The Chauffeur ( # 45 ) John and Dallas

By PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

The trip to Seattle was fun and exciting. It's not that I wanted to get the three district handler to quit, but I was very glad to have architectural plan B ready to go at a bit's posting. Now, I'm going to direct to Dallas once again. Plan B needs to be fix as their numbers have not improved since Jill and I were there before. I also checked the Pinetree that we stayed in, the one that I had met the chairwoman of that division. I don't see very many dominion director reports on visiting other Pinetree's in the area. Something that I had asked for, yet apparently it isn't a big issue, something that I will fix with this trip.

Dakota's estimate of John acting as my assistant made me grin. I don't know if John can overstretch this off, but I want to give him the opportunity to at least try.

When I woke up, I did my common sunup ritual, but this morning I decided that I'm going to stay place and start the whole cognitive process of whoremaster being my assistant for a day before we head towards Dallas.

After I head out to the kitchen, I see can eating yet another bowl of food grain. This fourth dimension he's eating the end of the Froot Loops.

"John, I have a favor to ask of you. worry to learn it ?"I say to him.

"Um, is it about me handling you for a week as your assistant ?"he asks me. This really stunned me. I know only one person must possess told him this, but I'm OK with it as I really want him to testify me what he has learned from Dakota.

"Well, I guess that party favor is blown all to hell,"I say to him.

"No, it's not. Dakota prepped me to start thinking about what you will postulate. She mentioned that you might be wanting to take me to Dallas,"he tells me.

"Well, she's good. Dallas is still doing poorly, even though I met with the President of the Pinetree as well as the district managers of the eatery grouping,"I tell him.

"When would you like to go ?"John asks.

"How about tomorrow, we'll take the jet, but bring an overnight alteration of clothes just to be secure,"I tell him. Although he never looks up from his cereal, I know that he heard me and is thinking about what needs to be done.

I like working from house. I tend to work at a leisurely pace, but more importantly I sit around in a pair of trunks and a tee shirt. Of course of study, my trivial Dakota will wear one of my white tee shirts and no panties and tease me repeatedly, which always makes me smile. She and I had a delightful time on a prompt trip to Seattle.

"John, I'm going to stay here and study from the business firm today, so feel relinquish to wear some shorts and a tee shirt if you want,"I tell him. I see him smile as I know, he likes being like me and wearing shorts makes him more relaxed.

I take my laptop computer out of my bag and open it up at the kitchen table. John pours me a drinking glass of pineapple succus, which feels a bit weird as usually, it is Dakota or one of the gentlewoman who take care of that for me.

When I log on to the electronic mail vena portae, I see an email from the guy I promoted in Tampa asking where I want him to travel next. I take a few proceedings and face at the top 1 % of the eatery mathematical group. I like what I'm seeing out of the Boston group and send him there for the succeeding couplet of weeks. I tell him in the email, that I would like him to claver three or four eatery there and pick one that might be a good candidate for the undertaking. I also asked him to stay at a Pinetree and give me his public opinion of the stay.

I see another e-mail from Roger. He once again wants me to rent the four guys from the mystery table service to act as a protection contingent when Jill or I are out of the Chateau. Roger knows that the Windows have all been replaced because St. John the Apostle sent him pictures of the piece of work. I told Roger that when I return from Dallas, I'll have a sit down with them.

lav interrupts me.

"St. David, since we are going to Dallas, should I set up a meeting for you with the tyre recappers ? The works is just outside of Dallas, and I thought you might like to see it,"bathroom Tell me. I like the idea and tell him to make the arrangements, but don't list a specific time as I'm not sure how yearn firing respective district managers will submit. Although, the youth peeress that we promoted finale time I was there was doing well. Her numbers were not stellar, but they were much better than the integral rest of the marketplace in Dallas. Looking at the Dallas identification number, made me think about the Las Vegas restaurant. Their numbers were doing well, not at the top of the Sir Ernst Boris Chain, but certainly still in the top 10 %. I shot them a short email noting to them that I was still proud of their work.

The more I thought about the tire sojourn, made me smile. John had anticipated a need of mine and took care of it. As I was sitting at the kitchen table, I could learn cursing and swearing coming from upstairs. I left the laptop outdoors on the table and headed upstairs. I followed the phonation to the billet. Jill and BJ were frustrated, mostly with the Fed code put forth by the SEC. When I peeked my read/write head into the office, I got just a script up telling me to ‘ take care my own concern ’. I blew Jill a kiss and headed back down to the kitchen.

When I got to the kitchen, Sammy asked if I had any ideas about what I would care to have for lunch and then for dinner.

"How about just some BLT sandwiches for lunch and maybe some grilled steaks for dinner party, but with a salad available for the ladies please,"I tell him.

"Would you prefer a couple of my cake or something else for dessert ?"

"Your cakes are delicious, feel free to pee a couple of them, please,"I say to him. He just smiles and goes back to study. Amy comes into the kitchen. I ask her about how running the menage is going now that we have Patrick's service handling many of the issues. She tells me that matter around the house are so practically loose now that we have a service to do by such things as laundry and cleaning.

I see John on his tab, which makes me smile.

I go back to working on my laptop computer. As usual, I eliminate the duplicate emails which abridge the total phone number down by about 25 %, but there are still various ‘ read-only'emails which I dread.

look over the group of my emails, I see one from Tina. She wanted to thank me for hiring her and her Mom as they could certainly use the income. She sent me a match of email attachments one about the dial building and some proffer about how to make it a bit more appealing. The other attachment was showing the progress of the building under construction. Tina's Mom mentioned that Phoenix has a rich history and some of it should be incorporated on the inside of the lobby. I liked the idea and sent a reply email asking for some artwork that they think would be nice choices.

