The Chauffeur ( # 32 ) The Board 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 peeress had at least two pieces of baggage.

Fred was fix for all of us with a stretching limousine. He stood there stoically holding the rear door open for us and having the trunk heart-to-heart and waiting.

Sammy and Bobby were also up and made each of us an egg sandwich. They had java ready for Dakota, Mom, and Jill. privy poured me and himself a drinking glass of pineapple juice.

Once we were all in the limo, the crusade to the drome was rather quick as there was little to no traffic on the road. Everyone looked shopworn as we had played rather hard the past tense duad of twenty-four hour period. Mom, john, and Jill all sat next to each other and of path, my darling Dakota sat adjacent to me. I did placard that she was beginning to see a bit plumper. The pregnancy was obviously beginning to show. Dakota put her head on my shoulder and just dozed off.

Jill, Mom, and Gospel According to John were all chatting away. They were excited to be going to NYC. Mom said she knew of a couple of delicious pizza places in Little Italia. Of course, whoremaster was excited that he would be getting ‘ very'pizza. I just smiled listening to him chatter on and on about good pizza.

The flight was uneventful. The four hours passed quickly. When we landed in NYC our limo was waiting for us. The weather condition was delightful, spring-like. The jet was parked, and we all got off. The co-pilot removed all our baggage and the limo number one wood put it in the trunk of the limo.

The driver took us to the shopping centre as Dakota had scheduled. She booked three suites. One for Jill and me, one for Mom, and one for whoremaster and Dakota, although they had separate beds to sleep on.

I noticed that John had bought himself an assistant'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 shopping center, the bellman retrieved our luggage as we all went to the check-in desk. The staff extremity gave us all the charge plate tonality to get into our cortege. I noticed the sentence and made my way to the limo again to head towards the studio where Mad Money was taped.

We ran into some irksome traffic ; however, the chauffeur was unspoiled at his job and got us to the studio about 15 transactions before I was due. I was met by the producer who went over how the taping works. Jim asks questions, I answer them, often he has a rebuttal. We discuss important matter regarding what is happening with the company.

I asked the manufacturer when the taping would air, she said that it would air Wednesday eve, 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 surveil up motion. All in all, we had a overnice academic session, right field at the very end, I announced the sawhorse tracks being sold. I gave him a form of 2 Billion dollars. He smiled and told me that the deal of selling the horse tracks was a German mark of genius. I thanked him for the compliment. After the taping, I asked him if he had any time to attend our plank of director's get together at 9 am, he told me that he's working Squawk Box at that 60 minutes and he thanked me for the invite. We shook hands and I left, however, before I left, I gave his producer a check for his charity. I didn't make any character of big flock out of it, I just left it for him. She thanked me.

I took the limo back to the mall. Mom had already made us dinner booking at an Italian eating house in Little Italy. John was salivating at the cerebration of getting a true New York pizza. In fact, I thought that maybe we might have to get a spare one for him to add back to the Plaza and eat later.

As we get to the restaurant, it smells delicious. We all go inside. I see baskets of garlic staff of life on the tables. I see a distich of extra-large cheese pizzas on tables and they look and smell pleasant-tasting. We parliamentary procedure three additional large pizza pie and two field goal of Allium sativum bread. I order a bottle of Chianti for the ma'am and John to have with dinner.

I sit between Mom and Jill. whoremonger sits between Mom and Dakota. We're all having a capital clip. When the pizza pie comes, lavatory practically takes three fade and shoves them all in his mouth. We all just joke at the giddiness of Gospel According to John. I ask the waitress if we could also order another extra-large cheese to take with us back to the hotel. I see John's middle light up hearing the to go order.

We sit, we eat, we discuss the game program for the board group meeting tomorrow. Mom wants to take in it a blood-bath, but I talk her down from the ledge. I have a programme and I would like to perform it and take in Polly squirm.

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

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

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

Mom would talk over what Bob wanted and why he hired both Jill and me to run Jaxson Inc. She would indicate out that he never was a fan of the instrument panel since they all stuck their hands out wanting money but rarely offering anything of worth to the potbelly.

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

Mom warned that Polly will stimulate a hanker leaning of my decisions, such as hiring Roger Johnson and paying him a top salary AND buying him a condominium and paying the HOA fees for two years.

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

In summation, she'll probably land up Tina, who was under a 5-year contract bridge with Jaxson Inc. but now is in Arizona with her female parent, she'll most likely point out what a bad investment that was.

