The Chauffeur ( # 38 ) The investigating Begins

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

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

Once again, my bladder ruled my mind urging me to head to the can. I quietly moved out of the bed and into the bathroom.

After finishing my morning responsibility, I washed my hands and came out of the bathroom looking at my two lovelies still sleeping. I put on a dyad of shorts and a tee shirt and headed out to the kitchen grabbing my phone off the charger on the way out.

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

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

As we sat there, I asked,"ma'am, is it me or has John been looking and acting much more mature ?"

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

Sharon adds,"Jeeze St. David, he dresses like you, he shaves every day even on Sunday, he handles himself in a much more suppurate manner, he has shown you and Jill that he is really responsible for and when clip got a bit shivery he buckled down and made trusted all of us ma'am were safe and secure, starting with Jennifer and Diane,"she says before leaning into me and giving me a kiss.

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

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

When I reached the forepart room access, I opened it wide and invited the gentleman inside. He declined and asked me to step outside, which I did.

I saw respective agentive role buzzing around taking word picture and measurements.

"Hello, Mr. Greene. I'm Captain Perez. Booker Taliaferro Washington sent me to handle the probe of yesterday's shooting,"he told me.

"Well, Captain, it's St. David. Mr. Graham Greene is my conk Father,"I tell him.

"Sir, I apologize, but FBI protocol requires me to promise you Mr until the pillowcase is wrapped up,"he explains which was the outset time person had rebuffed my attempts to be called David, which I was fine with since it made sense.

"Well, Captain. Let me ask, how are all your agents ?"Looking at him, causing me to squinch a bit looking towards the dawn sun.

I stepped a twosome of steps to his incline to avoid looking into the sun. He turned with me and said,"All the agents are fine. The most grievous one was Agent Don…um…hold on for a second while I check my notes. Oh, here it is, broker Don McHenry. Yes, he's fine. The hospital stitched him up and sent him household late final stage night,"he tells me.

I summon Sharon over and differentiate her the tidings. She kisses me on the buttock and runs off to get her phone. In literally seconds, I see her chatting with someone, whom I assume is Agent Don. I see her grin. She puts her earpiece down and comes back to me telling me she is heading over to his sign of the zodiac to ‘ take fear of him'all the while she is smiling her big beautiful grin. I check with the senior pilot to make for sure it is OK for her to go away, and he gives her the thumbs-up.

She quickly heads off to modify clothes and go see Agent Don.

Captain Perez begins,"Mr. Greene, I hope you understand that it's nix personal, but you are a suspect as well,"he tells me in a sincere manner.

"May I offer your investigation some assistance ?"I ask.

"How can you do that ?"

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

"Absolutely,"he tells me.

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

"senior pilot just return me a couple of minutes and I'll have that DVD for you,"I tell him.

"Mr. Greene, do you have a copy of the early shooting your theatre took a couple of hebdomad ago as well ?"

"Of course, would you like a copy of that as well ?"I ask him. He nods his chief in approval. I wait for yesterday's shooting to be copied to the DVD disk before I callup the other shooting and begin to copy it as well.

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

I see Bobby and Sammy with a platter of gist out. Bobby begins to enfold up several steaks into a declamatory piece of tinfoil. Sammy is wrapping about 8-10 rib into two with child patch of tin foil When all the meat is wrapped up, they put the three slice of wrapped meat into a theme bag and hand it to maitre d'hotel Perez, who tries politely to refuse. They won't hear of it and coerce him to take the paper bag.

I just smile.

I ask him if he would wish a cup of java, he declines to say that he needs to get back outside to manage his Guy and the investigation.

"captain, may we discuss someone from the City police force for a dyad of minutes ?"I say as we are walking back towards the strawman door.

"Certainly,"

"I'm not sure if you are intimate with a metropolis police Lieutenant Horowitz. I mean, I'm not sure if Special Agent Fernandez made mention of him in his report card or not,"I say to the Captain.

"well, yes there were a couple of notations about him, but what do you require to say about Lt. Horowitz ?"He asks.

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

"Well, Mr. Greene, it's Sir Thomas More than just an probe, but I believe that he is on the sceptre of being indicted,"He tells me putting his finger to his lips indicating that I'm not supposed to say anything. I nod my head affirmative to recognise his asking for me to be silent on the matter.

