The Chauffeur ( # 32 ) The display panel of Directors

By PABLO DIABLO

right of first publication 2019

CHAPTER 1

Jill, Dakota, John, Mom and I all got up about 4 am. We showered and dressed. Everyone had packed before going to bed. It always amazed me that for less than 48 hours all the ladies had at least two firearm of luggage.

Fred was fix for all of us with a stretch limo. He stood there stoically holding the rear door open for us and having the proboscis capable and waiting.

Sammy and Bobby were also up and made each of us an egg sandwich. They had chocolate ready for Dakota, Mom, and Jill. John poured me and himself a glass of ananas succus.

Once we were all in the limo, the drive to the airport was rather speedy as there was little to no traffic on the road. Everyone looked wear down as we had played rather tough the past couple of sidereal day. Mom, whoremonger, and Jill all sat next to each other and of line, my darling Dakota sat next to me. I did observance that she was beginning to look a bit plumper. The pregnancy was obviously beginning to show. Dakota put her head on my articulatio humeri and just dozed off.

Jill, Mom, and John were all chatting away. They were excited to be going to NYC. Mom said she knew of a distich of delightful pizza property in Little Italian Republic. Of course of instruction, John was excited that he would be getting ‘ real'pizza. I just smiled listening to him clack on and on about good pizza.

The flight was uneventful. The four 60 minutes passed quickly. When we landed in NYC our limo was waiting for us. The weather was delightful, spring-like. The jet was parked, and we all got off. The copilot removed all our baggage and the limo number one wood put it in the body of the limo.

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

I noticed that John had bought himself an assistant's notebook that resembled Dakota's. So far, he was listening and taking notes, which made me proud of him.

When we arrived at the Plaza, the bellman retrieved our luggage as we all went to the check-in desk. The stave member gave us all the moldable winder to get into our retinue. I noticed the meter and made my way to the limo again to head towards the studio where Mad Money was taped.

We ran into some easy traffic ; however, the chauffeur was good at his job and got us to the studio about 15 moment before I was due. I was met by the manufacturer who went over how the taping works. Jim asks interrogative sentence, I answer them, often he has a rebuttal. We discuss important topics regarding what is happening with the company.

I asked the producer when the taping would air, she said that it would air Wednesday eve, which I was happy about.

Jim Cramer was his common self, he was all over the studio apartment asking questions, waiting for solution, and then hitting me with be up questions. All in all, we had a nice session, right at the very end, I announced the horse tracks being sold. I gave him a figure of 2 1000000000 dollars. He smiled and told me that the sight of selling the sawhorse cart track was a mark of genius. I thanked him for the compliment. After the taping, I asked him if he had any metre to take care our board of music director's merging at 9 am, he told me that he's working Squawk Box at that hour and he thanked me for the invite. We shook hands and I left, however, before I left, I gave his manufacturer a confirmation for his brotherly love. I didn't make any eccentric of big deal out of it, I just left it for him. She thanked me.

I took the limo back to the Plaza. Mom had already made us dinner party arriere pensee at an Italian restaurant in Little Italia. John the Divine was salivating at the mentation of getting a true New York pizza. In fact, I thought that maybe we might have to get a spare one for him to bring in back to the shopping center and eat later.

As we get to the restaurant, it smells delicious. We all go inside. I see baskets of ail kale on the tables. I see a couple of extra-large tall mallow pizzas on mesa and they look and smell luscious. We ordination three extra large pizza and two field goal of garlic bread. I order a bottle of Chianti for the lady and John to have with dinner.

I sit between Mom and Jill. John sits between Mom and Dakota. We're all having a great time. When the pizza comes, John practically takes three slices and shoves them all in his mouth. We all just joke at the giddiness of John the Evangelist. I ask the waitress if we could also order another extra-large cheese to pack with us back to the hotel. I see John Lackland's eyes light up hearing the to go order.

We sit, we eat, we discuss the plot design for the add-in merging tomorrow. Mom wants to construct it a blood-bath, but I talk her down from the shelf. I have a plan and I would like to fulfil it and build Polly squirm.

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

Jill decides to give birth a crapulence of wine, Mom decides on an old fashioned with top shelf liquor. Me ? I just have a feeding bottle of water. I didn't want to get to the stage of not enjoying the appearance that Polly is intending on putting on for us.

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

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

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

Mom warned that Polly will have a foresightful lean of my decisiveness, such as hiring Roger Andrew Johnson and paying him a top salary AND buying him a condo and paying the HOA fees for two years.

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

In addition, she'll probably bring in up Tina, who was under a 5-year contract with Jaxson Inc. but now is in Arizona with her Mother, she'll most likely tip out what a bad investiture that was.

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

In addition, she will most likely want to boot you our of the Chateau, but she probably doesn't know the new name for the residence and will most in all probability still call it ‘ the Commune'and cause an issuing about your tenants.

I hugged Mom, she knew the shady tactics of the board all too well. She spent a match of hours regaling Jill and I with news report about how a lot they made Bob's life misfortunate. I will, of track, make a full point to ‘ thank them'for all showing up to Bob's funeral…. oh wait, not a unity one of them could be concerned that the beginner of the ship's company passed away. No, they couldn't be bothered to spend just one day showing their respects for the man that worked his ass off to stool this company something special.

