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I was sitting on the couch playing Bejeweled Blitz on my phone. Yeah, busy, busy, busy. Probably should consider lunch soon. I need energy for all this effort. Amelia came up to me but was polite enough to let me finish my game. Hey, I would have lost my gold coins. I refuse to pay for coins.
"Hey Bob," said Amelia. "You free for lunch? I'm buying."
What? She can't mean our bet. She can't have earned $200M in the two weeks since we made our bet. If she did, then I made over $600M. Hey, I could buy a house. I'd better make sure I understood.
"What do you mean you owe me lunch?," I asked. Yeah, right to the point Bob.
"We had a bet. I owe you lunch because I made more than $200M in three months. I passed that today," she said.
"Seriously? In two weeks? How?," I asked.
"Well, I took your advice and invested into a number of startups and bought 40%," she said. "Last week I received an unsolicited offer from a firm in China to buy two of them. They said that they had been following me and my investment was the endorsement that pushed then to make an offer. They said they had a full time analyst following my investments. It is kind of cool."
Hell yes it's cool. She is a superstar.
"You're a superstar Amelia," I said. "You know you're well known now. Ok I have to ask? What was you initial investment and what did they offer," I said.
"They were my two largest investments. All my investments amounts are confidential, so they only knew I invested. Since we don't have a consortium I could dictate the terms. I invested a total of $40M across the two. But that's not the cool part. I leaked, quietly, that both companies were in play. I couldn't just have one bidder. We ended up with three, and a bidding war started. It felt like the ultimate eBay auction. I actually had the two founders fly down and we sat in Jason's office and let it play out. He was a HUGE help. Let's face it, the founders are high school kids. Billionaire high school kids."
Wait, what? Billionaire? Did she say billionaire?
"When it was all said and done, both sold for a price that valued MY cut at $4B. The founders actually cashed out. Jason insisted on cash deals. Both founders are multibillionaires now. Oh, and both the founders are young women. You're a pretty empowering guy Bob." Me, I didn't do shit. I needed to reinforce that.
"I didn't do shit," I said. "I had an idea to start a microfund and I found you. End of story. But wait. If your share is $4B, then my share is something like $10B? Can that be right? I don't remember exactly how Jason's split worked."
"Yep. Right at $10B. Jason's share is about $2.5B," said Amelia. Whowa. $10B. Well, I guess I could buy more than one house, now couldn't I?
"Will this happen again?," I asked.
"Probably. These were two good choices, but there are at least another four or five that will pop in the same range. Market is good right now. Lots of cash. Tech is hot again," she said. "Why? Are you jonesing for another house?" We both laughed. But yeah, sure. $10B. Wow. I can't even keep up with our billions. It's freaking ridiculous.
"Let's eat!," I said. "What about you? You bought a condo. You know the house next door is for sale. Only $11M."
"Yeah, like I'd spend $11M on a house," she said.
"Amelia, you need to start thinking different. Give some to charity. Buy your Mom a bigger house. But blow big money on yourself. Why not?," I said.
Do you know what she did? She bought a huge low-income housing project in Tampa. For cash.
And lowered the rent.
Antonio called. Usually this was the beginning of a fun adventure. He had developed a relationship with a broker at Christies and another at Sothebys and they whispered in his ear when new properties were coming on the market. His first topic was Tuscany. He had found an entire collection of wineries, at good prices, that would be contiguous if we bought them all. He felt that Tuscany was under appreciated and that their association with our brands would elevate them and change the economics. They were all in the $10-20M range, and he had eight of them he wanted to buy. He would be careful to not spike the price. We knew how to do this. I asked him why he was bothering me and told him to go to Jason. That made him laugh, given we were talking around $125M.
He wanted to expand into Spain, but that was a bigger conversation, as it would require some investment in an onsite presence. He needed more leadership staff, starting in Venice, to take over the day to day. I immediately agreed and doubled his salary. His big topic, though, was a potential acquisition in Oregon. Again, he thought the wines were undervalued, and this was a tiny winery -- 5,000 cases a year max. He had done the research and felt like he could buy surrounding land and with investment could bring that up significantly. Up to now, we'd purchased working wineries, not done expansion, so it was new to us both. They were selling mostly because they couldn't afford to expand, so his suggestion was to keep the entire team on, and leave the current owners with a 25% stake, including the expansion. It was a huge gift to them, but he thought it was worth it. Antonio and Stella had long owned 10% of everything we bought, so it was our norm.
He suggested that I should visit, with him, Oregon, Spain, and Tuscany. We agreed on Oregan first, so he was coming my way, and then we'd go back together. He brought the whole crew, which thrilled our family.
I'd graduated to our G650, but I did ask if anyone else wanted to go. Chris and Leslie both agreed, as did Orlando. Morgan was going to beg off to stay with Sophia, which was totally not a surprise, so we replaced her with Luca and Elena. Give Sophia a break and give her quality time with Morgan. We knew. They might not know but we did. Amy begged off. I was surprised and she just smiled. I suspect that smile would be a story when I got back. We had one more night before we left, so Amy and I spent it on a date night. It was glorious. It doesn't take much to remind me that I am the luckiest man in the world. Dinner at one of our favorite places. All the men, and many of the women, scoping out Amy in her soft green dress. Yeah, that dress. Me in my best suit. A suit!
We got home late and had a pleasant night of one-on-one time in the bed too. Damn.
Before I left, I checked in on my team. You know, the BBF crew. "You guys need a name," I said. "I call you the new kids but that doesn't seem right. Come up with something." With that, I walked back out. My job was done for the day. They were burning through money with grants, but the payments back from the successful projects were coming in faster. I'd have to expand that team soon.
OK, diversion done. Alison dropped us at the airport and we all loaded up in the G650. Stella stayed behind too, so it was Antonio and me, in charge of Orlando, Chris, Leslie, Luca, and Elena. Theoretically. None of them needed much in the way of supervision. With all the pilots on board, we made it out to Portland quickly and everybody got their turn to play in the back. I think we wore out Luca and Elena, as they both fell asleep. Naked. We had to wake them up before we got there. The bathroom had a little shower, so everyone cleaned up. It just reminded me how much nicer it was to travel on the BFP. I had the pilots, why didn't we take it? Oh yeah, I wanted the hours. Stupid.
Yeah, I'm complaining that our G650 isn't comfortable enough. Still not that much more than a year since I lived on the crappy boat. My tastes have changed. With the time change, we got into Portland early. The kids had done their homework and asked if they could spend the afternoon in Washington Park. It had the zoo and a lot more to do. Most parents would balk, but it was fine with me. Orlando was the oldest, so officially in charge. Given he doesn't remotely look 13, he could pass as their 'adult'. They had their phones, their credit cards, and tons of cash. We had arranged a rental van, but the rental company would have gone nuts with Orlando driving it, so they took an UberXL and left, and Antonio and I took the van. We headed right out to the Mount Hood winery. It actually sat at the base of the mountain. We already had negotiated the deal, pending our approval. We decided to go incognito and check out the operation. Jason had set up the purchases to buy almost a hundred surrounding acres, that Antonio had ensured would be amazing.
It was about forty-five minutes outside the city, so not bad and could be more touristy than it was. We pulled into the lot, in our exciting mini-van. God I hated it, but it worked well for our group of seven. We parked in the lot and went right into the tasting room. We asked the person manning the room if there was a tour. She actually laughed out loud, and came around from the counter.
"Yeah, that was never going to work," she said, sticking out her hand. "Our broker told us we had a potential investor, and one of the richest people in the world, who happens to own at least a dozen world class wineries shows up with the most famous vintner in the world. Sure, a coincidence, I'm sure, at our backwater little winery."
Antonio let out a big laugh, and I joined in. She introduced herself as Tina the co-owner and called into the back and a man about her age came out and introduced himself as Adam, her co-owner and husband.