I was very glad to get word from Tina. Hopefully, putting her and her Mother on salary, will help them and hold me two sets of eyes watching the two buildings that we acquired there.

There was an email from our casino general director in Oklahoma. He tells me that he has had to adjoin the Treasury obligations department as they have had several thousand one dollar bill of counterfeit bills. I copied the email to the other three gambling casino to be on the lookout for bogus bills.

As usual, all the lady were dressed and headed towards the garage to adopt their vehicles to sour. I thought a bit about taking Gospel According to John's fomite out of the mix for today's ride to the war hawk. However, none of the ladies seemed to mind.

Many of the dame gave me a buss on the cheek as they poured themselves a cup of coffee tree to convey for the trip. Just to be cute, Dakota came over and plopped herself down on my lap.

"Good morning pappa. Did you sleep well ?"she asks.

"Yes, my darling I slept very well. How about you ?"I ask her.

"well, I didn't slumber with my pa, but it was OK,"she says smiling at me before she leans in and kisses me.

As common, my Dakota wasn't wearing any panties and she kept wiggling her ass on my lap, knowing what it does to me. When Sammy had a new pot of coffee ready, she got off my lap, poured herself a cup and headed out to the TV elbow room, where person had left the TV on to the morning news. Dakota asked me if I had seen the stock toll at tight yesterday. When I told her no, she giggled her cute little giggle and told me that our stock price broke $ 300 for the first base sentence ever. I began to turn over maybe a 2 for 1 split sometime after Jill does the gillyflower conversion.

Dakota changed the channel to something that she wanted to watch out. privy went into the TV room and checked on her just to make sure she was OK.

Continuing to front over my emails, I began to read the ‘ read-only'ones to eliminate them. It took me a couple of hours before I managed to clear out several of them from the group. I did notice an email about bonus checks. I read the e-mail that was addressed to me and pondered what it had said. I replied that I wanted all the bonus stay of my group sent to me and not Jill as she was tied up on a task and didn't need to be disturbed.

There was an fastening to the email. I opened it to see some of the bonus totals. The one that amazed me the most was the two for Jill and I. Because of Mom, Jill and I have made quite the bonus for this year. I scanned down the list and found Jennifer's gens. She had a bonus of More than $ 120,000. She got the $ 10K for each of the six towers she arranged for us to buy, but where she really made her money was the disposal of all the pocket-size district offices in Tampa, Washington DC, Toronto, and of course here in LA. Bonus checks got me to thinking about who else needs to be compensated for their laborious work.

I went through my group. Amy, of course. Diane, naturally. Sharon, by far. Maddie, yes. Paula, yes. Donna, yes as well. Then I thought about the great job that Sammy and Bobby have done for me at the menage. From there, I thought about my favorite Tina and her mother. They have done a great job for me and I need to send them a fillip check as well. Then it hit me, there are lots of people in my group that need to be financially rewarded, such as Fred. Of trend, in my top dog, he's getting a incentive practically nightly with him and Mom playing together.

In my head, I thought that maybe putting the incentive checks into something would be a gracious thought. However, I couldn't even believe the number that was attached to my name or Jill's name. Thinking about Jill, also made me imagine about BJ and Danni as well.

I saw another email from Roger Johnson. He wanted to let me roll in the hay that he would be in Detroit for about two weeks working on a couple of Pinetree emplacement that needed life-threatening upgrading on security.

John told me that he has notified the jet crew that we would be heading to Dallas tomorrow, early in the good morning. I was thankful that he took aid of that for me.

I realize that Dakota is here, but I haven't seen him go near her as if he was asking her advice on what to do. So far, he seems to experience risen to the job, but then again, we are still home.

John is making telephone set shout, for what I don't know. I summon him over to me and ask what phone calls he is making.

"I'm setting up interviews for you with the four closed book Service bozo. I think that Roger is probably right in that you and Jill need two of these Guy to go with you when you leave the house,"John says to me.

"Thank you,"I tell him.

I see Dakota watching to stimulate for sure that everything is going smoothly, which it is. So far Saint John the Apostle and I are expecting to head to Dallas. I am all set with Plan B for the Dallas group just as we had for the Seattle group. John asked me if it would be an overnight halt or a twist around in Dallas. I let him know that I expected that the slip is just a turnaround. He grabbed his bag and set it by the front door. I went down the hall and grabbed my bag as well.

john tells me that the limo is here, complete with Fred driving. I picked up my bag and headed out to the limo, where Fred took my bag and put it in the trunk. bathroom came out of the family with his own bag, which Fred put in the trunk. We got into the car and Fred took us for a drive towards the airport.

When we arrived at our jet, Fred retrieved our bags from the tree trunk. Each of us went up to the steps into the jet ready to travel to Dallas.

Once we were inside the plane, both lav and I retrieved a set of earbuds to take in a motion-picture show. I chose Seabiscuit with Mark Tobey Maguire. It's a skillful movie, one of my wife's deary.

Up to this point, Gospel According to John has been a dear assistant. He listens, he contemplates things and so far he has anticipated my want. As the jet roars down the runway, I think about Heidi and Saint Patrick. Hopefully, they will really hit it off. Of form, bringing them over to the house, for a play session, seems like a commodity estimation, at least in my head.