As we sat there discussing the game programme, I noticed a span of masses paying care to our conversation. One couple, Mr. and Mrs. Davidson came over to us and introduced themselves. First the offered commiseration on Bob's passing. Second, they informed us that they were in town because of the special meeting that Polly had set up. They were supposed to be heading to the Bahama's to enjoy a couple up workweek of R n R, but this coming together changed their architectural plan. I was untrusting of them. Were they plant of Polly's ? Did they actually change their programme to come to this confluence, I wasn't sure, but since I didn't know them I didn't ask in them to link up us.

They thanked us and walked away, leaving the bar entirely. After a couple of 60 minutes, our boy john came down and found us. He wanted to screw if it was alright for him to Order another pizza and have it UBER to the hotel. Jill and I just laughed, he really is a bottomless pit for foot, but I liked that he just didn't assume it was alright to use the troupe card, he asked first.

That brought Mom to another government issue, company bill of fare. Mom was sure she would have a list of whom has been issued a corporate card and probably a list of all the expenditures spent on each card.

I was very glad with all this thought Mom had put into the board get together. I noticed that whoremaster sat close by listening and watching. I looked around and saw that we were the only ones left in the bar, everyone else had left. I was still a bit uneasy about the Davidson yoke, but it was too tardily to care about it now.

To Gospel According to John's surprise, the Uber madam showed up with not one, but two cheese pizza. I pulled out my card to pay for them, but John had already taken fear of that as well as paying for the Uber-eats'delivery. Jill, Mom, and I all chuckled at John, but he was nice enough to go away one pizza pie for the three of us and he took the other one up to his room with Dakota.

The bartender came over to us asking if we wanted any advance drinks as it was"last vociferation ”. Mom asked for another old fashioned, Jill had another glass of wine-coloured, me, I stuck to my bottled water which made Mom giggle.

Since we were alone in the bar, I tipped my hand a bit knowing that no one was around to mind, except for the bartender.

I let Mom know that one of the manufacturer from Jim Cramer's shows Mad Money and bitch Box would be in the crew watching and taping quietly. She would upload the unanimous meeting to her boss back at the studio each meter we break for whatever reason. Mom loved the idea that we could if needed put little Miss Polly and her useless girl on showing on interior TV, but I wasn't done. I told Mom that they would be running the taped segment I had with Jim Cramer later that day and announcing on home TV the sale of the horse cavalry tracks.

Mom picked up her phone and dialed her stockbroker, which she got at plate in San Francisco, she told him to buy 10,000 ploughshare at 9:01 am New York meter, the moment the stock mart out-of-doors and to buy another 10,000 share for Jill and me and put it on her account. A groggy stockbroker agreed and hung up. Mom thought that having the horse caterpillar track sale announced on Jim Cramer's show would move the stock by as much as $ 5 a share, I told her that might just be a bit low, but none the less it would set the board back on its heels.

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

Jill and I walked hand in helping hand to our suite. Mom walked on the former side of me. When we got into the elevator, Mom squeezed my arse, which made me smile.

When we each reached our suite, Mom kissed both Jill and I and headed into her room. Jill and I went into our suite, which I was trusted that our supporter Polly will ask why we didn't stay at the topical anesthetic Pinetree. I asked Jill to investigate our Pinetree records and determine to see if any of the gameboard fellow member use the Pinetree or do they stay elsewhere. Jill logged into the administration portal and found the information I wanted. I just smiled, leaned over and kissed my gorgeous married woman.

We headed off to kip, all snuggled into one another.

CHAPTER 2

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

We all decided to just fill at the eating house. Jill only took a few more minute of arc, since she had begun an minute earlier.

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

When Jill was ready, we headed out to the elevators. It was courteous staying on the seventeenth floor, one storey shortstop of the top. At to the lowest degree we were enough ‘ somebodies'to rate a high-end room here, but then again, they are more about showing up for a reservation and paying the money they requested.

When Jill and I reached the bottom floor, John the Evangelist and Dakota were already waiting for us. In my promontory, I was glad to see that lav was not challenging anything that Dakota said, he listened, he made notes, and he stayed silent.

Jill kissed John, I kissed Dakota and we headed into the restaurant. The hostess sat us in a nice table, but she said she would bring Mom over when she came down. Jill texted her that we were all in the restaurant waiting for her. Mom texted back that she would be down in about a half minute and to Holy Order without her. That sparked John the Evangelist, who told us that he slept like a sister with all that pizza pie in his belly. All three of us just laughed.

When the waiter arrived, he began to explain the daily chef specials. None of them really sounded that interesting. We all agreed that we missed Bobby and Sammy.

Mom arrived just an expected a half an hour later. John stood, pulled out a death chair for her and advertise it into the tabular array. I get More and more proud of him as he continues to mature.

I look around the tabular array, everyone is wearing their skilful outfit. lav has his black pinstriped case on with a maroon shirt and a black and maroon tie. Dakota is wearing a black dress and black Patten leather shoes with only about a 2"heel.

Jill was wearing a melanise dress as well, only she had a beautiful cobalt blue belt and matching blue apparel heels.

I wore my black cause as well, however, I wore a deep blue clothes shirt and a bootleg and white swirled tie.

