I thought maybe we could get together for that beer and cigar that you suggested,” when the words cigar left my mouth all three ladies pinched their noses and shook their heads no. I just laughed under my breath. “Would you be open to meeting for dinner and then heading over to a nice cigar bar that I like?” He asks. “Since you’re picking the cigar bar, how about dinner at Charlie Palmer’s?” I ask. “Mr. Greene, that’s really expensive,” he replies. “Well, my treat. You’ve seen my house, I think that I can afford it,” I say laughing a bit. “You do realize that when someone offers me a free steak dinner it’s like waving a red sheet in front of a bull, don’t you?” He asks me with a bit of laughter in his voice as well. “I’m visiting the new building and I’ve been trying to reach out to my Senator Kamala Harris,” I tell him. “Oh, you’ll really like Senator Harris. She’s smart, she’s beautiful, and she’s tough as nails. Did you know she was a district prosecutor in California before she went into politics?” he asked. “Yes, that’s why I wanted to just see her for a few minutes since I’m in town. Of course, I have to take a look at that building that I bought and make notes on how to fix the issues you pointed out,” I tell him. “David, you have my phone number, call me at some point and we will discuss dinner plans. Sound good to you?” “Sounds perfect, I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” I said to him just as the limo was finally at our jet. We all got out and I gave the driver another three $100 bills, which he took and put in his pocket. I reminded him to call Paula, which he said he would do today. As everyone took a seat, again Ronda was asian sitting close to me. Dakota took up a seat on one of the reclining chairs. Jennifer was back in the same position with her legs draped over the arm of the loveseat. The flight from Tampa only takes an hour so it felt quick. As we touched down, the jet had to wait in line as Atlanta is Delta’s main hub and thus, they rule the airport. Although it only was about 10 minutes, it seemed as if it was an hour waiting party for japanese fetish the larger commercial aircraft to come and go from the various gates. Our pilot was directed to one of the distant fingers as Atlanta is set up much like a comb. One main spine and several teeth that jut out. We were parked in the very last spot available on that finger. We ended up between two Learjet. I thought that our newer Gulfstream looks much classier. japan CHAPTER 3 We had to wait another 15 minutes as the limo driver had issues getting to our gate. I’m not sure who our pilot spoke to, but they suggested going inside the terminal and taking their ground transportation. I just laughed out loud, apparently, they are not used to dealing with top end people, or maybe our pilot just spoke to an idiot. The chauffeur turned out to be a beautiful blonde lady. In my head, I was guessing about 23. Ronda whispered in my ear, “Down boy. You don’t need to do any recruiting here. You have plenty of willing pussy right here riding with you and if I get my way, riding you period,” she says smiling the whole time. Jennifer had to give the chauffeur the address of the building that we were thinking of buying. With the cock in her mouth effectively gagging her, Mindy could only protest with a deep throated groan and gurgling noise. But I can't be weak right now.” We'd stayed in one place all week, renting party a asian room from a quiet boarding house near the University, a large room with a huge bed. “Err… you’re welcome?” With her other arm she threw the covers off of us and went to work on me. Jack then took her in the house fetish and gave her a meal and some drinks. 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