Techno CultivatorChapter 28 Trials and Tribulations
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September, 1985, Chicago, Illinois
On Tuesday, the 24th, Cindi, Julia, and I headed to Midway for our flight to St. Louis. This was a one-day trip - a flight down in the morning, a meeting in the afternoon, and then a flight back in the evening. I had on my charcoal gray suit and the girls had on nice dresses. We had brought along a copy of our inventory system, as well as the estimation software, and a newly-produced beta copy of our client management software. Julia had also brought along sample copies of our documentation, an organizational chart, and a financial report that Elyse had prepared.
“Doctor Lambert suggested we bring all of these things,” Julia said when I questioned her. “We’re small and new, so they need reassurance that we’re a going concern and that we can actually do what they’re asking.”
I felt it was a good idea to review all of the details from the beginning so that there were no mistakes.
“Let’s make sure we’re all on the same page, and all of us can answer any questions we’re asked. I know this is review, but I’m going to ask anyway. What system are they using?” I asked.
“Prime Information. They have a Model 9750 for production and a Model 2550 for development.”
“How are we going to do this from Chicago? Modem?” I asked.
“That would get pretty expensive. They’re on the X .25 network, so if we get the deal, we’ll dial-in to the University of Chicago X .25 node, courtesy of Doctor Lambert. That would let us connect to Purina Mills’ systems. We can get an unlimited call package from Ameritech for the modem lines. We’ll need an additional phone line for that. The other thing we can do is prototype it on the PC with Revelation, which is really close to Prime Information and runs on the PC. Then it would just be a matter of a port.”
“That sounds good. We have to thank Doctor Lambert for this! I think when the time comes to add Doctor Bauer to the board, we drop Doctor Dalton and keep Doctor Lambert.”
“I’d say so,” Julia said.
While we were on the plane, Julia went over the presentation with Cindi and me one last time. The numbers that Elyse had put together were mind boggling, but it made sense given the scope of what we were promising to do, and the fact that we’d need at least one more full-time programmer. We’d looked at the office and decided we could just fit one more person in there with Dave, Dany, Julia, and me there full time. If we hired two people, we’d have real difficulties and we didn’t want to contemplate renting space at this point if we didn’t have to. We discussed that once we’d finished going over the presentation.
“I was thinking that we could move you and Dany to your office. You’d have to give up the couch along the wall, but then there would be room for two more desks, so that when Penny comes back next summer there would be space for her. Mario and I could share that spot for those times we’re in the office, but given all the installations and support, that’s not going to be very often.”
“Did you get the pagers?” I asked.
“They’ll arrive tomorrow,” Cindi said. “One each for Mario and me, and a third one to share amongst everyone else in case they have to be out of the office, like we are today.”
“Makes sense,” I said. “I guess I’m OK with changing my office around for the short term, especially if it means we don’t need to rent office space.”
“Elyse has started looking into that already. She talked to Mr. Wyatt and told him what we’d need - space for twelve people.”
“Twelve?” I asked.
“Come on, Steve. Even you aren’t THAT dense,” Cindi laughed.
“Oh!” I said, as it became clear. “So we don’t have to move right away if we hire more people. You see why I keep my nose to the keyboard?”
“I do! May I make a suggestion, Julia?” Cindi asked.
“Sure. What?”
“Let me lead the presentation today. I’ve done a bunch of these for the law firms.”
“Makes sense to me,” Julia said. “I’m glad that you’re dressed conservatively.”
“Despite all the jokes, I don’t want to get the sale because I have nice knockers. I want it because we’re the best there is!”
“Amen to that!” I said.
When we landed in St. Louis, we quickly exited the terminal and got in line for the rental car that I’d reserved. Fifteen minutes later I was driving and Julia was navigating our way to Gray Summit, about an hour from the airport. We had plenty of time to stop along the way for lunch, and arrived at the Purina Mills offices about twenty minutes before our scheduled presentation.
“We’re here to see Mr. Paul Gleason,” Julia said, handing over her business card.
“Have a seat and I’ll let him know you’re here,” the receptionist advised.
