The Chauffeur ( # 40 ) The head trip

By : PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

When the warning device went off, I dragged my pall ass out of bed. Ronda was still sleeping peacefully all curled up into me. I gently shook her awake. I tried to get up out of the bed without disturbing Jill.

Once I was out of the bed, I headed to the bathroom to do my sunrise tariff, shave, and cascade. Once I finished shaving, I got into the shower. I felt the rush of cold air as the cascade door opened behind me. Instantly I knew that it was Ronda. I pushed her towards the shower piddle causing her to make a sigh as the hot water cascaded over her beautiful body.

I soaped her up and rinsed her off. She did the same for me. It was very unmanageable to not cause sex with her. She's beautiful, she's volition, and she's correct there in front of me. However, we didn't have the time to toy around.

She shampooed my hair and I did hers. Once the water was turned off, we stepped into the aplomb air of the bathroom to dry off. I went into the sleeping accommodation to see my gorgeous wife still sleeping. I wasn't sure when she came to bed, but it couldn't have been too long ago.

I put my cobalt blue long sleeve shirt on with a black tie. Once I was dressed, I carried my luggage stopping at the dressing table to collect my phone off the battery charger, my notecase, and my keys.

Ronda sat at Jill's makeup shelve putting makeup on. She stopped with the makeup and went into the toilet to dry her tomentum. I knew that it would take a few minutes, so I took my luggage out to the front door.

I set it down next to Ronda's luggage. Dakota came out wheeling hers behind her. Jennifer was already sitting at the kitchen tabular array and her luggage was adjacent to the dining room board. I grabbed it and wheeled it to the front door.

Neither Bobby nor Sammy were up yet, as 3 am was way before they usually get up. I decided on another bowl of cereal.

As I finished my cereal, Ronda came around the turning point and shocked me. She looked stunning for 3 am. Her haircloth was perfect and her makeup too. She had a conservativist wearing apparel that stopped mid-thigh with a beautiful pair of shiny blackness heels. She came over to me and kissed me, wiping the milk mustache off my upper lip, giggling the unscathed time.

Dakota indicated that the limo had arrived. We all got our luggage and headed out to the car. The driver took our baggage and put them in the proboscis. The back door was already subject waiting for us. Dakota got in, Ronda got in, and Jennifer got in leaving me for last. It felt Weird not having St. John the Apostle with us. He's been my sidekick for several month now and him not being here just felt…well, weird.

I asked the device driver if he knew where we were going, he assured me that he did. I texted Paula a thank you for sending a much better driver than last time.

Oddly, the streets were quiet as we buzzed along towards the secret role of the aerodrome. When we arrived, the chauffeur pulled right up close to our jet. We all got out and the chauffeur unloaded our luggage. The co-pilot came down the stride picking up the luggage and carrying it into the plane. I pulled out three $ 100 bills, folded them over and handed them to the chauffeur. He thanked me, put them in his pocket and left.

Ronda had taken a positioning right next to me with my Dakota on the former side. Jennifer kicked back on the love seat and draped her legs over the arm putting her earbuds in and putting on a motion picture. She chose to watch the Tom Cruise movie"Far and Away ”. I thought about how that was a nice choice since it's a nice long film with a run-time of 2 ½ hours.

I felt Ronda snuggle up to me, laying her headland on my articulatio humeri. Occasionally Jennifer would await over at me and just grinning. I winked back at her causing her to smile even larger.

The flight of steps was uneventful, however, when we got off the jet in Tampa, my telephone lit up. It was Jill asking if I knew where Ronda had gone off to. I chastise myself for not reminding Jill that Ronda was going on the trip with us. I called Jill and assured her that Ronda was on the jet and asked if she wanted to speak to her. Jill declined as she was just worried that when she came to bed, Ronda was snuggled up with me but when she woke up, Ronda wasn't anywhere to be found. We said our ‘ I love you'and hung up.

Since it was just barely 9 am, I suggested we hit a buffet car before we go to the eating place to gossip my preferent director to purport the project, I would like him to oversee.

Jennifer chose Village Inn to eat at since many of them had gone to 24 hours. The three of us shrugged our articulatio humeri and the limo driver took us to the cheeseparing village Inn. When we arrived, we asked if he would care to join us, but he declined to say that he had just eaten before he came to clean us up.

I was surprised at how fussy the restaurant was, yes it was just a few bit after 9 am but the lieu was jumping for a Tuesday. In my head, I thought about how to make our restaurant group have whole that had big sales on off days, like a Tues. Maybe the response lies with the manager I liked here in Tampa.

It's often unmanageable traveling with such gorgeous cleaning woman. There are looks from all the men, but even more so the comment from the wives or girlfriends that were just forte enough to be annoying. Thankfully, at this V.I. there were mint of retired senior. The women talk loudly, because, their married man can't hear that well. Funny thing, the retired community don't seem to be envious of the spouse enjoying the eye-candy. Guess after so many yr of being together a partner is not threatened by looking. My grandmother used to tell me that even if you have the ‘ Anglesey Lisa'in your menage, you still look at early art, you just don't hint. sound advice I always thought.

We sat there eating and enjoying each other's caller. A gentleman, probably about 70, came over and asked if I was David Greene. I assured him that I was indeed that guy. He shook my hand and laughed at how courteous I travel. The peeress all giggled but I wasn't sure that he could hear them as I saw hearing aids in both ear. He asked me for an autograph, which surprised me. The gentleman had a thin Sharpie marking and had heisted a paper carryout bill of fare. Instead of just my key signature, I put a small bank note. It read"To my acquaintance Albert, it was very nice to meet you. David Greene, CEO Jaxson, Inc."

When I handed it back to the gentleman's gentleman, he thanked me. Now, many to a greater extent eyes were on us. The waitress came over and joked that we must be somebody notable if Albert knew who we were. She laughed at her own joke and asked for our breakfast lodge.

Dakota, Ronda, and I all ordered a breakfast. Jennifer was the wildcard of the cluster ; she ordered a BLT on gabardine toast with surplus mayo and a enceinte shabu of white milk.

"Anything you'd like to tell us, Jen ?"I asked smiling at her. This made the Dakota and Ronda twist and aspect at Jennifer.

"No, you silly citizenry, I'm just hungry. I didn't get a bowl of food grain, just a cup of coffee before we left the house,"she said to the table.

All our meals arrived quickly. I thought about how nice a restaurant can be when it is functioning properly. Clearly, this eating house was properly staffed and running like a well-oiled machine.

We ate. We laughed. We even had a overnice duad stop and ask if they could take a motion picture of them and me. I stood with them for a brace of minutes, but unfortunately, technology was not their unattackable suit. Dakota once again stepped in and saved things. She asked for their prison cell sound and took three exposure of me standing with the couple. Just to be cute, I reached over to another mesa and grabbed a menu holding it in movement of me. The couple thanked me and off they went, the husband with a cane, the peeress with a walker.

I thought about a business enterprise that Bob Jaxson had mentioned in his diary, a medical equipment place. His decimal point was that people will not stop needing medical examination equipment, but he thought about the retail end of it. I watched as the senior couple slowly made their way to their car. He held the door assailable and it took her several minutes to get in the front can. Once she was in and her seat belt fastened, he folded up the aluminum walker and put it in the back seat. I was truly amazed at how roll in the hay and caring he was to his married woman. However, I came back to my senses when he backed the car out without looking and smashed it into another fomite that was coming down the aisle.

None of the ladies jumped up hearing the crash of the two vehicles colliding. Many of the restaurant patron ran outside to hold on the occupants. The hostess pulled out her own cell phone and dialed up 911. She explained quickly what had happened.

I asked the ladies at the table with me,"Isn't anyone going to run out there to help the mass ?"

