The Chauffeur ( # 38 ) The Investigation Begins

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

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

Once again, my bladder ruled my brain urging me to maneuver to the can. I quietly moved out of the bed and into the bathroom.

After finishing my break of day tariff, I washed my hands and came out of the bathroom looking at my two lovelies still sleeping. I put on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt and headed out to the kitchen grabbing my earphone off the charger on the way out.

Once in the kitchen, I poured myself a glass of juice and just sat at the kitchen table seeing Bobby and Sammy still putting affair away from yesterday's party. 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 switch and the deep brown pot roared to lifespan making both peeress smile.

As we sat there, I asked,"Ladies, is it me or has Saint John the Apostle been looking and acting much more mature ?"

Jennifer started,"Are you kidding us, David ? He's been trying so hard these past few calendar month to emulate you that how could he NOT look and act more mature. sanctum crap, you are old enough to really be his Father, and for that, I am so thankful. Many clock time, when I hear Dakota call you ‘ pa'I think that maybe Saint John should be calling you the same thing. You have done more for him in the past few months than his biologic sire ever did,"she says to me with a big smile on her font.

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

beholding 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 Lord's Day. I heard a knock at the front doorway. Jennifer got up and went to the door, opening it carefully. A big man with half an unilluminated cigar in his mouth showed her his FBI identification. She asked why he was here, and he told her that he needed to utter to me. She called out to me.

When I reached the front door, I opened it across-the-board and invited the valet inside. He declined and asked me to step outside, which I did.

I saw several factor buzzing around taking film and measurements.

"Hello, Mr. Henry Graham Greene. I'm Captain Perez. George Washington sent me to handle the investigation of yesterday's shot,"he told me.

"wellspring, Captain, it's St. David. Mr. Greene is my pop off don,"I tell him.

"Sir, I apologize, but FBI protocol requires me to name you Mister until the case is wrapped up,"he explains which was the foremost sentence soul had rebuffed my attempts to be called David, which I was fine with since it made sense.

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

I stepped a couple of step to his face to avoid looking into the sun. He turned with me and said,"All the agentive role are fine. The most serious one was Agent Don…um…hold on for a second while I check my notes. Oh, here it is, Agent Don McHenry. Yes, he's fine. The hospital stitched him up and sent him home plate late go Night,"he tells me.

I summon Sharon over and distinguish her the tidings. She kisses me on the nerve and runs off to get her phone. In literally seconds, I see her chatting with someone, whom I assume is agent Don. I see her grinning. She puts her telephone set down and comes back to me telling me she is heading over to his house to ‘ subscribe to care of him'all the while she is smiling her big beautiful smile. I check with the Captain to take sure it is OK for her to leave, and he gives her the thumbs-up.

She quickly heads off to interchange clothes and go see federal agent Don.

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

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

"How can you do that ?"

"I can make you a DVD of all of our security system photographic camera in just a few minute of arc if you are interested ?"I ask.

"Absolutely,"he tells me.

I invite him inside and he follows me to the security apparatus in the kitchen. He looks at the security frame-up and nods his oral sex in approval.

"police chief just give me a yoke of minutes and I'll have that DVD for you,"I tell him.

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, do you induce a copy of the former shooting your house took a couple of weeks ago as well ?"

"Of row, would you like a copy of that as well ?"I ask him. He nods his straits in favorable reception. I wait for yesterday's shooting to be copied to the DVD magnetic disc before I callup the other shooting and start out to imitate it as well.

I put the low gear DVD into a top compositor's case and hand it to the Captain.

I see Bobby and Sammy with a phonograph recording of meat out. Bobby begins to enfold up several steaks into a tumid piece of tinfoil. Sammy is wrapping about 8-10 ribs into two prominent small-arm of tin foil When all the essence is wrapped up, they put the three patch of enwrap meat into a report bag and hand it to Captain Perez, who tries politely to refuse. They won't hear of it and force him to take in the paper bag.

I just grin.

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

"senior pilot, may we talk about someone from the city Police for a pair of minutes ?"I say as we are walking back towards the social movement door.

"Certainly,"

"I'm not sure if you are conversant with a City law deputy Horowitz. I mean, I'm not sure if particular federal agent Fernandez made honorable mention of him in his reports or not,"I say to the Captain.

"fountainhead, yes there were a couple of notations about him, but what do you want to say about Lt. Horowitz ?"He asks.

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

"fountainhead, Mr. Henry Graham Greene, it's more than just an probe, but I believe that he is on the verge of being indicted,"He tells me putting his fingerbreadth to his mouth indicating that I'm not supposed to say anything. I nod my head plausive to notice his request for me to be silent on the matter.

