Chapter 9

Dakota sits up first.

“Dakota you get no coffee until you are ready to go. We have less than an hour before the car is here.” I tell her as she reluctantly moves her beautiful little ass out of bed and into the bathroom.

I walk over to Amy who has not moved yet. I shake her, not hard, but enough to really wake her. “WHAT?” She barks at me.

“Time to get up beautiful.”

She groans. Objecting to the idea of being awake and starting the day.

Amy kind of sleepwalks towards the bathroom. When she opens the door, I see a waft of steam roll out. She heads in and joins Dakota in the shower. I just smile thinking about Thursday nights potential for playtime.

I head back down to the dining room remembering that I need a couple of pens to go with me.

Dakota gets to the kitchen first. She’s dressed in short blue jean shorts, a comfy tee shirt and her favorite pair of leather bottom sandals.

Amy arrives only a couple of minutes later. She’s dressed as well, but she has a pair of dress shorts, a cute top, and she’s wearing her sneakers with no socks. Yet, her hair is in that towel wrap that women wear. Dakota goes back to the bathroom to get a hair dryer. I check the clock on the microwave. It reads 7:02am.

Dakota arrives back in the kitchen with a hair dryer, a brush, and a comb. All of which Amy thanks her for and gives her a quick kiss. Thankfully, Amy’s hair is relatively short. It doesn’t take long for the hair dryer, the comb, and the brush to do their magic.

I see Fred pull up to the house. It dawns on me that maybe the two gals should take Dakota’s BMW. I tell the girls my new plan only to get an eye roll from both of them.

I head out to the car. Fred closes the door behind me and off we go.

During the drive I put a call into Tina.

“Good morning my ebony beauty!” I say to her.

“Hi Daddy! Did Roger call you about me moving in with him?” she asks in a happy voice.

“Yes, he did my dear. However, I’m calling you because I need your help. Jill is still in the hospital, but I have a million things to get done. Could I entice you to come help me?” I ask hoping she will help.

“Of course, Daddy! Where do you need me ... in what position? Bent over like Roger had me do last night.” She says giggling. It certainly was nice to hear her happy again.

“I’ll text you the address, put it in your GPS on your phone and meet me as soon as you can.” I say to her before hanging up.

Fred stayed on the surface streets saying that this would be faster than using the interstate.

He’s right. We arrive at the Commune at 8:40, clearly enough time to look over some work info on the laptop before service people start arriving.

I get out telling Fred that I won’t be needing him any further today. He thanks me and heads off. I curse myself for not giving him a tip.

Going inside, I figure out a way to do some work with no furniture. I head out to one of the pools and carry in this small table and drag a lounger into the house. I put everything close to a wall plug so I can keep my laptop and cell phone charged.

And, so it began. ADT was the first to arrive. I gave the service guy directions about where to put keypads, cameras, along with my ideas about alarm codes. Just as we finished our discussion, the Spectrum people arrive, followed momentarily by the Locksmith.

I told Spectrum that I wanted the very best hi-speed internet service as well as their entire TV package available in every room of the house, including the two pool houses. The three people began their assault on the house.

The locksmith guy was a good-looking guy who was physically fit. I noticed a tattoo on his arm. We chatted about it for a couple of moments before he admitted that he spent 4 years as a Marine serving two tours in Iraq. I thanked him immediately for his service to our Great Nation. I told him about my years in the restaurant business. I remembered that they used to use a lock and key system that allowed for a ‘master’ key that would open any door, but similar other keys that would only open specific doors thus keeping people out of where you didn’t want them to be. He knew exactly what I was talking about. I gave him general ideas on where to put specific locks, including both pool houses.

I called a flower shop that I knew of from my restaurant days. I ordered flowers for Jill, for Dakota, for Diane, for Amy, for Dr. Ronda, for Tina and even Jennifer. I made each one to be as large and gaudy as possible.

I opened my laptop and pulled up Lowe’s Home Improvement store to check out their pricing on appliances. I selected two sets of front-loading washer/dryers, two huge fridges with ice/water in the door, two dishwashers, a trash compactor, and a shop vac. I selected two stove/oven combinations that use gas instead of electric. I also ordered three microwaves. I put all of this on my own AMEX and set up delivery for Wednesday.

From there, I called the office only to speak to a frazzled HR person who had several new hires to process including Kim and Kay, Mark Newberg’s twin nieces. In addition, Roger had 5 new people plus the two Coast Guard guys.

Dakota and Amy arrived first. Just as they were coming through the door the ADT guy called for me. He was very concerned about my guests in the pool house as one of them apparently answered the door nude. I laughed and just said, “Actresses eh?” Which made him shake his head and walk away talking to himself.

I gave each of the gals a kiss. They had brought me a small jug of pineapple juice, which made me smile.

