The Chauffeur ( # 32 ) The table of Directors

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 lady had at to the lowest degree two objet d'art of luggage.

Fred was ready for all of us with a stretch limo. He stood there stoically holding the rear door 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 bean ready for Dakota, Mom, and Jill. Gospel According to John poured me and himself a glass of pineapple juice.

Once we were all in the limo, the cause to the airport was rather flying as there was little to no traffic on the route. Everyone looked tired as we had played rather hard the past yoke of daytime. Mom, privy, and Jill all sat next to each other and of course, my darling Dakota sat next to me. I did notice that she was beginning to look a bit plumper. The gestation was obviously beginning to record. Dakota put her fountainhead on my shoulder and just dozed off.

Jill, Mom, and privy were all chatting away. They were excited to be going to NYC. Mom said she knew of a couple of delightful pizza post in Little Italy. Of course of action, John was excited that he would be getting ‘ actual'pizza. I just smiled listening to him natter on and on about good pizza.

The flight of steps 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 co-pilot removed all our luggage and the limo driver put it in the trunk of the limo.

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

I noticed that privy had bought himself an help's notebook that resembled Dakota's. So far, he was listening and taking notes, which made me proud of him.

When we arrived at the Plaza, the bellhop retrieved our luggage as we all went to the check-in desk. The staff member gave us all the plastic keys to get into our retinue. I noticed the time and made my way to the limo again to head towards the studio where Mad Money was taped.

We ran into some slow dealings ; however, the chauffeur was good at his job and got us to the studio about 15 minutes before I was due. I was met by the producer who went over how the tape works. Jim asks motion, I answer them, often he has a rebuttal. We discuss important topics regarding what is happening with the company.

I asked the producer when the tape recording would air, she said that it would air Wednesday even, which I was happy about.

Jim Cramer was his usual self, he was all over the studio asking questions, waiting for answers, and then hitting me with follow up questions. All in all, we had a nice sitting, right at the very end, I announced the horse rails being sold. I gave him a anatomy of 2 gazillion clam. He smiled and told me that the deal of selling the horse rails was a mark of genius. I thanked him for the compliment. After the taping, I asked him if he had any sentence to attend our board of director's confluence at 9 am, he told me that he's working Squawk Box at that hour and he thanked me for the invite. We shook hired hand and I left, however, before I left, I gave his producer a check for his Polemonium van-bruntiae. I didn't make any type of big heap out of it, I just left it for him. She thanked me.

I took the limo back to the Plaza. Mom had already made us dinner reservations at an Italian restaurant in Little Italy. John was salivating at the thought of getting a true New House of York pizza. In fact, I thought that maybe we might give to get a spare one for him to bestow back to the Plaza and eat later.

As we get to the eatery, it smells delicious. We all go inside. I see baskets of garlic loot on the board. I see a span of extra-large cheese pizzas on tables and they look and smell delicious. We orderliness three extra large pizzas and two field goal of Allium sativum wampum. I ordination a nursing bottle of Chianti for the noblewoman and John to experience with dinner.

I sit between Mom and Jill. John sits between Mom and Dakota. We're all having a great prison term. When the pizza comes, John practically takes three gash and shoves them all in his mouth. We all just laughter at the silliness of John. I ask the waitress if we could also ordering another extra-large cheese to lead with us back to the hotel. I see John's eyes light up hearing the to go order.

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

As we head back inside the Plaza, we send privy and Dakota up to their room. Mom wants to own a drink in the hotel bar, so Jill and I follow her into the bar and use up a seat. The bar itself might just be the nicest hotel bar that I have ever been in. The seats are all cushioned leather, they are overstuff cushiony leather. The waitress is a delightful young dame that takes our order and Mom's room number.

Jill decides to give birth a beverage of wine-colored, Mom decides on an old fashioned with top shelf pot likker. Me ? I just have a bottle of water. I didn't want to get to the degree of not enjoying the show that Polly is intending on putting on for us.

I suggest to Mom that John, Dakota, Jill and myself go to the board meeting without Mom at first. About an hour into the confluence, Mom would show up. When Polly decides that she wants to call for a vote, that would be when Mom stands up and nous to the podium that I'm sure they will consume set up.

Mom would discuss 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 plank since they all stuck their hands out wanting money but rarely offering anything of worth to the corporation.

Mom thought it was a delightful approximation, but she decided that she would come with us, but sit in the cover. She wanted to view the solid show from the first of all moment that Polly tries to armchair quarterback all of my decisions.

Mom warned that Polly will have a long list of my decisions, such as hiring Roger Samuel Johnson and paying him a top salary AND buying him a condo and paying the HOA fees for two years.

Or hiring Jennifer, John's Mom as the film director of Real Estate 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 buildings across the US and one in Toronto.

In accession, she'll probably bring up Tina, who was under a 5-year contract with Jaxson Inc. but now is in AZ with her Mother, she'll most likely point out what a bad investiture that was.