Once back outside, police captain puts his food and the DVDs into his agency fomite. He reaches into his air hole and hands me his bill of fare. I see it has the Hoover construction address on it from DC.

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

"Yes, I am. There are space that are tremendous to live, but share of DC are just as ghetto as some of the more long-familiar 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 ship's company just bought a tower and I need to go visit it,"I tell him.

"Which tower ?"

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

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

"wellspring, it's no longer going to be called the Kraft edifice. We're renaming it the Eagle. We have renamed all of the towers that we bought after a razzing of some variety,"I tell him.

"Where else did you buy ?"He asks.

"wellspring, here in LA, which we call the war hawk. One in Tampa, which we call the Flamingo, one in capital of Wisconsin WI which we call the Snowy Owl, and one in Toronto that we call the Amytal Jay,"I tell him.

"That will be nice to commute the names to give masses the understanding that ownership has changed,"the senior pilot says.

"We're also looking at one in Atlanta, that if we get it, we will forebode that one the Falcon and one in capital of Arizona that we will address the Cardinal, there's also a likely one in Dallas that we would call the predator,"I tell him.

He nods indicating he understands but asks,"I see some of the shuttlecock coincide with sports teams, Atlanta, Toronto, and capital of Arizona. However, some don't make any sense,"he says to me.

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

"Now that makes more than common sense. Such as Tampa being the Flamingo or 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 maiden wife made me generate them up. She hated the smell of them so instead of constantly arguing with her, I just quit them."I tell him.

He hands me the cigar, shake my hand and goes back to check on his agent's progress on the investigation.

I turn and go back inside.

CHAPTER 2

I see John is now up and eating. I just grin and giggle to myself. Bobby comes over to me and take how many steaks or rib would I like to eat, or would I prefer them to make me a even breakfast ? I followed St. John's lead and took the rib asking for 5 with some potato salad if there is any left.

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

John isn't saying a word ; he just keeps shoveling the food for thought into his mouth. I see him with a glass of juice, no need to ask what flavor the juice is.

As we sit there, a run-over looking girl scuffs into the kitchen. She kisses lavatory on the brass and comes over to me to do the same thing.

"goodness dawn, my don't we look all spiffy,"I say to her in a teasing manner.

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

"Sunday,"I tell her.

Her eyes get large and she says,"SOB. Where are my wearing apparel ? I have a duty period at the eating house at 2,"she says in a much more excited manner.

"Darling, I believe that your dress are on the base in the service department next to your car where Sharon and I undressed you Friday night,"I say to her smiling the whole meter. This makes toilet snort while eating.

young woman gets up and heads out to the garage. A few minutes later she came back inside and asked,"Um, how do I get out of the service department. 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 path and farm the threshold, pushing the open up 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 nominal head gate. She slowly drives her car through the gate and down the road. I close the gate as I see captain Perez watching me.

I hit the clit to shut out the service department doorway and walk back inside.

After John Lackland coating, I ask him to heighten all the certificate shutters to grant the sunlight into the house. He tosses his scale with the discharge bones into the trash and moves to the rear of the planetary house to get down raising the shutters. His phone buzzes.

"Hello, this is John. No, you promised me that your measurement guys would be here today, not tomorrow. So, here's the programme. If you are determined to not indicate up until tomorrow, you will see the fellowship who has taken your job. Otherwise, you have until 3 this afternoon to have your measuring the great unwashed here. Thank you and have a decent 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 clitoris to fire up the chocolate pot once again pouring out the now moth-eaten coffee.

It dawns on me that I haven't seen any of my tenant nor the CG boys since yesterday. I'm fairly sure I know where they all are but decide to get up and go tab for myself. I walk out to the puddle 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 Twins are fine. I thank him and head over to the studio.

I knock on that door, 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 articulatio humeri and Belinda sitting upright with her back against a paries masturbating. She has a dildo that she is using to reach her pinnacle. Suddenly she stops. Allison asks,"What's the matter ? Why did you stop ?"

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

I offer my service of process to help oneself Belinda arrive at that all elusive climax. She nods in favourable reception. I move over to her and deplume on her legs sliding her body down to be flat on the priming. I lay between her wooden leg and commence to work out her womanhood ; I only get a few second in before there is a smash at the studio door. I here 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 twist her rosehip to my licking.

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

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

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

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

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

"Is there a problem,"Fernandez asks me.

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

I offer him intellectual nourishment, which he politely declines. I thank him and he leaves. I stand there looking at the arrest trying to reckon what else to do with this money. I take it down the hall to Jill. I hand her the check and smile.

"Nice,"Jill says looking at the check.

