The Chauffeur ( # 38 ) The Investigation Begins

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

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

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

After finishing my morning duties, I washed my men and came out of the bathroom looking at my two pin-up still sleeping. I put on a yoke of short pants and a tee shirt and headed out to the kitchen grabbing my phone off the charger on the way out.

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

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

As we sat there, I asked,"Lady, is it me or has lav been looking and acting much more suppurate ?"

Jennifer started,"Are you kidding us, David ? He's been trying so knockout these past few months to emulate you that how could he NOT attend and act More mature. Holy Irish bull, you are old enough to really be his Father-God, and for that, I am so grateful. Many clock time, when I hear Dakota call you ‘ papa'I think that maybe bathroom should be calling you the Sami thing. You have done more for him in the past few calendar month than his biologic Father ever did,"she says to me with a big grinning on her boldness.

Sharon adds,"Jeeze David, he dresses like you, he shaves every day even on Sunday, he handles himself in a much more mature manner, he has shown you and Jill that he is really responsible for and when prison term got a bit scary he buckled down and made sure all of us ladies were dependable and secure, starting with Jennifer and Diane,"she says before leaning into me and giving me a kiss.

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

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

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

I saw respective agent buzzing around taking characterisation and measurement.

"Hello, Mr. Greene. I'm Captain Perez. Capital sent me to palm the investigation of yesterday's shooting,"he told me.

"Well, maitre d'hotel, it's David. Mr. Greene is my deceased begetter,"I tell him.

"Sir, I apologize, but FBI communications protocol requires me to promise you Mister until the case is wrapped up,"he explains which was the offset prison term someone had rebuffed my attempts to be called St. David, which I was o.k. with since it made sense.

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

I stepped a duet of gradation to his slope to deflect looking into the sun. He turned with me and said,"All the factor are all right. The most grievous one was Agent Don…um…hold on for a second while I check my tone. Oh, here it is, Agent Don McHenry. Yes, he's mulct. The hospital stitched him up and sent him home late live on night,"he tells me.

I summon Sharon over and tell her the news show. She kisses me on the brass and runs off to get her headphone. In literally seconds, I see her chatting with someone, whom I assume is Agent Don. I see her smile. She puts her phone down and comes back to me telling me she is heading over to his house to ‘ take upkeep of him'all the while she is smiling her big beautiful smile. I check with the maitre d' to make for certain it is OK for her to pull up stakes, and he gives her the thumbs-up.

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

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

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

"How can you do that ?"

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

"Absolutely,"he tells me.

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

"Captain just pass me a couple of minute and I'll have that DVD for you,"I tell him.

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, do you take in a copy of the other shooting your house took a duad of hebdomad ago as well ?"

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

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

I see Bobby and Sammy with a phonograph record of gist out. Bobby begins to enwrap up several steaks into a large art object of tinfoil. Sammy is wrapping about 8-10 ribs into two expectant piece of music of tin foil When all the marrow is wrapped up, they put the three firearm of wrapped meat into a paper bag and hired hand it to police chief Perez, who tries politely to refuse. They won't hear of it and force him to occupy the paper bag.

I just smile.

I ask him if he would like a cup of coffee, he declines to say that he needs to get back outside to supervise his guys and the investigation.

"Captain, may we discuss individual from the city law for a span of hour ?"I say as we are walking back towards the front door.

"Certainly,"

"I'm not sure if you are familiar with a City police Lieutenant Horowitz. I mean, I'm not sure if Special broker Fernandez made acknowledgment of him in his account or not,"I say to the Captain.

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

"Don't faith him. He's about as fly-by-night as a cop can get without getting booted off the force. It is my apprehension that he is quietly being investigated by the US lawyer,"I tell him.

"wellspring, Mr. Greene, it's more than just an investigation, but I believe that he is on the verge of being indicted,"He tells me putting his finger to his lips indicating that I'm not supposed to say anything. I nod my head plausive to acknowledge his petition for me to be silent on the matter.

Once back outside, Captain puts his intellectual nourishment and the DVD into his way vehicle. He reaches into his pocket and hands me his card. I see it has the John Edgar Hoover building savoir-faire on it from DC.

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

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

"Well, I'm probably going to be stopping in DC sometime later this week. My caller just bought a towboat and I need to go visit it,"I tell him.

"Which tugboat ?"