She'll also bring up the purchasing of two BMWs, one for Dakota and one for Tina, who isn't with the troupe any farsighted. Buying two Mercedes, one for Jill and one for Sharon. And now, buying a new Impala for Jennifer. 5 cable car in just a few month.

In summation, she will most likely want to boot you our of the Chateau, but she probably doesn't know the new name for the residence and will most likely still call it ‘ the Commune'and make an issue about your tenants.

I hugged Mom, she knew the shady tactics of the control board all too well. She spent a distich of time of day regaling Jill and I with narration about how much they made Bob's life sentence miserable. I will, of course, make a degree to ‘ thank them'for all showing up to Bob's funeral…. oh wait, not a single one of them could be concerned that the laminitis of the fellowship passed away. No, they couldn't be bothered to spend just one day showing their respects for the man that worked his ass off to make this caller something special.

As we sat there discussing the game plan, I noticed a couple of mass paying attending to our conversation. One pair, Mr. and Mrs. Davidson came over to us and introduced themselves. first the offered condolences on Bob's passing. Second, they informed us that they were in town because of the special meeting that Polly had set up. They were supposed to be heading to the Bahama's to revel a couple calendar week of R n R, but this meeting changed their plans. I was wary of them. Were they plant of Polly's ? Did they actually change their plans to come to this meeting, I wasn't sure, but since I didn't know them I didn't invite them to join us.

They thanked us and walked away, leaving the bar entirely. After a couple of hours, our boy John came down and found us. He wanted to cognise 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 ft, but I liked that he just didn't assume it was alright to use the company circuit card, he asked first.

That brought Mom to another exit, company cards. Mom was certain she would have a list of whom has been issued a collective scorecard 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 gameboard group meeting. I noticed that John sat closely by listening and watching. I looked around and saw that we were the only ones left in the bar, everyone else had left. I was still a bit nervous about the Davidson couple, but it was too late to worry about it now.

To John's surprise, the Uber noblewoman showed up with not one, but two cheese pizza pie. I pulled out my scorecard to pay for them, but John had already taken care of that as well as paying for the Uber-eats'delivery. Jill, Mom, and I all chuckled at John, but he was Nice enough to allow one pizza for the three of us and he took the early one up to his room with Dakota.

The mixologist came over to us asking if we wanted any foster drinks as it was"net telephone call ”. Mom asked for another old fashioned, Jill had another glass of wine-colored, me, I stuck to my bottled water which made Mom giggle.

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

I let Mom know that one of the producer from Jim Cramer's shows Mad Money and Squawk Box would be in the bunch watching and taping quietly. She would upload the whole confluence to her boss back at the studio each prison term we break for whatever rationality. Mom loved the idea that we could if needed put little missy Polly and her useless daughter on show on national TV, but I wasn't done. I told Mom that they would be running the taped segment I had with Jim Cramer later that day and announcing on national TV the sale of the horse tracks.

Mom picked up her phone and dialed her stockbroker, which she got at domicile in San Francisco, she told him to buy 10,000 percentage at 9:01 am New House of York fourth dimension, the moment the fund market outdoors and to buy another 10,000 shares for Jill and me and put it on her explanation. A stuporous stockbroker agreed and hung up. Mom thought that having the knight trail sales event announced on Jim Cramer's appearance would incite the bloodline by as a great deal as $ 5 a share, I told her that might just be a bit low, but none the LE it would set the board back on its heels.

As we finished our pizza pie, and Mom and Jill finished their drinking, we all got up. We hugged, we kissed, and we agreed to meet in the Plazas restaurant at 6:30 to hold breakfast and prep again for the meeting. Of course, having John eat breakfast with us here at the Plaza might be us quite a bit. This made all three of us laugh.

Jill and I walked hand in deal to our retinue. Mom walked on the other side of me. When we got into the elevator, Mom squeezed my butt, 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 rooms, which I was certainly that our friend Polly will ask why we didn't stay at the local anesthetic Pinetree. I asked Jill to enquire our Pinetree records and check to see if any of the control panel members use the Pinetree or do they outride elsewhere. Jill logged into the government hepatic portal vein and found the information I wanted. I just smiled, leaned over and kissed my gorgeous wife.

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

CHAPTER 2

When we got up, Jill called the other two suites making for sure that John and Dakota were up and getting quick and checking on Mom. Of course, because of the importance of the day, everyone was up and in various province of getting ready.

We all decided to just fill at the restaurant. Jill only took a few more second, since she had begun an minute earlier.

I put on my proficient suit, but in my head teacher, I thought about wearing a couplet of shorts and a Cuban panache shirt, but I decided not to get fired before I had a fortune to commonwealth my case.

When Jill was ready, we headed out to the elevators. It was nice staying on the 17th floor, one floor short of the top. At least we were enough ‘ somebodies'to rate a high-end room here, but then again, they are more about showing up for a reserve and paying the money they requested.

