The Chauffeur ( # 23 ) The urban center of holy person

By : PABLO DIABLO

copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

As we disembarked from the planer, the co-pilot carried our luggage down to the butt of the stairs. Fred walked over and picked each piece up and put them neatly in the trunk.

The ladies were all in the limo when Fred asked if he could address to me privately for a consequence. I was worried for a moment until I saw him reach into the driver 's seat and pull out an 8x10 browned mailing envelope. I knew instantly what the discussion would be about.

"Mr. Greene, I think theirs been a error. I received this envelope, which I had to subscribe for and show my recognition. When I pulled out the mental object, I discovered this,"he said handing me the newspaper inside the envelope.

I glanced at it, ensuring that it did indeed say 2500 share of Jaxson Inc. stock.

'' What 's the problem, Fred ? '' I asked.

'' Um, sir, I think you made a error, or someone did. I 'm happy with the stock, delight do n't misunderstand. However, is it supposed to be maybe 250 ploughshare, not 2500 ? '' He asks very hesitantly.

"No, it says right here 2500,"I tell him just having a little fun with him about it.

"Sir, I can interpret. I see that it says 2500. My point is that maybe it is supposed to be just 250 and NOT 2500,"he says clearly getting frustrated with my poor endeavour at humor.

'' Fred, listen to me and delight listen well. I authorized it and Jill agreed. You deserve 2500 shares. You work hard, you come and go at our whim. You 've sent me a couple of good Guy in your nephews. You 've even taken on helping Paula teach new chauffeurs how to do their job better. Paula says cipher but swell matter about you. Now, I hope you do n't run out and Cash these in right away, let them grow….and I can tell you they will farm. imagine of this as an investment in your retreat,"I say to him.

'' Well, thank you, sir. I 'm humbled. I looked up the line of descent Mary Leontyne Price today. It 's at $ 271.50. That's up $ 1.50 from close yesterday. You have just given me over $ 650,000 AND you just gave me a immense raise something like 30 %. How can I be doing that fountainhead for you when all I do is drive around you around ?"He asks quizzically.

'' As I said, you do a whole lot for us. You do n't realize how squeamish it is to know that our chauffeur is n't someone that we have to interest about running off with our secrets, '' I explain to him.

I get in the limousine and Fred begins the journeying to take us back to the Commune. In my capitulum, I do some quick math 271.50 minus the 265.25 equal $ 6.25 addition since I began handing out the stock certificates.

I ask Dakota for her cellular telephone phone. She hands it to me. I turn it to the calculator way. I put in the identification number 271.50-265.25=6.25. She looks puzzled at what I'm doing. I hand the sound back to her. I say to put in the number of plowshare she has, which she does. I whisper in her ear, that's how practically your stock has gone up since we gave it to you.

It takes a import for her to understand in just a very short time her parentage has increased by $ 62,500. She smiles her big come fuck me grinning, which I think I will guide her up on later.

Jill asked what all the smiling was about. I explained that since the line of descent gift, the Jaxson Inc. stock has gone up $ 6.25/share. Jill smiles and Tina smiles.

I got a text edition from Amy. She said her car barrage fire was idle and she needed to get to the foodstuff fund. Before I replied, I asked Tina and Dakota if either one of them could occupy Amy food market shopping. Tina volunteered immediately. I texted Amy back to let her do it that Tina will take her when we get home.

The rest of the drive was uneventful. traffic was fussy but not all that bad.

When we finally got to the Commune, everyone seemed relieved. Of course, Fred had the torso out-of-doors and our luggage on the ground just a couple of minutes after he opened the fundament door to let us exit the limo.

Tina quickly grabbed her stuff and headed inside to put it all in her elbow room and to get Amy to take her grocery shopping.

Dakota, Jill, and I all got our stuff and headed for the face doorway. As usual, I pulled a pair of $ 100 bills out of my scoop and handed them to Fred. He, as usual, tried to politely decline. I said to him,"Just take the darn money,"as I put it directly in his hand. He, as usual, thanked me.

I told Fred that I didn't believe that I needed him tomorrow, but if I did need him to go anywhere, I would just let Paula be intimate.

He got into the limo and left.

When I got inside, I took my luggage to our sleeping accommodation. Jill was already unpacking, putting her dirty wearing apparel in our wash hamper.

Not remembering what day of the week, it was, I asked Jill. She let me know that it was Thursday. In my header, I did n't see any reason we could n't bear another play weekend. Jill thought that would be a rattling idea.

As we finished unpacking, I was both hungry and tired. I chose to pack a nap.

CHAPTER 2

Once again, it was several hours before I woke. My head was a bit muzzy as to what day it was. I remembered laying down late Thursday afternoon. I looked at the clock, it read 3:05am. WOW, where had the sentence gone ?

Jill was laying next to me, completely asleep, but looking as gorgeous as ever. The room was almost completely morose, except for the bit of moonshine coming through the wooden blind that weren't closed.

I got up and headed to the bathroom. Once finished in there, I put on a couple of basketball shorts and my usual lily-white tee shirt.

Quietly leaving the chamber, I went down the hallway towards the kitchen.

Surprisingly, I found Jennifer and Amy just sitting at the kitchen bar and having a drink. By the way, each was talking, I guessed that they were having adult drinks. Of course, the bottle of Rum and 2-liter of snow sitting on the counter also gave me a clue.

Both smiled their beautiful smiling when they saw me.

"good Morning, dame,"I said smiling.

"aurora ? We haven't even been to bed yet. Want to join us in bed ?"Jennifer said to me.

Amy agreed.

While it didn't seem as if they were trashed, I could severalize that they were feeling little to no pain.

The two of them tried pulling on my arm to get me to head up to a bedroom with them. Both sides of my brain were in a scrap. One the comely guy position, my stunned mental capacity says ‘ don't do it. You'll have quite a little of fun with them this weekend.'However, the horndog face of my brain said, ‘ why the hell on earth not ?'

For the moment, the gentleman side of my brain won out, but it could go the other way…. maybe.

"dame, I would have it away to take you to bed, but I'm pretty sure you two would be advantageously if I didn't play with you right now. I was thinking about having another playing period weekend, are either of you interested ?"I ask already knowing the answer.

Amy speaks up first,"shit, that means I need to do a whole lot more than grocery store shopping. I need to get the sign cleaned and get laundry done. Hell, maybe I should start right now,"She says trying to get up.

I step over to her, putting my implements of war around her to steady her. Of course, she thinks that I'm putting my subdivision around her as an indication that I want to recreate, which I do, but that's not why my weaponry are around her.

"See, I knew you wanted to dally,"she says with a lukewarm smile and her oculus a bit droopy.

She put her arms around my neck trying to plant a loose-fitting wet kiss on me. I conceded the point in time allowing her to kiss me as passionately as she could. She stuck her tongue out licking my lips and the sphere underneath my nose. That told me she was indeed more inebriated than I suspected.

Jennifer, now feeling left out, stood up holding on to the countertop trying to put me into a David-sandwich.

She said into my ear practically cheap than needed,"St. David, how did we ever get so lucky that you include us in your playtime ? You do realize that we both love you, don't you ?"She said in a manner that suggested that she too has had a bit too very much to drink.

