Chapter 29

Yep, I pretty much had done it now. Not only did I tell them about Diane, but also Ginny and Kristi. Maybe there was a discount on deliveries if enough of them were pregnant?

At this rate we might need more ‘helpers’, I kept saying we, maybe it was not meant to be a ‘we’. Maybe another country had pretty girls, rated at 10 or greater named ‘Raul’, then again maybe not. Diane seemed adamant about the names though. Without that restriction, a Kelly, Mira, June, July, April, Heather, Mollie, Kiki and maybe a Bella would have been next. It was going to be a surprise to them, now all that planning was for naught; unless ... wait a sec, yes that would work. A name change, huh. Man, and here I was worried about something so easily fixed.

While I had solved that little problem, like in real life the cretins were not about to leave alone those things they could not control. This round they had back-up. Well they thought they had us, however close only counts in horseshoes and hand extremities or something like that.

It seems our new fuel sources, hydrogen especially, shook up one or two folks in Detwa; Washington also jumped in saying the use of water is just not possible. They just had to step in because our new fuel options had to be some sort of scam, (Per those ‘Experts’ in Detwa) if we sold any, especially to some heretofore unmentioned Mid-East clients we would be in non-compliance with their future investigation.

I went to call Monica, James and Howard. “As my almost last, un-official act, which is subject to change as I wish. You all are fired, take all those worthless ideas and, and, well start billing us and do what I told you. Here is a 100 year contract for everything you ever did and will do in the future, Patent them, if the US delays you, patent in Europe, and even Asia, the PDR in China will help.”

I told them what was happening and showed the two ‘cease and desist’ orders we had received.

“Unfortunately, I just don’t know what they are talking about; ‘we’ aren’t developing anything like that, are ‘we’? We don’t even sell cars in the US”

Somebody would be spending a lot of money, and looking mighty foolish. We never intended to compete in the US market. US patents were not especially useful in Europe and almost worthless in Africa, China and the Mid-East. My, my, my. It would be fun when and if we ever went to court, like in 5 or 10 years.

Just to make things interesting we sold the car company to Daimler, Erica and Didier already bought PB and J, so...

I wondered just how Washington was going to affect a company owned in Germany and sold no cars in the US. I guess they could penalize MB but then again what would those wonderful politicians ride in.

The wheels were already in motion when I offered Monica another possible solution to a problem I foresaw. I arranged for Didier (Dieter) and Erika to buy whatever Monica, James and Howard would invent, patent or otherwise develop under a ‘right to use’ agreement, giving them cash, development facilities and research capability outside the USA thus out of reach of Detwa and those politicians.

The PRC uped the ante by agreeing to license from Daimler the things Monica’s team offered. I found myself unable to refer to them any other way than Monica’s team. It was like a game of chess now, or was that ‘Go’ or, no something else the Chinese insisted they invented, anyway, it was move, counter move and I hoped we were ahead of our opponent on this.

I had my own problems now to consider. Finding a place where ‘Raul’ was a girls name and there were a lot of 10’s, names for our sons and daughters and a place they did not mind a man having a few wives. Oh the things a man has to do.

Life was never simple, while Diane, Kristi and Ginny were being a bit vocal about hating men named Paul, the state of our house and wishing for me to go through what they were going through I merely told them I had my own vital things to consider now. You try finding 10’s that are female and named Raul.

I was having a Devil of a time with that. Finding a place friendly to a few diversions for a man was easy if I was willing to share with the chief. In a pigs eye to that thought.