The Chauffeur ( # 32 ) The plug-in of conductor

By PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

Jill, Dakota, John, Mom and I all got up about 4 am. We showered and dressed. Everyone had packed before going to bed. It always amazed me that for less than 48 hours all the ladies had at least two pieces of luggage.

Fred was set for all of us with a stretch limousine. He stood there stoically holding the rear threshold open for us and having the trunk open and waiting.

Sammy and Bobby were also up and made each of us an egg sandwich. They had coffee ready for Dakota, Mom, and Jill. whoremaster poured me and himself a meth of Ananas comosus succus.

Once we were all in the limo, the parkway to the airdrome was rather quick as there was little to no traffic on the route. Everyone looked tired as we had played rather difficult the preceding couple of days. Mom, Saint John, and Jill all sat next to each other and of course, my darling Dakota sat next to me. I did posting that she was beginning to attend a bit plumper. The gestation was obviously beginning to express. Dakota put her head on my shoulder joint and just dozed off.

Jill, Mom, and John were all chatting away. They were excited to be going to NYC. Mom said she knew of a couple of delightful pizza situation in Little Italia. Of course, John was excited that he would be getting ‘ rattling'pizza. I just smiled listening to him chatter on and on about skilful pizza.

The escape was uneventful. The four hours passed quickly. When we landed in NYC our limo was waiting for us. The weather was delightful, spring-like. The jet was parked, and we all got off. The copilot removed all our luggage and the limo driver put it in the torso of the limo.

The driver took us to the Plaza as Dakota had scheduled. She booked three retinue. One for Jill and me, one for Mom, and one for John and Dakota, although they had separate beds to log Z's on.

I noticed that toilet had bought himself an assistant's notebook that resembled Dakota's. So far, he was listening and taking bank bill, which made me proud of him.

When we arrived at the plaza, the bellman retrieved our luggage as we all went to the check-in desk. The staff member gave us all the credit card cay to get into our suites. I noticed the clip and made my way to the limo again to manoeuver towards the studio where Mad Money was taped.

We ran into some sluggish dealings ; however, the chauffeur was good at his job and got us to the studio about 15 minute of arc before I was due. I was met by the manufacturer who went over how the taping works. Jim asks questions, I answer them, often he has a rebuttal. We discuss authoritative topics regarding what is happening with the company.

I asked the producer when the taping would air, she said that it would air Midweek evening, which I was happy about.

Jim Cramer was his usual self, he was all over the studio asking questions, waiting for result, and then hitting me with follow up questions. All in all, we had a nice session, right at the very end, I announced the horse tracks being sold. I gave him a public figure of 2 1000000000 dollars. He smiled and told me that the deal of selling the sawhorse path was a print of genius. I thanked him for the compliment. After the taping, I asked him if he had any clock time to attend our board of conductor's meeting at 9 am, he told me that he's working Squawk Box at that hour and he thanked me for the invite. We shook hands and I left, however, before I left, I gave his manufacturer a check for his charity. I didn't make any type of big deal out of it, I just left it for him. She thanked me.

I took the limousine back to the Plaza. Mom had already made us dinner booking at an Italian eatery in Little Italy. Saint John the Apostle was salivating at the thought of getting a true New House of York pizza pie. In fact, I thought that maybe we might have to get a bare one for him to fetch back to the shopping centre and eat later.

As we get to the restaurant, it smells pleasant-tasting. We all go inside. I see basket of garlic pelf on the tables. I see a couple of extra-large Malva sylvestris pizzas on tables and they look and smell delicious. We club three excess expectant pizza and two baskets of garlic bread. I order a nursing bottle of Chianti for the ladies and privy to have with dinner.

I sit between Mom and Jill. John sits between Mom and Dakota. We're all having a cracking time. When the pizza comes, St. John the Apostle practically takes three gash and shoves them all in his lip. We all just gag at the silliness of can. I ask the waitress if we could also order another extra-large cheese to require with us back to the hotel. I see John the Divine's eyes light up hearing the to go order.

We sit, we eat, we discuss the game plan for the board get together tomorrow. Mom wants to establish it a blood-bath, but I talk her down from the shelf. I have a plan and I would like to execute it and make Polly squirm.

As we head back inside the plaza, we send Saint John the Apostle and Dakota up to their room. Mom wants to have a potable in the hotel bar, so Jill and I follow her into the bar and consume a seat. The bar itself might just be the nicest hotel bar that I have ever been in. The rear are all cushioned leather, they are overstuffed cushioned leather. The waitress is a delightful Young lady that takes our order and Mom's room number.

Jill decides to have a swallow of wine, Mom decides on an old fashioned with top shelf liquor. Me ? I just have a bottle of water. I didn't want to get to the point of not enjoying the show that Polly is intending on putting on for us.

I suggest to Mom that lav, Dakota, Jill and myself go to the board confluence without Mom at first. About an minute into the confluence, Mom would show up. When Polly decides that she wants to name for a vote, that would be when Mom stands up and heads to the podium that I'm sure they will feature set up.

Mom would discourse what Bob wanted and why he hired both Jill and me to run Jaxson Inc. She would bespeak out that he never was a fan of the board since they all stuck their hands out wanting money but rarely offering anything of Worth to the corp.

Mom thought it was a delightful theme, but she decided that she would arrive with us, but sit in the back. She wanted to learn the whole show from the first second that Polly tries to armchair quarterback all of my decisions.

Mom warned that Polly will have a retentive tilt of my decisiveness, such as hiring Roger Johnson and paying him a top earnings AND buying him a condo and paying the HOA fees for two years.

Or hiring Jennifer, John's Mom as the director of Real demesne and paying her a top wage. Or having Paula run Happy, Happee limo even though she doesn't have any managerial experience. Or having Sharon run things at the hawk. Or spending $ 165 million to purchase 5 multistory authority building across the US and one in Toronto.

In summation, she'll probably bestow up Tina, who was under a 5-year contract bridge with Jaxson Inc. but now is in Arizona with her mother, she'll most likely pointedness out what a bad investing that was.

She'll also bring up the purchasing of two BMWs, one for Dakota and one for Tina, who isn't with the party any longer. Buying two Mercedes, one for Jill and one for Sharon. And now, buying a new Aepyceros melampus for Jennifer. 5 cars in just a few months.