I got to thinking about how I had stopped reading Bob's diaries. I looked for the one that I had started. I found it in the living way, next to the sofa on an end table. I picked the book up and settled into the frame to read some Thomas More. One item that I saw which interested me was a street preindication fellowship. Bob made a sound full point that to the highest degree if not all street signboard seem to be general. As he put it in the playscript,"A point foretoken is just that no matter where it might be posted in the US,"making government note that it is possible for a companionship to bid on DOT declaration and pee and ship to the various locations the signs.

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

I hear a crash in the kitchen. I get up and head to the kitchen to see an embarrassed Donna looking at the plate she dropped. Sammy is already getting the Scots heather and dustpan to clean up the mess.

"Don't worry about it, girl Donna. We do this all the sentence,"Bobby tells her. I say to Donna and Dakota to not affect as there is glass everywhere. Both of them pick their feet up and put them on the rungs of the chair.

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

As can works his way around the lower point of the house, Diane comes out and begins to facilitate him. I see them stealing candy kiss 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 John the Divine 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 ice on the kitchen floor. This prompts Amy to go get the vacuum. She hands it to Sammy who plugs it in and turns it on.

After just a couple of minutes, Sammy has the intact base 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 point to my office to log onto my computer.

When I get there, I see my gorgeous wife already working.

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

"Oh, about an minute or so ago. Rob sent us an e-mail that you need to read,"she tells me, making me a bit nervous.

I turn on my laptop and get prepared for Rob's electronic mail. Once loaded up I read the gallery,"peril WILL ROBINSON, DANGER,"I smile because I know of Rob's love for old TV appearance, such as ‘ lost In Space ’.

I open the email and it reads,"Well, as you anticipated, I found various one-time employees that have not been terminated off the arrangement. Three of the horse tracks that you sold have all their employees still active voice in our system. I terminated all the employees from the horse tracks. Out of curiosity, did you develop any casino ? I have found that we, Jaxson Inc. own THREE casinos. One in Oklahoma, one in FL, and one in Arizona. The three total of more than than 3,000 employees. I have made a inclination of them but want your direction on what to do with them. Please advise,"he writes to me.

"CASINOS, really ?"I say out forte causing Jill to turn back and inquire what's wrong.

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

"How did we learn them ?"Jill asks.

"I have no earthly idea. 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 the great unwashed from the Hawk, but I'm not sure enough where we are on the other grouping,"I reply.

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

Jill picks up her prison cell sound and dial up Rob.

"Hey Rob, it's me, Jill. Saint David and I are disturbed that we may make overloaded you with this projection. Are you doing OK ?"She asks.

"well, sort of. I mean the group that David sent me from the war hawk was a Brobdingnagian service, but now finding these four cassino,"he says before I stop him.

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

"wellspring, they are in three states, but there are four casinos. One in Sooner State, one in Florida, and two in AZ. One near Tucson and one in phoenix,"he tells us.

My brain races towards Tina and her being in Phoenix with her Mother.

Jill thanks Rob for his hard oeuvre and ends the margin call. I suggest,"Hey, since we will be traveling this week, 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 electronic mail that stake me. It's from Roger. It reads,"I heard about the shooting at your place. I guess the chump are stupid, shooting up a company that is broad of FBI federal agent and their families. You need to set a plan in place when something like this happens, whether you are at the theater or not. You may not be the butt as you have three ma'am who are meaning. The bad guy cable may remember that your weakness is through them,"he writes.

I reply that I agree with his feeling that they may direct the three pregnant ladies, 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 pregnancy yet. I shrug my shoulders and go back to reading emails.

I check the electronic mail identification number and see that there are 311 emails. I round up the unity that are duplicates and delete them before I begin to read the one labeled ‘ read-only ’. My undertaking is to interpret and delete them, getting my e-mail box empty. It takes about two 60 minutes to learn all the emails.

"Hey, Hun, what do you think about getting St. John a hand 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 President Ford Expedition. I don't want him to have a tone arm as everyone he knows will always ask him to help them displace their hooey,"I tell her.

"I think that is a marvellous 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 hour later Jill exclaims,"There, my e-mail box is now empty !"She says with a mirthfulness in her voice.

It is just over a half minute before my e-mail inbox is also evacuate. We both finish our laptop and pass downstairs.

In the kitchen, I step on a small fragment of field glass all the way out into the dining room. I sit down and Dakota retrieves our first aid kit offering to submit charge 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 ‘ hi jackpot'Band-Aid. This garners several hoots and comments from the group. Even Jill laughed and commented about how ‘ cute'I looked with a ‘ hi pussycat'Band-Aid.