When Jill and I reached the bottom floor, Saint John and Dakota were already waiting for us. In my capitulum, I was glad to see that lavatory was not challenging anything that Dakota said, he listened, he made eminence, and he stayed silent.

Jill kissed John the Divine, I kissed Dakota and we headed into the eatery. The air hostess sat us in a nice table, but she said she would take Mom over when she came down. Jill texted her that we were all in the restaurant waiting for her. Mom texted back that she would be down in about a half hour and to order without her. That sparked trick, who told us that he slept like a child with all that pizza in his stomach. All three of us just laughed.

When the server 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 time of day later. John stood, pulled out a chairman for her and pushed it into the table. I get Sir Thomas More and more proud of him as he continues to mature.

I look around the table, everyone is wearing their best outfit. John Lackland has his black pinstriped courtship on with a maroon shirt and a bleak and brownish-red tie. Dakota is wearing a black dress and black Patten leather shoes with only about a 2"heel.

Jill was wearing a pitch-black dress as well, only she had a beautiful cobalt blue belt and matching blue dress heels.

I wore my black suit of clothes as well, however, I wore a mystifying blueing dress shirt and a black and Theodore Harold White swirled tie.

Mom decided to bedevil up a halfway finger's breadth to the control board and wore a smart red dress with a black rap and inkiness shiny place with only about a 1"cad. She also wore a beautiful diamond and ruby neckless that hung in the low-cut V-neck of the attire. While Mom was a stunner, 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 table, Mom seemed to screw all of them. After each one left, she had a comment about them. Mom asked Saint John the Apostle if he would escort her inside the board coming together room which he smiled and agreed to do so.

As the litany of people slowed down, Mom decided that we needed to go over whom on the plug-in was a friend, who was an enemy, and whom was neutral. To Mom, the electroneutral ones were the keys to this meeting.

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

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

The key fruit, according to Mom were the four electroneutral fellow member : Virginia Pogue, Julie Shades, Mark McKenzie, and Saint John Richardson.

Mom told us that the four neutral ones were a bit gun-shy and wouldn't take on Polly directly, but they would listen to reason and we could persuade them to opine more rationally and not leave Polly to boss around them into her way of thinking.

John out of the blue devil suggested that I ask them what they are expecting of a CEO. This was a wondrous idea I felt. I pulled out a humble while of paper to pen it down, but Dakota spun her help's Holy Scripture around to me. She already had it written down in her book.

Mom also pointed out that Polly will try to divide and conquer, meaning that Jill and I will be questioned separately. I suggested that Jill not take on a seat anywhere except compensate next to me, this would be a house of unity. Mom agreed.

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

As we finished our breakfast, respective people wished up ‘ good luck'at the control board meeting. John seemed surprised, Dakota seemed to just dislike these people.

We walked to our limo. We had an erstwhile gentleman, who reminded me of Fred. Tall, stoic, polite and had everything ready for us.

John and I waited for the ladies to get in the limousine, 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 ripe past them. We were greeted by the lead security man who greeted Mom with courtesy and professionalism. Mom gave him a quick hug and off we went to the 13th base where the conference room was located.

I expected that the board would not be watching our entering and thus may or may not know that Mom was with us. We knew immediately which way held the meeting, the one that had several reporters and a couple of cameramen waiting for us.

Mom, Jill, Dakota, and John all walked right by the press. I stopped for a couple of moments to reply a pair of questions.

"Mister Greene, Mister Greene, what are you intending to say to the plug-in today ?"was the first question, from Fox News.

"fountainhead, make out inside and find out for yourselves,"I replied.

The next one was from MSNBC,"Mr. Greene, do you anticipate to be employed by lunchtime, one board member claims you will be ‘ out on your ass by lunchtime ’.

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

"stopping point motion,"I say.

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

"wellspring, I guess I'll go have luncheon, does anyone love a goodness restaurant around here ?"I ask eliciting a few chuckles. I thank everyone for their fourth dimension and go for them to come into the get together, they all decline.

Once inside the merging room, I see one of the manufacturer from Jim Cramer's show as well as a pair of television camera set up in the dorsum corner of the elbow room. I nod to her and hold walking towards Jill. Saint John the Apostle and Dakota have taken up rear behind Jill and me. Although I walked right hand past her, toilet whispered in my ear that Mom was all the way in the backward row of the way and in the midsection of a row to not be seen quite as quickly.

The panel member file in and contain their fanny in front of their own nameplates. They sit down. Polly tries to play the meeting to order, but she was cut off by Sam Michaelson, the head of the board. Polly had to apologize to him.

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

Mr. Michaelson begins,"Members of the gameboard, this extra meeting was called by board member Polly Nestor to discourse the operation of the caller's CEO David Greene. Mr. Henry Graham Greene, would you like to make an opening remark to the card ?"