I think about Heidi's lissome body and wonder if she wants to revel our playgroup. I think about Saint Patrick, how he is a big strong guy. I'm sure that he has already thought about seeing Heidi naked. Something that I would bask seeing as well. In our playgroup, I'm sure there would be no shortage of fair sex to ride that stallion.

CHAPTER 2

John and I chat a bit as the plane fly towards Dallas. In my bag, I have a list of plan B mass. I remember the last-place time I was there ; we promoted a lady to become a district handler, Donna Burger.

The flight was only a duad of hours. When we landed, once again we had the limousine driver standing and waiting for us.

John was athirst and so was I. I suggested stopping at a Village Inn once again. The chauffeur took John and me to the close one from the jet. I could see in whoremonger's heart that he was set up to eat, which wasn't a real surprise for him.

I decided to make a 2-2-2 breakfast. This breakfast was 2 eggs, 2 1st Baron Verulam strips, and 2 griddlecake. lavatory had the Same as me.

So far, John has done a ok job being my assistant. Although, I did miss Dakota. After breakfast, we headed towards the restaurant mathematical group's district power. Once again, there was still no receptionist. I just stood by the social movement door, waiting for person to come greet me, which didn't happen.

I went over to a guy's desk and asked if we could gather in the conference room once again. He shrugged his shoulder and went from desk to desk asking everyone to satisfy in the conference room. Several members headed towards a conference room leaving me standing out in the center of the office.

The conference room was filled to capacity.

"Good good afternoon, many of you already know me, but just in case you don't, I'm St. David Graham Greene, CEO of Jaxson, Inc,"I say to them.

"Is this another of your icky darn shows trying to make us believe that we're not doing well enough,"one guy says to me.

"No, no mother fucker shows. However, I ask the same interrogation today that I asked last metre I was here, How 're your numbers racket ?"

One guy speaks up,"They're fine. Maybe not where you would like them to be, but they are just fine,"one guy tells me.

"Really ? Shall we look at your district's numbers ?"I ask. There's a amazed secretiveness in the room.

"It says here that you are next to last among district managers. Care to explain why that is ?"I ask.

"Roadwork,"he tells me.

"OH, C'mon, that's the Lapplander excuse all you district managers gave me last time. Don't you have anything new ?"

"wellspring, it does accept to do with the roadwork that the DOT of Dallas has going on,"one guy says to me.

"And that's the only reason ? I find that very hard to believe,"I say to them.

"Here, we go. He doesn't work for a living, and yet he wants to charge us,"another guy says.

"Is that what you think ? That I'm not working ?"I say to them. I look around the room and see the Brigham Young lady that I promoted the last time that I was here, Donna Burger.

"missy beefburger, how is your territorial dominion doing ?"I ask.

"wellspring, it could be estimable. Guest tick averages are up, employee employee turnover is holding steady. We're not dead on handler, but we could use a couple more,"missy Burger says to me.

"This is stupid, we all know our telephone number, we don't have to answer to the like of you,"he says to me. I look at bathroom, who is getting annoyed with these fools.

I look around the room and decide.

"With the exception of Miss Warren E. Burger, you are all fired,"I say to them causing silence to fall over the elbow room. Several of the district managers pull their keys out of their pockets and jactitate them onto the tabular array. toilet begins to accumulate the keys. I watch Ms. hamburger and see her sitting in her seat with her rima oris capable. One of the things that I did posting was that no one said a word to Ms. Burger as they left.

I asked Ms. Warren Burger where I could encounter all my programme B people. She was stunned that I came prepared to let the territory director go and supercede them right away. Ms. Burger went around the room tapping the great unwashed on the shoulder and sending them to the league room.

I was ready for plan B, and it looks as if my idea on the subject were spot on.

"As you all know, I'm David Greene. I'm the CEO of Jaxson, Inc. You are all here because I just fired all the district handler,"I tell them.

"All of them ?"person asks.

"Yep, all of them,"I replied.

I went on to say,"However, there are going to be some alteration here. Everyone will work a 45-hour calendar week, with one Saturday a month being replaced with a Tuesday,"I say to the group.

"You are all territorial dominion manager and I expect everyone to work when the residual of the world plays,"I say to them.

We chat for nearly two time of day before I end the school term. From the district office, John Lackland shuffles me into the limo as we head towards the tire recapping placement. When we get there, the manager comes out to meet me. He tells us that the sheer figure of tyre that are waiting to be recapped, have put this business back in the black. I start to consider if buying this plant would be a effective idea, something to hold in on at another time.

The manager takes us on a tour of the adeptness. I see several trailers of tyre just waiting to be recapped. When the term of enlistment is over, I am happy to see trailer-loads of tires already recapped and will be sent to our locations. He thanks me for the business as it saved many jobs here at the recapping plant.

I ask him if he would advocate a nice local home for an early dinner before we head back to LA. He recommends this mom and pop Mexican restaurant that is two blocks down the route. He tells me that they have a sideboard from 1 until 6 pm during the week, and from midday until 6 on the weekends. I see john already licking his brim, the idea of a Mexican buffet was very exciting to him.

With the personnel office changed at the restaurant district office, I am guessing that the new multitude will realize that they are under a microscope and should put to work harder at being Thomas More successful. However, I kept thinking about Ms. Burger. She is Danton True Young, she is beautiful, and she puts in more clock time than anyone else, or at least anyone that I just fired.