We ended up waiting only ten minutes before we were ushered into a conference room. As Julia had asked, there was a PC set up on the table, and there were three men waiting for us. They introduced themselves as Paul Gleason, the director, Joel Hanson, the head of logistics, and Fred Tester, the head of accounting. We introduced ourselves and Julia was given the floor. She made a brief introduction about NIKA, and then turned the presentation over to Cindi.
Cindi did an amazing job. I’d seen Julia do it in class, but Cindi was better. Her voice was perfect, her smile engaging, and she had a very smooth delivery. When she finished, she turned things over to me to demonstrate our current software. I spent about twenty minutes going through the demo and then turned things back to Cindi.
“None of that is in Prime Information, right?” Mr. Gleason asked.
“That’s correct,” Cindi said. “But we’re very familiar with Prime Information and Revelation, which is very similar and runs on the PC. Everything you saw there has been built with dBase and works over a network. We’ve all worked on Prime computers and we’re quite proficient with PRIMOS, Prime Information, and, as you’ve seen, the kinds of systems you’re interested in.”
“You’ve only been in business since the summer?” Mr. Tester asked.
I fielded that question, “Technically, yes, as NIKA Consulting. I ran a successful software business with two other people that supported veterinarians when I was in High School. We also did some inventory software. One of those people is working on her doctorate in Computer Science at UofI and sits on our Board of Directors. We sold the company so that we could pay for college and focus on our studies. While I was in college, I did some consulting and programming, landing contracts with four union locals to program and maintain software for their membership.”
“Do you have a financial statement and customer list?” he asked.
Julia handed over the report that Elyse had prepared as well as a list of clients that Cindi had asked to be references for us.
“And you can meet the deadlines in this proposal?” Mr. Hanson asked.
“Absolutely,” Julia said. “We’ll need to hire an additional person, but we’ve factored all of that into our proposal with the completion dates. As you can see, there are milestones that we need to meet before you have to pay each portion of the fee, and penalties if we miss our commitments.”
“I don’t mean to offend, but you all seem a bit young,” he said.
Another question for me to field, “Yes, sir, that’s true. And that’s why we have four board members with extensive business experience, including two university professors - one in computer science and the other in business. We also have retained legal counsel as well as an accountant. We’re very aware that we need guidance from people with experience in business. That said, the revolution in computers, especially the personal computer, is so new that there aren’t that many people with the kind of experience I bring to the table - eight years of professional programming, including starting two successful companies. And you can see from our references that we’ve demonstrated our skills sufficiently that people are willing to speak on our behalf.”
“Doctor Lambert spoke very highly of you,” Mr. Gleason said. “He says that you hired the three best CS students from IIT as well. I’m guessing these are two of them?”
“That’s right. The third is Dave Kallas, our director of development who’s back in the office in Chicago.”
“And you can handle the remote work, as well as remote support?” he asked.
“Yes. We built two trips down for demos into our proposal, with an option for a third if you deem it necessary, at no additional cost. We also built in a trip for Cindi to train you after you accept the software.”
“Did you bring copies of documentation of one of your systems with you?” Mr. Tester asked.
Julia handed over the documentation that Jorge had done for us.
“OK. I think we have everything we need. As we said on the phone with Julia, we’ll let you know by the end of next week,” Mr. Gleason said.
We thanked everyone, shook hands, and headed back to the car to catch our early evening flight to Chicago. We had enough time to stop for dinner in St. Louis before heading to the airport, so we did that, and discussed the presentation.
“I don’t think it could have gone any better,” Julia said. “Cindi, you’ve closed a bunch of deals, tell me what you think.”
“Gleason and Hanson are on board,” Cindi declared confidently. “Tester is worried that we’re kids and we’ve only been doing this since June. I think you should put in a call to Doctor Lambert and have him call Mr. Gleason and ask how things went, and get a feel for whether we need to do something else. I had that happen at two law firms. One I closed, the other I couldn’t because they just wouldn’t believe that a bunch of 22-year-old kids could do what I said. They wouldn’t even check our references.”
“I think it went well,” I said. “And the vibes I got from Tester were similar to what you got, Cindi. Just his questions and the way he looked at us. But I think, in the end, the way we structured this, he’ll be OK. Elyse basically back-loaded the payments so we have to deliver significant work before they put out the majority of the cash. Sure, there’s the up-front payment, but it’s only a fraction of the total contract value. It’s enough to ensure that we don’t lose money while we’re developing the software, but not enough that it puts them at much risk.”