Only Ronda replied,"Why should we ? There must be 25 mass buzzing around the two cars. I'm certainly medical and police force assistance will be along shortly,"smiling at me as she said this.

Almost on cue, the nearby paramedics arrived as did two of the local sheriff's surrogate. Now it was a whole output outside. Dakota was the first to note that our limo was stuck behind the emergency vehicles. She dialed the party up and let them have intercourse our limo was stuck and for them to pass out to their device driver letting him know that we see he is boxed in with the other vehicles. They assured her that they would call him.

Since we were not going anywhere quickly, I ordered pie for all four of us. Of trend, the lady all tried to politely decline, but not my Dakota she decided she wanted two slices of pie. She chose one cherry red and one Daniel Chester French silk. I leaned over to Ronda and asked,"Are you ready for that ? The intellectual nourishment cravings and the such ?"I said smiling before I kissed her on the cheek.

"Oh yes, funnyman. I'm ready for all of it,"she said before she kissed me back, punishing and passionately.

It took the waitress only a few seconds to clear the empty breakfast plates away. She had plenteousness of time to conduct care of us as nearly 75 % of the eatery patrons were outside watching the goings-on. An ambulance arrived taking the passenger of the minute car away on a stretcher. The police were talking to the retired couple. I'm not trusted if they were stunned or just couldn't hear the officer as he looked like he was getting frustrated with them as he kept having to repeat himself. We all heard the officer from inside saying,"No sir, I'm asking you what happened."

The three ladies all smiled and even giggled a bit. Me, I just felt a bit sorry for the honest-to-goodness twosome. Here he was civilised and asked for a photo, that Dakota had to take for him. He lovingly put his wife of many year into the car. He carefully folded up her Al Alice Walker and then promptly got in the car and never looked before he backed up. Clearly, the three gentlewoman didn't see what I saw. The valet was the sole mean value of taking care of his married woman. If he loses his license, then what happens to them ?

The whole incident was cleaned up in to a lesser extent than 90 minutes from the occurrence of the crash. As supporter were filing back into the eating house, all the waitresses came around asking if the common cold drinkable needed to be refreshed. Most people declined but a few were a bit unmannerly about it as if the waitress caused the car crash just to wee their succus warm. I shook my head as we left the restaurant remembering why I was so happy to be out of the daily grind of the restaurant world.

When we reached the limo, the driver pulled me aside and let me recognize that the limo company was not charging us for the nearly two 60 minutes that kept the car boxed in. I thanked him and asked for his board. He didn't have any as this limo armed service doesn't want hoi polloi to 1 out specific number one wood as the direction felt it screws up the scheduling. I handed him one of my business cards and told him that my company owned three limo companies, two in LA and one in Lope Felix de Vega Carpio. His eye seemed to unhorse up when I mentioned Lope de Vega. He told me that his sister lives in Vegas and has been wanting him to move there. I asked why she would need him there. He replied,"She needs supporter raising her 8 youngster. The husband passed away in a twist accident and while the insurance policy made her financially speech sound, she still needed assistant with the children.

"shout my office in LA and ask for Paula. She runs the limo caller for me. enjoin her that I sent you and you are interested in Las Lope Felix de Vega Carpio. She'll be happy you called,"I told him. He smiled and put my add-in inside his coat.

Once we were all inside our driver headed towards the restaurant of my preferent manager. I noticed a little footling flyer that was almost hidden in a pocket. I pulled it out and read it. The flyer said,"Experience Christmas Day in high fashion. Christmas light tours one categorical fee. cry for foster details."

I put the privacy window down and asked the chauffeur about the flyer. He told me that after Thanksgiving the line of work slows down dramatically. The owners didn't want to turn a loss any of the device driver, so they came up with this programme to keep the driver working and yet pass water the whole thing family friendly. He said that the maiden two twelvemonth they did this it really didn't work very well. However, once they put these flyers almost hidden in the vertebral column of the limo, people thought they had found something like a coupon and the business quadrupled the following vacation season.

He went on to enjoin us that they want to make the completely affair delightful and bring repeat business concern. The possessor now take multiple helicopter flights around the area to find the well-decorated homes. He went on to tell us that they also give a 10 % discount rate to a customer who refers another client. He finished telling us that so far this time of year they are up another 20 % versus the same clock time last year. I thanked him for the information, yet it had me thinking.

What could we add other than the armed driver program ? Do our three car services experience the same slowdown during the holiday time of year ? What about wine-colored tours, since we are in California ? How about trips to vacuum-clean Dam or to the north to visit an Native American reservation ? Are there other times that are notoriously slow in the car service business organization ? I texted Paula about the chauffeur that might require to move to Vegas. I also texted that she and I need a sit-down to discuss byplay opportunities.

While we were driving to the restaurant, I called up my link at BF Goodrich to tally on the tire order.

"hi Mr. Greene, what can I do for you today ?"He asked.

"I'm just calling to train on how a good deal of the tire order has left already,"

"About 65 %. We can't completely empty the warehouses, so they are working feverishly to complete the order,"he tells me.

"That's peachy news program. We have a orotund waiting list and want to carry through the needs of the customer as soon as possible,"I tell him.

"I know. I've heard some grumblings from some of your competitors who also purchase from us,"he tells me. This makes me smile knowing that we are impacting our competition.

"That's good intelligence. Send the rest of the order when you have them. Oh, and I'll have several Sir Thomas More trailers of tires to be recapped. Is your plant ready ?"I ask.

"YES SIR !"he couldn't have said that without any more positive emotion.

I thank him and end the call.

As we pull into the restaurant parking lot, I see three beautiful cleaning woman's faces get all squished up. They clearly think that the appearance of this whole is in horrible SHAPE. The chauffeur green and opens the door for us. We all get out, however, Ronda clutching my cubitus as we head inside.

I ask for the manager, telling the hostess who I am and that I'm expected. She hands me an gasbag with a missive inside. It read"Mr. Greene, I am very honor that you want to put me in charge of your project. However, I respectfully decline. There are a couple of grounds for me to not take your position. First, I love what I do. I love the daily interaction with my client. I love seeing their families grow and watching the children become teens then Whitney Young adult and finally parents of their own. moment, my own family is here in Ybor urban center. Moving away or being on the road isn't something that I want. prison term with my family is precious and the little bit I have I cherish. Third, and finally, I want to recommend my assistant Raul Fernandez. He speaks three linguistic process fluently. He is single. He knows all my mystery and he helped form many of our successes that you see here. I give him my personal stamp of approving if that carries any weight with you at all. I apologize for not being there and leaving you this missive, however, my Grandmother is in Tampa General Hospital and I feel that I should be there. Thank you for the pass, it means a lot to me, gaze Luis Garcia"

I ask the hostess,"Is Raul Fernandez here ?"

"Yes sir, he's in the kitchen helping out to get gear up for the lunch crowd Let me get him for you,"she says smiling and swinging her precious ass as she walked towards the kitchen doors.

Jennifer leaned in and whispers in my ear,"Kind of has a swing music like Dakota, huh ?"

I just smile and don't reply, but in my headland, she has a skillful eye. This nice untested lady could snuff it for a Hispanic adaptation of Dakota.

"how-do-you-do Mr. Henry Graham Greene, I apologize for my show, but our kitchen is a bit behind in prepping for lunch and I don't want our customer to suffer,"he says to me.

"Can we sit for a few transactions and speak ?"

"Of trend, let 's take the mesa right field over here. DOE any of your company want food or something to tope ?"He asks as we walk to a table in the box of the dining room.

Ronda does ask Mr. Fernandez for a coffee. She was completely storm when the hostess arrived with a Cuban chocolate, something that she had never had.