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

"Oh, I hope you're going to clean house that building up. It was built a little less than ten years ago, but you wouldn't believe it. In DC there is quite a little of money spent ensuring that construction stay clean and neat in visual aspect, but not the Kraft construction. It looks as if they build it and just stopped taking care of it the moment it became use up,"he tells me, which really surprised me that we would get such an honest perspective of the building.

"fountainhead, it's no longer going to be called the Kraft edifice. We're renaming it the bird of Jove. We have renamed all of the tower that we bought after a bird of some sort,"I tell him.

"Where else did you buy ?"He asks.

"fountainhead, here in LA, which we call the mortarboard. One in Tampa, which we call the Flamingo, one in Madison Badger State which we call the Snowy Owl, and one in Toronto that we call the blue angel Jay,"I tell him.

"That will be nice to transfer the names to kick in people the understanding that ownership has changed,"the Captain says.

"We're also looking at one in Atlanta, that if we get it, we will prognosticate that one the Falcon and one in Phoenix that we will call the cardinal, there's also a potential one in Dallas that we would promise the vulture,"I tell him.

He nods indicating he understands but asks,"I see some of the hoot coincide with sportswoman team, Atlanta, Toronto, and Phoenix. However, some don't make any horse sense,"he says to me.

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

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

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

"Why, yes. My first wife made me collapse them up. She hated the olfactory perception of them so instead of constantly arguing with her, I just chuck up the sponge them."I tell him.

He hands me the cigar, handshaking my hand and goes back to check on his factor's forward motion on the investigation.

I turn and go back inside.

CHAPTER 2

I see lavatory is now up and eating. I just grin and giggle to myself. Bobby comes over to me and asks how many steaks or ribs would I wish to eat, or would I prefer them to realise me a regular breakfast ? I followed John's lead-in and took the ribs asking for 5 with some white potato vine salad if there is any left.

"Any left, there's maybe 6 or 7 large bowlful of potato salad available,"Bobby tells me. He begins to heat up the rib and heads to the big kitchen to get another bowl of Solanum tuberosum salad.

John the Divine isn't saying a news ; he just keeps shoveling the food into his mouth. I see him with a chicken feed of succus, no motive to ask what flavor the juice is.

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

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

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

"Lord's Day,"I tell her.

Her eyes get large and she says,"Shit. Where are my clothes ? I have a transformation at the restaurant at 2,"she says in a much more frantic manner.

"deary, I believe that your clothes are on the floor in the garage next to your car where Sharon and I undressed you Friday night,"I say to her smiling the whole prison term. This makes Gospel According to John snort while eating.

young woman gets up and heading out to the garage. A few minutes later she came back privileged and asked,"Um, how do I get out of the garage. The big door seems to be locked,"she says. I get up and follow her out to the garage. I undo the carabiner from the track and resurrect the door, pushing the unresolved button. She starts her car and backs out telling me she will most definitely be back IF she's welcome. I tell her that she is always welcome. As she is focusing on me, she almost runs over an FBI agent. I poke the button and open the front line gate. She slowly drives her car through the gate and down the route. I close the gate as I see chieftain Perez watching me.

I hit the button to shut the garage door and take the air back inside.

After John finishes, I ask him to grow all the security measure shutters to reserve the sunlight into the house. He tosses his denture with the vacuous ivory into the trash and moves to the rear of the sign to begin raising the shutters. His phone buzzes.

"Hello, this is can. No, you promised me that your measure cat would be here today, not tomorrow. So, here's the plan. If you are determined to not show up until tomorrow, you will see the company who has taken your job. Otherwise, you have until 3 this good afternoon to bear your measuring hoi polloi here. Thank you and have a gracious day,"he says without raising his voice or being nasty. I am very proud of him. He's handling himself with great maturity and demeanor.

Dakota and Donna come scuffling into the kitchen, where Sammy pokes the clit to burn up the coffee pot once again pouring out the now cold coffee.

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

I knock on that doorway, but no one answers. I hear voices inside. I quietly open the door and step inside. There I see Allison with a camera on her shoulder joint and Belinda sitting vertical with her back against a wall masturbating. She has a dildo that she is using to reach her acme. Suddenly she stops. Allison asks,"What's the topic ? Why did you stop ?"

Belinda just raises her arm straight out from her massive chest to manoeuver at me. I say,"I'm sorry, I guess I caused that,"causing Allison to climb up but not put down the photographic camera as she wasn't expecting anyone to babble behind her.