"Are you serious?," said Adam. "You're our potential investors? In our little winery?" As he said this, he was setting out glasses and had poured small portions of four different wines for each of us. Antonio went through a lot of ritual. I drank mine. Fuck ritual. Holy mother they were good. As good as anything we already produced. Yeah, that good. One had that special glow of the million dollar bottle we had all shared in Napa. Antonio and I looked at each other and he gave me a big grin. Damn straight he grinned. He and I hopped up on a stool and waved them around to join us. We actually had four bar stools facing each other.
"Yes," said Antonio. "We would like to invest, and that is the operative word. We will not close the deal until you agree to stay on and run the winery. Our plan is to expand. Let's cross that bridge first. Is there a deal we can put together in which you would stay? We would be entirely hands off, other than offering you our marketing power." Tina and Adam both laughed out loud.
"Yes," said Tina. "This is our dream and I believe you'd agree we make some damn fine wine. We have a number of problems with which you could help us. First, we are cash strapped. We do OK, but cash flow is killing us. Second, no one has a clue who we are. Third, we're hopeful that you'd like to buy a little more land. We can only produce 5000 bottles a year. We would like to double that." Now it was Antonio's turn to laugh, which confused them both. He asked for a second and pulled out his phone and sent two texts.
"OK, here is our offer," said Antonio. He named a figure, which got them bug eyed. My guess is he was both overpaying and giving them equity, both of which I agreed with. He mentioned a five year minimum committment.
"Wait," he said. "That's the trivial part." Yeah, that got him a look. His phone buzzed and he quickly glanced at it. I knew were this was heading.
Just then two kids bounded in the front door. Adam and Tina looked mortified that they had interupted the negotiation. My turn.
"Are these your kids?," I said. "We have four kids. Three of them, plus two of their friends, are with us and at the zoo in Portland." I stuck out my hand and introduced myself. They were AJ, their 10 year old son, short for Adam junior, and Jordan, their 8 year old daughter. I got a look from them both that I recognized. Maybe I was misreading it, but I didn't think so. Jordan held my hand just a little too long. Fuck I hope so. This who family was adorable. Time will tell.
With that, Tina shooed them off to do their homework and we continued.
"That didn't bother you?," said Tina. Antonio laughed.
"Their family loves kids. It's a long and complicated story, but they're the best parents I have ever seen," said Antonio. "So let's continue. That was the cash portion of our offer, for 75% of this property. Bob would own 65%. I would own 10%. You would retain 25%. In addition, should we agree on terms, we will finalize the purchase of 98 surrounding acres. Again, Bob would own 70%. I would own 5%. The remaining portion of our offer, is 25% ownership of those 98 acres. In addition, we will invest in all the plantings, equipment, and staff to run it, all under your direction."
They both looked stunned. Finally Tina came out of it.
"You know we produce our 5,000 bottles from TWO acres. TWO. An additional 98 acres is close to a quarter of a million bottles a year. That's a lot of good wine. Great wines, if I do say so. It will take us several years to start producing volume, but if you are truly meaning surrounding acres, the results will be spectacular. But I must have misunderstood. You said that WE received 25% ownership of those acres PLUS the cash? That can't be right," said Tina. Interesting. She seemed to be in charge. I love strong women.
"It's right, but not the whole story," I added. "We need your discretion, as it could move the real estate market, but we have offers to buy an additional 815 acres. Again, 25% would go to you."
They were clearly stunned. I loved that. I liked changing peoples lives.
"Oh, one more thing," said Antonio. "Are you familiar with the large house we passed as we came up the hill?"
"Sure," said Tina. "That's that Miller Mansion. The owners aren't the Millers anymore, but it has been called that for years. If I recall, it is more than 20,000 square feet. It's amazing. They sometimes host fund raising events. We attended one just a few months ago. Most spectacular place I have ever seen. It's fun just to drive BY it every day."
"Good, good," said Antonio. "The initial 98 acre purchase included the mansion. If you'd be so kind, we would prefer not to leave it empty. Do you think your family could move in? We could add that as additional compensation." Adam almost fell of his chair.
"That house is easily worth $25M. You are throwing that in, on a purchase of a TWO acre winery," said Adam. "Do we have to kill people or just fuck them?"
"Well, we don't need you to kill anyone," I said, with an exaggerated leer. They both laughed and I guarantee that look said they'd fuck us both.
"Should we just strip down here?," said Tina. "Want me to call the kids out too?"
Antonio and I just gave them our best enigmatic smile. They smiled right back.
"Of course we'll take the deal," said Tina. "We don't understand it, but we're not stupid."
"Listen," I said. "It's not the property we're buying. That's part of it, but it is all about bringing your family into ours. These wines are not amazing because of the land or the grapes. They're amazing because of your skill. That's what we're investing in. And I was serious about our family. We don't do business with anyone that we don't feel would be a good fit in the family. You'll understand that soon. Our financial advisor will walk through compensation, but you'll both be paid well. We provide cars. We provide insurance. We cover ALL living expenses for the entire family. We pay for college, for you and your kids. We treat our family well. Sometimes we get grief for overpaying or offering too much, but our experience is that our family only makes us richer, both in money and experiences. I've seen the stunned look on your faces. Antonio had that same look the first few times we did business, but now he gets it. Family has a lot going for it." Antonio jumped right in.
"Oh he means it," said Antonio. "He and his wife Amy own a lot of things, and with those things they have expanded their family. My wife Stella and I are blessed to be a part of that family. Truly blessed. You'll see. Now, on to the more pragmatic. I made reservations for our whole group at a nice place in Portland. Could we entice your family to join us? We've taken suites at The Nines hotel. I've arranged for a two bedroom suite for your family, so you don't have to drive back tonight. After all, it is Friday."
"The Nines? A suite at The Nines?," said Adam. "We ate at their restaurant. Once. It blew our food budget for two months. A two bedroom suite has to be thousands."
"Your life has just changed," said Antonio. "Get used to money. Bob meant he was covering all your expenses. You'll have Black Amex cards soon, probably tomorrow. He'll expect you to use them and to live a life to which HE has become accustomed. Your new house will be expensive to run. Not for you."
With that, they called the kids out and introduced me as their new boss. I stopped them and corrected them to their new family member. That made them smile.
"Welcome to the family," I said. That got a hug from both of them. AJ actually ground into me a bit. Jordan let her arm get trapped between us and actually squeezed my cock. I instantly got hard and when she pulled away, everyone noticed. I just smiled.
"Aren't you the sweetest thing," I said.
"It seems like our families might be more alike than we expected," said Tina.
"You know," said Antonio. "Your new home is actually empty. Perhaps we could take a short tour before dinner. A special tour." The kids got excited about a new house, but AJ was more than just excited. Fuck yeah.
They followed us down the hill and Antonio retrieved the hidden keys. We went inside. Fuck it WAS nice. Adam clearly understood what our conversation had been all about, because he led the entire group straight to the master bedroom. I didn't ask how he knew where the master bedroom was. As soon as we crossed the threshold, the kids stripped, faster than the rest of us could, but we were not far behind. AJ had a nice four inch hard cock and Jordan was just adorable. Tiny little puffies, if they were even that. Just a little definition to her nipples. Her tiny little slit had a little puffiness too, and her clit was poking out. Oh. My.
"You four get on the bed. Sit up with your backs on the headboard. AJ and I will put on a show," said Jordan. Oh good, a strong young woman. We did what they said. Antonio and I were in the middle. Adam was next to me and Tina was next to Antonio. They both started gently stroking our cocks. Oh yeah, we were hard. Jordan climbed up on the bed and got on all fours, cross-wise. AJ got up behind her. First he leaned over and started licking her. He drenched her tiny pussy, then he rimmed her. I am surprised I didn't cum right there, and Adam was smart enough to stop for a minute. AJ lifted up and slid right in.
