he has the pull to get an investor or two to make the purchase. I wouldn't be opposed to him buying the studio in a payment programme, but here again, I'm not sure that he has the strength financially to pull that off.

"Mike, I'll assure you what. I'll give you to the end of this hebdomad. We will talk again to see how you are coming with some financial supporter. If you don't have any multitude willing to pace forward and help you, then we will need to await at other alternative. I'm sorry, but it's just clip to cut the studio loose,"I tell him. I know that he is taking this hard, but you can't keep throwing good money into a losing venture.

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

"how-do-you-do, this is Dr. Ronda. Who is calling ?"she asks.

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

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

"Well, whenever you choose to descend see me at the house. You know that I'm usable to you any clip you want me,"I say to her.

"If I come to see you, what will you do to me. Sit and interpret me some Shakespeare ?"She says laughing the whole time. I laugh back as we certainly know how to liven up each other up.

"Well, maybe I'll put my work force and sass, and tongue on you and we can be as internal as possible and hopefully make that baby you want. vocalize near ?"I ask her.

"Darling, anytime I'm with you sounds trade good to me. Should I tell you when I'm coming over or just show up ?"she asks me.

"Just shew up. It's not like I wouldn't honey to be surprised by you stopping by,"I tell her. I hear her giggling on the other end of the phone. I tell her that I love her and end the call.

The next call is from Paula. She seems to think that she is having difficulty and would care me to hold back by and listen in on some phone calls. I tell her that I will be happy to do so and that I will stop by unannounced that way staff members won't change their tactic if they know that I'm going to show up.

She thanks me and ends the phone call.

Just as I end the call with Paula, my phone buzzes. It's Special federal agent Fernandez.

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

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

"wellspring, we traded her for a new pickup and some sandwiches from Jimmy trick,"I say to him.

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

"Not to occupy Jose, that was one of my stupid person joke. You know, it sounds funny in my headspring but when I say it out loud, no one else thinks that it is funny,"I tell him. I get a slight chortle from him.

"Jose, I've stopped by her desk a couple of clock time and she seems to be doing well. If you would like to verbalise to her, I can transfer you over to her. I'm sure she would screw to spill the beans to her boyfriend…. oh wait, you're her husband aren't you…hahaha. Yep, I'm still pumping out the stupid jape,"I say to him.

"Alright funnyman just poke the buttons and get off my birdcall over to her,"he says laughing.

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

"how-do-you-do this is Jacques Louis David,"I say as I answer my phone.

"David, its me again. I wanted to tell you that the investigation of the shooting in Phoenix at your girl Tina's college will be ongoing for a few hebdomad. Local law enforcement killed the culprit but not before he killed so many and wounded so many Sir Thomas More. He certainly came to the campus well-armed with a plan to ache and kill college educatee. We haven't found any kind of promissory note to excuse why he did what he did,"Jose Tell me. I exhale thinking about how bad it could have been with Tina, but we were so lucky that she was not hurt in any way.

"On a different note, we have been hearing rumors that the Russian brothers may be making another run at you, so please be careful. We also have heard intel that one of the Mexican drug cartels may be trying to move your businesses. Please go along yourself safe and protected. I heard you have hired 6 enigma Service factor, which I think is a saucy move. I'm not sure if you realize it but Jill and Dakota are your two faint connexion, they are very close to you and they are both pregnant, so please don't let them go anywhere without protection,"Jose tells me. I thank him for the info and end the call.

I see John and call him over.

"St. John the Apostle lets you and me go to the shooting range of a function. I think that you could use some private moral from the closed book Service factor on bettor shooting. What do you cogitate ?"I ask him.

"netherworld yes. I'd erotic love to get a shooting lesson from the secret serve agents. If you remember, I get one or two in the dark inwardness part, but then I have two or three snapshot way out towards the bound of the paper target area,"he says to me.

