At first, I thought about being cordial and explaining my position, but anal then my instincts took over. I replied that I didn’t need his permission since he reports to me, not the other way around. I continued to tell him that he should be careful as there are lots of high-quality people who could replace him, should he choose to leave our employ. Just to be an ass, I signed the email “Respectfully, your boss…. David Greene, Director of Operations Jaxson Inc.” I smiled as I hit send with return receipt requested. This way he couldn’t say that he ‘just got’ the email. I also blind copied the two HR people, one with Jaxson Inc. the other the regional HR for the restaurant group. I said to myself, “Take that you piss-ant,” smiling the whole time. Looking over the humongous list, I saw many emails that were just read-only ones that had copied me on various topics. For the first time, I saw one from one of the horse tracks that we now owned. I had forgotten about those money-makers. I opened the one that was titled “HELP”. I was worried at first thinking that this may be one of those spam emails, but it wasn’t.As I read the email, it was from a Ted Willis, Director of Operations at Tampa Bay Downs. His email eluded to issues that they were having with the gaming commission in the State of Florida. The email explained that one of their dealers had put together a small group of people who worked as a ring in their cardroom. They would work the tables moving their way to the final table. The dealer, who was a key part of the ring, was dirty-dealing ensuring that the others in the ring were getting all the good cards. What tipped the gaming Brunette commission off was a professional poker player from Las Vegas and Atlantic City recognized the shady ways of the dealer. He first complained to management, who basically did nothing. He contacted the senior management of the track, who also did nothing feeling that this anus was just the grumblings of someone who lost big cock their money. It continued telling that this guy then filed a grievance with the State of Florida’s gaming commission. That prompted them to take all the surveillance video for the past 6 months. Now, normally that wouldn’t be a problem, however, there were several court cases coming up in the next couple of weeks and without the surveillance, the cases would be dismissed, and they would be open to civil lawsuits. What he was asking for amounted to legal help since we now owned that track and several others. He gave me his contact information at the bottom of the email. I read the email a second time just to make sure I understood all the salient details. I put the information down on my notepad, along with Mr. Willis contact information. He did invite me if we were ever in Tampa Bay to visit him and the track as it is one of the oldest in Florida and a quite beautiful park, while not Churchill Downs nor a few of the other storied parks, it was a high-quality park with a storied history none the less. I made some notes about calling the legal team in Florida as well as call the State of Florida gaming commission. My first instinct was to request that the video be duplicated, and the originals be returned, however, I wasn’t sure if that was even possible. Of course, my second thought was about if they even had a warrant to take the video and why wasn’t legal already involved? I sent Mr. Willis a reply email telling him that I would be contacting him later buttfuck today. I began reading many of the ‘read-only’ emails to be able to discard them. I glanced at the clock on the microwave. It read 5:55am. I figure that I would contact Mr. Willis about 9am our time, which would be about noon Tampa time. I did respond to a few of the emails saying ‘thank you’ for the information, just to let them know that I had read the email that they had sent I saw another email from one of the trucking managers. He said that most of the tires that were ordered from BF Goodrich was delivered and they were a big hit as several trucks across the US were making the switch. FUCK! With just the tip of my cock in her mouth Sarah was applying pressure with her tongue while stroked the rest of my throbbing erection between her thumb and forefinger. “Master, you are mean. Damn, I was getting close… "Yes, Miss Carrie," Julie answered as she turned and went to her room to retrieve her shoes and get them their drinks. After Susanna's father, the soft tongue felt wonderful. I promise you that. "I'm stressed. She gasped with an all-consuming pleasure to feel his awful jaws close softly on her neck. 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