"Um, yes I would. Thanks to Elizabeth, this is a complete waste of the board's clip. But, let's get on with this parody,"I say. I see Polly just fuming.

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

"Oh, I don't know about that Elizabeth, it says here on the paper that I have your figure is Elizabeth 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. You see, under the corporate laws of New York, every display board member is considered a populace figure and thus national 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 name, Polly ?"Mr. Michaelson asks.

"Because it's not her gens. Her epithet is Elizabeth and THAT is what I'm choosing to call 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 circuit board ?"

"Mr. Davidson, I have nothing further to say to the board at this metre,"I tell him.

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

Mr. Fishman, a non-friend chooses to make a affirmation,"Thank you Mr. Chairman. I believe that this man has perpetrated a fraud against this party and should be removed. He has spent money like it was pee. He has no paying attention for any of the members of the plug-in and he shows his arrogance by showing up without an attorney,"He says. Jill leans into me and whispers,"Not a very good initiative statement, surmise that's why Mom called him ‘ fish head'she says smiling.

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

"well, yes. My public figure is Jill Morgan-Greene, not Miss 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 call up that Mr. Davidson is a champion but in a precarious position being Chairman of the display panel. She just smiles.

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

"Jacques Louis David, do you understand why you are here ?"Polly begins.

"Um, Elizabeth, my name is Mr. Graham Greene to you, we're not friend and only my friends call off me David,"I say to her poking the bear once again. I see Mr. Davidson smile and chuckle to himself.

"Whatever, Mister GREENE, do you understand why you are even here today ?"Polly asks.

"Yeah, I believe that I do. A ridiculous board penis, who believes that her unqualified daughter should let my billet, even though she has no occupation acumen, no history of successful study, and no ability to run a multi-national corporation. hell on earth, 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 hand some papers to the salesclerk who in tour, hands them to Mr. Davidson."Mr. 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 genus Nestor does not take in a permission to praxis law in any of the 50 country. Oh, she graduated from law school day, but she does not make a licence at this moment. forethought to argue with me Elizabeth II ?"I say once again poking the bear.

"No, Polly, this is a legal document that says your daughter has no current license to exercise law,"He tells Polly and the board as he hands the lot of theme around the board 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 neglect the laughable show that you're trying to put on here,"I say once again poking the bear.

I hear some grumbling and rustle in the audience.

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

"Mr. Graham Greene, do you acknowledge that you spent this companionship's money willy-nilly ?"Polly asks.

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

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

"former than you Elizabeth, how many instrument panel members are fan of baseball, either the Yankees ( which gets some cheers from the bunch ) or the Mets ( not quite as lots cheering ) ?"I ask the board in general.

I see about 8 who acknowledge what I have said.

"Let's start with the Yankees,"I say hearing a few smattering of cheers.

"Why do you think that the Bronx submarine sandwich pay Giancarlo Elizabeth Cady Stanton $ 25 million a class over 13 years ?"I ask.

Oddly, Mr. Fishman is the first to answer,"Because they want to win. To be the adept, and thus they pay for the Charles Herbert Best,"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 year to Robert Robinson Cano ?"I ask.

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

"Again, Mr. Fishman you are make up,"I say seeing him huff his dresser out in pride.

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

Polly interjects,"Yes, that's overnice, but we're talking business 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. People that I can count on to turn hard at improving our company, isn't that what we want Elizabeth ?"Clearly, she is silent because she is beginning to count like a fool.

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

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

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

"Of course,"she replies.

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

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

"Then please, crystalise us how it's unlike,"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 gondola you bought on company money ?"Elizabeth II 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 fair sex of her stature. Or maybe you believe that Jennifer, our director of tangible 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 save together with duct tapeline and chewing gum,"I say to her smiling.

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

"Me, David 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 agency to do such a affair,"Elizabeth asks.

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

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

I feel a hand on my shoulder joint. It's Mom.

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

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

I lean over to Jill and susurration,"GAME ON1"

CHAPTER 3

Mom decides to pack on Elizabeth II's ridiculous reason for calling this meeting.

"Um, Polly my dear, why again did you waste everyone's prison term for this meeting ? Could it be so you could get another requital for being a board fellow 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 tablet that Mr. Fishman is leaning our way. He liked the baseball reference. I smile an nod my head. I was glad that lav saw Dakota wrote that D'Nata Negro had taken a justificatory posture with her arms crossed on her pectus. Mom leaned down and wrote on the pad ‘ cunt'which made us all chuckle.

I asked Mr. Davidson for a bathroom faulting as Dakota was pregnant. Before he even had time to grant the rift, 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 manufacturer from Jim Cramer's show to follow us external. Surprising to me, when we got into the hall, there were no newsman at all. The manufacturer met us out in the hallway.

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, what are your programme when you return to the board group meeting ?"She asked.

"time to wee them wriggle,"I tell her.