I gave Dakota directions to go get about $10,000 in hundreds and fifties for the fire box. I teased both ladies for stopping at Starbucks for coffee. I hand Dakota the FBI check and ask her to deposit it as well as make several copies of it to be framed. I wanted both ladies to travel together since they will be carrying a large amount of cash.

Just as they were about to leave Tina arrived. When the three ladies saw each other, the house echoed with their squeals of delight.

I went back to the laptop looking at the Jaxson’s Inc. stock. As I thought would happen, the stock was up nearly 4% already. I looked at the financial information that Jill had sent me. As I was putting together an email, my phone buzzed. It was Jennifer.

“I called my contact at Kraft letting them know we were interested in the LA building and we’re preparing an offer.” Jennifer says to me.

“They responded much more favorably than I had anticipated. They tell me that they have FIVE buildings they want to divest themselves of. They are: Atlanta, DC, Madison, Tampa, and of course LA. I asked them what pricing were they looking for. Guess what price they gave me? $165 million for the whole package. What do you want me to do?” Jennifer asks.

“Make the deal. However, they pay all transfer costs, lawyer fees, and underwriting fees. I would like the closing to be here in LA. We want ALL information about each building, all tax records, all maintenance records, all tenant leases, and any and all staff that are tied to the buildings as well as a list of all vendors along with their contracts. How soon do you think they could be ready to close? I feel the sooner the better.” I say to Jennifer.

She tells me that she will have to get back to me later with an answer.

“How’s my gal Diane doing today?” I ask.

“It depends on whom you want to answer that question. If you ask Jennifer, she’d tell you that Diane is hoping the baby is John’s. If you were to ask Sindee, she’d tell you that Diane is secretly hoping you are the Daddy.” Jennifer tells me seductively.

I call John asking for his help. He agrees and says he’ll be over shortly.

My next call is to the corporate attorneys. That call took way longer than I anticipated.

I call Carrabba’s speaking to their catering manager. He gives me a price about the catering that I want to have for the FBI. He also gives me a timetable, at least 48 hours in advance due to the tremendous amount of food that I am requesting.

I realize that I’m starving as I skipped breakfast, and it was now just past noon. I summoned Tina.

“Yes Daddy, what can I do for you?” She says with that smile I saw the very first day I met her.

“I’m starving. Will you go pick me up a sandwich from Jimmy John’s? Also, text Dakota and ask what they want and be sure to order yourself something as well. Also, when you go get the food, please get me one of those accordion file folders, three frames, a box of blue ink pens, and several yellow legal pads. Also, will you pick me up something to drink?” I ask.

I tell her the sandwich that I want. She walks away texting Amy and Dakota about lunch.

I text Dakota to have security put the money in the trunk of the car and head back here to have lunch before going to the house with the money.

There’s a knock at the back-glass door. It’s Belinda. Again, I marvel at her huge chest waving her into the house.

“Why Hello Darling!” I say trying to be cute.

“Um, I have a favor to ask.” She says in a serious tone.

“What can I do for you?” I ask.

“Find me a job.” She says to me.

I’m stunned. I thought she was the ‘best blower’ in the business.

“Why are you asking me? The twins seem to think you are the best in the business.”

“Mostly because you were so nice to the C&C twins. You didn’t want, nor expect sex from them. I’m the best in our industry because I am competitive. However, I tried sending out resumes and the phone interview goes well, that is until they see me in person and their whole attitude changes to just wanting to have sex with me.” She says with her heart in her eyes.

“I’m guessing you would like to get off your knees” I say smiling to her.

“Yes, sir.”

“Well then, what can you do?”

“I’m not sure. I made the mistake of moving out from my Mother when I was 16. I finished high school, but then fell in with the wrong crowd. Desperate for money, I began dancing and with the assets that I have I was approached all the time about doing porn. I finally gave in when I met Allison. She’s a beautiful person.” Belinda says to me.

“OK, that tells me a lot about how you got here and how Allison might be a beautiful person, but what can you do? Can you drive a limo? Can you sing? Can you be a customer service person in a call center? Have you tried to advance your education, now that you are a responsible adult?” I ask.

“I can’t sing. I love to drive but have never driven a limo. I’m good on the phones but I can’t really sell anything. I have a driver’s license, but in my financial position I can’t afford a car. If you can help me get out of this industry, I’ll pretty much do whatever you ask of me.” She says.

“Why don’t we start with the call center. The customer service people basically take reservations for the other businesses that my company owns. We have a call center in Pasadena. I will call the Director of the Call Center and tell her that I’m sending you to see her about a job. Same rules apply though, you’ll be on a 90-day probation. Do you have any issues with that so far?” I ask.

“No sir. No problems.”

“I’m sure you have a cell phone. Let me have your number and I’ll text you the address of the call center along with our Directors name.” I tell her.