I go over to the mystery Service federal agent and ask if one or two will lead John and me to the shooting range and assist us be advantageously shots. They ask if we have even held a gun or own one. I tell them that we have gone to the shooting range, but we really didn't do very well. One of the lady Secret avail agentive role and one of the guy agents both volunteer to learn us to the range.

I head over to Sharon and secern her that John and I are going to the shooting compass to get a private lesson from two of the Secret help agents. She just smile at me and says that the boss gets to do what he wants. I smile back and kiss her on the forehead.

I know that Sharon has been seeing factor McHenry and that it seems to be going along well. I am always concerned about the dame that live with me. Does my presence prevent them from having a convention life-time ? I don't really know.

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

bathroom and I sit at my desk chatting about how affair are going. He is very happy that Diane is doing well. He tells me that he has been worried about Dakota since we took her to the infirmary, but he's very happy that Dr. Ronda is taking care of her personally. He also asked me if the rumor was true, that Dr, Ronda wants to take a leak a baby with me, which would stimulate three char that I would create a sister with. I tell him that yes, Dr. Ronda wants a baby by me, but she doesn't necessarily need me to help oneself raise the babe financially.

He seems concerned about three women wanting to pretend a babe with me. He tells me that Diana has made it a point to tell him that no other char gets to make a baby with John, flow. He says that he's completely fine with that as he is unquiet enough that he made a babe with his passion, Diane.

Thinking about the three women and sister, my mind heading over to Michael. I'm not sure what he was trying to do with Tina, but whatever it was it didn't work out. He and Tina didn't even ca-ca it up to her way. They both went up the stairs, but she came right back down less than 5 minutes later with nothing to say. Michael didn't say anything either. He just took a rear end at the tabular array in the kitchen when he returned from upstairs.

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

Sharon comes over to John and me telling us that it's clip to head downstairs to cope with up with Fred. I go to my dependable in my federal agency and get my gun out of it. John has his gun on his hip and the two closed book servicing agent both have their small-arm on their hip as well. The four of us ride the elevator down to the secondment floor,

When we step off the elevator, we head to the crossing over and walk into the parking garage. Fred is easily accessible. John and I open the back door and get in. One of the secret Service broker also gets in the rear with us. The early agent sits upfront with Fred.

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

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

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

I have never ridden with a female enigma table service Agent in the binding of a limousine before. I took her over and she is stunningly beautiful. She's slender and acrobatic. She has long brown hair and beautiful green eyes. To me, she has a Latino look to her.

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

"I was with the service for 8 years making just above the minimum of what the delegacy salary. You doubled my pay and added the promise of a new Ford, which we haven't gone to get just yet,"She tells me.

Again, I think about puss cream pitcher. I had forgotten that I promised a new Gerald R. Ford to all the Secret service of process Agents when I hired them. They have not said anything, but I don't want to take too long.

I dial up pot creamer and tell her that she needs to bring together me at the Ford Hermann Hueffer dealership tomorrow which she readily agrees to do. I tell her that she needs to come to the office at twelve noon and we will take the agent along with Jose Fernandez's wife and Tina's Mom to the dealership.

I slide the privacy shade down and ask Fred to please get Tina's Mom tomorrow and bring her to the office by noontide. I had promised her a new Ford along with the 6 mystery Service factor and Margaret Fernandez, the newest fellow member of our real estate department. I asked him to please bring one of the larger limo which he tells me he will do.

When we arrived at the shooting range, Fred parked right in front line of the door and let us out. Once we were out of the limo, he drove it across the parking lot and parked it away from the social movement door.

CHAPTER 2

The four of us went into the range. St. John and I showed the counter someone our carry permits. The Agents also showed their carry permits. We were given 4 lanes next to each other along with 4 targets. The two broker got the ‘ bad guy'butt with John and I getting the standard bullseye fair game papers.

All four of us had 9mm weapon system and thus I bought four boxes of ammunition, so we had mass of ammo to work with. We also rented 4 sets of eye protection.

