The Chauffeur ( # 36 ) The FBI

BY PABLO DIABLO

Copyright 2019

CHAPTER 1

As we all woke the next morning, the agent in thrill assured us that there were no issues throughout the dark. He let me live that the FBI was reducing the telephone number of agents by half starting today. While that made Jill a bit anxious, I felt delicately with it.

We began to open the security shutters and allow the dawn daylight to introduce the house. I asked John to go back to finding a society to replace all the window in the house with bullet-resistant, hurricane cogent evidence windows. He told me that he had a company already in mind. I gave him the ‘ go ahead'to get the project back on track.

Throughout the nighttime, my mind kept thinking about how we reacted to protecting the folk, all the family including the pool mansion group. Jill and I headed down to the kitchen after I removed my phone from the charger. Jill kissed me, grabbed a cup of coffee and headed to the place to log onto her computer. I drank a meth of pineapple succus and just sat at the kitchen table. Sammy asked what I wanted for breakfast as they were preparing to hit omelets. I asked for just a staple cheese omelet, which they said would be ready in about 5 minutes.

My deary Amy and Dakota both came padding out to the kitchen. Each one kissed me and they both put a smooch on the face of Bobby and Sammy.

Out of the blue, Mom and Fred came into the kitchen as well. Mom kissed me and Fred shook my hand.

"wilderness night eh ?"Fred asked.

"Yep, that's an understatement,"I replied.

With his tablet in his manus, John came into the kitchen asking if he could get an omelette fully loaded except for hot white pepper. Bobby smiled and said it would be fine, he would feature it to eat in about 15 minutes.

I smelled fried murphy and onions.

"Bobby, do I reek fried onions and potatoes ?"I ask.

"Yes, would you like some of them as well ?"Bobby asked smiling.

"No, I think that I would like to just sit here and smell out them. I mean, why eat them, they are probably delicious,"I say smiling.

After a few minutes pretty much the relief of the household started coming into the kitchen. All the women kissed me and thanked me for ensuring their safety hold up night.

"Oh no ladies, you need to give thanks John, Marcus, Bobby, Sammy, Fred, Fred's nephews and all of the FBI agent that took care of us,"I said to all the ladies.

I heard several of the ma'am saying thank you to the bozo. Mom kept thanking Fred, who in twist pointed at me telling Mom,"Oh, I participated in death night, but you need to thank David. He led the entirely house. He coordinated with the FBI, he made sure we all had assigned duties, and he wanted all the family to be dependable. He is the real hero,"Fred tells Mom.

Mom gets up and comes over to me and buss me and thanks me for keeping both her and Fred safe. All I could do was smile.

Bobby and Sammy began handing out omelet. I had to intromit, Saint John's breakfast looked as if the omelet weighted 50 lbs. yet he began eating it as soon as he had a forking. It only took him about 3 or 4 minutes to wind up the hale thing asking for a second one.

"John, dude, if you keep eating like that, you'll be cock-a-hoop than any of the significant madam, slack down a bit and at to the lowest degree enjoy your food,"I say to him smiling. He just smiles back and asks to feature some of the fry potatoes and Allium cepa with this omelette. We all chuckle feeling the tension from finale night now over.

Jennifer leaned over and whispered in my ear,"I think you owe Sharon and I some play clip and I would suppose that the other ladies BJ and Danni will sense the same way,"she said to me giggling in my ear.

"Well, I think that I'm serious for it, so put it on my tab. You know I'll pay up,"I say smiling at her.

As everyone is getting their omelet order into Bobby and Sammy, I can feel the tenseness gone. Everyone is smiling, giggling, laughing, telling laugh, poking at each former. In a word, we are back to normal.

I see people eating and ask everyone to go back to their convention routine. Those who are supposed to be at their occupation, to go there today as if we didn't have a security consequence. I ask Dakota to go speak to the agent outside our nominal head door to see if we may feel the other factor's breakfast. She gets up and heads to the front door.

The CG boys are putting the security measure shutters up on the back face of the house and the smut Gemini and Belinda are sitting and eating, but they have indicated that they will be heading back over to their pond rest home. Allison tells me that Justin fount already left, but he was happy to see that I acted to ensure everyone's safety. She tells me that he felt safe here as well.

I remind everyone that this coming Sat we will be having a with child BBQ and will take circle of members of the FBI and their kinsfolk ( tyke included ) coming to this party that we are throwing. I ask that every lady we have please at some gunpoint today or tonight to put on their bathing courting and let me look. can, of course, offers his services as my wingman. We all just giggle at his ‘ volunteering ’.

The porno Gemini the Twins and Belinda tell me to sit tight as they will go convert right now. I remember seeing the porn Twin in a bikini at one point, but I just want to make sure as shooting that it is kinsfolk friendly.

Allison tells me that she doesn't have a bathing causa at all. She usually just swim raw as we have the puddle that are not available to anyone outside of our gates to see in. I tell her that we will put together a swimwear shopping trip this weekend. She smiles and comes over to me and kisses me. She whispers in my ear,"How did I get so favourable to retrieve individual that takes such in force care of me ?"I just grinning and pat her on the rump.

Dakota, Diane, and Jill all say that they need to buy new bathing suit as well, so now that makes at least four gentlewoman needing new suits.

Jokingly I ask if we should get to a run to point or Walmart for the new suits. I feel three playful slaps on the backbone of my head. This causes Bobby and Sammy to express mirth out loud.

"David, I don't think you chose the right store,"Sammy says laughing.

As people finish up their omelette, they head off to get gear up for work. Dakota tells Bobby and Sammy that the broker are in the process of shift change and the ones that have been on all dark are heading home. The 1 coming on already ate before they came here.

I decide to dial up limited broker Fernandez.

"Special agentive role Fernandez, dear morning,"I say to him.

"Jacques Louis David, you do understand that you don't have to call me limited Agent Fernandez every prison term ? Don't you ? Just call me Jose, I do reply to that,"He tells me.

"OK, Jose, a span of questions. First, how many agent will be here ? I've got my group heading back to work and resuming their convention routines unless you have an expostulation,"I tell him.

"No, no remonstration. Getting back to your convention life only pisses off the criminals that they didn't affect your lifetime. We're only going to have a total of 4 agent at your abode. My boss, the one I told you about, has made some labor slice as he is getting pressure from his political boss, which is pattern in the FBI. His party boss are saying that since you have enormous wealth, you certainly can afford to pay for your own protective cover,"Fernandez tells me.

"Jose, the party boss are absolutely ripe. Let's send even the four federal agent back to the government agency and I'll take care of our security. I'm sure there are more important causa that these agents could be working on instead of babysitting my group. Please thank the bosses for allowing your agents to protect me and my sept,"I tell Jose.

"You said you have a second interrogation,"Fernandez says to me.

"Um, oh yeah, is there an count on headcount coming to Sat's shindig ?"I ask.

"Um, well, I'm kind of embarrassed to say, but almost 100. 61 federal agent plus family,"he says sheepishly.