In my head, I just created a huge problem for Diane. I’ll need to think on how to solve that one.

Belinda gave me her cell number and while she was standing in front of me, I text her the address and Donna’s name. I schedule her to visit Donna before 11am. She thanks me again making promises about future rewards. In my head I begin to think that maybe the C&C twins and Belinda would be good additions to the play group.

I put a call into Jill.

“Hey darling.” I say.

“How goes the new place?”

“WOW! A lot more to do than I anticipated. But I called in some troops to help. Tina is here, Dakota and Amy are here, and I asked John to come over and help. He’s on the way.” I explain.

“Tina’s there? How is she doing?”

“Well apparently Roger is good for her. She’s got the smile back from when we first met and dated. It’s a nice thing to see again.”

“Mr. Greene ... Mr. Greene may I speak to you for a moment?” one of the servicemen says to me.

“Hun, I’ve got to go. Someone needs to speak to me.”

I turn to see it’s the Spectrum guys.

“What can I do for you?” I ask.

“Sir, we came across a room with a red door that is locked that we can’t get into. Also, we have found two rooms that appear to be serious gaming rooms. We want to know how good you want the gaming experience to be?” One of them asks.

“The red door is to remain locked. No TV will be needed in that room. However, you say there are two gaming rooms? I know of one on the second floor, but where is the other?”

“This floor, next to the garage entrance. We would like to know how you want us to approach these two rooms.”

“Um, can you show me where the gaming room is down here?”

“You don’t know where things are in your own home?” The younger serviceman asks.

“I just bought the home. Because of its size and the lack of blueprints available when I put in an offer, I had to go by gut instinct. Now, please show me this room.”

I follow the two men through the maze of hallways to a large state-of-the-art gaming room. This one was clearly better than the one upstairs. Two 95” flat screen TVs, a 15-speaker Bose sound system, a master controller for turning things on and off or changing sources, a full kitchen, a small ice machine, a dozen stylized gaming chairs. I think to myself, the heck with John, I’ll never get Jill out of here. She’ll be playing that game World of Warcraft until either her hands stop working or she passes out from exhaustion.

“Guys, here’s what I want. This to become a legendary gaming room. I want the highest speed internet access available constantly 24-7, I want everything wired into this control panel. I would like wi-fi accessibility, so the two gaming rooms can be linked together for contest weekends. And, I would like compensation from your company if I lose connection for more than 15 minutes.” I explain.

“Sir, we are not authorized...” the young one begins to explain.

“Then go up the ladder at your company till you reach someone that is able to make this kind of deal.” I tell them firmly but nicely.

“Yes sir, we’ll get right on that.” The older one says.

I hear John calling for me. I go back to the living room to see him standing at the glass doors peering outside. Without even looking, I somehow know the C&C twins and Belinda are out there sunning themselves.

John is just standing, staring.

I look over to the pool area. All three ladies have swimsuits on, which makes me happy. Belinda sees us and waves. John waves back, even though I suspect the wave was intended for me.

“John here’s what I need from you. Do a complete walk of the house all three floors. Go into each room, look around, write down what type of room you think it should be. Bedroom, game room, library, office, things like that. Then take this tape and tape the paper to the door of the room. Also, write down in one long list, the types of rooms you find. This house is so huge I need some help finding things. Can you do this for me? It would be a big help. Plus, I ordered you lunch, subs from Jimmy John’s.” I say to my protégé.

“I already know that. Tina texted me and asked what sub I wanted.” He said smiling.

Dakota and Amy get to the house first. I direct them to park the car in the garage. Dakota reminds me that they don’t have a door opener for the garage. I summon John to manually open the door for the ladies.

I head out to see the C&C twins asking them how many garage remotes they have. Three they tell me. I ask for one of them. Corey gets up and retrieves it for me. I thank them and head back inside.

I call for the locksmith. I ask him if he does garage doors. He tells me he doesn’t, but he recommends a company that did his own garage door at his home. He gives me the contact information. I also inquire about putting a completely different lock on the room with the red door and giving me 4 red keys for that door. He wanted to know what I wanted to do about the room with the black door and the doors on the two pool houses.

He took me to the room with the black door. I opened it. Inside was a large regulation size pool table covered in a blue slate complete with a hanging beer logo lamp and three different sets of pool balls, one of them clear. Along one wall is the stick rack complete with a dozen nice looking sticks. There is also two old style video games Ms. Pac-Man and Galaxia. I’m really beginning to like this house more and more.

I tell the guy to key the pool houses separately, but still available for my master key to work. He knows just how to approach the houses from my direction.

Walking back to the living room, the locksmith makes a comment about all the beautiful scenery sunning themselves by the pool.

“What are you saying Marine? You’d like to do one of my tenants?” I say smiling.