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

We put our aim up and push the button for them to go down the shooting range. John and I picked about 40 feet. The two agents sent their fair game the entire distance of 100 feet. I asked about how difficult it was to learn to burn such a aloofness. The female broker tells me that it really depended on how good your oculus are. If they are good then the distance really doesn't matter that much, but if they are not all that good, then you will miss a lot.

Once John and I have our mark up and our eye protection on both agentive role tell us how we should concenter on the targets. She tells us that we should only breathe out as we pull the trigger and not take our breathing time when we fire our weapon. She also notes that if we are right-handed, we should be looking down the gun lot with our compensate hand. However, if we are left eye dominate, then we should be shooting with our left hand.

Since I am left eye dominant allele, I had to change hands holding my arm. It felt weird to hold the gun in the opposite hand. However, once I shot two or three rhythm, the truth got much better. John the Evangelist was doing OK, but the broker were hitting bullseyes time after clip.

The female agent asked if she could speak to me privately. I shrugged my shoulders and laid my gun down and followed her vertebral column to inside the range. She led me to a tabular array and took a bottom herself.

"Mr. Greene, if you have 6 agents who protect you, why do you require to read how to fire your gun better ?"she asks me.

"well, I always want to get the hang whatever skill I am learning. Plus, if one factor comes out with me and is ambushed, I want to be able to defend myself not just be an easy prey,"I tell her. She sits and ponders what I have said before she replies with,"Mr. Greene, we're not going to let anyone get to you, Jill, or Dakota. You pay all of us well to protect you. We still have a match of hiccups between your programing and the agentive role protecting you. delight commemorate that we have year of experience in auspices and will adjust your schedule to protect you and your married woman and your assistant,"She tells me once again.

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

"Well, to answer your head the secure that I can. The two CG boys are Fred's nephews however, they seem to be smitten with the two blonde pornography starlets that live out back in one of the pool homes. I haven't heard from them in over two workweek now. The girls are not in the planetary house that they rent from me and the male child haven't responded to my or Fred's school text substance, so we are not quite sure what is going on with them,"I tell her.

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

"Saint David why is it you have so many college-aged fair sex who seem to be all wanting to get into your bed. I mean I understand that you are rich beyond their unwarranted dream, but you have a married woman and an helper that are both pregnant by you and a tertiary dame that also wants to get significant. So, I must ask, what the heck is going on ?"She asked me.

"Agent, Jill and I made a truckload of money this past times year. Our bonus alone was in excess of 500 million dollars. Jill and I are very open and physical with others, much like tramp couples. She doesn't care who I sleep with and I don't guardianship who she sleeps with. I do be intimate my wife and my assistant. My salary from Jaxson Inc. is larger than the salary of all six of you factor,"I tell her. I see the stunned look on her face.

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

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

"Um, this will sound really odd, but I have a sis who has tried to get meaning with several unlike cat and so far, she has been unsuccessful. Want to help her along ?"the agent says to me. I'm not certain if she's testing me or if she's serious.

"factor, are you grave or are you testing me ?"I ask bluntly.

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

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

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

"She will like you. You are a valet de chambre, skilful than any of the losers that she seems to end up with. Plus, you are a intemperate doer. I would love it for you and her to hook up together, but that is between you and her,"the agents say to me.

I smile and thank her for the crack but prompt her that it takes a lot to be willing to hold a infant with someone else.

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

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

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

That really surprised me that he was involved.

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

"fountainhead, yes. Especially since she and I are dating, and we want her sister to finally find oneself someone that is a decently guy. We ran several bridle on you before we came to turn for you and everything that we have investigated about you tells us that you are a decent guy who takes responsibility for your own actions,"he says to me.

"Let me get this rightfield, you and she are dating and both of you are looking to me to help oneself her sister create a baby. Am I understanding this whole affair correctly ?"I ask him.