I looked back at the handle-size bottleful of Rum and realized it was about 40 % gone, something I didn't poster when I first saw it sitting on the counter.

I scooped Amy up in my implements of war, with Jennifer taking hold of my arm with hers. I walked them down to a bedroom that I knew was unoccupied. I opened the doorway and laid Amy on the bed. Jennifer was already peeling apparel off.

I kissed Amy telling her goodnight. I turned around to see Jennifer virtually naked already. I kissed her and whispered in her ear,"caper with Amy, she wants you,"knowing that either or both would be asleep shortly.

Jennifer frowned but decided to follow what I had said and climbed into bed with Amy. They started kissing. I just stood there for a twain of minutes being the voyeur, but alas, as I suspected they both fell quickly asleep as they snuggled into one another.

I quietly left the bedroom and closed the room access behind me.

aim back to the kitchen, I put the bottle of rum away. Poured out the remainder of the already pour drink. I put the Methedrine into the dishwasher which was empty. I put the cap on the bottle of blow and put it in the fridge.

Once in the fridge, I realized that I was thirsty. I pulled out the jelly and decided to have my personal favorite : a crisp bus PB & J sandwich with a trash of ice-cold milk.

As I waited for the toaster to pop with my first two slices of bread, I wiped off the buffet both where they made their drink and where they were sitting drinking their drinks.

smell something burning, I looked at the toaster. We had a new one, that I didn't realize until it burnt my first two slices. I readjusted the setting dial as it was all the way to the max at routine 10. I turned it down to number 3 thinking that for a new toaster that should be shadow enough without burning the toast.

I pulled the two burn down fade of goner out and tossed them in the trash. I put in three gash now since the new toaster was an 8-slice wassailer with four levers to fudge two slices at a time.

I began to look around, virtually every one of my items on the list that I gave Amy was in the kitchen.

I opened the storage locker and knickers to find silverware, genuine plates, pipe bowl, Tervis merchandise cupful, coffee berry cups, drinking crank, cooking utensils, potholders, new cookware including three roasting cooking pan of different size of it. I was truly amazed. Amy had done well, very well. The kitchen was indeed ready. I also noticed that we had two liquidiser, two mixer, a food for thought processor, and a secondment microwave oven. None of which I noticed when I entered the kitchen as my care was to the two drunk beauties that occupied the room.

I did notice a inclination just lying on the bar counter. It had some early items that she felt we needed.

The leaning read : Dining elbow room board, seating at least 12, Cathay storage locker, Noritake People's Republic of China, true silverware, a box to concur the silver, paper towel holder, a desk for planning, a date record book, several dry erase boards, multiple substance pads… the list just stopped.

Amy had indeed done well so far, and her listing only confirmed that she was the proper alternative to entrust running the house.

I pulled my laptop out and plugged it in. I opened it and logged into piece of work 's email. Again, shaking my caput there were another 413 e-mail. I thought to myself that with only two days away from my laptop the emails grew exponentially.

I scanned through them looking for authoritative one first.

I noticed one from the district manager in Tampa demanding he knows why I ‘ filch'into one of his restaurants without asking him permission.

At first, I thought about being cordial and explaining my position, but then my instincts took over. I replied that I didn't need his permission since he reports to me, not the other way around. I continued to severalize him that he should be measured as there are lots of high-quality masses who could replace him, should he choose to leave our employ.

Just to be an ass, I signed the email"Respectfully, your boss…. David Graham Greene, manager of mathematical process Jaxson Inc."I smiled as I hit place with reappearance receipt requested. This way he couldn't say that he ‘ just got'the email.

I also blind copied the two HR mass, one with Jaxson Inc. the other the regional HR for the restaurant grouping.

I said to myself,"Take that you piss-ant,"smiling the altogether time.

Looking over the banging list, I saw many emails that were just read-only ace that had copied me on several theme. For the first prison term, I saw one from one of the horse cavalry runway that we now owned. I had forgotten about those money-makers. I opened the one that was titled"HELP ”. I was worried at initiatory thinking that this may be one of those spam emails, but it wasn't.

As I read the email, it was from a Ted Willis, Director of operation at Tampa Bay Downs. His email eluded to issues that they were having with the gaming delegacy in the State of FL.

The email explained that one of their monger had put together a lowly group of hoi polloi who worked as a annulus in their cardroom. They would work the tables moving their way to the final table. The dealer, who was a key persona of the ring, was dirty-dealing ensuring that the others in the tintinnabulation were getting all the good cards.

What tipped the gaming military commission off was a professional person salamander actor from Las Vegas and Atlantic urban center recognized the shady ways of the dealer.

He first complained to management, who basically did nothing. He contacted the fourth-year management of the track, who also did zippo feeling that this was just the grumblings of soul who lost their money.

It continued telling that this guy then filed a score with the province of Florida's gaming committee. That prompted them to contain all the surveillance video for the by 6 calendar month. Now, normally that wouldn't be a trouble, however, there were respective court character coming up in the next duet of weeks and without the surveillance, the grammatical case would be dismissed, and they would be open up to polite lawsuits.

What he was asking for amounted to sound help since we now owned that trail and several others. He gave me his middleman selective information at the tush of the email.

I read the email a second meter just to make sure I understood all the salient details. I put the entropy down on my notepad, along with Mr. Willis contact information.

He did take in me if we were ever in Tampa Bay to visit him and the track as it is one of the oldest in Florida and a quite beautiful parkland, while not Churchill pile nor a few of the other storied parks, it was a high-quality parking area with a celebrated history none the less.

I made some notes about calling the legal squad in Florida as well as call the State of Florida gaming direction. My for the first time instinct was to request that the video recording be duplicated, and the archetype be returned, however, I wasn't sure if that was even possible. Of course, my second cerebration was about if they even had a imprimatur to take the television and why wasn't effectual already involved ? I sent Mr. Willis a answer electronic mail telling him that I would be contacting him later today.

I began reading many of the ‘ read-only'emails to be able-bodied to dispose them. I glanced at the clock on the microwave. It read 5:55am. I figure that I would contact Mr. Willis about 9am our meter, which would be about noontide Tampa time.

I did reply to a few of the electronic mail saying ‘ thank you'for the information, just to let them eff that I had read the email that they had sent

I saw another email from one of the truckage managers. He said that most of the tyre that were ordered from BF Goodrich was delivered and they were a big hit as several truck across the US were making the transposition. He also asked if we could afford it to order another chemical group exactly as the first set and have them delivered to the same locations before they started getting low.

I sent a counter email asking him if we were taking the removed tire to one of the Dallas retreading localisation, and if not, could we get that underway.

I responded that I would take attention of it. I sent the guy from BF Goodrich requesting another order, but this metre I doubled the Order asking that they once again deliver the tyre to the same fix.

I did control the financials and found Jill had already paid their invoice. I scanned through the account and didn't see anything out of line.

Going through more than of the e-mail, I saw one from Roger. He recommended three multitude to plow the firearm breeding. One eastern United States coast, one in the Midwest, and one Westcoast.