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

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

The circuit board room salesclerk came out to the entrance hall and summoned everyone back into the elbow room.

Once we were all seated, Polly tried to swagger herself into opening the confluence. Again Mr. Davidson had to knock her back down a peg for which she apologized.

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

"Mr. Davidson, may I give a body politic of the company update ?"I ask.

"Of course, Mr. Graham Greene. You may have the 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 thought of what's coming.

"appendage of the board, I want to take a few moments of your time and update you on the DoS of the company, all of the caller,"I say to the board.

"A few months ago, Jaxson Inc. bought a fellowship called Happy, Happee limo. This purchase leads to other acquisitions. Happy, Happee limo was created by a womanhood named Sasha. However, Sasha was a funny character. She bought other companionship and hid them under the license of Happy, Happee limousine. She had various horse tracks, a transcription studio, a pharmacy mathematical group, and a hauling fellowship. All of these companies were acquired for no additional price to Jaxson, Inc. Oh, and we also acquired Tulip Productions, a porno studio apartment,"I tell them.

This, of form, outrages Elizabeth.

"Mister GREENE, are you telling this board that Jaxson, Inc. owns a adult studio ?"She barks.

"No, not at all. Within a week of finding out that we had acquired a porn studio apartment, I phone Bob who instructed me to see a new owner, which I did. I found a college student named Allison. She was working hard, very tough to piss Tulip Productions work. Per Bob's petition, I sold Tulip yield to Allison for a zero-interest loan. Bob felt that we needed to get this caller off our Holy Writ, which I agreed with him. Allison has already made her world-class payment, just this preceding Sunday. She gave me a money ordering in an gasbag for me to deposit, which my other assistant, Amy has done for us,"I tell the board members.

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

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

"Now, it is loose to secondment surmise the deal, but followed Bob Jaxson's direction and sold off Tulip Productions and now have an income into Jaxson Inc. From there, I moved on to the trucking company. We merged it with our own trucking and logistics company. One of the things that occurred right away was the price of truck tire went up dramatically and the quality of the tyre dropped dramatically. I contact several tire manufacturing companies. One companionship was will to work with us, BF GOODRICH. We purchase nearly 1000 tires and had them shipped to our top 15 trucking locating. We increased the sale price of the tire only a little bit. Within 9 days we had sold out of the 1000 tires, so I ordered more tires, twice the amount and had them shipped to the Saami 15 positioning, again we sold out, this time in 8 Clarence Day. There was no mistaking this, we had a waiting list from each of our 15 locations. Again, we ordered another repeat the act of tires bringing us to a amount of 4,000 tires. Once again, we have sold out of all 4,000 tire in 11 twenty-four hour period. Now, on the slope, we were keeping all the practice truck tires that needed to be sent for retreading to BF GOODRICH'S retread emplacement just outside of Dallas, Texas. We ship them to the location, they retread them, and they pay to ship them to the 15 localisation, which in turn we sell at a deeply discounted Mary Leontyne Price for dawdler, cheaper Mary Leontyne Price than any other tire distributor in the US,"I tell them. I see all of the heads 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 minimal advances, but steam is beginning to roll,"I tell them.

"After the recording studio, we look at the drugstore company. We hired a chairman, who unfortunately passed away a duo of weeks ago. We are currently interviewing replacement candidates,"I tell them.

"Now, onto the sawhorse racetrack. There are lots of governmental regulation, each one unlike by state. I took a good intemperately spirit, along with my wife at the horse tracks. We made the decision to sell them. We were contacted by an investment group led by one of the declamatory shareholder of Churchill down feather. They made us an offering, we countered and voila we have a stack,"I say to the board.

"Just how little did you get for these wonderful horse course ? I'm sure you didn't get enough,"Elizabeth II 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 cook to hear that number,"I say to them.

"Mr. Greene, the board would wish to lie with what amount of money you received for the horse cavalry tracks. Did it exceed 100 million ?"sucker McKenzie asks.

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

I lean back to John and ask him to write out the sales event sum. He picks up a deep black cardsharper and writes the sum of money $ 2,000,000,000.oo.

He stands up and holds the sign up for the board extremity to interpret. No one speaks, nor do they make a sound. John turns around the sign so the mass in the interview can see the damage. I hear John's favored Holy Scripture come from the audience,"Fuck, ”. This causes John to laugh out tawdry. I just chuckle, Dakota laughs out aloud as well. Jill and Mom just smile.

"Um, Mr. Greene, are you telling us that you sold all the horse racecourse for 2 gazillion dollar bill ?"Mr. Davidson asked.

"Yes, of course, oh, and did I mention that there was no monetary value in acquiring the horse track, so the money is pure profit. Isn't that what you pay me to do, micturate this company an insane sum of money ?"I ask of them.