"Yes sir, but we both know that we are several stride away from you agreeing to do what we are asking for you to do with her Sister,"he says.

I am stunned. I'm not against the idea but I never saw this coming. If the babe is anything physically as the federal agent across the table from me, I just might be interested. It clearly is up to her to become responsible for her own actions. I am for sure that we will keep things going, at to the lowest degree for now.

The two SS agents keep laughing and making it possible for me and the female person factor's sis to hold a date. Getting confidant might be in our futurity, but just having a date seems much more plausible.

I watch John continue to discharge off round after round of golf to get better at his shot. The three of us sitting in the room still discussing John and myself and our shooting techniques. The two SS agents get up and head back out to the range. They load their weapon system and raise off several troll, hitting the bullseye over and over.

John the Divine and I notice that we are hungry. We head to the grille that they must edict a cheeseburger for John and a burger for me. We both society a smattering of French shaver. The female broker covers her french fries with ketchup, just as Dakota always does. The male agentive role puts mustard greens and cetchup on the Warren Earl Burger and adds duplicate salt to the kid.

bathroom asks the grillroom guy to ready the burger well done as he doesn't like any pink meat in his beefburger. I also ask for a well-done Warren E. Burger, but I also ask for an extra identification number of fries. I salt the fries a bit spear carrier and then slather them with ketchup.

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

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

john and I realize that we are thirsty and offer the two factor to get together us for some food. Once we finish our object shooting, we head out to the limo. The male agent sits on the passenger side once again. The female agent along with John and myself sit in the vertebral column of the limo. The female agent asks me about the two porn ladies and Fred's nephews. Fred doesn't seem to bonk where the nephews have gone to nor does he sleep together where the porn Twins are.

The shooting practice session goes well. The two agents still help John and me to improve our target shooting. The SS broker take the time to address trick and my discrepancies.

I am happy that the four of us admit some meter to practice our shot. John changes hands to his left over bridge player which helps him immensely with him being left eye dominant.

The four of us head out to one of the limos. The female person SS factor sits in back with privy and me. The manful factor sits up front on the rider side. We head back to the Chateau. We get there reasonably quick.

I know that we have had a dainty clip shooting, but John and I learned quite a bit. With Saint John the Apostle and I did some shooting, we feel that we've made progression with our small-arm. John and I have eaten both of our burgers and shaver enjoying them all.

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

Bobby and Sammy have made what looks to be a delectable volaille casserole with noodles and tall mallow. Saint John the Apostle and I think that dinner party looks delectable and piss ourselves a plate each. As I sit at the dinner tabular array, I think about the sister of the female agent. I wonder if she is anywhere as beautiful as the broker. I get the agentive role's concern as lots of kinfolk to have that one stunned shaver that can't seem to bump individual that is able to find individual decent to date, but instead they end up creating a baby and then arguing over who is going to lift the child with the woman usually the one who ends up raising the baby that she created with the ‘ loser'of a guy.

As we all walked into the house, it dawned on me that it was trick and I to go shooting, yet we had one of the female person agents, the I that were supposed to guard Dakota or Jill. But I guess finding someone for her sister took priority.

When John and I returned, we were inundated with candy kiss from our partners. John got lots of kisses from Diane and I got gobs of kisses from Jill. I got a couple from Dakota as well, but she wasn't feeling all that honest just yet. I sat down succeeding to her on the lounge and put my blazonry around her. She just laid her head teacher on my pectus and told me how much she loved me. I pulled her in tightly and whispered the Sami thing back to her which did make her smile.

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

Since I haven't really commence very much body of work done today, I make myself a home base of food then head upstairs to log into my laptop computer. When I turn on my laptop, I see that I'm back to having to a greater extent than 300 electronic mail once again. I start with the extra and eliminate them. That only takes me down to about 275.

The first email that I stop at comes from microphone booking agent discussing that he would like a bit more time trying to find an investor to serve him buy the recording studio. I tell him that let's look again at this by the end of side by side week.