While John was eating from the Mexican snack counter, I texted Dakota to let her roll in the hay that whoremaster has kept me on point today, so far, so expert. I got her usual textual matter reply"K".As I sat there watching John power shovel nutrient into his sassing, my judgement went towards trying to repay Ms. Burger in some way since she was doing exactly what I asked her to do, work hard and know what is going on in your grouping restaurants.

I texted Jill if she could send out 100 ploughshare of our broth to Ms. Burger. I got a testy response,"I'll get to it shortly."

As I watched can go up for his third plateful, I laughed to myself that this eating place won't be making any profit on can. When he sat down with his third plate, he began to ask me some questions.

"David, am I doing OK so far ?"

"You're doing just fine John,"

"Are we going to ride out the Night, or head home base when we have finished our sojourn ?"

"We'll head back home,"I tell him. He smiles. I'm sure that was the reply he was hoping for.

"Now, I've got a question for you. What acquaint are you going to get Dakota for being such a good instructor ?"

"Oh no. I have to get her a present ?"Saint John the Apostle says in a bit of a panic-stricken voice.

"wellspring yeah, she did a great job at teaching you and it shows,"I say to him.

"piece of ass me…. oh, wait, damn it. I have to fancy out what to get her ?"John says. I laugh at his mistake, but I felt the same way trying to figure out what to get her for Christmas.

"John, have you decided on what to get Diane for Christmas ?"I ask him.

"No, and I have no melodic theme what to get her. I love her, but you just bought her a new truck, how can I vie with that ?"He asks me.

"Saint John the Apostle, it's not a contender. Hey, you could bring back a tee shirt that has one of those platitudinous locution like"mortal went to Dallas and all I got was this lousy tee shirt,"John looked at me as if I was speaking a unlike language. I knew in my spunk that would NOT be the item to get either one of the ladies.

"How about we stop at a jewelry store and take a look,"I say to him. He shrugs his shoulders. I pay the posting, which I was happy that we weren't charged by the plate with John finally eating four photographic plate of food for thought. I discovered that he loves tamales, he ate 9 of them.

"Saint John, before we head towards the jet, I want to visit one of the Pinetree localisation where I had asked for some things to be fixed and since I'm here in Dallas, I want to take a ready confirmation,"I say to him. I pass him the address of the Pinetree location that I want to visit.

When I get the eyeshade back, I put a 25 % tip on it. I would wish this squeamish little eating house to stay in business.

Heading outside, I see the limousine parked across the parking lot. As we started walking towards it, the driver starts the car and drives over to contact us in the middle of the parking lot. Once bathroom and I were inside, I rolled the concealment window down as I had questions for the chauffeur.

"Excuse me, I have a twain of enquiry for you ? I say to the chauffeur.

"I'll be happy to answer them if I can,"I'm told by the driver.

"Do you slow down in the two weeks before Christmas, and if you do, what do the managers do here to keep all the chauffeurs working ?"I ask.

"fountainhead, yes. We slow way, way down. However, we do a Yule visible radiation tour that runs every night of the week from December 5th until Dec 29th. We take December 30th off preparing for the bull Benjamin Rush of limousine postulation for New Year's Eve,"The chauffeur says to me.

"Do you have other things that go on when you hit a obtuse time of the twelvemonth ?"I ask.

"Well, we offer a two-fer during the summer months. Use us for graduation parties, and we will give you a moment Nox for innocent, but the detached night can not be used on a Friday or Sabbatum nighttime. We also have deals with respective of the upscale hotels that if a customer needs a limo for anything then we will be the preferred limo of choice. The customer gets a limo for a unconditional fee and we add up the phone number of limousine ride we get from the hotel if it exceeded 20 we give the front desk people dinner from the restaurant of their selection as Texas doesn't allow any sort of monetary reimbursement,"I'm told.

"Interesting,"I say.

"Why ? Are you thinking of starting a limo service ?"the number one wood asks.

"Nope, I already own three. Two in LA and one in Las Vegas,"I say.

"Really ? Three ? Are you looking for any handler ? I have a brother in LA. I could move there and actuate in with him for a while until I get myself set up,"

I write Paula's phone number on the spine of my business sector card that john hands me.

"Here you go, call the Lady that I wrote on the backbone and let her know that I sent you,"I say.

"Thank you. Please don't get me wrong, but I've lived in Dallas for many years and I would wish to go somewhere else to live and work out,"the chauffeur says to me.

I think about the driver not knowing LA all that well, but with GPS on most phones, you don't need to really have a go at it the layout of LA. I considered him to be a candidate to run the limo team that takes client from hotels to the airport. The number one wood pulls up to the Pinetree that I want to visit.

The first thing that I notice is that there is a bellman along with four baggage go-cart. When the limo pulls up to the front end threshold, the bellboy opens the dorsum door letting Saint John and myself out. I step inside the hotel. I hear the driver tell the bellhop that we are just visiting and that there is no luggage to take.

Once inside, I looked around. The eating house were both open, which was a sore spot for me when I was here last. I sat in the lobby and just watched. People came in, were greeted warmly, and checked for a reservation. A tumid cowboy character with boots, jean, and a great black cowboy hat strode into the hotel. He was greeted quickly. The cowpoke asked for the best elbow room which he was offered the fifteenth base, at a walk-in rate of $ 1500 a Night. I was very happy to see the 15th floor being rented out.

I asked King John for a pen and one of my occupation cards. On the back of my identity card, I wrote"GREAT JOB, a nice improvement since the finally time I was here."

I walked the card to the front desk and asked for the manager in electric charge. A polite lady came to the front desk. I handed her my notice and thanked her for her team'hard work in transforming this unit.