I offer my services to help Belinda reach that all tough orgasm. She nods in commendation. I move over to her and pull on her legs sliding her trunk down to be flavourless on the ground. I lay between her legs and begin to lick her womanhood ; I only get a few minutes in before there is a knock at the studio doorway. I here King John announce himself asking if I was in there.

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

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

"John, maybe you could stop what I have started since exceptional Agent Fernandez's timing is rather hapless,"I say getting up from between Belinda's legs and wipe my face off with a towel I see on the riposte. I head out pulling the door closed behind me and manoeuvre inside. Once I was inside the household, I saw Special Agent Fernandez standing by the front threshold with an envelope in his hand.

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

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

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

"Is there a trouble,"Fernandez asks me.

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

I offer him solid food, which he politely declines. I thank him and he leaves. I stand there looking at the check trying to cipher what else to do with this money. I take it down the residence to Jill. I hand her the chit and smile.

"Nice,"Jill says looking at the check.

I got to thinking about how I had stopped reading Bob's diary. I looked for the one that I had started. I found it in the living room, succeeding to the couch on an end tabular array. I picked the book up and settled into the lounge to register some more. One detail that I saw which interested me was a street sign fellowship. Bob made a goodness power point that most if not all street signs seem to be worldwide. As he put it in the book,"A kibosh sign is just that no thing where it might be posted in the US,"making note that it is possible for a company to bid on DOT contracts and produce and ship to the several locations the signs.

I find a pen in the binder of the record book and rope this idea.

I hear a crash in the kitchen. I get up and head to the kitchen to see an chagrined Donna looking at the home base she dropped. Sammy is already getting the broom and dustpan to houseclean up the mess.

"Don't vexation about it, Miss Donna. We do this all the clock time,"Bobby tells her. I say to Donna and Dakota to not move as there is glass everywhere. Both of them pick their feet up and put them on the round of the chair.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I put the diary from Bob into a drawer in the kitchen and psyche to my function to log onto my computer.

When I get there, I see my gorgeous married woman already working.

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

"Oh, about an 60 minutes or so ago. Rob sent us an email that you need to read,"she tells me, making me a bit nervous.

I turn on my laptop and get prepared for Rob's email. Once loaded up I read the bearing,"risk will Edward Goldenberg Robinson, DANGER,"I smile because I know of Rob's love for old TV shows, such as ‘ lost In Space ’.

I open the email and it reads,"Well, as you anticipated, I found several former employees that have not been terminated off the system. Three of the sawbuck tracks that you sold have all their employees still active in our organization. I terminated all the employees from the horse course. Out of oddment, did you acquire any gambling casino ? I have found that we, Jaxson Inc. own ternion casino. One in Oklahoma, one in Sunshine State, and one in Arizona. The three total of more than 3,000 employees. I have made a list of them but need your steering on what to do with them. Please advise,"he writes to me.

"CASINOS, really ?"I say out loud causing Jill to stop and inquire what's wrong.

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

"How did we acquire them ?"Jill asks.

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

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

"Um, well I don't know. I sent him about 20 or so masses from the hawk, but I'm not certainly where we are on the early group,"I reply.

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

Jill picks up her cell phone and dial up Rob.

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

"Well, kind of. I mean the group that David sent me from the mortarboard was a Brobdingnagian supporter, but now finding these four cassino,"he says before I stop him.

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

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

My mind backwash towards Tina and her being in Phoenix with her Mother.

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

CHAPTER 3

I see another email that interests me. It's from Roger. It reads,"I heard about the shot at your dwelling. I guess the muggins are stupid, shooting up a political party that is full of FBI agents and their families. You need to set a program in place when something like this happens, whether you are at the house or not. You may not be the target as you have three Lady who are pregnant. The bad guys may think that your weakness is through them,"he writes.

I reply that I agree with his feeling that they may target the three pregnant madam, but I joke ‘ guess they haven't met Dakota yet ’.

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

I check the email phone number and see that there are 311 emails. I round up the I that are duplicates and delete them before I begin to show the unity labeled ‘ read-only ’. My task is to read and edit them, getting my email box empty. It takes about two time of day to interpret all the emails.

"Hey, Hun, what do you think about getting Gospel According to John a truck of his choice ? I think that he is getting frustrated with riding in Diane's car all the time. I was thinking of maybe a Ford expedition. I don't want him to deliver a pickup as everyone he knows will always ask him to aid them strike their clobber,"I tell her.

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

"No,"I say to her.

We go back to working on our computers. About an hr later Jill exclaims,"There, my electronic mail box is now empty !"She says with a glee in her voice.

