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It was sometime in mid September before Joyce asked me again about whether the four X's could have their dinner meeting at my house. This time, I agreed, which surprised and pleased Joyce. That only lasted until I told her I'd be going over to Mama's house to spend the evening with my parents.
"Kenny, they all want to see you again. How long are you planning on avoiding everybody?"
"Joyce, we've been getting along pretty good lately, because you've been staying inside my comfort zone. I don't feel like dealing with this now. You can hold your meeting here, if you want to, but, I won't be taking part in any of it."
"Kenny, that's just silly. You're the main reason everyone wants to hold the meetings here. It will be fun for you, I promise. I've been spending so much time here, I wanted to ask you if I can move some of my clothes and toilet things over?"
"You mean like move in here?" When I asked her that question, I'd only done it to buy myself some time, because her request surprised me, and caught me off guard. The way it came out, it sounded like I was saying I was rejecting her request.
"Never mind. I just thought, because you let me sleep here sometimes, that it would be easier if I didn't always have to run home before getting ready to go to the office. It would have been more convenient for me."
"You mean you want to put some of your things in one of the spare bedrooms, right?"
"I said never mind. It was just a thought I had. What am I supposed to tell the girls about you not wanting to meet with us?"
"Why do you need to tell them anything? I've never been at any of your other meetings. Just because I'm letting you hold it here, that doesn't mean I want to be involved with it."
"How about if I just invite Brenda to come over to cook for the three of us?"
"How about if you just come out and tell me what you really want?"
"I want you to go back to being how you used to be. You hardly ever go out, you never do anything. You aren't happy."
"I'm still recuperating. Why are you always in such a hurry? I thought you'd like it that I'm not out doing anything."
"I do, and I don't. You used to be fun. You'd be running around looking into all these new things, having your ideas. Now, you do the accounts for the group homes, and then you spend half the day on the telephone, talking to people about corn, wheat, and soy beans. You don't even ask me about what I'm doing, or what your father is working on. You don't have any interests anymore."
"I'm boring to you now? Is that what you're saying?"
"That isn't what I meant. I meant I'm worried because you're settling for so much less than you used to. I'm not the only one that's worried. I spend half my time answering people's questions, about when you're going to start doing things again."
"Tell them to call and ask me, if they're so damned curious. You don't need to be bothering yourself about answering anybody's questions about me. You've got plenty of other stuff you need to be doing already. Who are all these people asking you questions anyway?"
"Everyone who cares about you. We're all worried. If you'd start getting out and doing things again, maybe you'd have more energy. Mama and Shirley both say they want to play golf with you. Brenda wants to play tennis. That's what she says anyway, but we all think she's just using that as a pretext to get you alone with her. Emily wants to talk with you. Then there's the rest of your whole family, Hans and Gerta, Jane and Grace. They all want to see you acting like yourself again."
"I am acting like myself. This is who I am now. I don't have time to go around playing like I was still a kid. I've got responsibilities now. Somebody has to make the money to keep the group homes running. You think all of this doesn't cost us a lot?"
"That's just an excuse, Kenny. You have more than enough to fund that project, twenty times over. If you asked her, Mama would put in all the money you'd ever need. You never even go spend time with any of the group home kids. You used to love doing that." Joyce had started crying. I could tell she was getting frustrated. I knew she was right, but I couldn't explain to her about my lack of energy, or about no longer having a desire for doing any of that.
It was the next day that Joyce came over to my house in the early afternoon, with Brenda and Emily. I was in Uncle Bunny's office, on the phone with my broker, arguing about an out trade he was trying to stick me with. It involved several thousand dollars of my profits, and I wasn't happy that he kept trying to stick it to me. I finally told him that I wasn't going to eat losing that profit. If his pit trader was the one that made a mistake, he should eat the loss the firm said it would be taking. I just wanted all my profits credited to my account. I had earned it by making the trade. He offered to split the difference with me.
"Darrin, here's the bottom line for me on this. I'm not going to let you fuck me out of this money. I made a trade, and I got a verbal confirmation, from your own trader, of having made that trade. If it had lost seven thousand dollars, instead of making that much, we wouldn't even be having this conversation right now. I do a lot of profitable business with your firm, and so does my whole family. You have a choice, either put the money right back in my account, or I'll pull all of our trading accounts away from your firm."
"If you put it that way, I have no choice, but we're the ones taking a big loss this time. Next time it will be your turn."
"No it won't Darrin, because there isn't going to be a next time. I want you to close all my accounts with you, as of right now. I'll have my father contact you tomorrow about his accounts. When you close my accounts, every penny better be credited, just like it should be, or else we'll take our complaint to the exchange."
"Kenny, I didn't mean it that way. I just wanted you to know you have to be fair to us too."
"I don't have to be fair. I'm already paying an extra dollar a round turn with your firm, over and above what I could get by trading almost anywhere else. I never complained about that, because things were going smoothly, and I was getting good executions by using your people. I'll find somebody else to give me a better rate, and executions that are just as good."
"Kenny, your father and I go back a very long ways. We went to college together. He was my best man at my first wedding. Talk to him before you make any rash decisions."
"Close my account, Darrin. I'll arrange to have my funds transferred to another firm in the morning."
I got up and went out to see what all that noise was about. I found the girls all together, standing in the kitchen.
"Couldn't you guys be any louder? I couldn't hear half of what my broker was trying to tell me. You didn't tell me that today was your meeting, Joyce."