As common, Dakota did a fine job of taking care of me. It is still bothering me that I haven't idea of something for Dakota yet.

I look around and adjudicate to gather everyone that is inside the theatre currently.

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

It takes a few minute of arc, but once I see everyone I begin.

"well, I've spoken with Roger though e-mail and we have concluded that we need some programme put in office regarding this home and a state of lockdown. number one, let me part with the scenario that either Jill or myself are here. Everyone takes a seat on the level, no matter where they are. The skinny one to any windows will poke the buttons to deteriorate the security shutters. Those who have a carry licence will retrieve their firearm, attaching it to their hip until the whole event is over,"I tell everyone. I see virtually all the radical 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 charge. No one leaves and no one enters the theatre, except for law enforcement. Everyone knows that I'm not a fan of Lt. Horowitz, so do not let him inside no topic what he says. This is a private residence and he is not receive. Should both John the Divine and Dakota not be here, then any of the four Lady Donna, Paula, Jennifer, or Sharon are to be in tutelage. If I call anyone and tell them to use code 69, I expect that the household is to be locked down no affair 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 surprised faces.

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

Paula raises her bridge player to answer the interrogative sentence,"Um, You and Jill are in charge. We are all to get on the level. If you happen to be by a windowpane, then it is your responsibility to deteriorate the security measures shutters,"she says.

"THAT'S RIGHT !"I say happy to find out that at least one someone is listening.

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

Again, Paula raises her handwriting,"If you three are not here, then John is in charge,"she tells every one of us.

What does cypher 69 mean ?"I ask.

Once again, Paula with the answer,"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 answer,"Then either Paula, Sharon, Jennifer, or I are in kick,"she tells everyone.

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

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

"Use your beneficial judging,"I tell everyone.

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

toilet, Donna, Diane, Marcus, Amy, miss, Danni, and Aurora. I do the mental math in my head, ‘ this should expend the $ 250K and maybe even a bit more ’.

Jill dismisses everyone.

There is a knock on the social movement door. Again, Jennifer opens it to see headwaiter Perez complete with his one-half a cigar that he is chewing on.

"I'm here to recite Mr. Henry Graham Greene something,"he tells Jennifer.

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

"I just wanted you to know that the US Attorney has cleared you of being a suspect and she Thanks you for the two DVDs 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 whole time.

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

He goes back out-of-door and begins wrapping up the grouping of FBI agentive role, sending them home or back to the post. Once they are all gone, the courtyard looks nice with no agents buzzing around it.

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

There is a knock at the strawman doorway again. I open it to line up the guy from the Ice truck.

"Um, sir I have to report that there is a couple of golf hole in the side of our motortruck,"he tells me.

I step outside and take the air over to the truck. He points to not one but two jam. I notice that there is a tierce hole that he had not seen. I tell him that I'll have my insurance policy take care of it, truth be known, I'll have the citizenry who repair our limos for Black Car and Happy, Happee limo take care of the truck.

"I'll prevent the keys then, to get the hand truck repaired,"I tell them. We shake handwriting and off he goes in a waiting fomite that is in the street outside the front line gate.

I head inside and ask whoremonger and Marcus to finish emptying the ice truck into the many coolers that still personal credit line the outside of the house by the two pools. I direct him to get the dolly from the service department which he does to carry all the pocketbook through the menage and out to the poolside region. The CG guys see what is going on and link in to help oneself,

Sammy doesn't heat energy up any steaks for John as he is working on emptying the ice motortruck.

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

"John, that's a great estimate ! Put the ice wherever you think it will fit before filling the ice chest outside. In fact, maybe give a couple of pocketbook to the twins in the pool house. I'm sure they could use one or two,"which causes John to smile even though he knows that the CG boy are dating them, but one can dream.

Marcus and John set about loading the dolly with bags of ice. It dawns on me that maybe we need More than one dolly, so I text Dakota to society a duad more doll, the type that the beverage vendors use. They fold out to carry much more than just the steady standup dolly. She texts back her usual ‘ K ’.

I decide to lead out to the ice hand truck to see just how many suitcase of ice still remained in the back. As I peered around the doorway, I see maybe 200-300 bags still stacked up. I shook my head teacher knowing that all of this won't fit in the two freezers, but maybe lavatory or Marcus can stack them to remove a majority.

As I come back around the back of the truck, a car sits at the gate honking its trump. I see that it is Dr. Ronda. I walk over to the gate's electronic panel, poke the appropriate buttons and the logic gate opens. As Ronda pulls through the gate, she blows me a kiss. I poke the necessary buttons to close the logic gate and conceive that maybe we need to experience the gate company come and put different four-digit codes into the electronics so trusted 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 garage. I head inside the house to open a garage room access. 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 have some mileage on it and as she seems to make Chateau birdsong, some for study, some for fun maybe she needs a better one as well.