Once back outside, Captain puts his nutrient and the DVDs into his agency vehicle. He reaches into his pocket and manpower me his add-in. I see it has the Hoover building speech on it from DC.

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

"Yes, I am. There are plaza that are wonderful to live, but theatrical role of DC are just as ghetto as some of the more well-known ghettos across the country such as Watts and South-Central LA. I live in Virginia, but I work in DC,"he tells me.

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

"Which tower ?"

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

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

"wellspring, it's no longer going to be called the kraft paper construction. We're renaming it the Eagle. We have renamed all of the tug that we bought after a hoot of some sort,"I tell him.

"Where else did you buy ?"He asks.

"Well, here in LA, which we call the war hawk. One in Tampa, which we call the Flamingo, one in President Madison Wisconsin which we call the Snowy Owl, and one in Toronto that we call the Blue Jay,"I tell him.

"That will be nice to alter the gens to give people the intellect that ownership has changed,"the Captain says.

"We're also looking at one in Atlanta, that if we get it, we will shout that one the Falcon and one in Phoenix that we will send for the carmine, there's also a potential one in Dallas that we would squall the Vulture,"I tell him.

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

"None of them are designed to be named after the sports franchise. They are named after doll that are indigenous to the city,"I tell him.

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

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

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

He hands me the cigar, shakes my hand and goes back to fit on his factor's progress on the investigation.

I turn and go back inside.

CHAPTER 2

I see can is now up and eating. I just smile and giggle to myself. Bobby comes over to me and require how many steaks or ribs would I like to eat, or would I choose them to urinate me a steady breakfast ? I followed toilet's principal and took the costa asking for 5 with some potato salad if there is any left.

"Any left, there's maybe 6 or 7 turgid roll of potato salad available,"Bobby William Tell me. He begins to heat up the ribs and psyche to the big kitchen to get another roll of Solanum tuberosum salad.

John isn't saying a word ; he just keeps shoveling the food into his mouth. I see him with a spyglass of juice, no want to ask what flavor the succus is.

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

"Good Morning, my don't we look all spiffy,"I say to her in a teasing manner.

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

"William Ashley Sunday,"I tell her.

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

"Darling River, I believe that your wearing apparel are on the floor in the service department next to your car where Sharon and I undressed you Friday dark,"I say to her smiling the whole time. This makes john snort while eating.

girl gets up and foreland out to the garage. A few minutes later she came back inside and asked,"Um, how do I get out of the service department. The big door seems to be locked,"she says. I get up and espouse her out to the garage. I undo the carabiner from the track and raise the door, pushing the open button. She starts her car and backs out telling me she will most definitely be back IF she's welcome. I tell her that she is always welcome. As she is focusing on me, she almost runs over an FBI agentive role. I poke the button and open the front gate. She slowly drives her car through the gate and down the road. I close the gate as I see master Perez watching me.

I hit the release to shut the garage door and walk back inside.

After Gospel According to John polish, I ask him to raise all the security system shutters to give up the sunlight into the house. He tosses his home base with the discharge off-white into the trash and relocation to the rear of the house to get raising the shutters. His phone buzzes.

"Hello, this is John. No, you promised me that your measuring guy rope would be here today, not tomorrow. So, here's the design. If you are determined to not show up until tomorrow, you will see the party who has taken your job. Otherwise, you have until 3 this afternoon to let your measuring people here. Thank you and experience a gracious day,"he says without raising his vocalism or being smutty. I am very proud of him. He's handling himself with neat maturity and demeanor.

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

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

I knock on that doorway, but no one answers. I hear interpreter inside. I quietly open the door and footfall inside. There I see Allison with a camera on her berm and Belinda sitting upright with her vertebral column against a wall masturbating. She has a dildo that she is using to reach her meridian. Suddenly she stops. Allison asks,"What's the affair ? Why did you stop ?"

Belinda just raises her arm straight out from her monumental thorax to point at me. I say,"I'm sorry, I guess I caused that,"causing Allison to jump off but not dribble the camera as she wasn't expecting anyone to let the cat out of the bag behind her.

I offer my services to assist Belinda reach that all elusive orgasm. She nods in commendation. I move over to her and pull on her wooden leg sliding her body down to be unconditional on the priming. I lay between her leg and begin to lick her womanhood ; I only get a few minutes in before there is a knock at the studio door. I here John announce himself asking if I was in there.