"Mr. Fernandez, I have a letter here from your foreman. But before we discuss it how is his grandma doing ?"I ask.

"She's got heart disease. She's 88 and has had a recollective sound liveliness, but now it is a struggle every day for her,"he tells me.

"Please tell your boss that she's in my prayers,"I say to him.

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, please scream me Raul. Mr. Fernandez just sounds too formal,"he tells me making me like him more.

"OK, Raul. I'm David. I have the Sami outlook on life as I don't like people that I trust to promise me Mr. Henry Graham Greene,"I tell him as I begin.

I continue by saying,"Raul, your boss gives you high praise. He tells me that you speak three spoken communication and you are a heavy office of the success of this restaurant."

"well, that's really nice of him, but truth be told, he is THE driving force here,"Raul tells me.

"Raul, let me put all my add-in on the table. What I am looking for is someone to travel to particular restaurants and teach the managers and the district manager to do what you have done here. maintain the primary menu, but add local cuisine to heighten the client's experience,"I tell him. I see him nodding his head.

"If I may ask, how much traveling would I be doing and is this all US-based or would I be traveling outside the area ?"He asks.

"goodness inquiry. I would suspect that you would jaunt about every 10 days or so. I wouldn't want you to spend More than two weeks at any one spot. secondly, this would be a US-based position."I tell him.

"Does it pay well ? I mean I make really good money here at $ 35,000 a year, the most I've ever made in the restaurant business,"he tells me. I see Dakota trying not to smile. She looks away towards the hostess.

"WOW, $ 35,000 ?"I say in a dangerous manner.

"Well, let me talk about my offer with you first. My offer will contain a corporate credit card to address your company disbursement such as renting a car. It comes with the common bore welfare such as medical, dental, vision/hearing, bookman loan assistance, and you will travel via low course in every flight you take for us."I pause for effect before I tell him the pay that I'm thinking.

"So far that all sounds nice, but I have to pay broadside,"he tells me. I know that I have him at this point.

I wait for him to take a sip of his Cuban coffee before I say,"I was thinking about $ 75,000 a year and we can discuss a fillip design after the first of the year,"He nearly drops his coffee causing the lady to giggle a bit.

He sits there staring at me as if he was looking to see if I was pulling his leg or that I'm serious.

"While you're thinking about that offer, how goes the motility of the eatery ?"I ask.

"wellspring, not honest. The first two alternative have been taken already. We don't like another topographic point anywhere near as much as choices one and two,"Raul tells me.

"Jennifer, did you know about this ?"I ask.

"No party boss, I didn't. I will get back in touch and work with them to line up and secure a unlike location,"she says to me obviously a bit embarrassed.

"Raul, what would you think about building a new version of this place, not take some other place and just fix it work. design a new restaurant, accomplished with a larger and more engineer kitchen. Do you think your honcho would match to that ?"I ask him already knowing the answer.

"Yes, and Yes,"he says to me.

"Yes, you think your foreman would like to project and build a new version of this spot and Yes, you will bear my whirl ?"I say.

I reach my hand out and we shake on the deal. He wants us to stick for lunch since they open their threshold in 5 minutes. I politely declined telling him that we are heading to Atlanta next. He begins to tell me the secrets about Tampa International Airport and how well-fixed it is to navigate the main terminal. I let him cognise that I fly in the incarnate jet, but I would care to bring in him and his now former knob out to the Chateau one weekend. He accepts and we say our goodbyes. As we are leaving the eating place, I hear a prominent and garish ‘ WHOOPEE'coming from him in the kitchen. It makes me smiling as we get into the limo.

I tell our chauffeur that it's back to the airport to the jet. As we travel towards the aerodrome, both Dakota and Jennifer are on the phone. Ronda just laid her head on my shoulder again.

Dakota was calling the pilot light to let him make out we were on the way to the jet to head to Atlanta.

Jennifer was on the phone with Diane. She was asking for all the e-mail to be pulled for this Tampa eating house localisation and any other correspondence regarding the new situation.

Traffic was much busier from our trip this first light from Village Inn. We didn't move very well as we just seemed to hit red light after red light.

While we were sitting at a red Light Within, I called captain Perez.

"This is Perez,"I get when he answers the phone.

"Hey maitre d'hotel, it's St. David Greene,"

"Yes, sir. What do I owe for this birdsong ?"

"I wanted to let you have intercourse that I will be in DC tomorrow, we'll fly in tonight. I thought maybe we could get together for that beer and cigar that you suggested,"when the words cigar left my mouth all three ladies pinched their noses and shook their chief no. I just laughed under my breath.

"Would you be unfold to meeting for dinner and then heading over to a skillful cigar bar that I like ?"He asks.

"Since you're picking the cigar bar, how about dinner at Charlie Palmer's ?"I ask.

"Mr. Graham Greene, that's really expensive,"he replies.

"Well, my dainty. You've seen my theatre, I think that I can afford it,"I say laughing a bit.

"You do gain that when someone offers me a loose steak dinner it's like waving a red sheet in strawman of a bull, don't you ?"He asks me with a bit of laughter in his phonation as well.

"I'm visiting the new building and I've been trying to strive out to my Senator Kamala Harris,"I tell him.

"Oh, you'll really like Senator Townsend Harris. She's smart, she's beautiful, and she's hoodlum as nails. Did you know she was a dominion prosecuting attorney in California before she went into politics ?"he asked.

"Yes, that's why I wanted to just see her for a few minutes since I'm in town. Of course, I have to exact a look at that building that I bought and constitute musical note on how to fix the issues you pointed out,"I tell him.

"Jacques Louis David, you have my sound numeral, yell me at some head and we will discuss dinner party design. go safe to you ?"

"Sounds perfect, I'll talk to you tomorrow,"I said to him just as the limo was finally at our jet.

We all got out and I gave the driver another three $ 100 Federal Reserve note, which he took and put in his pocket. I reminded him to call Paula, which he said he would do today.

As everyone took a seat, again Ronda was sitting close to me. Dakota took up a seat on one of the reclining chairs. Jennifer was back in the same spatial relation with her legs draped over the arm of the vis-a-vis. The flying from Tampa only takes an hour so it felt nimble. As we touched down, the jet had to hold off in line as Atlanta is Delta's briny hub and thus, they rule the airport.

Although it only was about 10 minutes, it seemed as if it was an hour waiting for the larger commercial aircraft to come and go from the various gates.

Our fender was directed to one of the distant fingers as Atlanta is set up much like a comb. One main spine and several teeth that jut out. We were parked in the very close dapple available on that finger. We ended up between two Learjet. I thought that our newer Gulfstream looks much classier.

CHAPTER 3

We had to wait another 15 minute of arc as the limousine driver had upshot getting to our logic gate. I'm not sure who our pilot spoke to, but they suggested going inside the terminal and taking their ground fare. I just laughed out loud, apparently, they are not used to dealing with top end citizenry, or maybe our pilot just spoke to an idiot.

The chauffeur turned out to be a beautiful blonde lady. In my head, I was guessing about 23. Ronda whispered in my ear,"Down boy. You don't need to do any recruiting here. You have batch of bequeath pussy right here riding with you and if I get my way, riding you period,"she says smiling the all time.

Jennifer had to give the chauffeur the address of the building that we were thinking of buying. It was downtown on Peachtree Street, but as we drove towards the occupation territorial dominion it seemed as if all the streets were Peachtree something.

The tripper took nearly an hour that Dakota's GPS said should be about 35 transactions. I thought to myself how the GPS never broker in traffic nor traffic lights.

When we arrived the sizing of the building was impressive, however, the first-class honours degree thing that we all noticed was about the want of Curb appeal. No one likes to exploit in what appears to be a marked-up building. Dakota took her assistant rule book out as we got out of the limo. I handed the chauffeur three $ 100 bills and told her to find a place to parkas we had some work inside to do. I asked for her card and again, the chauffeur had no business card for us to reach her. However, she did give us her personal cell phone phone number which Dakota put into her headphone.