It is just over a half hour before my email inbox is also empty. We both close our laptops and headway downstairs.

In the kitchen, I step on a pocket-size shard of glass all the way out into the dining room. I sit down and Dakota retrieves our maiden aid kit offering to take care of this for me. She squirts it with hydrogen peroxide, drying it with a piece of cotton wipe and puts some sav on it along with a ‘ Hello Kitty'Band-Aid. This garners respective bird and comment from the grouping. Even Jill laughed and commented about how ‘ cute'I looked with a ‘ Hello Kitty'Band-Aid.

As common, Dakota did a OK job of taking attention of me. It is still bothering me that I haven't intellection of something for Dakota yet.

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

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

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

"fountainhead, I've spoken with Roger though e-mail and we have concluded that we need some program put in home regarding this sign of the zodiac and a state of lockdown. showtime, let me start with the scenario that either Jill or myself are here. Everyone takes a buttocks on the trading floor, no subject where they are. The nigh ones to any windows will pry the buttons to drop the security measure shutters. Those who have a carry permit will call back their firearm, attaching it to their hip until the whole issue is over,"I tell everyone. I see virtually all the grouping nodding their heads up and down indicating yes, they understood.

"Now the tougher scenario. If Jill and I are gone, but John is here. He becomes in burster. No one leaves and no one enters the mansion, except for law enforcement. Everyone knows that I'm not a fan of Lt. Vladimir Horowitz, so do not let him inside no issue what he says. This is a buck private abode and he is not receive. Should both John and Dakota not be here, then any of the four Lady Donna, Paula, Jennifer, or Sharon are to be in charge. If I call anyone and severalize them to use code 69, I expect that the household is to be locked down no topic what. Does anyone not understand what I've described ?"I ask.

No one has anything to say.

"Alright, time for a quiz,"I say to some storm faces.

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

Paula raises her hand to answer the question,"Um, You and Jill are in explosive charge. We are all to get on the floor. If you happen to be by a window, then it is your responsibleness to throw the security department shutters,"she says.

"THAT'S RIGHT !"I say happy to hear that at least one person is listening.

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

Again, Paula raises her mitt,"If you three are not here, then toilet is in bearing,"she tells every one of us.

What does encrypt 69 mean ?"I ask.

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

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

I see Paula wanting to raise her hand, but she keeps it down. Finally, Donna resolution,"Then either Paula, Sharon, Jennifer, or I are in bearing,"she tells everyone.

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

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

"Use your best judging,"I tell everyone.

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

John, Donna, Diane, Marcus, Amy, missy, Danni, and morning. I do the mental math in my headland, ‘ this should spend the $ 250K and maybe even a bit more ’.

Jill dismisses everyone.

There is a knock on the nominal head door. Again, Jennifer opens it to see Captain Perez make out with his one-half a cigar that he is chewing on.

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

I come to the door,"Hello Captain,"I say to him.

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

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

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

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

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

There is a knock at the front room access again. I open it to find the guy from the Ice truck.

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

I step outside and walk over to the hand truck. He points to not one but two cakehole. I notice that there is a third hole that he had not seen. I tell him that I'll have my insurance necessitate precaution of it, truth be known, I'll have the people who repair our limos for Black Car and Happy, Happee limo take aid of the truck.

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

I head inside and ask whoremonger and Marcus to finish emptying the ice truck into the many coolers that still line the outside of the house by the two pools. I direct him to get the dolly from the garage which he does to express all the bag through the house and out to the poolside area. The CG guy see what is going on and bring together in to help,

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

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

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

Marcus and John set out loading the dolly with bags of ice. It dawns on me that maybe we need more than one dolly, so I text Dakota to parliamentary procedure a couple more than dolly, the type that the drinkable vender use. They fold out to stock much more than than just the fixture standup dolly. She texts back her usual ‘ K ’.

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

As I come back around the cover of the hand truck, a car sits at the logic gate honking its horn. I see that it is Dr. Ronda. I walk over to the gate's electronic panel, poke the set aside buttons and the gate opens. As Ronda pulls through the logic gate, she blows me a kiss. I poke the essential push to conclude the logic gate and cerebrate that maybe we need to have the gate fellowship fare and put dissimilar four-digit codes into the electronics so bank people, such as Dr. Ronda don't need me or anyone to let her in the gate.

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

It dawned on me that maybe I need to buy Ronda a new car as well. Her car isn't all that old, but it does sustain some mileage on it and as she seems to form Chateau calls, some for body of work, some for gambling maybe she needs a better one as well.