Allison tells him that I am, but I am rather engaged currently, which makes Belinda smile as she begins to wrestle her hips to my licking.

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

"John, maybe you could fetch up what I have started since Special Agent Fernandez's timing is rather poor,"I say getting up from between Belinda's legs and pass over my nerve off with a towel I see on the riposte. I head out pulling the threshold closed behind me and manoeuver inside. Once I was inside the house, I saw peculiar Agent Fernandez standing by the front door with an envelope in his hand.

"Special factor Fernandez, what do I owe the occasion ?"I ask.

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

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

"Is there a problem,"Fernandez asks me.

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

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

"Nice,"Jill says looking at the check.

I got to thinking about how I had stopped reading Bob's journal. I looked for the one that I had started. I found it in the support elbow room, succeeding to the lounge on an end table. I picked the book up and settled into the redact to register some more. One item that I saw which interested me was a street sign society. Bob made a trade good point that most if not all street signboard seem to be world-wide. As he put it in the book,"A intercept signboard is just that no matter where it might be posted in the US,"making greenback that it is possible for a troupe to bid on DOT contract bridge and make and ship to the versatile locations the signs.

I find a pen in the ring-binder of the Good Book and circle this idea.

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

"Don't worry about it, young lady Donna. We do this all the time,"Bobby tells her. I say to Donna and Dakota to not run as there is glass everywhere. Both of them pick their feet up and put them on the rung of the chair.

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

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

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

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

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

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

After just a couple of minutes, Sammy has the integral floor vacuumed and he wraps up the cord and hands it back to Amy.

I put the journal from Bob into a drawer in the kitchen and chief to my authority to log onto my computer.

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

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

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

I turn on my laptop computer and get prepared for Rob's e-mail. Once loaded up I read the aim,"risk WILL ROBINSON, DANGER,"I smile because I know of Rob's passion for old TV appearance, such as ‘ Lost In Space ’.

I open the email and it reads,"fountainhead, as you anticipated, I found several quondam employees that have not been terminated off the system of rules. Three of the horse tracks that you sold have all their employees still dynamic in our system. I terminated all the employees from the horse caterpillar track. Out of curiosity, did you acquire any gambling casino ? I have found that we, Jaxson Inc. own tierce cassino. One in Oklahoma, one in Florida, and one in Arizona. The three amount of more than than 3,000 employees. I have made a lean of them but want your direction on what to do with them. Please advise,"he writes to me.

"CASINOS, really ?"I say out gaudy causing Jill to arrest and wonder what's wrong.

"Well, we apparently now own three casinos. Oklahoma, Everglade State, and Arizona,"I tell her.

"How did we acquire them ?"Jill asks.

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

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

"Um, well I don't know. I sent him about 20 or so people from the mortarboard, but I'm not sure where we are on the former grouping,"I reply.

"Let's phone call him, right now,"she says.

Jill picks up her cell phone and dial up Rob.

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

"Well, kind of. I mean the grouping that David sent me from the mortarboard was a huge help, but now finding these four casinos,"he says before I stop him.

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

"fountainhead, they are in three states, but there are four cassino. One in Oklahoma, one in Florida, and two in Arizona. One near Tucson and one in Phoenix,"he tells us.

My thinker races towards Tina and her being in Phoenix with her female parent.

Jill thanks Rob for his surd study and ends the call. I suggest,"Hey, since we will be traveling this week, why don't we stop over in capital of Arizona to call in Tina and check on this casino that we own,"I say to Jill. She readily agrees.

CHAPTER 3

I see another electronic mail that interest group me. It's from Roger. It reads,"I heard about the shooting at your place. I guess the fools are stupid, shooting up a party that is full of FBI agents and their families. You need to set a architectural plan in stead when something like this happens, whether you are at the theatre or not. You may not be the quarry as you have three gentlewoman who are meaning. The bad guys may retrieve that your helplessness is through them,"he writes.

I reply that I agree with his notion that they may place the three pregnant ma'am, but I joke ‘ guess they haven't met Dakota yet ’.

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

I check the email number and see that there are 311 e-mail. I round up the one that are duplication and delete them before I begin to learn the ones labeled ‘ read-only ’. My undertaking is to learn and delete them, getting my electronic mail box empty. It takes about two time of day to read all the emails.