One thing that I did posting was that there still was no concierge and thus the front desk had to deal all the doubtfulness. I suggested getting a concierge to work all 7 days a calendar week. She thanked me for my scuttlebutt and then turned over my business concern card and read my public figure and title on the front line of the posting. She politely told me that getting anything done around here didn't happen until I showed up and had the president of the ship's company render up to meet you the following first light. I thanked her for the entropy and politely left. After we left the hotel, I ask the driver to stop at a jewelry store, which we did. John the Evangelist and I went inside and looked around at the options. I suggested him getting Diane a nice bracelet. When I saw the necklaces, I knew exactly what to get Dakota. I remember seeing her in a bourgeois dress that needed a necklace.

Both John and I looked at jewelry. John selected a nice round-eyed diamond bracelet, unadulterated with over 2 carats of high-grade diamonds. I, in turning, asked to see this two-carat solitaire diamond neckless. The sales representative handed me her jeweler's eye to front at the diamond. Since I didn't see any inclusion, I decided to purchase the diamond. Just to piddle affair interesting, I told the salesperson to put John's leverage on my sale. Before Saint John the Apostle could even object, I handed the salesperson my AMEX.

The salesperson wrapped each of the opus of jewelry for us to have home.

John Lackland reviewed his government note in his assistant's notebook after we got into the limo. We headed back towards the jet. When we got there, I tipped the chauffeur five $ 100 bills. John and I got on the jet and buckled in.

Before we started moving, my phone rang. It was from Sharon.

"David, did you receive individual to the government agency and not tell me ?"Sharon asks.

"Um, not that I remember. Who is there waiting for me to not show up ?"I said laughing a bit.

"Tony James Maitland Stewart,"she tells me.

"Tony Stewart, the NASCAR driver, and car owner ?"I ask.

"Yep, that would be the one,"she says to me.

"Please apologize to him for me and if potential, reschedule a merging with him for tomorrow, sometime around 11 am, if that works for him. If it doesn't let him blame the time and we'll just figure things out,"I tell her.

"Don't worry boss, I'll take maintenance of it. But now you owe me,"she says before we hang up.

The flight of steps home base was boring. King John and I chatted about Christmas Day presents, but the usual matter like the jewelry that we just bought didn't seem personal like Xmas present are supposed to be.

I asked how affair with his Mother are, since hiring her for the real number estate division she works backbreaking and I often wonder if it puts a strain on Jennifer and trick's kinship, but then again Jennifer is soon to be a grandmother.

I looked through my phone thinking that maybe I put something on my calendar, but alas, there was cypher. Why Tony Jimmy Stewart would show up at the business office intrigued me.

When we landed at LAX, I was surprised to see so many private reverse lightning, way more than I usually see. It was Saint John that reminded me that the LA Rams had a rest home game against the San Francisco 49ers. Thankfully, since I pay a variety of rental fee, they had a spot for us to park the jet. It took Fred a span of hour to get over to us. I saw several of the Black car limousine and even two Happy, Happee limousine. I thought to myself that I should ask Paula if the Congressman and his married woman were still guest or do, they even still use our service.

As common, when I am out of touch for whatever reason, my phone usually gets lit up once we land and today was no different. I had a dozen text messages and 6 missed phone yell.

The very first one that I called was Sharon. I wanted to get out what time he wanted to reschedule.

"Sharon pet, did Tony Stewart reschedule and if so, when ?"I ask her.

"He took you up on your 11 am tomorrow. He knows that he didn't have an appointment, but he was in the building with another guest and took a gamble that you might be here,"she tells me.

"Well, that's corking news !"I say to her.

"Oh, and you have a delivery coming to your business firm. It is 500 cases of that vino from the winery that you own,"she tells me in a deadpan manner.

"I own a winery. When did I buy it ?"I ask.

"fountainhead, I looked it up and you acquired it in the Happy, Happee limo mountain. And you don't own just one, you actually own three,"Sharon tells me.

"Are they all in Golden State ?"I ask.

"Yep, all three are in Northern California,"she says.

"Oh, do differentiate,"I say.

"The smallest one is in Napa vale, the other two are the same size but are in Sonoma and Mendocino. Apparently, the people who sold you Happy limousine didn't mention these three vineyards. But, according to Sacramento Jaxson, Inc. owns all three. I've got Jennifer investigating as well as checking other country for attribute in Jaxson, Inc. name or even in your name,"Sharon tells me.

"Well, that's a secure thought. We keep finding the other things that we now own. However, I wonder who is making the transfers as none of our corporate attorneys would do that without notifying me,"I tell Sharon.

"Hey, before you hang up have Amy go down into the wine basement and grant me a count of how many feeding bottle we have there. I don't need a breakdown, at least not yet. I just would wish to make love how many bottleful we already have before we get this 500-case order,"I ask her to take tending of for me.

CHAPTER 3

As we got into the limo, Fred was already laughing since the delivery company called the Chateau to set up the manner of speaking fourth dimension. teasing, I told him that if he's not careful, I'll put Mom in charge of the unharmed thing.

"Fred, I want to seduce some phone calls tomorrow regarding this 500-case delivery. A pitch that large would most likely get along via tractor-trailer, which would have to gage down the private road. How we were going to put it all away baffled me,"I tell him as we are driving slowly through afternoon traffic.