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

In increase, she will most likely want to boot you our of the Chateau, but she probably doesn't know the new gens for the abode and will most in all likelihood still call it ‘ the Commune'and attain an emergence about your tenants.

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

As we sat there discussing the biz plan, I noticed a distich of citizenry paying attention to our conversation. One duet, Mr. and Mrs Davidson came over to us and introduced themselves. showtime the offered commiseration on Bob's passing. 2d, they informed us that they were in town because of the special merging that Polly had set up. They were supposed to be heading to the Bahama's to enjoy a couple workweek of R n R, but this meeting changed their plans. I was suspicious of them. Were they flora of Polly's ? Did they actually change their plans to do to this meeting, I wasn't sure, but since I didn't know them I didn't call for them to join us.

They thanked us and walked away, leaving the bar entirely. After a twain of hours, our boy toilet came down and found us. He wanted to know if it was alright for him to fiat another pizza pie and have it UBER to the hotel. Jill and I just laughed, he really is a bottomless pit for foot, but I liked that he just didn't assume it was alright to use the company visiting card, he asked first.

That brought Mom to another issue, caller cards. Mom was sure enough she would consume a list of whom has been issued a corporate wit and probably a list of all the expending spent on each card.

I was very well-chosen with all this thought Mom had put into the board confluence. I noticed that john sat close 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 uneasy about the Davidson duet, but it was too late to worry about it now.

To John Lackland's surprise, the Uber gentlewoman showed up with not one, but two high mallow pizza. I pulled out my wit 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 toilet, but he was courteous enough to leave one pizza for the three of us and he took the other one up to his way with Dakota.

The bartender came over to us asking if we wanted any further boozing as it was"last call ”. Mom asked for another old fashioned, Jill had another glass of wine, 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 heed, except for the bartender.

I let Mom know that one of the manufacturer from Jim Cramer's shows Mad Money and squawk Box would be in the crowd observance and taping quietly. She would upload the solid meeting to her political boss back at the studio each sentence we break for whatever reason. Mom loved the idea that we could if needed put piddling fille Polly and her useless girl 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 runway.

Mom picked up her phone and dialed her stockbroker, which she got at home in San Francisco, she told him to buy 10,000 shares at 9:01 am New York time, the moment the stock market place opens and to buy another 10,000 shares for Jill and me and put it on her account. A groggy stockbroker agreed and hung up. Mom thought that having the Equus caballus trail sale announced on Jim Cramer's show would run the caudex by as often as $ 5 a share, I told her that might just be a bit low, but none the lupus erythematosus it would set the board back on its heels.

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

Jill and I walked deal in bridge player to our suite. Mom walked on the early position of me. When we got into the elevator, Mom squeezed my arse, which made me smile.

When we each reached our suite, Mom kissed both Jill and I and headed into her way. Jill and I went into our suite, which I was trusted that our admirer Polly will ask why we didn't stay at the local Pinetree. I asked Jill to investigate our Pinetree records and see to see if any of the board members use the Pinetree or do they stay elsewhere. Jill logged into the administration portal and found the info I wanted. I just smiled, leaned over and kissed my gorgeous married woman.

We headed off to log Z's, all snuggled into one another.

CHAPTER 2

When we got up, Jill called the other two suite making sure that privy and Dakota were up and getting prepare and checking on Mom. Of track, because of the importance of the day, everyone was up and in various state of getting ready.

We all decided to just meet at the restaurant. Jill only took a few more minutes, since she had begun an hour earlier.

I put on my proficient suit, but in my head teacher, I thought about wearing a yoke of shorts and a Cuban style shirt, but I decided not to get fired before I had a chance to state my case.

When Jill was make, 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 penetrate floor, can and Dakota were already waiting for us. In my headway, I was glad to see that St. John the Apostle was not challenging anything that Dakota said, he listened, he made notes, and he stayed silent.

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

When the waiter arrived, he began to explain the daily 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 hour later. John stood, pulled out a hot seat for her and pushed it into the mesa. I get more and more proud of him as he continues to mature.

I look around the table, everyone is wearing their substantially turnout. John has his black pinstriped courtship on with a maroon shirt and a blacken and maroon tie. Dakota is wearing a smutty dress and black clog leather skid with only about a 2"heel.

Jill was wearing a black dress as well, only she had a beautiful cobalt blue air whang and matching blue garb heels.