"That's not sufficiency people. 61 agents plus one takes us to 122, plus kids, we should be finisher to 160-175. How are we so low ?"I ask.

"well, that's what I was told,"Fernandez tells me.

"give me someone to speak to about this then,"I tell him.

"well, Captain Monahan. He's kind of the one scheduling the whole thing, making sure no one who is needed will be going to the company when they should be working,"Fernandez tells me.

"Do you have a direct dial number for me to attain out to him today ?"I ask.

"Yeah, I'll schoolbook it to you this forenoon after we hang up."He tells me.

"Ok, Jose. I look forward to seeing you and your lovely wife this Sat. Oh, by the way, what is your wife's public figure ?"

"Mariana,"He tells me.

"Well, I'm looking forward to meeting Mariana on Sat,"I tell him as we end the telephone set call.

In just a duo of proceedings, I get a schoolbook from Fernandez with captain Monahan's direct dial act and a note to not take where I got the telephone number from. I text back,"Got what number ?"

Jill urges me to get ready for work. I take my phone and head to the sleeping accommodation. I plug my telephone set back into the charger and strip down heading into the shower. Since no one tried to unite me in the shower, it only took about 5 minutes. I decide to vamoose shaving as the five o'clock phantom looks pretty good on me, at least I think so.

CHAPTER 2

I decide that we don't need to carry a limousine. We certainly have decent gondola to get to operate. I ask Sharon to give me a ride to the Hawk. She giggles and tells me that she'll ‘ ride me anywhere ’. I laugh as well.

In just a forgetful meter, multitude are coming out of their bedroom all prepare for oeuvre. Mom has nowhere to go today so she and Fred stoppage in her bedroom. Paula is all dressed and top dog to the Happy, Happee Limo to do her job.

Jennifer and Diane are all dressed and head to the Hawk. whoremonger and I join Sharon in her car and headspring to the war hawk as well.

Allison, the porn twins, and Belinda all nous to the studio to commence their day.

Dakota takes her car and drives BJ and Danni to the Hawk following Sharon's car.

Marcus and Donna head to the call option center.

At the Chateau, that left Amy, Sammy, Bobby, the CG boys, Mom and Fred, and Jill, who decided that she would work from the bureau in the house.

Amy texts me saying that Mom and Fred are planning on going shopping as Mom doesn't have a bathing suit for Saturday. She wants to know if she should order a car from the blackamoor Car Limo company for them. I tell her to do so as Fred is armed and will take good concern of Mom, plus I was sure that Mom, being her age wasn't looking for a bikini. After all, she's a lady of society and wearing a two-piece at her age would not be something that she would do. I guessed that she wanted her own shopping trip-up for her causa but may join the rest of the ladies to offer up backup and way commentary.

On the way to wreak, I look up where Jaxson, Inc. breed closed yesterday and where it seemed to be going today. It closed down $ 2.85 and today it was only up $ 0.35. I turned on Sharon's TV channel to take heed to gripe Box and our ‘ friend'Jim Cramer. He was discussing the Hilton Hotel grouping. Their stock was at $ 75.75 and was seeing confident growth for the year.

My phone buzzed. It was Dr. Ronda.

"Hello, Darling River, what's up ?"I ask.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING Saint David ?"I get from a very emotional Dr. Ronda.

"Um, I'm not sure what you mean. Please explain,"I tell her.

"You're on the damn news again. What the the pits David. Your people killed a carful of Mexican fry ?"she says in a very interest tone.

"Where did you see this ?"I asked.

"Local intelligence, TV channel 23,"she tells me.

Sharon chimes in while driving,"Doc, they've got it all awry. David had all of us safely inside the family. Everyone who has a run permit had their gun strapped to their hip. However, it was the FBI who shot and killed the carload of Mexicans. And Doc, they weren't tyke either they were all 19-21 years old. They were trying to hurt either Jacques Louis David or the family,"Sharon said with emotion.

"Really ? Is that rightful Saint David ?"Dr. Ronda asked.

"Yes, my dear, it's dependable, every watchword she said is truthful,"I tell Dr. Ronda.

"David, you need both a PR firm and a press writing table, and you need them right now,"she says to me.

"Do you know anyone to suggest ?"I ask.

"Well, I ah…."Her vocalization trails off without answering my question.

"C'mon, I know you have mortal in mind. Spill it my favourite,"I direct her.

"OK, her public figure is Anita. She was an investigative reporter and weekend lynchpin on the local newsworthiness. When she got pregnant with her first child and had Lot of medical complications, and thus the post didn't renew her contract. She lost the baby and her hubby divorced her. There were no rumors on unfaithfulness, and I don't know that she's dating anyone, but I'm not telling you to add her to your playgroup David,"Dr. Ronda said.

"Text me her contact entropy then please,"I say to Ronda.

"Do you have any estimate what she was making before the station didn't renew her contract ?"I ask.

"Um, probably in the neighborhood of $ 150,000 to $ 200,000,"she says.

"And how much is she making now ?"I ask.

"zip. She's really struggling. The lawyers took well-nigh of her savings in the divorce. The ex-husband study but wants Thomas More maintenance as he really didn't work during their union. Now, with virtually no savings left and no income she's heading down a cryptic iniquity hole. I took her grocery shopping just this past hebdomad to build sure she had food for thought in the star sign,"Ronda tells me.

"ducky, when I hang up, get off me her sound number and her computer address,"I tell her.

We end the call. It isn't but three or four minutes before my earpiece buzzes with the information that Ronda was supposed to send me. I see the address and ask Sharon to drive me over to Anita's house.

"Oh, won't you just be who she wants to see unexpectedly this early in the morning,"Sharon teases me.

I put Anita's computer address in the car's GPS, and it directs Sharon to this gentlewoman's address. It only takes about 10 mo before we are in front of her house.

I get out of the car and walk up to the nominal head door. Her pot is unmowed, not completely out of control, but it's been a couple of weeks since it has been mowed.

I ring the buzzer. I wait for a distich of minutes before I ring it again. Finally, I hear someone inspiration and stomping towards the door.

The door opens a crack. I see a gold Chain that extends from the frame to the door with a fair sex's face hiding half behind the door.

"Hello Ma'am. I'm David Henry Graham Greene. I'm a friend of Dr. Ronda's. May I speak to you for a dyad of moment ?"I say to her.

"Who are you ?"she asks.

"Saint David Greene. My friend Dr. Ronda gave me your address and since I wasn't far away, I thought I might lay off by and chew the fat with you for a twain of minutes or make an appointment to see you at another clock time. If you are worry about me, call Ronda. She knows who I am,"I say to her trying to be as ennoble and unthreatening as possible.

"clasp on,"she tells me.

She pushes the doorway closed. I hear the chain being taken off the door and it opens so that I can see her fully. She's clearly not been up. Her hair is a sight. She's wearing a housecoat and slippers. She has not one drop of makeup on her expression. A wedding band still sits on her tertiary finger on her left hand.

