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When I get home, I phone Sorrel right away.

“Hello, Sorrel speaking.”

“Good day, this is Trent. I’m sorry, I didn’t phone you sooner. I meant to, but with everything going on, it slipped my mind.”

“I can understand that. It isn’t every day I see somebody being escorted away by a military big-wig and a bunch of military police.”

“Ya, sorry about that. It was a matter of national security. They were supposed to wait until after I got home from our meeting, but they thought it couldn’t wait.”

“I just hope it doesn’t happen again. It was a little more excitement than we are used to.”

“It won’t. After the way they treated me, I refuse to work with the Air Force again. I will deal with the contractors directly.”

“Can I ask what it was about?”

“Do you watch the news?”

“Not as often as I should. When I lived with Mom and Dad, I did.”

“There was a problem with the fighter plane our military uses. I came up with a solution. I can’t tell you what it is. All I can say is that by now, all the planes should be fixed.”

“Whatever it was, I’m glad it’s over.”

“So, have you found a suitable place that you think I should look at?”

“I have a few options to go over with you. Most of it depends on the size of restaurant you wish to own. I ruled out the smaller ones.”

“Error on the side of being too big. I know Mr. Mike’s normally doesn’t have banquet rooms, but I want at least one, so I can hold business suppers and parties there.”

“Good, that eliminates over half the properties. There is also the option of building on somebody else’s property, like say, building in the parking lot of the Westshore Mall.”

“The mall isn’t classy enough. Something closer to the office complexes. There is a chance I will need to wine and dine execs from McDonnell Douglas, Northrop, Motorola and NeXT. So, I need a classy place. I will likely bend the franchise rules to get what I want.”

“You have to be careful upsetting a franchise. They could pull your license, and you would end up without a franchise.”

“I’m not worried about that. The initial setup is what I want help with, which is why I would bother with a franchise. If they pulled my franchise license, I would keep the menu with a few modifications. I would just have to find suppliers.”

“There is a nice place on the corner of Millstream and Station that I think you should look at.”

“I know the place. If we can get both restaurants and knock out the wall between them, I would be for it. It is a good location, and there are only low-end casual and fast food in the area. Nothing that would compete with a top-end casual to fine dining.”

“I’ll look into it.”

We chat a bit more, mostly a little socializing, nothing important. What is important is not dismissing Sorrel and letting her know she is valued; otherwise, I would have abruptly ended the call.

When I hang up, I immediately phone Dahlia’s Mom.

“Hello.”

“Good Day, Ms. Fells, how are you doing this fine day.”

“Fine, thanks. Hold on. I’ll get Dahlia for you.”

I try to tell her not to bother, but she placed the phone down a little too quickly.

Dahlia answers, “Hi Trent, can this wait? I was about to come over.”

“You know how I only hire the hottest women?”

“You pig. You found another looker, and you want to make sure I won’t get upset. I have enough women to compete with.”

“Ya, but this one will be after Sam, not me.”

“TRENT, What about my mom? You just got them together. Now, you want to break her heart. You’re an asshole.”

“Are you telling me you don’t want me to hire your mother?”

“What? Wait a minute. What are you saying?”

“Your mom was a little quick, putting the phone down. I didn’t get a chance to tell her it is her I want to talk with. Granted, I’m not disappointed to hear your voice, but I am trying to do some business. Could you put her back on?”

“OK, I’ll see you in a few.”

“You forget. I have karate tonight. Come over after supper.”

“That cuts into our time together. You should quit.”

“You have no right to complain. You and I had dance together. Karate is something I do with Kim. Besides, it keeps me toned and sexy, the way you like me.”

“I can keep you toned and show you what sexy is.”

“All you girls constantly show me what sexy is. Now get your mom. This is supposed to be a work call.”

I can almost hear the two talking for a short bit before Ms. Fells picks up the phone.

“Dahlia said you have something you need to discuss.”

“How do you like your job?”

“It’s as good as any, I guess. Working a higher-end restaurant would be nice. It is a bit of a hassle having to put up with the customers and then not get a tip because they can’t afford it.”

“Would you prefer to manage a restaurant instead of waiting?”

“It would be nice to get off my feet, but then, I would have to deal with staff and other headaches. I suppose it is six of one half a dozen of the other. It is a moot point anyway. It is rare to get a promotion to manager, especially in such a small restaurant. The extra pay would be nice.”

“I suspect you have worked the industry enough that you know a few good waitresses that would love to quit their jobs if a respectable place opened up with a manager they could trust.”

“That is never a problem. Off the top of my head, I can think of a half dozen girls.”

“What about cooks?”

“That is a bit more difficult, but Camosun College has a chef’s program. There are all kinds of new cooks in this town.”

“Do you have any experience managing a restaurant or dealing with suppliers and such?”

“When the owners go on holidays, they leave me in charge. Why? What is this about?”