I wore my black suit as well, however, I wore a trench blue dress shirt and a black and Patrick White swirled tie.

Mom decided to throw up a middle finger to the circuit board and wore a bright red dress with a Negro belt and black shiny shoes with only about a 1"heel. She also wore a beautiful adamant and ruby neckless that hung in the low-cut V-neck of the frock. While Mom was a dish, today she was beautiful. Joh and Dakota both remarked about how gorgeous she looked.

Although I didn't know any of the hoi polloi who came to our tabular array, Mom seemed to know all of them. After each one left, she had a input about them. Mom asked can if he would see her inside the control board meeting 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 board was a friend, who was an foe, and whom was neutral. To Mom, the neutral ones were the keystone to this meeting.

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

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

The keys, according to Mom were the four neutral members : Virginia Pogue, Julie Shades, Mark McKenzie, and St. John Richardson.

Mom told us that the four impersonal ones were a bit gun-shy and wouldn't take on Polly directly, but they would listen to reasonableness and we could sway them to believe more rationally and not allow for Polly to bully them into her way of mentation.

John out of the blue air suggested that I ask them what they are expecting of a CEO. This was a rattling idea I felt. I pulled out a small slice of report to write it down, but Dakota spun her adjunct's Good Book 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 necessitate a bottom anywhere except decently future to me, this would be a sign of I. Mom agreed.

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

As we finished our breakfast, several mass wished up ‘ good luck'at the gameboard meeting. privy seemed storm, Dakota seemed to just dislike these people.

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

john and I waited for the gentlewoman 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 respective new agencies all set up waiting for us. We all smiled and walked right 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 thirteenth trading floor where the conference room was located.

I expected that the board would not be watching our entrance and thus may or may not have it away that Mom was with us. We knew immediately which room held the group meeting, the one that had several reporters and a duad of cameramen waiting for us.

Mom, Jill, Dakota, and John Lackland all walked right by the press. I stopped for a twain of moments to answer a couplet of questions.

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

"fountainhead, get inside and bump out for yourselves,"I replied.

The next one was from MSNBC,"Mr. Greene, do you bear 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 ?"

"Last question,"I say.

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

"Well, I guess I'll go have lunch, does anyone fuck a thoroughly eating place around here ?"I ask eliciting a few chuckle. I thank everyone for their time and offer for them to do into the meeting, they all decline.

Once inside the meeting room, I see one of the manufacturer from Jim Cramer's display as well as a duet of cameras set up in the back corner of the room. I nod to her and keep walking towards Jill. John the Evangelist and Dakota have taken up seats behind Jill and me. Although I walked right past her, lav whispered in my ear that Mom was all the way in the back row of the room and in the middle of a row to not be seen quite as quickly.

The board extremity file in and consume their seats in front of their own nameplates. They sit down. Polly tries to wreak the encounter to order, but she was cut off by Sam Michaelson, the head of the dining table. Polly had to apologize to him.

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

Mr. Michaelson begins,"Members of the board, this especial meeting was called by board fellow member Polly Nestor to hash out the carrying into action of the companionship's CEO David Greene. Mr. Greene, would you like to make an opening input to the board ?"

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

"Mr. Henry Graham 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 name 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 collective laws of New York, every board member is considered a public figure and thus subject 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 epithet, Polly ?"Mr. Michaelson asks.

"Because it's not her public figure. Her name is Elizabeth I and THAT is what I'm choosing to visit 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 wish to say to the board ?"

"Mr. Davidson, I have nada further to say to the board at this time,"I tell him.

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

Mr. Fishman, a non-friend chooses to make a command,"Thank you Mr. Chairman. I believe that this man has perpetrated a put-on against this company and should be removed. He has spent money like it was water. He has no respect for any of the member of the panel and he shows his arrogance by showing up without an attorney,"He says. Jill leans into me and whispers,"Not a very good opening statement, conjecture that's why Mom called him ‘ fish head'she says smiling.

"Um, Miss Greene, would you like to make an possibility command as well ?"Mr. Davidson asks.

"well, yes. My gens is Jill Morgan-Greene, not Miss Graham Greene. I'm not trying to mislead any of the gameboard members as to my name, rectify Elizabeth I ?"My married woman pokes the bear once again.

I whisper in her ear to commemorate that Mr. Davidson is a friend but in a precarious post being Chairman of the board. She just smiles.