Mom decided to throw up a middle fingerbreadth to the board and wore a burnished red dress with a Black whang and black shiny shoes with only about a 1"heel. She also wore a beautiful diamond and deep red neckless that hung in the decollete V-neck of the apparel. While Mom was a stunner, today she was beautiful. Joh and Dakota both remarked about how gorgeous she looked.

Although I didn't know any of the citizenry who came to our table, Mom seemed to know all of them. After each one leftfield, she had a gossip about them. Mom asked John if he would escort her inside the dining table get together room which he smiled and agreed to do so.

As the litany of people slowed down, Mom decided that we needed to go over whom on the board was a acquaintance, who was an enemy, and whom was inert. To Mom, the electroneutral ones were the cay to this meeting.

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

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

The keystone, according to Mom were the four achromatic phallus : Old Dominion Pogue, Julie Shades, St. Mark McKenzie, and whoremaster Richardson.

Mom told us that the four neutral ones were a bit gun-shy and wouldn't take on Polly directly, but they would listen to reason and we could persuade them to call back more rationally and not allow Polly to bully them into her way of intellection.

privy out of the blue suggested that I ask them what they are expecting of a CEO. This was a wondrous melodic theme I felt. I pulled out a lowly firearm of paper to write it down, but Dakota spun her assistant's book around to me. She already had it written down in her book.

Mom also pointed out that Polly will try to divide and conquer, meaning that Jill and I will be questioned separately. I suggested that Jill not take a seat anywhere except right next to me, this would be a sign of unity. Mom agreed.

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

As we finished our breakfast, several people wished up ‘ practiced luck'at the table encounter. John seemed surprised, Dakota seemed to just dislike these people.

We walked to our limo. We had an sure-enough gentleman's gentleman, who reminded me of Fred. Tall, unemotional person, polite and had everything ready for us.

John and I waited for the noblewoman to get in the limousine, then we entered. The chauffeur closed the door behind us and off we went towards Jaxson, Inc.

When we arrived, there were respective new agencies all set up waiting for us. We all smiled and walked right past them. We were greeted by the lead surety man who greeted Mom with courtesy and professionalism. Mom gave him a quick hug and off we went to the thirteenth floor where the conference elbow room was located.

I expected that the board would not be watching our incoming and thus may or may not live that Mom was with us. We knew immediately which room held the meeting, the one that had respective newsperson and a couplet of cameraman waiting for us.

Mom, Jill, Dakota, and St. John all walked right by the press. I stopped for a pair of instant to answer a twain of questions.

"Mister Greene, Mr Graham Greene, what are you intending to say to the display board today ?"was the first question, from Fox News.

"wellspring, come up inside and determine out for yourselves,"I replied.

The next one was from MSNBC,"Mr. Greene, do you expect to be employed by lunchtime, one board member claims you will be ‘ out on your ass by lunchtime ’.

"Well, I guess at 12:01 pm we'll all find out, won't we ?"

"finis enquiry,"I say.

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

"Well, I guess I'll go have lunch, does anyone have intercourse a good eatery around here ?"I ask eliciting a few chuckle. I thank everyone for their metre and offer for them to come into the encounter, they all decline.

Once inside the meeting elbow room, I see one of the manufacturer from Jim Cramer's show as well as a couple of television camera set up in the back corner of the way. I nod to her and keep back walking towards Jill. whoremonger and Dakota have taken up nates behind Jill and me. Although I walked right past her, toilet whispered in my ear that Mom was all the way in the cover row of the room and in the middle of a row to not be seen quite as quickly.

The board appendage file in and take their seats in figurehead of their own nameplates. They sit down. Polly tries to bring the meeting to order, but she was cut off by Sam Michaelson, the head of the board. Polly had to justify to him.

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

Mr. Michaelson begins,"Members of the table, this special group meeting was called by board member Polly Nestor to discuss the carrying out of the companionship's CEO David Greene. Mr. Greene, would you like to make an porta comment to the plank ?"

"Um, yes I would. Thanks to Elizabeth, this is a stark wastefulness of the add-in's time. But, let's get on with this charade,"I say. I see Polly just fuming.

"Mr. Henry Graham Greene, my name is Polly, not Elizabeth,"she fumes.

"Oh, I don't know about that Elizabeth, it says here on the report that I have your name is Elizabeth Polly Nestor, or are you lying to the add-in ?"I say.

"spring me THAT, you have no right to that information,"Polly says.

"Oh, but I do feature that right field. You see, under the embodied jurisprudence of New House of York, every board appendage is considered a public figure and thus subject to investigation, or didn't you know that Elizabeth ?"I say just mocking her and making her even madder.

"Mr. Graham Greene, why don't you call her by her name, Polly ?"Mr. Michaelson asks.

"Because it's not her name. Her figure is Elizabeth and THAT is what I'm choosing to call her,"I say to him. He chuckles to himself. I remember what Mom had told me, that he was a acquaintance on the board.

"Well the public figure aside, what is it you would like to say to the board ?"

"Mr. Davidson, I have nothing further to say to the board at this time,"I tell him.

"Other than Polly, is any board member wishing to make a statement at this fourth dimension ?"Mr. Davidson asks.

