“Well, not good. The first two choices have been taken already. We don’t like another place anywhere near as much as choices one and two,” Raul tells me. “Jennifer, did you know about this?” I ask. “No boss, I didn’t. I will get back in touch and work with them to find and secure a different location,” she says to me obviously a bit embarrassed. “Raul, what would you think about building a new version of this place, not take some other place and just make it work. Design a new restaurant, complete with a larger and more organized kitchen. Do you think your boss would agree to that?” I ask him already knowing the answer. “Yes, and Yes,” he says to me. “Yes, you think your boss would like to design and build a new version of this place and Yes, you will accept my grandpa offer?” I say. I reach my hand out and we shake on the deal. He wants us to japanese stay for lunch since they open their doors in 5 minutes. I politely declined telling him that we are heading to Atlanta next. He begins to tell me the secrets about Tampa International Airport and how easy it is to navigate the main terminal. I let him know that I fly in the corporate jet, but I would like to bring him and his now former boss out to the Chateau one weekend. He accepts and we say our goodbyes. As we are leaving the restaurant, I hear a large and loud ‘WHOOPEE’ coming from him in the kitchen. It makes me smile as we get into the limo. I tell our chauffeur that it’s back to the airport to the jet. As we travel towards the airport, both Dakota and Jennifer are on the phone. Ronda just laid her head on my shoulder again. Dakota was calling the pilot to let him know we were on the way to the jet to head to Atlanta. Jennifer was on the phone with Diane. She was asking for all the emails to be pulled for this Tampa restaurant location and any other correspondence regarding the new sites. Traffic was much busier from our trip this morning from Village Inn. We didn’t move very well as we just seemed to hit red light after red light. While we were sitting at a red light, I daughter called Captain Perez. “This is Perez,” I get when he answers the phone. “Hey Captain, it’s David Greene,” So, I am going to grab my wallet and be downstairs as soon as possible’’ I run upstairs and notice Mark looking at me… Secretly Mark is not looking at me, oh no, he is looking at my butt.I walk into my room and look around, searching for my wallet… I shook my head and struggled as I stood up and stepped over her. Joe and the stag took her out to Joes car and the stag took her in the back with him, on the way he kept kissing and fingering her until they arrived at the pub diner. I nodded and moved in front of Nate. “No Ma’am. No not at this time as my work keeps me busy so it has been a year since I went on a date. “Indeed you will,” the King insisted, “Or I shall withdraw your allowance.” I wasn’t too quiet when John pumped his cum into daughter me. When we got out of the cab, the drivers smile told me that he liked the entertainment and I gave him a hug and quick kiss as John gave him a fifty dollar bill. She scrabbled in vain at her cheeks to try and remove the chains, which had slowly tightened until the ball rested between her teeth, her tongue pushed into the back of her mouth. “And your root beer?” I quickly spun around so my grandpa He always loved me. She threw looks over her shoulder, green eyes smoldering. I sat on the chair as my hubby switched through the channels of the TV finding many explicit porn films and stopping at japanese one of a girl in the middle of a gang bang. “Well, I guess that sounds like hentai.” He told her.