Her ass. Yeah, so much for holding off. Antonio and I both came buckets, all over ourselves. Well, AJ and Jordan took a break, because they climbed up us and started licking. Jordan was on me and AJ was on Antonio. They worked their way down, licking as they went, and did a fine job. Then they exchanged our cum in a kiss. Fuck. They each took us in their mouth and got us hard again. Quickly. Tina reached into her purse and tossed them a container of lube. No, really? They liberally lubed us up. AJ went first and lowered himself onto Antonio's cock. It was wonderful to watch. Then Jordan did the same, but not in her ass. In her incredibly tight pussy. They both lowered themselves all the way and sat briefly and then went fucking wild. They were bouncing so fast they were a blur. I'd just cum and I wasn't going to last. I tried to ask where I should cum, but before I could, I did.
Too bad the kids weren't with us. Oh, they would be later.
We got cleaned up and headed off in two vehicles back to Portland. The kids rode with us and Antonio sat in the back with them. I had to watch in the mirror. The kids took turns going down on him and then he got on his knees and got them both off with his tongue. Little Jordan can be a screamer. She sure as hell is a squirter.
We swung by and picked up the kids and went back to the hotel.
"Dad, the van smells like sex," said Leslie.
"Sure does," says AJ. "We had fun on the ride over." Oh that got smiles from all five of ours. We got back to the hotel and, aw shoot, had a couple hours before dinner. How could we possibly fill the time?
Antonio and I had both cum twice, so we took a break and were the audience. There is something hot about just watching, particularly with seven attractive kids introducing themselves to each other. Oh, Tina and Adam joined in. Wouldn't you? At one point, Orlando was doing his best with Tina. You know what I'm talking about. Sliding down her body, gently kissing and caressing. Lots of attention to her nipples. Then to the promised land, where he teased her over and over until he slid back up and buried himself in her. He started gently, pumping in and out while kissing her, kissing her neck, tickling her ear with his tongue. Then he sped up, and sped up again, she went over again, in what was clearly a spectacular orgasm and he just filled her up. So much that it leaked out a bit. He sat back, and Elena slid into place to do cleanup. Well, she wiggled her ass to Adam, which cannot be ignored and he slid right into her tiny, wet pussy. Soon Tina and Elena were bucking and Adam couldn't hold back, filling up Elena.
AJ knew what he should do and cleaned up Elena. Of course, that left him open, and the temptation was too great for Luca. Something about watching a young boy take another boy in his ass is a huge turn on, particularly when a girl as sexy as Elena is being cleaned out.
"Adam, I am sorry to say this, but Orlando is the best I have ever had. You're wonderful, but oh my fucking God," said Tina. "I hope you watched closely, because you're going into training to do that as well and we'll train every day if we have to." Adam just grinned. I think he liked the idea of daily training.
"I think I need training too, Mom," said AJ, with a twinkle in his eye.
"Oh, I'm happy to help with your training," said Jordan, with a laugh.
"Well, I think you need a lesson right now," said Chris, to AJ. AJ's eyes got big. After all, Chris.
"I think you need a lesson now too, Adam," said Leslie. Adam's eyes got just as big. The rest of us just watched as AJ and Adam did their best, with Orlando occasionally giving them tips. Yes, we had a sex lesson, taught by a 13 year old. Well, he is the virgin whisperer. I actually learned a couple things. I'd practice with Amy when we got back.
We all got cleaned up, which slowed us down a bit, because the showers were big and roomy. Oh come on, you know what that means, don't you? I can personally attest that AJ does a nice job when he is fucking an ass. My ass. Jordan got to experience Orlando's skills, and I think she passed out for a bit.
All of this was in the shower. Dripping. Yeah, you're imagining it. Finally we left for dinner.
"We have reservations for a private room at Ataula," I said. Tina and Adam got that look.
"Ataula is supposed to be amazing, but their waiting list is months," said Tina. "Months. Have you know about this trip that long?" Damn near our entire group laughed.
"Dad decided to come this morning," said Chris. "I am suspicious that he used stupid money. It is a technique that you should quickly learn. After all, you are quite rich now." Tina and Adam looked at each other and it finally dawned on them. They really were quite rich.
"Well, we owe it to your family," said Adam. "But what is stupid money?" Chris explained.
"But I need to jump in here," I said. "You do not owe our family anything. You have it completely backwards. You allowed us to be a part of something amazing, and for that we are grateful. We are big believers in win-win relationships. That's all we will do. You're family now, and our family has opportunities for success at levels that they may never have dreamed, but it is through your efforts, your skill, that it happened. Not us."
"He means it," said Antonio. "Just use Amelia as an example." Yes, they asked who Amelia was.
"Oh, I'll tell the story at dinner," said Chris.
With that, we left for dinner, which was walking distance. They welcomed us like we were family, but we finally realized it wasn't just stupid money, but because they were enrolled in our wine program. The owner explained it to Tina and Adam. After he left, we assured them that they would be in the program, once their volume could handle it. Antonio explained the volume of free wine and they were stunned.
"Hey, all this wine talk is mesmerizing, but I think we're done with it now," said Chris. We all smiled. "I have a story to tell about Amelia. For one, you will all really, really like Amelia. Oh, you understand." She went on to tell the story of Amelia's growth from poor high school student to multi-millionaire. Oh, she's not completely current. When she was done, I jumped in, after they all went a bit nuts about the story.
"Well, that's all true, up to a point," I said. "But you're not completely current. Amelia started a venture capital fund, with Jason and me. She sold two of the companies and she is now number 118 on the Forbes 400. She made a little over $4B." Hullabaloo ensued. Yeah, that's a weird word. I might stick with bedlam.
"If she made $4B from the investment, how much did you make?," asked Jordan. She got the typical shushing from Adam and Tina.
"No, it's OK. It's all public information and you'll soon understand things work a little differently in our family," I said. "Our family made a little over $10B, Jordan." At that point eyes glazed over. Although Jordan's nipples got hard, which was a fun reaction. I noticed. Chris certainly noticed.
"I need to use the restroom," said Chris. "Jordan, why don't you come with me?" The girls walked off and came back fifteen minutes later. Yeah, fifteen. If that wasn't a hint, the fact that they were both flushed might have been a little more of a hint.
"Um Chris," I said, pointing at her left leg. She laughed and used a napkin to wipe her leg. Yes, dripping. AJ carefully picked up the napkin, folded it, and put it in his pocket, to much laughter and a big grin from both AJ and Chris.
"So, do they have a family bathroom?," asked Leslie. Chris assured her they did.
"Oh good, because I need to go. AJ would you walk me back?," said Leslie. He knocked his chair over, he got up so fast.
They only took 10 minutes.
We all have a wonderful dinner and the food was outstanding. We drank a couple bottles of wine, one from Italy and one from California. Yes, we bored the kids with a discussion of wines, but they found things to talk about. At one point, they were all discussing their favorite sexual positions. It's a good thing we had a private room. Finally the evening was winding down.
"So, what are everyone's plans for the next three or four days?, asked Antonio. Our kids quickly said they didn't have any. Tina and Adam said they just would be home running the winery.
"Do you have someone that could be in charge for, say four days?," asked Antonio. They said they did, and had smiles on their faces. They didn't know what was going to happen, but they knew they were going to like it. Adam couldn't keep his eyes off Leslie, and Tina punched him and laughed.
"Why don't we do this?," said Antonio. "Bob and I need to go inspect some wineries we just bought. They're a larger scale, and we'll be combining several. It would be an opportunity for you to see in the secrets of several outstanding wineries." You could see everyone was excited.
"But where would we stay?," asked Tina. Antonio laughed.