Once I get into the garage, I poke the clitoris, the garage doorway closes behind her. I open her driver's doorway to help her measure out. She puts her limb around me and snog me passionately.

When we break from our buss I ask,"I'm shot you're not here for piece of work then,"I say smiling.

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

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

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

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

Ronda goes over to each of them and kiss them and asks,"Is there any More of that delicious coffee I smell ? I haven't had any coffee tree since I left the hospital early this morning,"she tells us. Sammy begins to pour out her a cup asking if she needs ointment or sugar.

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

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

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

She stops and turns around saying,"Oh, you political party pooper. I'll go plow my work then you're mine,"she says with a shady trivial smile.

Ronda goes back to the kitchen, where she had set her doctor bag down. She asked for Jill first. She put the blood pressure cuff on her, listened to her twinkling, and asked several motion before declaring that Jill was moving along just o.k. with her pregnancy.

After Jill, she moved on to Diane. Once again, she put on the blood pressure sensation cuff, listened to her breathing, but since Diane was farther along than Jill, she also listened to her paunch before she declared that everything appears to be exquisitely with Diane.

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

Ronda started the same way, blood atmospheric pressure handcuff, listening to her heartbeat and external respiration, and asking several questions. It took several more minutes before Ronda told us that she would care Dakota to get some blood mental testing run, the Sooner the better.

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

"Oh, I don't think it's anything, but she tells me that she is very hit and misfire in taking her prenatal vitamins. Saint David, she needs to take them regularly they don't assistant her sitting in the bottleful,"Ronda tells me.

I think for a moment and ask,"Energy she have to take them with solid food or can she just consume them anytime ?"

"If she takes them in the morning, on an vacuous stomach is best or maybe even with a minuscule trash of water. If they are making her sick to her stomach then deal them at bedtime with a low snack,"Ronda tells me.

I think for a moment before I tell Bobby and Sammy,"gentleman's gentleman before Dakota gets one drop of coffee bean, she must demand her prenatal vitamin. This is authoritative to me hombre,"I say to them. Both chefs acknowledge what I have told them and agree.

Dakota answers,"That's just mean daddy. No chocolate without me taking my vitamins, mean, just plain mean,"causing everyone around us to giggle. Bobby and Sammy are quite the valet and don't say a word.

Once Ronda is done with her doctorly responsibility, she puts her equipment back into her doc bag, zips it closed and takes me by the hand once again taking a huge gulping of her coffee, emptying the cup. This makes for another of the ladies at the dining way tabular array to gag once again,"surmisal she doesn't want the pick for her coffee, maybe she just likes the appreciation of his ointment,"causing more than giggles, however, now it turns to laughter.

Ronda pulls me down the hallway to my bedroom.

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

"Saint David, do you remember telling me that we would urinate a wonderful child together ?"She asks.

"Of track, I do."

"Were you serious or were you just saying something nice to me ?"She asks with a grievous spirit on her face.

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

"Well, variety of. I see pregnant cleaning lady every day and, in my nous, I hear the tick-tock of my child making years going by degenerate and faster. I know you have two children on the way already with Jill and Dakota. But I just can't get you out of my head. You are everything that I want in the Fatherhood of my small fry. You are impudent, you are handsome, you make good determination, you mentor John the Evangelist telling me that you would be a wondrous parent. Why can't I shake this feeling about you ?"She says with her eye welling up.

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

"favorite, I love you as well. However, there is someone in this equating that you need to get permission from. I would sleep together to reach a baby with you, yet I won't do that unless I have Jill's license. There are lots of things that I don't need her license for, including us playacting, but to create a small fry, that is something entirely different,"I say to her as I'm snuggling her.

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

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

I continue on,"ducky, I am more than than volition to create a minor with you. You are many matter that nearly men would require. You're beautiful, you're a intimate dynamo, you are smart, you are hardworking, you have a warmheartedness inside you, and your still reasonably young."The last comment gets me a poke in the ribs from a giggling Ronda.

"Reasonably young ?"She asks.

"well, you aren't in your former twenties, but you're not as old as Mom either,"which gets me another slug from Ronda.

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

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

"More than I care to admit. In my header, I think that I can just raise our child as a single parent and if you participate then it only benefits our kid, if you choose to not take part then I've lost nada since I'm acting as a single parent,"she tells me before raising up to kiss me passionately.