“I have a list of problems I am trying to solve with one simple solution. The short of it is, I’m about to build a restaurant, and I need a manager. You are the first person I thought of.”

“I don’t know, Trent. I have never managed a restaurant on my own. It is one thing to take care of a place for a week while the owner goes on holiday. It is another altogether to run it every day.”

“That is the great thing about being management. If you are having trouble, then hire somebody that can deal with it and delegate. That is what I am doing here. The only difference would be you would have to talk with me before we hire extra staff.”

“Are you sure you want to do this? Most new restaurants fail.”

“I know, I don’t care. I need a classy place in Colwood. I don’t want to go all the way into town every time I have a business meeting. Even if the restaurant runs at a loss, I will be happy. There is also the fact that it isn’t going to be a mom and pop place like you are at. It will be a franchise, so you will have help from them too.”

“I don’t know. I’m not sure I like the idea of working with you. What if it doesn’t work out? I don’t want a job that has the potential of coming between my daughter and me.”

“You will be working for completely different companies. There may be a time, years down the road, where Dahlia will end up as your boss. That isn’t any time soon. It is no secret that Victoria is about to hit a major recession. The place you work at now will likely close, and you will be left without a job. I am offering you a job with plenty of room for advancement. I plan on owning a chain of restaurants, and if you prove capable, which I am sure you will, then you will have a stake in it.”

There is silence for a short bit, so I continue, “Why don’t you just meet with the franchise and me. See that it is something you will be interested in. Then we will negotiate a fair wage. It will mean more hours and a higher hourly wage.”

“I am not saying yes but will agree to the meeting.”

“Now, that is settled. I don’t think it appropriate to use your title as Ms. Fells all the time. I think it best that while we are at work, I’ll call you Zlata. All other times you are Ms. Fells, out of respect for you being Dahlia’s mom. At least until you get serious with Sam, then I’ll call you Mom.”

“We are not there yet, young man.”

“Whatever, Mom.”

I don’t have much time before I have to go, but what time I do have, I spend on the phone with Zalta. The way we teased and flirted, it is easy to tell she is Dahlia’s mother. The two have a lot in common. I’m sure it will not be long until I am starting to have mother/daughter fantasies where they are the main focus.

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I had been crying, on and off, for more than an hour. When Janie told me she wanted a separation I was hurt and confused. We had been married five years and true, it wasn't as good now as it was in the beginning. For one thing, we rarely had sex anymore and if we did, it was quite routine. When we first met and starting dating, everything was great. We did lots of stuff together and had sex all the time. We were so good together, that I had the confidence to tell her about my...

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Second Best

Hey guys and girls. I realized a while back that I was in trouble. With the Boss paid off, I kind of wanted a new car. I went to several dealerships and drove several new GTs. I ended up doing a Randi. My friend Black Randi always talks about building cars. So, I hit several auctions and got myself a fairly decent donor. I got a 67’ fastback roller. A guy in OKC was planning on doing a faithful resto and he ran out of money and time. My intention is a resto mod, with a Voodoo or Coyote power...

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second place

THIS IS NOT MY STORY, I FOUND THIS STORY ON ANOTHER SITE AND THINK EVERYONE ON XHAMSTER SHOULD HAVE THE CHANCE TO READ IT.Chapter 1Terri and Danielle had been rivals all of their lives.Growing up together, they had never really seen eye to eye. Throughoutgrade school, they had been the two brightest students in their classes,and had fiercely competed to outdo each other. Later on, in high school,this type of competition had continued on a more social level. Terristealing away Danielle's...

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Second Sight

‘But don’t you find it just a tad bit strange?’ Cliff Clayton asked his wife, Susan. Even though they were sitting knee to knee on rickety kitchen chairs, they barely could see each other through the decorated and lit pine branches. Two bushy Christmas trees, enveloping the room in a strong, eerily light, were positioned in the small living room, in opposite corners, but with their branches almost touching in the center of the room. ‘Shh, she’ll hear you,’ Susan muttered back at Cliff out of...

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Second Chance

Second Chance By Julie O. Edited by Robert Arnold Chapter 1 (Sometime in 2008) In many ways it started off as very typical day. I arrived home from a long day at work, and after greeting Max the cat at the front door of my condo, I sorted through the day's mail. For the most part it was the usual collection of bills, magazines, and junk mail. However,...

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Second Honeymoon Without Husband

Myself Jyoti Papani married to Sumit Papani, works as General Manager in a Textile Company, I’m 34 and married for 10 years by now. I haven’t lost my figure as I was at the time of marriage but gained extra weight for sure but it always complemented on me as per my husband. I had a perfect figure of 34 by 34 by 36 and tugged in sari, I looked ravishingly beautiful and no one could resist to fuck me. I am a little whitish by complexion but still have nice face cut, beautiful and luscious lips,...