"The largest winery came with a fully furnished home where we can stay. It even has a small staff," said Antonio. "And Bob, I checked with Jackson and think you'll be keeping the staff on." Oh, interesting. "I understand we'll like them and their families. It's 19 bedrooms and 43,000 square feet, so I think we'll fit."
"Wait," said Adam. "Did you buy..."
"Yes, that's it. Do you know it?," asked Antonio.
"Oh yes. We had the opportunity to tour and visit with friends recently," said Adam. "It is spectacular."
"Oh yeah, we went too. To hell with the house, the family that worked there were hot as fuck. The son fucked me in the ass, while I fucked his little sister," said AJ.
Well then. Off to Tuscany!
"Dad, why don't we stop at home and swap planes," said Leslie. "That way we could see who else wants to go and be more comfortable."
"You have more than one plane?," said Jordan. Curious little thing, and I liked it. She reminded me a bit of Elena or Ruby.
"Yes," said Leslie. "Easiest if we just show you. Why don't we leave now? I'm not tired and could take the first leg. We have four pilots. Worst case, we'll stop somewhere and rest on the way."
"Sounds good," I said. I paid the bill while they chatted a bit.
"But we have to go pack," said Adam. Leslie gave them the pitch and they accepted it better than most. Good for them. We headed out to the cars and headed to the airport. On the ride, AJ asked a question. He and Jordan were with us, and Chris and Leslie were with Adam, to get them through the gate to the FBO.
"I'm confused. Leslie said you had four pilots," said AJ. "There are only two adults. I don't get it."
"Oh, I don't know how to fly," said Antonio. I'm confident that didn't help. I just told AJ it would all make sense soon. I admit, I find this reoccuring querelousness interesting every time. Yes, I said querelousness. No, I'm not sure it is really a word.
"But Leslie said she'd fly the first leg. She's 11 years old," said Jordan. Orlando handed the new kids his phone. I'm guessing it was the article on her winning Top Gun. They clearly read it all the way through.
"Wow," said AJ. "Can I learn to fly?"
"A conversation for your parents, little guy," I said. "Happy to have it with you. Wait until you meet Ruby." Yeah, wait until they did. Ruby. Just mentioning her name got me hard.
"I'm not sure who Ruby is, but just saying her name got you hard, so I think I am going to like her," said AJ.
We flew through the night and with the time change, landed early the next morning. We taxiied up to our hanger and pulled inside. When we did, we passed the BFP.
"Why is that giant plane painted just like this one?," asked Jordan. Oh, I love observant kids. They'd accepted Leslie and Chris flying the plane pretty well. Luca even got some right seat time. I guess Leslie's teaching him to fly too. Sure. "That's a fair question," said Leslie. Just then the ramp lowered. Perfect timing. I guess we were heading right out. I wonder who was going with us.
"You own a 747?," said Tina. "Wow. Let me guess Chris and Leslie can fly it."
"Sure. It's my plane," said Leslie. They just shook their head and followed us up the ramp. There were six SUVs loaded so I'm guessing there were quite a few people on board. The more the merrier. We took the elevator up. Yeah lots of people in living room. Only six adults though. Amy, which made me happy. Sophia of course. And Stella. Guess I get to hear Amy's stories now. The other three were Tom, Jess, and Davis. Three pilots with fantastic skills.
They were great pilots too. Tee hee.
I counted and there were 21 more people. In addition to the 10 of us that just got on board. 37 total. We were filling those SUVs up.
It appears we were having another one of those trips where the parents got a break. Tina turned to me.
"All these kids are going with us?," Tina said. I just nodded.
"Do they all?," she said. I just nodded again with a big smile.
"My God. Will we survive?," she said.
"Maybe," I said. She and Adam laughed and then returned to to gawking. AJ and Jordan were already milling about and meeting people. OK, Ruby just gave them both an amazing kiss. AJ, um, groped her. She liked it.
"Wow," said Adam, as we watched.
"Strap in everyone," said Tom. "We are taking right off." It looked like a giant game of musical chairs. I ended up on one of the small couches with Hunter and Rylee. Well that was OK. Amy was next to us with Bonnie and Noah. She was smiling as Noah was, well, petting her. Down there.
So you want to know who, do you you? Once we took off, Amy and I moved to a small grouping with Tina and Adam. We did the introductions since Amy hadn't met them. She greeted them both with a kiss.
Then we pointed out all the kids although they'd never remember them all. We told them to just ask.
Start with the kids that came with us.
Orlando, Leslie, Chris, Luca, Elena, AJ, and Jordan.
Hunter, Bonnie, Rylee, and Ruby, who you already knew. Up to eleven. Four boys, seven girls
Gabe, Anna, Tyler, Curtis, Max, and Mia. Up to 17. Oh my, Mia.
Eight boys and nine girls, so far.
Morgan, Clay, Cindy, Terry, Renee. 22. Ten boys, twelve girls
Greg, Peter, Bobby, Jan. 26. 13, 13. I'm missing a couple. I know I counted.
Ah yes. Jake and Bella. Hell, if Ruby doesn't kill them, Jake and Bella will.
28 kids. 14 and 14. Well planned. Tina might be right.
There were a lot of happy parents with a break from their kids. We were happy to, um, entertain them.
I invited Adam and Tina to go upstairs to a quieter lounge. No ulterior motive there. Nope. Amy led the way and yes we all stared at her ass. By the time we got to the top of the stairs, Adam and I were both hard, and Tina's nipples were pushing out her t-shirt. Amy noticed. Pretty sure she was already wet.
We went into the master suite, which as you recall is pretty amazing. A huge sitting room and a huge bedroom. On the second floor. Of our plane. Yep, weird.
"So, did you all get some rest on the way from Portland or do you need a nap?," said Amy. It might have been more effective if she hadn't asked while undressing. I'm not sure Adam and Tina still had the ability to speak. They were, well, staring at Amy. Hell, I was too. Finally I coughed and broke them out of it.
"Oh, we're pretty rested," said Tina, in a huskier voice than I had heard.
"Fantastic. Let's do this. Let's call in kids. We can play with them, or just ask them to put on a show for us," said Amy. "Does that sound good?" I'm pretty sure Adam and Tina swooned in their seats. Oh, did I mention all of us were naked now?
"Tell us who to call up and what you'd like them to do with you or each other," said Amy. "Describe them if you don't remember their names."
"I'll go first," said Adam. "I saw a young Hispanic girl kiss both our kids and I am pretty sure she groped AJ. I'd like to watch AJ fuck her doggy style, while she licked out the girl with the amazing puffies. Not Chris, the other one." Got it.
"Alexa, announce that Ruby, Bonnie, and AJ upstairs please," I said. We heard the announcement go out over the plane and just a few minutes later the door opened and the three of them walked in. AJ clearly wasn't sure what was going on and was a bit freaked. Given all three were naked, I suspect some people downstairs were playing. The other two knew the game.
"Ruby, on your knees, licking Bonnie. AJ fuck Ruby," said Amy. The girls grinned and got into position and Ruby wiggled her ass at AJ. He grinned and slid right in. It was a pleasure to watch them perform. Neither girl lasted very long and AJ clearly filled up Ruby. Amy called cleanup and rolled Ruby on her back and licked it all back out, kissing it to AJ. Oh, he liked it a lot. He not only got his cum back, but Amy.
"So we call cleanup"," said Tina. "Got it. That was wonderful. My turn. I think I have the names right. Let's see if this is OK. I'd like to see Curtis fuck Tyler in the ass, while Tyler is fucking Jan. I think that's right." I pointed at the Echo in the ceiling and she announced it. The three already in the room sat down on a couch. Oh, they wanted to watch. That was allowed.