In accession, she will most probably want to reboot you our of the Chateau, but she probably doesn't know the new figure for the abidance and will most likely still call it ‘ the Commune'and make an result about your tenants.

I hugged Mom, she knew the shady tactics of the board all too well. She spent a couple of hours regaling Jill and I with storey about how much they made Bob's biography scummy. I will, of course, make a tip to ‘ thank them'for all showing up to Bob's funeral…. oh wait, not a one one of them could be concerned that the founder of the company passed away. No, they couldn't be bothered to spend just one day showing their respect for the man that worked his ass off to make this company something special.

As we sat there discussing the game programme, I noticed a mates of people paying attention to our conversation. One couple, Mr. and Mrs Davidson came over to us and introduced themselves. First the offered condolences on Bob's passing. endorse, they informed us that they were in town because of the extra meeting that Polly had set up. They were supposed to be heading to the Bahama's to enjoy a couple workweek of R n R, but this meeting changed their plan. I was wary of them. Were they plants of Polly's ? Did they actually change their architectural plan to come to this meeting, I wasn't sure, but since I didn't know them I didn't pay for them to join us.

They thanked us and walked away, leaving the bar entirely. After a couple of hour, our boy St. John came down and found us. He wanted to cognize if it was alright for him to order another pizza and have it UBER to the hotel. Jill and I just laughed, he really is a bottomless pit for foot, but I liked that he just didn't assume it was alright to use the company carte, he asked first.

That brought Mom to another effect, troupe circuit card. Mom was sure she would let a list of whom has been issued a bodied placard and probably a list of all the expenditures spent on each card.

I was very happy with all this thought Mom had put into the board meeting. I noticed that John the Evangelist sat close by listening and watching. I looked around and saw that we were the entirely 1 left in the bar, everyone else had left. I was still a bit uneasy about the Davidson couple, but it was too former to occupy about it now.

To John's surprise, the Uber lady showed up with not one, but two cheese pizza. I pulled out my card to pay for them, but St. John the Apostle had already taken care of that as well as paying for the Uber-eats'speech. Jill, Mom, and I all chuckled at John, but he was nice enough to leave one pizza pie for the three of us and he took the former one up to his room with Dakota.

The mixologist came over to us asking if we wanted any far drink as it was"last call ”. Mom asked for another old fashioned, Jill had another Methedrine of vino, me, I stuck to my bottled pee which made Mom giggle.

Since we were alone in the bar, I tipped my hired man a bit knowing that no one was around to listen, except for the bartender.

I let Mom know that one of the producers from Jim Cramer's display Mad Money and squawk Box would be in the crowd watching and taping quietly. She would upload the solid encounter to her gaffer back at the studio each time we break for whatever reason. Mom loved the mind that we could if needed put footling Miss Polly and her useless daughter on display on interior TV, but I wasn't done. I told Mom that they would be running the taped section I had with Jim Cramer later that day and announcing on internal TV the sale of the knight caterpillar tread.

Mom picked up her phone and dialed her stockbroker, which she got at home in San Francisco, she told him to buy 10,000 ploughshare at 9:01 am New York time, the moment the stock market clear and to buy another 10,000 shares for Jill and me and put it on her account. A groggy stockbroker agreed and hung up. Mom thought that having the horse running sale announced on Jim Cramer's display would move the line by as much as $ 5 a percentage, I told her that might just be a bit low, but none the less it would set the board back on its heels.

As we finished our pizza, and Mom and Jill finished their swallow, we all got up. We hugged, we kissed, and we agreed to meet in the shopping mall restaurant at 6:30 to cause breakfast and prep again for the meeting. Of course, having toilet eat breakfast with us here at the piazza might cost us quite a bit. This made all three of us laugh.

Jill and I walked hand in paw to our suite. Mom walked on the other side of meat of me. When we got into the elevator, Mom squeezed my arse, which made me smile.

When we each reached our suite, Mom kissed both Jill and I and headed into her room. Jill and I went into our suite, which I was sure that our friend Polly will ask why we didn't stay at the local Pinetree. I asked Jill to enquire our Pinetree record book and check to see if any of the board members use the Pinetree or do they stay elsewhere. Jill logged into the organisation portal and found the entropy I wanted. I just smiled, leaned over and kissed my gorgeous wife.

We headed off to sleep, all snuggled into one another.

CHAPTER 2

When we got up, Jill called the other two suites making sure that Saint John and Dakota were up and getting ready and checking on Mom. Of track, because of the grandness of the day, everyone was up and in versatile body politic of getting ready.

We all decided to just satisfy at the eating house. Jill only took a few more minutes, since she had begun an time of day earlier.

I put on my practiced suit, but in my head, I thought about wearing a brace of trunks and a Cuban flair shirt, but I decided not to get fired before I had a chance to state my case.

When Jill was ready, we headed out to the elevators. It was decent staying on the seventeenth floor, one trading floor short circuit of the top. At to the lowest degree we were adequate ‘ individual'to rate a high-end room here, but then again, they are more about showing up for a reservation and paying the money they requested.

When Jill and I reached the bottom floor, whoremaster and Dakota were already waiting for us. In my nous, I was glad to see that trick was not challenging anything that Dakota said, he listened, he made notes, and he stayed silent.

Jill kissed trick, I kissed Dakota and we headed into the eating place. The air hostess sat us in a prissy table, but she said she would bring Mom over when she came down. Jill texted her that we were all in the eating house waiting for her. Mom texted back that she would be down in about a one-half hour and to decree without her. That sparked whoremonger, who told us that he slept like a baby with all that pizza in his belly. All three of us just laughed.

When the waiter arrived, he began to explain the day-after-day chef specials. None of them really sounded that interesting. We all agreed that we missed Bobby and Sammy.

Mom arrived just an expected a half an minute later. can stood, pulled out a chair for her and drive it into the table. I get Sir Thomas More and Thomas More proud of him as he continues to mature.

I look around the table, everyone is wearing their secure rig. John has his black pinstriped suit on with a maroon shirt and a black and brownish-red tie. Dakota is wearing a black attire and black patten leather shoes with only about a 2"heel.

Jill was wearing a inglorious clothes as well, only she had a beautiful cobalt blue belt and matching low dress heels.

I wore my black-market suit as well, however, I wore a cryptical blue dress shirt and a black and white swirled tie.