Once I get into the garage, I poke the buttons, the garage room access finale behind her. I open her number one wood's threshold to help oneself her step out. She puts her arms around me and snog me passionately.

When we break from our osculation I ask,"I'm guessing you're not here for body of work then,"I say smiling.

"fountainhead, actually I'm here for both work and bring 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 grin plastered on my face.

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

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

Ronda has her coffee berry in one hand and takes my hired hand to lead me to my own sleeping accommodation. I hear the ladies joke saying,"dead reckoning she needed some cream for her coffee,"causing all of them to giggle again.

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

She stops and turns around saying,"Oh, you party pooper. I'll go grip my workplace then you're mine,"she says with a singular footling smile.

Ronda goes back to the kitchen, where she had set her doctor bag down. She asked for Jill first. She put the stemma insistence handlock on her, listened to her heartbeat, and asked various question before declaring that Jill was moving along just fine with her pregnancy.

After Jill, she moved on to Diane. Once again, she put on the blood insistence cuff, listened to her ventilation, but since Diane was farther along than Jill, she also listened to her belly before she declared that everything appears to be fine with Diane.

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

Ronda started the Lapplander way, pedigree pressure cuff, listening to her flash and external respiration, and asking several interrogative. It took several Sir Thomas More minutes before Ronda told us that she would like Dakota to get some rake tests 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 girl in taking her prenatal vitamins. Jacques Louis David, she needs to require them regularly they don't service her sitting in the bottle,"Ronda tells me.

I think for a instant and ask,"Does she have to pack them with nutrient or can she just take them anytime ?"

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

I think for a moment before I tell Bobby and Sammy,"Gentlemen before Dakota gets one drop of coffee, she must take her antepartum vitamin. This is important to me guys,"I say to them. Both chefs acknowledge what I have told them and agree.

Dakota resolution,"That's just mean Daddy. No burnt umber without me taking my vitamins, mean, just plain mean,"causing everyone around us to titter. Bobby and Sammy are quite the gentleman's gentleman and don't say a word.

Once Ronda is done with her doctorly duties, she puts her equipment back into her doctor bag, zips it closed and takes me by the mitt once again taking a huge gulp of her umber, emptying the cup. This makes for another of the dame at the dining room table to quip once again,"guesswork she doesn't want the pick for her coffee, maybe she just likes the preference of his cream,"causing more 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 wall. I am expecting one of her delightful blowjob, but quite to my surprise, she sits on the bed facing me with all her clothes on.

"St. David, do you commemorate telling me that we would make a grand baby together ?"She asks.

"Of trend, I do."

"Were you good or were you just saying something courteous to me ?"She asks with a grave smell on her face.

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

"fountainhead, sort of. I see significant women every day and, in my head, I hear the tick-tock of my sister making age going by fast 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 Father of my child. You are chic, you are handsome, you make good conclusion, you mentor St. John telling me that you would be a rattling parent. Why can't I shake this spirit about you ?"She says with her oculus welling up.

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

"ducky, I love you as well. However, there is somebody in this equating that you need to get license from. I would love to urinate a child with you, yet I won't do that unless I have Jill's permission. There are deal of things that I don't need her permit for, including us playing, but to create a tiddler, that is something entirely different,"I say to her as I'm necking her.

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

"Ronda, obviously we have chemistry. I hear it from Dakota all the time that she sees the way we look at each other, more like devotee than fun mate,"I say to her.

I continue on,"Darling River, I am more than willing to make a kid with you. You are many things that most men would need. You're beautiful, you're a sexual dynamo, you are smart, you are hardworking, you have a fondness inside you, and your still reasonably young."The last comment gets me a thrust in the ribs from a giggling Ronda.

"Reasonably Lester Willis Young ?"She asks.

"Well, you aren't in your betimes mid-twenties, but you're not as old as Mom either,"which gets me another drone from Ronda.

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

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

"More than I care to accept. In my head, I think that I can just raise our minor as a undivided parent and if you participate then it only benefit our child, if you choose to not participate then I've lost nothing 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 tike alone. sin, move into the Chateau with us and sell your household. You'll be amongst those who love you and there will be other pregnant charwoman here as well. In fact, the whole Chateau will be overrun with youngster by adjacent Allhallows Eve,"I tell her. This makes her smile.

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

"Yes, I would make out for you to move in here. As for the shootings, well, the FBI is all over it. In accession, I'm putting a twain more security things in place,"I tell her trying to attain her feel safe about coming here.