The kids trouped in and Tina gave them direction. They were in position in a flash. Tyler was gentle, as he was pretty big and Jan was not, being 8. Soon they had a rhythm going and Ruby walked over and dropped to her knees and spread Tina's legs. Oh boy. The Ruby experience. Bonnie came over and did the same, but took Adam in her mouth. They're so nice to our guests. Tina didn't last long and was pretty vocal about it. Once she came down, she stood up and moved Ruby into her spot to return the favor. Adam pushed Bonnie away, saying he didn't want to cum yet, but pulled Bonnie onto the couch. He asked her to wait until the show was over. It wasn't long before Tyler filled up Jan, which pushed Curtis over the top. I gave our guests credit, they understood cleanup. Tina cleaned out Jan and Adam clearly relished cleaning out Tyler. When they were done, Adam came over and went down on Bonnie, until she finally had to push them away.
A hour into a six hour flight. So many more choices. All the kids left, leaving the four of us alone.
"Alexa, announce Clay and Sophia to the upstairs please," said Amy. Just two. Interesting. The came in and Amy directed Sophia to the floor and got into a 69 with her. That left her available and Clay knew his role. Amy and Sophia didn't last, which meant Clay didn't either. He pulled out and gave Sophia a surprisingly big facial. Adam quickly yelled 'cleanup' and we were entertained with a full ten minutes of him licking, kissing, and damn near molesting Sophia. I can't say I blamed him. Tina spent the whole time playing with herself and clearly enjoying it. I liked this couple.
We went on a few more rounds and then decided to do the traditional swap. Amy and Tina got into a 69, on their sides, on the bed. I got behind Tina and slid in and Adam did the same to Amy. It was fast. It was wild. It was amazing. I couldn't last and pulled out and gave Amy quite the facial and Adam did the same to Tina. They told us to just watch and put on an incredible show cleaning each other up. Oh God, I was hard and so was Adam. I knew what I wanted. I knew what I needed. I got up on the bed on all fours. Adam understood. Talk about fast. Talk about amazing. He finally came deep in my ass and Amy handed me a pair of the cashmere underwear. Oh, got it. Squish, squish.
Finally we did take a nap together and woke up when the announcement said we were about to land. No, Amy didn't let me shower. Squish, squish.
We'd gotten some sleep and it appears many of the others did too. We went downstairs to a bunch of kids that were still naked. That would have been quite a sight, seeing them all properly strapped in, stark naked. I would have liked that.
So we took a few minutes for everyone to find a shower. Uh oh, more people than showers. What to do? I ended up in a shower with Ruby and Jordan. Say those names out loud and tell me you didn't get hard. They took turns going down on each other, under the shower, until they both went over. Oh, yes, it does appear I did get a shower. Once they were done, Ruby deferred to her new friend. How thoughtful. There was a small bench in the shower and I sat down on it and Jordan climbed right on. She found a spot to push off with her feet and it was spectacular. It was made even better when Ruby positioned herself to play with Jordan's clit. Oh gosh, she kept accidentally kept stroking my cock. Oh no.
I could feel myself about to cum and Jordan must have too. She timed a strong push and lifted off my cock just as I came. She took my load on her little nipple bumps, and it dripped down on her pussy.
Now we can't have that, now can we. I started to go for cleanup, but Ruby pushed me away. I enjoyed the show. Finally we rinsed off and headed out to the living room. Others trickled out with us. Amy came out with Adam and Rylee. Oh Adam, will you ever be the same. Tina came out with Orlando, Luca, and Gabe. Damn. AJ came out with Morgan and Sophia. Double damn. I think this family was having fun. I know I was.
It was mid-morning, but our body clocks were a mess. Amai had arranged a spot for us to all have breakfast. Kind of hard to find a place for 30+ people, but Amai pulled it off. The food was spectacular. Good sex and good food, in Italy.
"This is all very confusing," commented Tina. "24 hours ago we were in Oregon, worrying about running out of cash. Now we are rich beyond belief, in Italy, and just had an amazing night with over 30 people, 20 of whom were kids with spectacular skills."
I admit I laughed. Chris had walked up and heard it.
"Oh, I get it. My situation was sad, but this family saved me. I barely knew them and my parents with both killed. They took me in while they were still in the hospital and within a week had adopted me," said Chris. "They saved my life and I mean that literally."
"Wow," said Tina. "I had no idea. I'm so sorry."
"Don't be. I've come to grips with it, and I gained an incredible family. Bob and Amy helped me start the Hayden foundation, and then the Hayden PAC," said Chris. "It's weird, but my parent's deaths ended up with me being able to have an impact on the world."
Tina clearly didn't know what to say.
"Plus the sex is amazing," said Chris. Yeah, she knew how to lighten the mood. And the sex was amazing.
I could probably do a dozen journal entries on our visit to Tuscany, but the plane ride gave you the idea, didn't it? Amazing kids. Amazing wine. Amazing sex.
The ride home was just as fun.
I was right. Three, yes, three more of her investments had paid off already, primarily because her investment let them grow at a spectacular pace. Apparently the cachet of her investing was also huge. Seriously huge. They all had multiple offers. Amelia's involvement caused almost immediate bidding wars. Her reputation preceded her.
Our initial $1.3B investment was now worth over $22B. Keeping the math simple, Amelia was now worth a hair over $5B. Jason had made something like $5B too, and I'd made $15B. Billion. In a month.
Yeah, she could afford lunch again. So could I. It moved our family up a few notches in the Forbes 400 too.
"I don't believe any of this," said Amelia. "I'm just a poor kid. This can't be happening."
I pulled out my phone and looked something up.
"Tied for #118," I said. She just looked at me funny.
"That's your position on the Forbes 400," I said. "You're tied for #118." She just sat back, in shock.
"That can't be. It just can't be. I'm a fucking poor 18 year old kid," she said.
"Yeah, not anymore. Get used to being famous. I'll bet you another lunch that when we get back to the house, there will be at least one reporter hoping to interview you," I said.
"Oh hell no. Sure, I'll take that bet," she said.
"So what stupid thing are you going to go buy?," I asked. "Once you cross a billion, it is a requirement that you blow money. At least few million. Preferably today. What are you going to buy? I doubt you spent any of it yet."
She laughed and thought for a minute.
"I have no idea. What would I buy? I already bought my Mom a house. You bought me an amazing car. I own the apartment complex. Maybe more of those. I can fly anywhere I want in any of several of your planes. I have complete access to a dozen homes you own," she said.
"I guess I never asked, but where do YOU live?," I asked.
"I share an apartment with two girl friends," she said. I just raised my eyebrows.
"Me? Buy a house?," she said. "I'm 18! I can't buy a house." I couldn't help myself, but started laughing.
"Don't do it because I said so," I said. "If you're happy in the apartment, more power to you. Heck buy the complex if you want. No pressure from me. Maybe consider a nice condo on the water. Buy a big one and invite your friends to move in. They'll be thrilled to live there rent-free, but I warn you, with all seriousness, you need to be careful. People will be after your money. You have to be careful with everyone, from your best friend to anyone you date. Particularly anyone you date. My one suggestion would be to let Jason's team manage your money and let him advise you before you make any big purchases. I did and he made me a bigger fortune."
"Oh, I know that. He's been managing my money for months. I've already cut people out of my life that were trying to use me. My two friends are good. Yes, I spend a lot on them, because I want to, but they never, ever ask," she said. Good, good. She sat back again and was lost in thought. Finally she sat up.
"I do like clothes. Nice clothes. I rarely wear anything but shorts and a tank top, but I like to dress up," she said. "Maybe I'll hit Nordstroms this afternoon."
"You can, and that would be great, but let me make a different suggestion. Have you ever noticed that even our casual clothes are really nice?," I asked.
"Oh hell yes," she said. "I dream of your underwear. OK, that sounded weird, but I've been looking to buy the underwear Amy wears for months and have never found anything like it. Anywhere."