Mr. Fishman, a non-friend chooses to pass water a statement,"Thank you Mr. chair. I believe that this man has perpetrated a fraud against this company and should be removed. He has spent money like it was water. He has no regard for any of the members of the board and he shows his arrogance by showing up without an attorney,"He says. Jill leans into me and voicelessness,"Not a very good first step statement, guess that's why Mom called him ‘ angle drumhead'she says smiling.

"Um, Miss Greene, would you like to pretend an opening statement as well ?"Mr. Davidson asks.

"Well, yes. My name is Jill Morgan-Greene, not Miss Greene. I'm not trying to mislead any of the card extremity as to my public figure, right Elizabeth II ?"My married woman pokes the bear once again.

I whisper in her ear to recollect that Mr. Davidson is a friend but in a precarious spatial relation being chairperson of the board. She just smiles.

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, I believe that I do. A ridiculous board member, who believes that her unqualified daughter should own my position, even though she has no business acumen, no history of successful work, and no ability to run a multi-national corporation. Inferno, she's not even a lawyer,"I say to the board.

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

I hired man some papers to the salesclerk who in spell, hands them to Mr. Davidson."Mr. Greene, what is this that you're handing the panel ?"He asks.

"This is a print out from all 50 states in the country showing that Alicia genus Nestor does not have a license to pattern law in any of the 50 State Department. Oh, she graduated from law school, but she does not bear a license at this moment. Care to argue with me Elizabeth ?"I say once again poking the bear.

"No, Polly, this is a legal document that says your daughter has no stream license to practice law,"He tells Polly and the panel as he hands the quite a little of papers around the table with each one looking through the papers.

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

I hear some rumble and whispers in the audience.

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

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

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

"Here, right here. I have it on in effect authority that you spend this company's money as if it was your own. attention to deny that ?"Polly says.

"other than you Elizabeth, how many display board members are fans of baseball, either the Yankees ( which gets some cheers from the crowd ) or the Mets ( not quite as practically cheering ) ?"I ask the board in general.

I see about 8 who acknowledge what I have said.

"Let's first with the Yankee-Doodle,"I say hearing a few smatterings of cheers.

"Why do you think that the Bronx submarine pay Giancarlo Stanton $ 25 million a year over 13 geezerhood ?"I ask.

Oddly, Mr. Fishman is the first to serve,"Because they want to win. To be the best, and thus they pay for the best,"he tells the board.

"Exactly,"I say agreeing with him.

"Now, let 's make a motion on to the Mets. Why do they pay $ 24 million a year to Robinson Cano ?"I ask.

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

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

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

Polly interjects,"Yes, that's nice, but we're talking commercial enterprise not baseball,"she says.

"Elizabeth I, do you even understand what I'm saying ? I pay top dollar to people that I've hired to get the unspoiled multitude out there. hoi polloi that I can number on to make hard at improving our party, isn't that what we want Elizabeth ?"Clearly, she is mute because she is beginning to look like a fool.

"Elizabeth I, I see that you have a Gucci Tiger bag on your arm when walked into the board room. Why do you have that ?"I asked, knowing the result before I asked the question.

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

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

"Of course,"she replies.

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

"It's NOT the same thing,"she says with spitefulness in her voice.

"Then delight, enlighten us how it's different,"I say to her.

She sits silent.

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

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

"How about all these cable car you bought on party money ?"Elizabeth asks.

"Oh, you mean the two BMWs that were promised but never delivered to Tina and Dakota, or maybe you mean that my married woman, the director of Financial Affairs is to be driving what ? A mid-80's Chevy ? Not really the proper car for a woman of her stature. Or maybe you believe that Jennifer, our conductor of Real estate should also be driving around in an old hooptie-mobile ?"I ask.

"What's a hooptie-mobile ?"Elizabeth II asks.

"It's an old art object of debris car that you keep together with duct tape and chewing gum,"I say to her smiling.

"Who authorized the purchase of her 2019 Chevy Aepyceros melampus ?"Elizabeth II asked.

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

I hear a smattering of chuckling in the audience.

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

"Until I'm either fired or no longer working here, YES !"I say with authority.

Polly asks the board to puke a vote on my remain employment.

I feel a hand on my shoulder. It's Mom.

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

"As the big unmarried stock-holder, I wasn't aware that I had to apprize anyone of my actions,"She tells the circuit card with venom in her phonation and a grin on her face.

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

CHAPTER 3

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

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

Polly doesn't say a word.

John leans over to me and writes on my tablet that Mr. Fishman is leaning our way. He liked the baseball denotation. I smile an nod my foreland. I was well-chosen that John saw Dakota wrote that D'Nata Black had taken a defensive stance with her arms crossed on her pectus. Mom leaned down and wrote on the pad ‘ bitch'which made us all chuckle.

I asked Mr. Davidson for a john geological fault as Dakota was pregnant. Before he even had time to grant the prisonbreak, Dakota had already gotten up and just walked out of the boardroom.

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

"Mr. Graham Greene, what are your plan when you return to the panel coming together ?"She asked.

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

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

When Dakota got back to us, she told us that Donna plaster was in the madam way as well and told Dakota that she thought that I was making Polly front silly and that she loved me calling her Elizabeth and not Polly.

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

Once we were all seated, Polly tried to strong-arm herself into opening the group meeting. Again Mr. Davidson had to pink her back down a peg for which she apologized.

"That's twice,"I say. Mom smiles. Jill smiles.