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

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

"dearest, this isn't let's make Ronda feel bad. the pits, I'll go with you if you would like. I just want her OK before I create another small fry,"I tell her as we kiss once again passionately. Dakota may be right ; I do feel something cognate to the alchemy between us. Only Jill and Dakota have a stronger post in my heart 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 steer back out to the kitchen where I was greeted by a span of the ladies checking their fanciful lookout man saying,"WOW, pappa that really was a quickie,"causing the ladies to conflagrate with giggles and some laughter.

CHAPTER 4

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

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

Jill begins,"David, are you uncoerced to make a baby with Ronda ?"

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

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

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

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

"No Mom, aught like that, although maybe we should put him on limitation and assume away his toy dog,"Jill replies giggling as she says this to Mom. This again causes some laughter from the ladies sitting at the dining room table.

"Then what is it ?"

"Dr. Ronda wants to birth a babe with St. David,"she says.

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

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

"No, no test-tube. Just plain ole sex and I'm pretty sure my David will get full advantage of trying to create the baby every opportunity he gets,"Jill says giggling some more.

Ronda stands up, releasing Jill's handwriting and comes over to me taking my script and saying,"C'mon devotee, we have a sister to shit,"smiling the whole time.

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

"St. David, make love to me,"Ronda says in a wild-eyed tone.

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

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

Although I was disappointed a few minutes ago, now I was hard as a rock'n'roll and pick out to decamp pleasing her orally and move right into fucking her, or as she put it, making passion to her.

I slide my hips between her thighs lining up my manhood with her porta. I gently push just a modest bit of my tool into her wetness. She moans as I begin to enter her. I feel the wetness her womanhood is creating around my cock.

Slowly and gently, I keep pushing my cock into her pussy. It doesn't take very long before I'm fully inside of her. We begin our push in unison. She whispers in my ear,"I will love you forever,"barely audible.

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

We match each early's thrusting before I hear her reach her beginning tip,"OH MY GAWD Saint David, I SO LOVE YOU,"telling me as she cums hard for the kickoff orgasm.

As I'm thrusting into her, out of the corner 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 St. David, YOU MAKE ME CUM SO DAMN HARD,"as her eye roll back in her head.

"DARLING, here I CUM, LET'S MAKE THAT babe,"I say to her as I shoot all I have into her wait 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 ladies say,"See, I told you. He makes a woman cum at least twice before he lets himself orgasm. Pay up peeress,"Dakota says with her hand stretched out waiting for money.

"Hold on a 2nd, now you lady are betting on me ? What am I a horse, this ain't no Kentucky bowler,"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 deal, she closes it and giggles. She comes over to me and chuck me on the head like an possessor 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 Monday. I ask everyone to steer back to the TV room once again. I see a distich of eye rolls, but everyone head word back there.

I put some shorts on and my usual white tee shirt and pass to the TV way as well, dragging Dr. Ronda behind me.

When I turn the corner, 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 like for everyone to go to their jobs as common. We won't be deterred from our normal subprogram. Those who are here, need to check the security camera from clock time to clip. Tomorrow I'm going to go up the City Council to see if they will betray me the road that leads to our house, maybe they'll just be well-chosen that there is one LE road that they will own to maintain and let me have it for a reasonable cost,"I tell everyone.

John and Marcus come into the TV way all sweaty. They have completed their chore and the ice truck is now empty. Dakota begins dialing up for a truck size of it tow motortruck to derive to break up up the ice truck and take it over to the berth that all the limos get fixed.

It dawns on me that if the bullets didn't come out the early incline, then maybe master Perez would need to commit his forensics team out to angle out the slugs.

After I say my manner of speaking about not changing tomorrow's normal tariff, I dial up maitre d' Perez.

"how-do-you-do, this is Perez,"he says answering the phone.

"police chief, this is David Greene. It occurs to me that the ice truck in my courtyard might deliver two or three bullets in it. There are three bullet yap, so if they didn't come out the former side, your forensics team may be able-bodied to retrieve them,"I say to him.

"I'll send them right over. They should be there in about an hour or to a lesser extent,"he tells me.

"We'll be sure as shooting to seem for them,"I say.

We end the call.

"What's that racket ?"I ask.

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 window,"he says smiling.

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

"dad, are we dismissed ?"Dakota asks.

"Yes, everyone is dismissed,"

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

"Remember, use up your antenatal vitamins or no coffee,"I say to her smiling. She playfully slaps me on the shoulder before kissing me and walking away swinging her precious ass at me.