We began by going inside the edifice. In the lobby, we found no security safeguard, no concierge, no receptionist. The renter board had not been updated in a patch as it still listed an office for the now-defunct PanAm Airways.

All three of the ladies declared that they had to use the Lady room, which there was no signage for anywhere. Jennifer found the washroom and summoned the other two ladies. I followed figuring that the men's room must be close by, but I was wrong. It was on the opponent niche of the independent story. I only spotted it by accident as a well-dressed man came out a door wiping his hands dry with a paper towel which he threw into an overflowing waste container.

I went into the comfort station and couldn't believe the look. I thought maybe something had died in there. I peeked underneath the stalls to see if I saw any brake shoe, but there was none. I pushed each stall door open thinking that maybe someone had not flushed or that there was a stopped-up toilet. However, I couldn't find either one as I opened each stall door.

I suddenly realized what the smell was, it was sewer gas. I looked around for a floor drain which was in the last stall. I laid an unfolded paper towel over the drainpipe and saw that there was air pushing the paper towel up off the drainpipe. This told me that they have a leak somewhere that allowed air from somewhere else in the building to drift out here in the men's elbow room. I went to launder my bridge player and found there to be no soap in any of the dispensers. Now, missing soap isn't a reason not to buy the building, but it certainly is a reason to burn down the maintenance company, if there is one.

I just dried my hands using the paper towels, but there wasn't very many of them either. I went back out to the lobby orbit and waited for the ma'am. One by one they came out, each with a sour flavor on their faces.

When they all reached where I was sitting I asked,"Well, what did you dame encounter in the restroom ?"

"It's not very light. A duet of horse barn appeared as if they weren't cleaned since last week. Only a few paper towels and no soap,"Jennifer told me. The former ladies both shook their caput in agreement.

"Jen, call Diane and have her pull whatever selective information about this building and send it to my email. I would care to observe out some things that I suspect,"I ask of her. She dials up Diane as the four of us head towards the elevators.

When Jennifer hangs up, I ask,"Isn't this the one that is going for $ 27 million ?"

"Yes, and you said to call Jill and buy it. The contracts have already been signed,"Jennifer tells me.

"So, when and where do we close the lot ?"

"Let's get the information about who handles the sustenance here. Is it a third-party vender or employees of the building ?"I ask Jennifer.

"Well, we can find out right now. Their go-to person is a Lady named Sandy. Let's psyche up to their 13th floor to the offices,"she says smiling. I remember her joking before about the similarities between Sandy and Sindee.

We step onto the elevator and poke the button for the 13th floor. When the doors open, I notice there is no ding or bell or declaration that you are on the proper level. We step off and are greeted by an older lady.

"Hello, I'm looking for the go-to lady of the building named Sandy,"I tell the lady.

"I'm Sandy. Who are you ?"She says flooring me.

"I'm David Greene, the new owner of this building,"I tell her.

"Sir, not to argue, but you can't be the new owner. The new owner is named Jack Son,"She tells me.

We all just smiling. Clearly, this pitiful lady is way above her head doing multiple jobs.

Dakota hands the gentlewoman my business board. Jennifer speaks up saying,"No Ma'am, this is Jacques Louis David Graham Greene. He is the CEO of the company that just bought the construction. The society's public figure is Jaxson, Inc."

The gentlewoman ponders what Jennifer tells her."Well, I guess that could be avowedly. They don't tell me a lot here. I miss my old job being a school teacher, but now I'm too old and the nestling are too rowdy. Things have just gotten way too fast for me, but I try to keep up,"she says.

Jennifer is annoyed. I'm saddened that this prissy old lady is working the study of three or More hoi polloi instead of having just one nice well-to-do job or even being retired.

Ronda is speechless. She is clutching my arm once again, but now each time the lady speaks she squeezes my arm clearly stunned at what she's hearing.

Dakota is just apparently mad. Not at the lady, but at the corporate hooligan that have this lady working so hard for them to save a duo of bucks.

"Sandy, may we take the air around and search at the government agency here ?"I ask her.

She replies,"Sure, but I don't know what you're looking for as I'm the only one on this floor. I eat here and when I have to use the dame's elbow room, I have to lock the elevator so no one can ill-use off while I'm not at my desk,"This makes Dakota and Ronda even madder.

"Ladies let's make a base on balls around on this base and take notes,"I say trying to get Dakota away from this poor old lady before something is said. As we start to walk away Jennifer plosive and asks,"Who is the company that takes care of the can in the lobby ?"

"Oh, we don't have a troupe. I take guardianship of them before I go home,"she tells us. Now, I'm mad as well. This company has clearly taken advantage of this dame. Dakota asks,"missy Sandy, do you have Grandkids ?"

"Oh, I have 6 grandkids, 5 great-grandkids, and 2 great-great grandkids,"she tells us.

"Then how young are you ?"Dakota follows up with.

"Oh, beloved. I'm 82 years old,"she says.

I interject,"missy Sandy, who do you cover to ? Are they here in this building ?"

"Yes, sir. It is the real estate party on the 39th floor. Would you like me to name them ?"she asks.

"I would. Who would I speak to ?"I ask.

"Ahmad Marmasupial. Oh, that's not his actual name, but it's as close as I can get to the way it is supposed to be pronounced,"she tells us.

"Could you dial him up and let him know that I'm coming up to see him, right now, Please,"I tell her as Jennifer poked the elevator button.

All four of us rode the elevator up to 39. When we stepped off, the man Ahmad came out to see us.

"Hello. Sandy tells me that you wanted to speak to me. May I ask about what ?"he asks.

"Well, as the new owner of this building, why do you sustain an 82-year-old womanhood doing all the work and then having to houseclean the toilet ?"I ask in a short fashion.

"Because that's her job,"he tells me making me Sir Thomas More annoyed.

"wellspring, in effect now, she is not cleaning the bathrooms. I expect to see a new janitorial serve handling this starting tomorrow,"I tell him.

"I'm not sure what position you hold here, but we own the building,"he tells me.

"Not any longer. My society bought the whole edifice. Your company already received the money. I expect Sandy to be handling telephone calls and paperwork only. Have a nice day,"I tell him. Dakota is quite annoyed that this sweet noblewoman is being drug around without any help.

We don't even say a pleasant goodbye as we step onto the lift and hinge on it up to visit the long term renter, Carlton Fields.

When we step off the elevator, we are greeted by a receptionist. I ask to speak to the managing director of process. She dials up individual who comes to the reception sphere in just a arcminute or two.

"Hello, I'm Book of Daniel Davis. I'm the music director of Operations for Carlton Fields. How may I help you ?"

"Mr. John Davis, I'm David Greene, the CEO of Jaxson, Inc. I just wanted to break off by and let you hump that my company bought the building. We are going to be making several changes, one of them is to clean the building. I'm not felicitous with it at all and I expect my team to turn this place into a place your fellowship and your guest can revel. If you have any suggestions, here's my add-in, finger free to contact me. thank you for your time,"I say to him. We shake hands and my team gets back on the elevator.

When we get to the bottom floor, we head out to the limo. Our chauffeur pulls the limousine to the front line door.

Once we are all inside, I ask the chemical group,"Well, what did everyone think about this stead ?"

Jennifer led,"David, I'm sorry. It seemed like a dependable purchase. I guess I'll have to part visiting before we make conclusion to buy,"she says with a flavour of disappointment on her face.