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

"The Pinetree is undergoing monumental rescript to elevate the whole marque. We are going to office the brand in the Marriott Courtyard stage. We're going to bear a subject contest to rename the stigma to something that we all the likes of. As for the restaurant chemical group, we have a unit in Tampa, FL that has a manager who has added something to seduce the restaurant become more interesting. He has added to the menu by including the Cuban nutrient that is popular in Tampa. I'm adding this to our brand across the country, adding cultural menu options for the restaurant supporter to delight,"I say to them.

Mom stands up again to address the table,"I would like to volunteer a trace to the board. We need to remove the caps on Jill's and Saint David's fillip structure. Let me call for a ballot, all those in party favor say aye,"Mom says. Since she is the declamatory shareholder and along with our breed, she now has Thomas More than 53 % available to her, including what we bought this morning."question rack and is passed,"Mom tells the control board. Elizabeth is now madder than before. She reels backward realizing that she is powerless to subdue Mom's proposals.

"Elizabeth, this one is for you, I nominate that Elizabeth I Polly Nestor be let go from the control board of directors and that all gameboard extremity not be allowed to hold a position foresightful than 20 years. Also, that to welcome any compensation for being a board member, you must take care all 4 display panel meeting otherwise you receive less money from your appointment to the board. In accession, I nominate David Greene as CEO of Jaxson Inc. and will now birth a contract for not 5 years but 10 years, along with his wife our Director of Financial affair,"Mom nominates.

"All those in favor, say AYE, goodness, motion passed,"Mom says to the board.

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

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

"Oh, but we can. Mrs. Jaxson has total control of the ballot share of the stock,"I lean in and snog her on the buttock. The security department comes and escorts Elizabeth II out of the control board elbow room. The five of us just wave goodbye to her, she is fuming and not felicitous at all. I'm smile, Jill's grinning, Mom's grin, and of form King John and Dakota are smiling.

We get up and manoeuvre out of the instrument panel elbow room, saying our goodbyes to the plug-in members.

As we head into the hallway, I see our friend from Jim Cramer's show on the telephone talking a mile a minute. We thank everyone and head to the limo. Our luggage is already in the limo as the piazza held it for us and then loaded it into the limo for us.

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

Mom remained tacit."St. David, I want to sell my home in the Hamptons. I understand from my realtor friend that that Jobs kid wants my house and is offering 11 million for it, which I think I'll take,"Mom tells me. I just have her a hug.

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

"No, not really. I think I'll probably keep about a room full phase of the moon of stuff and nonsense and sell the remainder. Too many bad memories,"Mom tells me.

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

The limousine stops in front of Mom's jet. We all get out and carry our own baggage on to the jet. The copilot takes the luggage and stows it away. We all take a arse. The planer heads down the runway and into the air to head back home.

CHAPTER 4

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

I received a text from Roger.

Firearm permits were approved. I overnighted them to your dwelling house. I saw the Jim Cramer appearance, congrats on your sale of the cavalry tracks. 2 billion for all the racetrack is an dumbfound figure. let the cat out of the bag to you soon, Roger.

I suggest to the playgroup that we should go out for dinner party tonight to observe. I ask John 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 couple of hours of New York Stock Exchange prison term available,"John tells me. I was glad to see John staying abreast of our stock certificate.

"Anyone up for a dinner out tonight ?"I ask. Dakota moves over next to me and suggests Longhorn Steakhouse. I love the theme and have John and Dakota tell everyone that I want to take everyone out to dinner, including Bobby, Sammy, the CG son, and Fred. I get a yoke of textbook message saying that longhorn sounds delicious. I ask that everyone is contacted.

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

I ask everyone in the plane,"Should we invite Elizabeth ?"I say laughing out trashy. 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 depend 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 bit then adds,"Should I text her and invite her to our celebratory dinner party ?"John asks smiling the whole time.

I just excite my nous no, no need to poke the bear any longer, we won and we don't need to be bad mutant with our win.

I ask Jill if we should stop and buy some guns since we now had carry-permits. She thought that it would be a good musical theme. She began texting Fred to let him sleep with that we are all going to Texas longhorn, but that we wanted to check and lease advantage of our carry permits and purchase a couple of guns. He texted back that he will have a stretch limousine at the airport shortly when we arrive.

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

It 's not longsighted before I hear the landing train whorl into shoes, and we begin our descent into LAX. As we touch down on the rails, Dakota is squeezing my script. She still doesn't like this character of the trip.

I lean over and kiss her. I lean the other way and kiss Mom. As the jet comes to a plosive, I see out the window that Fred is waiting with the trunk open and the hinder door afford. The co-pilot begins bringing down the luggage to the foot of the stairs. Fred picks them up and puts them into the bole. The three dame seem all wiped out. I pull Fred aside and ask if we could stop at a gun shop. He hands me a FedEx gasbag that has our gun carry permits inside of the envelope.