"Anita, if you would like to run into me somewhere else or at another time, I'm well-chosen to do so,"I say to her.

"No, just come in if you going to,"she says.

I step inside and she shuts the door behind me.

She points to a couch for me to sit on. I look around. The house isn't dirty, but it's not overly clean. Clearly, she's struggling. There are no indications of any animal like domestic dog or cats.

I take a seat on the couch. She sits in a straight back chair.

"OK, I got your name. It's David Graham Greene, but who are you ?"she says to me.

"I'm the CEO of Jaxson, Inc,"I say to her answering her question.

"Uh huh. I'm supposed to believe that the CEO of a multi-national corporation just shows up on my threshold at what….8:44 am in the morning. Yeah, I get that all the time,"she says to me in a very sarcastic manner.

I pull my earpiece out of my pocket and dial-up Dr. Ronda.

"Hey Ronda, I'm sitting here in social movement of Anita, at her home. She doesn't believe I am who I say I am,"I tell her.

I put the phone on speaker so we both can take heed Ronda.

"David, I didn't give you her get through information so you can ambush her. Geeze, she's going through enough. Couldn't you have just called her ?"Dr. Ronda says to me, not knowing that she's on speakerphone.

"Um, Ronda, its Anita. You're on speaker telephone,"she tells the doctor.

"Ronda, could you verify to her that I am exactly who I say I am,"I ask the Doc.

"OK, but you owe me and you know that I will require to collect,"she says making me smile.

"Anita, he is Jacques Louis David Greene, CEO of Jaxson Inc. He's looking for a printing press secretary and I thought of you immediately. I think that you would be the perfect candidate for him and his party,"She tells Anita.

"Why do you think I would be skillful for that. You saw me lowest calendar week, I'm a shipwreck,"she says.

"No, you're just going through a small patch of stormy conditions. I'm offering you a small bit of assistance. Jacques Louis David's a in force guy and I know that you'll enjoy working for him. And, if you let him into your house in what I'm sure is you in your housecoat and slipper, you clearly trust him just a little bit,"she says about me to Anita.

"Well, he is cute,"Anita says with a humble smile crossing her lips.

"Anita, I know that I ambushed you. Why don't I send a car for you at about 11:30 this sunrise. It will add you to my office at the war hawk downtown. We'll go have lunch and you can tell me about yourself. I'll secern you about me and my wife and the company. We'll have a howling repast and then maybe, just maybe we can hail to some arrangement for you to come work for me. Do you like Italian ? I know of a marvelous Italian restaurant,"I say to her.

Finally, a smile crosses her sass, not just the wind of a smile, but an existent ear to ear smile. I put my hand out to shake her manus and I stand up thanking both Anita and Dr. Ronda and head out.

I walk down the walk to the car where Sharon and whoremaster sat patiently.

"Well, you weren't in there long enough to playact with her. Is she coming over to the house tonight ?"Sharon asks me being all cheeky.

"No smarty pants. I have not asked her to get to the business firm to play tonight,"I say smiling. I see privy in the rachis bum smiling a big smile. He suspects what I'm up to.

"We're going to have tiffin at the Italian Restaurant that Fred taught us all about,"I tell them both as Sharon drives towards the office.

When we get there, Sharon parks on the sec level. We walk through the crossover from the parking garage to the government agency edifice. I say hello to the security safeguard and the three of us get into the elevator and head up to the top floor.

Sharon gives me a smooch on the cheek before the elevator doors open. When the threshold do open, both John and I wait for Sharon to go out the elevator.

"genus Bos, what would you like me to do today. Originally, I was going to have that company come over and give us an appraisal on the window substitute, but you directed me to come up to work,"he tells me. I had not thought about him needing to be at the Chateau for the window guys.

"Gospel According to John, why don't you Uber back to the family. I completely forgot that you were supposed to do that today. I know that I told you to summarize this projection only this daybreak, but my directive was meant for everyone else,"I tell him. He shakes my hand and gets back on the elevator. I summon Dakota over to me and ask her to get Uber to pick up whoremaster out front end and hold them take him back to the Chateau.

I also ask Dakota to receive a limo pick me up here and make me to Anita's business firm to get her for lunch and then onto Fred's Italian restaurant. Dakota makes the essential speech sound calls for me.

CHAPTER 3

The balance of the dawn was routine and boring. Jennifer came over to me and we had a quick meeting. She has found three more 40+ story office tugboat that are for sales agreement. The three are all located in the South. One in Atlanta, one in Dallas, and the third in Phoenix. All three are being sold because the real property troupe that owns them has fiscal needs and is willing to part with them for a total of $ 88,000,000 which is less per unit than the first five. I tell her to do the deal, but Same things apply : they pay for all the transference, we get every piece of paper regarding all zonings, all maintenance, copies of all contract, data about parking and parking structures, data about security measure, cleaning crews, occupancy rates, and the salary of all employees along with their employee files.

She tells me that she thinks that if they will match to it, we could probably come together the deal in a hebdomad to ten Clarence Day. I smile thinking about how a lot this party will be making once we rid ourselves of all the silly district power that just cost us money.

Talking about the three new construction makes me remember of the district situation that I went into and promoted Donna Burger and met with the chairwoman of the Pinetree, Roy moth miller. I dial up Ms. Burger.

"hello Ms. Warren Burger, it's me, David Greene. I thought that I'd just balk in on you to see how things are going ?"I tell her.

"Well, um, I guess OK sir. I've been given a whole lot more than restaurants to manage as we have had three district managers just quit with no observation. The guy you left in charge, Mr. Kendall has been redistributing all the eatery to everyone since the HR people say that there is a hiring freezing on per your request,"She tells me.

"A hiring halt ?"I ask.

"That's what they say,"she tells me.

"wellspring, I know nothing of any hiring freeze. I'll flavour into this. However, tell me is there a couple of people you would recommend that are set to be promoted right now ?"I ask.

"Um, I don't know if I am measure up to gain that decision,"she says.

"I'm not asking you to make any conclusion. I'm only asking for your legal opinion on who you might call back is cook to be promoted,"I tell her.

"Well, then Don Walter Scott and Beth Rayburn. Both turn in big numbers consistently. Both are marvellous trainers and educate people consistently. Both are fairly vernal, maybe in their too soon 30's and both have a can-do attitude,"she tells me.

I thank her for her open popular opinion and end the call. I dial up the HR multitude for the eating place group that handles the Dallas district.

"Hello, I'm looking for the people that handle the HR for our Dallas restaurant group,"I tell the Lady that answers the phone, wrong, but answers.

"Um, let me look, entertain on a minute. Before I had the chance to say it was OK to put me on hold, I was listening to music and crappy euphony at that.

It takes a spell before a gruff sounding dame picks up the telephone set."Who are you holding for ?"I'm asked.

"The HR person for our eating place grouping in Dallas,"I tell her.

"We don't devote out that character of information,"she tells me.