"That's because it is custom made. All our clothes are. Even the swim suits. Everything. We have an amazing tailor in Nassau. I've told you the story about our Bahamas trip," I said.
"You buy everything from them? Even your cargo shorts?," she asked, somewhat surprised.
"Slide over next to me," I said, trying not to sound too creepy. She did. Oh, she smelled good. Focus, Bob, focus.
"Feel the material," I said. She reached down and rubbed the material. Of course the spot she chose was right over my cock, and she ended up rubbing it. You can imagine what happened, and she laughed.
"Sorry," she said, clearly not sorry.
"Yeah, yeah," I said. "I can't take you anywhere. Except the bedroom." She laughed, but that is exactly what I was thinking of.
"That is the softest material I have ever felt," she said. "What is it?"
"Cashmere," I said.
"You have cargo shorts made out of cashmere," she said. "Seriously. What does a pair of those cost?"
"About $600," I said.
"You paid $600 for a pair of shorts," she said.
"Well, they're really soft," I said.
"That they are, that they are," she said.
"Let's hop on the 475 tomorrow and we can run over and get your started," I said. "I'll bet a lot of the family will go. They love any excuse to buy clothes. As of today, we have $15B more excuses. Let's take Isaiah and Meili and their kids. Let's take your team too. I think they're about the only people in the extended family that haven't been measured. That way we can give gifts."
I grabbed my phone and texted Luna, asking her to set it up. Luna was back for a bit, because Amai had finals and Luna's were over. That was good. We missed Luna. With that, we headed back to the house, and there were three TV trucks parked at the curb. Our security team got us through.
"You owe me another lunch," I said.
"Yeah, I do. What should I do?," she said.
"Hire a publicist. Immediately. I'll give you the name of ours," I said. "You'll like him. A lot." Yeah, I gave her a leer. She got it. We went inside and sat down at the kitchen table and called Patrick, our publicist.
"You have a publicist?," said Amelia.
"You can see why now, can't you?," I said. Just then Patrick came on the line. I had him on speaker.
"Patrick, Bob here," I said. "How fast can you come over? I have a new customer for you, and there are three TV trucks parked outside."
"Really? What did she do? Kill someone?," he said.
"She made a killing alright," I said, telling him Amelia's full name.
"Oh, damn. Hell yes I'll be right over. She's fucking famous. This has to be a trip," said Patrick.
"It is, for sure," she said.
"Oh good, you're on the line too. Don't do anything. Don't talk to them. Don't got outside. Just stay tight. It's all good, but you need some advice. I'm in Orlando, so it will be a bit before I can get there, but I'll leave now," he said.
"Don't," I said. "Just go to our house in Orlando. We'll meet you there in less than 30 minutes. That will avoid them too."
"Perfect," he said. "See you there."
I took Amelia's hand and dragged her into Amai's office.
"I need someone to fly us to Orlando immediately," I said, to Luna. I didn't notice that Amai was on the couch. She jumped up and hugged Amelia. Yeah, everyone knew.
"OK, I'll fly you," said Amai.
Oh yeah, I always forget about Amai as a pilot. I don't know why. I need to train in the helicopters, though. I can fly all the jets but the BFP. I should be able to grab a helicopter. Amy was close to certifying.
We got to the Orlando house quickly. I'm not sure we even mentioned much about this house. It was handy when we went to games, which was often. Big, comfortable. You get the idea.
Our publicist Patrick is a cool guy. Whip smart, blonde surfer boy looks. We spent a couple hours working through what Amelia should do. We took a break and I found myself alone with Amelia for a minute.
"So, is he, you know, fun?," asked Amelia. I just smiled as Patrick and Amai came back in the room.
"Hey Patrick," I said. "Amelia wanted to know if you were fun. Want to show her your skills?"
Yes, yes he did. Amai and I just watched round one. Patrick was pretty skilled. He'd actually spent the weekend with us recently and went through Orlando's training program. OK, there is no training program. Well, maybe a little. Patrick got Amelia off, repeatedly, and then they went at it in a traditional missionary position. Amai pulled me up off the couch and we undressed each other. We chose doggy-style. Let's just say we both got our chance.
I want a submarine. Ok, I know you're laughing but we own a 747. Is a submarine that far fetched? Billy I and I had been doing research. We had narrowed it down to the U-boat Worx Cruise Sub 7-1140 or the Seamagine 6S. 7 seats vs. 6. Which one do you think I'll pick?
Now, for us to buy one, we needed to go to training. In Breda, Netherlands. I've never been to the Netherlands. They hold a week long class for new buyers which is up to 6 potential pilots and I bought out the class. Then they balked that four of our pilots weren't 18.
Not this again. I explained that all four of them were jet certified in a G650 and the youngest two were certified in the 747 in which we would be flying over. I also shared we would be bringing the sub home with us in our plane.
They didn't budge. Then I suggested they Google our family and that if they let us in, they could use a picture of our family, under water, in the sub, on their website. I suggested he call me back after he had done some research. If I didn't hear in an hour, I'd buy the Seamagine. He bristled at that. I reminded him that HE was the one saying no.
46 minutes. I timed him. Gosh he was nice for some reason. I wonder why? Now I just had to tell Amy that I bought a sub and training was next week. Wow. For the first time ever she was upset I bought something.
"You bought a fucking submarine? Who buys a submarine?," she said.
Well I do I guess. She was pissed. I'd never, ever seen her pissed like this. I finally made it through her frustration to realize she didn't want to GO on a submarine. Oh.
"Ok," I said. "I should have asked. This one is a little weird. Don't go. Seriously. Ever. Maybe some of the kids won't want to either. I can find someone else that wants to go. Not a problem. You can have a peaceful week. How often does that happen?"
That calmed her down and I gave her a hug. She wandered off and I had to figure out who to ask that would be with us a lot.
Amai.
She was around so I found her.
"Want to go to the Netherlands next week to get trained on the submarine I just bought?," I said. Yeah that's not a sentence you say often. She just looked at me with a quizzical look.
"Oh, damn, you're serious. I would absolutely love to do that. Who else is going?," she asked.
"Don't know yet. Amy didn't want to go. I have slots for the kids. Let's find them," I said. We found all four of them and they were all in. I found Amy and asked if she wanted to at least go along and she said she would stay home. She had a twinkle in her eye. Curt? Jim? Sara? Billy I?
Probably those and more.
You know, maybe today isn't the day to tell her about the new boat at our Tahoe house. Well, the sub needed a tender. Jenny helped me and we worked with the boatyard that made the 475. It was a little big for Tahoe, but they were able to customize their 110 for me. The rear had a crane and platform for the submersible and the front had a helipad. For a small boat, it could handle a surprisingly large helicopter. It had the auto lockdown for the helicopter like the 475, which was important, because they installed the hybrid drive. A single, not duals like the 475, and a slightly smaller version. We didn't need bursts of 18,000 hp in a 110 foot boat. Although it would have been fun. They actually put a governor on the boat to limit it to 175mph. Yes, you read that right. I'm not sure we'd ever open it up. Oh hell, yes we would. Not with the helicopter or submersible on it though. That I know.
OK, this wasn't exactly sudden. I'd been planning it for awhile.
It's a good thing that Amy hadn't taken a spontaneous trip to our Tahoe house, given the boat is already there. Oh, that's silly. She doesn't care what I burn money on. We have plenty. She just didn't want to go down in a submersible. I get it. I don't like heights. No skydiving for me. Well, it would be cool. Maybe.
Crisis averted, I think.
We went through the training program and it was a freaking blast. We all loved it and couldn't wait to spend time in Tahoe with it. I could tell you all about the fun our group had, but I'll leave it to your imagination. You know who was with us. You have amazing mental images by now. Put them to use.
Chris here.