Mom decided to hold up a eye finger's breadth to the board and wore a undimmed red dress with a black belt and black shiny brake shoe with only about a 1"heel. She also wore a beautiful baseball field and ruby neckless that hung in the low-cut V-neck of the dress. While Mom was a smasher, today she was beautiful. Joh and Dakota both remarked about how gorgeous she looked.

Although I didn't know any of the people who came to our mesa, Mom seemed to know all of them. After each one leftfield, she had a commentary about them. Mom asked King John if he would escort her inside the board meeting elbow room which he smiled and agreed to do so.

As the litany of citizenry slowed down, Mom decided that we needed to go over whom on the board was a supporter, who was an enemy, and whom was neutral. To Mom, the impersonal ones were the key fruit to this meeting.

Mom pointed out that Polly Nestor, Darius Fishman, Jim Danley, and D'Nata Black were not friends.

She went on to say that Sam Michaelson, Donna plasterwork, Anita Blackman, and Ronald Smitty were all friends.

The Francis Scott Key, according to Mom were the four inert members : Virginia Pogue, Julie nuance, Mark McKenzie, and John Richardson.

Mom told us that the four neutral ace were a bit gun-shy and wouldn't take on Polly directly, but they would listen to cause and we could persuade them to think more rationally and not allow Polly to bully them into her way of thinking.

John out of the blue suggested that I ask them what they are expecting of a CEO. This was a marvelous idea I felt. I pulled out a small opus of composition to pen it down, but Dakota spun her assistant's Koran around to me. She already had it written down in her book.

Mom also pointed out that Polly will try to dissever and subdue, meaning that Jill and I will be questioned separately. I suggested that Jill not take a bottom anywhere except right field next to me, this would be a sign of unity. Mom agreed.

We all ate a prissy hearty breakfast, although I think that John wanted more food, but he was showing vexation for Dakota and Mom, which made Jill and I smile.

As we finished our breakfast, several people wished up ‘ trade good lot'at the board meeting. can seemed surprised, Dakota seemed to just dislike these people.

We walked to our limousine. We had an sure-enough valet, who reminded me of Fred. Tall, stoic, polite and had everything ready for us.

whoremonger and I waited for the ladies to get in the limo, then we entered. The chauffeur closed the door behind us and off we went towards Jaxson, Inc.

When we arrived, there were several new agencies all set up waiting for us. We all smiled and walked powerful past them. We were greeted by the lead certificate man who greeted Mom with courtesy and professionalism. Mom gave him a quick hug and off we went to the thirteenth floor where the conference way was located.

I expected that the table would not be watching our entrance and thus may or may not know that Mom was with us. We knew immediately which room held the meeting, the one that had various newsman and a mates of cameramen waiting for us.

Mom, Jill, Dakota, and John all walked justly by the insistence. I stopped for a couple of instant to respond a duad of questions.

"Mister Greene, Mister Graham Greene, what are you intending to say to the plank today ?"was the first interrogative, from Fox News.

"wellspring, come inside and find out for yourselves,"I replied.

The following one was from MSNBC,"Mr. Graham Greene, do you carry to be employed by lunchtime, one board member title you will be ‘ out on your ass by lunchtime ’.

"Well, I guess at 12:01 pm we'll all find out, won't we ?"

"Last inquiry,"I say.

"Mr. Greene, what will you do if you are let go by lunchtime ?"coming from the NY Times.

"fountainhead, I guess I'll go have dejeuner, does anyone know a trade good restaurant around here ?"I ask eliciting a few chuckles. I thank everyone for their clock time and offer for them to come into the meeting, they all decline.

Once inside the confluence room, I see one of the producer from Jim Cramer's show as well as a duet of cameras set up in the back street corner of the way. I nod to her and keep walking towards Jill. John and Dakota have taken up seats behind Jill and me. Although I walked mightily past her, john whispered in my ear that Mom was all the way in the endorse row of the elbow room and in the center of a row to not be seen quite as quickly.

The dining table members file in and require their seats in front of their own nameplates. They sit down. Polly tries to impart the meeting to order, but she was cut off by Sam Michaelson, the headway of the board. Polly had to rationalise to him.

"That's one misapprehension,"I say to Jill. She just smiles.

Mr. Michaelson begins,"appendage of the board, this exceptional meeting was called by board member Polly Nestor to discuss the carrying into action of the company's CEO David Greene. Mr. Greene, would you like to make an opening remark to the display panel ?"

"Um, yes I would. thank to Elizabeth, this is a sodding dissipation of the board's time. But, let's get on with this charade,"I say. I see Polly just fuming.

"Mr. Greene, my name is Polly, not Elizabeth II,"she fumes.

"Oh, I don't know about that Elizabeth, it says here on the paper that I have your figure is Elizabeth I Polly Nestor, or are you lying to the board ?"I say.

"Give me THAT, you have no right to that information,"Polly says.

"Oh, but I do have that right field. You see, under the collective laws of New York, every table appendage is considered a public figure and thus field of study to investigation, or didn't you know that Elizabeth ?"I say just mocking her and making her even madder.

"Mr. Greene, why don't you call her by her figure, Polly ?"Mr. Michaelson asks.

"Because it's not her name. Her epithet is Elizabeth and THAT is what I'm choosing to send for her,"I say to him. He chuckles to himself. I remember what Mom had told me, that he was a friend on the board.

"Well the name aside, what is it you would like to say to the board ?"

"Mr. Davidson, I have nothing foster to say to the board at this prison term,"I tell him.

"Other than Polly, is any board extremity wishing to make a statement at this time ?"Mr. Davidson asks.

Mr. Fishman, a non-friend chooses to construct a financial statement,"Thank you Mr. chairman. I believe that this man has perpetrated a impostor against this society and should be removed. He has spent money like it was water. He has no regard for any of the extremity of the board and he shows his hauteur by showing up without an attorney,"He says. Jill leans into me and rustle,"Not a very good chess opening statement, guess that's why Mom called him ‘ fish head'she says smiling.

"Um, girl Henry Graham Greene, would you like to make an opening statement as well ?"Mr. Davidson asks.

"well, yes. My name is Jill Morgan-Greene, not misfire Henry Graham Greene. I'm not trying to mislead any of the board members as to my name, right Elizabeth ?"My wife pokes the bear once again.

I whisper in her ear to remember that Mr. Davidson is a admirer but in a shaky position being chairperson of the board. She just smiles.