"well, I'm David Graham Greene, the CEO of Jaxson, Inc. Who are you ?"I ask.

Suddenly the phone goes stagnant and I'm listening to a dial tone.

"What the piece of ass ?"I say. That remark snaps a couple of heads around.

"Dakota, I need you right now !"I say at an raise voice.

Dakota comes into the place asking what I need.

"ducky, I need the gens and direct dial number of the HR people in our Dallas role for the restaurant chemical group. I want to acknowledge every single someone that works in the HR there as soon as you can put that information together,"I tell her as I get up from my desk and decide to take the air around the office.

I look over at home run Newberg's desk and see that it is still empty, and it clearly hasn't been ever used, which annoys me even further. I go around the corner and see both Kim and Kay's desks.

"Where's Mark ?"I ask them.

Neither one has an solution."Please find your uncle and have him show up here today or have him call me directly on my cell phone before the end of today,"I tell them very sternly. I know that I'm a pretty easygoing boss, but when I give direction, I do gestate it to be followed unless there are prearranged conditions that are agreed to.

Dakota comes up behind me and says,"I have your information. I left it on your desk,"she tells me.

I look out the windowpane at the grand view before I head back to my office.

Picking up the paperwork, I scan the gens. There are only 12 names. 9 ladies names and 3 men.

I decided to start at the top and direct dial the dame one at a time.

The for the first time one gets me a voice mail, but it is not the voice of the ma'am I spoke to that hung up on me.

Neither the arcsecond nor the third voicemails were the correct voices either.

On the fourth and one-fifth call, I got the actual HR employee and neither of them was the discipline representative.

Not until the one-sixth call did, I get the right person."Hello Suzanne Royal, it's Jacques Louis David Greene again,"I say to her smiling now that I know her name.

"Oh sir, I'm sorry we got disconnected, but I didn't know how to scream you back,"she says to me in a very nervous tone.

"fountainhead, OK. I can understand that. Out of curiosity, who made the decision to put a hiring freeze in berth in Dallas ?"I ask her.

"well, you did,"she tells me.

"Um, No. I have not put any hiring freeze on. In fact, I think we need more people, not less. Do you have an email or some sort of assert way for me to track down who might suffer put this bad melodic theme out there,"I ask

She tells me that the memo was sent out by a D. McKenzie.

"Don McKenzie ? When was the memorandum dated ?"I say to her.

"Um, let's see. Two weeks ago,"she tells me.

I dial up Rob, our IT guy in NY on my role earpiece as I put Ms. Royal on hold.

"Hey, Rob. In the restaurant group, we had someone quit out of our dominion office in Dallas respective weeks ago and yet they still have admission to our system. How can this be ?"I ask him.

"Well, it sounds like HR never notified us that he had been terminated,"he tells me.

"Rob, please bet up a Don McKenzie and tell me what you see about him,"

I hear keyboard keystone being clicked away.

"wellspring, he is still receiving a paycheck. He hasn't been terminated. It looks as if a memo came through but was overridden by an HR individual, a Suzanne Royal."He tells me.

"Rob, immediately terminate both Don McKenzie and call for our legal team to send a petition to him for quittance of overpaid wages. Also, I'm terminating Suzanne Royal this very minute. Also, I want to begin an all-embracing matchup of all employees in all of our brands. Now I know that this is a massive undertaking, how many more people do you need to conduct this ?"

"Well boss, maybe a dozen ?"he says hesitantly.

"Do we need to hire them or agitate them off of former projects ?"

"I think we can switch most of those we need, but maybe rent like four or five. They don't have to be here in NY, they can be anywhere,"he tells me.

I let him know that I'm going to set him up with enough mass to make this a less daunting task. I thank him and hang up and go back to Ms. Royal.

"Hey Suzanne, sorry about that,"I say to her.

"No problem. Did you find the memoranda that I talked about ?"she asks me.

"Yes, I did. Hey, tell me. What is Don McKenzie doing these Clarence Day ?"

"Um, what makes you think that I know anything that he may be doing these Day,"she says.

"fountainhead, because you kept him on our payroll and kept him with access to our system even though he quit. Do you and he have some kind of affair going on ?"I say to her.

Silence.

"Well, Ms. Royal effectual immediately, you are being terminated. delight gather your personal belongings and leave the assumption. We have already called the Police and they will be issuing a trespass so you may not return to any of our properties ever again,"I say to her even though we haven't called the Police.

The earphone goes dumb. I dial up Rob once again.

"Rob, its David Greene again. Can you please dial into the security department camera for the HR federal agency of the eatery chemical group in Dallas ? I need to make indisputable that Ms. Royal is taking her personal property and leaving the property,"I tell him.

I hear the keyboard clicking once again. It only takes a couple of second before I see on my screen Ms. royal stag talking to someone. Her hands are moving clearly indicating that she is mad. She picks up her purse and heads out the threshold tossing her Key on a president by the presence door. I see her through the windows get in her car and speed off.

"Rob, please set up the door to that office to take their whorl changed either today or tomorrow. I want to form sure no one has access to this office,"I tell him. He says he will make someone take care of it in a distich of 60 minutes. I thank him for his hard work.

I put in a margin call to Jill asking her to maneuver 500 shares of Jaxson, Inc. stock to Rob our IT guy in NYC. She agrees and says it will be done and that he should get the gasbag by Monday at the latest.

Dakota comes into the office and tells me that the limo is waiting for me at the strawman door. I put my phone in my pocket and move around off my electronic computer and head down the elevator.

As I get downstairs, the security guard stops me for a second.

"Mr. Graham Greene, I'm sorry to annoy you, but I was wondering if your Director of Security is still looking for people for his certificate squad. I ask because my nephew is leaving the Air Force after being an MP for the past times 6 years,"He says to me.

I write down Roger Lyndon Baines Johnson's number and tell him to foretell Roger today. He thanks me and I head out to the limo. The device driver is waiting with the threshold open.

He already knows the address before I even give it to him. Once again, Dakota has taken care of everything that I need.

We dive through traffic. I notice that this driver knows his way around and bypasses some difficult intersections.

When we get to Anita's star sign, I get out and go back to the front doorway. I ring the gong again and this time a delightful woman wearing a conservative top and dame with conservative wild blue yonder low heel shoe. Her hair is completely different from what I saw this morning. She has makeup on and looks marvelous.

I put my arm out. She takes clasp of it and picks up her purse as we leave her house. She locks the room access behind her, and we walk arm in arm down to the limo. The driver is standing there with the room access open waiting for us. Anita gets in first then me.

We head to Fred's favorite Italian eating place. Again, the driver opens the door for us, and we head into the restaurant. The owner sees me and comes over asking where Fred was. I explained that he was on a personal adventure with my chief'wife. The owner laughed out aloud, one of those big belly laughs.

I held the hot seat out for Anita. She sat down acting uneasy as if we were on a start date and not just having lunch.