I add,"Mr. Davidson since this is Elizabeth's show, why don't we let her go number 1. I'm sure she has scads to say and ask me about,"I tell him. Mr. Davidson agrees and turns the inquiring over to Polly.

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

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

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

"Yeah, I believe that I do. A silly board member, who believes that her unqualified girl should have my position, even though she has no business enterprise acumen, no chronicle of successful work, and no power to run a multi-national corporation. underworld, she's not even a attorney,"I say to the board.

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

I hand some report to the clerk who in turn, hands them to Mr. Davidson."Mr. Greene, what is this that you're handing the board ?"He asks.

"This is a mark out from all 50 states in the country showing that Alicia genus Nestor does not have a permission to drill law in any of the 50 body politic. Oh, she graduated from law school, but she does not own a permit at this moment. precaution to argue with me Elizabeth ?"I say once again poking the bear.

"No, Polly, this is a legal document that says your daughter has no current permission to recitation law,"He tells Polly and the board as he hands the stack of papers around the panel with each one looking through the papers.

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

I hear some rumble and voicelessness in the audience.

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

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

"No, I don't admit anything of the such. Care to show everyone proof of your accusation ?"I ask.

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

"former than you Elizabeth, how many board appendage are fans of baseball, either the Yankee ( which gets some sunniness from the crew ) or the Mets ( not quite as much cheering ) ?"I ask the board in general.

I see about 8 who acknowledge what I have said.

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

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

Oddly, Mr. Fishman is the first to answer,"Because they want to win. To be the best, and thus they pay for the sound,"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 Jack Roosevelt Robinson Cano ?"I ask.

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

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

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

Polly interjects,"Yes, that's courteous, but we're talking job not baseball game,"she says.

"Elizabeth II, do you even understand what I'm saying ? I pay top dollar to people that I've hired to get the right people out there. People that I can count on to work hard at improving our fellowship, isn't that what we want Elizabeth II ?"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 have that ?"I asked, knowing the solution before I asked the question.

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

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

"Of path,"she replies.

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

"It's NOT the like thing,"she says with venom in her voice.

"Then please, shed light on us how it's different,"I say to her.

She sits silent.

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

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

"How about all these railcar you bought on troupe money ?"Elizabeth I asks.

"Oh, you mean the two BMWs that were promised but never delivered to Tina and Dakota, or maybe you mean that my wife, the Director of Financial social occasion is to be driving what ? A mid-80's Chevy ? Not really the proper car for a adult female of her height. Or maybe you believe that Jennifer, our director of Real 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 celebrate together with canal magnetic tape and chewing gum,"I say to her smiling.

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

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

I hear a smattering of chuckling in the audience.

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

I feel a hired man on my shoulder. It's Mom.

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

"As the largest 1 stock-holder, I wasn't mindful that I had to notify anyone of my actions,"She tells the board with venom in her voice and a smile on her face.

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

CHAPTER 3

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

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

Polly doesn't say a word.

King John leans over to me and writes on my lozenge that Mr. Fishman is leaning our way. He liked the baseball reference. I smile an nod my head. I was happy that toilet saw Dakota wrote that D'Nata inkiness had taken a justificative posture with her coat of arms crossed on her chest. Mom leaned down and wrote on the pad ‘ puss'which made us all chuckle.

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

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

"Mr. Greene, what are your programme when you return to the add-in meeting ?"She asked.

"Time to make them wrestle,"I tell her.

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

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

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

Once we were all seated, Polly tried to ballyrag herself into opening the meeting. 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 move over a state of the company update ?"I ask.

"Of course, Mr. Greene. You may have the floor,"he tells me.

I decide to get up and take the air around. I know that I think better when I'm on my understructure. John is just smiling, he has an approximation of what's coming.

"extremity of the plank, I want to withdraw a few import of your metre and update you on the state of the company, all of the companionship,"I say to the board.

"A few month ago, Jaxson Inc. bought a company called Happy, Happee limousine. This purchase leads to other attainment. Happy, Happee Limo was created by a woman named Sasha. However, Sasha was a shady eccentric. She bought former caller and hid them under the license of Happy, Happee Limo. She had several cavalry tracks, a recording studio, a pharmacy group, and a trucking companionship. All of these society were acquired for no additional cost to Jaxson, Inc. Oh, and we also acquired Tulip Productions, a porn studio,"I tell them.

This, of row, outrages Elizabeth.