I open the envelope and bridge player Dakota, John, and Jill their carry license. Dakota really seems shake up. I text Jennifer and Paula that I had their carry permits. I also texted Marcus that I had his express permit. He texted back that he was excited that they came so soon. I asked Fred to gift 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 conform to us there. I guessed that Jennifer was still driving everyone in her new Impala.

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

Before we got out of the limo, Jennifer's new viridity Impala entered the parking lot. It was overnice 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 vauntingly man who probably tilted the ordered series in the 375 to 400-pound range. We all showed him our carry permits. He told us to look around and he would answer any questions we might deliver.

I selected the same modelling that I took the gun class with, a Smith & Wesson 9mm. John also selected a standardised model for himself. Dakota, with the minuscule 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 firearm, but then again there was no take 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, waistline holsters, and even ankle holsters. We all chose a waist holster, but John also selected a shoulder 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 locks to preserve anyone from using our throttle when we weren't using them, for example in the Chateau when we are entertaining. I knew we were going to have a gun safe, but when will the locksmith guy get to installing that ?

I paid for all the arm on my embodied credit rating calling card. The heavyset man who sold us all our torpedo smiled when he saw the total. We all walked out of the gun shop with our purchases and with the holsters and with some ammo. In the limousine, whoremonger, Jill, Dakota and myself all loaded our magazine.

I assumed that the lady in the green Impala were doing the same affair. Fred took us to Longhorn where Bobby, Sammy, and Diane along with Donna were waiting for us to make it. For whatever reason, the CG boy did not join us for dinner party. BJ and Danni did arrive a few minutes later in Danni's car.

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

John announced that the securities industry had closed about an hour ago, shares of Jaxson Inc. Malcolm stock ended up going up a record $ 37.50 per share, the greatest one day gain in Jaxson Inc account. I did the math quick for Dakota, 10,000 shares up by $ 37.50 per share match Dakota's line increasing by $ 375,000. Dakota kissed me and headed into the restaurant. I noticed three Hispanic youths just form of hanging around outside the main door.

John, Marcus and I walked right on by them into the eatery. Fred parked the limo and joined us inside.

The stewardess took us to our table, where the ladies were already laughing and having a ripe time. I looked around and didn't see Amy.

"Did anyone remember to take in Amy ?"I asked.

Silence.

I just shake off my capitulum. John was already texting Amy telling her to get her cute ass over to Longhorn's Steakhouse because dada wants to see her. She texted back that she would be here shortly.

I smiled hearing that she was on way. Dakota had told her to drive her BMW. A few minutes later, Amy walked into the restaurant. She laughed when she saw trick doing his honest ‘ Polly gets the boot ’. Mom was laughing so surd, I thought she was going to snort her beverage out through her nozzle from John's antics.

I ordered another round of starter and of path, I kept the cheesy shrimp when two of them came to the board. I wasn't about to let one of then go to whoremonger and get eaten like a termite chuck wood.

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

"You should know by now that I invite everyone, if you didn't get an invite, then just schoolbook 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 principal course arrived, our boy John once again showed signboard of maturity again taking fear that Diane had everything she needed. Diane had decided to splurge and order a fully loaded baked white potato vine. john didn't think there was enough 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 good a time as any.

"Hey, everyone may I cause your attention please,"I ask of the table. I leaned in and kissed Jill, she knew what I was about to tell everyone.

"Jill and I would care 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 cooking to appease now three ladies 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 clip to have children, but alas, Bob was a workaholic and it never seemed to be the correct sentence to have children. She was looking forward to being ‘ Grandma ’. I just smiled, the day had gone extremely well. Polly was no tenacious on the circuit card of directors, Mom now controlled the majority of the farm animal and liked where Jill and I were taking the company.

Kim and Kay sat at the opposite end of the tabular array chatting quietly to themselves. I got up and walked around the table. I took a electric chair from a table behind them and pulled it up between them asking,"ma'am, are you having a good time ? It seemed the early Night that you and the porn twins were having a proficient discussion, anything I should know about ?"I asked.

"No, nothing now. We chatted with your lady Allison, she's really skillful. She tried her right to dissuade us from making another smut. We're considering what she said to us but knowing that you O.K. of Allison goes a foresightful way with us,"Kay tells me.

"Um, did you severalize 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 stool our own decision on what to do with our bodies. However, Allison keeps telling us that a porn career can ingest a routine for the worse if one isn't careful,"Kim says.

"She's veracious. The pornography twins and Belinda have all told me that they want out of the porn industry, which is why they are getting snag so cheaply for my pool business firm. I want them to be successful at leaving the industriousness, if that's what they really want to do,"I say to them.

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

"I'm for certain 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 option. You can't be pop forever,"Kay says.

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

As we finished up with dinner, I asked for the flyer. The server brought the card over and I used my Jaxson Inc. corporate calling card. Mom kissed me on the cheek and thanked Jill and I for a delightful day.