"Um, Mr. Graham Greene, I have to apologize for the way I looked this morn. I don't even know why you came back to get me for lunch. I must consume looked like a hurricane hit me,"she says.

"Well, first it's Saint David, not Mr. Graham Greene, that is my deceased Father. sec, who sits in their home base that early in the sunup expecting the CEO of a turgid corporation will be knocking on their door. I'm just happy that you answered and let me in,"I tell her.

"OK, ‘ St. David'why did you seek me out ?"Anita asks.

The waitress arrives with a basket of garlic simoleons and two glasses of water. She is looking to take our lunch order.

"If you don't judgement, I'll just guild for the both of us,"I say to Anita.

"That's fine with me,"she replies.

"Ma'am, we'll have our usual two plates of spaghetti and substance sauce with respective meatballs and a crank of Chianti for the lady,"I order.

Anita grinning and crack her starting time joke,"Are you trying to get me booze ordering vino this too soon in the day ? I thought this was lunch, not a date,"she says smile and giggling a bit.

I smile and chuckle a bit as well. It was skillful to finally see her smile. She has a beautiful smiling, although I suspect that she hasn't had much intellect to smile lately.

"Anita, this isn't a date, although I'm sure that Ronda would dispute that. No, this is just a conversation with maybe a job offering at the end of it,"I tell her.

"Job whirl ?"

"Yeah, Ronda thinks you might be able to do the job that I'm in need of,"I tell her.

"What job is that ?"

"I'm in need of a press secretary,"I tell her being straightforward.

"fountainhead, I'm sure there are lots of more specify people out there than me,"she says.

"Yeah, maybe, but none that come with Ronda's commendation. She's got a lot of religious belief in you. She tells me that you've had a drawing string of bad portion and you feel like a morose cloud has settled over your life sentence. Well, I'm hoping that I can be a ray of sunshine for you,"I say.

Anita sits quietly eating a slice of garlic bread. The waitress brings her the glass of wine and sets it down in front of her.

"Ronda tells me that you used to be a top investigative reporter and the weekend backbone for the topical anesthetic news line. She also told me that you got pregnant and unfortunately during all the tortuousness, you lost the child. The station didn't regenerate your contract and that led to you and your husband getting divorced. She also told me that your divorce had nothing with either of you having any form of extramarital thing, it was just an end to a disruptive wedlock,"I say trying to be as serious to her as I can be.

"Damn David, did she also tell you my maiden name as well ? She sure didn't leave much out of the storyline,"Anita says.

"No, she didn't evidence me your initiative name. Come to conceive of it, she didn't recite me your last figure at all,"I say to her.

"My death name is still my married name, Foster. However, at some level, I would like to change it back to my maiden gens of Joseph Black. But that costs money, so that will have to wait,"she tells me.

"Anita, when you worked for the station, what was your contract salary ?"I ask.

"Well sir, I'm not sure you can get anywhere near that total. But I made $ 165,000 a year. However, when they didn't renew my declaration that just felt like they were casting me aside for a younger woman who didn't want to ingest children,"Anita says to me.

"WOW, 165K ?"I say.

She looks beaten as if I'm going to not offer up her something cheeseparing to that money.

"well, how about this then and I'm making this offer honorable only until the end of the repast. How about I offer you a 5-year contract bridge at a flatbed $ 200,000 per twelvemonth. You'll get a new car since I didn't see a car in your driveway and there was no service department at your mansion only a carport. Oh, and you will of course of instruction traveling with my team when we go anywhere. You will have the usual boring stuff, medical/dental/vision insurance policy, a collective credit circuit card to saddle thing on as I don't want you paying for any companionship stuff out of your personal money and I want you to smile Thomas More, much more,"I say to her smiling.

Her eyes brighten up. I think that if John the Divine was here, he would be smiling from ear to ear seeing me pull the ole switch-a-roo.

Anita practically knocks her wine glass over leaping into my sleeve and kissing me on the brass and thanking me.

"Anita, Anita, Anita…. moderate on. I know you're glad. I need an answer,"I say smiling as she keeps kissing my cheek.

"YES, YES, YES,"she shouts.

People now think that I have proposed to her. The owner of the eating place came to the table quick to spill the beans about love and marriage. I had to stop him telling him that I just offered her a job, not a marriage proposal. He laughed out loud once again.

"So, she's going to be your piece of work wife,"he says laughing.

"Um, for sure. We'll telephone call it that,"I say smiling.

Anita finally settles down as the plate of spaghetti arrive. They look and smell delectable. I wait for Anita to gather herself and start out to eat before I take even one forkful of food.

She is gobbling the food down and taking big draught of her Chianti in between bites.

I just stick around understood waiting for the usual doubt that would normally follow, but either she was too excited or too thirsty as she stayed tacit and just ate her food. I signaled the waitress to bring her a second glass of wine-coloured, which she did.

The rest of the meal went well. I had to ask Anita to station me her attorney's physical contact information so I may send off the contract over to be reviewed. She asked for my phone and entered it directly. I texted Jill to call this person and let the law firm know that we have offered Anita Foster a job as our new press secretary. She replied her usual"K"which made me smile.

After the luncheon ended, we walked back to the limo with her clutching my cubital joint the entirely way.

"I hope you realize that you may be jumping into the mystifying end of the pond,"I tell her.

She just replies,"Uh huh,"as the driver takes her home.

"May I come to see the office ?"she asks.

"Of course. Mr. driver, instead of taking Miss Anita menage, could you submit both of us to the office instead ?"I ask.

The chauffeur alteration direction and heads towards downtown.

CHAPTER 4

When the driver arrives at the war hawk, the car is pulled up at the front door and we get out. The security precaution says hi to the both of us as we head to the elevators.

I can feel Anita is both flighty and excited at the same time.

We ride up to the top in silence, but she is clutching my arm tightly. I look at her, she is both smiling and has a bit of a worried look on her face.

When the lift Alexander Melville Bell dings and the doors open, I let her abuse out first.

John is standing right here. I swear that he can sense when I'm nearby. He extends his hand and introduces himself and offers to conduct Anita around the office and meet everyone. She agrees, now clutching his elbow.

Sharon comes over to me with a grinning and says,"New phallus of the playgroup, or does she have an actual job ?"giggling a bit.

"She's our new press secretary smarty bloomers,"I say giggling.

"And thus, you put her with John who I'm sure he's thinking ‘ how do I inscribe this lady to the playgroup'?"Sharon says to me still giggling.

"Well, are you getting overjealous ? It kind of sound like you are. No, I'm just joking. Actually, she comes to us through Dr. Ronda,"I say to her.

"Another beautiful char who wants to play with you. Darling, your playgroup seems to be growing almost daily,"Sharon says to me.

"well, when you are looking for good people, you always have to be out there recruiting,"I say to her with a big grinning on my brass. She just giggles some more, kisses me and direct back to her desk.

I see John laughing and Anita giggling as they tour the level with John stopping and introducing her to each person.