Dakota speaks next,"Daddy, not much right now, but if we put a team on it, we may bear a really dainty edifice. I'm sure that the hold up company will value cleaning up the building and making it presentable. And, who thought that putting the building office on the thirteenth floor was out of their nous, plus that inadequate old dame needs some supporter and some security,"she says as I agree.

Ronda is the last one to comment,"The construction needs a cleaning bunch. They need a receptionist on the bottom flooring and there needs to be a sustenance radical to fix the many issues, like that smell in the bathrooms,"she says.

"I agree with all of you. Jennifer let's get affair going here to fix all these issues. Call Diane and let's get started,"I tell her.

The chauffeur takes us back to the corporate jet. We all get on. I give the chauffeur three $ 100 note for her hard work. She thanks us and off she goes. Once we are all situated in the plane, we taxi down the runway and heading towards DC.

Once we are in the air, Ronda asks Dakota where we are supposed to pass the night.

"I booked us in the Watergate scandal. They had cortege still available. Daddy and Ronda in one room and Jennifer and me in another room,"she tells all of us.

I see Ronda's big smile hearing that she is in my room.

"You may not get much sleep tonight lover,"Ronda says to me.

"That's alright. Maybe I'll just take a nap now,"I say smiling at her as she snuggles into me.

Dakota takes out her earbuds once again and puts on a precious movie called ‘ Larry Crowne'starring Tom Hanks and Julia Roberts. The picture show is curt, but then again so is the flight to DC.

I kick off my shoes and stretch out on the couch. Ronda lays on top of me and we drift off together to submit a nap. I hear Jennifer and Dakota talking but I'm not paying attention.

When the senior pilot announces that we are on the descent into National, Ronda and I wake up and neaten ourselves.

CHAPTER 4

Once we deplane, my cubicle phone again goes off. It's the secretary to Senator Harris. Unfortunately, she is ineffective to meet with me as she was called into a scroll call ballot on a controversial bill. One that I was absolutely against.

We take the limo to the building that we just purchased. police captain Perez told me about the building needing some work to make it more invoke. When we arrived, we immediately saw what he was referring to. The whole edifice needed atmospheric pressure washing at the very least. The ice administration area was a tidy sum and needed to be cleaned up.

The lady had already seen decent building ; however, I did ask Jennifer to link up me inside. Much to my relief, there was a security guard at a desk giving directions as to what flooring sure companies were located on. I sent Jennifer into the dame'room to break things out. I headed into the men's way. Thankfully, the men's way was clean and odor free. When I went back out-of-door, Jennifer said the ladies'room was also clean and without odour. We didn't stay very long as we had to get cleaned up for dinner with senior pilot Perez.

The chauffeur drove us to the Watergate scandal. We were greeted by some very decent people who worked hard at putting our luggage on the go-cart and taking us to the forepart desk for check-in.

The front desk the great unwashed checked the four of us in and gave us each a keycard and sent us with the bellboy and our luggage up to our suites.

Ronda again held my elbow joint on the ride up. I saw Jennifer and Dakota just watching me.

"Jennifer, Dakota are either of you joining Ronda and I for dinner party with police chief Perez ?"

Both ladies declined. Dakota said she was very tired since we had been going since 3 am Los Angeles metre. She opted for room service and a Nice hot bath to slack. When she mentioned the bathing tub, Jennifer agreed that a long hot bath sounded like such a goodness idea that she was going to give one herself. She also was going to sustain room service.

Ronda was all excited that we were staying in the like suite. The bellboy took us to our suite and used the keycard to unfold the threshold. The elbow room was nice and clean. I kicked off my horseshoe and tipped the bellman two $ 100 bills. He set the udder on the luggage stand and left. On the way out he did point out that the room overhaul is available 24 hours a day.

egg laying on the lounge, Ronda sauntered over to me. She kissed me and put herself on top of me. I felt myself set about to stir. I pulled her into me and kissed her voiceless. She responded in the Lapplander manner. We began to hit out as I felt her beautiful soundbox press into me. My cock began to suffer and wanted its button. As she had her backtalk on mine, I unclasped my pants and let her hands pull them down. In just a moment or so, my cock sprang from its confines. Ronda put her delicate paw around my quill, and she began to stroke me. Her movements felt howling.

As she continued to stroke my humanity, I felt her slide down and wrap her brim around my humanness. I felt her hot breathing time as her lips began to eddy around the head of my cock making it ache with more than intensiveness. After respective mo of her viva assault on my cock, she finally engulfed me into her wet oral fissure. As I felt her warm wet back talk, I began to thrust up into her backtalk with a function. My hands found their way to the side of her caput and my hips continued to thrust into her.

She slid my pants and boxers down past my human knee. I felt her voiced hands play with my balls as her lip worked the head of my cock. I leaned my head back on the couch as the pleasure of her oral skills gave me such enjoyment. As my physical structure neared an orgasmic elevation, I pulled her up to me and kissed her passionately. I whispered into her ear how often I loved her and she responded in like fashion. My hands found their way all over her dead body, removing her wear. I could get wind her breathing change as I licked and sucked on her neck. She continued to stroke me as I thrust upwards toward her womanhood.

At some point, she threw a leg over me and lined her honey hole up with my manhood. Gently, I thrust myself into her. As I did, I heard her moaning into my ear.

"Oh David, I love you so much. You make me experience so rattling. I want to ingest your sister Sir Thomas More than you will ever screw. Please give me all you have. I want you, I need you, I love you,"she says as she impales herself on my turncock.

As she is riding me, I feel her wetness coating my hammer and balls. I put my weapons system around her and roll her onto her back thrusting myself recondite into her. I see her center glazing over as I thrust repeatedly into her. My cock, my balls, and my stallion pelvis area keep getting wetter and surface-active agent. I'm thrusting into her as gently but as deeply as I can get.

"OH DAVID, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. YOU MAKE ME smell WONDERFUL. OH FUCK, I'M CUMMING ON YOUR COCK SO HARD,"she says as I feel her body spasm on my cock.

As the first big orgasm rolls through her dead body, I feel another on the showtime,"OH DAVID, I'M CUMMING JUST FOR YOU. nookie ME, I'M CUMMING SO darn HARD."Her consistency still spasming underneath me. I begin to really thrust into her, my clump slapping her making loud sounds of pure ecstasy. She is moaning and writhing as her eubstance makes my pelvis wet with her womanly juices.

"OH DARLING, HERE I CUM. YOU ARE SO WONDERFUL. YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO LOVED,"I say as I cum into her feeling her body grasp my dick and milk it for everything it has.

We pull each other tightly as we continue to orgasm again and again. I cum into her a arcsecond time feeling her slit milk my knockout pecker. We roll off the couch and onto the flooring, laughing as we land on the carpet. She declares her sexual love for me once again as I kiss her face.

"OH DAVID, I LOVE YOU SO DAMN MUCH,"she says into my ear as my shaft remains hard and deep in her pussy.

As we begin to settle down, our torso continue to spasm as we kiss each other and declare more tone of love for each other. I pull her tightly to me and osculate her before I nibble on her ear causing her to moan.

I pick her up and hold her honeymoon way to the bed. I lay her down before I slide my rooster back into her wet cum-filled snatch. She asks me to have it off her once again. I push myself into her and push deep. I feel all the cum making it promiscuous to fuck her again She is begging me for to a greater extent and Sir Thomas More cum as I thrust hard into her.

Tears of joy Menachem Begin to pour down her cheeks as I continue to drive deep into her. I feel yet another sexual climax fast approaching,"OH GAWD RONDA, I SO FUCKING LOVE YOU,"I say as I shoot yet another hefty sum of child making juice into her already sloppy pussy. I see her eyes ringlet to the rachis of her point as she reaches another orgasmic peak.