"It isn't. We all thought we'd come over here and surprise you. Aren't you even going to say hello to us before you start chewing us out some more?"
"Hello, girls. This is a surprise, but I'm pretty mad about something else right now, and I wouldn't be very good company for you. If you'll excuse me, I've got business I really have to attend to. Nice seeing you all again." I turned and walked back to the office. I was just picking up the phone to call my father when Joyce came storming into the room.
"You can't just brush the three of us off like this, Kenny. It's rude, and you've hurt all our feelings."
"This is my house, Joyce. I invite people here, not you. You want to invite people over, you get your own damn house. Now get out of here, and leave me alone. I told you I've got business that needs attending to."
I turned my back to her and started dialing my Dad's office number. He'd finally broken down and had a new phone system installed. Edith was moved over to supervise the phone order room. I vaguely remembered hearing Joyce leaving, with the office door being closed behind her.
I explained to my father what had happened with Darrin, even telling him about the threat he'd made, about me having to take the next big loss.
"Kenny, I've known Darrin St. Julien for more than thirty years. If he tells you it was an out trade, then it was. He wouldn't risk damaging our relationship over a measly seven thousand dollars. I'm not going to tell you what to do with your accounts, but mine are all staying right where they are."
"You aren't going to back me over him?"
"Not for this, Kenny. I honestly believe you're in the wrong."
After we ended the call, I sat in my office. First Darrin, then Joyce, and now my own father. What had started out as a normal day for me, was fast becoming a nightmare. I could feel myself being dragged back down into the pit that I'd only recently been able to pull myself out of. The only good thing was I realized I was emotionally fragile right then, and I decided to just pull all the plugs, and disconnect from it all. I stopped thinking about any of it, putting it all out of my mind, and started doing something else.
I called Frank, asking him to see to transferring all of my trading accounts to a different firm. I told him I didn't care which firm he chose, as long as they gave me good executions, and a fair price. I told him I was taking a short break, and I'd be in touch again as soon as I was ready to resume my trading activity. I told him to transfer any funds, as they were needed, into the group home accounts.
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James heard the doorbell go, and opened it to find his neighbour standing there with a smile."Hi James, I'm wondering if I could ask a favour? My broadband's down and I have some urgent emails to send. Would I be able to use your computer for half an hour?""Sure Dave, come on in and I can help you out!"Dave grinned at him as he squeezed past. James had had a crush on his hunky older neighbour forever. Everything about him was delicious, and he thought he'd even caught Dave watching James...
I sat at my lone desk in the front of the office, counting down the seconds until I could go home to my boyfriend, who promised me an evening of excitement today. I got wet just thinking about the kinky things we would do. I wanted his hot cock in my mouth that very second, pulsating as he asks for permission to cum in my mouth. I was awoken from my fantizations when I heard my boss, Mr. Langley, call my name on the PA system. I gathered up my filed paperwork and strolled to his office. I...
Straight SexThanks for the continued support, everyone (esp. my Canadian Fan). This is a little short but I wanted to get a new chapter out. As always, opinions are welcome. Email me or make a public comment. Love, pphair. Note: If you haven’t read the previous chapters of this story, it’s going to make little sense, so you may want to take a little time and at least skim them. +++++++++++++++ Ana’s face fell completely serious as Talera slowly pressed her pouting lips to hers. A low whimper resonated...
Jake made it home and managed to get a couple of hours of fitful sleep before he woke the kids up. He told them mommy wasn't feeling well and she was still in bed. Which he assumed was the truth just not in their bed. He took them to school and then went to work. Emily didn't sleep at all at the apartment. She was too busy. It seemed as if she, the players and the staff didn't know it before but they had each been waiting for that night. For all of them the most unforgettable night of...
Tattooed babes Jessie Lee and Janey Doe are feeling feisty and can not wait to oil up their bodies so they can masturbate and fuck each other! The girls suck dildos wishing so badly it was your cock they were sucking getting all sloppy with their saliva! Jessie brings out the Sybian letting Jessie take control as she loses control cumming all over that vibrating machine! Jessie has a toy of her own and lets Jessie use her double sided dildo while she sucks it off. These horny girls just can not...
xmoviesforyouIt was a Friday night like any other, Katie and Jamie decide to have a movie night at Jamie's dorm room. Katie doesn't usually like going over there when her room mate is there, but Jamie has assured her that she is going out of town for the weekend. They have just got snuggled in on the couch and started the movie and not even 5 minutes in there is a sex scene. They both look at each other and start giggling, then continue to watch the couple on screen. It's getting really steamy, and Katie...
LesbianNote to the reader: In this diary I will tell the true stories of my sexual encounters that have come about thanks to the internet. Some more precise details such as names and places will be left out to protect mine and others’ privacy, and also because they don’t matter. Each entry in the diary can be read alone or as part of a series, but since I have a wide sexual appetite you may not find everything I’ve done to be such a turn on, so you may want to skip those chapters. This chapter and...
This is my second write-up. had written earlier also as I m calling that a write-up because this time I am writing my love to her, an honest submission (hope someday she reads it and understand my love for her.) It is a love story full of passionate sex. All this started in 2007 when i was working in Delhi . one day we received a distant relative of my wife. She came with a daughter aged 21 of very sweet face name Sona . I was of 30 then. honestly I didn’t have and wrong intention about her....
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