I want to double deterrent that we have ordered our IT guy, Rob the shares of Jaxson, Inc. stock. I text Jill who replies,"see anterior text my Darling River,"I read the resolution and just smile.

I text Dr. Ronda that I took Anita out to dejeuner and offered her a job as my imperativeness secretarial assistant and she accepted.

Ronda response,"Guess I'll have to put that debt on your tab then, ha ha ha,"I just smiling. I know in my heart that I love her and thank her for the many times she has taken care of all the family.

I get a text from Roger LBJ thanking me for sending yet another timbre candidate for his security system group. The nephew is getting out of the Air forcefulness and currently lives in Washington D.C. DC, which makes it easy to put him at the new edifice ‘ The bird of Jove ’.

I walk around the office staff story and tap 18 people on the shoulder joint and ask them to join me in a conference room.

When everyone is in the conference room, I address all of them,"well, I have asked each one of you to unite a major project that I have assigned to our IT guy Rob. I want him to head a chemical group that will verify that everyone in every brand is properly fighting and the photo we have on Indian file lucifer up with the somebody we are employing. In addition, we are to speak to each individual to guarantee that they are actively working for us,"I tell the group.

"Sir, how are we to twin up the pic we have on data file with the person we have on the phone ?"I'm asked.

"Great head ! When you reach the soul, you will turn over on their camera on their laptop and assert what you see couple the picture we have on data file. Because I trust each of you, access will be given to this intact squad to our personnel records. Furthermore, if you have some doubts ask some personal inquiry such as their date of birth, who is their current party boss, in what section did they start with the caller, things like that,"I tell them.

"Sir, why are we doing this ?"A unlike person asks.

"Another dependable question,"I say.

"We discovered that an employee that had quit our ship's company respective hebdomad ago was still being paid their salary. It turns out that the employee that quit started dating one of our HR people who kept that mortal on the books and being paid. Personally, I don't care who you appointment, just as long as it doesn't bear on our company,"I tell all of them.

I hear some rumblings, but no one comes aright out and says anything.

"Rob will delegate everyone a squad to be on. Most of you will be first line investigators, but some of you will be assigned to follow-up mass. We have more than 65,000 people employed at Jaxson, Inc. We need to ensure that those being paid are the single that are actually the ones employed by us,"I continue.

"Let me bid Rob and let him know that he's got the cavalry here ready to go,"I tell the group. I dial up Rob on the headphone in the league room.

"Rob, I have a terrific group here with me eager to join your team and help do the substantiation,"I tell him on speakerphone.

"Boss, I think I have found a hornet's nest. Do you recall several month ago when we closed that eatery in Western Michigan ? Well, apparently, we never terminated any of the hourly employees, nor any of the manager, nor the district manager. All in all, it appears that we have been paying all of these mass money every payday for the past 4 month. How we've been doing that baffle board me."Rob Tell me in movement of the group.

"Boss, do you have me on speakerphone ? I ask because I can listen my own voice coming back to me,"Rob says.

"Yes Rob, I'm sorry about that. I wanted to let you get laid that I have 15 trusted employees here in the conference room with me make to get to work and I just wanted you to say Hi,"I tell him.

"Hey Boss, it's great. I do think we may have stumbled onto something that will save us money,"Rob tells me.

"Do you think with this 15 you have plenty, or should I get you Thomas More ?"I ask.

"More sir. If you can,"he assure me, which really tells me we may have a major problem.

"Not to worry, I'll send you an e-mail with each of the 15 that are here and how to reach out them with maneuver dial numbers and electronic mail computer address. When I put more together, I will call you again to let you say hi to that group, fair enough ?"I ask.

"You got it, boss,"Rob says before disconnecting.

I see citizenry looking around the way at each other.

"Now you see why this project is a top priority. Let me ask anyone here, do you think that it's fair that you have had to exploit as hard as you do for your paycheck and others are getting their payroll check without even doing one moment of oeuvre ?"I ask the group.

I get several mass at the like time say,"HELL NO !"which is just what I wanted to hear.

I toss a yellow legal pad on the table asking everyone to print their figure, their conduct dial identification number, and their email savoir-faire and to please be neat.

"Out of curiosity, does anyone screw where the company's blood line price is decently now ?"I ask.

One guy and Asiatic guy named Tao raised his hand,"Sir, it closed an hour ago at $ 277.50 up $ 2.50 from yesterday's close,"He tells me. I reach into my sack and get out out a $ 100 bill and slide it across the table to him. He smiles a big smile as he takes the money and puts it into his shirt pocket.

"That's great ! Thank you for making me find good about my extract of all of you. You work hard for this ship's company and I appreciate all of your hard work,"I tell everyone.

The jaundiced legal pad makes it back around to me. I look at it, someone had taken the meter to add some unbent lines creating tower.

"OK everyone, forefront back to your desk and please do whatever you can to bring whatever you're currently working on to a stopping point. If you can't then let your immediate supervisor know you've been tapped by me for a new and quick task,"I tell the group as I dismiss them.

I head out to Sharon with the yellow sound pad in hand.

"Sharon, my darling, I need you for a couplet of minutes,"I say to her.

She smiles and pulls a death chair from the discharge desk behind her for me to sit in.

"What can I do for you ?"She asks.

"I need you to input all of these citizenry into a spreadsheet and send it to Rob our IT guy in New York. I have him leading a big project. But I also need another 20-25 people that I can trust to work on this project, but things here still need to progress as pattern. Maybe we have some we can hope in another column ?"I ask Sharon.

"Let me crap some phone birdcall and I'll let you know when I have a group for you,"she tells me.

"Hey, try the Tampa group. I have a guy down there that I want to talk to anyways,"I suggest to her.

I let her get back to her work and I push the chair back into the desk behind her.

privy finishes with Anita's tour. They are laughing and joking as if they have known each former for a longsighted time, not just a dyad of hours. I smile thinking that he's really becoming a very mature man.

The relaxation of the day is fairly routine. When the end of the day is near, whoremonger deposits Anita in my office.

"So, how did your hitch go with my protégé ?"I ask.

"John ? Oh, he's delightful and such the gentleman,"she tells me.

"So, how about we go get you a new car ?"I ask.

"Um, but I haven't signed your contract,"she tells me.

"You're going to sign it right ?"I ask.

"Of course of action,"she says.

"Then let 's get you a car now,"I say.

I call Dakota over to me."Darling, Anita and I need a ride to a car dealership,"I tell her. She smiles at me, she knows this act from before.

I look at Anita and say,"What type of car do you need ?"

"Um, am I allowed to get a Ford Flex ?"Anita asks hesitantly.

"Certainly, let's go to the Ford dealership then,"I say to Dakota. However, before I go I head over to Jill's desk to consider a check from the chequebook that is locked in her desk. I write in the comment section"New car for Anita"and put the ledger back under lock and key. I fold the check up and put it in my pocket.