We all gathered our affair and headed towards the front room access.

CHAPTER 5

At showtime, four of our ladies walked outside. John the Evangelist, Fred, Marcus, and I followed moments later.

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

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

"Hey bozo, there's no need to pull your guns out at a family eatery like this one,"I say.

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

trick is cook to assume them on, but I ask him to back down a little.

"Guy, do you all go to a casino to wager stove poker ?"I ask.

"Yes, we go to the one at Hollywood Park. They have our preferent game, Texas clutch'em"their loss leader says.

"So right now, you are holding a pair jackass in your bridge player. The river turns up another Jack, so now you have three doodly-squat,"I say to him.

"Huh ? What are you talking about ? Give us your money or we will scud you,"the loss leader says.

"Shoot me ? You don't even realize that there are two queer on the table, but you're only worried about that diddly because it makes your hand better,"I say.

The loss leader is really confused as to why I'm talking about cards 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 future for what a few measly one dollar bill ? Not a impertinent play valet,"I look right into the eye of the leader.

"springiness us your money, white boy,"the second one says to me.

"So, you're holding a dyad of Jacks plus one on the river giving you three gob, much like you three betting your life for a couplet of bucks,"I say.

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

"Give us your money, this is your finally admonition,"the third one says.

"I turn over my brace of add-in to exhibit you that I have a pair of Queens and putting them with the pair on the board yield me four Queens, and everyone knows that four Queens ALWAYS beats three jackstones,"I say smiling.

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

Only about 30 seconds later, police force showed up and arrested our Hispanic youths. I was so proud of the ladies. They used their piece wisely and were not afraid one bit. It turns out that Kim and Kay had gotten to the door behind us and saw the three Guy with the artillery. They went to the stewardess stand and dialed 911 giving the pinch operator the address for the holdup.

I hugged each lady. John checked for Diane to earn sure she was dependable. I went over to Dakota and Jill and teasingly scolded them."Couldn't wait to use your gas pedal eh ?"I said smiling. The four young lady all kissed me, all though Sharon did squeeze my ass during her kiss.

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

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

On the way, Dakota takes electric charge and unzips me, fishes out my peter and puts it in her mouthpiece. She's licking the underside, getting my cock all wet and hard from her wonderful oral exam skills. Jill moves over to the buns next to me in the limo. She places a hand on the back of Dakota's head pushing her towards my pelvis. Dakota is now gagging a bit as my cock header is touching her uvula. scores of spit was escaping her cute little mouth. I just sat back and enjoyed the ride.

Mom slid the privacy 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 pass the night and thus won't be bringing the limousine back to the killing expanse tonight. She texted back that she was already at the Chateau, but she would let the overnight manager know the situation with the limo.

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

"Damn Dakota, you are so getting better at this,"I say as I shoot all my seed into her accepting lip. I hear her swallow three times letting none of it escape. I kiss her, tasting myself on her tongue. She hugs me hard and leans her top dog on my shoulder purring in my ear.

When you are distracted by a beautiful cleaning woman sucking on your cock the drive metre to get home strait quite quickly.

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

I hear the garage door spread out. I suspect that Dakota's BMW is being put away. Jill and I get to our bedchamber and just dump the clothes into the trammel. I put my travelling bag in the closet and am happy that we are home. I shed my clothes and head in to take aim a exhibitioner. Again, I'm happy that this shower has New York minute hot water. I shower, I shampoo and just as I was about to conk the shower bath, Amy stepped in.

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

I hug her and snog her. I feel her strong little hands stroking my gruelling cock. 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 down her downward slowly. Her afters silky pussy slides down onto my cock. We begin to hurtle in unison. It doesn't take very long before Amy is cumming hard,"OH GAWD DADDY, YOU spirit SO nooky WONDERFUL interior OF MY LITTLE snatch,"she says as the first orgasm rolls through her body.

I keep thrusting into her and she keeps cumming,"OH GAWD DADDY, I FEEL YOU SO DEEP IN ME. YOU MAKE 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 body, Amy came one to a greater extent time,"OH GAWD pop, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH !"She says to me as I begin to shoot into her sweet fuddled little pussy.

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

As we both settle down, we step out and dry each other off. Once we are all dry, she walks bare into my bedroom. I put on a pair of drawers and a White River tee shirt and foreland out to the hallway. Amy takes my hand and leads me to the kitchen. I see Sammy and Bobby working diligently.

Bobby is making a smasher called ‘ Bangers and Mashed ’. I had to ask what it was. He explained that it is a sausage with a thick mashed potato and a dark Brown gravy. He told us that he was introduced to it in England. Sammy had some delightful novel tuna starter on some Ritz firecracker ready for us to eat.

I sat at the read/write head of the new dining room table. I see Fred and Mom holding work force. Fred is making her a home of food which he carries over to the dining room tabular array. I think to myself how becoming the Chauffeur really changed my life for the better.

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