Julia nodded, “I’ll call Doctor Lambert in the morning, but I’ll also place a follow-up call to Mr. Gleason to see if they have any additional questions. Maybe he’ll give me a clue as to how we did.”
The flight back was uneventful and I was home in time for Kara and me to call Jess before we headed to bed. We cuddled after a gentle lovemaking session and fell asleep.
The Wednesday following the trip to St. Louis kicked off ten days of blessed normalcy. I worked, went to karate, spent time with Kara, spent time with Jennifer and Josie, slept with Elyse, used the sauna, and made a trip with Kara to Indianapolis to see Jess.
Friday, October 4th was a red-letter day in the history of NIKA Consulting. Paul Gleason called Julia and awarded us the contract. That meant we had immediate need of a programmer. Julia had proactively run an ad in the Chicago Tribune the previous week, so she already had a dozen résumés to review. The only downside was that all of the candidates had jobs, which added two weeks from the time we made an offer until they could start work.
“I think two of these are good,” Julia said. “One of them has Prime Information and Advanced Revelation experience, a guy named Tom Dodds. I’m guessing he’s about ten years older than we are from his graduation date.”
“That experience is huge,” I said. “Call him right away. What about the other one?”
“A dBase programmer who has some Novell experience named Jerome Pierson. Probably a little older than Tom Dodds.”
“We seriously need an adult face around here, if only to show nervous customers,” Dave joked. “At least when they aren’t staring at my ex-girlfriend’s chest!”
“Dave, I watched her in St. Louis and those guys were paying attention to the brilliant young woman, not the gold-medal breasts!” I chuckled.
Dany smirked, “What is it with guys and big boobs?”
“Don’t worry, Dany, Steve prefers them your size or my size!” Julia laughed.
“Call the dBase guy as well,” I said. “If they’re both good, then you and Dave will have a decision to make on how to assign current resources.”
“What do you want to work on, Steve?” Dave asked. “That really is going to determine what I do.”
“I want to work on what you assign me to work on. Evaluate your resources and put people where you need them the most. I didn’t put you in charge so I could tell you what to do. Manage your team, my friend. Manage your team.”
He smiled, “Got it. You don’t have to tell me again. You do have a veto on hiring, though.”
“Yes, a veto, but not the final decision as to which person to hire,” I said.
“Do you think there’s any chance that Alice would let Penny work on Saturdays?” he asked. “She could certainly do maintenance and bug fixes on the estimation and inventory software, and the other stuff written in BASIC.”
“All I can do is ask. I’ll do that after work today,” I said.
“There’s one issue we do need to talk about,” Julia said. “We can do that now with just the three of us here. Both of these guys are going to need salaries far beyond what we’re paying anyone else. I checked with Doctor Dalton and their salaries are in line with their experience. Is anyone going to have an issue with that?”
“I can’t imagine,” I said. “Both Mario and Dany are students. Cindi won’t complain. She has a similar deal to you guys that includes equity in the company in exchange for lower salaries. Our new person isn’t going to get that. We’re all betting on being successful and delaying our income for good reason.”
“Steve’s right,” Dave said. “Seriously, between you and me we’re saving about 75% of what we make, and we’re not making a lot right now. And we don’t want to wreck our run-rate. The nice thing is that according to Elyse, even with a higher salary, the money from Purina Mills will still let us run a profit, which gives us even more time before we have to worry. And the way Cindi is going, we’ll have a nice business with law firms in the city and suburbs.”
“Speaking of which,” Julia said. “She’s not here today because she’s in Milwaukee talking to a law firm there.”
“That girl needs a bonus,” I said.
“I was thinking the same thing,” Julia said. “Maybe we set up some kind of bonus structure for her and Mario for each sale they close? I’ll talk to Elyse and have her run it by the accountant and Jamie, and then we can ask Joyce about it.”
“Speaking of Joyce, we need board approval to hire someone new,” I said. “Call her, please. She’ll need to put it on the agenda for the board meeting next week.”
By the end of the work day, we had a signed contract faxed to us, and a commitment that the check for the first payment would be mailed no later than Monday. Julia had called Joyce to add the hiring to the agenda for the Board meeting and had Joyce’s approval to proceed. That evening, Julia reached both Tom and Jerome at home and set up interviews for Wednesday and Thursday of next week. Both men worked downtown, so it was fairly convenient for them to come to Hyde Park for the interviews.