I head to Sharon's desk to secern her that Dakota, Anita, and myself are riding with Dakota to the Ford dealership. I get a diminished peck on the impertinence and a rustle in my ear about how nice it was to be at work after live night. I kiss her back and head to the elevators.

When the door to the elevator open, the lady get on first then me. We ride down stopping twice to let other citizenry on as they apparently are calling it a day as well.

When we get to the sec floor, we get off and produce the crossover to the parking garage. Dakota had a nice select post only steps from the crossover.

When we got to the car, I held Anita's doorway open for her then ran around to restrain Dakota's door open, which got me a deep passionate kiss from Dakota. Anita's eye grew big watching Dakota and me in a lip lock.

"Um, David, aren't you married ?"Anita asks.

"Yes, I am, why ?"I ask knowing the query that is coming before she even asks.

"Well, this beautiful gentlewoman isn't your wife correct ?"she asks.

"Yep, that's right field, she's not,"I say to her.

"No, he's my Daddy !"Dakota added making Anita even more confused.

"pop ?"

"Yeppers, Saint David is the founding father of my baby. His married woman shares him all the time with the woman in our playgroup,"she tells Anita who now looks even more confused with the new information.

"Um, Saint David, I'm lost,"Anita tells me.

"Well, let me see if I can clear things up a bit for you,"I begin.

"Jill, my wife and I have what you might call a swinger's character marriage. We share each early with those we completely trust in our playgroup. Dakota wanted to have a child, but she decided that I had the qualities that she wanted to be the Father. She came to Jill and me and asked if I could get her pregnant. My wife Jill said yes and well nature took its trend and she's pregnant. My married woman Jill is also now pregnant, by me as well,"I tell her.

"What about this Diane lady that I met today that works for Jennifer. She's pregnant as well, is that one yours also ?"Anita asks.

"No, that one belongs to your tour usher John,"I tell her.

She sits mum trying to suck up what we have just told her as Dakota turns into the crossing dealership

"Oh, face at that one. All blue angel. That's beautiful,"She says to me.

"Let's find the raw sales rep and take it for a test parkway,"I tell her.

"Excuse me, who is the new salesperson that is here currently ?"I ask this Nice young lady.

"That would be me. This is my second day here,"she says to us.

"fountainhead, we would like to take that blue Ford Hermann Hueffer Flex for a trial run ride. Here are our licenses,"I tell her as we both hand her our number one wood's licenses.

It takes the salesperson a couple of min before she has the keys to the Flex. We all get in and the sales representative starts it up and forefront down the road. She finds a incline street, gets out and Anita moves over to the number one wood's seat. When the salesperson gets in and buckles up she hands the headstone to Anita.

Anita put the car in campaign and off we go.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself. I'm kitty cream pitcher. And you two are ?"she asks.

"The lady driving is Anita and I'm her boss, Jacques Louis David Greene,"I tell her.

"Um, Jacques Louis David Henry Graham Greene, I know that I've heard that name before. Would I know you from MSNBC ? My husband and I watch that all the time. We're always looking for companies to invest in, although we are teeny tiny investors. We also love Jim Cramer's Mad Money. That man is non-stop !"She says to us.

"Well, you got me. Yes, I'm the CEO of Jaxson, Inc. and this beautiful gentlewoman is my new press secretaire. I also enjoy Jim Cramer. He's a Wildman. I was on his appearance a match of weeks ago and it was fun !"I say to her.

"YOU WERE ? OMG, my married man will flip out,"she says.

Anita pulls into the parking lot of the Ford dealership and smiles. I know what that smile means.

"Kitty, here's how I like to ferment. Dinner will be served in just a brusque while, so what I'm after is your very best ‘ out the threshold'toll that you can move over me. I have no involvement in the wrangle procedure. If you give me a corking price, I will write a check for the entire amount now and we should be out of here in less than an hour,"I tell her.

Kitty gets up and heads straight to her boss the finance managing director. They discuss for about 10 bit. Kitty returns with a filled-out contract. The bottom-line price is $ 30,161. The MSRP for this Flex is $ 33,065 plus all the taxis and tag fees. I ask Anita once again if this is what she absolutely wants, and she tells me yes. I tell Kitty that we will call for the deal. However, there is one bug, since Anita has no car, she has no alive car insurance. I offer to pay for one year of to the full reporting insurance, which makes kitten smile since she was able to ‘ add on'to the sale another $ 3500.

I write out the check for $ 33,661, sign the check and leave it to kitty-cat. Anita is so fretful that she can hardly sit still. In just a few minutes, the cut-rate sale manager comes over to us and introduces himself."Mr. and Mrs. Greene, you're buying a gravid fomite,"he says to us.

"Um, we're not Mr. and Mrs. Anything. I'm Jacques Louis David Greene the one paying for it, and this is my press secretary Anita. We promised her a new car when we hired her and I'm fulfilling the debt instrument,"I tell him.

"Sir, I'm sorry. I heard that you are a rattling somebody according to Kitty. She said she recognized you from her favorite show on MSNBC,"he tells me.

"Well, she did. You have an baffle salesperson there. She didn't heel us, and she didn't try to hard sell us. I certainly will keep this piazza in idea if I have any foster employees that I must buy new vehicles for. Out of curiosity, could there be a near rebate if we were to buy extra vehicles ? I have a duad of others that I think need a new fomite,"I ask of him.

"Absolutely sir. We could probably put you under our fleet program if you were to buy more than THREE vehicles all add together,"he tells me. I like what he's saying. I'm thinking to myself that St. John the Apostle could probably use a motortruck, Bobby and Sammy some sorting of vehicle each and I haven't made up my mind about Danni, Marcus, or Donna.

It dawned on me that I never saw bull's eye Newberg at the billet today. dead reckoning he's not willing to make real money, he just wants to make nickel note and dimes when he could be making thousands of dollars.

The Flex returns from new car get set up. kitty-cat comes out with a folder and all the paperwork neatly inside along with Kitty's business card, one for each of us. The sales manager gave me his card with an business relationship number on the back to begin the process of fleet purchases.

"well, my deary, will you give me a tantalise home or should I call in an Uber ?"I say to her smiling. She just shakes her head.

We get up and I hold the driver's door afford for her. She kisses me on the cheek and gets in and buckles up. I go around to the other side and get in.

She has no idea where I live so I put my address into the vehicle's GPS. She heads off, but of course, it 's now close to 6:45 pm traffic is crappy. Obviously, Anita doesn't know any shortcuts, so we travel very slowly to the Chateau.

When we turn down the private street, I hear the common pant when she sees my home. The gate opens as one of the FBI recognize me. I thank them and Anita pulls the car close to the strawman door."Here you go sir, carlot to front door service, Thank you for the car, it's so grand,"she tells me giving me another kiss on the cheek.

"Would you like to issue forth in and meet the family ?"I ask.

"OH, I don't want to be any trouble,"she says.

"There's no trouble, you might even recognize some of the house,"I say smiling at her. I see her look of confusion once again. I reach over and poke the button that turns the railway locomotive off.