Primary season had passed. We were batting a thousand. All our candidates made it. We had very strategically funded fringe opponents that would never be elected in the general election, so the primaries defined the future. Summer turned into fall and finally it was election night. We had all focused hard on virtual school and Morgan and Orlando had already graduated and Leslie and I were so close. If Leslie and I pushed, we would graduate within a year. Not middle school. High school. Hell yeah.
We were going to college, all of us, just not yet.
We held quite a bash on election night, at The Falls. Our extended family, of course, but a dozen carefully chosen candidates joined us for their celebration. Six from each party. All centrists. 8 incumbents and 4 new candidates. All would win. All would win big. We invited key members of the press, all of whom I knew well. I'd courted them too. We even invited Fox. Yeah, they sent somebody. They had to.
I would make appearances at at least a dozen equally carefully chosen parties. It was our night.
The current WH resident had reached out multiple times, including calling personally. I actually laughed and hung up on him. Our family's finances had been investigated. A special counsel had been appointed to investigate the source of Hayden's money. It was viciously and visibly political and it hurt them. We milked it. For eight straight weeks, every Monday, I held a press conference with someone whose donations was measured in billions. I started with Mom and Dad and worked my way through Warren, and Jeff B., and Bill G., and Mark Z, and others. 8 weeks. In the middle of the 8th week they shut down the special counsel. It was too good for us. Too bad. I had 6 more weeks lined up.
They knew what would happen if I won. It would be big and political. Quite a spectacle.
We won big. We lost one race out of almost 600 we funded at the federal level. We won every open governorship. Our only loss was a candidate that died after the filing deadline. The person that won immediately approached us. So I guess we won that too. The night was amazing. Amazing.
Yeah, I'm 11. I am the kingmaker.
I can't remember if I introduced you to Kyrsten, who I hand picked to be the next Speaker of the House. I engineered an election for the position to be held immediately. That night. Even though control of Congress hadn't passed yet, she was elected. Yes, the opposition elected her. That was the power I wielded. It was important, because the current occupant and his running mate saw the writing on the wall. I suspected they would. They had been working with the prior Speaker, positioning that he would finish out their term. They'd tried to keep it secret, but I had my sources. Early the morning after the election, the President and VP resigned, declaring their job complete. While they were at their press conference, I had someone contact the current, or now former, Speaker and let him know what had happened. Yes, the vote happened without his knowledge. He quietly slipped out of the press conference. There was some confusion, as they had arranged a Supreme Court justice to be there to do the swearing in, but the person they thought would be President had disappeared. They cut the feed to the networks.
That was OK. I had prepositioned a pool camera from the BBC at the Falls. I even got to meet one of my heroes, RBG, who did the swearing in.
For my friend, President Kyrsten. Woo fucking hoo.
My position as the Kingmaker was solidified. The only downside was that she immediately announced her new Chief of Staff. Barb. I knew it was coming and could not have been more excited for her. She offered to move out of the guest house and I laughed.
"Are you kidding?," I said. "Think of the access I'll have with you living here." Yeah, we all laughed. Kyrsten offered me the Lincoln bedroom any time I wanted. Oh, I was going to take her up on that, for sure. I wonder if I could bring Noah. Well, maybe not.
The political celebration and party was fun, but not that interesting to read about.
Let's jump past that to the time we spent with some of our more fun friends. We took a bunch to Crested Butte with us and others came in from around the country and around the world. The kids reached back into their friendships and brought some kids we hadn't seen in awhile. We also invited some old friends and their families. You'll remember them from our past stories and we missed them. We must be considered responsible parents, much to our surprise, as most of the kids came without their parents. Again. More kids = more fun, right? We had offered this to all the families, as we knew they didn't often get a break from their kids and we could handle it. We might have overdone a bit though. We did have a total of 15 adults, if you include the locals, Tyler, Ashley, and Lauren. What we hadn't anticipated was 47 kids. 21 boys and 26 girls. Now that included our kids and counted Morgan as a kid, which probably isn't fair, but 15 of them were single digit kids. All I could think about was how much fun it was going to be.
I'll reintroduce our guests as something fun happens. It happened pretty quickly, don't ya know.
For example, we hadn't seen Madison, Orlando's friend, in forever. She'd transferred to another school and they'd lost touch, but the kids all reached out to find their lost friends. She was 13 now, but still the same small puffies. We all like puffies. If you remember, she is Sexy AF and yes I capitalized it. I get to tell this story because Orlando and I both welcomed her. She loved to lick me and I loved to be licked. It was fun to watch Orlando take her doggy style while she did. After fucking her for a bit, he flipped her over, leaving her on her back. He slid right in again, and I attacked her puffies with my tongue. Oh God they were sweet. He didn't last much longer and pulled out and came all over my face and her puffies. Clean up time! I missed all this fun. No one would investigate us, at least as much. No one was in power to do so.
Another example. Did you catch that Grace is on this list? Yeah, sweet little Grace. Oh, she and Orlando were still sweet on each other, but she had become, well, fun. You get my point.
Now let's see. Who all was here? It's a long list. It was hard to keep track DURING the vacation, let alone as I did this journal entry. I did list them below, if you're interested. You may have to go WAY back in the journal entries to find them all. Some we hadn't seen in awhile. Just getting everyone here was challenging. Leslie and Chris had made the big trip from Florida, bringing the vast majority of the people. Sophia and her kids had come over on a charter. Bob and I flew the G650 and stopped in Austin for Freja's six and Cam's two. OK, I guess that wasn't THAT complicated. When you have a 747, it makes things easier.
Tyler and Ashley had hired a TON of people for the week we would be there. All were properly vetted, but we still had very, very strict rules. Playtime was ONLY in bedrooms and only in the cottages when no one else was present. No playtime in the Lodge, which is what we called the original four bedroom place. I'm not sure we'd even use it. The Main house, which include our family space, plus fourteen more suites, was setup with what was basically a restaurant, which could feed the whole crew at once. Ashley arranged daytime staff for the restaurant, plus at least two people overnight, for late night snacks and things. Of course, tons of maids, none of whom would blink at wet spots on every sheet in the house. Lastly, she hired ski instructors. We had 62 people that didn't have a clue how to ski. Well, that's not fair. Our family of six was at least modestly good, as we'd been both to South America and to this house a few times. We'd hold classes for everyone. Dustin had outdone himself in designing the slopes and lifts. We had three complete bunny slopes, plus three intermediate slopes. Given only six of us could ski the intermediates, I don't think they'd be that busy. There were two black diamond and one double black diamond, but those were for the instructors, plus the locals, to play on. Oh, I forgot. Our Canadians, Oliver and Charlotte, were great skiers too. They really hit it off with Tyler, Ashley, and Lauren, and went off to the big, bad slopes together. I suspect they spent other time together too. Wouldn't you?
The first night was a quiet night, as most of the people were on East Coast time. Dinner was setup as a buffet. I loved it. Our buffet had standing rib to be carved, lobster and crab, macaroni and cheese with little smokies, and corn dogs. Well, you know, 47 kids. I was impressed, though, as most of the kids, particularly the older ones, at least tried the 'adult food'. A number of them LOVED the lobster. The food just kept on coming in an endless supply, until we were all full. We didn't have dessert, which surprised me, until Tyler and Ashley said we'd be making S'Mores in the giant fireplace in the Great Room. They'd actually bought a ton of the giant forks and supervised the kids toasting their own marshmallows. Chloe had outdown herself with the main room. The fireplace was the centerpiece and was huge. It was a giant square and open on all four sides. At least twenty people could toast a marshmallow at the same time. The supplies were endless. Giant bowls of marshmallows with stacks and stacks of Hershey bars and graham crackers. It was awesome.