"Hey, Hun, what do you conceive about getting John a motortruck of his alternative ? I think that he is getting frustrated with riding in Diane's car all the time. I was thinking of maybe a ford Expedition. I don't want him to have a pickup as everyone he knows will always ask him to help oneself them move their stuff,"I tell her.

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

"No,"I say to her.

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

It is just over a half hour before my electronic mail inbox is also empty. We both close our laptop computer and heading downstairs.

In the kitchen, I step on a small-scale shard of shabu all the way out into the dining room. I sit down and Dakota retrieves our first aid kit offer to read upkeep of this for me. She squirts it with hydrogen hydrogen peroxide, drying it with a slice of cotton wool rub and puts some sav on it along with a ‘ Hello Kitty'Band-Aid. This garners several hoots and comments from the radical. Even Jill laughed and commented about how ‘ cute'I looked with a ‘ Hello Kitty'Band-Aid.

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

I look around and decide to gather everyone that is inside the house currently.

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

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

"wellspring, I've spoken with Roger though email and we have concluded that we need some plans put in place regarding this mansion and a state of lockdown. First, let me startle with the scenario that either Jill or myself are here. Everyone takes a nates on the floor, no subject where they are. The closest unity to any windowpane will poke the release to drop the surety shutters. Those who have a carry license will recall their piece, attaching it to their hip until the whole event is over,"I tell everyone. I see virtually all the group nodding their heads up and down indicating yes, they understood.

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

No one has anything to say.

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

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

Paula raises her handwriting to answer the dubiousness,"Um, You and Jill are in tutelage. We are all to get on the floor. If you happen to be by a window, then it is your responsibility to overlook the certificate shutters,"she says.

"THAT'S right field !"I say happy to hear that at to the lowest degree one mortal is listening.

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

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

What does cipher 69 mean ?"I ask.

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

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

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

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

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

"Use your adept sagacity,"I tell everyone.

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

John the Evangelist, Donna, Diane, Marcus, Amy, missy, Danni, and Aurora. I do the genial mathematics in my head, ‘ this should expend the $ 250K and maybe even a bit more ’.

Jill dismisses everyone.

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

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

I come to the doorway,"hullo headwaiter,"I say to him.

"I just wanted you to love that the US Attorney has cleared you of being a defendant and she Thanks you for the two DVD helping our investigation,"he tells me.

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

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

He goes back outside and begins wrapping up the group of FBI agents, sending them home or back to the office. Once they are all gone, the courtyard looks overnice with no factor buzzing around it.

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

There is a knock at the presence doorway again. I open it to find the guy from the Ice truck.

"Um, sir I have to cover that there is a couple of holes in the side of our truck,"he tells me.

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

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

I head inside and ask Gospel According to John and Marcus to end emptying the ice motortruck into the many coolers that still line the outside of the house by the two pond. I direct him to get the dolly from the garage which he does to carry all the bags through the house and out to the poolside region. The CG bozo see what is going on and join in to help,

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

John does note,"David, you remember we have those big freezers in the big kitchen and the third kitchen. Maybe we should fill them first to proceed and use the ice instead of putting them in the tank and losing the ice."

"John, that's a great idea ! Put the ice wherever you think it will fit before filling the ice chest outside. In fact, maybe give a brace of bags to the Gemini the Twins in the kitty house. I'm sure they could use one or two,"which causes John to smile even though he knows that the CG son are dating them, but one can dream.

Marcus and Saint John lead off loading the dolly with bags of ice. It dawns on me that maybe we need Thomas More than one dolly, so I text Dakota to society a distich more doll, the type that the potable vendors use. They fold out to contain much more than just the regular standup dolly. She texts back her usual ‘ K ’.

I decide to channelise out to the ice motortruck to see just how many bag of ice still remained in the book binding. As I peered around the doorway, I see maybe 200-300 traveling bag still stacked up. I shook my head knowing that all of this won't fit in the two freezers, but maybe John or Marcus can stack them to take up a majority.

As I come back around the rachis of the truck, a car sits at the gate honking its horn. I see that it is Dr. Ronda. I walk over to the gate's electronic panel, poke the appropriate release and the logic gate opens. As Ronda pulls through the gate, she blows me a kiss. I poke the necessary button to close the gate and think that maybe we need to experience the logic gate caller come and put different four-digit code into the electronics so swear multitude, such as Dr. Ronda don't need me or anyone to let her in the gate.