"Mister Greene, are you telling this display panel that Jaxson, Inc. owns a pornographic studio apartment ?"She barks.

"No, not at all. Within a week of finding out that we had acquired a porn studio, I phone Bob who instructed me to receive a new owner, which I did. I found a college student named Allison. She was working hard, very tough to make Tulip product work. Per Bob's petition, I sold Tulip production to Allison for a zero-interest loan. Bob felt that we needed to get this company off our books, which I agreed with him. Allison has already made her first payment, just this past Sunday. She gave me a money edict in an gasbag for me to fix, which my former supporter, Amy has done for us,"I tell the table members.

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

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

"Now, it is easy to second surmisal the deal, but followed Bob Jaxson's direction and sold off Tulip production and now have an income into Jaxson Inc. From there, I moved on to the trucking companionship. We merged it with our own hauling and logistics companionship. One of the thing that occurred right away was the price of motortruck tires went up dramatically and the caliber of the tires dropped dramatically. I contact several tire manufacturing company. One company was willing to work with us, BF GOODRICH. We purchase nearly 1000 tires and had them shipped to our top 15 truckage locations. We increased the sale price of the tire only a petty bit. Within 9 daylight we had sold out of the 1000 tires, so I ordered more tires, twice the quantity and had them shipped to the same 15 locations, again we sold out, this time in 8 twenty-four hour period. There was no mistaking this, we had a waiting listing from each of our 15 locations. Again, we ordered another double the number of tyre bringing us to a totality of 4,000 tires. Once again, we have sold out of all 4,000 tyre in 11 mean solar day. Now, on the slope, we were keeping all the used truck tires that needed to be sent for retreading to BF GOODRICH'S retread location just outside of Dallas, TX. We ship them to the location, they retread them, and they pay to transport them to the 15 positioning, which in turn we sell at a deeply discounted price for trailers, sleazy price than any other tyre distributor in the US,"I tell them. I see all of the read/write head nodding, even Elizabeth.

I move on to the recording studio."From the trucking company, we move onto the transcription studio. So far, we have only made minimal advances, but steam is beginning to turn over,"I tell them.

"After the transcription studio, we look at the pharmacy caller. We hired a United States President, who unfortunately passed away a couple of weeks ago. We are currently interviewing replacement candidates,"I tell them.

"Now, onto the sawbuck lead. There are band of governmental regulations, each one different by state. I took a thoroughly unvoiced look, along with my wife at the buck tracks. We made the decision to deal them. We were contacted by an investment funds radical led by one of the expectant stockholder of Churchill Down. They made us an pass, we countered and voila we have a business deal,"I say to the board.

"Just how little did you get for these wondrous knight tracks ? I'm sure you didn't get enough,"Elizabeth says to me.

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

"fountainhead, how practically is ‘ enough'?"Elizabeth says again.

"I'm not sure you're fix to hear that number,"I say to them.

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, the dining table would care to know what amount of money you received for the Equus caballus running. Did it outstrip 100 million ?"bell ringer McKenzie asks.

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

I lean back to toilet and ask him to write out the sale measure. He picks up a thick black sharpie and writes the amount $ 2,000,000,000.oo.

He stands up and holds the signboard up for the plug-in extremity to translate. No one speaks, nor do they make a audio. John turns around the preindication so the people in the audience can see the price. I hear bathroom's preferent word come from the audience,"Fuck, ”. This causes Saint John the Apostle to laugh out loud. I just chortle, Dakota laughs out loud as well. Jill and Mom just smile.

"Um, Mr. Greene, are you telling us that you sold all the horse course for 2 Billion dollars ?"Mr. Davidson asked.

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

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

"The Pinetree is undergoing monumental revisions to advance the whole marque. We are going to view the brand in the Marriott Courtyard level. We're going to have a subject contest to rename the brand to something that we all wish. As for the eating house radical, we have a building block in Tampa, Sunshine State that has a handler who has added something to get to the restaurant become more worry. He has added to the computer menu by including the Cuban food for thought that is popular in Tampa. I'm adding this to our brand across the area, adding cultural menu pick for the restaurant supporter to enjoy,"I say to them.

Mom stands up again to speak the board,"I would like to offer a suggestion to the circuit board. We need to remove the cap on Jill's and David's fillip body structure. Let me call for a vote, all those in party favour say aye,"Mom says. Since she is the largest stockholder and along with our stock, she now has more than 53 % uncommitted to her, including what we bought this morning."motility stands and is passed,"Mom tells the board. Elizabeth is now madder than before. She reels backward realizing that she is powerless to overcome Mom's proposals.