He suggested Tom David Roland Smith, East coast, Mathew Miller, Midwest, and Diego Sanchez for the Westcoast. He gave me contact information for all three. I replied that I would get in touch will all three and thank you for your unvoiced work. I also asked when he would be back in LA.

Once again, I glanced at the microwave clock. In my headway, I decided that we needed Erodium cicutarium in every room, including the kitchen. If both microwave oven were being used where would one look for the time ? I got up and added that to Amy 's list.

I went back to recital and discarding the ‘ read-only'emails.

After a couple hours of working my way through the emails, I came across one from limited agent Fernandez letting me know that he had heard rumblings from some of his source that there may be some sort of retaliation headed my way from the Russian crime syndicate. He offered me some protection, assigning an agent if I felt that I needed one to shadow me for a couple of weeks.

I replied a thank you for the heads-up, but at this meter I would worsen the agent, telling him that the agent should be working on something more important rather than babysitting me. I let him know that we have a security department item already.

I copied Roger the email from Fernandez saying that I would wish to take the two nephews of Fred from the seacoast sentry go that he hired as character of his security measure detail. I would have them here to protect everyone.

Finally, at 8:50am I had emptied my email inbox. I felt really accomplished, then it dawned on me that I promised to contact Ted Willis at noon his metre, which would be in about 10 minutes.

I got up and headed down the hall to our bedroom to get my phone. Jill was still as gorgeous as ever, and still completely asleep.

I pushed spread Dakota 's room access, expecting to see her dormancy as well.

However, she was up, showered, dressed, makeup on, hair brushed. She looked stunning. When she saw me peeking in she jumped up, running over to me and leaping into my limb causing to take a step backward to keep my balance.

Dakota doesn't weigh much, but when that short bit of weight comes at you through the air, it comes with a bit of a force.

"Oh Daddy, I love you so a great deal. I'm starving. I need to eat. If I don't watch what I eat I'll lose my girlish figure…hee, hee,"she said giggling at her own joke.

I decided to try and carry her to the kitchen. She had her lithe little body wrapped around me like a monkey hanging on a coconut tree.

Dakota smelled delightful as she had some sorting of rose-scented perfume on. I nuzzled her neck opening but keeping my eyes on where I was walking.

I made it all the way to the kitchen only to see that it was one minute before 9am. fourth dimension to cry Mr. Willis.

I sat Dakota down and pulled out my phone and began dialing. I put my index digit to my lips indicating to Dakota that I needed her to be quiet, which she nodded her headspring in acknowledgment.

"Hello, Mr. Willis please,"I said.

"I'm Ted Willis, how may I help you ?"

"This is David Green, I believed that I emailed you saying that I would be contacting you about now,"I answered.

"Yes sir, I was just read your email a few minutes ago. Thank you for calling me."

"I looked up whom our sound representative is in Sunshine State. It's a large firm based in Tampa called Shallowitz, Nowicki, and Rubens. I'm going to cry them next after we hang up. Apparently, Gloria Sir Peter Paul Rubens is the married person that handles typeface such as what you have. I 'll send you an electronic mail with her contact information so you can keep an eye on up on Monday. '' I tell him.

"Thank you, sir. In about 10-15 sidereal day we have a twosome of homage cases coming up. One is about an violation of a young lady whose hubby got drunk and slapped her around when our security measures tried to arrest him, he gave them a punishing time. It ended up taking three officers to detain him until local law enforcement arrived. The other instance was one for the FRS. It involved a twosome of hombre trying to perish off fake money. Mostly 20's and 50's, trying to rest under the radar but we caught them anyway. The U.S. enigma Service has collected all the forged bills, nearly $ 1000 dollars in all. They want a copy of our videotapes for that day following the guys passing the bogus account and if we do n't suffer the television to copy for them, then they will secrete these guys. '' He explains.

"Mr. Willis, I wish you had sent me this email sooner, I just returned from Tampa last night. I was there checking on two of our other marque, The Pinetree and our restaurant in Ybor City."

"OH, I know that restaurant, it's one of my married woman's favorites. She's Cuban and loves their roast pork barrel mojito and she's been trying to set the manager, Mr. Garcia up with her older sister."He tells me, making me reckon that the unscathed group of them need a West coast holiday for a long weekend, and who knows, maybe some playtime.

I thanked him for the information and promised to send him the email regarding Gloria Rubens.

CHAPTER 3

My next call was to Gloria Rubens.

"Hello, Law government agency,"said the nice voice.

"Gloria Rubens, please."

"I'm sorry, she's in a meeting right now. May another attorney help you ?"She asked.

"No, Ma'am. My name is Saint David Graham Greene, I'm the Director of mental process for Jaxson, Inc. Please have her return my call at her soonest convenience."I said before hanging up.

When I hung up the phone, Dakota was already pulling my shorts down and stroking my partially raise cock.

I thought to myself,"Man she makes me feel so good."

Having my eyes closed, I was startled a bit with another set of hands were rubbing my shoulder joint. It was Amy asking what clip I put her to bed.

"Around 3am, you and Jennifer were pretty well buzzed,"I explained.

'' Yeah, Jennifer is still in bed, moaning, but not in a beneficial way, '' she said

giggling.

At this head, Dakota had me fully erect and she was working her oral illusion on my manhood. Amy realized it and walked around in front of me and straddled my lap causing Dakota to feature to unblock my dick from her mouth.

Dakota moaned her sad moan and put on her pouty expression playfully pushing Amy from behind.

They both giggled together.

'' I had dad first until you plopped your hoochie twat on his lap, '' Dakota said playfully.

"fountainhead, I'm sure you had him in Florida, so I get him first,"Amy said giggling.

Amy stood a bit lowering herself down on my hard stopcock, impaling herself completely on me in one movement. She just sat there my cock buried into her as far as it would go, which was past her cervix as I felt the tip of my tool push button past that.

She began rocking her immature trunk back and Forth on my humanity. Then she did something that no one else had ever done to me before. She moved her hip joint sideways, not back and Forth on me, but left to rectify and back again. This new way of movement caused me to tumefy up and nearly shoot into her after just a few strokes.

When she sensed my hammer growing inside of her, she slowed down her movements to celebrate me inside of her a bit longer.

I felt her kitty cramp on my cock, and I watched her eye glaze over. I in-turn started of thinking about anything else than Amy's sweet pussy.

We fucked like that for about 15 minutes or so. Dakota got up off her genu, being bored watching Amy and me ass and she not being part of the fun.

Dakota got up and poured herself a cup of coffee berry keeping a insomniac eye on Amy and me. Amy went back to thrusting from side to side. This felt incredible. Thankfully, Amy reached her orgasm before I hit mine.

"OH, GAWD DADDY, YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO DAMN goodness !"She announced loudly.

I reached my own climax saying,"darn DARLING, Hera I CUMMMMMM !"shooting R-2 after roofy inside of her sweet young pussy.

Dakota watched us get hold of our pinnacle together, sitting at the table licking her lips and looking me straight in the eyes.

She leaned forward and said to us,"shit, you two look so hot together,"in a sexy tone.