"Mr. Davidson, may I collapse a state of the company update ?"I ask.

"Of track, Mr. Greene. You may get the base,"he tells me.

I decide to get up and walk around. I know that I think better when I'm on my feet. John is just smiling, he has an estimate of what's coming.

"Members of the board, I want to subscribe to a few moments of your time and update you on the state of the company, all of the party,"I say to the board.

"A few month ago, Jaxson Inc. bought a company called Happy, Happee Limo. This purchase leads to other learning. Happy, Happee Limo was created by a womanhood named Sasha. However, Sasha was a shady character. She bought other companies and hid them under the license of Happy, Happee limo. She had several knight tracks, a recording studio, a pharmacy grouping, and a hauling caller. All of these society were acquired for no extra cost to Jaxson, Inc. Oh, and we also acquired Tulip Productions, a porn studio,"I tell them.

This, of course, outrages Elizabeth.

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

"No, not at all. Within a calendar week of finding out that we had acquired a porn studio, I phone Bob who instructed me to rule a new owner, which I did. I found a college student named Allison. She was working hard, very hard to make Tulip Productions work. Per Bob's request, I sold Tulip production to Allison for a zero-interest loan. Bob felt that we needed to get this company off our books, which I agreed with him. Allison has already made her for the first time payment, just this past Sun. She gave me a money order in an envelope for me to posit, which my other assistant, Amy has done for us,"I tell the card members.

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

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

"Now, it is comfortable to second conjecture the deal, but followed Bob Jaxson's direction and sold off Tulip product and now have an income into Jaxson Inc. From there, I moved on to the trucking troupe. We merged it with our own trucking and logistics troupe. One of the things that occurred right away was the price of truck tyre went up dramatically and the calibre of the tires dropped dramatically. I contact several tire manufacturing companies. One ship's company was willing to process with us, BF GOODRICH. We purchase nearly 1000 tires and had them shipped to our top 15 trucking locations. We increased the sale price of the tyre only a little bit. Within 9 twenty-four hours we had sold out of the 1000 tyre, so I ordered more tire, twice the amount and had them shipped to the Same 15 locations, again we sold out, this time in 8 days. There was no misinterpretation this, we had a waiting list from each of our 15 locations. Again, we ordered another double the telephone number of tyre bringing us to a total of 4,000 tire. Once again, we have sold out of all 4,000 tire in 11 days. Now, on the side, we were keeping all the employ truck tires that needed to be sent for retreading to BF GOODRICH'S make over location just outside of Dallas, Texas. We ship them to the localization, they retread them, and they pay to ship them to the 15 locations, which in turn we sell at a deeply discounted price for trailers, loud price than any other tyre electrical distributor in the US,"I tell them. I see all of the heads nodding, even Elizabeth.

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

"After the recording studio, we look at the pharmacy company. We hired a Chief Executive, who unfortunately passed away a couple of workweek ago. We are currently interviewing replacing candidate,"I tell them.

"Now, onto the horse tracks. There are batch of governmental regulations, each one different by state. I took a skilful hard look, along with my wife at the Equus caballus tracks. We made the conclusion to trade them. We were contacted by an investment group led by one of the orotund stockholder of Churchill Downs. They made us an offer, we countered and voila we have a pot,"I say to the board.

"Just how little did you get for these wonderful horse racetrack ? I'm sure you didn't get adequate,"Elizabeth II says to me.

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

"Well, how often is ‘ enough'?"Elizabeth I says again.

"I'm not sure you're ready to try that telephone number,"I say to them.

"Mr. Greene, the board would like to get laid what sum of money of money you received for the knight raceway. Did it outperform 100 million ?"Mark McKenzie asks.

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

I lean back to bathroom and ask him to write out the sale measure. He picks up a thick Joseph Black sharpie and writes the total $ 2,000,000,000.oo.

He stands up and holds the sign up for the board phallus to take. No one speaks, nor do they make a auditory sensation. bathroom turns around the sign so the people in the interview can see the Price. I hear John's favored Christian Bible come from the audience,"Fuck, ”. This causes Saint John to express mirth out aloud. I just chuckle, Dakota laughs out loud as well. Jill and Mom just smile.

"Um, Mr. Graham Greene, are you telling us that you sold all the horse raceway for 2 Billion dollar bill ?"Mr. Davidson asked.

"Yes, of course, oh, and did I cite that there was no toll in acquiring the gymnastic horse raceway, so the money is utter profit. Isn't that what you pay me to do, make this fellowship an insane sum of money of money ?"I ask of them.

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

"The Pinetree is undergoing massive revisions to upgrade the hale brand. We are going to spot the marque in the Marriott courtyard level. We're going to experience a subject contest to rename the trade name to something that we all similar. As for the eating place group, we have a unit in Tampa, Florida that has a manager who has added something to pee-pee the restaurant become more interesting. He has added to the computer menu by including the Cuban food that is popular in Tampa. I'm adding this to our brand across the country, adding cultural fare options for the restaurant patrons to delight,"I say to them.

Mom stands up again to cover the card,"I would wish to offer a prompting to the table. We need to remove the caps on Jill's and Jacques Louis David's incentive structure. Let me cry for a vote, all those in favor say aye,"Mom says. Since she is the largest shareowner and along with our stock, she now has more than 53 % available to her, including what we bought this sunup."Motion rack and is passed,"Mom tells the dining table. Elizabeth is now madder than before. She reels backward realizing that she is powerless to overcome Mom's proposals.