St. John the Apostle piped up,"I can holler some of my college friends. You already know that they will cultivate cheap. You pay them $ 10/hour and feed them, and you'll have an U. S. Army of college people helping you out. I'll make some calls in just a couple of minute, all I need to know is how many would you like. Oh, and they don't have to dress up, just be scavenge looking, right ?"Saint John the Apostle asks me.

I'm really strike, this is the very inaugural matter that he anticipated my needs and took action.

"John, how about at to the lowest degree 10 people. 500 cases are a unanimous lot of wine-coloured to incite. It will probably get in a tractor trailer,"I tell him.

"When we get to the Chateau, I'll make birdsong and put together a group that will care all this. I'll also look at the easiest way to get this from outside to into the wine-coloured cellar. If my math is correct, this will be 6,000 nursing bottle of wine,"John tells me.

"I'll also get Bobby and Sammy involved as well. One of them could be directing the flowing from their door by the kitchen,"King John tells me.

It felt good to be home. Dallas has been a sore dapple with me so far, much like having a belittled pebble in your shoe that you can't seem to get rid of. Hopefully, Ms. Burger will take cathexis of the new group of district managers.

"Fred, can you get hold of us to a high-end rarity shop class ? I would like to check something,"I tell him.

"What do you have in intellect hirer ?"John asks.

"I have an estimate about what to get Dakota for a pocket-sized endowment,"I tell him.

Fred only takes about 10 transactions to get us to this very high-end peculiarity shop on Rodeo parkway. He pulls up the limo out front and we step out and step into the shop class. We are greeted by a dainty peeress that is probably 55 or so. The store is olde worlde, but it has luck of gracious oddment pieces. Of course, there were also several rarity cabinet which I had no interest in looking at. I saw this cute fiddling musical composition that looked like a miner complete with a pickax and wearing a miner's hat. Something in my fountainhead told me she would wish this small piece. There was a matching mineworker that I also got, that one would be from John.

It took a few arcminute, but the sales lady had both composition bubble wrapped then put into a box and had each box wrapped in atomic number 79 foil newspaper publisher. I chose a dark blue ribbon and John selected an emerald greenness ribbon. The lady wrapped each box up before making a bow. I paid for the two pieces. I was so happy that I now had a terrific part of jewelry for her for Christmas and whoremaster and I had these minuscule figurine. Yes, both John and I were happy with our purchases for Dakota.

Being back base just seemed rude. The trip having John as my assistant went better than I anticipated. He thought things out before he made any decisions. Now I had to remember about taking precaution of him. I know that he wants a Christmas Eve wedding, but for some outlandish reasonableness, Diane wants their wedding to be New Year 's Eve. That idea just seemed cockeyed ; it must be her young I thought. Maybe I should have a discussion with Jennifer since she loves both of them.

My speech sound started buzzing, it was a shout from Dr. Ronda.

"Hello beautiful,"I said.

"Your women are all in trouble with me,"she response right from the start.

"Um, could you clue me into what happened before I get yelled at ?"

"All three of them missed their appointment with me yesterday,"she tells me. I know that she's not actually mad, but she is concerned. Diane was supposed to sustain an sonography, Jill was supposed to take in some bloodwork, and Dakota was also supposed to have got some bloodwork as well.

"Darling, not to vex, I'll take caution of it,"I tell her.

"When do I get to put my hands on you again lover ?"Ronda asks.

"All you have to do is descend to the family, you should know that by now,"I tell her smiling the unharmed time. John is looking at me wondering whom I'm talking to.

We say our goodbyes and bent up.

"Fred, have you thought about what you're going to get Mom for Christmastide ?"

"Oh yes, Melanie wants this skillful Noritake tea set. I don't know why, but all she has to do is orient something out and that's what I will get her,"he tells me. I think to myself how he is from a unlike era than most of the chauffeurs that we hire today. To almost of them, being a chauffeur is just a parttime job, but with Fred, it's more like a lifestyle.

Knowing that Fred is getting Mom this sole tea set, made me think about getting her some of the best tea that I can find anywhere, but then again it didn't seem personal like I want it to be.

"Hey toilet, put a Call into either Bobby or Sammy, I think if we can dangle it, I would like to have a nice steak with sautéed mushroom-shaped cloud and onion, glazed Daucus carota sativa, and a fat bake potato,"I tell him. He smiles and gladly makes the call.

I get a text from Jill ; she sent the stock shares to Ms. Burger.

When we pull into the courtyard, there are three box trucks parked. Fred has no idea what they are all about. He pulls up to the forepart door and we get out. It dawns on me that I haven't tipped Fred in quite a while. I take 7 $ 100 greenback out of my pocket, fold them in one-half and as he's holding the door open, I stuff them into his shirt pocket. He tries to politely object but as usual, I won't hear of it.

The box truck have me curious. I walk over to one of the drivers and ask what they are bringing. He tells me that it is high-end furniture. As soon as the driver told me it was high-end material, I knew that Melanie was behind this.

I went inside and was greeted by some rather excited madam. I saw my wife sitting at the dining room table eating a sandwich. She actually looked exhausted. I went over and kissed her and began to massage her shoulders. I could find all the tension in her neck and shoulders.

"Darling, why don't you go put your bathing suit on and go sit in the hot tub. Your binding and cervix would finger much sound,"I say to her. She ponders what I have said and decides to finish her sandwich first then go modification. I'm just felicitous she is not growling at me.

I go to sit at the kitchen mesa. Dakota comes and sits on my lap. She is still a beautiful youthful gentlewoman.

"dad has a portray for you,"I tell her.

"Yum, is it something that I can put in my mouth ?"she asks giggling.