"OH DAVID, GAWD shit, I LOVE YOU. OH MY GAWD, I LOVE YOU SO practically,"as she continues to orgasm on my severe cock.

As we begin to recover our sensation, I see that it is meter to get cook for dinner party. I pick up my fan and carry her to the shower where I turn on the hot piss and set her down gently. We withdraw our time and soap each other up. Ronda takes her fourth dimension to shampoo my hair. I, in twist, push her against the shower wall and put my cock into her ass causing her to moan loudly. I thrust harder and harder into her. I feel her wetness bathing my pelvic arch as I thrust hard into her. Once again, she reaches an orgasmic peak. As I feel her ass clamp around my peter, it begins to milk me for all I must give her. I shot several Mexican valium of cum into her anal dental caries.

Once I am all spent, I lean against the crank of the exhibitor and enjoy the hot water cascading over my body.

"OH darling, I SO LOVE YOU,"I tell her.

"And I love you, David,"she says back to me.

We spend a few more than minutes rinsing off before we turn the cascade off and step out to dry ourselves off. She takes me by the helping hand and leads me into the chamber. I lay down on the bed and just watch that beautiful body get dressed. I think to myself how beautiful our tyke will be with her so gorgeous and aphrodisiac.

Ronda pulls out a short dame and a close top. I am stunned at just how beautiful she is. As she nearly cultivation getting dressed, I begin to get dressed as well. I put one of my case on since we are going to a very upscale eatery for dinner.

CHAPTER 5

Ronda and I made our way down to the lobby of the Watergate scandal. She clutched my elbow the entire way. When we reached the vestibule of the hotel, our limo was waiting for us. We stepped inside and headed off to the restaurant. I texted Captain Perez that we were on our way. He texted back that he would fit us there. I must admit that Ronda and I seemed to be a unlike set of lovers. Maybe Dakota and Jennifer were right about us, we seemed to induce a passion for each other. I know she wanted me and of course, I want her.

The trip-up from the Watergate scandal didn't take long as our chauffeur made his way through traffic. When we arrived at the restaurant, I gave our chauffeur a tip of three folded $ 100 bills. He took them, thanked us and parked the limo in a far box of the parking lot.

Ronda and I went inside to wait at the bar. It wasn't too long before Captain Perez arrived. He looked bang-up. A iniquity blue case with a Patrick Victor Martindale White shirt and red tie. For a moment, I had thought process that he was an ardent friend of our President, but he just likes the suit and tie combo.

Ronda hugged him and kissed him, causing him to be totally surprised. The hostess took us to a table. Perez and I sat across the mesa from one another, Ronda sat between us. We had a great meal as both of us roast each had a steak. Ronda had a salad with some grilled volaille on top and a balsamic citrus vinaigrette as the dressing.

I saw Ronda's hand snake underneath the table in what I was sure she was stroking his turncock through his pants. In my head, I worried about her having sex with our fearless maitre d'. If she is going to transport my baby, then he can't put any child juice into her.

We had a peachy prison term discussing all sorting of things, such as the construction we visited earlier today in Atlanta. Perez was shocked at what we saw, specifically the old lady having to clean the bath before leaving. As we finished our meal, Perez suggested that we head to the cigar bar. However, Ronda had other hint. She texted Jennifer and told her that we were bringing someone back to the hotel for her to trifle with. She texted that she would be waiting in our suite.

I paid the bill, and Perez thanked me. We got into the limousine and headed back to the Watergate. The chauffeur asked if we were going to be headed towards the cigar bar or just back to the hotel. We opted for the hotel.

As we were driving along, Ronda unzipped Perez and began her oral talent on his manhood. He looked surprised when her sassing wrapped around his cock. She began bobbing her head up and down causing him to groan. I just sat back and enjoyed the show.

Jennifer met us at the concierge desk. When she saw Perez, she just smiled and took him by the mitt and led him to the elevators. The four of us rode up together getting off at our trading floor. Jennifer was still leading Perez to our entourage. When Dakota opened the door to the way, Perez asked,"Holy crap St. David, how many beautiful woman do you travel with ?"

"A distich,"I said to him as Dakota took him by the hand now and pulled him into the suite.

"Which one is your wife ?"He asked.

"None of them. My wife is back home at the Chateau,"I tell him. His center get large.

"NONE of them are your wife ?"He asks again.

"Nope,"

"How the hell did you get your wife to hold to that ?"Perez asks.

"There was no ‘ getting'my married woman to consort. We have an undefendable tramp type man and wife. Heck, she's probably at domicile getting some sex from my assistant,"I say to him.

Jennifer takes Perez by the hand and pushes him down on the sofa. She unzips him and sheds her own pants and step-in. She straddles him thrusting herself onto his surd rooster.

Ronda, meanwhile, is also impaling herself onto my hard peter. Looking over Ronda's shoulder, I see Dakota coming out of the bathroom all dry but naked.

"Oh goodie, somebody new to make for with,"she says as she makes a beeline for Perez. As Jennifer is riding the Captain, Dakota straddles his boldness grinding herself onto his extended tongue. She begins to wiggle that precious ass as he is nibbling on her clit and thrusting his tongue into her as trench as he can get.

I feel Ronda's soft gentle manus take in my own and conduct me into the bedroom. We both shed our clothes and rise into the bed together, once again declaring our beloved for each other. It doesn't lead very long before we hear Perez announce his orgasmic top. Clearly, he is shooting what he had into Jennifer as I hear her reaching her peak as well.

Ronda and I begin to make passionate love to each other. As I'm playing with her body, I think about Dakota's statement about how I act differently with Ronda. We are touching, caressing, kissing and doing all the things that mass in lovemaking do with each other.

After three hours, I hear the straw man door open and close. Since Ronda and I were done with our entanglements, I got up and went out to the bread and butter room to ensure on what was happening. I see Dakota, but no one else.

"Where's Jennifer ?"I ask.

"She, um, left with the guy you brought to the hotel,"Dakota tells me.

"Really ?"I say a bit shocked, but as I took a mates of minute thinking about it, I knew that Jennifer was perfectly safe for if the FBI can trust her, can't I ?

Dakota had put on one of my white tee shirts, and of row nada else. She flipped the backend of her tee shirt at me, giggling as I headed back into the bedroom. When I got in there, I found my buff fast benumbed. I thought about what was said former that we had started out at 3 am LA time.

I found myself being hungry. I put on a pair of short pants out of my suitcase and walked back into the life way where I found my Dakota watching a moving picture,"Hey, Darling, are you hungry ?"I asked even though I knew the answer before she said yes.

She reaches over to the little English table side by side to the couch and opens the bill of fare. There are caboodle of things that are very high school order, both Dakota and I wanted unconstipated intellectual nourishment. In my head, the BLT that was ordered back at Greenwich Village Inn sounded marvelous, made exactly the way Jennifer liked it. On white pledge, spear carrier mayonnaise and I wanted to add duplicate slices of tomato plant. The menu said it comes with one slope plus a pickle. I chose French nipper as the face, with hatful of ketchup for Dakota could feed them to me.

Dakota, on the other hand, had decided on a large Italian pizza. She was happy with just a high mallow pizza along with two nursing bottle of Coke and a declamatory ice of Andrew D. White milk. She was nice enough to call it in for us, but then again, she always takes in force care of me. I stretched out on the couch and after the phone call Dakota stretched out on top of me.

Dakota said, giggling as she says,"With the price of things here on the room inspection and repair menu, Saint John would hold killed us,"which caused me to express joy as well.

"fountainhead, maybe they have an All You Can Eat buffet downstairs,"I say to her causing more laughter.

"Dakota, what do you think about the two building we saw today ?"I asked taking a moment to be serious.

"Well, you already know that the Atlanta building only pissed me off. That old Lady should be doing something wanton like filing or giving people guidance not cleaning privy,"she began with.

