I wanted to get up and head towards the hospital, but Jill kept me grounded telling me to just stay here at the house until he tells me that he needs me down at the hospital. Jill went to our office and brought down an enormous amount of paperwork. She decided that we could begin on the stock project. She had a long list of names that needed to be sent to an accounting firm such as Charles Schwab or the such. As we were sorting stock to be in piles to be sent to all the financial institutions for all the people that they hold the stock. We started first by sorting into piles for each of the companies that held stock for individuals. I was surprised at how many institutions held stock for people. Jill had us working on the domestic ones first. She told us that there are many international financial institutions that we will japanese be working on later. I was thinking more of a ‘thank goodness’ eating those fried egg sandwiches as the time flew by. We worked all morning and into an early afternoon before Sammy interrupted us by offering us grilled cheese sandwiches with tomato soup for lunch. When we stopped for the soup fuck and sandwiches, there seemed to be a collective sigh of relief. I checked my phone but there was nothing from John. As we all were eating the delicious soup and grilled cheese sandwiches, I tested Ronda hoping that she would respond. It oriental wasn’t but 10 minutes or so, but Ronda responded that Diane was severely dehydrated once again, and she needs at least 4-5 bags of fluid to get her and the baby back to safe levels. I thanked her and ended the text. I looked around at my family. All the beautiful women that reside exotic with me. Sharon who runs the Hawk for me. Jennifer who handles the real estate division. Something about having Tina home just felt right. Paula running the two limo companies. Donna working the reservation call center. As I was finishing my soup, my phone buzzed. It was John updating me on Diane. The text read: They admitted Diane. They’re worried about how dehydrated she was. They have started an IV and have a bag of fluids attached to it. He asks me if it is OK for him to stay at the hospital. I texted him back that he needs to be there watching over and taking care of Diane. No need to ask me if it is OK for him to stay at the hospital. I didn’t get a response from him. CHAPTER 2 We asian spent the rest of the day working on Jill’s stock project. Funny, actually they don’t. I’m always on a pedestal. The next days that passed by was like paradise for me. I get to have sex with Diana everyday. She pulls her indecently short skirt up and fingers herself. Anyone saw any enjoyment on his face, they took that as an invitation to ruin it. She will let you know when you have it right.” I said. The fierce look of determination, gave him pause. "It appears that you are a very busy godling after all." She fuck couldn't know what just happened. I did so and May’s pussy felt as though it was on fire but as my pubic hairs ground against May’s the heat started to subside a little. One male head turned and looked at Daisy and me, then back to the oriental pussy. It was nice getting reacquainted, and getting to know, my extended exotic family. As we were talking and going over each problem her would point to things circle questions, all moving the paper closer to him, making my sit up more and more. I snorkeled in that wonderful flesh. Week commencing December 7 I’m already semi-erect as she takes me in hand. At the end of a connecting hallway they passed through a door into an area totally separate from the main slaughterhouse processing line. “You need some?” Beth asked Mommy. They had talked a little japanese more than neighbors normally did and Dennis might even go as far to say that they were friends. Without thinking, I moved one of my hands of her ass cheek and pushed a finger into her pussy. As a scream of surprise rang out, I asian quickly realized that books don’t walk, and someone was carrying them. “Boss, I’m having more fun in the past couple of days than the whole time I dated my ‘boss’ from the car dealership. The Indian man leans over the table.