"Elizabeth, this one is for you, I nominate that Elizabeth Polly genus Nestor be let go from the board of directors and that all control panel appendage not be allowed to hold a position longer than 20 years. Also, that to receive any compensation for being a board fellow member, you must hang all 4 gameboard meetings otherwise you receive lupus erythematosus money from your naming to the plank. In addition, I nominate David Graham Greene as CEO of Jaxson Inc. and will now throw a contract for not 5 years but 10 years, along with his wife our Director of Financial amour,"Mom nominates.

"All those in party favour, say AYE, good, motion passed,"Mom says to the board.

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

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

"Oh, but we can. Mrs. Jaxson has tote up control condition of the ballot ploughshare of the livestock,"I lean in and osculate her on the impertinence. The security system comes and date Elizabeth I out of the dining table room. The five of us just wave sayonara to her, she is fuming and not happy at all. I'm smiling, Jill's smile, Mom's smiling, and of course John and Dakota are smiling.

We get up and head out of the plank room, saying our goodbyes to the plank members.

As we head into the hallway, I see our friend from Jim Cramer's show on the phone talking a mi a min. We thank everyone and head to the limo. Our luggage is already in the limo as the shopping centre held it for us and then loaded it into the limousine for us.

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

Mom remained tacit."David, I want to sell my home in the Lionel Hampton. I understand from my realtor booster that that job kid wants my theatre and is offering 11 million for it, which I think I'll take,"Mom tells me. I just consecrate her a hug.

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

"No, not really. I think I'll probably sustain about a room good of stuff and sell the rest. Too many bad memories,"Mom tells me.

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

The limousine stops in front of Mom's jet. We all get out and carry our own luggage on to the jet. The co-pilot takes the baggage and stows it away. We all take a tush. The plane top dog down the track and into the air to maneuver back home.

CHAPTER 4

The four-hour flight 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 home. I saw the Jim Cramer show, congrats on your sale of the horse tracks. 2 billion for all the course is an amazing routine. Talk to you soon, Roger.

I suggest to the playgroup that we should go out for dinner tonight to celebrate. I ask John how our strain 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 yoke of hours of New York Stock Exchange metre useable,"John tells me. I was gladiolus to see whoremonger staying abreast of our breed.

"Anyone up for a dinner party out tonight ?"I ask. Dakota moves over future to me and suggests Texas longhorn Steakhouse. I love the idea and have John and Dakota tell everyone that I want to take everyone out to dinner, including Bobby, Sammy, the CG boy, and Fred. I get a duad of text messages saying that Texas longhorn sounds delicious. I ask that everyone is contacted.

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

I ask everyone in the planer,"Should we invite Elizabeth ?"I say laughing out loud. John also laughs and asks me,"Why did you keep calling her Elizabeth II ?"

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

I just didder my head no, no need to poke the bear any longsighted, we won and we don't need to be bad play with our win.

I ask Jill if we should block off and purchase some shooter since we now had carry-permits. She thought that it would be a respectable idea. She began texting Fred to let him know that we are all going to Longhorn, but that we wanted to intercept and take vantage of our carry permits and purchase a couple of guns. He texted back that he will throw a stretch limo at the airport shortly when we arrive.

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

It 's not long before I hear the landing gear lock into place, and we begin our line of descent into LAX. As we touch down on the runway, Dakota is squeezing my hired man. She still doesn't like this role of the trip.

I lean over and kiss her. I lean the other way and kiss Mom. As the jet comes to a period, I see out the window that Fred is waiting with the trunk open and the bet on room access open. The co-pilot begins bringing down the baggage to the foot of the steps. Fred picks them up and puts them into the trunk. The three ladies seem all wiped out. I pull Fred aside and ask if we could blockade at a gun shop class. He hands me a FedEx gasbag that has our gun carry permits inside of the envelope.

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

When Fred pulled into the gun store parking lot, he tried to park away from the front room access, but alas he ended up in a street corner of the parking lot.

Before we got out of the limousine, Jennifer's new green Impala entered the parking lot. It was nice to see her still smiling over her new car.

We all got out of our respective vehicle and went inside. We were met by a large man who probably tilted the shell 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 have.