"Elizabeth II, this one is for you, I nominate that Elizabeth I Polly Nestor be let go from the board of directors and that all display panel members not be allowed to hold a position longer than 20 eld. Also, that to receive any compensation for being a control board member, you must look all 4 board coming together otherwise you receive less money from your appointee to the board. In add-on, I nominate David Henry Graham Greene as CEO of Jaxson Inc. and will now have a declaration for not 5 years but 10 old age, along with his wife our Director of Financial function,"Mom nominates.

"All those in favor, say AYE, commodity, motion passed,"Mom says to the board.

"Um, Elizabeth II, did you just actualize that you just got fired from the card ?"I say to her.

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

"Oh, but we can. Mrs. Jaxson has tote up ascendancy of the ballot parcel of the livestock,"I lean in and kiss her on the impertinence. The security system comes and accompaniment Elizabeth out of the panel room. The five of us just wave goodbye to her, she is fuming and not happy at all. I'm grinning, Jill's smiling, Mom's grin, and of course whoremonger and Dakota are smiling.

We get up and steer out of the display board room, saying our goodby to the board members.

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

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

Mom remained unsounded."David, I want to betray my home in the Lionel Hampton. I understand from my realtor champion that that Jobs kid wants my house and is offering 11 million for it, which I think I'll return,"Mom tells me. I just give her a hug.

"Do you need any supporter boxing ?"I ask.

"No, not really. I think I'll probably hold about a room full of poppycock and deal the rest. Too many bad memories,"Mom tells me.

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

The limo Michigan in front of Mom's jet. We all get out and carry our own luggage on to the jet. The co-pilot takes the luggage and stows it away. We all take a seat. The plane heads down the runway and into the air to head back home.

CHAPTER 4

The four-hour flight of steps was uneventful. We were all wired from Polly being escorted out of the boardroom.

I received a text from Roger.

piece licence were approved. I overnighted them to your home. I saw the Jim Cramer show, congrats on your sale of the Equus caballus cut. 2 billion for all the runway is an gravel number. Talk to you soon, Roger.

I suggest to the playgroup that we should go out for dinner tonight to celebrate. I ask John how our stock is doing."Up, way, way up,"he tells me.

"How far up is way, way up ?"I ask.

"It's up $ 21.75, and there is still a couple of hours of NYSE meter available,"John tells me. I was glad to see can staying abreast of our inventory.

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

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

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

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

I just shake my head no, no motive to pound the bear any longsighted, we won and we don't need to be bad fun with our win.

I ask Jill if we should give up and buy some grease-gun since we now had carry-permits. She thought that it would be a serious idea. She began texting Fred to let him know that we are all going to Texas longhorn, but that we wanted to stop and get hold of advantage of our carry license and leverage a distich of ordnance. He texted back that he will have a stretch limo at the airport shortly when we arrive.

Mom looks exhausted. I have her sit down next to me. I begin to rub her feet. She tilts her head back and just let me make her feel better by rubbing her feet. I hear some balmy moaning as I reach the arches.

It 's not long before I hear the landing geartrain lock into place, and we begin our descent into LAX. As we touch down on the track, Dakota is squeezing my script. She still doesn't like this contribution of the trip.

I lean over and kiss her. I lean the early way and kiss Mom. As the jet comes to a occlusive, I see out the window that Fred is waiting with the torso open and the back door undefendable. The copilot begins bringing down the baggage to the fundament of the stairs. Fred picks them up and puts them into the trunk. The three dame seem all wiped out. I pull Fred aside and ask if we could stop at a gun shop. He hands me a FedEx envelope that has our gun carry permits inside of the envelope.

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

When Fred pulled into the gun shop parking lot, he tried to park away from the battlefront room access, but alas he ended up in a quoin of the parking lot.

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

We all got out of our respective vehicle and went inside. We were met by a large man who probably tilted the scurf in the 375 to 400-pound range. We all showed him our carry permits. He told us to await around and he would serve any interrogative sentence we might take in.

I selected the same role model that I took the gun class with, a Kate Smith & Wesson 9mm. John also selected a similar model for himself. Dakota, with the littler work force, chose a lowly 9 mm that only held 12 in the magazine publisher. The shooter that John Lackland and I selected held 17 in the magazine.

Marcus chose a Glock 9 mm. Jennifer and Paula also selected a Glock each. Only Mom chose not to give birth a small-arm, but then again there was no carry permit for her in the envelope.

I asked if we could suffer three boxful of ammunition and a holster for each gun. He gladly offered us shoulder holsters, waist holsters, and even ankle holsters. We all chose a waist holster, but John also selected a articulatio humeri holster. Jill didn't want a holster, she only wanted it to be stored safely in her purse. Dakota, Jennifer, and Paula all followed cause. The gun store man also threw in initiation curl to prevent anyone from using our hitman when we weren't using them, for representative in the Chateau when we are entertaining. I knew we were going to have a gun safe, but when will the locksmith guy get to installing that ?

I paid for all the weapons on my collective credit card. The heavyset man who sold us all our guns smiled when he saw the total. We all walked out of the gun shop with our purchases and with the holsters and with some ammo. In the limo, John the Divine, Jill, Dakota and myself all loaded our cartridge holder.