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Second Life

Sally and James lead two very different lives. Their first life was very much like every other married couple’s life. They went to work, they paid their bills on time, and spent most of their spare time running the kids around to sports. They were even part of the school PTA at the local Christian school. Sally volunteered from time to time at the school while James helped out at the local Men’s Shed, helping older members of the community build and work with their hands through their retired...

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Second Thoughts and Last ChancesChapter 1

August?? 2004 "Tell me a little about yourself, Doctor." "Why?" I asked the Voice. It came, I supposed, from a face ... but it was a face I couldn't see. The bandages wrapped over my eyes and around the crown of my head kept me blind and in the dark. Was it a male or female voice? I couldn't be sure, but from the speech patterns and word choices I thought it was most likely male. Where the ideas about speech patterns and word choices came from were as much a mystery to me as the...

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Second Serving

Copyright © 2005 All Rights Reserved Author can be contacted at [email protected]   Second Serving To the outside world, Tony and his wife, Angela, appear no different fromany other happily married couple living in an unremarkable, respectable suburbof a modern city in Britain . No debt collectors call. No ear-splitting, late-nightraves pierce the midnight air. No inter-neighbour disputes disrupt the peacefulcalm of the street. They leave together for work every weekday promptly atquarter to...

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Second Day at the Job

When he arrived the next morning he was instructed to report to John’s office. With a sigh, Daniel knocked at the door.“Enter,” came the reply from inside.Daniel turned the knob and went in.“Close the door behind you,” John ordered, sitting behind his desk in a red pull-over and khaki slacks.Daniel did as instructed and stood in front of John’s desk.“Get your assignment done,” John asked looking at Daniel’s crotch.“Yes,” Daniel whimpered.“That’s ‘yes Sir,’” John corrected. “Let’s see.”Daniel...

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SECOND CHANCES

One of my classes is critical to all students graduating high school. They must get a passing grade or else they cannot move on to whatever awaits them beyond the hallowed halls of the only high school in this county. It is English after all, our native language. I moved here from the city because I wanted peace and quiet. I had thought that maybe my experiences would be different. But I see the same amount if not more students just squeak by or drop out. Then they go on to local farms thinking...

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Second Hand Fattening

Part 1 There is another universe, where the rules are different. Where things affect other people in a more unique way than they do in ours. I mean, you’ve seen the ads, right? All the dangerous side-effects of smoking this, eating that. Every one of them always talks about second-hand effects for people around you, like second hand smoking or jealous skinny people as you enjoy that 2nd cheeseburger feigning concern about your body. We all know they just want a 2nd cheeseburger. Go have one,...

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Second Life

Second Life. by Writer345© It is the late 2030's and somewhere in a small run-down town in South Wales there is a rather shabby looking Industrial Estate that is long past it's 'sell-by' date. Over to one side of the ram-shackled collection of buildings is an old and dilapidated warehouse long in need of a coat of paint... The warehouse, however, sports a large new- looking sign board proclaiming it to be the home of "SECOND-LIFE AUCTIONS Ltd." The warehouse has no windows and...

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Secondary School for Girls1

They'd pulled up at the side of the road, miles away from anything else. The last town they'd passed had been two hours ago, a dingy Scottish hamlet full of ancient looking fogies. They'd stared at Quinn as she screamed at her mother in the car park of a half abandoned garage. “YOU HATE ME!" She had yelled, spit flying from her mouth, her arms flung back and her fiery red hair whipping about her face as she shouted. The two hours from there to where they had parked had been filled with...

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Secondary School for Girls0

They'd pulled up at the side of the road, miles away from anything else. The last town they'd passed had been two hours ago, a dingy Scottish hamlet full of ancient looking fogies. They'd stared at Quinn as she screamed at her mother in the car park of a half abandoned garage. “YOU HATE ME!" She had yelled, spit flying from her mouth, her arms flung back and her fiery red hair whipping about her face as she shouted. The two hours from there to where they had parked had been filled with...

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Second Chances Chapter 30 FINAL Hello my name is Chrissy

Sunday, October 5, 1997 I woke up on my own. I sat up in bed. I remembered last night... or rather I remembered what I wished for. I suddenly got really nervous. What have I done? I'm stuck in 1997 now. I'm stuck as Christina now. I was so caught up in the moment I really didn't think it through. Breathe Chrissy. You asked for this. You wanted this. Yeah, But now it's real. I looked at the mirror in front of me. This is very real. This is me. This is me forever...

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Second Honeymoon0

Danny rounded the corner from the kitchen, his arms laden with jackets. A huge grin crossed his face when he saw his wife standing there, looking confused and a little bit miffed. “What did you do?” she asked, planting her hands on her hips for emphasis. “What do you mean?” Danny asked, knowing full well what she was talking about. “Connors called me into his office at three this afternoon, and told me to have a nice weekend and he would see me on Tuesday. I didn’t know...

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