As we both began to return to pattern, Amy uncoupled from my lap and walked wobbly-legged over to the coffee pot. I just smiled and pulled up my shorts stuffing my deflating cock away for the moment.

I began to think about Roger's letter regarding the Russian consortium. I put on my notepad that we needed various more camera out front, to make believe a telecasting presence and make it rather obvious. I put on my notepad to ring the security system troupe and have them come out as soon as possible.

Amy decided that she should fake us some sort of breakfast. I asked for scrambled eggs, toast, maybe 1st Baron Verulam or sausage, whichever she decided to prepare. Dakota asked for three electrocute hard eggs with 6 slices of pledge and mayonnaise and three big cut of tomato. She intended on making a fried punishing egg sandwich with love apple and mayo, which to me sounded pretty trade good. However, I stuck with my original order.

Watching Amy wiggle her small tight ass while cooking for us made me smiling. In my head, it was incredible how damn favourable I was. Jill, Dakota, Tina, Amy, Jennifer, Allison, the twins, Belinda, Dr. Ronda, Paula, and Donna. What guy on this planet, except for Hugh Hefner or Larry Flynt has it so good ?

I sent Roger another email. This time I let him make out that I was increasing our video front at the Commune. I also asked about attending with Dakota firearm grooming and having several of the playgroups attend. In my head, I was thinking that can and Diane, Allison, of course of instruction, Jill should at least take how to handle a firearm even if they didn't decide to apply for a have a bun in the oven permit. I also copied Diego Sanchez whom Roger suggested take over the small-arm training for the Cicily Isabel Fairfield seashore operations.

It didn't take long for Amy to finish fixing breakfast for Dakota and myself. I asked,"Amy, darling, aren't you going to eat ?"

"Um, no not now. I think I need to take a spry shower and rinse the sex off me. Maybe that will restrain your cum from continually running down my legs…. hee, hee, hee,"she said giggling before she shook her precious ass at me and trundled off to a bathroom.

Dakota and I ate in quiet, although Dakota did reach over and held my hand for a couple of min, clearly in a show of making love for me.

I gently squeezed her helping hand back returning the sentiment.

I scribbled names on a blank plane of my notepad. The node lean for play night, Friday night. The lean was essentially, the whole playgroup.

Amy, Jennifer, lav and Diane, Paula, Dr. Ronda, James and Nadia, Donna, Marcus, Allison, the Twin Falls, Belinda, the CG male child, Dave/Marsha/Sandra with a big query soft touch next to them, Dakota added Roger, if available, She also added soft touch Newberg and Mike booking agent, however I scratched Mike booking agent off the list.

Dakota also wrote Fred and put a heavy doubt cross next to his name. I just sat and pondered that one, figuring that I needed to personally address that.

I added extra Agent Fernandez with a enquiry mark as well. Dakota scratched his public figure off the lean noting that he wore a wedding ceremony band. I had missed that but was thankful she didn't.

Although many, if not most of the ladies, were bisexual it seemed to me we were light on guy rope. I did the stick fig counting coming up with 10 guys, that included myself and Roger ( if available ) and Fred, again with a question mark.

On the cleaning lady 's incline, we had 16 madam names that included Marsha and Sandra, Nadia, the Twin and Belinda, as well as Allison and Diane. Dakota circled Diane and noted that she may not be well received with her recent trick. I just wrote ‘ don't worry about it ’.

Dakota having gobbled down three of her fry hard egg sandwiches, got up and rinsed her plate off and put it in the dishwasher. She opened the fridge and poured me a enceinte glass of pineapple juice handing it to me smiling.

She leaned down and kissed me passionately.

She too left the kitchen to channelise towards a bathroom.

I too rinsed my plate and silverware off and put it in the dishwasher, noting that it was about 75 % to the full. I added detergent and Jet-dry and started the machine.

On the way back to my bedroom, I pushed open a door that held John and Diane, still all snuggled up together sleeping.

I pushed open Tina's doorway noting that Amy was in the exhibitor, and Tina was sleeping still. I contemplated joining Amy in the exhibitor but dismissed that idea since we just had a fantastic few moment of sex in the kitchen. I pulled the room access closed.

I reached my own bedroom. I walked in and found Jill in the rain shower, this fourth dimension I decided to join her. I quickly shed my boxers and went into the bathroom. It was full of steam. I knocked on the glass door to see not only Jill's silhouette in the exhibitor but another one as well.

I opened the room access and peeked my head in. There was my darling Jill being service by my young sub, Allison. I just stood there being a voyeur watching two beautiful women intertwined and enjoying each other. I knocked on the looking glass, startling Allison and causing Jill to open her optic and smile her gorgeous smiling. She motioned me to join them with one indicant finger.

I stepped into the shower with a raging hard-on from watching my two lovely servicing each other.

"David, you certainly picked a wonderful sub here in Allison. She has a delightful natural language,"Jill said to me.

I stood Allison up, knack her over at the waist so she could continue to serve Jill with her tongue. I moved behind her and gently slip my peter into her very wet slit. She moaned loudly as I pushed my entire length into her.

I began my poke in and out of her womanhood folds. She was having a difficult time keeping on task of pleasuring Jill with her spit as I was fucking her sugariness slit from behind.

Jill reached over and turned the rain shower off. Although the hot water felt outstanding, it was washing away Allison 's womanly wetness causing a bit more friction.

I put my bridge player on her rosehip and thrust into her with more force. This caused her to moan loudly and spray my second joint with her wetness. I just kept up pounding her delicious pussy with all the forcefulness I could summon after Amy just had her way with me in the kitchen.

Jill arrived at an orgasm first, pulling Allison's face into her sex hard. Allison just kept up her viva voce rape while I kept fucking Allison from behind.

It didn't take long before Allison also reached her orgasmic acme. Her climax was so emphatic that I felt her knees weakening. I put my arm around her midsection to keep her from collapsing. She was nearly dead free weight in my arm moaning continuously.

I kissed Jill. I kissed Allison on the back of the neck which caused her to moan and say,"red cent, I'm so lucky to take in met you both. I have never felt this loved ever in my life,"in a sonant tender voice.

I stood her up and the three of us formed a grouping hug, kissing each former as our bodies pulled tighter together. Unexpectedly, Jill turned the shower bath back on, startling Allison and me. Jill just giggled.

The three of us took turns erotically washing the other two. As Allison soaped up my cock, she put the full matter in her rima oris after she rinsed me off. Jill kept my rima oris occupied with one of her gorgeous breasts.

As Allison kept her oral attainment on my manhood, I felt that twinge as my balls retracted into me. I said to Allison,"dear, I'm going to cum,"to which she just moaned and sucked harder.

I exploded into her mouth, rophy after rophy that she swallowed like a pro. My own oculus rolled backward for a moment as I truly love cumming into Allison 's accepting mouth.

After I regained my smoke, she soaped my deflating cock and rinsed all the sex off me.

Once we were all clean, Jill again turned the water back off and we all stepped out. I took a large towel and began to dry my gorgeous wife. Allison grabbed another towel and began doing the Same affair. After my wife was dry, she walked back out to the bedroom and Allison began drying me.

I embraced Allison, kissing her deeply and passionately. She responded in kind.