"The Eagle, well that one needs help. It's clean enough inside, but the outside looks terrible. We need to charter a staging fellowship as they would make the outdoors spirit wonderful and make the first depression of the construction something memorable,"she continued on with.

A theatrical production company. I had not thought of that. They are used in residential tangible estate all the metre, but in commercial really landed estate, I have never heard of them being used. I lean down and kiss Dakota, as once again she is contributing to our success.

I text Jill our Dakota's idea of a staging troupe. She texts back that it is a genius musical theme. To be funny, Dakota takes her phone and opens the bedroom door to a sleeping Ronda. She snaps two pictures and put with them,"guesswork who can't go the distance with David ?"She shows me the motion-picture show before she hits send. She giggles as she climbs back on top of me once again. She snuggles all into me. We watch a unmindful movie, one that I really enjoy the Tom Cruise movie,"The Last Samurai"I struggled to keep my eyes open, even though we had food coming.

Finally, after a piece, there was a bang at the door. Dakota bounced off the lounge and went to the doorway. There a unseasoned man, college-aged, stood with a tray of food covered in Ag plate covers. She invited the guy in and pointed to the dining room table. I didn't have my hard cash with me, so Dakota brought me the bill. I put a $ 300 tip on the bill then totaled it.

"Sir are you surely about the tip ?"the youth man asked.

"Let's say yes. I'm sure that you deserve this tip,"I say to him.

"It's not that I get a tip such as this,"he replies. I think to myself about the cheap ass illegitimate child that probably only tip $ 20 rationalizing that they don't have to tip very much.

The young man thanks us, even calling Dakota my wife, which made her giggle. As common, Dakota took practiced care of me, bringing my BLT and fries over to me on the lounge. She even slathered tomato ketchup on them. I took one fry covered in ketchup and pushed it into her mouth, laughing at the cetchup on her upper lip.

I went back to being good for a moment,"What do you conceive about Jennifer's handling of the two leverage ?"

"I think she did just fine. Maybe, as she said, she needs to make unannounced head trip to check out out the construction before we do the deal. Are we still going to stop in Phoenix and storm Tina, I think she would like that,"Dakota says to me ?

I don't answer her, but instead, I just sit and think about Tina. She and I have come a long way since we met at Happy, Happee limousine. In my head, I was hoping that we would find a very happy Tina, moving her life sentence along.

As we watched the pic, I ate my sandwich feeding my lithe darling fries with tomato ketchup, both of us giggling as we fed each early. It was about 4:30 am when Jennifer returned to the hotel room. I saw Perez be the gentleman and buss her at the door before she came inside. I knew that face in her eyes. She wasn't in beloved, but she certainly was smitten by him.

"Welcome back my ducky,"I say to her.

Dakota keeps eating her pizza. She's about three cut in as I finish up my BLT. Jennifer takes a piece of pizza and grabs a couple of ketchup covered fries.

Neither Dakota nor I ask Jennifer how the night went. Clearly, she enjoyed herself and I didn't have to vex because she was with someone that the FBI trusted.

She folds the pizza slice in half and stuffs it into her mouthpiece. I hear Dakota giggling as she also folds a slicing in one-half for her as well. I put my empty sweetheart on the side table as I now have finished my fries and have drunk one of the Cokes.

Jennifer can't contain herself any longer,"David, he took me to this wonderful bar where we danced and danced. We walked the park that they call ‘ The plaza'which we were approached by several police force and he had to shoot his badge for them to leave us alone. We walked past the Capitol Building building, past the Andrew Dickson White firm, and past several of the monument such as the Washington Memorial and the Lincoln memorial. But now, my feet hurt, What I want to go take a long hot tub,"she says to Dakota and myself.

I see her shed her dress as she heads into the second bedroom.

"Darling, let 's get a span of hours of rest then head towards capital of Arizona,"I say to Dakota, who takes another fade of the pizza. As she puts the tip of the slicing into her back talk, I playfully push the pizza slice into her face, which causes her to giggle.

As we progress into the movie, a plum but play out Jennifer comes out to severalize us she's going to bed. We both kiss her as she patters off to the bedroom that she and Dakota are sharing.

Just as the chamber doorway closing curtain, a sleepyheaded Ronda comes scuffling out to Dakota and me.

"What are you make fun watching ?"She asks.

"The last Samurai, it has Tom Cruise and KenWatanabe,"I say to her. Ronda plops herself down on the couch at our infantry taking a slice of pizza.

I push Dakota off of me and sit up taking Ronda's feet and begin massaging them. Her top dog leans back on the couch telling me how good it feels to accept a foot massage.

"So, I'm guessing that you'll be wanting these once you are significant ?"I ask smiling the entirely time.

"WOW, does pregnancy fall with foot massages ?"Ronda asks me.

"Aren't you a Doctor ? Don't you know what comes with pregnancy ?"I ask causing Dakota to giggle.

I keep rubbing her base and she keeps eating. Dakota teasingly reaches for the death slice of pizza, which she giggles and tells Ronda to have the last slice. Dakota kisses me passionately and asks,"What time should we get up tomorrow to fly to capital of Arizona ?"

"Let's get out of here no later than 10 am. Are we all set up for car table service to our plane ?"I ask.

"Of course of study, Daddy,"she says as she walks to the bedroom. I now have Ronda all to myself. I continue to knead her ft, but now I've also included her second joint and calves.

Ronda picks up the remote to the TV and sets a wake-up timer for us, just in case we fall asleep.

As I'm watching the movie, I find myself fighting the eternal rest which is overtaking me.

CHAPTER 6

When the TV alarm goes off, it takes me a couple of bit to image out how to ferment it off. Ronda, of grade, only takes a consequence hitting the proper button to silence the alarm.

Jennifer comes out of the bedroom looking for coffee. She goes into the kitchen field and wrestles with their deep brown pot. She curses a couple of times before she finally gets it working. It was kind of cute to discover her cuss at the machine. It made me think about John and wonder how he was doing. I went into the bedroom and grabbed my phone and texted John asking how the window project was going. I didn't get a response, which I didn't expect.

I kissed Jennifer and asked her to get cook to entrust, knowing that she will take a few more minutes. It dawned on me that we never used the second hotel room that was booked for Dakota and Jennifer, we only used the two that my cortege provided.

"Will you go wake up Dakota before you start getting ready to get out,"I ask Ronda.

She heads off to the second chamber and I hear her trying to wake Dakota up. Jennifer was in the kitchen complaining about how icky their firebrand of coffee tasted. She suggested to me to sound off about their coffee bean and maybe they'll deduct some money off a elbow room that we didn't use.

Dakota scuffs her feet out to the kitchen. Jennifer tells her just how bad the coffee is. She pours herself a cup and takes one sip, spitting it out in the sink agreeing with Jennifer. Ronda says that she isn't even willing to try it, which made me shocked that it scared a Marine off from even trying it. I'm sure that Ronda has had some bad deep brown in her active military Day, but I guess in a $ 1000 a night hotel way, one expects much unspoilt coffee.

All three madam disappear to get ready. I'm sure that Ronda was in our bedroom bathroom and Jennifer, who was up first was in the endorsement bath. Dakota was trying to envision out what to tope since the coffee tree was so putrid.

After a few minutes, Ronda came out to the bread and butter elbow room again looking stunning. Jennifer wasn't far behind. Both dame were magnificent in their visual aspect. It wasn't long before Dakota was ready as well. Jennifer pushed me towards the bath that Ronda used.

When I was finally ready to go, I summoned a bellman to our suite. I took the packet boat of coffee along with me to the front desk.

"how-do-you-do Sir, are you checking out ?"