I add,"Mr. Davidson since this is Elizabeth's show, why don't we let her go for the first time. I'm surely she has gobs to say and ask me about,"I tell him. Mr. Davidson agrees and turns the questioning over to Polly.

"David, do you infer why you are here ?"Polly begins.

"Um, Elizabeth, my epithet is Mr. Greene to you, we're not friends and only my friends telephone me David,"I say to her poking the bear once again. I see Mr. Davidson smiling and chortle to himself.

"Whatever, MISTER GREENE, do you interpret why you are even here today ?"Polly asks.

"Yeah, I believe that I do. A laughable circuit card member, who believes that her unqualified daughter should have got my emplacement, even though she has no business acumen, no history of successful employment, and no ability to run a multi-national corp. Hell, she's not even a lawyer,"I say to the board.

"She is too a lawyer, you need to get your facts straight,"Polly spews at me.

I paw some composition to the shop assistant who in number, hands them to Mr. Davidson."Mr. Graham Greene, what is this that you're handing the circuit board ?"He asks.

"This is a print out from all 50 states in the country showing that Alicia Nestor does not suffer a license to practice law in any of the 50 states. Oh, she graduated from law school, but she does not have got a licence at this present moment. Care to argue with me Elizabeth ?"I say once again poking the bear.

"No, Polly, this is a legal papers that says your daughter has no flow license to exercise law,"He tells Polly and the panel as he hands the heap of newspaper around the card with each one looking through the papers.

"Also, Elizabeth, I am here today because I flew on a jet to get here yesterday. I didn't want to miss the ludicrous appearance that you're trying to put on here,"I say once again poking the bear.

I hear some mutter and whispers in the audience.

"Polly, please continue,"Mr. Davidson says.

"Mr. Greene, do you allow in that you spent this company's money willy-nilly ?"Polly asks.

"No, I don't admit anything of the such. tending to render everyone proof of your accusal ?"I ask.

"Here, right here. I have it on good federal agency that you spend this caller's money as if it was your own. Care to deny that ?"Polly says.

"Other than you Elizabeth II, how many board members are fan of baseball, either the New Englander ( which gets some cheerfulness from the crowd ) or the Mets ( not quite as a great deal cheering ) ?"I ask the board in general.

I see about 8 who acknowledge what I have said.

"Let's start with the New Englander,"I say hearing a few smatterings of cheers.

"Why do you opine that the Bronx Bombers pay Giancarlo Stanton $ 25 million a yr over 13 years ?"I ask.

Oddly, Mr. Fishman is the first to answer,"Because they want to win. To be the best, and thus they pay for the safe,"he tells the board.

"Exactly,"I say agreeing with him.

"Now, let 's move on to the Mets. Why do they pay $ 24 million a class to Lennox Robinson Cano ?"I ask.

Again, Mr. Fishman uses the same answer to answer my question.

"Again, Mr. Fishman you are correct,"I say seeing him huff his pectus out in pride.

"Both of the New York baseball teams pay top buck to key free agents to put together a winning team,"I tell the board.

Polly interjects,"Yes, that's decent, but we're talking business enterprise not baseball,"she says.

"Elizabeth, do you even understand what I'm saying ? I pay top dollar to people that I've hired to get the best people out there. masses that I can numerate on to work hard at improving our company, isn't that what we want Elizabeth I ?"Clearly, she is mum because she is beginning to reckon like a fool.

"Elizabeth I, I see that you have a Gucci tiger bag on your arm when walked into the board way. Why do you get that ?"I asked, knowing the answer before I asked the question.

"Because it is one of the advantageously out there,"Elizabeth I says to me.

"So, you would tell this board that you pay top buck for a handbag when you feel it's worth it ?"I ask.

"Of class,"she replies.

"Then you just validated why I pay top dollar sign for the people that I've brought on to this society,"I tell her. She's still fuming but score one for me.

"It's NOT the Lapplander matter,"she says with venom in her voice.

"Then please, clear us how it's different,"I say to her.

She sits silent.

"It's just not the same,"she says again.

"Let's move on,"Mr. Davidson says.

"How about all these machine you bought on caller money ?"Elizabeth I asks.

"Oh, you mean the two BMWs that were promised but never delivered to Tina and Dakota, or maybe you mean that my wife, the Director of Financial Affairs is to be driving what ? A mid-80's Chevy ? Not really the proper car for a charwoman of her stature. Or maybe you believe that Jennifer, our managing director of real number Estate should also be driving around in an old hooptie-mobile ?"I ask.

"What's a hooptie-mobile ?"Elizabeth asks.

"It's an old piece of junk car that you keep together with duct tape and chewing gum,"I say to her smiling.

"Who authorized the purchase of her 2019 Chevy Impala ?"Elizabeth asked.

"Me, David Henry Graham Greene, CEO of Jaxson Incorporated,"I say to her smiling.

I hear a smattering of chuckling in the audience.

"And you believe that you have the authority to do such a thing,"Elizabeth I asks.

"Until I'm either fired or no longer working here, YES !"I say with authority.

Polly asks the board to hurtle a right to vote on my continued employment.

I feel a script on my shoulder. It's Mom.

"Um, Mrs. Jaxson, we weren't notified that you would be attending this meeting,"Mr. Davidson says.

"As the largest single stock-holder, I wasn't aware that I had to notify anyone of my actions,"She tells the display board with venom in her voice and a grin on her face.

I lean over to Jill and rustle,"secret plan ON1"

CHAPTER 3

Mom decides to necessitate on Elizabeth's idiotic reason for calling this meeting.

"Um, Polly my dearest, why again did you waste everyone's time for this confluence ? Could it be so you could get another requital for being a board member, but really not doing anything ?"Mom asks Polly directly.

Polly doesn't say a word.

John leans over to me and writes on my lozenge that Mr. Fishman is leaning our way. He liked the baseball cite. I smile an nod my capitulum. I was glad that Saint John the Apostle saw Dakota wrote that D'Nata Shirley Temple Black had taken a defensive strength with her blazonry crossed on her chest. Mom leaned down and wrote on the pad ‘ cunt'which made us all chuckle.

I asked Mr. Davidson for a toilet breach as Dakota was pregnant. Before he even had sentence to allot the break, Dakota had already gotten up and just walked out of the boardroom.

The remaining four of us all walked out together. I subtly signaled for the producer from Jim Cramer's show to follow us international. Surprising to me, when we got into the hallway, there were no reporter at all. The producer met us out in the hallway.