From there I get an email from Ms. hamburger telling me how much dear all of the Dallas market is doing and that she wants to again thank me for promoting her and the other madam to get district manager. Ms. Warren Earl Burger sent me a spreadsheet of each restaurant in the Dallas territorial dominion. Even the worst district was substantially above where it was before I put Plan B into piece of work. In my header, I decided that I should buy each of the Plan B ladies a new car. I would start with Ms. Warren Earl Burger who has assumed the position as grocery store manager and is handling all of the Plan B ladies.

I put a outcry into Kitty Creamers and asked if she could betray Jaxson, Inc. some Ford Hermann Hueffer from Dallas to our district managers who were working for us there.

I took a bite of the casserole and a swig of Coke before I got back to the emails. I looked at the eating place in Las Vega that was still in the fellowship's top 15 %. I sent the district manager and the General handler an e-mail congratulating them on their remain winner. I just wanted to remind them that I was still watching and not to stop working at being a good quality restaurant.

John came up to the office staff and asked if he could unfold a couple of feeding bottle of wine. Of course, I told him, yes, but it reminded me that I have three vinery that I need to deal. I pull up the financials that I have on the three and it appears as if they make a wholly lot of money, getting Thomas More per feeding bottle right field at the vinery. What they do is service the people who pull off the highway, give them a nice taste of whatever wine they are occupy in and sure enough, they end up purchasing a altogether case of wine-colored at wax retail pricing.

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

CHAPTER 3

I also saw an email from one of the casino. They thanked me for the help with the forged currency. They explained that they worked with the treasury department in capturing the perpetrator which are now behind bars and looking at 25 years to sprightliness for their offense. They went on to tell me that it was a radical of Russians that were trying to affect the casinos. I just sat there looking at the email telling me about it being a radical of Russians that were trying to affect the casino by using the forged currency.

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

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

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

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

The guy trudged his way up the driving force to the inside logic gate. I had poked those buttons as well. He came into the courtyard and towards our social movement door. I opened the door and stepped outside. One of the agents stepped outside with me.

The man walked across the courtyard. He thanked me profusely for buying him dinner that nighttime. He said that he feels horrible when he must ask people for help. He said that he's been out of work for a couple of hebdomad now and with very minuscule opportunity to get a nightly shower and sleep in a clean bed, he doesn't seem to be able to notice coherent work. He is a jack of all trades by deal, but lately, he ends up as just a janitor, not something that he wants to do. He was hoping that he could find work with my company somewhere locally.

I invited him inside to sit down and chat a bit. I see the agents getting a bit restless and nervous. He smells the casserole. I offer him a plateful which he readily accepts along with a drink of his choice. He asks for a soda of any eccentric. I get up and make up him a plate of intellectual nourishment and put it in social movement of him at the dining elbow room table. I then make his choice of drink, nose candy.

I think for a few second about where I could use him the most. I decided that he could be useful at the Pinetree on Sunset Blvd. This way he would have a place to kip, a place to get a exhibitor, and he would be utilitarian to the hotel handling continual take.

As he finishes his initiative plate of food, I offer him a indorsement plate which he accepts. The guy is really a nice guy. I get up and make him a second plate, refilling his drink as well. He thanks me and begins to gobble as fast as he can.

The guy could use a exhibitor, but he's not really that bad. I ask privy to give him a ride to the Pinetree on Sunset Blvd. and that I will call the full general director to collapse him a room and put him on the payroll. I let the guy know that he won't be making too much money, but he will be making some to help oneself him along. I know that the Pinetree on Sunset Blvd. has been having issues keeping people to work there. Hopefully, he will work out and solve one takings we have at that localization. I tell him that there is a decent Waffle theater and an IHOP both across the street from the hotel so he can get a seemly repast. The guy thanks me and is set to leave behind.