"I am now. You mean to tell me that my suite which monetary value me $ 1000 can't have decent coffee tree ?"I ask before I pay the beak. In all actuality, I didn't expect any money off for bad coffee.

I helping hand the front desk clerk the package of coffee berry. He tells me that we have the old stain of coffee berry, somehow no one changed out to the new marque. I thanked him for the account, but still wanted to pay the bill. The front desk salesclerk went to someone who was obviously a supervisor.

"Mr. Graham Greene, my boss has told me to not level you for the second way. He apologized for the issue with the coffee, as he practically mainlines coffee berry, so he knows how good coffee bean is important. Will that be OK, removing the irregular way ?"He asks.

"Yes, that will be fine. We should be having a car help show up with a limo for us momentarily,"I tell him.

"They're already here,"The clerk tells me.

I pay the handbill, putting everything on my AMEX since they take practically every contour of a reference card.

We head to the limo, which was sitting at the principal entrance. I handed the bellman three $ 100 bill as we get into the limo. I ask the chauffeur if he knew where we were going. He did and off we went.

The flight to Phoenix was quick as there is something about flying Rebecca West early in the day. When we arrived at the Phoenix airdrome, I thought about the three ground to be here. One was to see this casino that we now owned, two to go over out the two unlike construction that we were considering for purchase, and three to visit with Tina.

Once again, we were all hungry, but this time we chose to head to a local buffet car. This meter we all had breakfast. The local anesthetic diner was doing firm business enterprise. The spirit of bacon permeated the air inside along with hash Brown. All three ladies had coffee, safe coffee and I had a methamphetamine of juice, not my juice but apple succus will do just fine. I also ordered a tall glass of ovalbumin Milk to come with the repast. Our waiter was clearly Hispanic, but she slung the haschisch just like any other diner waitress.

The dame were all drinking their coffee, no one was chatty as the coffee hadn't taken effect just yet.

I suggested that we drive past the two construction before we visit the casino. I knew that any casino was clear 24 hours a day, so going other would present Tina time to get home from class. I ask the waitress where the casino was located, she gave directions to both casinos, not knowing that we owned both.

We ate our breakfast, paid the bill and headed out to the limousine. I gave the number one wood the speech that the waitress wrote down for me. The chauffeur knew both of the cassino well and told us he would take us to the closer one offset, which was very well by me.

When we pulled up to the first gambling casino, we were greeted warmly by a young man, of college age. I asked the chauffeur to find where they park the limos and go wait there. The four of us went inside the casino, I felt like I was watching the movie 21 with Kevin Spacey. Here at 9:30 am the place was jumping. I stopped at the receipt desk and asked to speak to a handler. A few minutes passed before a managing director arrived.

"Hello sir, I'm to understand that you wanted to see a manager. How may I help you ?"The manager asks.

"fountainhead, I'm David Greene, I'm the CEO……."I don't even get a chance to say anything as the director cuts me off.

"Yes sir, you're the CEO of Jaxson, Inc. the fellowship that owns this and our babe casino. How may I help you ?"He asks.

"well, I just stopped in phoenix to see a acquaintance and thought I would picture up unannounced to see how this commercial enterprise is doing,"I tell him.

"well sir, as you can see, we're doing just fine. However, we do have a request, can we either build or buy a hotel ? We lose quite a bit of business to people staying at other hotels,"the manager tells me.

"We do ? Do you stimulate any phone number to confirm that ?"I ask.

"Yes, sir. He pulls out his headphone and in just a couplet of mo, he turns the phone around for me to interpret the statistics. I read them. He's right we show a 42 % expiration of clientele after more than 4 60 minutes of manoeuvre. The numbers get regretful at the 6-hour level.

I ask,"Do we have a parking garage ?'

"Yes sir, we have a 500-spot garage. Our statistic come from the number of people who leave. We track them all day and all night,"he tells me.

I see my three peeress all playacting. Jennifer is playing Quercus marilandica, Jennifer playing craps, and Dakota watching me and playing some sort of slot machine.

"Mr. Greene, would you like me to call up over to our sister casino, which is much newer and order them you're coming over ?"the director asks.

"No, please don't do that. I want to just show up as I did here, If you call them and alert them, I won't get a true feeling of what the customers are experiencing,"I tell him. He nods his head. I gather my ladies and we head out. On the way out I ask for his card and give him my identity card. I turn my board over and give him Jill's personal jail cell turn as I know she wants to be able to look at the financials. I also tell him that our IT guy will most belike get in touch with their IT people.

We leave, but I don't want to head to the former cassino. I'll get the dog and pony show instead of showing up unannounced. following, I ask Jennifer to direct us towards these two billet that we are looking to buy, the Dial and the new one that is unfinished.

The chauffeur tells us that the telephone dial has been up for sales event for quite a retentive meter. Jennifer asked if the new one was something that we should be looking towards buying, he said that the metropolis is very aroused about having this building having a new investor. Jennifer corrected him that we were not going to be an investor, we would be the owner.

The cause to each building wasn't that long as they were just a couple of occlusion from each other. The telephone dial building was very Nice looking and had that thoroughly curbing appeal. The second edifice clearly was under twist as it had that gravid construction Crane over the website. I really liked both buildings.

"Unless you find something out, let's buy both buildings,"I tell Jennifer who smiles that beautiful smile.

"Done party boss,"she says to me. I see the chauffeur watching us through the rearview mirror.

Dakota gives the chauffeur Tina's address. It was on the other side of town closer to the university. When we arrived at the savoir-faire, we were all a bit stunned. I asked Jennifer and Ronda to continue in the car as Dakota and I walked up to the movement door.

The room access ball was hanging from the home. I tried to poke the clit, but it shocked me. Dakota just knocked. A nice lady came to the door, clearly, she was Tina's mother as you could see the resemblance.

"howdy Ma'am, I'm David Greene and this is my assistant Dakota,"I say to her.

"Please come in. Tina talks about you two all the metre. You're not here to take her away from me, are you ?"she asks.

"No Ma'am, nothing like that. We were in Phoenix for business and we thought that we would just stop in and check on her. How's she doing ?"I ask her Mom.

"She's doing just fine. She's ending to finishing her AA degree in business direction. She hasn't decided if she will go on and get her BA or not,"the Mom tells us.

Suddenly, Tina bursts through the front end door.

"I just knew that you had to be here. No one pulls up a limousine in front line of a house in this region,"she says to us.

I hug her and kiss her on the impudence. Dakota on the other hand, kisses her passionately on the backtalk, causing the mother to stir.

"May we take you and your Mom for a ride ?"I ask, not wanting to leave behind Mom out of the equation.

Mom nods her approving. We all head out to the limo.

"Mr. Greene, could you show me the edifice that you are looking to buy ? I've lived here quite a long fourth dimension and can probably give you some history, if you interested,"her Mom says.

We head back to the two buildings. Mom has little to no information about the one under expression except for what has been read in the newspapers. However, she had lots of information about the Dial building. We sat in strawman of building for over an hour with Tina's Mom chatting about it.

As she began to melt on the info, I suggested we head to someplace to eat. She politely declined. Tina expressed that she missed everyone at the Chateau. I kissed her as we returned to Tina's home. I watched both ladies walk to the front threshold thinking to myself that they need some aid. I texted sunup and asked if they have a franchise in Phoenix. She texted back that it was a corporate shop and not a enfranchisement. I dialed her up and told her that I needed piece of work done at the address for Tina asking her to put it on my bill. She thanked me some more for the business.

As they both got inside, I had the chauffeur take us to our jet. On the way to the jet, I thought about being a chauffeur and how lots Jill and my sprightliness changed. When we got to the jet, we all got out and got situated inside with the co-pilot carrying up our luggage stowing it away and off we went back to LA, to home.

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