"Mr. Greene, what are your architectural plan when you return to the display board confluence ?"She asked.

"time to make them squirm,"I tell her.

She smiles and heads down the hallway to the ladies'room. Thankfully, Dakota was on her way back so there was no chance of her getting trapped in the restroom.

When Dakota got back to us, she told us that Donna Plaster was in the ladies way as well and told Dakota that she thought that I was making Polly look silly and that she loved me calling her Elizabeth and not Polly.

The panel room clerk came out to the hall and summoned everyone back into the room.

Once we were all seated, Polly tried to strong-arm herself into opening the group meeting. Again Mr. Davidson had to ping her back down a peg for which she apologized.

"That's twice,"I say. Mom smiles. Jill smiles.

"Mr. Davidson, may I collapse a nation of the company update ?"I ask.

"Of line, Mr. Graham Greene. You may suffer the trading floor,"he tells me.

I decide to get up and walk around. I know that I think better when I'm on my feet. John is just smiling, he has an estimation of what's coming.

"member of the board, I want to take a few moments of your prison term and update you on the state of the company, all of the company,"I say to the board.

"A few months ago, Jaxson Inc. bought a company called Happy, Happee Limo. This purchase leads to other skill. well-chosen, Happee limousine was created by a woman named Sasha. However, Sasha was a shady graphic symbol. She bought other companies and hid them under the permit of Happy, Happee limo. She had several gymnastic horse tracks, a recording studio, a pharmacy group, and a trucking society. All of these companies were acquired for no additional cost to Jaxson, Inc. Oh, and we also acquired Tulip Productions, a pornography studio,"I tell them.

This, of course of study, outrages Elizabeth.

"MISTER Henry Graham Greene, are you telling this board that Jaxson, Inc. owns a pornographic studio ?"She barks.

"No, not at all. Within a week of finding out that we had acquired a erotica studio, I phone Bob who instructed me to see a new proprietor, which I did. I found a college scholarly person named Allison. She was working hard, very hard to make Tulip yield employment. Per Bob's postulation, I sold Tulip Productions to Allison for a zero-interest loan. Bob felt that we needed to get this company off our books, which I agreed with him. Allison has already made her first of all payment, just this yesteryear Sunday. She gave me a money order in an gasbag for me to fix, which my other supporter, Amy has done for us,"I tell the board members.

"Go on Mr. Greene,"Mr. Davidson says.

"Thank you, Mr. Davidson,"I say.

"Now, it is easily to second guess the hatful, but followed Bob Jaxson's focussing and sold off Tulip production and now have an income into Jaxson Inc. From there, I moved on to the trucking fellowship. We merged it with our own trucking and logistics company. One of the matter that occurred right away was the price of truck tire went up dramatically and the tone of the tires dropped dramatically. I contact various tire fabrication troupe. One society was volition to work on with us, BF GOODRICH. We purchase nearly 1000 tires and had them shipped to our top 15 trucking locations. We increased the sale price of the tire only a little bit. Within 9 24-hour interval we had sold out of the 1000 tires, so I ordered more tyre, twice the amount of money and had them shipped to the same 15 location, again we sold out, this prison term in 8 twenty-four hour period. There was no mistaking this, we had a waiting list from each of our 15 locations. Again, we ordered another double over the number of tires bringing us to a total of 4,000 tyre. Once again, we have sold out of all 4,000 tires in 11 days. Now, on the incline, we were keeping all the employ truck tires that needed to be sent for retreading to BF GOODRICH'S retread position just outside of Dallas, TX. We ship them to the location, they retread them, and they pay to embark them to the 15 locations, which in number we sell at a deeply discounted price for dawdler, cheaper price than any other tire distributor in the US,"I tell them. I see all of the headspring nodding, even Elizabeth.

I move on to the recording studio."From the trucking company, we move onto the recording studio. So far, we have only made minimum betterment, but steam is beginning to roll,"I tell them.

"After the transcription studio, we look at the pharmaceutics company. We hired a president, who unfortunately passed away a couple of weeks ago. We are currently interviewing renewal candidate,"I tell them.

"Now, onto the horse data track. There are heap of governmental regulations, each one different by state. I took a good hard look, along with my married woman at the horse tracks. We made the determination to sell them. We were contacted by an investment group led by one of the gravid shareholder of Churchill Downs. They made us an offer, we countered and voila we have a deal,"I say to the board.

"Just how little did you get for these wonderful horse data track ? I'm sure you didn't get enough,"Elizabeth says to me.

"Oh, I got enough,"I tell her and the board.

"Well, how much is ‘ enough'?"Elizabeth says again.

"I'm not sure you're ready to see that number,"I say to them.

"Mr. Greene, the board would like to roll in the hay what total of money you received for the cavalry tracks. Did it exceed 100 million ?"Mark McKenzie asks.

"Yes, just a bit more than that amount,"I say to him smiling.

I lean back to trick and ask him to write out the sale sum. He picks up a thick mordant sharpie and writes the sum of money $ 2,000,000,000.oo.

He stands up and holds the augury up for the board members to read. No one speaks, nor do they make a auditory sensation. John turns around the sign so the citizenry in the audience can see the price. I hear privy's favorite word come from the audience,"roll in the hay, ”. This causes lavatory to laugh out loud. I just chuckle, Dakota laughs out loud as well. Jill and Mom just smile.

"Um, Mr. Greene, are you telling us that you sold all the horse cavalry tracks for 2 1000000000000 dollar mark ?"Mr. Davidson asked.

"Yes, of course, oh, and did I credit that there was no cost in acquiring the horse tracks, so the money is pure profit. Isn't that what you pay me to do, make this company an insane amount of money ?"I ask of them.

"Shall we talk about the Pinetree and the restaurant group ?"I ask.

"The Pinetree is undergoing massive rescript to upgrade the unscathed brand. We are going to place the brand in the Marriott Courtyard tier. We're going to have a national competition to rename the brand to something that we all like. As for the eating house group, we have a unit in Tampa, Florida that has a manager who has added something to make the eating house become more interesting. He has added to the computer menu by including the Cuban food that is popular in Tampa. I'm adding this to our stigma across the country, adding ethnic carte selection for the restaurant patrons to enjoy,"I say to them.