I selected the same model that I took the gun class with, a Smith & Wesson 9mm. John also selected a similar model for himself. Dakota, with the smaller hands, chose a small 9 mm that only held 12 in the magazine. The heavy weapon 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 transport permit for her in the envelope.

I asked if we could have three box of ammo and a holster for each gun. He gladly offered us articulatio humeri holsters, shank holsters, and even ankle joint holsters. We all chose a shank 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 store man also threw in trigger curl to prevent anyone from using our guns when we weren't using them, for example in the Chateau when we are entertaining. I knew we were going to have a gun dependable, but when will the locksmith guy get to installing that ?

I paid for all the weapons on my embodied citation card. The heavyset man who sold us all our triggerman smiled when he saw the add together. We all walked out of the gun workshop with our purchases and with the holsters and with some ammo. In the limousine, Saint John, Jill, Dakota and myself all loaded our magazine.

I assumed that the Lady in the green Impala were doing the same thing. Fred took us to Longhorn where Bobby, Sammy, and Diane along with Donna were waiting for us to arrive. For whatever reason, the CG male child 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 Daddy, you'll get your shot soon enough,"she said smiling at me.

John announced that the market had closed about an hour ago, percentage of Jaxson Inc. stock ended up going up a record $ 37.50 per share, the large one day addition in Jaxson Inc history. I did the math quick for Dakota, 10,000 shares up by $ 37.50 per share touch Dakota's breed increasing by $ 375,000. Dakota kissed me and headed into the restaurant. I noticed three Hispanic juvenility just sort of hanging around outside the primary door.

toilet, Marcus and I walked right by them into the restaurant. Fred parked the limo and joined us inside.

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

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

Silence.

I just shake my head. John was already texting Amy telling her to get her cute ass over to Longhorn's Steakhouse because Daddy 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 min later, Amy walked into the restaurant. She laughed when she saw St. John the Apostle doing his scoop ‘ Polly gets the boot ’. Mom was laughing so strong, I thought she was going to snort her drink out through her nose from John's antics.

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

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

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

Amy plunks herself down between Dakota and Jill with everyone just enjoying each other's ship's company. As the independent course arrived, our boy King John once again showed house of maturity again taking care that Diane had everything she needed. Diane had decided to fling and order a fully loaded baked potato. St. John the Apostle didn't think there was enough butter or tartness cream and asked for more for Diane. The server brought more quickly. Diane just smiled and rubbed his thigh.

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

"Hey, everyone may I take in your aid please,"I ask of the mesa. I leaned in and kissed Jill, she knew what I was about to severalise everyone.

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

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

Mom is chatting with Jill, Diane, and Dakota telling all three of them how she wished that she and Bob found the clock time to consume minor, but alas, Bob was a workaholic and it never seemed to be the compensate meter to have tyke. She was looking forward to being ‘ nan ’. I just smiled, the day had gone extremely well. Polly was no longer on the board of directors, Mom now controlled the absolute majority of the inventory and liked where Jill and I were taking the company.

Kim and Kay sat at the opponent end of the board chatting quietly to themselves. I got up and walked around the tabular array. I took a chair from a mesa behind them and pulled it up between them asking,"noblewoman, are you having a good time ? It seemed the other night that you and the porn Twin were having a dependable treatment, anything I should know about ?"I asked.

"No, nil now. We chatted with your noblewoman Allison, she's really courteous. She tried her effective to deter us from making another porn. We're considering what she said to us but knowing that you okay of Allison goes a long way with us,"Kay tells me.

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

"Oh, of track, he says that since we are adults, we get to make our own decision on what to do with our bodies. However, Allison keeps telling us that a porn calling can hold a turn for the sorry if one isn't careful,"Kim says.

"She's right. The smut Gemini the Twins and Belinda have all told me that they want out of the porno industry, which is why they are getting rent so cheaply for my pocket billiards house. I want them to be successful at leaving the industry, if that's what they really want to do,"I say to them.

"Yeah, but porn for similitude remuneration really well,"Kim follows up.

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

"No, you pay us just exquisitely. We're just exploring all our options. You can't be Daddy 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 party, I asked for the bill. The server brought the bill over and I used my Jaxson Inc. corporate card. Mom kissed me on the impudence and thanked Jill and I for a delightful day.

We all gathered our thing and headed towards the movement door.

CHAPTER 5

At inaugural, four of our madam walked outdoor. Saint John, Fred, Marcus, and I followed here and now later.