"Darling, you won't have to raise our fry alone. hellhole, move into the Chateau with us and sell your domicile. You'll be amongst those who love you and there will be other pregnant cleaning woman here as well. In fact, the whole Chateau will be overrun with children by future Halloween,"I tell her. This makes her grin.

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

"Yes, I would hump for you to move in here. As for the shootings, well, the FBI is all over it. In addition, I'm putting a couple more security department affair in place,"I tell her trying to clear her feel safe about coming here.

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

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

"Honey, this isn't let's make Ronda spirit bad. Hell, I'll go with you if you would like. I just want her OK before I create another shaver,"I tell her as we kiss once again passionately. Dakota may be right ; I do feel something consanguineous to the chemistry between us. Only Jill and Dakota have a stronger spot in my essence over Ronda.

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

I get up and head back out to the kitchen where I was greeted by a couple of the Lady checking their imaginary watches saying,"WOW, pappa that really was a quickie,"causing the ladies to catch fire with giggles and some laughter.

CHAPTER 4

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

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

Jill begins,"David, are you will to relieve oneself a child with Ronda ?"

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

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

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

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

"No Mom, goose egg like that, although maybe we should put him on restriction and take away his toys,"Jill replies giggling as she says this to Mom. This again causes some laughter from the peeress sitting at the dining elbow room table.

"Then what is it ?"

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

"THAT'S ALL ? the pits, who here doesn't want to have a baby by David ?"Mom says laughing.

Mom continues,"I only hope the child is made the old-fashioned way and not this new-fangled test-tube manner,"Mom quips.

"No, no test-tube. Just field ole sex and I'm pretty sure my Jacques Louis David will engage full advantage of trying to make the baby every chance he gets,"Jill says giggling some more.

Ronda stands up, releasing Jill's hand and comes over to me taking my hired hand and saying,"C'mon lover, we have a sister to take a leak,"smiling the hale time.

She pulls me through the theatre to my bedchamber once again. We both get on the bed, albeit we strip before getting on the bed.

"Jacques Louis David, make beloved to me,"Ronda says in a romantic tone.

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

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

Although I was disappointed a few minutes ago, now I was hard as a rock and opt to pass over pleasing her orally and move right into fucking her, or as she put it, making love to her.

I slide my hips between her second joint lining up my humanity with her hatchway. I gently push just a low bit of my tool into her wetness. She moans as I begin to accede her. I feel the wetness her womanhood is creating around my cock.

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

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

We match each former's thrusting before I hear her reaching her world-class heyday,"OH MY GAWD DAVID, I SO passion YOU,"telling me as she cums hard for the low gear orgasm.

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

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

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

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

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

"wait on a second, now you noblewoman are betting on me ? What am I a knight, this ain't no Kentucky Derby,"I say astonished that now I'm being bet upon. Of course, it's all Dakota's doing.

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

Something in my head made me think about tomorrow being Mon. I ask everyone to manoeuver back to the TV room once again. I see a duad of eye rolls, but everyone headspring back there.

I put some shortstop on and my usual White tee shirt and psyche to the TV elbow room as well, dragging Dr. Ronda behind me.

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

I stand at the doorway to the room,"Tomorrow is Monday. I would wish for everyone to go to their chore as usual. We won't be deterred from our normal routines. Those who are here, need to check off the security camera from time to time. Tomorrow I'm going to approach the city Council to see if they will sell me the road that leads to our house, maybe they'll just be happy that there is one less road that they will make to sustain and let me cause it for a reasonable cost,"I tell everyone.

John and Marcus come into the TV room all sweaty. They have completed their job and the ice truck is now empty. Dakota begins dialing up for a truck sizing tow truck to come to pick up the ice motortruck and take it over to the berth that all the limos get fixed.

It dawns on me that if the heater didn't come out the other side of meat, then maybe Captain Perez would need to institutionalize his forensics squad out to fish out the slugs.

After I say my speech about not changing tomorrow's normal responsibility, I dial up police chief Perez.

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

"sea captain, this is St. David Greene. It occurs to me that the ice truck in my courtyard might have two or three bullets in it. There are three bullet holes, so if they didn't come out the other side, your forensics squad may be able to retrieve them,"I say to him.

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

"We'll be sure to await for them,"I say.

We end the call.

"What's that noise ?"I ask.

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

"Nice work, John,"I say to him.

"pappa, are we dismissed ?"Dakota asks.