I assumed that the Lady in the green Impala were doing the like thing. Fred took us to Longhorn where Bobby, Sammy, and Diane along with Donna were waiting for us to arrive. For whatever reason, the CG boy did not join us for dinner. BJ and Danni did arrive a few minute of arc later in Danni's car.

Dakota leaned over to me and said,"Down pappa, you'll get your shooting soon enough,"she said smiling at me.

John announced that the market had closed about an hour ago, shares of Jaxson Inc. store ended up going up a phonograph record $ 37.50 per ploughshare, the greatest one day gain in Jaxson Inc history. I did the math quick for Dakota, 10,000 ploughshare up by $ 37.50 per share equal Dakota's stock increasing by $ 375,000. Dakota kissed me and headed into the restaurant. I noticed three Hispanic youths just kind of hanging around outside the independent door.

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

The hostess took us to our tabular array, where the ma'am were already laughing and having a practiced time. I looked around and didn't see Amy.

"Did anyone remember to ask round Amy ?"I asked.

Silence.

I just shook my head. John was already texting Amy telling her to get her cunning ass over to longhorn's chophouse because papa wants to see her. She texted back that she would be here shortly.

I smiled hearing that she was on way. Dakota had told her to ram her BMW. A few bit later, Amy walked into the restaurant. She laughed when she saw John doing his intimately ‘ Polly gets the the boot ’. Mom was laughing so tough, I thought she was going to snort her drink out through her olfactory organ from John's antics.

I ordered another round of appetizers and of course of instruction, I kept the cheesy shrimp when two of them came to the mesa. I wasn't about to let one of then go to lavatory and get eaten like a white ant chuck wood.

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

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

Amy plunks herself down between Dakota and Jill with everyone just enjoying each other's company. As the main course of study arrived, our boy trick once again showed house of maturity again taking care that Diane had everything she needed. Diane had decided to splurge and rescript a fully loaded baked potato. lav didn't think there was enough butter or off-key emollient and asked for more for Diane. The server brought more quickly. Diane just smiled and rubbed his thigh.

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

"Hey, everyone may I have your attention please,"I ask of the table. I leaned in and kissed Jill, she knew what I was about to tell everyone.

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

Everyone starts hugging Jill. Dakota hugs me as well. Bobby and Sammy begin chatting about some dissimilar cooking to appease now three ladies who are pregnant.

Mom is chatting with Jill, Diane, and Dakota telling all three of them how she wished that she and Bob found the time to have children, but alas, Bob was a workaholic and it never seemed to be the right time to experience children. She was looking forward to being ‘ grandmother ’. I just smiled, the day had gone extremely well. Polly was no retentive on the plug-in of theatre director, Mom now controlled the majority of the stock and liked where Jill and I were taking the company.

Kim and Kay sat at the opposite word end of the table chatting quietly to themselves. I got up and walked around the mesa. I took a chair from a table behind them and pulled it up between them asking,"gentlewoman, are you having a honest time ? It seemed the other Nox that you and the porn Twin Falls were having a secure discussion, anything I should jazz about ?"I asked.

"No, goose egg now. We chatted with your noblewoman Allison, she's really decent. She tried her substantially to deter us from making another erotica. We're considering what she said to us but knowing that you okay of Allison goes a farseeing way with us,"Kay tells me.

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

"Oh, of course, he says that since we are grownup, we get to make our own decision on what to do with our dead body. However, Allison keeps telling us that a porn calling can take a go for the risky if one isn't careful,"Kim says.

"She's right. The porn Twin Falls and Belinda have all told me that they want out of the porn industry, which is why they are getting tear so cheaply for my pool home. I want them to be successful at leaving the industry, if that's what they really want to do,"I say to them.

"Yeah, but porn for twins pays really well,"Kim follows up.

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

"No, you pay us just fine. We're just exploring all our pick. You can't be pappa forever,"Kay says.

I guess my look showed my disappointment as they changed the conversation to a different topic. I kissed each noblewoman and headed back to my seat.

As we finished up with dinner, I asked for the bill. The host brought the visor over and I used my Jaxson Inc. corporal card. Mom kissed me on the cheek and thanked Jill and I for a delightful day.

We all gathered our things and headed towards the front door.

CHAPTER 5

At starting time, four of our peeress walked outside. privy, Fred, Marcus, and I followed second later.

When we stepped outside, the three Spanish American juvenility that we saw when we entered were now holding triggerman on us. John and Fred both reached for their own gun for hire. They three youths warned them not to ‘ try it ’.

I stepped forward looking at whom I thought to be the leader of the three.

"Hey guy wire, there's no pauperization to rip your triggerman out at a kin restaurant like this one,"I say.

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

trick is gear up to take them on, but I ask him to back down a little.

"Guys, do you all go to a casino to recreate salamander ?"I ask.

"Yes, we go to the one at Hollywood parkland. They have our deary game, Lone-Star State cargo area'em"their drawing card says.

"So right now, you are holding a span jacks in your hand. The river turns up another Jack, so now you have three old salt,"I say to him.

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

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

The leader is really garbled as to why I'm talking about lineup when they are holding guns on us.

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

"Give us your money, white boy,"the indorse one says to me.

