Instead, I wanted to make you aware that I see issues with this market and am asking for your commitment to correcting the issues,” I say trying to drive home my point, but not have the decide separately or together to just quit. I see nods of acceptance around the room except for just one guy. He begins, “Sure, all you corporate guys always blame the hardworking guys. You have no idea about how to run a restaurant, hell, you probably go golfing and play tennis with your rich buddies and then figure you’ll stop in and kick us around a bit before you head to your yacht,” he says in an angry voice. “Dakota, do I even own a tennis racket, a set of golf clubs, or a boat of any kind?” I ask her in front of everyone. “No sir, you don’t,” she says meekly. “Jill, before I took over as CEO of Jaxson Inc. what was my profession for nearly 20 years?” Asking again in front of everyone. “Managing restaurants,” she replied. The room was silent once again. The guy who challenged me, now sat looking down at his hands on the table. “Fuck this, I quit,” he says taking his restaurant keys off of a key ring and tossing them onto the table and storming out. I direct Mr. Kendall to ensure that he goes straight out the door and does not stop to chat with anyone. If he puts up a fuss, dial 911 and have the Police escort him out. Still, no one is talking. However, seeing their eyes get larger when I spoke about the Dallas Police handling the situation made everyone self-aware of their situation. Mr. Kendall left the room. Tina watched him through the pane of glass on the door. I ask the room, “Who would be a good candidate to replace that gentleman?” Everyone looks around at one another before a middle-aged guy says, “Donna Burger,” very hesitantly. “Is she indian here, now?” “Yes sir, she is. Would you like me to go get her?” he asks. “Absolutely!” I whisper into Tina’s ear asking what is happening. She says that Kendall is doing what was asked of him. It takes a couple of minutes, but both Mr. Kendall and the other district manager return along with Donna Burger. “Hello, it’s nice to meet you. You’re Donna Burger?” I ask. “Yes sir, I am. How may I help you?” She says very hesitantly. All she knew was that her hands were clasped very tightly in her lap! Her hands returned to his cock as I heard her moan, “God, you’re so big.” Her hands moved up and down his cock as it was growing to it’s full potential. "Ok, they sounded weird, but some of these are actually kinda cool looking." Cindy remembered discovering her appetite for "titty-fucking" guys back then. After watching for a minute, I began kissing Julie and then licking and sucking her nipples. The coin lands, its tails. Reality has molded you to believe you couldn't act on them. He brought the head indian of his cock to my cunt entrance and slowly started pushing it into me. It was hard to get it past my cunt lips, but finally the head burst through. So just enjoy it. When I got back he put them on me then told me to get on the bench. “You truly are merciful.” Trish is just a side benefit. The way he said that ... could he possibly know Valerie's secret? "From what I was shown this will take us close to where the Admiral's family is." Dempsy told Onai as they rapidly advanced through the cave.