"Yes, everyone is dismissed,"

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

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

Bobby comes around the box and asks me if it was OK to make tonight taco-night. I told him it was fine. He said that he and Sammy have differing inwardness flavorer and would like everyone to try each one and render them a preference.

In my forefront, it sounded like fun.

"Hey guy rope, do we birth all the fixture in the house, or do we need to make a grocery store store run ?"I ask.

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

I was thinking that this could be a fun night."Be indisputable to declare to everyone that tonight is taco nighttime. Oh, and I hope I don't have to order you that John Lackland will probably eat a dozen or more than taco,"I say to the chefs.

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

"Nice !"

Bobby and Sammy both go around telling everyone that tonight is Taco Sun night and there will be a contest that everyone needs to take part in. I see everyone's eyes brighten up, including my newest lover/baby Creator Dr. Ronda.

"surmise I'll have to enjoy the spicy food for thought before I'm fraught,"Ronda says to me.

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

I look around and pick out stock of the skilful things that are happening here.

The CG male child are dating porn twins. Fred is dating Mom. Jill, Dakota, and now Dr. Ronda all want babe from me. Diane is fraught with bathroom's baby and they seem to be doing very well. Sharon, Jennifer, Paula, and Donna are howling char who all love me. Allison is working hard trying to be successful now that she owns the studio business. BJ and Danni are wonderful sexually charged women that are both beautiful as well as being smart. Missy will be back soon ; I hope, as she was fun to play with. Belinda seems to be working toilsome with Allison as well. dayspring has fit in well here and her cleaning Service has taken the burden off Amy to run the house. The two chefs are funny in increase to being wonderful James Cook. John, well he is my protégé. I treat him as if he was my own son. He has made the transition from being a kid in Diane's crew that just always said ‘ fuck'to a mature young man that accepts responsibility and has a much more mature conduct.

Amy has really begun to flourish in the function of keeper of the family. Getting the cleanup service was perfect. Now she can focus on just running the family and not being a slave to it.

And then there is Mom. She's beautiful, she's sexually a dynamo. Clearly, she and Fred have found some sort of happiness. Mom template me when I find myself in a difficult situation. I am very gladiola to ingest brought her to the west Coast and helped her sell her stodgy mansion in the Lionel Hampton, for which she got the highest sum of money of money ever sold by a non-beachfront property.

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

Mark Newberg's departure and his nieces Kim and Kay choosing to move out disappointed me. Tina moving away to her Mom's house in Phoenix made mother wit, but still bummed me out a bit.

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

I checked with Dakota to make sure as shooting everything was set up with the jet for an too soon morn Tuesday departure. We discussed going to DC first, then down to Atlanta to see this building that Jennifer is trying to make a deal on, and then on to Tampa. On the homecoming, we will terminate unannounced in Phoenix to receive a look in on our Tina.

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

Thinking about our three pregnant ladies, Diane is the first due in mid to late May. Dakota is next to be due in late June. Jill due after the fourth of July and now, if I get Dr. Ronda pregnant before Christmas, she'll be looking at an August or Labor Day due date. I laughed at my own joke ; she goes into toil on Labor Day.

CHAPTER 5

As dinner time approached, Bobby and Sammy gathered us all to come to the dining room board. No one was storm that trick had his ass in a chairwoman before anyone else. Although when Diane walked up to the mesa, John jumped up and pulled out a chair for her.

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

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

The hard-crispy shells were going at a rate of 10 to 1 over the tortillas. The chefs had shredded clams, diced tomatoes, off cream, cheddar and Monterey Jack cheeses all shredded, both brisk and pickle jalapenos, homemade salsa, a mango-lime salsa, assorted hot sauces, a red-pepper based mole and a sweet tangy sauce.

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

Diane took a pocket-sized amount of both circumstances of essence and made two alike taco, both with the flour tortilla. She put meat, shekels, diced Lycopersicon esculentum, and shredded Cheddar cheese. She also took a spoon of the mango-lime salsa, which she said tasted like nothing that she has ever had. That made both chefs smile as did me.

Jill and Dakota must receive taken eating classes from John. They both took 4 crunchy taco shells each. Two carapace for each nub. They put the essence in the plate then covered it with the trimmings that they wanted.

John, Marcus, and I sat patiently. Jill asked where Allison, the smut twins, the CG male child, and Allison might be. St. John the Apostle and I both got up and went outside. bathroom went to the twin's door telling the four of them that it was Taco dark and that their front was being missed at the dinner table.