After dinner, I begged forgiveness from Kara and Jessica and went to talk to Alice and Bart about Penny working on Saturdays during the school year, as well as during her break. Alice was reluctant but once again I found an ally in Bart who suggested that we try it and see how things worked out. So long as Penny kept her grades as mostly A’s and the rest B’s, she could keep working. If her grades dropped at all, then she’d have to stop. I thanked them and then Alice called Penny down to tell her.
“Yes! Awesome! Thanks!” she said hugging her mom and Bart, and then giving me a bear hug. “Can I start tomorrow?”
“Yes,” I said. “I have a lot of stuff you can work on already. We just signed a big contract that means we have to hire another person. See you tomorrow morning at eight! Dany works Saturday mornings, so she’ll be there with you.”
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Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
Vanakam friends, indru kathaiyil ilamaiyaana kathaliyai pirantha naal andru avaluku parisaaga sunni kanjai kodutha kathaiyai ungalidam pagirugiren. Enathu peyar Praveen vayathu 22 aagugirathu. Enaku oru kathali irukiraal aval vayathu 19 thaan aagugirathu aanalum intha vayatilum miga sexiyaaga irupaal. Naan muthal muthalil avalai chuditharil paarthen, aval palli padikum pozhuthu avaluku mulai perithaaga irukathathu pola irukum. Naan appozhuthu suma sight adipen, aanal enaku appozhuthu theriya...
Wand, Book and Candle, Part 5 By Elliot Reid A scorching plain of fine white mica lay beneath an obsidian sky. Above it hung the Moon, wreathed in flame. Before me hovered a figure I did not recognize, pale and cold. It looked nothing like my father and yet I knew it was him. "Why do feel these things?" I asked the specter. "Why do I want to mutilate my girlfriends?" "The wand asserts itself," the ghost said, its voice dry as a library. "The what?" "The wand. Your old...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
Flashback - 11 months earlier (Author's notes - the intro takes place 'right after' Andersonville 6) There were fifteen men and women crowded into the small conference area. As Colonel Myers surveyed the room, he noticed most of them, the programmers anyway, were about half his age. Barry shook his head; he was getting old. His goal was to make general before he retired, and the Andersonville project had seemed like the best way to increase his chances. The problem was, he had...
July 1980, Colerain Township, Ohio “What’s going on with you and Jennifer?” Larry asked. “She’s upset, but she won’t tell me what happened.” “We’re in a pretty bad place,” I said. “I’m not sure there’s really any future between us at this point.” “Why? You guys managed for a year while you were in Sweden. You can manage another year before college.” “Maybe if she had told me about it right away. Maybe if we had talked about it. But she knew in March and I only found out when her mom...
Bridgetown was said to have a shipyard, which told me that they had all the skills and materials needed to build and outfit a ship. I was pretty sure that, between the fishermen and sailors, and the town’s blacksmiths and carpenters, we could make almost everything we needed, but we had no way to make lines. I knew what a rope-walk was, but I didn’t understand it well enough to build my own. In this case, it might be better to buy from the experts. As soon as we had proven that we could...
Well for starters, Fenoxo is a fucking gaming blog probably named after its developer, MR Fenoxo, Fen, Fenny, or Fenfen. And while there is evidence of multiple individuals posting on the blog as long as there is an awesome interface and a fancy sex game to dip some nasty claws into, who fucking cares about that shit anyway? After all, Fenoxo is one Pervy Writing Minotaur, the coder, and brains behind a number of sexy games including Corruption of Champions which seems to have won a...
Free Sex GamesThere was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
October 1981, Chicago, Illinois I arrived back at the apartment just before 10:00pm and saw the address for the party. I decided I wasn’t particularly interested in going so I put on some music, poured myself a glass of wine, and started reading more about Russia. I was alternating between the history and culture book and the Communist Party book, decided on the history and culture book for this time. I didn’t get much reading done because I was thinking about Tatyana, which led me to...