"No smarty-pants, it isn't what you think it might be. It is an actual present,"I tell her.

I see her face appearance signs of oddity.

"wellspring pappa, when are you going to apply me my present ?"She asks.

"Would you like it now ?"

"Right here in front of everyone ?"She asks me.

"But of course of action, you're not suddenly shy, are you ?"I ask, knowing she thinks the present is entirely something else.

"You know me, dada, I'm really not shy about anything,"she tells me.

"Then before I give you your present tense, please secernate me why you missed your appointment with Dr. Ronda,"I say in a stern voice.

"fountainhead, I didn't feel well. I took a nap and before I knew it my appointee time had passed,"

"I'm going to set another fitting and if I have to, I will subscribe to you there personally,"I say to her.

"You're not mad at me are you Daddy ?"she asks.

"I'm not mad. I just worry about you and the baby, got it ?"I tell her. She puts her arms around my neck and snuggles her read/write head onto my pectus."I'm sorry pop,"she says to me in a sincere vocalism. I kiss her and hug her back.

I pull out the piffling wrapped box for her and ask for a kiss before she gets the present. Gladly she kisses me passionately. While we are kissing, she reaches down and begins to bring with my cock causing it to stir and harden in her bridge player. Being the tease, she is, she unzips my knickers and puts her hand interior and starts stroking me until I'm fully erect.

"Darling, do you need your deliver or do you want me to do it your brains out ?"I say smiling at her.

"Can't I have both ?"

"You know with me you can practically take anything you want,"I tell her.

"OK, then how about I take the show you bought me first, then I get to have my way with you as my sec stage. We have enough meter before dinner party for you to puddle me cum several times papa,"she says with lust in her eyes.

I reach into my backpack and pull out the niggling beautifully wrapped box and hand it to her. John Lackland sees me handing Dakota my gift and he goes to get his giving for her as well.

Once she has both talent, I tell her to spread out Gospel According to John's talent first. Dakota takes her mollify deal and begins to undo the bow carefully. After the bow is undone, she gently removes the ribbon taking caution to not destroy the beautiful ribbon. Using one of her fingernails, she cuts the decipherable taping that holds the newspaper. Once the composition is loose, she carefully removes the box. I see the anticipation in her centre. She carefully opens the box to find something bubble wrapped. Once again, she uses one of her fingernails to cut the gain tape that is holding it together. In a move like a surgeon, she takes the figurine out of the box and unwraps it. When she sees the little porcelain piece, she nearly tears up. She loves the gift and jumps up and kiss John.

"Dakota, your pa told me I was supposed to get you a modest natural endowment for training me. I was just going to get you one of those tee shirts that said ‘ someone went to Dallas and all I got was this tee shirt ”. Dakota playfully punches him in the shoulder joint but then kisses him and I could barely get a line her say thank you. He just smiled that she liked the gift.

Once she released John Lackland from her embrace, she turned her attention to me. She picked up my box and began the process of opening it much like a sawbones. Her accomplishment and attentiveness to point of unwrapping the box was nice to watch. In my head, I was thinking about how foresightful it would be for her to discover Christmas presents.

Again, she carefully removed the bow, then the ribbon, and finally loosened the composition by cutting the clear tape that held it together. Once it was loose, she carefully took the box out of the paper. Again, she cut more unclouded tape with her fingernail and opened the box. For a second clip, she found a little figurine wrapped inside the box. She took it out and gently unwrapped it. When she saw it was a match to the early one, she almost broke the shit thing as she lept into my weapon system and wiggled her cute ass on my nearly surd cock. I felt, as usual, that she didn't have panties on. She put both figurines together and I saw her eyes pull up.

"Darling, there's no indigence to cry. This is supposed to make you happy, not sad,"I say to her.

"Daddy, this does make me felicitous. Do you know that for Christmas last year from Bob and Melanie, I got a $ 25 gift wag to Sears ? I can't even use that because the stupid stock is out of occupation. Can you believe that ?"

"Should I even ask what you got for your birthday ? Maybe a natural endowment card to McDonald 's ?"I asked hoping I was wrong.

"No, I didn't get anything from them for my natal day. I'm sure as shooting Melanie wanted to kick in me something, but Bob was a existent cheap-ass,"Dakota says.

"What the fuck ?"can says causing both Dakota and me to smile. However, I understood the view. Yes, we play it fairly innocent with the money here, but we also watch each former's back, and front, and every early part of their body.

I pull Dakota into me and put my arms around her. I begin to buss her passionately and she responds. Her clapper goes into my oral cavity and begins to wrestle with my own glossa. As I'm kissing her, my nous curiosity just what kind of horses-ass Bob really was. It was no admiration why the house staff happily left their employment to work somewhere else, anywhere else. I know that Bob expected sex from Dakota and yet he couldn't even give her a reasonable talent. infernal region, I'm not having sex ( well not recently ) with Diane, but I bought her a new truck. I didn't expect anything in take, but apparently at Christmas with Bob you get a gift card. Are you kidding me ? That is just ridiculous.

"Dakota pet, I just want to make sure that you are happy here. You don't feel like either Jill or I am forcing you to do anything,"I say to her.