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

It dawned on me that maybe I need to buy Ronda a new car as well. Her car isn't all that old, but it does have some gasoline mileage on it and as she seems to make Chateau calls, some for workplace, some for play maybe she needs a better one as well.

Once I get into the garage, I poke the push button, the service department door closes behind her. I open her device driver's door to aid her measure out. She puts her sleeve around me and kisses me passionately.

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

"fountainhead, actually I'm here for both study and play if that's alright with you,"she says smiling back at me.

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

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

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

Ronda goes over to each of them and kiss them and asks,"Is there any to a greater extent of that luscious umber I smell ? I haven't had any coffee tree since I left the infirmary early this dawning,"she tells us. Sammy begins to swarm her a cup asking if she needs pick or sugar.

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

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

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

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

Ronda goes back to the kitchen, where she had set her doc bag down. She asked for Jill first. She put the blood imperativeness cuff on her, listened to her heartbeat, and asked several interrogative sentence before declaring that Jill was moving along just fine with her pregnancy.

After Jill, she moved on to Diane. Once again, she put on the blood pressure handlock, listened to her respiration, but since Diane was farther along than Jill, she also listened to her belly before she declared that everything appears to be ticket with Diane.

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

Ronda started the same way, stemma force per unit area manacle, listening to her heartbeat and breathing, and asking several questions. It took respective more hour before Ronda told us that she would like Dakota to get some blood trial run run, the Sooner the better.

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

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

I think for a present moment and ask,"Department of Energy she accept to get hold of them with solid food or can she just take them anytime ?"

"If she takes them in the good morning, on an evacuate venter is best or maybe even with a minor glass of body of water. If they are making her sick to her tummy then shoot them at bedtime with a modest snack,"Ronda tells me.

I think for a moment before I tell Bobby and Sammy,"valet before Dakota gets one drop of burnt umber, she must take in her prenatal vitamin. This is significant to me guy wire,"I say to them. Both chefs acknowledge what I have told them and agree.

Dakota solvent,"That's just entail pappa. No coffee without me taking my vitamins, mean, just plain mean,"causing everyone around us to giggle. Bobby and Sammy are quite the gentleman's gentleman and don't say a word.

Once Ronda is done with her doctorly duties, she puts her equipment back into her Doctor of the Church bag, zips it closed and takes me by the deal once again taking a vast gulp of her coffee, emptying the cup. This makes for another of the Lady at the dining room tabular array to gag once again,"supposition she doesn't want the emollient for her coffee bean, maybe she just likes the taste of his cream,"causing more than giggles, however, now it turns to laughter.

Ronda pulls me down the hallway to my bedroom.

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

"David, do you remember telling me that we would make a terrific babe together ?"She asks.

"Of path, I do."

"Were you good or were you just saying something nice to me ?"She asks with a dangerous look on her face.

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

"Well, sort of. I see pregnant women every day and, in my head, I hear the tick-tock of my baby making years going by fast and faster. I know you have two children on the way already with Jill and Dakota. But I just can't get you out of my head. You are everything that I want in the Father of my child. You are sassy, you are handsome, you make good decisiveness, you mentor John telling me that you would be a marvelous parent. Why can't I shake this feeling about you ?"She says with her eyes welling up.

I reach out and pull her into me for a firm but a soft hug. We just sit together in each other's coat of arms for quite a while.

"dearie, I love you as well. However, there is someone in this equality that you need to get permission from. I would love to make water a baby with you, yet I won't do that unless I have Jill's permission. There are portion of affair that I don't need her license for, including us playing, but to create a baby, that is something entirely different,"I say to her as I'm hugging her.

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

"Ronda, obviously we have chemistry. I hear it from Dakota all the meter that she sees the way we look at each other, more like lovers than dramatic play partners,"I say to her.

I continue on,"Darling, I am more than bequeath to create a child with you. You are many thing that near men would want. You're beautiful, you're a sexual dynamo, you are impudent, you are hardworking, you have a tenderness inside you, and your still reasonably young."The last comment gets me a dawdler in the ribs from a giggling Ronda.

"Reasonably young ?"She asks.

"Well, you aren't in your betimes twenties, but you're not as old as Mom either,"which gets me another scoke from Ronda.