St. John the Apostle has his motortruck right by the front end door. I shake the guy's hand before he leaves. I somehow just accept a expert feeling about his guy. I reach into my pocket and do what I normally don't do, I give the guy hard currency. It dawned on me that he won't be getting any meals from IHOP nor Waffle house if he doesn't have any cash. I hired man him a folded $ 100 pecker and secernate him that his outset payday will be in three 24-hour interval, it will be a partial tone pay but still a payday, nonetheless. The guy thanks me and heads outside to get into John's truck.

Ronda just sat at the table in astonishment. She had never seen the generous side of me before. She grabbed my typeface and gave me several osculation. She drug me out to the couch in the TV way and planted me on the couch before she entangled herself all into me. I thought for a minute that my laptop was still on an engaged into the study e-mail portal. I whispered into her ear that I needed to go turn over off my laptop. She smiled and told me to do what I needed to do.

I got up and hustled up to the post to turn my laptop off the caller's internet site portal. Once it was closed, I headed back down to a waiting Ronda who was all cook to get confidant with me. She was still on the couch wait for me to get all intimate with her as well. Once I sat down on the lounge, she straddled my lap taking my face into her hands and kissing me. I responded in the same manner as she did. I kissed her as romantically as I possibly could.

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

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

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

"Hey political boss, the general coach of this location doesn't want to give up a room to this homeless guy and wants to address to you personally,"he tells me.

"Ok, put him on,"I tell Saint John. I'm thought that this might be a barbarous conversation, but I wait until John the Evangelist hands his telephone to the full general Manager.

"how-do-you-do, this is David Greene. How may I help you ?"I ask.

"Sir, did you send a homeless guy to look at a hotel elbow room under the assumption that I hire him, and he will make for for us as a handyman ?"the full general coach asks me.

"Well, here's what I did. He is a licensed odd-job man and knows how to fix affair. I have seen over your tenure as a full general coach that you need a handyman to fix all the things that keep breaking at your location. Your location might be one of the lone unity here in LA that don't have a live-in handyman that is able to fix things in the middle of the night, such as the TV, or the suite that have a kitchenette the cookery control surface. I am directing you to employ the guy, put him in your minuscule hotel room where he will stay. You are to have him fill out the necessary paperwork and forward me a written matter. Does that fathom OK with you ?"I ask.

"Yes, sir. I guess that we've gone so long without a handyman that I had given up looking for one. thank you for sending me one and hopefully, he will be as good as you believe he is,"the superior general Manager tells me.

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

I think about the HR conference that I announced to occur at the end of this week. I had Dakota schedule a large conference room next to the mortarboard. I talk to Sharon to ask how many HR multitude we have scheduled and are we cook for the possible mass exodus. I ask Sharon if we have filing cabinet on all the HR people before the conference. She tells me that we do have files on many of them, but not all.

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

We both step into the shower and twist it on allowing the hot H2O t cascade over our bodies. She pushes me against the wall and virgule my prick until it is pointing at the ceiling. I ask her what she would like to do to me. She just giggles and William Tell me that we're going to make dearest once again as she isn't pregnant. That news made me a bit melancholy about her not being pregnant.

Ronda cupped my face and began to buss me as the nice hot water cascaded over our bodies. She rubbed all over my eubstance before she laughed and decided to lap my hair. She squirted a bit of shampoo into her hand and leaned me forward to make sure that my whisker was mess wet. She began scrubbing my hair with the shampoo, turning me around to get the dorsum of my straits as well.

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

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

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

CHAPTER 4

devising lie with to Ronda for more than two hours, wore my ass out. It must have also done the same affair to her as she backed into me, just as Dakota does and she went right to sleep.

She woke early and kissed me as she was getting out of bed. She whispered into my ear that she had some patient at the infirmary that she needs to go check on. I kissed her back and told her to please drive carefully. She dressed and left the bedroom. I don't know why, but my mind drifted over to buying the SS agents each a new Ford. I got up and got dressed in my usual attire, shorts, and a tee-shirt.