Mom stands up again to accost the board,"I would like to offer a suggestion to the board. We need to slay the caps on Jill's and David's bonus social organisation. Let me bid for a vote, all those in favor say aye,"Mom says. Since she is the gravid stockholder and along with our blood, she now has more than 53 % useable to her, including what we bought this daybreak."gesture stands and is passed,"Mom tells the circuit card. Elizabeth is now madder than before. She reels backward realizing that she is powerless to master Mom's proposals.

"Elizabeth II, this one is for you, I nominate that Elizabeth I Polly Nestor be let go from the board of directors and that all display board members not be allowed to maintain a berth longer than 20 eld. Also, that to receive any recompense for being a card member, you must attend all 4 board meetings otherwise you receive less money from your appointment to the board. In plus, I nominate St. David Greene as CEO of Jaxson Inc. and will now induce a contract for not 5 old age but 10 old age, along with his married woman our managing director of Financial Affairs,"Mom nominates.

"All those in party favor, say AYE, Good, motility passed,"Mom says to the board.

"Um, Elizabeth, did you just realize that you just got fired from the board ?"I say to her.

"No, delay. You can't do that ?"She says.

"Oh, but we can. Mrs Jaxson has total control of the voting percentage of the caudex,"I lean in and kiss her on the cheek. The security department comes and escorts Elizabeth I out of the board way. The five of us just wave sayonara to her, she is fuming and not happy at all. I'm grinning, Jill's smile, Mom's grinning, and of course toilet and Dakota are smiling.

We get up and head out of the board room, saying our auf wiedersehen to the gameboard members.

As we head into the hallway, I see our booster from Jim Cramer's appearance on the phone talking a knot a minute of arc. We thank everyone and head to the limousine. Our luggage is already in the limo as the Plaza held it for us and then loaded it into the limo for us.

"Um, Mom, who paid for the mall ?"I asked her even though I knew she did.

Mom remained silent."David, I want to sell my home in the Lionel Hampton. I understand from my realtor friend that that chore kid wants my house and is offering 11 million for it, which I think I'll payoff,"Mom tells me. I just open her a hug.

"Do you need any help packing material ?"I ask.

"No, not really. I think I'll probably keep about a room full of stuff and deal the quietus. Too many bad memories,"Mom tells me.

"OK, you decide, it's your domicile,"I tell her.

The limo stops in front end of Mom's jet. We all get out and post our own luggage on to the jet. The copilot takes the luggage and stows it away. We all take a seat. The aeroplane heads down the rail and into the air to direct back home.

CHAPTER 4

The four-hour flight of stairs was uneventful. We were all wired from Polly being escorted out of the boardroom.

I received a text from Roger.

piece permits were approved. I overnighted them to your dwelling. I saw the Jim Cramer show, congrats on your cut-rate sale of the knight tracks. 2 billion for all the cartroad is an awful issue. sing to you soon, Roger.

I suggest to the playgroup that we should go out for dinner tonight to celebrate. I ask St. John the Apostle how our stock is doing."Up, way, way up,"he tells me.

"How far up is way, way up ?"I ask.

"It's up $ 21.75, and there is still a twosome of hours of New York Stock Exchange time available,"John tells me. I was gladiolus to see trick staying abreast of our stock.

"Anyone up for a dinner out tonight ?"I ask. Dakota moves over next to me and suggests Longhorn Steakhouse. I love the idea and have John and Dakota tell everyone that I want to assume everyone out to dinner, including Bobby, Sammy, the CG male child, and Fred. I get a couple of textual matter subject matter saying that Longhorn sounds delicious. I ask that everyone is contacted.

Jill, John, and Dakota are texting everyone. So far no one has declined the invite.

I ask everyone in the aeroplane,"Should we call for Elizabeth ?"I say laughing out flashy. John also laughs and asks me,"Why did you keep calling her Elizabeth ?"

"For two reasons, one I knew it pissed her off and two it made her look silly using a name because you don't like your god given name,"I tell him. He ponders what I have just told him for a moment then adds,"Should I text her and invite her to our celebratory dinner party ?"John asks smiling the unhurt time.

I just stir my head no, no want to poke the bear any tenacious, we won and we don't need to be bad summercater with our win.

I ask Jill if we should block off and purchase some hit man since we now had carry-permits. She thought that it would be a sound thought. She began texting Fred to let him sleep together that we are all going to Longhorn, but that we wanted to stop and strike reward of our carry permits and leverage a couple of gas pedal. He texted back that he will have a stretchability limousine at the airdrome shortly when we arrive.

Mom looks exhausted. I have her sit down next to me. I begin to rub her feet. She tilts her pass back and just let me shit her feel better by rubbing her substructure. I hear some mild moaning as I reach the arches.

It 's not foresightful before I hear the landing place gear lock into spot, and we begin our blood line into LAX. As we touch down on the runway, Dakota is squeezing my hand. She still doesn't like this voice of the trip.

I lean over and kiss her. I lean the early way and kiss Mom. As the jet comes to a stop, I see out the windowpane that Fred is waiting with the trunk overt and the back threshold open. The co-pilot begins bringing down the luggage to the foot of the step. Fred picks them up and puts them into the torso. The three ladies seem all wiped out. I pull Fred aside and ask if we could stop at a gun workshop. He hands me a FedEx gasbag that has our gun carry permits inside of the envelope.

I open the gasbag and paw Dakota, John, and Jill their carry licence. Dakota really seems excited. I text Jennifer and Paula that I had their carry permits. I also texted Marcus that I had his convey permit. He texted back that he was excited that they came so soon. I asked Fred to give us the address for the gun shop he was taking up to. I texted it to Jennifer, Paula, and Marcus. All of whom said they would meet us there. I guessed that Jennifer was still driving everyone in her new Impala.

When Fred pulled into the gun shop class parking lot, he tried to park away from the front door, but alas he ended up in a corner of the parking lot.

Before we got out of the limo, Jennifer's new green Aepyceros melampus entered the parking lot. It was decent to see her still smiling over her new car.

We all got out of our several fomite and went inside. We were met by a large man who probably tilted the plate in the 375 to 400-pound range. We all showed him our carry permits. He told us to look around and he would do any questions we might have.

I selected the same model that I took the gun category with, a Smith & Wesson 9mm. toilet also selected a alike modeling for himself. Dakota, with the minor hands, chose a small 9 mm that only held 12 in the magazine. The guns that john and I selected held 17 in the magazine.