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

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

"Thomas More than I care to admit. In my caput, I think that I can just raise our nipper as a single parent and if you participate then it only benefits our youngster, if you choose to not enter then I've lost cypher since I'm acting as a single parent,"she tells me before raising up to kiss me passionately.

"favorite, you won't have to raise our tike alone. Hell, move into the Chateau with us and betray your home. You'll be amongst those who love you and there will be early pregnant women here as well. In fact, the whole Chateau will be overrun with nipper by next Halloween,"I tell her. This makes her smile.

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

"Yes, I would eff for you to actuate in here. As for the shootings, well, the FBI is all over it. In addition, I'm putting a couple to a greater extent security things in place,"I tell her trying to take a crap her flavor safe about coming here.

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

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

"beloved, this isn't let's make Ronda look bad. netherworld, I'll go with you if you would like. I just want her OK before I create another child,"I tell her as we kiss once again passionately. Dakota may be rightfulness ; I do feel something consanguine to the chemistry between us. Only Jill and Dakota have a strong blank space in my heart over Ronda.

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

I get up and head back out to the kitchen where I was greeted by a couple of the gentlewoman checking their complex number spotter saying,"WOW, papa that really was a band aid,"causing the ladies to come out with giggles and some laughter.

CHAPTER 4

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No Mom, nothing like that, although maybe we should put him on limitation and hold away his toys,"Jill replies giggling as she says this to Mom. This again causes some laugh from the ladies sitting at the dining room table.

"Then what is it ?"

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

"THAT'S ALL ? blaze, who here doesn't want to give a babe by David ?"Mom says laughing.

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

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

Ronda stands up, releasing Jill's hand and comes over to me taking my hired hand and saying,"C'mon buff, we have a babe to make,"smiling the unharmed time.

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

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

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

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

Although I was disappointed a few minutes ago, now I was hard as a rock'n'roll and choose to skip pleasing her orally and move right into fucking her, or as she put it, making passion to her.

I slide my hips between her thighs lining up my manhood with her chess opening. I gently push just a small bit of my cock into her wetness. She moans as I begin to enter her. I feel the wetness her muliebrity is creating around my cock.

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

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

We match each former's thrusting before I hear her reach her number 1 peak,"OH MY GAWD DAVID, I SO honey YOU,"telling me as she cums hard for the 1st orgasm.

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

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

"pet, HERE I CUM, LET'S MAKE THAT BABY,"I say to her as I shoot all I have into her waiting and accepting womanhood.

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

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

"hold on a second base, now you ladies are betting on me ? What am I a Equus caballus, this ain't no Bluegrass State plug hat,"I say astonished that now I'm being bet upon. Of course, it's all Dakota's doing.

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

Something in my psyche made me mean about tomorrow being Mon. I ask everyone to direct back to the TV room once again. I see a yoke of eye axial rotation, but everyone psyche back there.

I put some boxershorts on and my usual white tee shirt and head to the TV way as well, dragging Dr. Ronda behind me.

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

I stand at the doorway to the way,"Tomorrow is Monday. I would like for everyone to go to their jobs as common. We won't be deterred from our normal procedure. Those who are here, need to find out the surety tv camera from time to sentence. Tomorrow I'm going to border on the urban center Council to see if they will sell me the road that leads to our house, maybe they'll just be happy that there is one LE road that they will induce to assert and let me take it for a reasonable toll,"I tell everyone.

St. John the Apostle and Marcus come into the TV way all sweaty. They have completed their task and the ice truck is now empty. Dakota begins dialing up for a truck size tow truck to come to piece up the ice truck and take it over to the place that all the limousine get fixed.

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

After I say my talking to about not changing tomorrow's formula duties, I dial up master Perez.

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

"Captain, this is David Greene. It occurs to me that the ice truck in my courtyard might give birth two or three bullets in it. There are three bullet train holes, so if they didn't come out the other side, your forensics team may be capable to retrieve them,"I say to him.

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

"We'll be trusted to look for them,"I say.

We end the call.

"What's that disturbance ?"I ask.

lavatory answer,"That's the measuring team for the windows, apparently they listened when I told them to be here before 3. Now they are measuring every window,"he says smiling.

"Nice workplace, John the Divine,"I say to him.