This week’s show begins with that same old rusty bedstead, and that same old dirty mattress. Pausing to take in the magnificent filthiness of it, then pulling back to reveal the bare concrete floor around it, and to take in the harsh lighting. And then we hear our guest of the week approaching, quick little footsteps ... Light clicks on the studio floor. We pan round to see what we’ve got this week and see a slight, pale, small-boobed lady walking in quick, short strides ... She’s not is a...
Andrea gave a long sigh. "Jeez, Markus, why are we here at a stupid bookstore? This is boring!" "Not everything is sex, Andrea," Markus replied. "I'm here to get you to at least try and develop yourself a bit, damn it." "Dear, the only way I want to develop is going through all the positions with you, you know that! Missionary is so boring, so then we switch to the more fun ones! Especially if I'm the one with the cock." She looked away from Markus, her gaze looked dreamily into the...
Wand, Book and Candle, Part 2 By Elliot Reid The magic had altered me. I was no longer fully male. As my girlfriend cycled home, Mom immediately put me to work cleaning up. Denied any private time to explore the changes, I busied myself around the house doing chores. Our brownstone was a tiny place and the slightest clutter made it uninhabitable. I had to tidy and vacuum and rescue stray spiders from corners before they made Mom freak out. I had trouble adjusting to the body Meghan had...
He watched them as they sat sipping their colorful drinks and flirting with male guests and hotel employees alike at the Garden Cloud Lounge. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both...
Catherine and Alexander by: Bruce Leach Although the children never knew it times had been rough in the castle. Their father, the Duke of Beaufort, had in recent days made a number of unfortunate alliances that put not only his fortune but his entire properties and even his own life in jeopardy. In these days after the king's death the wrong friends could mean accusations of treachery and the Duke had made all the wrong friends. Things looked bleak until he had an...
Aran stumbled through the Emerin Forest one shambling step after the next. His body was on fire in a hundred places, the flames flaring anew with each step. There was no vala to lend him strength, and no melda inside him to offer him comfort that he was not alone. He was alone. As alone as he’d ever been. I will not let them go, he told himself stubbornly as his foot caught on the thick root of a fig. Only his hand hitting the ground first stopped him falling face first into the mulched...
November 29, 1992, Chicago, Illinois “I swear I’m going to kill him,” Jessica growled on Sunday morning as we ate breakfast. “I thought the drawings were wonderful,” I said. “He has your likeness down pat! Even the body drawings are perfect!” “And those positions?” Kara teased. “Wow! I love the ‘close up’ drawings of you being spread wide!” “You two are just eating this up!” Jessica whined. “I need it to stop!” “Perhaps you should have taken it a bit easier on the poor boy,” Elyse...
Andrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...
This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThis introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
IncestThere is a shortage of cunt in Aldershot! Well at least of good quality cunt. The place has been a garrison town for hundreds of years and there are only two sorts of females in it. The first are the stuck up sort who wouldn't touch a squaddie with a barge pole and the others, who are not stuck up but poxed up, who you wouldn't want to touch with your barge pole. I'm being grossly unfair! I had been in a foul mood since the latest bust up with Miriam, and lack of nooky (sex!) was giving...
Sant Ghoshal-Anand Goswami ‘pahunche huye’ siddh purush ya mahatma hn.Sundar Van ke ghane jungle me Aadiwasi basti se sata unka ‘Slddhashram’ h.swami ji vese to Raam Bhakti ki rasik shakha Sakhi Sampraday ke bhakt hn lekin vo Shiv Bhagvan ke nagn rup ke upasak bhi hn.Isi liye unke Ashram me ghuste hi ek sundar Shiva Ling sthaapit milta h. kaha jata h ki yeh ”Swaymbhu Lingam” h, arthat iska nirman kisi kaarigar ne nahin kiya, ye to uska apne aap bana prakritik rup h.ye nitya ling h. Swami ji ke...
Mandy's sickest stories - Mandy reloadedAuthor: SickoChickMandyAuthor's email: mandydarkfantasies [at] gmail [dot] comTags: F/f, torture, snuff, feet, nc, cannibalismProofread by EmmaPNote, that English is not my native language, so my writing will surely have many grammatical and syntax errors just as improper usage of expressions. I can only hope someone will still find it exciting. Be aware, this is graphic, brutal and extreme. I read it after writing and scared of myself.DisclaimerThis...