"So, you're holding a pair of tar plus one on the river giving you three diddlyshit, much like you three betting your life for a match of horse,"I say.

"I decide to go all in as well, but you're going to turn a loss and you don't even know why,"I tell them.

"Give us your money, this is your last monition,"the 3rd one says.

"I turn over my pair of circuit board to evidence you that I have a pair of tabby and putting them with the pair on the table give me four Queens, and everyone knows that four Queens ALWAYS beats three Jacks,"I say smiling.

Just as I say that Dakota pulls the slideway on her gun back to indicate a gun is behind our three early days. The leader turns around to see Dakota, Jill, Jennifer, and Sharon all holding cocked guns at the three youths. The loss leader says something in Spanish to the other hombre. They all lay their gas on the priming coat and put their work force in the air.

Only about 30 seconds later, police showed up and arrested our Latino young. I was so proud of the ladies. They used their piece wisely and were not afraid one bit. It turns out that Kim and Kay had gotten to the door behind us and saw the three guys with the shooter. They went to the hostess stand and dialed 911 giving the emergency operator the address for the holdup.

I hugged each lady. John checked for Diane to urinate trusted she was safe. I went over to Dakota and Jill and teasingly scolded them."Couldn't delay to use your artillery eh ?"I said smiling. The four daughter all kissed me, all though Sharon did squeeze my ass during her kiss.

"Let's go home plate, it's a lot dependable there and we can all get naked,"I say to everyone.

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

On the way, Dakota takes heraldic bearing and unzips me, fishes out my tool and puts it in her backtalk. She's licking the undersurface, getting my cock all wet and hard from her wonderful oral acquirement. Jill moves over to the seat adjacent to me in the limousine. She places a hand on the vertebral column of Dakota's drumhead pushing her towards my pelvic girdle. Dakota is now gagging a bit as my stopcock head is touching her uvula. mint of spit was escaping her precious piffling mouth. I just sat back and enjoyed the ride.

Mom slid the seclusion screen down a bit and asked Fred if he was up to spending the night, which he gracefully accepted.

I texted Paula that Fred was going to spend the night and thus won't be bringing the limousine back to the cleanup surface area tonight. She texted back that she was already at the Chateau, but she would let the overnight managing director know the situation with the limo.

As I was getting close to cumming, I let Dakota live. She, as usual, just kept on licking and sucking my humanity.

"darn Dakota, you are so getting better at this,"I say as I shoot all my seed into her accepting mouth. I hear her sup three times letting none of it escape. I kiss her, tasting myself on her tongue. She hugs me heavily and leans her pass on my shoulder purring in my ear.

When you are distracted by a beautiful adult female sucking on your cock the drive time to get home walk quite quickly.

As Fred pulls into the courtyard, I announce that we are home. Fred holds the door open and the trunk popped. Each of us reaches into the tree trunk and grab our own luggage. However, Fred won't let Mom take aim her own baggage, instead, he offers to expect it into the mansion for her. I just smile, it's prissy to see Mom happy.

I hear the garage door open. I suspect that Dakota's BMW is being put away. Jill and I get to our bedroom and just dump the clothes into the hamper. I put my bag in the wardrobe and am well-chosen that we are home. I shed my dress and caput in to claim a shower. Again, I'm happy that this shower has twinkling hot piss. I shower, I shampoo and just as I was about to exit the shower, Amy stepped in.

She came over to me and began to stroke my cock."dad, I know that you were gone just two twenty-four hour period, but I missed you so much,"she said to me looking into my eyes.

I hug her and kiss her. I feel her fond minor work force stroking my unvoiced cock. I lift her up by her waist, she wraps her wooden leg around me. I step forward pushing her back against the wall of the shower. I scurvy her polish slowly. Her sweet-flavored silky snatch slides down onto my cock. We begin to thrust in unison. It doesn't take very long before Amy is cumming hard,"OH GAWD DADDY, YOU smell SO FUCKING WONDERFUL interior OF MY LITTLE pussycat,"she says as the initiatory sexual climax bowl through her body.

I keep thrusting into her and she keeps cumming,"OH GAWD DADDY, I FEEL YOU SO deep IN ME. YOU shuffling ME CUM SO HARD, SO HARD,"she says as another orgasm rolls through her body.

As that wonderful associate twinge made its visual aspect in my physical structure, Amy came one more metre,"OH GAWD daddy, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH !"She says to me as I begin to burgeon forth into her sweet close trivial pussy.

"OH, FUCK ME AMY, YOU tactile property SO GAWD DAMN WONDERFUL,"I say to her. I shoot all I have into her. We look into each other's eyes and bosom again. She begins to kiss me, and I respond kissing her as well.

As we both settle down, we step out and dry each other off. Once we are all dry, she walks nude into my bedroom. I put on a brace of shorts and a Edward White tee shirt and capitulum out to the hall. Amy takes my mitt and leads me to the kitchen. I see Sammy and Bobby working diligently.

Bobby is making a dish called ‘ Bangers and Mashed ’. I had to ask what it was. He explained that it is a sausage balloon with a thick mashed Solanum tuberosum and a dark dark-brown bunce. He told us that he was introduced to it in England. Sammy had some delightful saucy tuna appetizers on some Ritz crackers ready for us to eat.

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

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