I get out and walk around opening her doorway. She hesitantly gets out. I take her by the deal and lead her into the house. Once inside, she sees privy immediately. She sees both Dakota and Sharon next and of course Diane and Jennifer as well. She is completely floored.

"Um, does everyone that works for you also live with you ?"she asks.

"No, not everyone, but respective do. I have a huge house, as you see, and I like to have the hoi polloi that I trust close by. We're a favorable group. And, as you heard sooner, we tend to share each other,"I say to her. She looks nervous.

"Anita, there's nada here for you to be aflutter about. I'm not trying to recruit you to my playgroup. I'm just introducing you to everyone, that's all that's going on here,"I say to her.

Bobby comes out to me and recite me that he made a boastfully ham with scalloped spud and angelic carrot and a salad with a homemade sauce vinaigrette dressing.

"I expect you to at least stay for dinner party since I ambushed you this morning,"I tell her. She shrugs her shoulder before St. John and Diane remove her by the hand into the kitchen to fill her a home plate with food.

Jill, Dakota, and Amy all come over to me and kiss me, each one on the brim. I give each one a hug and a power play on the ass causing Dakota and Amy to squeal a bit.

Once a plate of food is made for Anita, she is directed to the dining tabular array where she finds a seat about the middle. John sits on one side of her and Sharon sits on the other side. They all begin talking as if they've been supporter for years.

"Hey, where are Mom and Fred ?"I ask.

"fountainhead to your bedchamber,"Jennifer tells me.

I head down the hall only to find Mom on a play bed by herself Fred nowhere in sight.

I walk over to Mom."Hey, fancy meeting you in here. Where's Fred ?"I ask her.

"Sleeping in my bedroom. I done wore his ass out,"she says smiling to me.

"And I'm guessing you have titillating intentions for me ?"I say smiling.

"Of trend, I do sexy,"she says.

I lean down and get down to osculate her. She pulls me into the bed. I roll her on her back and begin to lap at her womanhood. While she is an Old lady, she still has a rattling dead body. I taste her woman juice as she begins to moan and wrestle as I am licking and sucking on her pussy and clit.

Mom puts her hands on my capitulum and pushing my face further into her wetness. I lap up all that I can get into my sass. I feel her wetness growing exponentially.

"OH GAWD DAVID, THAT smell SO WONDERFUL,"Mom says to me.

After just a few bit I feel her blast my face with a steady stream of peeress succus. She is now moaning loudly. She keeps pushing my face into her womanhood as hard as she can. I begin to nibble on her clit which makes her jump.

I surprise her by sliding two fingers into her cunt. She jumps again, not expecting this. I thrust the two fingers in and out of her. She keeps getting wetter as the poke of my fingers continue.

"piece of ass me, David,"she says in my ear.

I withdraw my manus, unbuckle my gasp and let them fall to the flooring. I take off my shirt and my Boxer and am now fully naked, just as raw as she is.

I slide myself between her depart leg. I job myself up with her beloved gob and gently thrust myself into her. We begin thrusting in unison. I feel my peter passing her neck. I increase my poking and she increases her volume of moaning and thrusting back at me.

I lift her branch up over my shoulders to get better penetration. Now, I begin to increase my thrusting into her. She is now talking gibberish as I'm thrusting with both stop number and force-out into her cunt.

"OH GAWD DAVID, I'M CUMMING, OH MY GAWD, I'M CUMMING SO red cent HARD,"she says to me as I feel her wetness coat my stopcock, glob, and pelvis.

I continue to have it away her.

She cums a arcsecond clock time,"OH HOLY HELL, St. David I'M CUMMING AGAIN. WHAT THE HELL DO YOU DO TO ME TO MAKE ME CUM THIS HARD ?"she asks me before she rolls into orgasm phone number three.

"OH, MY GAWD, HERE I CUM AGAIN,"she says as her heart pealing to the cover of her brain and her soundbox just keeps spasming over and over on my cock.

Finally, after three big orgasms, I feel my own coming. Something catches my eye just as I'm about to cum. I see Dakota holding Anita's handwriting and they both are standing in my room access smiling. I hear Dakota say,"See, I told you so,"making Anita smile even more.

"OH, GAWD MOM, HERE I CUM,"I say as I shoot rope after rope into her wonderful pussy. It takes me a couple of minutes to call for myself. As I do, Dakota brings Anita over to me and tells me that once I have recovered, she wants Anita to get a turn. I just smile, guess Sharon was right after all.

I roll off Mom. Dakota takes Anita over to the other play bed and playfully pushes her onto the bed. I get up and walk over to Anita and ask,"Are you certainly. I'm not trying to force anything on you, besides what goes on here is just for us. It has nothing to do with your job,"

"Shut up and just fuck me, political boss,"she says smiling the unanimous sentence. I begin to slide down to begin lapping at her womanhood, but she blocks me and tells me she just wants to be fucked.

I change positions and put my stopcock at the incoming to her womanhood. I slowly slide in inch by inch allowing her soundbox to adjust to my size. Almost immediately, she begins to groan and spasm underneath me. I put her ankle on my berm and start to thrust myself into her repeatedly. She begins to tell me to love her harder and harder. I keep increasing my jab until I reach Sasha-mode. She is writhing and thrusting into me as hard as she can. I lean down and kiss her passionately. She slips my tongue into my mouthpiece.

I feel her dentition gently grab my derriere lip.

"OH GAWD, piece of tail, I'VE NEVER HAD SEX WITH MY BOSS, THIS IS SO screw AWESOME,"she says to me as she orgasms.

I keep fucking her hard and she rolls into orgasm number two,"nooky ME. HOLY HELL, THIS IS AMAZING,"as she spasms underneath me again.

I feel my own organic structure begin to brand its own orgasm."favourite, should I draw in out ?"I ask.

"No, I can't have infant anymore, so cum all you want in me,"she says almost out of breath.

I feel my coming moments away,"OH Scheol, ANITA YOU FEEL SO piece of tail goodness,"I say to her.

We both kiss as I thrust all I have into her. It feels as if I'm shooting a gallon of man juice into her. After I finish my orgasm, she kisses me passionately and puts her arms around me and pulls me in tightly to her.

We lay in each other's arms for quite a piece. Finally, she gets up and heads into the bath to clean up. I hear her say,"Oh my goodness, this is the expectant lavatory that I've ever seen,"I just smile and get up to join her in the cascade where we have another round of sex albeit a bit less emphatic this time as we needed to be careful not to slew and fall in the shower.

When we were done, we dried each other off and headed back into the bedroom where I found Sharon waiting for me. I just smiled as Anita left the bedroom, which I thought she was probably heading to her new car to push back home.

Sharon pulls me to a period of play bed and says,"I just knew you wouldn't'be able to keep your hands off of her,"she says smiling at me before she pushes me on my back and climb me for some swell sex.

sprightliness for me has been great since I became a chauffeur with Jill that night.

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