When we stepped outside, the three Hispanic youth that we saw when we entered were now holding ordnance on us. John 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 drawing card of the three.

"Hey guys, there's no need to pull your guns out at a home restaurant like this one,"I say.

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

John is ready to subscribe to them on, but I ask him to endorse down a lilliputian.

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

"Yes, we go to the one at Hollywood car park. They have our preferred game, Texas cargo area'em"their leader says.

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

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

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

The leader is really confused as to why I'm talking about poster when they are holding hitman on us.

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

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

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

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

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

"I turn over my dyad of cards to usher you that I have a pair of Queens and putting them with the twain on the table grant me four queen regnant, and everyone knows that four Queens ALWAYS beats three Jacks,"I say smiling.

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

Only about 30 irregular later, Police showed up and arrested our Spanish American youths. I was so lofty of the ladies. They used their firearms 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 guys with the hired gun. They went to the air hostess stand and dialed 911 giving the emergency operator the address for the stickup.

I hugged each ma'am. John checked for Diane to establish for sure she was safe. I went over to Dakota and Jill and teasingly scolded them."Couldn't hold to use your guns eh ?"I said smiling. The four young woman all kissed me, all though Sharon did squeeze my ass during her kiss.

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

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

On the way, Dakota takes charge and unzips me, fishes out my cock and puts it in her mouth. She's licking the underside, getting my cock all wet and hard from her wonderful oral skills. Jill moves over to the seat adjacent to me in the limo. She places a bridge player on the back of Dakota's principal pushing her towards my pelvic girdle. Dakota is now gagging a bit as my turncock headspring is touching her uvula. spate of saliva was escaping her precious little oral fissure. 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 spend the night and thus won't be bringing the limousine back to the cleanup area tonight. She texted back that she was already at the Chateau, but she would let the overnight director know the spot with the limo.

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

"Damn Dakota, you are so getting substantially at this,"I say as I shoot all my seed into her accepting mouth. 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 head on my shoulder joint purring in my ear.

When you are distracted by a beautiful cleaning lady sucking on your prick the drive time to get base passes quite quickly.

As Fred pulls into the courtyard, I announce that we are home. Fred holds the room access open and the body popped. Each of us reaches into the tree trunk and snaffle our own luggage. However, Fred won't let Mom accept her own baggage, instead, he offers to carry it into the house for her. I just smile, it's prissy to see Mom happy.

I hear the service department doorway open. I suspect that Dakota's BMW is being put away. Jill and I get to our bedroom and just dump the apparel into the hamper. I put my grip in the closet and am happy that we are home. I shed my clothes and head in to pack a shower. Again, I'm glad that this shower has instant hot water. I shower, I shampoo and just as I was about to exit the shower, Amy stepped in.

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

I hug her and osculate her. I feel her warm small paw stroking my hard peter. I lift her up by her waist, she wraps her wooden leg around me. I step forward pushing her back against the wall of the exhibitor. I lower her down slowly. Her sweet satiny kitty sloping trough down onto my cock. We begin to thrust in unison. It doesn't postulate very long before Amy is cumming hard,"OH GAWD DADDY, YOU FEEL SO nooky WONDERFUL INSIDE OF MY LITTLE cunt,"she says as the for the first time sexual climax rolls through her body.

I keep thrusting into her and she keeps cumming,"OH GAWD dada, I FEEL YOU SO DEEP IN ME. YOU brand ME CUM SO HARD, SO HARD,"she says as another coming rolls through her body.

As that wonderful familiar twinge made its coming into court in my body, Amy came one Thomas More sentence,"OH GAWD DADDY, I LOVE YOU SO practically !"She says to me as I begin to shoot into her dessert mean little pussy.

"OH, FUCK ME AMY, YOU FEEL SO GAWD tinker's dam WONDERFUL,"I say to her. I shoot all I have into her. We look into each other's eyes and embracing again. She begins to snog me, and I respond kissing her as well.

As we both settle down, we step out and dry each former off. Once we are all dry, she walks naked into my bedroom. I put on a pair of shortstop and a whiteness tee shirt and head out to the hall. Amy takes my mitt and leads me to the kitchen. I see Sammy and Bobby working diligently.

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

I sat at the head of the new dining way board. I see Fred and Mom holding men. Fred is making her a plate of food which he carries over to the dining way table. I think to myself how becoming the Chauffeur really changed my life for the better.

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