Marcus chose a Glock 9 mm. Jennifer and Paula also selected a Glock each. Only Mom chose not to have a piece, but then again there was no expect licence for her in the envelope.

I asked if we could have three boxes of ammo and a holster for each gun. He gladly offered us shoulder holsters, waist holsters, and even ankle holsters. We all chose a shank holster, but John also selected a berm holster. Jill didn't want a holster, she only wanted it to be stored safely in her purse. Dakota, Jennifer, and Paula all followed suit. The gun shop class man also threw in trigger lock to hold anyone from using our guns when we weren't using them, for representative in the Chateau when we are entertaining. I knew we were going to have a gun safety, but when will the locksmith guy get to installing that ?

I paid for all the weapons on my embodied recognition card. The heavyset man who sold us all our guns smiled when he saw the sum. We all walked out of the gun shop with our leverage and with the holsters and with some ammunition. In the limousine, John, Jill, Dakota and myself all loaded our magazine.

I assumed that the ladies in the greenish Impala were doing the same thing. Fred took us to Longhorn where Bobby, Sammy, and Diane along with Donna were waiting for us to get. For whatever reason, the CG boys did not connect us for dinner. BJ and Danni did come a few minutes later in Danni's car.

Dakota leaned over to me and said,"Down daddy, you'll get your shooting soon enough,"she said smiling at me.

John announced that the market had closed about an time of day ago, part of Jaxson Inc. stock ended up going up a record $ 37.50 per portion, the not bad one day addition in Jaxson Inc account. I did the math quick for Dakota, 10,000 portion up by $ 37.50 per share equal Dakota's line of descent increasing by $ 375,000. Dakota kissed me and headed into the restaurant. I noticed three Hispanic spring chicken just kind of hanging around outside the main door.

John, Marcus and I walked in good order by them into the eating place. Fred parked the limo and joined us inside.

The hostess took us to our mesa, where the ladies were already laughing and having a good clip. I looked around and didn't see Amy.

"Did anyone remember to pay for Amy ?"I asked.

Silence.

I just shook my head. John was already texting Amy telling her to get her cunning ass over to longhorn's Steakhouse because Daddy wants to see her. She texted back that she would be here shortly.

I smiled earshot that she was on way. Dakota had told her to drive her BMW. A few hour later, Amy walked into the eatery. She laughed when she saw John doing his outflank ‘ Polly gets the boot ’. Mom was laughing so gruelling, I thought she was going to snort her drink out through her olfactory organ from John's antics.

I ordered another round of appetizers and of course, I kept the cheesy peewee when two of them came to the mesa. I wasn't about to let one of then go to John and get eaten like a white ant grub wood.

Amy came over to me and kissed me."Thank you, Daddy, I thought that I had done something wrong to not be invited to dinner,"Amy tells me. I just hug her and snog her.

"You should do it by now that I invite everyone, if you didn't get an invite, then just text Dakota, she knows, she always knows,"I say to Amy.

Amy plunks herself down between Dakota and Jill with everyone just enjoying each other's party. As the main track arrived, our boy trick once again showed signs of maturity again taking aid that Diane had everything she needed. Diane had decided to splurge and order a fully loaded baked potato. John didn't think there was plenty butter or sour cream and asked for more for Diane. The host brought more quickly. Diane just smiled and rubbed his thigh.

Again, it seemed obvious to me that Dakota was really showing some size to her belly. I hadn't announced it yet, so I decided that now was as undecomposed a metre as any.

"Hey, everyone may I have your aid please,"I ask of the tabular array. I leaned in and kissed Jill, she knew what I was about to distinguish everyone.

"Jill and I would like to announce that we're expecting !"I say to the entire group.

Everyone starts hugging Jill. Dakota hugs me as well. Bobby and Sammy begin chatting about some different cookery to conciliate now three ma'am who are pregnant.

Mom is chatting with Jill, Diane, and Dakota telling all three of them how she wished that she and Bob found the time to suffer tike, but alas, Bob was a workaholic and it never seemed to be the powerful time to have youngster. She was looking forward to being ‘ Grandma ’. I just smiled, the day had gone extremely well. Polly was no longer on the board of manager, Mom now controlled the majority of the stock and liked where Jill and I were taking the company.

Kim and Kay sat at the opposite end of the table chatting quietly to themselves. I got up and walked around the table. I took a chairperson from a board behind them and pulled it up between them asking,"peeress, are you having a unspoiled prison term ? It seemed the other Nox that you and the porn twins were having a good word, anything I should be intimate about ?"I asked.

"No, zippo now. We chatted with your noblewoman Allison, she's really nice. She tried her respectable to dissuade us from making another porno. We're considering what she said to us but knowing that you approve of Allison goes a long way with us,"Kay tells me.

"Um, did you tell your Uncle yet about what you two are thinking about ?"I asked.

"Oh, of course, he says that since we are adults, we get to shit our own conclusion on what to do with our organic structure. However, Allison keeps telling us that a smut career can take a turn for the worse if one isn't careful,"Kim says.

"She's rightfield. The porno twins and Belinda have all told me that they want out of the smut manufacture, which is why they are getting split so cheaply for my pool menage. I want them to be successful at leaving the manufacture, if that's what they really want to do,"I say to them.

"Yeah, but porn for twins pays really well,"Kim follows up.

"I'm sure enough it does, but do I not pay the both of you enough ?"I ask.

"No, you pay us just fine. We're just exploring all our options. You can't be Daddy forever,"Kay says.

I guess my aspect showed my disappointment as they changed the conversation to a different topic. I kissed each madam and headed back to my seat.

As we finished up with dinner, I asked for the bill. The server brought the circular over and I used my Jaxson Inc. corporate lineup. Mom kissed me on the impudence and thanked Jill and I for a delightful day.

We all gathered our matter and headed towards the front end door.

CHAPTER 5

At get-go, four of our Lady walked outside. John, Fred, Marcus, and I followed here and now later.

When we stepped outside, the three Hispanic youths that we saw when we entered were now holding ordnance on us. Gospel According to John and Fred both reached for their own guns. They three youthfulness warned them not to ‘ try it ’.

I stepped forward looking at whom I thought to be the leader of the three.

"Hey Guy, there's no indigence to force your guns out at a syndicate eating house like this one,"I say.

"give us all your money, Cabrone,"the leader says to me.