We pulled our bodies together embracing one another before she broke the kiss. We were now dry and headed out to the bedroom.

Allison said to me quietly,"You know that Belinda really wants you. She's not into the whole dominance/submissive thing that I truly love with you. However, she really wants some time with you to fuck you, to suck you, and hopefully, you 'll screw her in the ass as she loves anal sex and your wife told me about your first time with her. She says you 're a gentle anal retentive lover, taking care not to hurt or injure someone. That is hot for me ! I knew you were a good Daddy/Master. You just do n't have that closeness in your eyes. Your heart are so loving. They give you away, '' she says to me.

"favorite, that is such a compliment. Thank you,"I tell her before I ask her to invite all her friends to a play party Friday night and into Sat.

However, I did say that everyone must go abode by Sunday morning time as I needed at least one day of ease before study on Monday.

Allison teased me that I'll probably need more than than one day of rest if we have a two-day playing period party.

I did ask if she knew a couple of decent guys to pay for. I told her that currently, I 'm expecting 10 guy wire and 16 Lady and maybe just a couple of nice guy rope would help even the ratio. She said she did indeed know of a twosome of really courteous guys that she thinks would fit in with the political party. I suggested that she visit them and give me their get hold of selective information so that

I may call them personally and tempt them as well.

She picked up her clothes, pulling her phone out of the pants scoop and texted me the two guys contact lens information.

Allison dressed and left the bedroom. Jill was also dressed, but she sat at the makeup tabular array putting on her makeup and looking as gorgeous as ever.

CHAPTER 4

Dakota came bursting into the bedroom. She barked out,"David, Jill you need to occur to the TV room and see what's on the news show,"before she headed back out to the hallway.

I put my basketball shorts back on and a white tee shirt, Jill was already dressed and followed Dakota out the door. I followed in just a mo later.

The three of us literally ran to the TV room. There on our 95"TV was our Fred pointing his weapon at a guy who was holding a char hostage with a knife to her throat as the television channel 11 Fox helicopter hovered overhead.

The police were just arriving. You could barely take heed Fred telling the guy to put the knife down. He repeated the Holy Order. Police were getting out of their cars with their weapon system drawn as well.

Suddenly, the whole thing erupted on live TV. The guy with the knife, reached around behind himself with the other hand, allowing the woman to fall to the ground. He pulled out a six-gun pointing it in the direction of Fred. Fred and at least two officers fired hitting the guy. Fred just hung his head, knowing that he had hit, and probably killed the guy.

Fred laid his arm on the hood of the township car and put his men in the air. Two military officer rushed to the guy on the ground kicking the gun and the knife away from him. One officer checked for a pulse and shake off his head.

Another officer cuffed Fred and took him to the back of his cruiser.

I grabbed my headphone and called my friend who ran the bond Bond federal agency. I quickly explained what had just happened, thankfully, she had just watched it on TV as well. I told her that the guy that they just cuffed was one of my employees and for her to post his bond no topic how lots it was.

Jill was calling Paula to explicate what we had just seen on TV. Dakota was heading out to the garage to get her car. Jill and I turned off the TV and headed out the front door. Dakota pulled up and we got in and she sped off toward the law station. She weaved in and out of the traffic running every yellowness light she came to.

I called each of the CG guys, who had also seen it on TV. They offered to put up the money for their uncle's bail bond. I told them to head to the Commune to protect everyone that was there as there may be some news media approaching the household wanting a gossip. I instructed them to not say a Word of God and to not even spread the threshold to media. They acknowledged what I told them and said that they were on the way to the house.

funny story thing about adrenaline, the all world seems to travel in slow motion as you want it to move faster.

Dakota arrived at the law station before the police officer who was transporting Fred arrived.

Dakota parked her car and we all rushed into the station. We were met by a ill-humored erstwhile man at the movement desk. We explained to him why we were there.

He told us to just sit down in the lobby area and when Fred arrived, we would be allowed to go upstairs.

I decided that I didn't want to wait, so I dialed up Lt. Vladimir Horowitz, who happened to be on responsibility. He said he would be right down to get us. He also had watched the event unfold.

He arrived only a match of minutes later, holding several visitant badges. He acknowledged the front desk, Sargent.

He gave each of us a badge and put the rest on the counter for the front desk Sargent to put in a drawer.

Horowitz took us to the elevator and up we went to the 6th floor. On the way up, he explained that Fred was only being detained, not arrested. The officers at the scene only needed entropy about how the whole thing unfolded before the other officeholder arrived. He also said that one of the officers took his car tonality and pulled the car into a parking dapple and will be bringing the cay to the station. They had chosen to not tow the car.

The three of us seemed unbosom knowing that Fred was only being detained and not under literal arrest.

When we got to the 6th storey, we were directed to a set of chair next to the entrance doors to the large room that was bustling with ship's officer at various desks.

Although it was only about 10 proceedings, the wait seemed like an 60 minutes.

Dakota poster Fred being led into the room and seated at a desk in the midriff of the room. He did n't see us waiting by the doors that he just came through.

I stood up and headed over to Fred, asking the madam to remain where they were unless Vladimir Horowitz or another officer told them to go over.

Fred was just sitting there looking at the floor. I walked up and said to him,"Hey Fred, half-baked matter I just saw on TV,"I just stopped there thinking that now was not the time for bad jokes.

He smiled when he saw me. I put my hand on his shoulder and asked the officer if he really needed to be cuffed as I would take broad duty for him. The officeholder, named Joe, agreed and uncuffed Fred, putting the handcuff back into a leather pouch on his belt.

We began the long journey of the questions and answer. Before Joe began his questioning, I told Fred that there was no reason not to answer Officer Joe's questions fully and truthfully. If they did settle to arrest him, for whatever reason, do not worry as we had already made arrangements to take bail posted. Fred thanked me and began answering military officer Joe 's questions.

I got up and headed back to Jill and Dakota, explaining to them that officeholder Joe was just asking doubtfulness about how the totally concatenation of events began. I told them to call Paula and have someone head to the car and picking it up, not wanting it to be left in that parking lot where who knows how many people saw the events on TV.

Jill suggested that if we could get the cay now, her and Dakota could go get the car and fill it to Happee, Happy limo and then head back here to pick Fred and me up.

I went back over to Officer Joe asking if we could have the keys to the car to get it back to the limo office. Joe asked Fred if that was OK with him. He, of course, told Officer Joe yes. Officer Joe handed me the key which I walked over to Dakota and Jill. I gave the keys to Jill. Who kissed me and Dakota kissed me and they headed out.

I went back over to Fred and sat down next to him. I listened as Fred explained how the events unfolded.

After several instant of Q & A, another officer arrived with the young dame who was held as a surety. She raced over to Fred, hugging him and kissing him with many ‘ thank you'for saving her life.

Fred smiled and hugged her cover.

I realized that I was hungry, the Adrenalin was now wearing off and my stomach was beginning a riot wanting food.

I asked policeman Joe if it would be OK to gild some pizza pie for everyone. He shrugged his articulatio humeri saying the saw no military issue with it. I asked how many ship's officer were on tariff here in this room, he looked around and told me about 50 plus a few citizenry such as Fred and I which brought the total around 60.