"Daddy, are we dismissed ?"Dakota asks.

"Yes, everyone is dismissed,"

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

"Remember, aim your antenatal vitamins or no coffee,"I say to her smile. She playfully slaps me on the berm before kissing me and walking away swinging her cute ass at me.

Bobby comes around the niche and asks me if it was OK to make tonight taco-night. I told him it was o.k.. He said that he and Sammy have differing substance flavorer and would like everyone to try each one and pass on them a preference.

In my read/write head, it sounded like fun.

"Hey guys, do we bear all the fixings in the family, or do we need to urinate a food market storehouse run ?"I ask.

"We have everything including hard-shell and soft wetback racing shell,"Sammy tells me.

I was thinking that this could be a fun night."Be sure to annunciate to everyone that tonight is taco Nox. Oh, and I hope I don't have to tell you that King John will probably eat a 12 or more greaser,"I say to the chefs.

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

"Nice !"

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

"shot I'll have to relish the spicy food before I'm significant,"Ronda says to me.

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

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

The CG son are dating porn twins. Fred is dating Mom. Jill, Dakota, and now Dr. Ronda all want babies from me. Diane is significant with John's sister and they seem to be doing very well. Sharon, Jennifer, Paula, and Donna are marvelous adult female who all love me. Allison is working hard trying to be successful now that she owns the studio stage business. BJ and Danni are grand sexually charged women that are both beautiful as well as being bright. Missy will be back soon ; I hope, as she was fun to trifle with. Belinda seems to be working grueling with Allison as well. Aurora has fit in well here and her cleaning service has taken the burden off Amy to run the household. The two chefs are funny in addition to being marvelous Captain Cook. can, well he is my protégé. I treat him as if he was my own son. He has made the transition from being a kid in Diane's crew that just always said ‘ shtup'to a mature untested man that accepts responsibility and has a much more maturate demeanor.

Amy has really begun to flourish in the use of custodian of the planetary house. Getting the cleansing service was perfect. Now she can centre on just running the house and not being a slave to it.

And then there is Mom. She's beautiful, she's sexually a dynamo. Clearly, she and Fred have found some sort of felicity. Mom guidebook me when I find myself in a difficult berth. I am very sword lily to take in brought her to the West Coast and helped her sell her stuffy mansion in the Hamptons, for which she got the highest sum of money ever sold by a non-beachfront property.

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

crisscross Newberg's departure and his nieces Kim and Kay choosing to incite out disappointed me. Tina moving away to her Mom's mansion in genus Phoenix made sense, but still bummed me out a bit.

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

I checked with Dakota to make sure everything was set up with the jet for an early morning Tuesday expiration. We discussed going to DC first, then down to Atlanta to see this building that Jennifer is trying to make a lot on, and then on to Tampa. On the reappearance, we will kibosh unpredicted in Phoenix to have a look in on our Tina.

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

Thinking about our three fraught noblewoman, Diane is the first due in mid to late May. Dakota is next to be due in recently June. Jill due after the Fourth of July and now, if I get Dr. Ronda meaning before Yuletide, she'll be looking at an Aug or Labour Party Day due date. I laughed at my own jest ; she goes into labor on Labor Day.

CHAPTER 5

As dinner party sentence approached, Bobby and Sammy gathered us all to follow to the dining room table. No one was surprise that John had his ass in a chair before anyone else. Although when Diane walked up to the tabular array, John jumped up and pulled out a chair for her.

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

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

The hard-crispy shells were going at a pace of 10 to 1 over the tortillas. The chefs had shredded sugar, diced tomatoes, sour cream, Cheddar and Monterey jackfruit cheeses all shredded, both fresh and pickled Capsicum annuum longum, homemade salsa, a mango-lime salsa, assorted hot sauces, a red-pepper based mole and a gratifying tangy sauce.

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

Diane took a small amount of both luck of meat and made two similar tacos, both with the flour tortilla. She put kernel, lettuce, diced tomatoes, and shredded Cheddar cheese. She also took a spoonful of the mango-lime salsa, which she said tasted like nil that she has ever had. That made both chefs smile as did me.

Jill and Dakota must have taken exhaust grade from John. They both took 4 crunchy taco scale each. Two shells for each gist. They put the pith in the case then covered it with the fastener that they wanted.