John is cook to take them on, but I ask him to second down a niggling.

"Guys, do you all go to a casino to play poker ?"I ask.

"Yes, we go to the one at Hollywood parking area. They have our favorite biz, Texas Hold'em"their leader says.

"So right now, you are holding a pair jacks in your hand. The river turns up another Jack, so now you have three Jacks,"I say to him.

"Huh ? What are you talking about ? have us your money or we will shoot you,"the leader says.

"Shoot me ? You don't even realize that there are two world-beater on the board, but you're only worried about that jackass because it makes your hired hand better,"I say.

The leader is really confuse as to why I'm talking about wit when they are holding guns on us.

"You decide to go ‘ all in'and bet all that you have, much like right now. You're betting your entire futurity for what a few measly dollars ? Not a smart play gentleman's gentleman,"I look right into the eye of the leader.

"spring us your money, whiteness boy,"the endorsement one says to me.

"So, you're holding a pair of Jacks plus one on the river giving you three diddley, much like you three betting your life history for a couple of sawhorse,"I say.

"I decide to go all in as well, but you're going to lose and you don't even hump why,"I tell them.

"Give us your money, this is your last warning,"the third one says.

"I turn over my pair of carte to show you that I have a duet of Queens and putting them with the pair on the table throw me four world-beater, and everyone knows that four Queens ALWAYS beats three diddly-squat,"I say smiling.

Just as I say that Dakota pulls the chute on her gun back to indicate a gun is behind our three youths. The drawing card turns around to see Dakota, Jill, Jennifer, and Sharon all holding cocked gun for hire at the three youths. The leader says something in Spanish to the other guys. They all lay their throttle on the ground and put their hands in the air.

Only about 30 seconds later, Police showed up and arrested our Hispanic youths. I was so proud of the gentlewoman. They used their firearms wisely and were not afraid one bit. It turns out that Kim and Kay had gotten to the room access behind us and saw the three bozo with the guns. They went to the air hostess stand and dialed 911 giving the hand brake hustler the address for the armed robbery.

I hugged each lady. John checked for Diane to make certainly she was safe. I went over to Dakota and Jill and teasingly scolded them."Couldn't postponement to use your guns eh ?"I said smiling. The four girls all kissed me, all though Sharon did thrust my ass during her kiss.

"Let's go base, it's very much safer there and we can all get naked,"I say to everyone.

We all get into a car or limo and point home.

On the way, Dakota takes charge and unzips me, fishes out my tool and puts it in her mouth. She's licking the underside, getting my pecker all wet and hard from her wonderful oral acquirement. Jill moves over to the seat next to me in the limo. She places a hired hand on the book binding of Dakota's psyche pushing her towards my pelvis. Dakota is now gagging a bit as my cock read/write head is touching her uvula. fortune of spittle was escaping her cute little mouth. I just sat back and enjoyed the ride.

Mom slid the secrecy screen down a bit and asked Fred if he was up to spending the night, which he gracefully accepted.

I texted Paula that Fred was going to spend the night and thus won't be bringing the limousine back to the cleanup position area tonight. She texted back that she was already at the Chateau, but she would let the overnight manager know the place with the limo.

As I was getting close to cumming, I let Dakota know. She, as usual, just kept on licking and sucking my manhood.

"damn Dakota, you are so getting estimable at this,"I say as I shoot all my ejaculate into her accepting mouth. I hear her swallow up three times letting none of it escape. I kiss her, tasting myself on her tongue. She hugs me difficult and leans her point on my shoulder joint purring in my ear.

When you are distracted by a beautiful cleaning lady sucking on your cock the drive fourth dimension to get plate passes quite quickly.

As Fred pulls into the court, I announce that we are home. Fred holds the door open up and the trunk popped. Each of us reaches into the trunk and grab our own baggage. However, Fred won't let Mom take her own luggage, instead, he offers to sway it into the home for her. I just smile, it's squeamish to see Mom happy.

I hear the garage threshold opened. I suspect that Dakota's BMW is being put away. Jill and I get to our bedroom and just dump the dress into the hamper. I put my suitcase in the closet and am happy that we are home. I shed my clothes and head in to claim a exhibitioner. Again, I'm happy that this shower has flash hot body of water. I shower, I shampoo and just as I was about to exit the shower, Amy stepped in.

She came over to me and began to stroke my peter."Daddy, I know that you were gone just two Clarence Day, but I missed you so much,"she said to me looking into my eyes.

I hug her and snog her. I feel her tender small hands stroking my hard pecker. I lift her up by her waist, she wraps her legs around me. I step forward pushing her back against the wall of the shower. I lower her down slowly. Her dessert satiny pussy slide down onto my cock. We begin to thrust in unison. It doesn't acquire very long before Amy is cumming hard,"OH GAWD DADDY, YOU look SO FUCKING WONDERFUL INSIDE OF MY LITTLE PUSSY,"she says as the outset coming gyre through her body.

I keep thrusting into her and she keeps cumming,"OH GAWD DADDY, I FEEL YOU SO trench IN ME. YOU shuffling ME CUM SO HARD, SO HARD,"she says as another sexual climax rolls through her body.

As that wonderful familiar twinge made its appearance in my organic structure, Amy came one to a greater extent prison term,"OH GAWD papa, I LOVE YOU SO much !"She says to me as I begin to shoot into her sugariness crocked little pussy.

"OH, FUCK ME AMY, YOU flavour SO GAWD DAMN WONDERFUL,"I say to her. I shoot all I have into her. We look into each other's oculus and embrace again. She begins to osculate me, and I respond kissing her as well.

As we both settle down, we step out and dry each former off. Once we are all dry, she walks naked into my bedroom. I put on a couplet of trunks and a ovalbumin tee shirt and header out to the hallway. Amy takes my manus and leads me to the kitchen. I see Sammy and Bobby working diligently.

Bobby is making a dish called ‘ banger and Mashed ’. I had to ask what it was. He explained that it is a sausage with a thick mashed potato and a disconsolate brown boom. He told us that he was introduced to it in England. Sammy had some delightful unfermented tuna appetizers on some Ritz cracker bonbon ready for us to eat.

I sat at the header of the new dining elbow room table. I see Fred and Mom holding hands. Fred is making her a plate of food which he carries over to the dining elbow room mesa. I think to myself how becoming the Chauffeur really changed my lifespan for the better.

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