I got up and pulled out my cell telephone set dialing the local Pizza Hut. I ordered 25 large pizzas. 10 tall mallow, 10 pepperonis, and 5 Supreme. They gave me a monetary value which I put on my American Stock Exchange. They told me about 45 proceedings to an hour. I told them the pizza were to go to the 6th floor to police officer Joe, but I had to look at his name badge to get his in conclusion name. military officer Joe Candy. The phone person acknowledged everything and verified what I ordered, but he asked what crust I wanted. I told him half of the cheese and one-half of the pepperoni to be split evenly between Pan and Hand-tossed. All five Supreme pizzas were to be on Pan incrustation.

We ended the telephone call. I told Officer Joe that it would be about 45 hour to an time of day. He phoned downstairs to the front desk John Singer Sargent and let him have sex that pizza Hut would be delivering 25 heavy pizzas.

After the phone outcry, Officer Joe went back to more doubtfulness. One flyspeck hiccup was that Fred had not had his carry permit on him, it was in the car glovebox. Officer Joe reminded him that it was to be on his individual if he had his weapon on his person as well. I worried that this one item might get Fred arrested. However, ship's officer Joe looked up in the computer and found a perfectly flow carry permit. He chose to neglect the minor infraction, suggesting that Fred put the licence on his holster somehow to quash future issues. He agreed to do so.

The 60 minutes passed quickly as two officers and the Pizza Hut pitch guy came into the room with all the food for thought. You could find out the ooh 's and ahh's when everyone saw the food. They put the stacks of pizza pie on two evacuate desks. I got up and went to the Pizza Hut guy and signed the slate and left him a $ 100 tip. His eyes grew large looking at the tip and asking,"Are you certain sir ?"I just nodded my principal. He said thanks and headed back down to the pressure group where the front desk Sargent made him impart all the hot bagful so nix was being smuggled into the station.

military officer and others grabbed theme plated, some napkin, and pulled a couple of slices on their plates. Even ship's officer Joe, Fred, and I got in phone line for pizza.

Thankfully, when it was our turn, I grabbed three gash of plain cheese pizzas.

After our plates were wide-cut, we sat back down. Officer Joe thanked me for providing lunch and went back to the Q & A with Fred.

The hale process took another couple of hours. Jill and Dakota had returned telling me that the Ithiel Town car was back at the Happee, Happy limo garage.

I asked policeman Joe how much longer. He said that they were basically done.

Of course, they would have to submit the report to the district attorney but did n't see any charges being filed as it certainly was a causa of self-protection and a nice lawsuit of heroism on Fred 's percentage saving the life story of the young lady.

We thanked policeman Joe and headed out. police officer Joe asked if we wanted to take any of the pizza with us since we had bought it. I declined but did ask if someone would take a pepperoni pizza down to the front desk Sargent as he has a truly crappy job being at the presence desk. officer Joe handed one of the pepperoni pizza pie to another military officer and told him to take the pizza pie down to the front desk Sargent.

Fred shook my manus again thanking me for the support.

The four of us headed down to the car as Jill and Dakota both hugged Fred and kissed him.

This made him both smile and blush.

We only took the elevator to the irregular base as they have a walk through to the parking garage on the moment flooring. We used it and I saw Dakota's car almost instantly as we got into the parking garage.

Dakota unlocked the car and I and Dakota got into the straw man seat and Fred and Jill in the back seat.

As we were driving towards the issue, I heard a zip being unzipped in the back backside. I glanced over to the backrest and saw my Jill unzipping Fred and fishing out his mostly hard peter. I watched for a moment as I saw my beautiful wife begin to orally assault his cock. He just laid his heading back to enjoy the ride.

I just smiled and turned back to the front. Dakota was grinning from ear to ear.

Fred said,"This is truly the metropolis of holy person,"referencing Jill as one of the angels.

Fred held out for quite a while before he announced,"Ma'am, I'm about to cum. You may want to get out me out of your howling backtalk,"which was very gentlemanly I thought. She just kept him inside her back talk as he erupted,"OH FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE,"with his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

I knew just how terrific Jill's oral skills were, and now so did Fred.

When we arrived at the Commune, I asked Fred to link us inside, but again, as usual, he declined very politely.

As the noblewoman went inside, I asked him to tamp a bag and be here about 5pm Friday night for a weekend of play and debauch. He wasn't sure if he should. I noted that he already had one of Jill's delightful blowjob and I was pretty sure as shooting he would relish himself this weekend. He hesitantly accepted.

He said that one of his nephews would submit him home as he saw both of their cars in the courtyard.

I went inside and summoned JP to conduct his Uncle home. Which he gladly did.

CHAPTER 6

The rest of the day was uneventful compared to the whole Fred incident. I phoned Bob Jaxon. He too had seen the tidings of Fred, he just didn't know that it was an employee of ours. I explained that there was nothing to worry about as the Police were not pressing electric charge and that the Jaxson name was not mentioned.

Just instant after getting inside there was a knocking at the door. The security Guy were here. I walked with them out forepart to the courtyard saying that I wanted it to be various obvious that this whole exterior would be under surveillance. I did show them that I wanted a couple of camera pointed at the street noting if anyone was watching the house. I also wanted a hidden television camera and a igniter on 24 hour a day to commemorate the tag turn of any vehicle that entered the compound along with another one that took video of the driver, but that I wanted those cameras hidden and fed into a computer inside of the house.

They told me it would carry two, maybe three days to finish the whole projection. I told them to run on it Friday but be done no later than 3pm as I was expecting guests for a party and to summarise the work on Mon at their convenience.

I did ask if they had a testimonial for an electric gate party. One of the bozo checked his cell phone and gave me the link data on a small but high-quality company that he trusted and referred several people to that were very glad with the work.

I thanked him for the passport and headed back inside.

Once back inside, I phoned the gate party that was recommended to me. I set them up for a meeting on Monday telling them I wanted a rod-iron roll back logic gate on a cart track that moved quickly not one of those slow one that allowed two or three gondola to cabbage in comparable many condo complexes. They said that they would send someone over mid-morning on Monday and would have various alternative for me.

I asked Amy when the puddle was serviced last. She didn't know. I asked her to headphone the kitty troupe and have them serve the pool before our political party Friday night.

Amy did enjoin me that Tina and she were just heading out to the grocery store. She showed me a tilt. I added a few things to it. Steaks, ribs, Lot of salad veg for a bombastic salad, acetify emollient and Hidden valley Ranch Dip mix, a with child bottle of Marzetti's vinegar and oil dressing, several cake premix and accompanying frostings, along with steak sauce, grape vine jelly, and various feeding bottle of Sweet Baby ray of light BBQ sauce, some A-1 and Heinze 57 sauces.

Amy made a joke about asking one of the twins to tug her using their SUV. Tina began to get all butt-hurt and put on her pouty facial expression. Amy kissed her cheek telling her she was just joking, which made Tina smile again.