I asked all 6 of the factor to ride with me to the Ford dealership where we will come across my fleet manager, pot creamer. As we were riding towards the Gerald Ford dealership, I asked each one of them to choose a Edsel Bryant Ford that they were interested in having. The female person agent that went shooting with us, who wants me to date her sister would like a Ford Flex, black. The early female person agentive role also wants a Ford Flex, but she wants white.

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

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

When Fred pulled up to the face threshold, we all got out and Fred parked across the parking lot away from everyone. He then walked back to the restaurant. When all 8 of us were sitting a pair of the agents asked what is good at this restaurant. Fred just replied,"feel at the name, expression at the name,"which caused all of us to laugh.

I make it soft for the line cook as I parliamentary procedure scrambled nut and a duet of sausage cake. I also fiat a glass of orange juice as I remember that they don't carry Ananas comosus juice.

The two female agentive role both ordered over light eggs along with some hash browns and some Bacon. They asked for java and a glass of milk for when their breakfast arrives.

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

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

Fred asked for an omelet, filled with bacon and cheese. He also ordered a glass of OJ as well as a looking glass of milk. He said that he had a bit of an turn over stomach. I offered to drive for him, he declined telling me that he will check at a Walgreen's and get some Tums to facilitate with indigestion.

We all enjoy breakfast. I find out a little more about the federal agent as all 6 of them became a bit chatty as we all ate breakfast. The owner remembered me and came over to say hello. One of the agent had his hand on his weapon. Fred told him to calm down and relax as we know each other. The agent took his hand off his weapon system and leaned back into his chair.

I did see that the two agents that told me that they were dating managed to sit succeeding to each other. I saw that they held men during breakfast which made me smile. Oddly enough, I trust Fred more than I trust the agents. I haven't been all that long with them running my protection detail. I asked them if they were allowed to bear their firearm across state personal credit line, they all tell me yes that their license gives them the right field to dribble their weapon system anywhere in the USA.

As we finished up breakfast, I paid for the meals and off we went back into the limo. We drove up to the street to the Ford dealership to buy 6 new ford. When we pulled into the dealership, I see Kitty's car sitting there waiting for me with her still in the car. Fred opens the backbone door and all the agents spill out. I end up laughing as the agentive role are not used to being in the back of the limos that they ride in.

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

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

"Well, four F-150s and two Ford Flex. You'll have to shoot the breeze with the agentive role as to color and which vehicle each one is concerned in,"I tell her.

She rolls her eyes and walk of life off to go with the two female agents. She gets the info from them and then moves over to the 4 guy rope. She gets the information from each one on what F-150 each guy is interested in.

She heads into the finance manager's office looking for the serious deal on the 6 Ford's. It takes more than an minute, but she returns with 6 sales contracts. I look them all over and sign on the bottom. Since I have been such a sound client, I only need to render them my Visa to pay for all the vehicle. kitty-cat takes my card and heads back into the finance manager's office with 6 signed contracts.

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

I ask kitty Creamers to let BJ experience that we just purchased 6 Sir Thomas More vehicle and for her to please synch the gate codes up with their vehicles. She tells me that she will build the vociferation for BJ is gear up when the agent arrive at the house.

The finance director comes out to see me and chaffer with me about the purchases of all the vehicles lately. He wants to thank me, and he gives me his business bill of fare. I hand the card to pool as I didn't want it or need it.

jackpot puts the card in her air pocket although she tells me later that she knows more about selling car than the finance manager does. She tells me that he's not quite up to par with making deals. However, he hides it well enough that direction doesn't catch on, but she could wear him if she chose to do so. Right now, he's willing to agree to the sales prices that she is requesting, but that may switch soon. I tell her that if he does that then Chevy or scheme look awfully good to me. She smiles and tells me that she has an ‘ in'with the ownership of this dealership and will use it when the time is right.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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