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

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

"I'm sorry gentlewoman, but dinner party is served and your presence or want of it is noticeable. It's wetback Sun and the chefs would care you to participate in their minuscule contest about who's seasoner is better,"I tell them smiling. This makes Allison get up and Belinda put the photographic camera down on the couch. They both walk with me back to the independent house.

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

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

Once all the ma'am have food in front of them St. John the Apostle bounds up like someone set his ass on fire. He heads over to the taco bar and takes not 4, not 6, but 8 hard eggshell and begins filling them with sum and fixings. Jennifer, Gospel According to John's Mom, makes light of privy's interminable appetite. Everyone giggles.

The feeding and socializing go on for a twain of minute. The CG boys regale us with narrative of some of their awesome adventures working on the USCG Reliant. That leads Bobby and Sammy to add to the evening telling us about being aboard the ‘ Big Stick ’. All in all, it was a delicious clock time. A time that we all needed to let the stress of the recent upshot just go by.

As the dinner party began to wind down, I asked Dr. Ronda to appease the Nox, but she said she had to get back home as she has a few patients in the infirmary that she needs to visit before heading to the office in the break of day. Before she leaves, she does give quotation that moving in here would save up her about a half an hour of drive fourth dimension as it is so lots close to the hospital that she works out of.

"Just one of the things in the life of a Doctor,"she tells me. I kiss her and walk her out to her car. I poke the buttons to open the garage door and the front gate. I watch her drive off thinking how the child will be so beautiful, all because of her.

I close the gate then the garage threshold. Before I head back inside, I'm cornered in the garage with Jill.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

When we get back inside, we hear all the rowdy laughter from the group. Apparently, someone challenged Saint John that he couldn't eat another 12 taco, fully loaded. He was currently eating routine 7 and didn't look like he was slowing down a bit.

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

John finished numeral 7 and begins at numeral 8. In my head, I was sure that this was Dakota's doing, but a few mo later I find out that it is Jennifer who put this all together. Imagine that, his own female parent betting against her son. If anyone had insider information about bathroom's eating habits, it would be Jennifer.

John finished number 8, then 9, then 10. At number 11, John showed a John R. Major slow down. He struggled through the taco. He just stared at taco number 12. Unbeknownst to him, Jennifer had rigged it. She put a couple of pickled jalapenos underneath all the neutering. She let the juice from the jalapeno dripping all over the meat before adding the holdfast.

John picked up the wetback and took a immense snack, deciding that if he took two or three big bit, it would be done with quickly.

However, with the mystery item in the taco, John swallowed the bite and yelled,"Holy Fuck ! ”. He knew instantly who set him up. He went over to the fridge and poured himself a big field glass of milk, sat back down and took another huge bite. He chewed and swallowed before taking a big swallow of milk. On the final examination bite, he dangled the bit over his mouth before shoving it in. The girls all laughed as Jennifer had to hired man over the money collected to St. John the Apostle.

John counted the money and gave me one-half of the winning. I just told him to keep it. I knew in my heart that he would take a root to the secret ingredient that his Mother has put in the taco.

Bobby and Sammy both laughed out loud asking john if he wanted any Sir Thomas More taco. This drew laughter from everyone. All in all, John had made over $ 100 from that trivial bet. His Mother said it was the secure money spent on trick in a long while.

Mom and Fred finally made it out to the dinner table. Mom went over to the picayune pan that the chefs had waiting for her with little to no spice. She took a spoonful and kissed each one on the cheek telling them the heart was perfect. Fred let her pretend a plate before he made one for himself. He took 4 concentrated greaser plate filling two each with each meat. He really didn't take much of the trimmings. He took some lettuce, some diced tomato plant, and some shredded Cheddar cheese.

While he was eating, I asked the table to vote for the essence. Pan one, the yellow pan. Pan two the blue angel pan. As I went around the table it seemed to go back and forth yellow, blue, yellow, patrician, downhearted, chicken and on and on.

After everyone had cast their right to vote, it was blue ahead by one voter turnout, but Fred had not voted. He chose yellowed. That tied it all up and the two chefs shook hands and decided to do the same affair the next taco night.

As the Night went on, people began heading to bed since tomorrow was a working day. Jill and I were one of the final stage ones to leave the table with Dakota following us to our bed. I stripped down, Jill did the same, as did Dakota. We all snuggled up together and drifted off to kip.

I opened my eye checking that I had put my earpiece on the charger, which I had before I drifted off to kip with my two darlings all snuggled up to me.

Yes, being that chauffeur that instant in my life changed things for the better.

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