I told both Tina and Amy that on Tuesday, continue the day unresolved as many of us will be attending a gun guard class at the shot kitchen stove. Tina's face squished all up. I assured her that no one is being forced to implement for a carry permit, but that everyone including Jill and I would be attending.

I went on to tell the peeress about what we saw on live TV this morning with Fred. Both ladies were completely shocked. It made me feel adept when both Amy and Tina asked how Fred was doing. I assured them he was fine and thanked them both for being concerned with another share of our family.

Amy did ask if this was to be kept a secret or is anyone allowed to hump. I replied that only our family/playgroup. We didn't need any outsider sticking their noses into our business. They both agreed.

I decided to call Sharon at the Hawk to check on my fearless four to tick on their progress.

"hi Sharon, it's St. David Henry Graham Greene,"I said as she answered the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Greene. Why the call ?"She asked.

"I just wanted to arrest on my four that I sent you. How are they doing and more importantly how are you doing ?"

"I'm just fine. Thank you for asking. However, I have to ask you a personal question. Is it me, or are the twins completely different mentally. One seems as sharp as a knife the other….well, she's pretty but maybe the blond dye infected her brain and removed some mastermind cells as she keeps having to be told which federal agency is for what office building. We even put a piece of tape on the door to assist her remember which office belongs to which building,"she says kind of chuckling.

"No, Sharon you're absolutely redress. I think that their forefather must have told one of them ‘ don't worry, you don't have to be bright because you're pretty ’, I said laughing, which in round made Sharon jest as well.

"Sharon, now it's my number to ask you a personal question. Are you seeing anyone ? I ask because I'm hosting a party Friday night and there will be several single guys. Now, before you get all disquieted, I'm not trying to set you up with anyone. I'm just making an fling. You certainly are welcome to decline, its just a well-disposed invitation,"I say to her.

"Sir, I would LOVE to come to a political party. I've been avoiding doing things like that since my husband died. My friend Dr. Ronda keeps telling me that I need to get out and take on hoi polloi, maybe not romantically, but meet them none the lupus erythematosus,"she tells me.

"Um, Dr. Ronda is a close and love friend of mine and my married woman. You need to speak to her, as she will be coming to the party on Friday night. The political party will death through Saturday and everyone will be sent dwelling house on Sunday break of day, '' I explain.

"REALLY ? Dr. Ronda is a friend of yours ? She and I have been neat supporter since our senior year in eminent schoolhouse. I went to USC and she ended up going to UCLA. I majored in bounteous liberal arts and graduated with a degree in management and a fry in English literature. Obviously, Ronda went for a pre-med degree before getting into medical school, where she flourished. This is unequalled. I'll give her a Call tonight after study. Oh, and your four are hard workers they are more than half done already, something that I didn't expect when I saw all the work,"she said to me in an shake voice.

"Sharon, don't headache, I don't caution if you call Ronda from workplace. I'm a bit more unstrain than any honcho you probably have ever had. By the way, since we will be having nutrient, is there anything I should be aware that you might be allergic to ? '' I asked.

"Nope, I can eat everything, of course, it makes Dr. Ronda envious as she is always watching what she puts in her mouth, '' she tells me.

I laughed out loud. She doesn't know what the hell Dr. Ronda has had in her mouth, but maybe this weekend she will.

I thank her for the update and end the call.

I texted Dr. Ronda the follow message :

Play company Friday dark, Saturday. Go home Dominicus morning. I invited your admirer Sharon, she accepted. She'll be calling you to get details, please tell her about my parties. I think a party would be effective for her. beloved ya, David.

It took a few minutes, but I got a text back from her saying :

David, how do you know Sharon ? She's been a friend for years. I'll expect her call. I'm so looking forward to Friday dark. You've made my day. smack, Ronda.

fountainhead, there's two off the leaning count Fred that makes three.

I went over to Dakota in the kitchen, who was eating another sandwich. I asked for the company lean and how many she has contacted. She pulled the list from her supporter's book and handed it to me. There were red chip by the names she had called to tempt. She had not called Dr. Ronda yet. I picked up her red pen and checked Dr. Ronda off the list and added Sharon's name and put a check cross next to it as well.

I gave the lean back to Dakota who put it back in her notebook computer. There was still various names that she hadn't checked off. Five of them were Allison and the ladies from the consortium habitation. I decided that we didn't need to call them since they would be base tonight, and we could just ask them. Then I remembered that Allison already knew from the play this morning with Jill.

So I checked Allison 's name off the lean as well.

Going out to the TV room, I found Jill working away on her laptop reading email and responding.

"Darling, how do you do it ? I haven't been on my laptop computer for three 24-hour interval and I have over 800 email,"she said sounding a bit frantic.

"I just keep logging in and knocking them down. However, once I read the read-only ones I delete them. No motivation to fill my e-mail box once I read the information,"I tell her.

"Hey, that's a goodness idea. I can probably get rid of nearly 1000 emails that I had been saving,"she says with a bit of glee in her voice.

She begins checking off ones that she has already read today.

I lean over the book binding of the couch and kiss the top of her point. She purrs a bit. I leave the room to walk around the planetary house looking to see whom maybe here.

I stop back at the kitchen and ask who might be here.

"fountainhead, you know that Tina and Amy just left. Jennifer left other to head to the berth taking Diane with her. Donna is at the call shopping centre, she took can as well, saying she would be back tonight. Paula is at the limo party. Fred's nephews are around here somewhere. And your four tenants are at the Hawk workings. Did I miss anyone you were looking for ? ``

"Nope, that is fine. I sent one of the CG boys to take Fred home,"I told her.

Just as I said that the early guy, Derrick came from down the hallway. I smiled at him. He told me that he got a textual matter from JP that Fred is home condom and he 's coming back but that he 's run into traffic and it will take a bit.

I thanked him and his cousin for watching over my house.

Suddenly, I heard Jill let out a big swear. I walked over to her and asked what was the problem.

"This dolt fucking moron from auditing. He doesn't think that he should approve bills unless we get ‘ purchase say-so. He's as pudding head as they come. Why institute an additional step in paying a bill when we submit the bill directly,"she says with a tumid amount of money of venom in her voice.

"Then fire him or set him straight. You run the financials, not him,"I gently said to her.

"You're justly. Let me phone him. Oh, it figures, he's in fricken Treasure State. zip to do out there. I'll give him a call try to talk to him, if he doesn't listen, then I'll just let him go. How does that sound ?"She asks still really tick off off.

"Sounds skilful to me. Hey, do we need the auditing department in Treasure State ? Maybe we should move it to somewhere that is good weather yr bout, like Tampa, capital of Georgia, or even say Los Angeles ? '' I ask with a smile.

"Los Angeles…. the City of Angels…. what a great thought. How soon can you do that happen ?"She says to me with a big smile.

"How about the beginning of future calendar month. We'll set up shop at the Hawk. Of form, we'll go everyone an opportunity to shift to LA, even your punk guy who you can proceed a watchful eye on, that is if he even comes here,"I say to her.

I dial up Jennifer.

'' Hey, there sexy. Dakota tells me there 's another of your wonderful parties this Friday night, which will leech into all day Sat and then into Saturday Nox. But we all must go home on Sunday morning…. good affair I'm now living at the Commune,"she says with an obvious grin in her voice.