Bobby comes around the nook and asks me if it was OK to piss tonight taco-night. I told him it was fine. He said that he and Sammy have differing meat seasonings and would like everyone to try each one and give them a preference.

In my forefront, it sounded like fun.

"Hey guys, do we consume all the ingredient in the sign, or do we need to have a grocery store store run ?"I ask.

"We have everything including hard-shell and soft taco shells,"Sammy tells me.

I was thinking that this could be a fun night."Be sure to announce to everyone that tonight is taco dark. Oh, and I hope I don't have to secernate you that John will probably eat a 12 or more greaser,"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 wetback Sun nighttime and there will be a contest that everyone needs to participate in. I see everyone's optic brighten up, including my newest lover/baby maker Dr. Ronda.

"Guess I'll have to enjoy the spicy food before I'm pregnant,"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 food for thought all that well. Bobby tells her that they have already figured that and will make a small secernate pan of essence with virtually no flavorer which made her smile.

I look around and take pedigree of the good things that are happening here.

The CG boy are dating porn twins. Fred is dating Mom. Jill, Dakota, and now Dr. Ronda all want child from me. Diane is pregnant with John's baby and they seem to be doing very well. Sharon, Jennifer, Paula, and Donna are marvellous women who all love me. Allison is working hard trying to be successful now that she owns the studio job. BJ and Danni are grand sexually charged women that are both beautiful as well as being smart. young woman will be back soon ; I hope, as she was fun to diddle with. Belinda seems to be working tough with Allison as well. Aurora has fit in well here and her cleaning service has taken the load off Amy to run the sign. The two chefs are funny in addition to being wonderful cooks. 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 ‘ shtup'to a mature offspring man that accepts duty and has a much more senesce behavior.

Amy has really begun to flourish in the role of keeper of the house. Getting the cleaning service was perfect. Now she can focus on just running the house 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 felicity. Mom guides me when I find myself in a difficult office. I am very glad to have got brought her to the West coast and helped her sell her stuffy house in the Hamptons, for which she got the high-pitched amount 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 stoical man always looking out for the category's safety. His two nephews have been wonderful guarding the castle mentality. Now that they are dating the smut 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 disappoint me. Tina moving away to her Mom's house in capital of Arizona made signified, but still bummed me out a bit.

Thinking about Tina made me reckon that we will strike down in on Tina and chequer on her on the way back from our East Coast/Tampa trip.

I checked with Dakota to make certainly everything was set up with the jet for an early break of day Tues departure. We discussed going to DC first, then down to Atlanta to see this building that Jennifer is trying to hit a tidy sum on, and then on to Tampa. On the return, we will stop unannounced in capital of Arizona to own a looking at in on our Tina.

I know that when Dakota gets further along with her pregnancy, she really won't be going anywhere, but still, I want her to have time with the new baby, our baby.

Thinking about our three pregnant dame, Diane is the first due in mid to late May. Dakota is succeeding to be due in late June. Jill due after the twenty-five percent of July and now, if I get Dr. Ronda pregnant before Christmas, she'll be looking at an August or Labor Day due particular date. I laughed at my own antic ; she goes into labor on task Day.

CHAPTER 5

As dinner party clock time approached, Bobby and Sammy gathered us all to issue forth to the dining room table. No one was surprise that St. John the Apostle had his ass in a professorship before anyone else. Although when Diane walked up to the table, John jumped up and pulled out a professorship for her.

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

Bobby and Sammy announced that dinner party was served. He made it earn 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 direction to come to taco William Ashley Sunday. Paula went down the hall 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 shield were going at a charge per unit of 10 to 1 over the tortillas. The chefs had shredded cabbage, diced tomato, sullen cream, Armerican cheddar and Monterey Jack cheeses all shredded, both refreshed and pickle jalapenos, homemade salsa, a mango-lime salsa, assorted hot sauces, a red-pepper based mole and a sweetly tangy sauce.

As promised, they had a offprint pan of nub for Mom with virtually no spiciness in it.

Diane took a pocket-size quantity of both dowery of meat and made two similar wetback, both with the flour tortilla. She put meat, cabbage, diced tomato plant, and shredded Cheddar cheeseflower. She also took a spoonful 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 throw taken eating classes from John. They both took 4 crunchy wetback shells each. Two shells for each gist. They put the nitty-gritty in the shells then covered it with the fixings that they wanted.

John, Marcus, and I sat patiently. Jill asked where Allison, the porn Twins, the CG boys, and Allison might be. John and I both got up and went outside. St. John the Apostle went to the Twin Falls's threshold telling the four of them that it was greaser night and that their bearing was being missed at the dinner table.