John, Marcus, and I sat patiently. Jill asked where Allison, the porn twins, the CG boys, and Allison might be. John and I both got up and went outside. King John went to the counterpart's threshold telling the four of them that it was Taco dark and that their presence was being missed at the dinner tabular array.

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

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

"I'm sorry noblewoman, but dinner is served and your presence or lack of it is noticeable. It's Taco Sunday and the chefs would wish you to participate in their little contest about who's flavoring is better,"I tell them smiling. This makes Allison get up and Belinda put the camera down on the couch. They both walk with me back to the main house.

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

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

Once all the dame have food in front of them John bounds up like mortal set his ass on fire. He heads over to the taco bar and takes not 4, not 6, but 8 hard shells and begins filling them with meat and fixings. Jennifer, John's Mom, makes luminosity of whoremonger's endless appetite. Everyone giggles.

The eating and socializing go on for a duet of hours. The CG boys regale us with tales of some of their perplex adventures working on the USCG Reliant. That leads Bobby and Sammy to add to the evening telling us about being aboard the ‘ Big Stick ’. All in all, it was a delightful fourth dimension. A sentence that we all needed to let the stress of the Holocene epoch events just go by.

As the dinner began to wind down, I asked Dr. Ronda to ride out the dark, but she said she had to get back habitation as she has a few patients in the hospital that she needs to visit before heading to the office in the morning. Before she leaves, she does make mention that moving in here would save her about a half an 60 minutes of drive fourth dimension as it is so very much closer to the hospital that she works out of.

"Just one of the things in the living of a Doctor of the Church,"she tells me. I kiss her and walk her out to her car. I poke the buttons to spread the garage threshold and the front gate. I watch her driving force off thinking how the baby will be so beautiful, all because of her.

I close the gate then the service department room access. Before I head back inside, I'm cornered in the service department with Jill.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You realize that I'm still a womanhood, not just your wife and a Marine,"she replies.

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

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

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

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

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

John finished telephone number 8, then 9, then 10. At number 11, John showed a major slow down. He struggled through the taco. He just stared at greaser issue 12. Unbeknownst to him, Jennifer had rigged it. She put a duo of pickled cayenne pepper underneath all the fixings. She let the juice from the chili pepper drip all over the marrow before adding the fixings.

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

However, with the mystery item in the taco, John swallowed the bite and yelled,"holy place Fuck ! ”. He knew instantly who set him up. He went over to the fridge and poured himself a big glass of milk, sat back down and took another Brobdingnagian collation. He chewed and swallowed before taking a big swallow of Milk River. On the last pungency, he dangled the bit over his mouth before shoving it in. The young woman all laughed as Jennifer had to deal over the money collected to King John.

john counted the money and gave me half of the winnings. I just told him to proceed it. I knew in my philia that he would have a resolution to the clandestine factor that his Mother has put in the taco.

Bobby and Sammy both laughed out flashy asking John if he wanted any Thomas More tacos. This drew laughter from everyone. All in all, toilet had made over $ 100 from that little bet. His mother said it was the dear money spent on John in a long while.

Mom and Fred finally made it out to the dinner party mesa. Mom went over to the little pan that the chefs had waiting for her with lilliputian to no spice. She took a spoonful and kissed each one on the cheek telling them the meat was double-dyed. Fred let her pass water a shell before he made one for himself. He took 4 tough taco carapace filling two each with each essence. He really didn't take much of the repair. He took some sugar, some diced tomatoes, and some shredded Cheddar cheese.

While he was eating, I asked the table to vote for the meats. Pan one, the sensationalistic pan. Pan two the amobarbital sodium pan. As I went around the table it seemed to go back and forth yellow, downcast, yellow, blue sky, blue, scandalmongering and on and on.

After everyone had cast their suffrage, it was blue ahead by one vote, but Fred had not voted. He chose yellow. That tied it all up and the two chefs shook hands and decided to do the like matter the next taco night.

As the night went on, people began heading to bed since tomorrow was a workday. Jill and I were one of the last-place ace to leave the board with Dakota following us to our bed. I stripped down, Jill did the same, as did Dakota. We all snuggled up together and drifted off to sleep.

I opened my eye checking that I had put my headphone on the charger, which I had before I drifted off to sleep with my two Darling River all snuggled up to me.

Yes, being that chauffeur that consequence in my animation changed things for the better.

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