Of course, none of the adults made S'mores. Right... Did you know that when you squeeze a freshly made S'More, it drips a lot of warm melted chocolate? Of all people, Grace put this to good use first. I looked over and she was drizzling chocolate right onto Orlando's hard cock. This was a new Grace, for sure. Oh, he was so messy that someone needed to just lick all that chocolate off. Oh this started things off. Hunter happened to be sitting next to me, so, well, you know, I did have a fresh S'More in my hand. I looked over and Alma was drizzling chocolate onto Bob. Morgan was making Sophia messy, which was no surprise, but they went for nipples. Little Nova had both Gabe and Luca doing cleanup. She was enjoying it.
The funniest thing is that nobody wanted the actual S'More to go to waste. We quickly figured out that the person being cleaned up could eat the S'More. I can personally attest to this as I truly enjoyed that S'More while little Jake was taking me over the top. It was incredibly sensual enjoying the taste treat while he was enjoying a taste treat. Oh, I squirted. We had a game planned for that night, but never got to it. S'Mores, you know. We did limit the kids to two, but given there were 47 kids, and 15 adults, we put a pretty serious dent in the bowls of marshmallows. I'm not sure there was ever a stickier group of people and it was damn well worth it.
Oh, did I mention every single suite had its own fireplace? Imagine that. Now, kids could only have a fire with an adult present. Yeah, that led to some scrambling with groups of kids inviting an adult to join them for the night. We adults became golden. The locals stayed over, which helped. We decided to count our family, not including Elena, as adults. That actually got some groans from the kids. Imagine, considering Chris or Leslie a loss. Yeah, no.
Finally we all went off to bed, or at least to rooms. Our group decided to wait and do S'Mores for breakfast. Sure, why not. I ended up with Elena, Davy, Rylee, and Benito. Not one of them had met before this trip. Now they were, um, well acquainted. Just watching little 8 year old Davy taking Rylee doggy style was a treat. The fact that Benito was doing the same to me, while I licked Elena, was just a bonus. We had put hard caps of 11PM on bedtimes, because we had so much fun tomorrow.
The day was incredible. I spent some time helping the instructors as there were a crap ton of kids. What blew me away was that the ability to learn to ski was inversely proportional to age. The littlest kids learned instantly. They skied without poles and just blasted down the slope. They were fearless. Even the older kids learned quickly. By early afternoon, about half had graduated to the intermediate slope, so I moved over there. A lot more fun for me too. The stars of the day were Nova and Jake, the two 6 year olds on the trip. Charlotte had seen their talent early and spent a lot of time with them. The three came over to me and wanted to talk. Not sure why they picked me, but why not.
"These two want to try the Black Diamond slope," said Charlotte. There was a lot of "Yes we do" and "We're ready" from them both.
"I actually do think they're ready, and I'll go with them, but I wanted the permission of you or Bob," said Charlotte. Wow, big ask. Finally their excitement won, but I insisted on getting GoPros and putting one on both kids and on Charlotte. I put one on too. Yep, I was going with them. My first run on the Black Diamond, but I was ready. We went into the equipment room and set everyone up. Then we skiied over to the top of the run. Our place was so cool. The houses were at the TOP of the slopes, not the bottom. You took the lift back home. We had a plan that the kids would go, then I'd follow, then Charlotte would bring up the rear. That way if there was a problem, she could stop. Every skier had a portable radio. We're not nuts.
The kids took off and that was it, I had to go too. They were fast, so I had to really ski my best to keep up. OMG. It was exhilarating. Not better than sex, but better than damn near anything else. I was hooked. I'm a black diamond girl now. This route is long, so we went on and on. Finally we were at the bottom and stopped. The kids were laughing hysterically. I don't blame them. Not one bit. We ended up doing that run another six times. Finally we headed back to the house, exhausted. We'd told everyone to cut it off about 2PM, because we had big plans that night and would be out late. When we got there, almost everyone was already there. Our ski suits went into a big pile, and would magically be washed and dried by morning and delivered to our bedrooms. Well the bedrooms to which we were nominally assigned. We all had our clothes there, but we weren't really sleeping there.
Charlotte disappeared with Bob, but I knew what they were doing. They were editing the video. Oh, they probably fucked too. Charlotte's smoking and, well, so is Bob. They came out about an hour later, and Charlotte was holding an SD card. She handed it to Bob, and he headed off to the server room. When he came back, he told everyone to find a TV, as they had something to show. The video started at the top of the hill. The only thing you could see was down the slope, so it was either Nova or Jake's camera. The camera moved and the run started. Bob had edited it so the view switched cameras, so you clearly understood there were two skiers. His work is awesome. About halfway down the slope, the scene switches cameras to what had to be my camera, as all you see ahead of you, down the slope, is two incredibly tiny skiers. Nova and Jake. Almost the entire room gasped. The video continues to the bottom and right before the bottom, the scene switches to Charlotte's camera. All my family knows my ski suit, so even that got a few gasps. Hey, I'm not that bad.
Finally Morgan asked the obvious question.
"Who in the hell was that?," said Morgan. Nova and Jake ran up to the front and damn near danced for everyone. They were so proud. I know tomorrow was going to involve more kids wanting to do it. Everyone crowded around the two little ones with congratulations. I'll bet they're going to be popular at bedtime. A ton of kids ran over to me and wanted to do it. Finally I went to the front and got everyone's attention.
"First, I'd like to compliment Nova and Jake for such an outstanding afternoon. They're incredible. We skied that run another half dozen times and they just kept getting better. That video was their first run on the black diamond ever," I said. That got another cheer from the crowd.
"Now, a lot of you will want to move up tomorrow," I said. "I love that desire, but we have to be safe. You can only do it if you have the approval of an instructor, which includes Oliver and Charlotte. If we catch you trying it without approval, and we'll check, then you're off the slopes for the rest of the vacation. No second chances. And for those older kids and adults that think I am just talking to the little ones, I'm not. This applies to everyone in this room. I asked Charlotte for permission, as I wasn't positive I was ready. Luckily, she thought I was."
By the next trip, each person was going to have an Apple Watch and each slope was going to have a reader. I wanted to know who went down what slope. I'd talk to Bob and we could improve our reservation app to include the highest skill level held by a person. Only instructors could change it. Yeah, a lot of work, but we wanted people to be SAFE.
Do you know how hard it is to rent four large passenger helicopters for the night? Well, I don't know either, but Luna had arranged it. We were going to a basketball game. Somehow, we were even landing in the parking lot across the street. Luna had realized that our team, the Magic, played Denver AT Denver tonight months ago. Since we knew the date of the election, and when the party would be, it was easy to arrange. And by we, I meant Luna, and by easy to arrange, yeah, again Luna.
They don't leave anything to me. I can't say I blame them all that much. I probably sound like I'm complaining, but it leaves me more time to buy houses and stuff.
She had even had Magic jerseys shipped here in every conceiveable size, for almost all the players on the team. No, make that all the players on the team. She's good. Everyone from little Nova up to Davis was wearing a jersey. Her biggest magic (see what I did there?) was renting five suites for the night, all next to each other. Yeah, stupid money, particularly considering Magic games were sold out in every area in the country for every game. I don't care how bad the local team was, the Magic games were sold out. Understandably so. We were getting there really early, as we (and by we, I still mean Luna), had arranged a meet and greet and shoot around for our entire group, on the floor, with our team. Well sure.
We were escorted into the arena and out on to the floor. It is a TOTALLY different view than up in the seats. Very cool. Given there were something like 50 of us, it was quite a crowd. The kids had a ball. I looked over an Nova was riding around on LeBron's shoulders. Each player had a cluster of people around and they were doing an informal clinic. Owning this team was going to be a ball. A basketball. Ha! Yes, I know, I'm not funny. I am constantly reminded of this fact by many people in my life. Seems like a good spot to end this chapter.