I headed over to the studio. Again, I knocked and once again no reply. I opened the door quietly to see Allison on the battlefront end of the camera with Belinda holding the television camera. Once again, it was a onanism 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 Lady, but dinner is served and your mien or lack of it is noticeable. It's Taco Sunday and the chefs would like you to participate in their little contest about who's seasoner is better,"I tell them smiling. This makes Allison get up and Belinda put the television camera down on the sofa. They both walk with me back to the master 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 couple is holding the hand of their partner. I just smile as I walk by them.

Allison and Belinda each go get themselves a home plate taking care to try both types of meat. They fix themselves a taco each. I see Jill and Dakota already on their third taco and yet, John hasn't even had one taco yet.

Once all the Lady have intellectual nourishment in front of them John bounds up like person set his ass on fervor. 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, John's Mom, makes light of John's sempiternal appetence. Everyone giggles.

The eating and socializing go on for a distich of hour. The CG boys regale us with narration of some of their amazing dangerous undertaking 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 time. A time that we all needed to let the tension of the Holocene epoch events just go by.

As the dinner began to lift down, I asked Dr. Ronda to remain the night, but she said she had to get back house as she has a few patient role in the hospital that she needs to visit before heading to the office in the morning. Before she leaves, she does make mention that moving in here would lay aside her about a half an hour of push time as it is so lots closer to the hospital that she works out of.

"Just one of the things in the life of a Doctor of the Church,"she tells me. I kiss her and take the air her out to her car. I poke the button to open the service department room access and the front gate. I watch her movement off thinking how the sister will be so beautiful, all because of her.

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

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

"Of line, I am. We discussed it before she ever came to ask you. She was all nervous that you would make her beg or embarrass 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 ill at ease that Dakota and I are already meaning with your child and now Dr. Ronda wants one as well ?"

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

"wellspring, you do. It's almost as if you are trying to ‘ make know'to her each sentence 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 cleaning woman, not just your wife and a Marine,"she replies.

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

Jill steps forward, puts her munition around me and snog me. We hold the candy kiss for several minutes before we break and head back inside.

When we get back inside, we hear all the raucous laugh from the group. Apparently, someone challenged can that he couldn't eat another 12 tacos, fully loaded. He was currently eating number 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 number 7 and begins at phone number 8. In my head, I was sure that this was Dakota's doing, but a few minutes later I find out that it is Jennifer who put this all together. Imagine that, his own Mother betting against her son. If anyone had insider information about John's eating drug abuse, it would be Jennifer.

John finished numeral 8, then 9, then 10. At turn 11, John showed a major sluggish down. He struggled through the wetback. He just stared at taco turn 12. Unbeknownst to him, Jennifer had rigged it. She put a couple of pickle jalapenos underneath all the fixings. She let the juice from the jalapeno drip all over the heart before adding the fixings.

can picked up the taco and took a huge bite, deciding that if he took two or three big bites, it would be done with quickly.

However, with the mystery item in the taco, John the Evangelist swallowed the bite and yelled,"holy Fuck ! ”. He knew instantly who set him up. He went over to the electric refrigerator and poured himself a big glass of milk, sat back down and took another huge bite. He chewed and swallowed before taking a big swallow of Milk River. On the final morsel, he dangled the pungency over his mouth before shoving it in. The lady friend all laughed as Jennifer had to script over the money collected to John.

John counted the money and gave me one-half of the profits. I just told him to keep on it. I knew in my heart that he would let a solution to the undercover factor that his mother has put in the taco.

Bobby and Sammy both laughed out loud asking John if he wanted any more than taco. This drew laugh from everyone. All in all, privy had made over $ 100 from that lilliputian bet. His Mother said it was the best money spent on John in a long while.

Mom and Fred finally made it out to the dinner table. Mom went over to the little pan that the chefs had waiting for her with footling to no spicery. She took a spoonful and kissed each one on the impudence telling them the meat was utter. Fred let her have a shell before he made one for himself. He took 4 hard taco shells filling two each with each inwardness. He really didn't take much of the fixings. He took some lettuce, some diced tomatoes, and some shredded Cheddar cheese.

While he was eating, I asked the table to vote for the nub. Pan one, the scandalmongering pan. Pan two the blue pan. As I went around the mesa it seemed to go back and forth yellow, blue, yellow, blue, blueish, yellow and on and on.

After everyone had cast their suffrage, it was blue ahead by one vote, but Fred had not voted. He chose yellow. That tied it all up and the two chefs shook hands and decided to do the Saami thing the next taco night.

As the night went on, people began heading to bed since tomorrow was a work day. Jill and I were one of the last ones to leave behind the board 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 slumber.

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

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

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