"Daddy, are you kidding me ? I've never been so well-chosen in my entire life. You pay me more money than I even know what to do with. I get to live in a mansion that is larger than I have ever seen. You and Jill treat me with respect and care about me ... and love me. Your wife willingly shares you with me anytime I want you. She is the most unjealous mortal that I have ever met. When we have sex, sometimes it's us making sexual love and sometimes it 's you just pleasing me. I hope you know that I'm yours forever. Having your babe fulfills one of my greatest fantasies. I was surely while I was working for Bob and Melanie that I would never have a baby because I certainly didn't want one with Bob. But, with you, I rub my pot and feel our babe every morning. Daddy, when I tell you that I love you, it's not just a saying I truly do enjoy you with all my heart and soul,"Dakota tells me.

"wellspring, I'm gladiola to hear that. I love you too my darling. You will pretend a terrific Mother to our sister. I can just see you as one of the soccer Moms carrying the team to the dairy fagot after the soccer game. You'll be the cool Mom that all the kidskin want to hang out with,"I say to her. She smiles and kisses me once again.

As Dakota and I are kissing, these furniture guys keep bringing in more hooey and walking it down to Mom's room.

"Dakota, any idea where Mom is right now ?"I ask.

"She's in her elbow room. I think she has the furniture movers putting her new article of furniture wherever she wants and has them moving the old furniture around to look respectable in her room,"Dakota says to me.

I notice that no furniture is coming out just going into her elbow room. Clear she spent some clip shopping for this stuff. It occurred to me that I should put Mom in charge of decorating inside the Chateau for Christmas. With her high club taste, she could pretend this house the best in southern California.

As I'm sitting with my Dakota on my lap, Jill brings me a letter from the city. I open it and find it is their official crack to me to purchase the holding across the service road. It's a little high gear, but I'm just felicitous to own control over it. I dial up the lawyer that we use and tell him that I want to purchase the property across the route from the home. I tell him that I will fax him the letter and to just pay for the leverage and do not try to counteroffer.

I also ask him how to find whom might give put three vineyards in Jaxson, Inc. figure without me or them knowing about it. He assures me he will put his outflank paralegal on it to receive out the information. I thank him and end the call.

I see John making lots of phone calls. At first, I didn't know who he was calling, but then I remembered the 500-case delivery of wine tomorrow. I was glad to take good care of his friends with money and nutrient, but since I now know how lots of a bonus Jill and I are getting I'm going to pay these kids more than they expect.

It dawns on me that I haven't seen the security guy in a while. While I feel our front is covered well, our back-door entering gate is gross without any tv camera. I would wish to see who is coming and going. I know that Allison has been working very hard and her monthly requital have been right on time. The three smut ladies also have been giving me their money orders and I give them the cash just so there is a trail in case person makes a malodor about having three porn star living here.

"Hey whoremaster, can you fare in here for a moment ? I just had a persuasion,"I say to him.

John gets up and comes into the kitchen and sits down at the table with me.

"John, when I first met you it was at that IHOP when I was dating Tina, do you remember back then ?"I ask him.

"Of course of study, I do. That was one of those epic nights,"he says smiling at me.

"Well, I'm not sure I would call it epical, but thank you for the compliment. However, if you remember you were form of the oddball in Diane's group. You and she were not dating at that point and nearly of her bunch were college friends from the college she was going to. My idea is that maybe you should suffer her make some phone calls and get some people to help with the wine legal transfer tomorrow. What do you think ?"I ask him. I see him thinking about what I just said.

"That's a great fucking idea. I had completely forgotten that I was kind of the tagalong with her group,"he says to me.

"Then go get her and get to dialing. I'm pretty sure enough it will make your job much light,"I say to him.

john gets up and puts a call into Diane. I hear his part sound a bit less stressed about putting together a mathematical group to help oneself us tomorrow. I sat there and thought about what's on the schedule for tomorrow ... ... Tony Stewart. I am both energise and very curious about why he showed up at the place looking for me.

I start to turn over how John did with me. While it wasn't the level of Dakota, she did do a wonderful job training him. I now feel comfortable that when she has my baby, lav will be able-bodied to handle me until she is able to work again. However, since she lives at the Chateau, she really is available anytime that either John or I need her assistance.

I get up and take Dakota by the hired hand and lead her down the hallway to my bedroom. Once we are inside, I put my arms around her and begin to kiss her passionately. She leaps up on me and wraps her legs around me and holds onto me like a monkey up in a Cocos nucifera tree diagram. While she has her branch wrapped around me, I walk her over to one of the play beds and gently lay her down. I shed my apparel and mount into bed with her. I gently take her dress off as well.

She pushes me onto my vertebral column and slides down licking and sucking my cock. She has such a talent with her oral accomplishment that I just lay my head back and love the unwritten drive. It takes various minutes before I feel that wonderful urge to explode in her mouth, which I do.

As my manhood settee down from all the cum that I just put into her mouthpiece and throat, I pull her up to me. I kiss her passionately before I slide down her dead body and get my own oral accomplishment on her mellifluous savour pussy. I lick and suck hearing her moan over and over.

I nibble on her clit and thrust my lingua into her as trench as I can get it to go. Her feminine juices coat my boldness and clapper. I lick and suck all that I can get into my back talk. Gladly I swallow every drop she shares with me. As she calms down, I move my body up so that my peter is resting at the entrance of her pussy. Slowly I push myself into her. She wraps her leg around me and crosses her ankles. Once she has done that, she pulls me tightly into her as deep as I can get.

I begin to thrust in and out of her. She keeps telling me how much she loves me as I feel her consistency spasm on my manhood. As we both find ourselves in the same rhythm of making love, we both come together declaring our making love over and over towards each other.

I know that my life changed for the better the day that I was a chauffeur and Jill was my trainer. With both Dakota and Jill pregnant by me, I feel so loved.

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