"Jen, I have a job need. I 'm deciding to conclude out an auditing location up in Treasure State, where the weather lousy half the class or more. I 'm going to reassign it to the Hawk here in LA. I want to declare oneself anyone who would like to transfer to LA, which they may need your assistance in finding a home here. Do you retrieve you have time to serve or should we employ another realtor to help with this ? '' I ask.

"Hire person. Since you have me on the big project of finding multi-story office buildings, I don't think I have the clock time. How about your friend who found the Commune for you ? Maybe he's a good nominee,"she says to me.

"That 's a enceinte thought, thank you, darling, I 'll search forward to seeing you Fri Night, '' I say before I hang up.

I put in a call to Mark Newberg.

"Hey Mark, it's Saint David Greene, do you have a couplet minutes to let the cat out of the bag ?"I ask.

"For you sir, anything,"he says.

"Do you like the new place you're at ?"

"Its….um……its…. fine,"He says obviously trying to be politically correct.

"What would it take for you to find someplace that you did n't have to count on commission. How much did you make last year, if I may ask, '' I say hoping he didn't make all that much.

"Well, last year I was in the hospital for about three week and lost some traction and it took nearly another 6 calendar week to begin to make money again. '' He told me.

"Hmm, let me think. How about you come to ferment for me ?"I ask.

"David, I'm not sure you can afford me. Two old age ago I made just a little over $ 100,000,"he tells me.

"WOW, really that much, eh ?"I tell him.

"Yeah, see I know you that it probably is out of your reach,"He says trying to be humble.

"well, fuck…how about I offer you $ 150,000 guaranteed per year for 5 long time. You'll motivation to sign a contract, of trend. You would be working out of the mortarboard, our new Highrise downtown. It used to be called the kraft building,"I tell him.

The phone is silent.

"Saint Mark, Mark are you still there ?"I ask.

"Um, yeah I'm still here. You're kidding me, right ?"He says.

'' No, I 'm not kidding you. There are two thing that I never kid about, sex and business, '' I tell him.

"Here's my thought. I'm closing a plant in Montana and several appendage of that position might transfer to LA. I'm offering anyone assistance who chooses to transfer. This is only the tip of the berg. I'm going to probably conclude everything in stinking weather climate states. Now, to replace the direction that you would be losing, I'll pay you a matte $ 5,000 fee for everyone who transfers and buys a house here. Hopefully, you'll study out some referral fee for yourself with a realtor in Treasure State and wherever else house sales may need to be done. How does it sound so far ?"I ask.

"Um, what's the Holy Writ I'm looking for……oh yeah, awesome !"He says in a very glad voice.

"Hey, I don't remember, you're divorced right ?"I ask.

"Yeah, been divorced a couple of yr now, why do you ask ?"

"wellspring, I'm throwing a company Friday nighttime. Lots of ace women will be attending. Now, before you get all wounding up, I'm not trying to set you up with anyone. I was just thinking that since you're going to derive work for me, you might bask one of my party,"I tell him.

"David, what kind of party is this ?"

"It's passing. I'll be providing the food for thought and the booze. We have two pools here at the Commune so you might need your swimsuit…. or not, '' I tell him.

There is a break on the early end.

"You mean like skinny dipping ?"He asks surprised.

"Well, um…. yeah, that could happen. Mark, do you eff what a tramp party is ? '' I finally decided to ask him.

'' Hell yeah, my wife and I became swingers for a while. The dear fucking fourth dimension I 've ever had in my life. I 'll order you the story some clock time about my wife 's twin Sister, '' he says with enthusiasm.

"well, let's call my political party a swinger-type party. The result should start Friday night, run through all day Saturday and into Saturday Night. Everyone must go menage Sunday morning to at least get one day off to lie before going back to crop on Monday. Hey, give me your fax number and I 'll have my

attorney fax you a contract, '' I tell him.

He gives me his fax bit to his firm before we end the call. I dial up the lawyer and have them fax Mark Newberg one of our criterion 5-year contract with a guaranteed remuneration of $ 150,000 plus a straight $ 5,000 per home base he helps people find that are transferring to LA. The sound secretary says it will be faxed to him before 5pm tonight.

I text Mark telling him to go get a tumid can of pineapple juice and to drink a methamphetamine every 8 hours until party time. He texts back : K.

The four renter come home.

They look use up. I stop them before they head out to their pool home.

"ma'am, I'm hosting a play party Friday night, that will run through Saturday and into Sabbatum Night. Everyone will go base Sunday morning. Would you four be interested ?"I say even though I know that Allison has already committed.

'' Um, yes. I thought you already knew that. Allison told us on the way to wreak this dayspring, '' Belinda tells me.

"No, I wasn't aware you even knew about the party. I mean, I told Allison, but I wasn't sure if she would assure you or not,"I explain.

"We're in. And I think that Allison has invited a couple of guys to link up the party, if that's alright with you,"Corey says to me.

"Allison, did you contact the hombre you told me about ?"I ask.

"Yes, I call three guys, not just the two I already told you about. Carol reminded me of another guy. I called him and he is delirious and is waiting for you to call him,"she says.

"text me the striking information for guy number 3, so I can promise him,"I reply.

She picks up her phone and sends me the information. Each lady kisses me and heads out to the pool home plate, all except Allison who heads down the hallway to her bedroom.

I sit down and start calling the guys. Each one of the three agrees to arrive to the party Friday night. They were incognizant that the company would last into Sat and into Saturday night, with everyone going home on Sunday morn.

I gave each one the address of the Commune and told them that the party would get going about 6 but the room access would be locked by 8pm and no one else would be allowed in. Each one agreed to be there. They all asked what the ruler were.

I explained alcohol would be uncommitted, but moderation is the key. drunkard and hateful people would be escorted out and never invited again. No, means no. Everyone is to be treated with respect, including my home.

They all agreed to the formula and each one asked if they should bring anything, such as a bottle of wine. I declined. Telling them that I have a stigma of wine-colored I would like them to try out call up Cierra, and my assistant is the spitting simulacrum of the portrait on the label. Each one was very interested in seeing the label and the gal that I 'm referring to.

I did tell them each that we have a couple of ladies that will be playing who are meaning and need to be treated gently. Each one committed to doing so.

In my head, the balance was now poke fun 13 ma'am 16. conclude enough.

I felt that we didn't need to ask anyone else.

When I woke up Friday morning, my mind kept thinking that I should hire a chef to lighten Amy of all the cooking. She's got so practically to do today, having to cover the food for the weekend would only breed her tariff and would it allow her to make relaxed and play ?

I asked Dakota to get a chef from the topical anesthetic culinary school to lease to cater all the meals this weekend. I would prefer someone middle-aged or erstwhile, by meaning midriff aged being 45 or older. I also wanted someone that had experience devising breakfast, tiffin, dinner, and various snacks. We will provide all the solid food and even have additional food delivered by the food market store. However, no sushi or other moody food. She said she would take guardianship of it for me.

I was very happy with the way things were heading into this weekend 's

party.

My life is good. I am happy that I took that job as a Chauffeur.

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